Halloween 2024: The Time Travellers' Party [D2]

[madge]

FYI I'm in a nail appointment for about another hour, I forgot exactly when I set the deadline, but if it's in the next hour don't expect it to be called on time, sorry all poor planning on my part

[Seven]

Because unlike the rest of you, I don't have my preference set to not being seen while online, so Seven sees me looking at the thread a bunch.

That’s not it. As I mentioned, you’re less involved this game that normal. I don’t think it’s necessarily due to alignment because you’ve been very involved when rolling scum. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.

[moody7277]

Because unlike the rest of you, I don't have my preference set to not being seen while online, so Seven sees me looking at the thread a bunch.

That’s not it. As I mentioned, you’re less involved this game that normal. I don’t think it’s necessarily due to alignment because you’ve been very involved when rolling scum. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.

If I said work has been more hectic lately, that would feel like making an excuse, and I don't want to do that. If it were serious enough to really affect my playing (like a car crash or intestinal surgery) I would ask to be subbed out.

[Seven]

Because unlike the rest of you, I don't have my preference set to not being seen while online, so Seven sees me looking at the thread a bunch.

That’s not it. As I mentioned, you’re less involved this game that normal. I don’t think it’s necessarily due to alignment because you’ve been very involved when rolling scum. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.

If I said work has been more hectic lately, that would feel like making an excuse, and I don't want to do that. If it were serious enough to really affect my playing (like a car crash or intestinal surgery) I would ask to be subbed out.

Ok <3

[Seven]

FYI I'm in a nail appointment for about another hour, I forgot exactly when I set the deadline, but if it's in the next hour don't expect it to be called on time, sorry all poor planning on my part

You should do my pfp

[AdumbroDeus]

Sorry about doing this early, but it's been about 40 minutes since actual game content so I think I can safely say the game has stalled and everyone got out what they need to get out. (Plus, I wanna get this out so I can go out with my hubby and stop babysitting the game)


1st vote: Moody

2nd Vote: Moody

So, people who thought there was more to my role were correct. It's actually a really creative role which I'll fully explain toMorrow. Everything I've said about it so far is true however. I doubt Seven will ever be convinced I'm town but but I was on Wam before I knew he was a JOAT or in doctor who, so at the very least recalibrate your target theories.

Since Bessie answered, not only do I actually agree with Bessie's read, I think it's plausible she assumed that it's such a natural understanding she didn't even think to hide it. It's similar to the theory that made me give Mac every result on him as a psychic, otherwise since as a protect he would have already been stumped before the kill step and he'd no longer be validly able to react to being targeted by the kill. Its just that usually the inspector isn't alive to make use of the results. I also fundamentally think that even with the variability, compulsiveness makes sense as a balancing decision because if the cop could just skip paranoid and naive nights, or even insane nights, the role would be too strong.

Mak's earlier arguments against Bessie were plain weird (especially with questions she literally already answered) but with the more recent content I'm starting to think Mak is pulling what Seven did from last Halloween.

Thea, as I said, shades of Chaco from Bingo mafia. Chaco was way more blunt about it, but the thought progression does not make sense from a townie perspective at all. Combined that with prior subtly manipulative tells (I really encourage everyone to and I'm pretty sure this is scum-Thea (which makes Fredd scum too) and probably town-Wam. Definitely not aligned, I guess misreading Wam as a different scum faction is possible but if that's what I happened it's likely role related. I don't think they're with somi though, most likely an indy faction.

Santy is, I guess just next in natural POE. Feels like a general townie thought progression but I don't see anything out of his range.

Seven's ever more insane theories just hyper solidify him as town.

FYI I'm in a nail appointment for about another hour, I forgot exactly when I set the deadline, but if it's in the next hour don't expect it to be called on time, sorry all poor planning on my part

Don't worry about it, I'm hammering now which means day ends instantly, so you don't have to call time ^_^

[AdumbroDeus]

And in case of formatting error...

Doublevote: Moody

[madge]

Confirm both that adum has a double vote and that my nails look amazing. I assume that it's hammer but I'll sort it out in half an hour or so

[madge]

I am operating from the unofficial VCs, please PM me if this is wrong. I'll post the flip with the flavour in like half an hour, since I assume that if Adum hadn't actually hammered a few hours ago people would have posted whinging about it.

