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#586
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Well, that's a twist! )
No, that's all nonsense. In reality, it doesn't depend solely on me, but I'll be waiting for Oota to deliver a swift conclusion. Because everything is becoming too predictable.
 

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#587
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We can analyze the options and give us a technical victory ^^
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#588
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Voting results:

Execute Ment - 7 votes (Arandor, Vespyr, Rudyy, 0xFF, Larisa, Neyra).
Execute Gur - 2 votes (Ment, Drakkoshka).
Did not vote - 1 person (Gur).

Ment was doing maintenance today. He was cleaning the wheels, overhauling the engine, and checking the harpoon. When Ment noticed a suspicious-looking crowd at the hangar door, both of his components quickly jumped into the buggy and floored it. The car drove into the crowd; it could have ended with casualties if a person with a crown on his head hadn't stepped forward. The car crashed into him...
Both of the virus brothers died in this car accident. The person with the crown was unharmed.

The day is over, the night begins.
I'm reminding you for the second time, voting is good for your health.
Batman is a murderer no less than the Joker, for all the lives the Joker took that Batman could've saved by killing him.
Elizer Yudkovsky, "HP and the Methods of Rationality".
Мой ник транслитерируется по-разному, но я предпочитаю варианты Оот и Ооот.
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#589
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But Ment played really well; I even wanted to suggest that the Mafia execute someone from the town. His sympathy for the negative side was off the charts. And the role with the bike is the most visually appealing one. Something is definitely working for the redhead.

жизни выцветшие карточки хлам
лиц расквашенные лампочки хлам
между жидких начинаний
сам в крови воспоминаний
поваляться захотел


Молодое зло телами в масле
Застилает взор багровый зной
Если хочешь ты чтоб я был счастлив
Наизнанку вывернись со мной
Бахромою плоть дурная драма
До рассвета нервы в решето
Валидола вмажь по вене мама
За моё счастливое ничто
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#591
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Day 5. Vigilante Justice.




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Neira Drake was running through the city. Her intuition told her that tonight someone would try to take justice into their own hands and deal with the remaining bandits. Of course, there was nothing wrong with the act of retribution itself – but everything should be done according to the law, through a general vote of the city's residents!
Neira turned into an alley and peered into a basement window. Her intuition urged her to take a closer look. And sure enough, in the far corner of the room, standing at a table, was Larisa! She was mixing some liquids, pouring them into bottles, and sticking labels on them...
Neira's premonition told her that a crime was about to be committed right here and now. She gripped the hammer more firmly and began to wait.
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed. Neira managed to roll aside before the wall of the building collapsed. The girl looked into the opening – a huge projectile had literally flattened Larisa.
Neira seemed to freeze, staring at one point. Footsteps were heard behind her, but she didn't even turn around.
A cold hand rested on her shoulder.
- Eh, Glinko, Glinko... - Rudyy said quietly. - He always was prone to impulsive decisions... And I told him that I would need a living criminal to create a Byte of Life...
VesperLindt, who had read these words on his lips through the scope of the Cannon, blushed embarrassedly.
- Rudyy, what about those two robots that were on Windows' side? - Neira asked. - Wouldn't they work?
Rudyy slapped himself on the forehead and, with a measured, mechanical gait, ran towards Windows' hangars. Neira hurried after him.
Not far from the hangar, Rudyy spat and handed Neira a pair of binoculars.
- Here, look.
Neira put the binoculars to her eyes. There, on the edge of the world, 0xFF and Gur were floating, holding hands. Each of them had boxes on their backs, filled with fireworks.
As if they heard, Gur took another rocket from his cabin and pulled the pin, aiming it backward. High in the sky, it exploded in a four-color Windows logo...

Far, far away, in a dark, dark room in front of a glowing green laptop screen, Arandor was sitting. Smiling, he closed all connections, typed "init 0," and dissolved into thin air.
Far, far away, on a green clearing under a plasticine sky, Drakkosha was grazing. Her thoughts flowed smoothly and evenly. Reflecting on the unity of opposites, she bit off a blade of grass and ate it with relish. Everything was fine...

