Mini 294 - Post Restriction (It's all over!)

[neongrey]

Neongrey walks in, kicking her 'watch this topic link.' She is dressed from head to toe in black, with her face painted white. She pretends to be trapped in an invisible box for a while.

[neongrey]

Neongrey looks distinctly affronted, then points at Goofball accusingly. She walks to an imaginary table, picks up an imaginary ballot, and with an imaginary pencil, places a distinctly not-imaginary

vote

on

Goofball

. She then goes off to walk into the wind somewhere.

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[neongrey]

Neongrey spends some time pointing repeatedly back and forth between Goofball and a nearby scum-covered pond. Handy how that showed up right there.

[neongrey]

Neongrey slaps her forehead, and promptly proceeds to

unvote

.

[neongrey]

Neongrey gathers together a small musical group and hands them a set of directions and materials to build a large, covered form of horse-drawn cart, then sits down and grabs a drink. Possibly she is waiting for the musical group to start building the cart, or possibly she just came up with that particularly horrible pun and had a need to use it immediately.

[neongrey]

Neongrey does in fact appear to be waiting for the band to start building a wagon, thus ruining the joke for anyone else who reads this. Possibly she will even conclude this post by actually getting her italics tags right.

[neongrey]

Neongrey looks around, and hauls out a dartboard, and carefully spends some time writing people's names on it. She sets it up, throws a dart, checks the result, and promptly proceeds to

vote draygn_mage

.

[neongrey]

I'm stumped. I just can't see who could be mafia. Theres not much point lynching a random person because its most likely that there mafia. I say we QUACK

Vote: No Lynch

Neongrey just stares in utter shock and horror upon hearing the above. She puts the dartboard away, makes a vaguely apologetic motion to the person whose name had been hit by her previous game of darts,

unvote

s, then goes right ahead and

vote

s

Quig

.

[neongrey]

Neongrey looks around and scratches her head, then reaches for the dartboard again.

[neongrey]

Neongrey points to Brian and shrugs.

[neongrey]

Neongrey eyes Logic suspiciously. And particularly briefly.

[neongrey]

Neongrey snickers, and hands MOS a smaller pair of scissors, for more precise cutting.

[neongrey]

Neongrey eyes Logic suspiciously. And particularly briefly.

Can you explain the briefly part? I'm not sure if this means you've dropped suspicion. I'm still suspicious of him.

Neongrey indicates a small distance with her hands, holding them up to the length of the post. Which was particularly brief, much like this one.

[neongrey]

Mayhaps the lady's posts need be past a certain length?

Neongrey shakes her head.

[neongrey]

This prompts a thumbs-up and a general nod. But a distinct lack of laughter, because she isn't very funny.

[neongrey]

Head-shake. No, she seems to just not be particularly amusing, despite any efforts to be so.

[neongrey]

neongrey raises her eyebrows, and waves a fish around, making little wiggly stink-lines with her fingers. She then

votes logicticus

.

[neongrey]

from you thinking i had a brief chance of being scum to voting for me, why the change?

Repeated, emphatic head-shake, and another gesture indicating length with her hands. Points to post 115, gives a confirmatory nod as she does so, then goes off to beat her head against a wall.

[neongrey]

Neongrey stumbles up, gives a vague thumbs up in the general direction of the dead scum, then shambles off in search of that sweet giver of life, mother of us all... er, a cup of coffee

.

[neongrey]

Neongrey pokes the game with a stick

.

[neongrey]

Neongrey raises an eyebrow, and starts hopping around a little.

[neongrey]

Neongrey shrugs, but doesn't seem to particularly disagree, either

.

[neongrey]

Neongrey shakes her head, then goes to get herself a vanilla ice cream cone

.

[neongrey]

=/=

She continues to eat her plain, nonaggressive ice cream.

[neongrey]

Neongrey walks into the wind again, then mimes being trapped in a big glass box.

[neongrey]

Shakes her head.

[neongrey]

=

Neongrey breaks open a fortune cookie, then looks at the paper inside. She then mimes pulling something out of a hat, looking questioning.

[neongrey]

Miss DG, would ye mind claimin after we get MoS to claim?

Neongrey points to previous posts of Goofball's.

[neongrey]

Neongrey blinks, shakes her head, then mimes sleeping for a moment, before looking questioning again.

[neongrey]

Neongrey scratches her head, yawns, then reads some more.

[neongrey]

Neongrey mimes something completely incomprehensible, then beats her head against the wall and sighs.

[neongrey]

neongrey - Vanilla/mime/??

Who knows. Perhaps I'll steal from you tonight. Vanilla claim seems strange with the restriction.

Neongrey gives a shrug and a nod, raising no apparent objections. She then glances at D_M and starts counting on her fingers.

[neongrey]

Neongrey points at D_M, then tilts her head questioningly as she draws a finger across her throat in a cutting motion.

[neongrey]

Neongrey shrugs, nods a little, makes a

vote

on

draygn_mage

, and then holds up one finger.

[neongrey]

Arrr... I say first we all admit to our Night Actions.

Neongrey nods, then mimes doing absolutely nothing.

[neongrey]

Neongrey looks throughtful a minute, then points in goofball's direction, and makes a walking-away motion with her fingers on the palm of her hand, then tilts her head quesitoningly

.

[neongrey]

Neongrey shakes her head kind of, then points in Goofball's direction, and makes a bird flying away motion.

[neongrey]

With DG gone this week

Neongrey just nods a few times

.

[neongrey]

Neongrey nods, then pokes MoS with a stick.

[neongrey]

Neongrey pauses, pokes the spot where Goofball would be if she were present, ponders some more about the current vacancy, then goes ahead and

Votes

for

Goofball

, anyway.

[neongrey]

Now the two of them are trying to silence DG before she has a chance to defend herself and reveal what she did during the night. I'm now convinced that MoS and neongrey are the scum.

Neongrey shakes her head, but

unvotes

anyway, then sits down to wait.

[neongrey]

Neongrey shuffles through a few threads, pulls out a calendar, and points to the 23rd.

[neongrey]

Neongrey twiddles her thumbs, walks around a little, poking the known absentees with her finger, then kicks the thread above the locked threads.

[neongrey]

Hell. See how good my instincts are; I was all ready to jump all over Draygn_mage.

Gotta say, I was beating my head against the wall half the time trying to figure out how to actually mime things without going over the edge. Goofball... well, I was dead-convinced she was scum right at the start, obviously, but got kinda talked out of that. I was kind of turning in that direction, a little too late.

But yeah, my restriction was driving me insane, but I seem to have managed.

[neongrey]

Was that your actual restriction?

If it was, while I like the idea of having to run your text through a dialectizer of some kind (babelfish would be very interesting), I think the one you were using was somewhat... less than ideal.

On the other hand, I can manually do 1337-5p34k, if of an older dialect, so, heh, that would be neat, too.

[neongrey]

I'll keep an eye open for it.

As long as I don't get mime again.