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Ese is dead, esé.

Deadline
 
Esemesas the chaos space marine is thrown out the airlock

Congratulations to the winners!

Yvanoff the villager
Hax the villager
Ramius/Alxeu the villager

and most importantly

Yakman, the seer, whose two scanned villagers died early, but who scanned 4 wolves in a row and had the rest of the village in a PJL
 
You would dare publish an update without providing a votecount first, thereby lacking to all your duties as a GM ? :eek::D

I think I've embraced my role as the McDonald's of GMs. No one really likes it, it's not the tastiest food and it's unhealthy and it definitely can't compete with higher quality restaurants but it's everywhere and it's just good enough to be a good fallback option when nothing else is available
 
And in the end ten thousand years later they would all be dead
But the necrons would still be there
 
GG and thanks for hosting.

And yet he is often right
It actually was me who told yakman to scan aedan as I thought him suspicious on the day of the Alynkio lynch. His switch to randy later in the day just made it obvious.

Also I think I made the right call in gunning for Alynkio the way I did instead of using an outing, since it really shot the game wide open.
 
Thanks for hosting panzer!

Maybe I shouldve been a bit less determined in pushing the case in Aedan. I doubt it actually contributed much to getting him lynched and I think I got hunted for it :p
It's hard to say. You helped get the ball rolling and without your early case it might have been hard to get him run up as with the activity level of the game you to some extent needed to have somebody a front runner from early in the day to really have a shat at them.
 
@Panzer Commader said:
In your heart heart, in your soul you knew who it was you would find at the heart of the swarm even before you laid eyes upon him. The clawed, reeking monster spread the too-long fingers of his distended left hand in a grotesque greeting as the SPACE WOLF fell into the eye of the swarm storm. The hexagonal steel decking beneath him squealed and moaned, shifting. ‘Captain.’ The word was a mocking chorus of rattling echoes, humming into his ears from all around. ‘Look, I am healed.’ For all the gruesome malformations of his flesh and bone, the aspect of the man beneath the changed body was clear to your eyes.

‘Esemesas, why?’ he shouted, furious at the youth’s folly, his voice resonating inside his helmet. ‘What have you done to yourself?’

‘Hakur died aboard the Eisenstein!’ thundered the rasping voice. ‘His existence is at an end! I live now! I am the pestilent champion… I am the Lord of the Flies!’

You spat. ‘Traitor! You followed Grulgor into his grotesque transformation. Look what you have become! A freak, a monster, a—’

‘A daemon? Is that what you were going to say, you hidebound old fool?’ Callous laughter echoed around him. ‘Is it sorcery that has renewed me? All that matters is that I have cheated death, like a true son of Mortarion!’

‘Why?’ you screamed, the injustice hammering at you. ‘In Terra’s name, why did you give yourself to this abomination?’

‘Because it is the future!’ The voice buzzed and chattered. ‘Look at me, captain. I am what the Death Guard is to become, what Grulgor and his men are already! Undying, living avatars of decay, waiting to reap the darkness!’

Your senses were heavy with the stench of corruption. ‘I should have let you perish.’ You coughed, faltering for a moment.

‘But you did not!’ came the scream.

'It is not yet too late'
the final update from our esteemed DM.
 
Well, we only need one more person to volunteer to GM, and then I will GM again. So, who of you is willing?

also, in response to my death:

 
I can do it
 
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