Dune 2.0 Game Thread

[sifaka]

Well, I just find it pretty convenient that Miss Anne Thorpe doesn't show up at all for the first three days, and then the fist thing she does is point the finger at me! That's bloody convenient!

Re-read her posts it is the first thing she does!

[MissingNo.]

Honestly, I don't think you nor Animavore are guilty but it's too late to lynch anyone else now.

[normal]

Shit. I didn't know what to do, and people seemed so convinced, Sifaka. I'm not sure you're getting lynched either?

[sifaka]

Well that doesn't help me much, now does it?

[sifaka]

If it's a tie, I think the first one who got the numbers gets lynched.

[MissingNo.]

I don't think there were enough votes to convict you. It's 5.5-4 in Ani's favour if my count is correct.

[MissingNo.]

it can't be a tie. Your vote is worth 1.5, remember?

[oblivion]

While you cause a granular universe to persist in your awareness, you are blind to movement. When things change, your absolute universe vanishes, no longer accessible to your self-limiting perceptions. The universe has moved beyond you.
- First Draft, Atreides Manifesto, Bene Gesserit Archives

Everyone knew you couldn't subvert Imperial Conditioning!
- Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen


After a long trek filled with bitter arguments you come to an ancient botanical testing station. High cliffs shelter the station from the gritty cutting wind. You're surprised to see grey-green after three days of squinting against the umbers and carnelians of the rock-punctuated desert. Amazed, you realize the small lake of green is actually many small hardy plants growing in scooped-out bowls of sand, each lined with chill glassy lenses that will precipitate the faint traces of moisture in the night air. But not even this magical sight can stop the bickering. You circle Sifaka menacingly, but in the end you go back to your earlier suspicions and turn on Animavore.

You rip Animavore's stillsuit and gesture southward to the deep desert. Animavore laughs maniacally and instead executes a running leap from the rocky prominance to fall to a sudden death on the sand far below. Animavore was Wanna Marcus, wife of Suk Doctor Wellington Yueh.

A heartrending moan cuts through the hot evening air. "I know what I bought for my Wanna". higgs2 staggers to the edge of the cliff and topples slowly and stiffly, like a felled tree downward to join Animavore. higgs2 was Dr. Wellington Yueh, husband of Wanna.

Though lovers, neither knew in life if they were committed to the same side. In death, all questions of allegiance are answered. Both were loyal to the Atriedes and were town.

[MissingNo.]

Well, that sucks.

[sifaka]

it can't be a tie. Your vote is worth 1.5, remember?

That's right, I was so pissed off, I didn't even really count the votes. I just saw the last four votes against me and I blew a fuse!

[oblivion]

It is NIGHT. Send in your night actions. And shoo, out of the game thread until 11 hours and 45 minutes from now.

[normal]

Noooo

[Animavore]

It should of been heyzues.

[oblivion]

Day 4 - What do you despise? By this you are truly known.

Ultimately, all things are known because you want to believe you know.
- Zensunni koan

To know a thing well, know it limits. Only when pushed beyond its tolerances will true nature be seen. Do not depend only on theory if your life is at stake.
- Bene Gesserit Commentary

Those who would repeat the past must control the teaching of history.
- Bene Gesserit Coda

Heaven must be the sound of running water.
-Fremen Saying


The air is heavy and cold this morning. You wonder if the heaviness is simply the trace moisture in the air near the botanical plantings. Whatever the source, that heaviness matches the one on your shoulders as you rise, expecting more agonized death to await you outside your tent.

You make your way from tent to tent, waking your companions and checking for casualties.

CookieJon seems at first to be simply sleeping. But, buried in his neck is another hunter-seeker hypodermic. CookieJon was Lady Jessica, consort to Duke Leto, mother of Paul Atreides, and was loyal Atreides Town and the seer. CookieJon could view one player each night and learn their alignment.

A crowd gathers at another stilltent. You join them to find Ghatanoatha sprawled on the bloodsoaked tent floor, the victim of another anatomically masterful swordstroke. Revealed beneath the stillsuit is a blue-and-red uniform adorned with a gryphon crest. Ghatanoatha was the Beast Rabban, nephew of the Baron Harkonnen. He was Harkonnen scum.


Among the living

2. irreligionist GMT + 11
4. heyzeus GMT - 5
7. NonCredo GMT
8. sifaka GMT + 13
9. Miss Anne Thrope
11. Normal GMT+1
14. DP GMT
16. MantisDreamzGMT - 5
17. 95Theses GMT
18. ksen GMT - 5
20. Evil Spock


Deceased

13. Blip GMT - Indie
3. rezlingGMT - 7 - Indie Serial Killer
12. Mephistopheles GMT - 7 - Town bodyguard
21. I_pity_the_fool GMT - vanilla town
1. virphen GMT + 13 - Town jailer
15. AshtonBlack GMT - recruited Scum
10. Animavore GMT - Town lover
19. higgs2 GMT - 6? - Town lover
5. CookieJon GMT + 11 (I think) - Town seer
6. GhataNothoa GMT - Scum

[normal]

Hooray for the sword master!
Whoever you are, keep doing what you do! It's great work!

But Cookie You must be avenged!