• posted a message on Star Trek: Myriad Universes Mafia IV: Day 4
    A familiar lens filter appears as Q departs, and an equally and unfortunately familiar nonlinear being in the form of an Orion steps onto the station.

    "All right, everyone," she says. "Looks like you mortals are having your fun again, but be careful, because if I hear y'all have to ask for more prods, I'm gonna prod them, and you might not like my methods~"

    With a cackle, the Prophet mercifully leaves without saying anything further.
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  • posted a message on How to build a deck that isnt so expensive? (beginner)
    Talking about proxies is one thing, and we can even have discussions about counterfeits with regards to their impact on the game, but advocating buying counterfeit cards is something MTGS cannot allow. Thread locked. Lock
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  • posted a message on Star Trek: Myriad Universes Mafia IV: Day 4
    Votecount: Day 3

    Chandra's Fiery Cat (2): Shockwave07 (2005), Citricbase (2243)
    Shockwave07 (8): Silvercrys3467 (1969), KingofDominaria (2228), Wheat_Grinder (2232), Cythare (2251), tomsloger (2255), D_V (2256), Brinatoo (2260), Half_Time (2271)
    Half_Time (1): Kosakosa (2207)

    Not Voting: Killjoy, Chandra's Fiery Cat, Zinger2099

    A flash of light blinds everyone on the promenade as Q suddenly appears. He takes a look around.

    "Ah, you've decided on my favourite Starfleet admiral," Q says in an over-the-top excited voice. He steps over to the encircled Shockwave before ripping the admiral's insignia off him. "You do know you're not a real admiral, right?"

    "That's a stupid question," Shockwave says imperiously.

    "Yes, I suppose so," Q replies dryly, rolling his eyes at having walked right into that one.

    "You're not going to give him over to... her, are you?" Asks one of the station's inhabitants warily.

    "Oh, heavens no," Q says. "He'd be safer with 0, and that's saying something."

    As if on cue, a familiar lens filter appears over the station, but Q raises a hand sharply and it vanishes with a flash of light. "No, not today. Not while I still have to figure out where all this tachyon interference is coming from." Belatedly, he realizes the station's inhabitants have no idea what he's talking about. "All you lot need to know is that you should never ask for something new, something different from an omnipotent being. I've made that mistake twice now and we're all stuck with a maniacal sadist of a divine being. Again."

    Q turns back to Shockwave and notices that he's actually managed to give Q the slip. Q barks out a laugh and snaps his fingers. Shockwave appears in front of him, hanged by his neck from the second floor like a pope-on-a-rope from the Cardassian and Dominion occupations.

    "Believe me," Q says darkly as he turns his back to the rest of the station's inhabitants. He walks away slowly, quietly adding, "If I'm right, I just did him a favour."

    Patrick, Mafia Lunatic has been lynched.

    Night actions are due to Annorax by Monday, August 15 at 11:00 PM CST

    Rax edit: Timezone standardization; not gonna take time away from you.
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  • posted a message on Star Trek: Myriad Universes Mafia IV: Day 4
    A familiar lens filter covers the station as an unfortunately familiar figure steps onto the promenade.

    Votecount 3.1

    Chandra's Fiery Cat (3): Shockwave07 (2005), Brinatoo (2126), Kosakosa (2143)
    tomsloger (2): Half_Time (2175), D_V (2178)
    Shockwave07 (2): Silvercrys3467 (1969), Cythare (2153)
    Half_Time (2): tomsloger (2122), Wheat_Grinder (2125)

    Not Voting: Killjoy, Chandra's Fiery Cat, Zinger2099, KingofDominaria, Citricbase

    With 14 alive, it's 8 to lynch.

    The Prophet takes a deep breath and shouts, "All right, mortals, listen up! You heard Q! I want to see a body and you don't even have 48 of your hours to give it to me!"

    Q appears in a flash of light and says, "Temper, temper, dear Prophet. You know how this is going to turn out." He lowers his voice and mutters, "Of course, I only have your word to go on there..." His voice picks up again as he continues, "You need patience, or whatever passes for it in nonlinear beings, my little avatar of id."

    "Fine," the Prophet grumbles. She spins on her heel and storms out of the promenade with no additional theatrics, leaving the station's inhabitants to sort out each others' true allegiances. Q offers a wry smile as he snaps his fingers and vanishes in a flash of light along with the mystic lens filter.
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  • posted a message on Legacy open Sacramento winner
    This is a massive necro. Locking now. Lock
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  • posted a message on Star Trek: Myriad Universes Mafia IV: Day 4
    It turns out the Prophet hadn't truly vanished. As Shockwave07 casts the final vote, she appears, casually strolling onto the promenade. Nine of the station's inhabitants gather around TappingStones, whose only words are, "JUST BECAUSE YOU VOTE DOESN'T MEAN WE LIVE IN A DEMOCRACY! THE FEDERATION IS A TECHNOCRATIC MERITOCRACY! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND!" As the nine ponder the meaning of half-baked sociopolitical commentary employed as distraction, TappingStones leaps impressively above the crowd, and then somersaults over the Prophet before bolting towards an adjoining hallway.

