It wasn't 2vs2, it was 2vs1vs1. Trucks, Radish, and MG were part of the Jedi cult. A cult that nobody ever realized existed.

As I explained in the dead thread, you should've thought out that a Sith zexen wouldn't kill off an extra vote of a mason buddy so quickly. With Radish being watched at prof's it was clear you guys never got a recruit.

By the way, you started with three while we started with two members. The balance for that difference was our extra one-time faction kill, but numbers mean everything so I would've rather had it your way, especially given I could've coached the team after being offed night one.

Also, if you had killed Zexen it would've been 2 Jedi to 2 Sith, almost surely a no lynch today, and then they're kill tonight would've won the game.

Can you give me the link to the dead people QT?

You had the first recruiting option and hatmoza who graciously proclaiming his townieness for you.

Also DAMN YOU dsister for killing prof. Having a double-voter would have been sweet!

We talked secretly about you in there, so you aren't allowed

Dead Thread: http://www.quicktopic.com/46/H/CQA2cx4r2j6p

Actually that kill probably saved your cult from being discovered, unless dsister killed Vette instead. Then again, so many details were never picked up, maybe it would've gone fine and then you'd also have the bonus of prof telling zexen and NotStan what to do.

So who's hosting the next game??? This one was pretty much a fail for the town, haha.

The tension is visible, with only a handful of us left, we all know that the end is near.

The Sith who just killed Yoda is now clearly showing his reverence to one of the hooded men. As kneels in front of him, I can see that his body is made of metal… how can he be a Sith? He’s but a droid. Something is amiss.

The challenger has to be decided. The Sith point to an elder man in black. The young Jedi I had followed the previous day seems affected by Yoda’s death… he seems lost. As the Sith ask us to vote for the challenger, the young man grabs his light saber and jumps at the man in black.

“Count Dooku, you treacherous Bastard, Die!!!”

“Wait, no, what are you doing!”

“I saw you trip Anakin, you scum!”

It’s too late, the young man slashed count Dooku’s hands off, he falls to his knees. Grabbing the now spare light saber, the young man now scissors the head of the count, it rolls down to my feet revealing lustrous white hair surrounding a horrified gaze. The young man then explodes in delirious laughter and falls in turn to his knees.

“Well now who’s going to fight Gorky if you all kill each other?”

Hearing this, the young man’s rage increases, grabbing both light sabers at his side, he throws himself at Gorky. The beast is prepared, light sabers drawn, one green, one purple that collide with the blue and red ones slashed at him. This battle is intense, more so than the others I have seen. Not because of the skills involved, but because of the rage that is palpable. It is also magnificent to see all these colors flying about. One quick glance at our host, I can barely see his face, but he seems delighted. If his aim was truly to see Gorky fight to his fullest capacity, then it was achieved.

The battle rages on as I see a shadow advancing on the fighting grounds. Hooded Sith advances, I recognize him, it is Han solo… I always knew he was a scoundrel but never imagined he would join the Sith. He raises his arms. A flash… I can’t move once again… Both Gorky and the young man are hit, yet it doesn’t stop their fight… it does stop their ability to dodge as they plunge their light sabers in each other’s chest…. Both collapse to the ground, frying as they expire in pain.

“So now I have beaten your beast, I request the prize, give me the Holocron!”

“ah but you did not follow my rules, why should I give it to you? Prove yourself by defeating the last one”

Wait… is he talking about me? Maybe it’s my cue to leave… fast? No… I can’t the “sith” droid is behind me… all plated in gold.

“What challenger, you mean him? He still thinks that he’s my new apprentice, you didn’t think I’d be training a droid did you? It’s a droid, my lightning will short him in a second”

Han Solo extends his hand towards the droid and unleashes his fury… unsurprisingly, the droid does not resist long to this attack. He then looks at me, he smiles.

“This one I won’t even bother with”

“Ah but you should, I would like to think that I trained him pretty well”

I don’t understand his meaning. What does he mean by…A bolt of lightning hits me… The pain again… so familiar…the pain…a flash…the suffering…. yes, yes, I remember, my master, the little shiny eyes… yes master, I am here to do your bidding! Our small host nods, he laughs as he takes off his hood, his face is deformed, showing both age and the familiarity with pain.

“Now Sith, here is your prize, there is no Holocron, all my secret knowledge I kept in my head, I am Darth Plagueis and your fine tuned body will be the subject of my next experiment”

On these words I jump on Han Solo, joining my fists and crashing them on the base of his skull, he falls unconscious, ready to be transported to my master’s lab, and be the next Gorky.

The Sith Win!?!

2vs 1 vs 1.

with a no lynch, MG could recruit zex and you guys could die trying to recruit MG... that would have made the jedi win... slim but still there.

well sith had the recruiting first night too.

So in essence night 2 it was 3 vs 3 and each had a kill alredy... but you got first pick at choosing your teamates.