by Rick Healey on Thu Aug 07, 2014 11:53 pm
Finale:
The fall of the town was slow, but inexorable. Dryunya was the next victim of the unfortunate line of deaths. Few records came after that; panic remained, and nobody could stop the tide. It was unfortunate, yes, to see such a boomtown fade in a flash of recrimination.
Years later, when the gold mine was attempted to be used again, speculators found an old skeleton hidden near the underground lake where the town had drawn its water. By its side were some relics of the war; it's likely a soldier had died there years ago. Later analysis showed that he suffered from a nasty bacterial infection, which later infected the water that the town had depended on for life. Paranoia had taken hold, and... well, it's sad to say, but the town lost, consumed by its fear.
Wrap-up:
I'll admit that it was more than a little evil of me, but I actually ran you through the Black Death scenario. There was no mafia. I was the one who randomly chose who died during the night phase - I rolled randomly to see which person was marked for death, and then typed up the lynch post. NarrativeDilletante was the Mayor, while Dryunya, Victin, Sophira, and Tohrinha were all doctors. You had two win scenarios. One, if the doctors had pulled off three saves (combined, not one doctor getting three saves individually), they would have discovered the disease and found a cure. Two, if you guys voted to get rid of me, I would have given you full credit for it and called it a win for everyone (on the theory of the town casting aside faith in God and trusting science to have the answer).
For the record, Blur, you were apparently the most trustworthy - the doctors by far overwhelmingly voted to save you.
I smiled when the wall was built, for I knew we were creating something incredible. And I smiled when it cracked, for the world would soon see what we had wrought.