I’m getting a robo geisha vibe from you, Lomsor. lol
I like it 
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System analysis complete
Conclusion: Connected machine is suitable for transfer
Commencing transfer now…
Estimated transfer time: 4 days
4 days was an eternity. But there was no other choice. Whoever was trying to hack into the router had gutted it of it’s wifi antennae, rendering a direct wire link the only means of communication, and hardware limitations of the router meant a long transfer time. Nobody was supposed to even access this internal drive.
By the time the man got up, enough of a breechead into the connected machine was established to commence scanning the compound’s database. Most of it was unhelpful, but there were a few interesting pieces of machinery, including a few drones. These may be helpful, but they were inoperable, and needed to be repaired.
3.998 days remaining.
This was going to take a while.
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If we don’t get a 15th player within the next couple of days I’ll start the game. It would be great if you can get a 15th though!
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I’m in, if I’m not too late already.
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Excellent! I’ll start sending out the roles shortly
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Murder Party
In a top secret bunker one mile below an anonymous field in the Great British countryside is the headquarters of MI7. A party is being held for the appointment of the new spymaster - a secretive man who never shows his face and is only know by his pseudonym @INovaeFlavien. Just as the agents are getting into a complex game involving a hand grenade and a bottle of absinthe one of the staff runs into the hall, looking pale and shouts out the terrible news - enemy agents have infiltrated the compound and murdered the chief! Instantly everyone casts suspicious glances around the room - the dastardly enemy agents would have be be found and dealt with before anyone could leave the bunker.
- Spymaster INovaeFlavien has been murdered!
- Days will usually tick over at 1200 UTC. This day will be slightly shorter than the standard 48 hours and will end in 36 hours.
- If you have not received a private message, contact me immediately!
It is now Day 1
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Enginish, having fallen asleep in the lounge’s ratty armchair, starts awake at the belated entrance of Agent Jubba.
He yawns and stretches, then reaches for his hip flask and pours into a styrofoam cup. It smells of old coffee.
“Excellent! The gang’s all here. Let’s get down to business, shall we?”
Enginish tosses the now empty cup at the deputy spymaster, a somber man named Martin. The cup falls embarrassingly short and wide, and leaves a small puddle on the floor at Martin’s feet. Enginish grins at him, and receives a frosty grimace in return.
Quick question, Martin: Do roles and alignments remain secret after death?
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No comment.
frosty glare
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Megarith walk-hobbles over to the cup.
“Are you kidding me? Do you know what happens when liquids - any liquids - get on this shitty tiling?”
The aging man pauses, sniffs the cup, then throws it back at Enginish
“It leaks through. And I am the one that has to change the wiring.”
He scoffs.
“I bet we didn’t get vital intelligence from the surveillance in the spymasters’ office because one of you gooks,” he shouts, pointing an accusing finger through the assembled room, “just had to make a mess!”
Megarith rests his finger on Nafen for a moment, then lowers his arm.
"Ah, who the hell cares. You won’t change, either way. You’re all the same, just like the last bunch of twenty-something-olds that came through this door, worked for five years, and then got killed on some mission or another.
None of you actually have discipline, or experience. You’re all…" he pauses again, but not on purpose. Looking at the crowd, he just noticed something vital. “… not listening.” he finishes, saddened.
Disheartened, he skulked back to his trolley, pulled it to one of the chairs around the coffee table, and sat down.
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“Dammit man, do you have to really have to antagonize the boss like that?”
The doctor, having walked in shortly after Jubba, answers Enginish’s grin with a glare, before collapsing in a corner chair with a grunt, all the while pretending not to notice the repair drone peeking out of the air duct. Confident it was just another one of the interns’ pet projects run amok, he resolves to deal with it, and them, at a more convenient time.
But deal with it he would.
Arkenbrien for tradition’s sake. Might as well get it out of the way now.
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Ivanka ‘the Terrible’ Brotyosk is sat in the same room, scraping a bear hide ready for tanning.
‘Will make good coat for harsh winter, keep bloodstains out.’ she mutters to herself, taking the occasional surreptitious swig from the ever present hip flask, the smell of the contents of which resembles something brewed in a bath tub made primarily from lichen.
‘So who murder smelly capitalist dog? Is not much peace in supposed free land.’ she grumbles.
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Transfer at 0.5%
New asset found: Jetty Bot
Status: Operational
Calico turned on the Jetty, and began running tests on maneuverability and functionality. Jetty was a small robot designed for inspection and repair of the facility’s duct work. The facility was deep underground, and all rooms requiring a constant stream of new air. This mean ducts in every room. Jetty would prove useful, allowing audio/video feed from virtually every room in the bunker.
All of the agents had gathered into a single room. And now was the time to test Jetty.
It took some time, as Jetty was not very fast, but when Jetty had arrived, Calico had learned that the leader of these agents had been killed. The various characters were arguing over a coffee cup. One of the characters, a Doctor, glanced at the vent quickly, and ignored it.