Votals:
moody - 6 - Thea, Fred, Mak, Wam, Adum, Adum
Makhaira - 2 - moody, bessie
wam - 2 - Santygrass, Seven.

Moody has been voted off.

It is now dusk.


Also my nails are indeed incredible, see:

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FYI I'm in a nail appointment for about another hour, I forgot exactly when I set the deadline, but if it's in the next hour don't expect it to be called on time, sorry all poor planning on my part

You should do my pfp

It's too small can't see it well enough also it's not nearly garish enough for me

[madge]

[Note: this flavour was written with the help of AI, because this prose so not my style, but I really wanted to include it]

The party is a tessellation of timelines, slipping in and out of sync like bad radio signals. Each guest is both anchor and echo, their laughter breaking across centuries. She stands at the periphery, a glass of something that never existed in hand, watching the ripple of quantum improbabilities as the room shifts.

She wears a dress made from the fabric of an unmade revolution—its red smoulders against the pale backdrop of the soulless function room. Her hair is knotted with shards of future glass; they catch light from chandeliers that swing slightly too slow for this century. She waits, knowing she won’t arrive. Knowing she will.

The air shivers as new arrivals pour in: a poet reciting in a language that died before fire, a soldier in camouflage that shifts like sand dunes. She turns her head for a moment—just a moment—and there she is.

***

Blue,

Stephen Hawking’s time traveller party is exactly what you’d expect: a vortex of champagne flutes and paradoxes. The RSVP list was sent backward through epochs. No one here received it by accident.

The Hawk King is not here. He has already slipped between seconds, vanishing into the labyrinth of time he so meticulously mapped. His party is still in motion, though, a waltz of paradoxes and suspicion. The air hums with tension as accusations pass like flint against steel.

I didn’t expect to see you tonight. Which is why, of course, I came.

Traveler 3465—she insists on being called Carly, though her cover strains under this crowd’s curious gaze—hovers near the punch bowl, scanning the room with a predator’s precision. She looks exactly as she does in 2112, when we sabotaged her Director's predictive matrix together. Her eyes meet mine briefly, and I wonder if she remembers the night we faced off in a collapsing supercomputer, code and fire raining around us.

I thought this would be a fitting place to meet you again, a convergence of everything we are: seekers, saboteurs, lovers of impossible edges. I have seen you on a thousand battlefields, your blade humming with light that fractures futures. Tonight, I only want to see you.

But even here, even now, war leaks into the cracks. Carly—Traveler 3465, the others whisper—is caught. Someone saw the glint of her Time Modulator, the sleek lines of its forbidden design marking her as a confederate of the Hawk King. They encircle her near the long table of hors d’oeuvres, their voices low but sharp.

"She serves him," one says, a scholar from a century long collapsed.

"Proof," demands another, and the Time Modulator is wrenched from her coat, held aloft like a jewel from a dragon's hoard.

Carly doesn’t flinch. Her gaze cuts across the room, defiant and unrepentant. They restrain her with soft hands and sterner intentions—binding her wrists with temporal threads that shimmer like spider silk. She doesn’t resist, but there is fire in her eyes as they lead her to the antechamber where judgement waits.

You never walk, Blue. You arrive. The deep blue fabric of your dress, threaded with stars from a galaxy we burned together, catches the chandelier’s light.

I retreat to a quiet corner, far from the champagne and intersecting timelines. It’s safer to watch you from a distance, though nothing has ever truly been safe between us. We’ve met in battles and ruins, in ages before language and on the cusp of futures too fragile to breathe. Yet here you are, now, slipping a glass of wine from a tray and tilting your head as if you’ve found me already.

Do you smile when you read this? I hope you do. I imagine you holding this letter, tilting it to catch the faint scent of gunpowder ink. I imagine you seeing the truth in my words, that you are the only real thing in this fractured war.

You step through the murmuring throng, a vision wrapped in indigo, the fabric laced with the faint shimmer of a timeline I have yet to ruin. You don’t look at Carly; you look only at me.

When you reach me, you don’t speak. You only press a hand against mine, brief as a breath, but enough to undo me. Enough to remind me that even this—the fragile peace of a stolen moment—is worth betraying the war for.

