Quote from Rodemy »Quote from Grapefruit21 »@Fuwa I'm not sure you are scum but you are ny strongest scum read by a significant amount. It's based largely on your reads of Vaimes and myself feeling fake.
@Terry Welcome to the mess! As others have said there isn't much to give you an anchor to. Nothing mechanical has happened, and there isn't a ton of consensus on wagons yet. DV did a big post breaking down the consensus read wall which while impressive I'm not sure how to use it to take actionable information from.
There haven't been any real wagons or anything so when you ask for a recap at this stage it's just going to be people highlighting moments of towniness or scumminess they thought shown through.
Last I saw tom was more than halfway to being lynched, that's a wagon. Why did you ignore that?
Yeah... There has been a few wagons actually. I was confused when I saw this too.
Also @Everyone
Flailing
"It's basically when a person who is in trouble starts posting things that don't make sense, trying to say anything to muddy the waters or get them out of trouble, starts making serious errors in logic and reasoning, ect, basically a last-chance "baffle with bull*****" attempt. Doing that has always been considered scummy, it's just the word that's new."
Because I guess I need to teach basic mafia terms since we didn't know what buddying was either. I actually find it offensive to call Osie's play flailing since he has stayed consistent and on point. Its cheap, used to undercut him and mitigate his reads.
Also its been shown that people that accuse others of flailing have a higher chance of being scum.
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Haven't seen you since...wow, since...crackhouse Mafia? How's it going! Good luck with this game, I hope you've been following!
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Listen to Azrael. The man is by far the most sensible and unbiased member of this conversation. He has basically discussed the intrinsic merits and flaws of the gutter in several concise posts, and, unlike most of the people here, has actively attempted to suggest a compromise THAT HAS BEEN LOOKED AT FROM BOTH PERSPECTIVES.
My two cents.
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Iso, dressed in an excellent imitation of John Wayne, sneers at Artifice as he cracks his fingers, perched half an inch from the unfastened gun holster at his side. His aviators reflect the sun, as he, eyes narrowed, looks his target up and down.
Artifice, dressed to match in an excellent imitation of Dame Edna, smacks its lips down its ridiculous pink-rimmed sunglasses at the cowboy, its fingers inside a large, wriggling purse, as it hungrily drinks the silouette of Iso in.
The blazing noon sun reflects off Iso's sunglasses as the two stand, frozen in time for a moment, evaluating their enemy.
Suddenly, their moment is interrupted by the sound of screaming from above. Prophylaxis falls from the sky, frantically flapping his arms and cawing like a boss. He clearly believed he could fly, which is why he just jumped from a plane two thousand feet up.
An audible spine-breaking, organ-liquefying sound spurs the two duellists to action.
They reach for their weapons, Iso, a foot-long Magnum .44, and Artifice, a large eel.
Artifice hurls the eel at Iso, and at the same time iso fans the hammer, sending six bullets thudding into Artifice, who sings a single verse of a song, then, with a sigh of release, sinks to the ground, dead.
"When you're swimming in the creek, and an eel bites your cheek, THAT'S A MORAYYYY..."
The eel, meanwhile, latched onto Iso's cheek, eats him. Messily.
All contestants have DIED! NO POINTS!
NEXT ROUND, GO!