This does explain why WF ate two regular villagers the last two nights instead of going after Senka or the "bird" Canaan. I think it might have been a bit simpler for us regular villagers if mac had come out earlier, though. Then Senka could have stayed hidden until he got nommed, and the rest of us would have had an easier time supporting you.
Senka, I had you pegged as a RP for a bit - I suspected you were the angel, though, since the bird usually avoids giving off strong RP vibes. I never quite understood the whole Canaan accidentally revealing you thing, but I was honestly too busy this week at work to really go back and study people's posts. And I'd really like to know how you knew some of these folks - MWB, etc - were slugs.
I can't wait to fully share my thought process on this all. I just knew it was fishy with canaan. Just how it all went down didn't seem right. And waLlfloWer, she was pretty easy to scope out once I really sat down and looked at her posts and posting habits.
The funny thing is, even if I had been a regular villager my posting habits would've been about the same. I really wasn't around for long stretches of time and, even knowing who the slugs were, this was probably the most confusing game I've ever been involved with.
Senka you're screwed for next game, the slugs/wolves will either eat you right away or the village will lynch/salt you right away
And the one slug I find it takes you guys the longest to get
Yeah, between noms and leading a few saltings, Senka totally destroyed the sloogs. He claimed a 100% record at some point, which wasn't quite the case if you went back and looked at his original slug lists, but he was still a hell of a lot better than the rest of us were.
If we're talking game mechanics, juice. I think if we have a mayor, he and the seer need to be able to converse. The mayor could still get recruited, but he wouldn't have to tell the seer. It could make the role really interesting.
Even if they don't converse, just the seer can report his findings to the mayor by PM. Something like that.
There was a lonely slug left in the village. He had escaped a murderous bird once already and was living on borrowed time. Knowing he would soon be dead the slug decided to indulge. First, he went and bougt some hooker slugs to suck on his eye balls. Then he drank 3 cases of Natural Ice. He finished the evening off with a giant joint. Now, he had the munchies.
The slug set out to find a midnight meal. And there stood PFIDC. So innocent, so succulent, and so clueless. The slug slithered from tree to tree to stay out of sight. He tied on his bib and opened wide to devour PFIDC in one gulp. Just as he was about to chomp down, Senka, the NOM NOM Bird swooped down and gobbled him him. Senka chewed and chewed and chewed squishing every bit of life out of the slug.
As he finished, he felt a rumble in his tummy. Beer braised and weed infused slug did not agree with him. And out shot the largest clump of bird poop ever seen since pterodactyles graced the sky. The poop mound, the size of an elephant, landed right on PFIDC, who choked to death on bird feces. The slug never got his meal, but PFIDC still died... must less respectably.
The NOM NOM Bird flew to it's high cliff side lair and let out a screetch! "Who's your daddy?!"
The village threw a party and canaan, the final slug, was gone. The garden was slug free, and only 2/3 of the village had to die to get rid of those pesky vermin.