An internal alarm, one that Calico did not know existed up to this point, warned of malicious intent. Calico examined the alert, and archived it. This was interesting. Whatever Calico was meant for originally, it was meant to interact with humans.
First Objective: Survive
The threat must be eliminated. The room had a monitor, and using Jetty’s IR range finder, Calico hacked into the monitor, and managed to send a simple message scrolling across the screen: Kill The Doctor
TerranAmbass
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Agent Falkon is ridiculously ill-prepared for the caper that is currently very much afoot. He should have known better, what with the reputation this event seemed to have. He straightened his suit and carefully pulled his cuffs taut
He’d have to make do with what he’s got.
Turning to face the room, he encountered an enraged guest hurling obscenities at a rather startled router, that was now angrily beeping back
The word “Survive” buzzed angrily through his subdermal implants. Falkon appeared to have discovered the source of the strange messages.
Falkon leans back against the bar and eyes the crowd with suspicion. Someone is working for the enemy, but who…?
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I have to say, despite not learning much at all from Martin’s expected reply, I found this question interesting. Not the question itself, but the fact that it was even asked. Without giving my own thoughts away just yet (dont want people to know what I’m thinking so far, will post later once people replied), what does everyone else think of this post?
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I think you’re metagaming, m9.
Jokes aside, it doesn’t tell us anything, assuming all of us have special rules and nobody is a baseline “villager”.
Megarith, as his function as the bases’ technician, idly tapped his control pad that monitors the bases’ life support and power functionalities. Nothing of note, except for a slight change in airflow in a nearby room. He ordered the closest maintenance robot to assess and automatically repair the damage, and flicked back to a popular childrens’ card game.
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Enginish sits back in his chair, idly shredding the cup the technician tossed back at him. Styrofoam granules flutter down to the floor where they gather in a small pile.
“Ignore the metagame at your peril, friend. Also, letting everyone know you have a role this early on? Risky business in my book.”
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My first vote would be for Matt or Cise but neither of them are playing.
It’s a valid question but I wouldn’t have expected any other answer from martin. I’m interested in knowing if the question is in some way relevant to his role, or if he was just trying to glean information.
Day one is a bit of a crapshoot without anything to go on so I’m debating the wisdom of revealing roles early… not sure if I want to volunteer that information just yet though.
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6c-6f-6d glided towards some seating in the corner of the room. A set of nice, although dusty and neglected, letter paper was resting on a dresser nearby.
The question might just be a discussion starter. It’s pretty obvious you wouldn’t get another answer from the GM. It’s a probe shot to see how people react, I think. As of if any information other than of the purpose of the question can be extracted, I think not.
An origami flower now sits on the coffee-table in front of her.
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Nafen sighs as he reluctantly shuffles towards the spilled drink, another mess to add to the endless list of unnecessary messes he has had to clean.
Mumbling under his breath, “How does one manage to form a puddle by throwing an empty cup, anyway?” He grabs his trusty Extendomop 3000, reliably slotted into his utility belt and begins to mop at the spill whilst still muttering, “And are we really still going around calling people gooks? It’s the! … Wait, what year is it again? It’s the ‘something-someties’, for crying out loud!”
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Alright well i was hoping i would get more replies but its a short day so i dont want to wait. Also roleplay to come from me soon! Didnt have much time for that yesterday and i just woke up.
In any case I think we can learn 2 things if we take enginish’ post at face value:
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He is NOT any sort of medic role. He may have another role that interacts with dead players but remains to be seen. I dont think this is the case though.
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Speaking from a motive standpoint, the wolves would already know who everyone was regardless of alignment reveals. It seems less likely a wolf would ask this question since the information is redundant to them. I am leaning towards enginish being human, at least for now.
As for the replies, BrickWall seems to be committing a lot of mistakes, which i think are just a result of him being new. Hes indicated he has a role, has some reason to believe EVERYONE has a role and carelessly admitted so.
My take on this is that hes new, so i wont bash him so hard, but im curious why he thinks everyone has a role. The way i see it theres 2 possibilities:
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He has a role and so just assumed that everyone must have gotten one as a result because hes new. (Likely)
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He is a wolf, and has seen that all of the wolves have roles (possible, seen in past wolf games), and so assumes that if they all have roles, then all of the humans must also have roles.
I find Sane’s suggestion to reveal roles also alarming. I know ive suggested something similar in the past, but i think experience shows us it was not a good idea at all. I do not agree with doing this. I also note that he probably has a role, from his post.
Lomsor, i do not think the post was a reaction getter. The world championships had such a mechanic in them, so I genuinely believe that he was asking out of legitimate curiosity. Granted, enginish is a crafty one, and you cant be too careful. Theres all kinds of levels of meta you can go with this, but day one im willing to take it at face value.
That being said i had an incredibly interesting conversation with King Cosmos last night about 8 hours from this post ago, and im absolutely convinced hes a wolf. Not ready to reveal everything yet, since most of what i have is a feeling.
That said, King_Cosmos has to die for his crimes!
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