"Do you believe in fate?" you whisper, the words slipping between us like a thread.

"Only the kind we make," I reply, and the smile that flickers across your lips could end the universe.

I feel your hand brush mine again as you pass me a folded slip of paper, unnoticed by the crowd. It is heavy with words you would never speak aloud, words meant only for my eyes. I hold it tightly, letting its weight anchor me in this moment.

They’ll call this treason, our meeting here. They’ll call our letters betrayal. Perhaps they’re right. I think of Carly, held by silk threads that cannot break, her Time Modulator confiscated, her face as still and sharp as the edge of a knife. Did she know this was her fate when she walked into the party? Did she choose her side with the same recklessness I chose mine?

I don’t care.

I care only for the slip of paper in my hand, the feel of your fingertips as you linger for one heartbeat longer than necessary. I care for the way you tilt your head, as if daring me to follow you, to abandon this war and all its demands.

For now, I will wait for the next moment we steal from this war, for the next party, the next battlefield, the next star we burn together.

Yours until the last timeline burns,
Red



Moody was voted off. He was Traveler 3465 (Carly), Loud Backup, aligned with Mafia.

It is now Night 3. Day 4 will start in just under 2 days, see counter: https://www.tickcounter.com/countdown/6 ... y-4-starts

Timing note: Day 4 will end more or less exactly a week from Day 3’s deadline, are people good with that? Because of the way my schedule is, it can either end exactly a week from Day 3’s deadline (i.e. now) or exactly a week from Day 4 start (i.e. a 1 week day instead of a 5 day day). Let me know via PM if you have a strong preference either way.

[madge]

It is now dawn. All submitted night actions are locked.

If you didn't submit yours yet, you still have until deadline to submit it. I may start sending PMs before deadline, if you receive a PM that doesn't mean it's D4 yet, wait for the official day start post before posting.

[madge]

He’d arrived at the party in a DeLorean, which was travelling with the speed of a well-flung curveball.

And so, too, was the odd man with the wild hair himself a bit of a curveball. He had been running around the party, making a commotion, but most of it was with his eagerness to discuss science with anyone who would listen.

Which, given this was a time traveller party thrown by a famous physicist, was quite a few people.

Then, the lights went out. There were concerned, hushed voices. Some people enabled their own light sources, but the darkness was too strong, somehow permeating through the light rather than the light permeating through the darkness.

The lights went on. Doc Brown’s DeLorean had been moved into the centre of the function room and wrapped in layer after layer of clingfilm. Doc Brown was in there, frantically trying to get out, but it was no use. He was stuck.

The Hawk King’s servants had sent a message: they’re still here. They’re still angry. And they’re coming for you.


[Image generated by AI]


Jack of all Trades used Parrot

Jack of all Trades used Doctor

[Makhaira] is [Town]

Jack of all Trades used Role Watcher

Bessie was killed in the night. She was Doc Brown, Compulsive Variable-Reliability Publishing Cop, aligned with Town.

With 7 alive, it is 4 to hammer (not a typo this time either).

It is now Day 4. Night 4 will end in 3 days (https://www.tickcounter.com/countdown/6 ... riday-sale) - this is a shorter deadline than normal, but there’s not as many of you, so I’m sure you’ll figure it out.

If this deadline is unpopular, here are the two most viable alternatives, as I suspect they may be even less popular:
https://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/ ... T12&p1=196
https://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/ ... T18&p1=196

[AdumbroDeus]

Damnit, I was hoping not to wake up.

At work and will full claim as soon as I get off but I will say that I'm tapped out now. That includes my double vote being gone.

[Seven]

Are you Bishop?

[Seven]

@Santy can you explain your night action. I'd like for this to be done before anything else.

[AdumbroDeus]

So, I'm the unmarried mother aka Jane, from " '—All You Zombies—' ".

My ability is I get Nk'd, I go back in time from two nights in the future to warn my past self to stop it from happening. This happened night 1.

However, there are now two of me, which means I have a double vote. It's stated in my role PM that if I gain any powers I can use it twice. I mentioned something not having any future night actions unless I'm given some and not thinking that's a thing in this setup.

