Alright, first things first, I fucking suck at this game lmao
Secondly, Netjet is a wolf. I do not know who the other wolves are. I am going to prove this claim. (before I forget, NETJET)
Thirdly, I am going to be wolf killed tonight.
Fourthly, I am the tracker, and I really didn't want to have to blow my cover, much less this early. (before people ask, I know who has the vigi orb, but they have asked me not to reveal their cover). I can confirm that Kevin, Mitch and another user (well obviously) had orbs last night.
Fifthly, Netjet (probably) lied about seering me. I do not know if he used the orb or not, or if he even used it on me.
Alright, getting to the meat.
When netjet said he seered me, I (very stupidly in hindsight) thanked him for telling the thread I was green instead of blue (this was after I found out that the seer orb gave a result of blue). He seemed rather surprised, and said that he recieved a result of green from Manti when he seered me. This is an obvious wolf play, to hold onto the orb, probably lie about who was seered, maybe use it night 2 and use an excuse as to why it wasn't used and why there was a lie. I can't say I know the motives. ANYWAYS, everything was fine, until Silvuh (thanks again) pointed me to the post where Manti said that the seer orb would give a result of r/g/b. I got very worried, and started to wonder why Netjet would've lied about this. The only thing I could think of was the obvious. I confronted him, because I basically knew I was boned. I gave him a chance to explain himself (as I'm sure you all know), to see if this was just a misunderstanding or if Manti had made a mistake giving the seer orb results (unlikely). Mitch insisted that Manti had made a mistake. I gave him an hour for him to contact Manti and to have Manti PM me that it was, in fact, a mistake. He bided his time (it is worth noting that I watched his Skype a lot, and he kept trying to type stuff, before erasing it for about 15 minutes before he sent me a message) about how he got a result of blue, but lied, even to me (the tracker himself), so that he would get more information about the other orb holders. He claimed that he planned to take charge with me as an "unknowing accomplice." His logic is full of holes, and obviously he is telling a lie here. C'mon, I wasn't born yesterday. Since then, he has tried to talk me out of coming forward, and he's been mainly sticking to that story ever since. That's all, hopefully we can lynch a wolf tonight, sorry to my fellow humans that you're losing your blue this early.
shit son
Netjet!
Originally posted by choof
you double dad loving dipshit
Originally posted by t-rogdor
dammit now i have to smoke a picture of choof out of a bong
Originally posted by smartdude1212
I can't be the only guy who has wondered what it'd be like to menstruate all over the shower.
So yeah, there is pretty much no safer lynch than Netjet.I just can't figure out a reason why that kind of skullduggery was necessary and what you propose does not make sense going forward as a pro-town strategy at all. Sorry bud.
~ OFFICIALLY RETIRED FROM FFR THE GAME AND FFR TWG ~
we got one, Netjet just admitted he was a wolf to me over skype.
I really do need to credit Silvuh, even though he had no idea what he was doing, thanks again.
Originally posted by Vendetta21
Did you get a chance to kill that deadbeat sonuvabitch boyfriend of danceguys', "sunfan"? i hate that fucker. he's a stupid head. i'm way smarter and funnier and prettier and richer and more sensitive than him, and like i can get drunk and still hold complex logical conversations n shit and i bet that fucker cant.
Originally posted by XelNya
I'd suck a dick in a dark, dark alley.
Originally posted by star-crossed
(Someone helpfully lectured us in postgame that we voted out the wrong inactive player with COVID on Day 1.)
Well, dress me up in a French Maid outfit and spank my bottom with a feather duster*, we actually did it! Day 1 wolf lynch is pretty good.
I still think it's kind of gross that our Tracker had to be outed for it. But now that I think about it, being down one already still makes wolf counterclaims for orb powers unviable into late game, so I think we still have a good chance of winning this.
Well, it's been very fun so far, even though I wasn't here for a lot of it, it still was a very interesting first night/day. Good night everyone.
* Don't actually try this. Unless you're Silvuh.
~ OFFICIALLY RETIRED FROM FFR THE GAME AND FFR TWG ~
As the town grieved in the main square, which still contained traces of Krauthammer’s entrails, Netjet casually sat in the back office of his Wendy’s establishment, eagerly counting the day’s profits. He almost had enough money saved up for his own miniature pony! He neatly set aside the giant wads of pure cash, and walked outside to the square to mourn with the others. He put on his saddest face, kicked himself in the balls to get the tears flowing, and set out.
On his way, he noticed thesunfan sitting on the side of the road, playing with some dirt and a stick. Netjet went over and sat down next to the glum little man, putting his arm around him. “I know”, Netjet softly said, “it’s hard when you lose someone who makes such damn good breakfasts.” This only made thesunfan cry harder, as he screamed out “HIS BACON WAS SO MOIST!”
Sun grabbed at the air, as if trying to embrace his now-deceased bacon buddy. Netjet said with a reassuring tone, “Don’t you worry. We can be bacon buddies. And bacon buddies stick together.” So as a pair, they set off to the square to meet up with the others.
In the square, the mood was calm but had tension. The time to grieve had passed, and now people began questioning each other.
“Where’s Cedo?” said jrodd. “Haven’t seen him at all, except for a glance over at the tavern.”
“He must still be passed out,” replied danceguy. “He’s a heavy drinker, after all. I texted him, and I got a grumbled voice mail saying he would be up soon.”
Jrodd spoke again. “So, we have to figure out who the hell killed Mr. Denny’s… I mean Kraut. Obviously someone didn’t like his business competing with theirs.”
People began to look around, but it was not much help as basically every person owned a food establishment in this weird, fat-ass town. Jrodd began to speak again, when a shuffling noise was heard. Silvuh, the shy one that no one usually hears speak, moved to a more visible position and began to speak in whispers with Sunfan. Sunfan’s eyes widened, and the look of shock turned to horror, and then anger.
“I TRUSTED YOU, YOU FUCKING BACON BACKSTABBER!” Sunfan screamed as he pointed squarely at the face of Netjet. “I was the only one who knew Kraut would be collecting his money late last night, but you wormed it out of me! I can't believe you killed him for your stupid pony!"
A collective gasp sounded throughout the group, and Netjet began to sweat a little, his dreams of having a diamond pony fading fast.
“I told Netjet, but it turns out that he’s working with the Meat Mafia!”
This only made the gasps louder, as no one would have ever expected the Meat Mafia, the most powerful mafia targeting food establishments, to be running in their town.
“No! It’s not true!” Netjet tried to reason, but no one would hear him. The food connoisseurs descended on the so-called “Bacon buddy”.
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