Topic: You Sunk My Wolfpire! (Read 16365 times)

Kazz · « **on:** July 22, 2012, 08:47:40 AM »

Chapter 1:
Raging Fury of Poseidon

Champ Nastie hung up a phone. "My God," he said, lighting his cigarette and smoking it coolly. He stared out the window at the storm, which was coming. He'd just been on the phone with the President of the United States of America.

"Who was that, baby?" murmured Veronica through full lips of lipstick, pulling the sheets over her supple soft heaving breasts.

"It was the President of the United States of America. They need me to fly to Norfolk to join the Navy, ASAP-Pronto." He loaded his modified Colt 1911 with his signature toxic explosive jacketed hollow-point .45 caliber ammunition and fired it once into the ceiling, sighing with exasperation.

"Weren't you just deployed with the Marines a week ago?" asked Veronica. She touched his arm, sliding her slender fingers across where Gorbachev had slashed Nastie deeply with the dagger of Rasputin, so many years ago.

"Yeah," he said. "But only because the Air Force couldn't handle their business on their own without me." He leaned down and kissed her tenderly on the forehead, then sat and put on his pants, one leg at a time like the rest of us.

"When will you be back?" she sobbed. She couldn't stand to sleep alone without him, without her champion beside her in the bed, his heavy breaths causing the mattress to shake and his graying chest hair curling into the night air.

"Soon. I promise," he said, though in the back of his brain (where a 5.56mm round was still deeply embedded) he could never be sure. His confidence assured her, though, as she curled back up and closed her eyes, praying that he would be correct when he said the thing he said.

Within minutes he was in his personal Hughes AH-6 Enhanced Little Bird helicopter on his way to Virginia. "God damned werepires," he spat as he gritted his teeth. He fired his Colt 1911 in frustration and flew on toward the future, and all of the danger that he had ahead of him.

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Notice: I've added a new innocent role to the list at http://goo.gl/ug3Jp.

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Echo Bro: Each night, the Echo Bro determines whether or not the day’s shot landed near the ship. He’ll receive no report if the shot hit the ship or landed more than 3 squares away; otherwise, he’ll receive a report that it landed somewhere within 3 squares (but not exactly how close).

Night Zero

There are 15 players on the high seas:

Beat Bandit
Bongo Bill
Caithness
Classic
Defenestration
Friday
gahitsu
Geo T. Hermal
jsnlxndrlv
Kayma
LaserBeing
NexAdruin
Nickasummers
THE MAD KING
Zaratustra

The night phase will end when the Wolfpires determine their starting location along the left edge of the board. No other roles may use their powers tonight.

Role PMs are sent. If you're on the list and didn't get one by now, PM me.

James Edward Smith · « **Reply #1 on:** July 22, 2012, 02:02:06 PM »

LaserBeing · « **Reply #2 on:** July 23, 2012, 05:10:06 PM »

communist wolfpires ripped my flesh

Caithness · « **Reply #3 on:** July 23, 2012, 05:22:04 PM »

Okay so the ship is somewhere in column 1 right now, right? Will it still be there when we fire our cannon, or will it have started to move by then?

Beat Bandit · « **Reply #4 on:** July 23, 2012, 06:08:40 PM »

I thought we were still a part of the longest night.

Kayma · « **Reply #5 on:** July 23, 2012, 06:16:05 PM »

Quote from: Beat Bandit on July 23, 2012, 06:08:40 PM

I thought we were still a part of the longest night.

and how. the fuck is going on

Classic · « **Reply #6 on:** July 23, 2012, 06:19:25 PM »

The night is always longest before day 1...

Bongo Bill · « **Reply #7 on:** July 23, 2012, 06:22:04 PM »

I am also here.

Defenestration · « **Reply #8 on:** July 23, 2012, 06:34:27 PM »

Hail, nerds

jsnlxndrlv · « **Reply #9 on:** July 23, 2012, 06:45:20 PM »

If I'd known this was coming, I wouldn't have bothered making charts in the last game. Now math is practically a requirement!

Classic · « **Reply #10 on:** July 23, 2012, 07:08:54 PM »

Shit. Newbie's a wolfpire again.

James Edward Smith · « **Reply #11 on:** July 23, 2012, 11:20:42 PM »

Oh no, VOTE TO LYNCH HIM VOTE TO LYNCH HIM!

Beat Bandit · « **Reply #12 on:** July 24, 2012, 02:23:25 AM »

quick, someone make guild an account with each coordinate so we can always vote for him.

gahitsu · « **Reply #13 on:** July 24, 2012, 04:34:25 AM »

I accuse Dizzy.

Kazz · « **Reply #14 on:** July 24, 2012, 07:24:26 AM »

Chapter 2:
The Tempestuous Maelstrom of Chaos

"Admiral Windsor," said Champ. He wore a weary expression, as though his lips were aching for a nap on Veronica's faraway bosoms.

Windsor turned around. He was an old man now, not like he was when Champ was a young man; Windsor had been a young man, then. "Commander Nastie," he said. "You're supposed to salute a superior officer."

"I'm not in the game anymore," Champ said remindingly. "And I haven't been a Commander since I got kicked out of Delta Force for joining the SEALS."

"Very well," said Windsor, who frowned hard, like he was biting on a tough nut to crack, with his teeth and his mind, at the same time. "You ready for a sitrep?"

Champ nodded. "Gimme the sitrep."

Windsor shuffled through some papers, then looked up at a passing mop jockey and snapped his fingers. "Seaman," he said. "What's the sitrep on the sitrep?"

As they kerfuffled, Champ stepped out into the driving rain and lit a cigarette, smoking it with his face as it gazed at the sea. "I know you're out there, wolfpires. I just have to find out where, and then go there and kill you with a gun." He sighed chestfully and returned.

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Okay, the wolfpires have chosen their starting spot. To answer your question, they don't make their first move until Night 1, so they're in column 1 right now.

Day 1

Current Map:

The wolfpire ship is somewhere on the western edge of the map.

All 15 crewmembers accounted for!

Beat Bandit
Bongo Bill
Caithness
Classic
Defenestration
Friday
gahitsu
Geo T. Hermal
jsnlxndrlv
Kayma
LaserBeing
NexAdruin
Nickasummers
THE MAD KING
Zaratustra

It takes 8 votes for a square to fire the cannon.

Classic · « **Reply #15 on:** July 24, 2012, 08:02:21 AM »

So I feel like we need to eliminate 1:[D;E;F;G] as possible starting locations to head off a beeline to the goal.

O, Kazz, are the locations beyond the "shoreline":
A:8-10
B:10
I:10
J:9-10
Failure states for the boat? Are they run aground if they're ever in those spots?

Caithness · « **Reply #16 on:** July 24, 2012, 08:04:12 AM »

The rules say it's impossible for the boat to enter those squares.

Classic · « **Reply #17 on:** July 24, 2012, 08:15:24 AM »

So they do. Whoops.

Zaratustra · « **Reply #18 on:** July 24, 2012, 08:20:35 AM »

There's nothing in the rules that prevents the submarine from barreling through an island, though.
I will vote 1G, assuming the sub crew has gone off both the obvious and the second best routes. Yes I know they could have gone to third and fourth level strategizing.

jsnlxndrlv · « **Reply #19 on:** July 24, 2012, 08:40:56 AM »

If I were the Echo Guy--and I'm not saying that I am-- I'd favor C1 followed by H2 next round, or H1 followed by C2 next round, so I could figure out which half of the map the wolfpires are in. On the other hand, I wouldn't want to tip my hand too much about successful pings, or I'd risk unfortunate jerk attention.

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