I can activate this ability early to gain the double vote and doubled night action, but at the expense of wasting my BP if I don't get targeted during a night that there's two of me.

I definitely invite everyone to read the short story to see if I'm telling the truth. It's a genuinely weird experimental science fiction short story, but within the context of the story I think two of me existing at the same time and future me being able to prevent my death makes sense because...

All you Zombies

Jane was only born because two of herself/himself existed at the same time due to time traveling from the future. Jane is intersex, AFAB, and after giving birth it's discovered and Jane is forcibly transitioned to a man. Also Jane's baby is kidnapped.

Jane later is recruited for the Temporal Bureau, goes back in time and ends up having sex with their younger self, causing the pregnancy.

It later turns out that the person who recruited Jane kidnapped the baby and takes the baby to an orphanage in the past, said baby IS Jane. The person who recruited Jane to the Temporal Bureau is also a significantly older Jane. Jane is their own Mother, Father, and the person who made it possible for them to time travel in the first place.

I'll also add that, while I'm not by any means a professional analyst, but the prose used in the EoD flavor post does remind me a lot of the prose from " '—All You Zombies—' "

And to explain my behavior, I was peacocking to attract the NK. I remain concerned that I'm a liability in yeet or lose, but also I just think that as an effective VT from toDay on, i'm less valuable than *guestures vaguely at the dead cop*

So I decided to try to get NK'd a second time, I was hoping the combination of me saying that I have a really creative role which I'll fully explain toMorrow creating both fear that I'm too dangerous to be left alive and fear of what I might potentially know, my double vote which they didn't know would expire potentially being an endgaming barrier, invoking Seven's yeeter theory in a way that suggested I might be a yeeter with a target of whoever is doing the kills/on the killing team, and just the existence of Mak's theory the self-yeet was a self-preservation play might be enough to get me killed.

Generally I was trying to maintain deniability about whether I actually knew I was killed or just figured it out through NA analysis and arrogance for the exact reason Thea said, if I knew for sure it meant I was one shot.

Unfortunately, the role is really creative but... Unless I was gifted a power, but I felt that unless I wasn't a NK target til yeet or lose (particularly 3 person) the rest of the role was pretty useless, so I just played it as a one shot BP. I will add that I didn't realize my double vote was going to be added to the yeet requirement, so I was also initially confused at the vote total change. After Wam figured it was a double voter added to the total votes I sent Madge and Sabrar a message saying they were mean with a crying emoji. I don't think I've ever seen double votes being used that way but I think it makes the role more of a one shot bulletproof- than a one shot bulletproof+, but it does have pizzaz!

I don't have further role information but I did think that Wam was probably my most likely n1 killer. Sure there's fear purely from skill and perceived townieness combined with reputation, but I feel like Wam was the only one who would feel specifically threatened by me. I think I PROBABLY was wrong there now though

Oh and @Seven, look! I shrooped again! About my scumbuddy, Thea! :p

[AdumbroDeus]

Are you Bishop?

Nope! I'm just Jane, an..

all you zombies spoilers

An intersex person whose their own mother/father/military recruiter!

[AdumbroDeus]

@Santy can you explain your night action. I'd like for this to be done before anything else.

I agree with this, especially given their prior comments in regards to holstering. I'd also like to know who Wam used his abilities on.

[Seven]

@Adum makes sense. All You Zombies sounds like the film Predestination. I wonder if the film is based on the idea.

[AdumbroDeus]

@Adum makes sense. All You Zombies sounds like the film Predestination. I wonder if the film is based on the idea.

As per the Sydney morning herald, yes Predestination is based on " '—All You Zombies—' ".

I hope you read the short story rather than just looking in the spoiler tags.

Game relatedly, after you talk with Santy, I think I'm finally read to read flavor into setup. This start of day post is pretty pregnant with implications.

[AdumbroDeus]

To clarify, I'm saying that because the story is genuinely really cool! And really glad Madge and Sabrar introduced me to it and I hope others can enjoy it.

Also, Madge wasn't lying, her nails ARE amazing!

[Seven]

I'll definitely give it a read.

Also, Madge wasn't lying, her nails ARE amazing!

Agreed.

[Wam]

The doc and parrot were me.