    The passage of time seems to slow to a crawl, though the Prophet is unaffected, casually turning toward the would-be escapee. Lazily, effortlessly, she slings her whip forward, catching TappingStones around the ankle and tripping him.

    "You knew the rules going into this, corporeal being. If I want, I get to play with whichever misbehaving mortal the rest of the station wants gone," she says playfully. Cocking her head back and glancing over her shoulder, she announces to the rest of the station's inhabitants, "Don't follow me unless you want to join in getting your stones tapped, too."

    With one hand, she picks up TappingStones and slings him over one shoulder, back against hers as he kicks fruitlessly at the air, screaming about how omnipotent beings make every conspiracy theory true. Whether the Prophet cares about this or even hears it is unknown, but she takes TappingStones into a nearby set of quarters.

    Silence hangs over the station for the next hour.

    The Prophet emerges from her appropriated quarters, everyone having given the room a wide berth. With a smirk on her face, she announces, "It looks like I broke my new toy. Q isn't going to be pleased." She affects a melodramatic sigh. "I suppose that's the advantage of being outside linear time. I already know what he'll say. That was my toy, and I broke it. That's all."

    She saunters slowly off the promenade, fading into nothingness as this brief episode as an ephemeral being is over. The station's inhabitants ruminate over the spectacle they just witnessed as they head off to their own quarters for the night, wondering whether or not Q will spare the Prophet's next plaything.

    Jack, Genetically Engineered Genius/Town Lunatic has been lynched.

    Night actions are due to Annorax by Friday, July 29 at 9 PM PST.
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  • posted a message on Star Trek: Myriad Universes Mafia IV: Day 4
    The station becomes hazy, and a familiar lens filter appears.

    Votecount 2.4 - Outside Linear Time

    Silvercrys3467 (1): DoTArchon
    Half_Time (1): Mindreaver
    TappingStones (8): Wheat_Grinder, Cythare, tomsloger, Half_Time, Silvercrys3467, KingofDominaria, Brinatoo, D_V
    D_V (1): Kosakosa
    tomsloger (1): TappingStones

    Not Voting: (4) Killjoy, Necarg, Rhand, Shockwave07

    The now-familiar, oddly provocatively dressed female Prophet appears amidst the crowd of familiar apparitions of friends, family, and even foes long past. Slowly, purposefully, she removes her belt, and it shapeshifts into a wicked-looking whip. She throws a disaffected glance at a certain participant, and for the first time since punishing Necarg, she speaks.

    "What is it that corporeal being would say here? I want to tap those stones?"

    The apparitions and lens filter fade over the course of the next few moments, but the Prophet serving as Q's opposite number remains for a few brief heartbeats longer.
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  • posted a message on Star Trek: Myriad Universes Mafia IV: Day 4
    Suddenly, the station's lights become hazy, and a familiar lens filter appears.

    Votecount 2.3 - The Prophets Exist Outside Linear Time, So Be Glad They're Even Numbering This

    Silvercrys3467 (1): DoTArchon
    Half_Time (2): Mindreaver, TappingStones
    TappingStones (7): Wheat_Grinder, Cythare, tomsloger, Half_Time, Brinatoo, Silvercrys3467, KingofDominaria (L-2)
    D_V (1): Kosakosa

    Not Voting: (5) Killjoy, Necarg, Rhand, Shockwave07, D_V

    The lens filter fades, but not before a certain Prophet with a strange aura, whip-like belt a little loose and unfastened on her waist, takes one last look around the station with a smirk uncharacteristic of a timeless immortal being.
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  • posted a message on Star Trek: Myriad Universes Mafia IV: Day 4
    Quote from Brinatoo »
    Necarg unvoted Fable at #152 but it still applied


    Facepalm

    I see what I did. I accidentally read "unvote name" as "vote name."

    My bad for reporting that vote as standing when it clearly shouldn't have been.
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  • posted a message on Star Trek: Myriad Universes Mafia IV: Day 4
    Quote from Brinatoo »
    Quote from Annorax »
    Quote from Brinatoo »
    Hey Annorax, is the first votecount correct?

    Still working on the voting inconsistencies.


    The first votecount for toDay is correct; I ran it twice. I'll do another one tonight after I'm off work.
    Sorry, I meant the first votecount overall, meaning Day 1 first votecount Stardate 69966.5 or Post #245.


    As the one who did that votecount, can you tell me what seems to be the issue? I know I skipped a few unbolded votes, if that's what you're thinking of.
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