Game Results.
Alive:
2. Rudyy
3. Neira Drake
5. Arandor
7. Drakkosha
9. VesperLindt

Dead:
1. MyHighness
4. 0xFF
6. Al-Parazon
8. Ment
10. Shamrock Rover
11. Gur
12. Ursula
13. Larisa
14. RiMpel2

The city won!
Batman is a murderer no less than the Joker, for all the lives the Joker took that Batman could've saved by killing him.
Elizer Yudkovsky, "HP and the Methods of Rationality".
Мой ник транслитерируется по-разному, но я предпочитаю варианты Оот и Ооот.
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#592
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Post the log there. Otherwise, I feel like I missed the first day, and since then, I've been playing on autopilot.
And yes, I was definitely being an imbecile.
А, вот почему.

🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕
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#593
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Glink – quite the character. A real go-getter.

жизни выцветшие карточки хлам
лиц расквашенные лампочки хлам
между жидких начинаний
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Молодое зло телами в масле
Застилает взор багровый зной
Если хочешь ты чтоб я был счастлив
Наизнанку вывернись со мной
Бахромою плоть дурная драма
До рассвета нервы в решето
Валидола вмажь по вене мама
За моё счастливое ничто
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#594
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Hooray! ))

It turned out to be a great game, Oot! Congratulations on your excellent debut as a GM! ^^

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No, well, you could have, of course, not shot, but I just wanted to ^^
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#595
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VesperLindt
No, well, you could have, of course, not shot, but I really wanted to ^^
Everyone wanted to. And for me, damn it, the whole game turned out without any non-damaging spells.

Added after 45 seconds
*wipes his nose with a sweeping hand gesture*

жизни выцветшие карточки хлам
лиц расквашенные лампочки хлам
между жидких начинаний
сам в крови воспоминаний
поваляться захотел


Молодое зло телами в масле
Застилает взор багровый зной
Если хочешь ты чтоб я был счастлив
Наизнанку вывернись со мной
Бахромою плоть дурная драма
До рассвета нервы в решето
Валидола вмажь по вене мама
За моё счастливое ничто
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#596
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This turned out to be a great game, Oot! Congratulations on your excellent debut as a GM! ^^
Thank you! =-)

About the Clues
I tried to make the clues of equal difficulty and without long chains of associations. Apparently, it didn't quite work out – they figured out the clue for Ala right away, but didn't figure out the clue for Larisa at all.
Maybe I should have planned "false leads" right away in the clue for Ala?..

Clue for Ala:
The next morning, in the forest, they found the corpse of a huge beast nicknamed Ursula. Armor plates, fangs, claw-hands – everything indicated surrender to a projectile of unprecedented caliber, which completely blew out the creature's skull. This was the first good news for the townspeople in a long time…
As everyone guessed, the chain is: May 8 => signing of surrender.

Clues for Larisa:
In the evening, RiMpel2, as usual, ran streams of information through his mind, trying to calculate the bookmark in the networks through which Windows controlled this world. Suddenly, the bytes in front of his eyes swirled in a dance, turning into a distorted, malevolent face…
- Your fate was determined at the moment you switched to Unix, traitor!
A lightning bolt struck from the crown on the head of the vision. It took the life that flickered in the heterogeneous plastnanostructures of RiMpel2…
Many people identified the word, but couldn't solve the clue. It's a pity, because the clue in the profile was right in front of them: the game of Go => a deterministic game.
Shamrock Rover was clearing the dishes after the party. Yes, being a gracious host is not easy, but how much useful information can you gather at dinner parties!
Suddenly, an electrical crackle sounded behind him. Shamrock turned around and recoiled, dropping a plate on the floor.
- So, you are the famous byte carrier? - said a semi-transparent head, crowned with a crown. A smirk crossed its face. - Let me take a look at your genotype...
- No!.. Please!.. - Shamrock tried to cover himself with his hands. In response, only a guttural laugh sounded. A blinding flash...
Again, many people identified the word, but again, they didn't really try to solve it. The chain, as always, was straightforward: 46 chromosomes => human genotype.

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Batman is a murderer no less than the Joker, for all the lives the Joker took that Batman could've saved by killing him.
Elizer Yudkovsky, "HP and the Methods of Rationality".
Мой ник транслитерируется по-разному, но я предпочитаю варианты Оот и Ооот.
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#597
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Thanks to everyone for the game! It was very interesting and fun, it's a pity that it was almost one-sided. Random dictated its own rules, and not only that. Random gave Arandor the role of investigator, right? But it was he, playing as the investigator, who turned out to be quite successful, investigating those who really needed to be investigated. And so it was in many cases. Rudy was great, Larisa played simply magnificently (although I criticized a couple of things at the time, but never mind, it fades in comparison to the beauty of the daytime game). I had a great team, especially Saret and Highness (unfortunately, Al left the conference after the execution). And Gur did a great job of stalling when they tried to execute him, giving us a chance to switch votes. City, congratulations on the victory!
 

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#598
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And in my case, the whole game turned out without any non-disclosure agreements.
*feels remorse, kicks pebbles with his boot* ^^

I thought the cannon was more important... *in an apologetic tone* ))
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#599
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VesperLindt
*feels remorse, kicks pebbles with her boot* ^^

I thought the cannon was more important... *in a contrite tone* ))
*in a lecturing tone* But did you think about Ursula, Shamrock? They wanted to live so much! *peacefully looks at the graves of her comrades*

жизни выцветшие карточки хлам
лиц расквашенные лампочки хлам
между жидких начинаний
сам в крови воспоминаний
поваляться захотел


Молодое зло телами в масле
Застилает взор багровый зной
Если хочешь ты чтоб я был счастлив
Наизнанку вывернись со мной
Бахромою плоть дурная драма
До рассвета нервы в решето
Валидола вмажь по вене мама
За моё счастливое ничто
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#600
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Now, a few words about the game master. We have an unwritten rule on the forum, and it's quite clear: the first attempt is often flawed. When someone runs a game for the first time, a whole series of mishaps happens: roles are distributed incorrectly, to the wrong people, a lot of unnecessary things are written, half of the night actions are forgotten in the newspapers, and those that are remembered are displayed incorrectly. And so on. But you remember – Oot is the inventor of the role cards, right? Our GM this time was a pure mathematician, so there were no mishaps from the start. The game was conducted clearly, the rules were stated from the very beginning, and nothing changed during the game, not even a little. The newspapers were published exactly on time, despite the fact that the mafia sent night actions sometimes in the last seconds. No information was leaked to anyone. In short, there were no complaints. A special thank you to the game master for that. Keep it up, Oot!
 

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Now, a few words about the game master. We have an unwritten rule on the forum, and it's quite clear: the first attempt is always a bit rough. When someone runs a game for the first time, a whole series of mishaps happen: roles are distributed incorrectly, to the wrong people, a lot of unnecessary things are written, half of the night actions are forgotten in the newspapers, and those that are remembered are displayed incorrectly. And so on. But you remember – Oot is the inventor of the role cards, right? Our GM this time was a pure mathematician, so there were no mishaps from the start. The game was conducted clearly, the rules were stated from the very beginning, and nothing changed throughout the game, not even a little. The newspapers were published exactly on time, despite the fact that the mafia sent the night actions sometimes in the last seconds. No information was leaked to anyone. In short, there were no complaints. For this, a special thank you to the game master. Keep it up, Oot!
You really praised him =-) Thank you very much!
Batman is a murderer no less than the Joker, for all the lives the Joker took that Batman could've saved by killing him.
Elizer Yudkovsky, "HP and the Methods of Rationality".
Мой ник транслитерируется по-разному, но я предпочитаю варианты Оот и Ооот.