I doctored thea. Parrot I'm going to wait for other claims before claiming.

[Theallieza]

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So, I'm the unmarried mother aka Jane, from " '—All You Zombies—' ".

My ability is I get Nk'd, I go back in time from two nights in the future to warn my past self to stop it from happening. This happened night 1.

However, there are now two of me, which means I have a double vote. It's stated in my role PM that if I gain any powers I can use it twice. I mentioned something not having any future night actions unless I'm given some and not thinking that's a thing in this setup.

I can activate this ability early to gain the double vote and doubled night action, but at the expense of wasting my BP if I don't get targeted during a night that there's two of me.

I definitely invite everyone to read the short story to see if I'm telling the truth. It's a genuinely weird experimental science fiction short story, but within the context of the story I think two of me existing at the same time and future me being able to prevent my death makes sense because...

All you Zombies

Jane was only born because two of herself/himself existed at the same time due to time traveling from the future. Jane is intersex, AFAB, and after giving birth it's discovered and Jane is forcibly transitioned to a man. Also Jane's baby is kidnapped.

Jane later is recruited for the Temporal Bureau, goes back in time and ends up having sex with their younger self, causing the pregnancy.

It later turns out that the person who recruited Jane kidnapped the baby and takes the baby to an orphanage in the past, said baby IS Jane. The person who recruited Jane to the Temporal Bureau is also a significantly older Jane. Jane is their own Mother, Father, and the person who made it possible for them to time travel in the first place.

I'll also add that, while I'm not by any means a professional analyst, but the prose used in the EoD flavor post does remind me a lot of the prose from " '—All You Zombies—' "

And to explain my behavior, I was peacocking to attract the NK. I remain concerned that I'm a liability in yeet or lose, but also I just think that as an effective VT from toDay on, i'm less valuable than *guestures vaguely at the dead cop*

So I decided to try to get NK'd a second time, I was hoping the combination of me saying that I have a really creative role which I'll fully explain toMorrow creating both fear that I'm too dangerous to be left alive and fear of what I might potentially know, my double vote which they didn't know would expire potentially being an endgaming barrier, invoking Seven's yeeter theory in a way that suggested I might be a yeeter with a target of whoever is doing the kills/on the killing team, and just the existence of Mak's theory the self-yeet was a self-preservation play might be enough to get me killed.

Generally I was trying to maintain deniability about whether I actually knew I was killed or just figured it out through NA analysis and arrogance for the exact reason Thea said, if I knew for sure it meant I was one shot.

Unfortunately, the role is really creative but... Unless I was gifted a power, but I felt that unless I wasn't a NK target til yeet or lose (particularly 3 person) the rest of the role was pretty useless, so I just played it as a one shot BP. I will add that I didn't realize my double vote was going to be added to the yeet requirement, so I was also initially confused at the vote total change. After Wam figured it was a double voter added to the total votes I sent Madge and Sabrar a message saying they were mean with a crying emoji. I don't think I've ever seen double votes being used that way but I think it makes the role more of a one shot bulletproof- than a one shot bulletproof+, but it does have pizzaz!

I don't have further role information but I did think that Wam was probably my most likely n1 killer. Sure there's fear purely from skill and perceived townieness combined with reputation, but I feel like Wam was the only one who would feel specifically threatened by me. I think I PROBABLY was wrong there now though

Oh and @Seven, look! I shrooped again! About my scumbuddy, Thea! :p

Wam was counter wagon to scum on two consecutive days. Give it a rest. He's fine.

I will say that I town read Adum and feel that the nontown info is wrong, and that is what I'm basing that town read off of. But emotions and reactions do factor in on some reads, which is the case with Mak for me. It could be theater, and he could be scum, but it doesn't feel that way and I'm willing to ride it out for now.

With Wam claiming to be a 3rd Joat, that bumps him up from bottom of the list to where I have Mak so you and Bessie drop down which means we're looking at a scum team of Moody, Somi, and Santy/Bessie...

Somehow it seems too easy to establish that already, but this is based off of Seven and Wam being honest... which I feel they are.

Totally going to bite me in the rear later, I'm sure.

JC had the whole team caught in D2.

Vote: Santy

[Freddino18]

Easy there, partner.