Official Vote Count Marsh (3/7): Ithi, Wes, Key Dice (2/7): Nyn, Turin Heavy (2/7): Lenlo, Marsh Tig (1/7): Ed Rand (1/7): Dice Wes (1/7): Heavy Not Voting: Verb, Rand, Tig With 13 alive it takes 7 to lynch. count down to hammer time Deadline is in just over 2 hours. Night will be shortened a couple of hours to adjust future days to end at 8PM EST.

And thanks for this! notarized

🙂 well done

Totally fine man, not gonna sweat it for things that impact real life, just maintaining the rule for game integrity purposes.

This is a hybrid hammer game. If no hammer is reached the person with the most votes at deadline will be lynched. If two or more people are tied for the most votes at deadline, the lynch will be randomized between those candidates.

Bona fied, ratified, and accepted.

Ty all for the help 🙂 and patience

I’ve asked all eight people in the dead thread to make VCs, can’t tell you why no one else has made one. Feel free to make your own and I’ll verify them later. i can move dl up two hours maybe but past that hammer someone if you want it to accommodate your schedule. You knew the times when you signed up for the game.

Guys I have 120 staff and am working 60 hour work weeks, am a father to a 4 year old, and it’s been a holiday weekend. Relax a little on the VCs and the EOD schedule. The time I give you is what I’ve got even to the point that it’s ticking off my wife.

Should be fixed, if not then feel free to post a corrected one and I’ll notarize it 😛 also, this is an open setup so it’s all in the OP folks.

I legitimately copied my last VC, which those issues were fixed in. Did it save the previous version when I went to edit mode? Jeeze man.

Official Vote Count Dice (1/7): Nyn Marsh (1/7): Ithi Lenlo (1/7): Turin Heavy (1/7): Dice Tig (1/7): Ed Not Voting: DPR, Verb, Len, Key, Rand, Marsh, Tig, Heavy With 13 alive it takes 7 to lynch. https://countingdownto.com/?c=6235914

Nah optical illusion

Official Vote Count Ithi (1/7): Ed Dice (1/7): Nyn Marsh (1/7): Ithi Lenlo (1/7): Turin Heavy (1/7): Dice Not Voting: DPR, Verb, Len, Key, Rand, Marsh, Tig, Heavy With 13 alive it takes 7 to lynch. https://countingdownto.com/?c=6235914

Wow and you said you’d been married six months now?

Gotta do it mate, we need ya. Wanna be a backup for the current game, or have dead thread access?

I’m rooting for the wolves lololol

The urge to spam this thread is so hard to rein in.

I know it’s Easter weekend so if D1 needs to run long please let me know. Currently it ends at 10PM EST on Monday.

Official Vote Count Ithi (1/7): Ed Dice (2/7): Marsh, Nyn Turin (1/7): Ithi Marsh (1/7): Dice Lenlo (1/7): Turin With 13 alive it takes 7 to lynch. https://countingdownto.com/?c=6235914

Sure thing on the votes, no clue on the timer

Quick mod note, to accommodate the extra slots I've added another two vanilla town and a mafia 1x strongman, and to aid the 3p player I've given them a 1x bpv they lose if they convert to SK. Notes on all of that are in the rules/setup sections of the OP. Considered giving the doc self protect, but chatgpt thinks it's fine so if this doesn't pan out we'll try it the other way next time. In a tie-breaker the mafia wins, so the SK (if one comes about) is incentivized to work as a town vig for a while at least.

It is now Day One. Day ends in 72 hours. https://countingdownto.com/?c=6235914

Sergeant Jacobs had graduated first in his academy. He had won officer of the year in Washington county, twice, and it was a rough county to be sure so that meant something. Once, he'd been stabbed in the line of duty, and he'd spent six years in the office since, tolerating the pains of that old scar. No doubt, Jacobs had seen a lot of things that'd make another man flinch. It was a point of pride then, that he never let a criminal get under his skin, which is why today was eating him alive. Oh sure, his feet were kicked up on the desk, and he looked nonchalant enough to a passerby, but if someone knew him well enough they'd see the truth. Jacobs was starting to crack. The tiny room he sat in had a single desk, with one 15 inch TV taking up nearly third of it. The VHS in that TV slowly recorded the camera feed from the camera blinking down in the corner of the next room over. Through the two-way glass at his feet Jacob could see that camera pointing down at a man, wife-beater still stained with blood, hair mussed with the same grit and sweat that had dried on his face. The man in that other room hadn't twitched a muscle in over two hours. It was unsettling, unnatural even, to sit and watch him turn stones to sand while Jacobs himself was falling apart. A bead of sweat ran down Jacob's forehead. Not a moment later the rookie burst through the door and Jacob flinched so hard he almost pulled his service arm. "Dammit rook didn't your mama teach you to knock?" He growled out. Officer Jacoby, figures they'd stick him with someone with the same damned name, bobbed an apology and passed Jacobs the coffee he'd been waiting on. The clock hanging over the door said it was just past eleven, but then it had stopped running a month back. He took a long sip from the coffee, cheap and bitter, and let out perhaps too much of a sigh. This job was gonna be the death of him. Jacoby had grabbed the only other chair but he was already too antsy, starting to spin the chair from side to side and fumble for small talk. An hour went by, things settled down, the kid had even started to doze off. That bastard in the other room may as well have been chiseled from marble. Finally, a knock at the door pulled him from his reverie and started the kid back up in his seat. Lydia came in with a folder clutched against her plaid skirt suit. "So soon?" He asked. She nodded back at him. "Looks like he's served. I mean, maybe it doesn't look it right now but that's what the report says. LAPD, and what he's doing out here in Portland I've not a clue. You'd think a guy with his experience would know better than to cause so much damage, or to get into so much trouble in the first place. Maurice said he killed over twenty guys, is that true?" He could see the gossip ready to run off her lips the instant he gave it to her. Maybe it was true, but how could one man pull off a rampage like that? Jacobs had personally helped ID no less than five high-level leaders of two warring gangs in the area, He went to take another sip of his joe. Empty. Ignoring Lydia's question, he gently stood and stepped past her, face hard, plucking the manilla folder as he went. Jacoby started to stand, but he waved him back down. It was time. Jacobs felt resolute for all of about two strides, but at the door something gave him a moments pause. What was he walking into? He forced his stern face back on and pressed through into the interrogation room. Jacobs had been here a hundred times, more than a hundred. He had a routine, and it felt like home to walk into this room. Here he was law, here he was justice. As he began to open the file, and sit at the metal chair opposite his suspect, the man moved for the first time since he'd been brought in. All he did was raise his head, but when they locked eyes Jacobs knew he wasn't in control. The man looked down at the file on the table, his file, and seemed to nod a bit as if to encourage Jacobs along. He seemed... sad. Something in the interaction was disarming, and Jacobs found himself ready to skip past the normalcies of his routine. He quickly skimmed the profile before easing back a bit in his chair, and taking on the mantle of the role. "Your file says you know how this all works. Why don't you tell me what happened John?" The man across from him began to speak.

Players: 1. Ithillian Turambar 2. dicetosser1 3. Turin Turambar 4. Nynaeve 5. DPR 6. Verbal32 7. Lenlo 8. ed2funy 9. keyholder21 10. RandA lThor 11. Ironeyes 12. Tigraine 13. HeavyHalfMoonBlade Rules: Setup: