GGoats ThWWee: Here It GGoats Again - GAME THREAD

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supershorty said:
trying to write a discharge at the same time to make tomorrow!me's life a little easier
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Ironically, I didn't end up discharging this patient anyway, so all I did was more work for nothing.
 
Just in case I die tonight:
I really think mkg is the last wolf and I encourage whoever is alive tomorrow to investigate her. She pairs extremely well with vampy especially considering how both of them voted yesterday/responded to accusations. I'm also 99.8% confident that Lissa and dubz are both town.
 
A Dubz Legacy

- Beans is village. Obviously.
- mkg and lissa behaved so similarly yesterday that I find it hard to distinguish them. Since I don't know which was being stubborn and which was being wolfy, I want to scream at both of them, but hopefully I'll be dead and won't have to.
- Unfortunately most of the dead villagers mechanically cleared both of them. So those legacies won't be much help.
- I personally think mkg is the more likely wolf, but I may be biased by Zenge's read, the fact that she was more vocally pushing me (and other villagers) all game. I did not do deep dives on their posts, I just couldn't bring myself to do it after yesterday.
- No matter what happens, the fact we even made it to f3 is a goddamn miracle, and I'll be proud of that regardless of the outcome.

Okay bye I hope
 
Goatapalooza - Night 5

The 5th night was quiet.

Almost too quiet.

Nothing stirred in Gruffendale but the wind whispering through the mossy eaves of the goat-sized cottages, and the distant, echoing shrieks of Lord Skitterbeans of the Maaahkshire Realm.

Her bleats ricocheted off the cliffs like unholy banshee howls. She screamed aloud to herself. Or at herself. No one was quite sure anymore. She wasn't even sure.

“I CHALLENGE YOU, SUNBEAM, TO A DUEL OF FATES!” she shrieked, eyes wild and unfocused.
A burnt egg shell clung to the fine wool at her neck, and the scent of exploded yolk lingered on her breath.
“EVEN MICROWAVED BETRAYAL! MY TRUSTY MICROWAVED!!!” she bellowed, rearing up in fury at the moonlight.

She swore she heard Gwendolyn Hoofspark the Baffling's snort of disgust at microwaved eggs, but she chalked it up to imagining things.

Earlier that day, the goats had gathered for the daily Council of Hooves and voted out yet another villager.

It had been tense.

The accused had wept, hooves shaking.

But the vote passed.

And when the mayor was escorted out, the goats were shocked to learn...

A Bad Nooz operative.
Another one.
And not just any goat—one of the mayors.

The goats were rattled.
Worse, they were paranoid.
This wasn’t the chaotic fun of previous Goatapaloozas.
This was war.

Beneath the night sky, illuminated only by the flicker of the last dying lanterns, the three remaining goats huddled in the Shadowed Pen, nervously chewing fermented mint leaves to calm their nerves.

Lord Skitterbeans’ screams rose in the distance like a cursed lullaby.
​
'Cause I'd maa for you, through every night
Through thunderstorms or lantern light
And though you're gone beyond the hill
Your bleating echoes in me still​
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They stared out into the field, where that very night, Owl City had performed, and Lord Skitterbeans had been alight with joy. Even for just a few stanzas, she'd let go of the stress and burden she carried through the day. The weight of fighting for Gwendolyn, who didn't seem to want to fight for herself. The weight of carrying Gruffendale on her small, low to the ground shoulders.

She swore she wasn't a pygmy goat, but some had doubts.
​
Oh, I'd maa for you, through coldest snow
Through every fence we'd overthrow
Though now I sleep in straw alone
I still pretend you're coming home​
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As it turned out, she was coming home. She just didn't know it yet.




Silence.

Then…

The unmistakable sound of bleating… cut short.
And a sickening wet sound, like hooves slipping on dewy grass and landing full-force on concrete.

They found her at dawn.
Lord Skitterbeans.

Her body slumped against a mossy stone, eyes still wide, mouth frozen mid-laugh. Her crocheted shawl of Vanilla Twilight lyrics wrapped tightly around her throat, the final verse stitched near the knot.

​
As many goats as stars had known... we fall alone, we fall alone.​
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The sun refused to rise fully that morning. It sulked behind thick clouds, casting Gruffendale in a ghostly twilight. Much like a shiba inu, still sulking about the events of the previous night.

The three remaining goats stared at each other, shadows stretching long, hearts pounding.

Bad Nooz was still among them.
Closer now.
Smarter.
More dangerous.
And their numbers had thinned too far.

Only three goats remained.

If they did not vote correctly tonight…
If they did not find Bad Nooz…


All would be lost.

Dead is...

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@WildZoo, Lord Skitterbeans of the Maaahkshire Realm, and a...

vanilla villager
You are Lord Skitterbeans of the Maaahkshire Realm. You challenge sunbeams to duels and refuse to eat anything that isn’t shaped like a trapezoid.
 

3 players remain.

3.) @mkg323
13.) @beans2020
15.) @Lissarae06

Out to Pasture:
9.) @fruitsalad, Muffinwump the Slightly Moist, vanilla villager
10.) @KayJayQueue, General Hoofinstein McScuttle, vanilla villager
5.) @potentialsheltervet, Lady Fluffernuzzle von Maaahstein, vanilla villager converted to wolf
8.) @madrigal01, Count Dinglefluff O'Bleep, vanilla villager
12.) @ClinicalABA --> @samac, Baroness Twinklehorn III, vanilla villager
4.) @Clem J, Madame Noodlebark Featherflop, vanilla villager
14.) @Sakuraaa --> @Animal Midwife, Sir Wigglechops Fencechewer, vanilla villager
11.) @GreedyBanger, Chauncey von Splattersnort, vanilla villager
2.) @genny, Admiral Bumblesnuff T. Gritlegums, vanilla villager
1.) @Zenge142, Gwendolyn Hoofspark the Baffling, vanilla villager
6.) @vampyrica, Commander Floppleton of the Snout, vanilla villager converted to wolf
7.) @WildZoo, Lord Skitterbeans of the Maaahkshire Realm, vanilla villager

Subs:
we're out of subs, so no one else need one pls

Tots:
@JaggedJimmyJay
@kaydubs
@Dinashadow
@Barkley13
@oliversacks4thewin
@chicandtoughness

It is now Day 6. TODAY IS VOLO. Vote closes on 6/23 at 9 PM EDT (10 PM Mermaidland/8 PM CDT/6 PM PDT).​
 
@Lissarae06 what are you thinking? I've already stated my thoughts on both you and mkg but am happy to clarify/answer any questions.
 
Hi guys, i am sad to be alive (in this game) bc Im scared to mess this up. Clearly being wrong about Zenge has made me a prime misyeet for final 3. I start my internship in the morning and am on call over night so I will try and be on late-afternoon or early-evening ish. If you have any questions please just reply to this and I’ll get to it when I’m able.
 
mkg323 said:
Hi guys, i am sad to be alive (in this game) bc Im scared to mess this up. Clearly being wrong about Zenge has made me a prime misyeet for final 3. I start my internship in the morning and am on call over night so I will try and be on late-afternoon or early-evening ish. If you have any questions please just reply to this and I’ll get to it when I’m able.
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Good luck with your internship!!
 
If it helps, here is an analysis of my current thoughts (won't be as good as dubz's as I don't have the time, energy, or technological ability to dig up everyone's quotes...but it's something):
1. If I was a wolf, I could have won so easily yesterday by simply jumping on the zenge wagon with everyone else. Vampy and zenge wouldn't have tied and we would have had a village misyeet, resulting in the wolves immediately winning. I literally would have had no reason to vote for vampy because my win was guaranteed. I am village.

2. I made a list yesterday of potential wolf pairings that made sense given everything that's happened in the game so far. Vampy/mkg/psv was on that list. At this point, it's literally the only option left. Lissa, I have no reason to believe that you were paired with psv given that you both visited kjq the night she was killed and you were able to give an accurate description of the AirTag item and what you used it to find out. Also, the night genny was killed you talked about trying to play spin the bottle with dubz but you couldn't because of the tube. Why would you waste an item on dubz if you were paired with vampy and already knew she had placed that tube on her? It doesn't make sense.

3. Reasons I believe it is mkg: as aforementioned, there is nothing unpairing between her, vampy, and psv. I could absolutely see mkg using her psv kill shot to gain clout (I believe it was dubz who mentioned she has seen this done before in games on this site - I have also seen this done in in person mafia). Mkg and vampy had almost identical reactions yesterday to the vampy wagon AND to my claim that I was villager unprompted - mkg was completely unwilling to jump on the vampy wagon and very willing to argue that zenge and I were potential wolves. Mkg isn't new to this game and would know the strategy of keeping nooblets alive at the end. I also believe that vampy in particular may have needed a more experienced wolf to coach her since as far as I know she hasn't been a wolf before. Finally, mkg and vampy being co-mayors and co-wolves would explain why it took us so long to catch them. Why would we have any reason to suspect that our mayors were both wolves the whole time?
(Also, in my opinion, you both had completely different reasons to vote zenge yesterday. Lissa seems to have voted zenge because of concern over the lie detector specifically which is fair. Mkg seems to have voted zenge to avoid voting vampy - as far as I know she didn't give a specific, solid reason other than "zenge feels wolfy".)
 
mkg323 said:
a tie *during a mayoral vote*, look, I also really love ties. but only ties when we are YEETING people. the chaos, the panic, its the allure of maybe getting 2 wolves out at once, even if I'd possibly be losing my own life, which I dont really see as an issue bc people dont really read me village enough that my loss is actively detrimental to village. a tie during a mayoral vote, when people are voting for people they see as village, is not a risk that is benefiting village in my eyes, I see how it could be alluring as a wolf, to kamikaze 2 widely read villagers on the first day! very tastey as a wolf! but not as a villager. and I have to be a responsible co-mayor and protect my constituents from those that would do them harm.

yeet fruit
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I just think it's interesting that mkg said this (above) earlier in the game about being on board for tie votes to take out wolves...so why was she so against it when it actually happened yesterday (see last quote)?
mkg323 said:
I'm not really sure how a tie on two villagers can be read any other way. I know vampy was joking about co-mayors, and I'm really glad it ended up that way, but I was adamantly against a tie due to the risks involved from the beginning. beyond that though, I'm just not quite getting your reads today. I'm admittedly neutral on PSV right now, because I just dont think theres enough from her rn to make a solid claim either way. Your push on PSV feels a bit opportunistic rn bc she's not here, and also if we are wrong that is a major loss to village D1. I'd want to be more sure about her before going there.
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(above) Defense of PSV BEFORE she was caught by genny. If conversions happened N0, this makes a lot of sense.
mkg323 said:
just posted dubz>>clem>>>>>zenge

I feel more strongly that dubz needs to flip than vampy and that it gives us more info. I'm stuck on who vampy would be matched with, and I'm not even entertaining vampy/beans.
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(above) defense of vampy back on whichever day it was we yeeted clem (sorry I don't remember when that was...the days are blurring together).
mkg323 said:
As co-mayor I promised to get rid of evil wolves in our town, I didn’t realize we were going the mass-suicide route to achieve this goal but I understand I guess
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I ended up finding the time and energy to deep dive lol. Apologies for the formatting, I figured out how to put the quotes in the post but then couldn't figure out how to move them around. Anyways some evidence I found that suggests mkg's wolfiness.

I deep dived Lissa too and can share quotes upon request, but as stated earlier she is very unpaired from PSV. She was one of the first players to call out the skin suit claim AND vote for her. She also ended up with the mp3 at one point meaning that she was unconvertable for a certain period of time after PSV's death.
 
Hi I am here, and no emergency calls yet 🤞 so I can stick around for a while. The reality is that I haven’t played great, and I was majorly wrong about Zenge. Simply put, I had tunnel vision about him and just really needed him resolved before I could go anywhere else bc he just felt like he oscillated pretty hard with his reads and it just felt right. I think saying that I didn’t want a tie yesterday and therefore I am a wolf is a bit disappointing. I want village to win, we’ve gotten this far, and as someone who has played long enough with shorty I know her rules are not idle threats. It was very possible that the game could have ended yesterday if everyone died, or even if the tie maker died, which was Dubz. And those are both very real outcomes to ties on this site and with these mods. And also, I’m sorry but if I were I wolf and was so scared of ties, why didn’t I hop on vampy yesterday and get village cred? I’ve already shot PSV, I’m honestly in disbelief that I’m on the board as the final 3 misyeet.

Dubz (RIP Queen) already did a deep dive saying beans/vampy was possible, and she was right about vampy. I’m inclined to think she was right about beans considering she’s dead
 
I just read that back and I swear it made grammatical sense in my head. Anyways, to reiterate my theory beans is the last wolf, in regards to her tone I have to give her kudos for how much of a pure noob she sounded, however between PSV traveling and vampy being new to WW here it makes sense that she was asking all her questions and thinking out loud on thread, I’m not sure she would have gotten the answers to her questions from wolf chat anyway.

Yeet beans
 
I went back and reread the posts surrounding PSV’s death. If mkg was village, then the timing of the shot was poor because PSV was going down anyways. But it did give her some credibility. I never did see where she (he? Sorry don’t know everyone’s pronouns) ever named the item that allowed her to shoot.

Beans, if you are a noob, you have played this game very well. I’m super rusty and it definitely showed in this game.

With that said, hopefully for a village win:

yeet mkg
 
Sometimes the final legacy is wrong, like KJQ village reading Greedy N1, then right at the end of the night cycle basically saying if I die Greedy is a wolf. That was just another strike that led to Greedy’s misyeet. I like how she worked out her read in the previous post and have built off of that. And while her read changed presumably based on you voting with her, I’m not as convinced. Vampy felt theatrical with you yesterday, and if I’m being honest I wouldn’t be surprised if yall were distancing from each other but went to far and got stuck on that vote, where leaving it would have caused even more scrutiny.
 
Lissarae06 said:
I went back and reread the posts surrounding PSV’s death. If mkg was village, then the timing of the shot was poor because PSV was going down anyways. But it did give her some credibility. I never did see where she (he? Sorry don’t know everyone’s pronouns) ever named the item that allowed her to shoot.

Beans, if you are a noob, you have played this game very well. I’m super rusty and it definitely showed in this game.

With that said, hopefully for a village win:

yeet mkg
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My shot was just when I caught up and felt solid about the info genny provided. I’ve been pretty busy with packing, shopping, harassing NY and CT for my licensing throughout this game, if I was able to shoot sooner I would have. I didn’t name the item at the time because I was worried the wolves would seek it out but at this point I’m willing to share it was the backstage pass that gave me the daytime vig shot. If you have any other questions please let me know.
 
Welp, I have to go drive out to a laceration and will not be present for EOD, regardless of outcome great job yall, it’s been a heck of a game to go out on and a ton of fun even though I wish I could have given it the time it deserved!
XOXO
MayorKG
 
Señor Wigglenibs the Curious
I once chewed a live wire to feel something
 
Goatapalooza - Day 6

SAR, if mkg gets yeeted, post this writeup. Remember to delete these instructions when you post it on the main thread. DO NOT FORGET TO DELETE THE INSTRUCTIONS.

On the sixth and final day of Goatapalooza, only three goats remained in the dew-speckled fields outside Gruffendale.

The banners, once bright with the sigils of cloven clans and hay-fed houses, hung limp from the wooden poles. The festival grounds, echoing with silent bells and trampled confetti, smelled faintly of cider and grief.

Princess Butterbean McSkedaddle stood still, her hooves muddy, her gaze heavy-lidded and aimed toward the distant crags where so many of their kin had vanished. She chewed slowly, absently, her jaw muscles working like old clock gears. Her beard, braided with elderberry twigs, twitched faintly in the cool wind.

Señor Wigglenibs the Curious was a few trots away, tail flicking and ears askew. His head moved in nervous jerks. His curiosity, once boundless and bounding, had dulled these last days. Every odd scent or unfamiliar shadow might’ve been a friend - or a member of Bad Nooz, the shadowy syndicate of saboteur goats whispered to be hiding among them.

Some said Bad Nooz had orchestrated the disappearances. Others thought they’d been nothing but tales told by tired goats too full of fermented beet brine.

Dr. Moostachio von Ruminant adjusted his monocle, which was actually just a ring from a discarded cider bottle. He bleated softly and low, the way he did when thinking long, dangerous thoughts.


It’s the final goatdown…
Da-da-da-daaa, da-da-dun-dun-daaa…
We’re chewing our cud now…
But one of us lied somehow…


They didn’t speak much. All three had spent too many hours in silence, caught in their own ruminations. About what had happened to Lord Skitterbeans, or how Sir Wigglechops was gone by sunrise on Day Four. Or what really happened when Admiral Bumblesnuff T. Gritlegums set Gwendolyn Hoofspark the Baffling on fire.
​

Dr. Moostachio von Ruminant had been thrilled to enter politics. He had once been a proud and isolated thinker, scribbling mad theories in the chalkdust of his burrow. His paper on quantum bleating, which posited that a goat could simultaneously be asleep and deeply offended, had gone largely unread. But the goats of Gruffendale loved his passion. They supported his mayoral run.

And so he had. For the purest of reasons.

But everything had changed on the first night of Goatapalooza.

He’d drawn the worst seat at the opening ceremony. A cursed item, a glittering wristband of misfortune, had been tied to his hoof by a bumbling acolyte. It placed him behind a flagpole, between two very flatulent rams, beneath a wasp nest.

Something in him had…shifted.

The rage had been a slow-boiling cud. He began to hate the village, with its endless songs and hollow cheers. He’d sought out others who felt the same.

Lady Fluffernuzzle. Commander Floppleton. Bad Nooz.

They were glorious, at first. Clever, precise. A sharp-hooved cabal. But when Fluffernuzzle faltered, when suspicion crept too close, Moostachio had acted. He’d taken her down himself, made it public, made it heroic, and gained the trust of the herd.

Well, most of them.
Gwendolyn Hoofspark the Baffling, ranting and seemingly on the verge of insanity, had boldly declared that she was confident Moostachio would shoot his own teammate if it would benefit him. He pushed back on her assertions, declaring them nonsense, and she faced ridicule from most of the other goats.

Privately, Moostachio had muttered to himself in annoyance:
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mkg323 said:
How dare he read me well enough to know I’d vig my own pack mate
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Now Wigglenibs, that twitchy young prodigy, had started asking questions. Too many. He’d sniffed around the cider barrels and found the rune-scratched box. He’d seen the bleat code.

He was getting close.

Moostachio stood under the dim light of the festival torch, watching him from behind his monocle.

Time was short.

That night, as Butterbean dozed, Wigglenibs leaned in close to her ear.

“It’s the Doctor,” he whispered. “I’ve run the numbers. There’s no way he made it to now without help. He betrayed Fluffernuzzle.”

The Princess snorted softly in her sleep.

“You have to trust me. He’s calculating, manipulative - he even tried to redefine gravity to make himself appear lighter on the hay scale. That’s not science. That’s deception.”

Butterbean opened her eyes slowly.

“You’ve got proof?”

“Not yet. But I’ve got instinct. You always said instinct counts.”

She sighed, then looked toward the Doctor. “He has gotten more dramatic lately.”

“And he wears his monocle at night,” Wigglenibs added. “Who does that?”

She didn’t respond, but she didn’t go back to sleep either.


We’re headed for goatventure…
But it’s fear we see in the dark…
With our horns full of doubt…
And our bleats losing spark…




When dawn curled her first pink whisps over Gruffendale, the three goats circled the final voting stone. Tradition required a stomp. One stomp per goat. One choice to make.

Wigglenibs stepped forward, eyes set, shoulders taut.
He stomped.

Then Butterbean.
She looked at the Doctor one last time. He held her gaze, calm as ever.
She stomped.

The stone cracked.
Moostachio blinked once, slowly.

“I suppose that’s that,” he said with a shrug. “You’ve made your choice.”

Butterbean tried to say something—tried to find the right bleat. But there wasn’t one.

Moostachio turned and walked away without ceremony, disappearing toward the fog-laced ridge.


It's the final goatdown...
Da-da-da-daaa...
The hays all been chewed now...
And the herd stands proud...



The breeze shifted.

It no longer carried the scent of suspicion or fear, only fresh dew and crushed clover. The cursed banners fluttered once, gently, and then stilled. From a distant corner of the field, a tambourine clinked against a forgotten chair.

Wigglenibs exhaled deeply. “It’s over.”

Butterbean nodded, rubbing a hoof against her weary eyes. “It’s over.”

They turned slowly, walking side by side through the empty festival grounds. The silence no longer felt ominous - it felt earned.

The ghosts of goat songs drifted on the morning air, faded but sweet.

“I think Gruffendale will be alright,” Butterbean said after a while.
Wigglenibs gave a tired grin.

And for the first time in days, the two goats didn’t feel watched. Didn’t feel hunted.

Just tired. And safe.

Behind them, the land of Gruffendale stirred with the sleepy warmth of peace - uncertain, fragile peace - but real.

And that was enough. For now.

Dead is...
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@mkg323, Dr. Moostachio von Ruminant, and a...
vanilla villager converted to wolf
You are Dr. Moostachio von Ruminant. A self-declared goat scientist, you invented “quantum bleating” and tried to sell invisible sweaters to hedgehogs.
 
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