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Night 2 - Ending the circle ------ Lt. Commander Worf went out to find his target tonight. He bumped into DarthLegion on one of the corridors. Darth Legion was caught unprepared and fell to the ground. Worf carried him to the nearest bulk head and leaned in to hear if his captive was whispering anything. From the unconscious whispers of his captive, Worf learned his role. Leaving him there, Worf went to his quarters. ------ The Female Changeling finished her new disguise. She had already decided who to kill tonight. She needed to get real close for her new ability to work. Golfjunkie was stading in his quarters planning a move, when a Starfleet officer asked to come in. He opened the door without suspicions, and was quickly stabbed through his heart by a sword forming from the Founder's hand. GJ died instantly. ------ The first Omet’iklan stalked his prey for a while, then decided to end it soon. Segul was cut down from behind. He never knew what hit him. ------ Data finished two more simulations and cleared up two more people that night. ------ Weyoun was out tonight, carefully disguised as a JemHadar traitor. He followed Framm for a while, then he nodded to himself. The patterns matched the file, he knew who Framm was.

Night-post coming up. Sorry for the delay.

Warning: Host (me) will be MIA till the end of the night - 11PM EST. Please get these actions in. Unlike the day-post, you can send actions/change your mind ... up to the moment I make the night-post (which might again be delayed for 1 hour past 11PM EST *shrug*).

Day 1 - "Surprise Rendezvous" ----- The rendezvous took place over an abandon orbital station somewhere in the neutral zone between Cardassia and the Federation. Several known Maquis, former Starfleet officers, and surprisingly some Cardassian and Jem'Hadar awaited the Federation away team that beamed down on the station. It seemed that some elements within the Cardassian government along with an unknown number of Jem'Hadar warriors have started an underground resistance movement and had contacted the Maquis to negociate support from the Federation and the Klingon Empire. Tensions were at a maximum, former enemies never sit quietly at the same table. Discussions began quickly as each party enquired if the others are behind the two assasinations that had occured the previous night, right before the meeting was scheduled. Within minutes, it became apparent that Maquis operatives and the members of the so-called Cardassian underground had probably been infiltrated by Dominion spies (possibly Changelings). Accusations were thrown, some of them stuck. Firno and Slick were both accused to withold information. Each party used it's powers to manipulate the outcome of the discussions. Finally, as the day ended, a majority was reached and a plan was agreed. Firno, disguised as a Starfleet officer, was grabbed by the nearest people and brought forward. The majority claiming he was a Changeling set their phasers on low and fired several bursts at him. As the phasers succeeded in breaking down parts of his molecular structure, Firno started to revert and melt down to his natural Changeling form. The attackers stopped. Odo managed to shout his final words: "Treason! I never dared think you would dare kill a Changeling. I was a fool to side with you. You are no better than the Dominion ... blurp...". His voice faded away. All that was left of Odo, the only Changeling siding with the Federation Alliance, prime champion of Justice on Deep Space 9, was less than a bucketful of inert gel. It seems that at least one of his attackers had set their phaser on kill, and that had triggered a fatal chain reaction in the Changelings body. A sad day for Justice in the Alpha Quadrant. And a blow for the Federation. In a grim atmosphere, all the remaining took quarters among the orbital station. And night came. Host: Araver 1. Slick 2. Hirkala 3. Segul 4. Firno - Lynched and found to be Odo 5. golfjunkie 6. Framm 7. Vineetrika 8. DarthLegion 9. Blablah 10. Glycereine 11. benjer3 12. crazypainter – RID Killed by Comm. Sela 13. maurice – Killed by First Omet'iklan (The Dominion) 14. Social Darwin PS: Sorry about the delay. My train got delayed. FYI: Last accepted vote was Golfjunkie's at exactly 11 PM EST. Night 2 will end at 11 PM EST!

@Vine - Sela: 1 down, 2 to go I will let Sela RID anyone, but the nightpost was supposed to be clear if targets from the list were cleared. I officially hate my phone now, got to borrow smth else for the daypost

Announcement. Day will still end at 11:00PM EST, but day-post might be delayed for 1-2 hours. I will take the last vote at 11:00 PM EST. Thank you.

1. Quote from OP: "The Dominion – Have BTSC and a Night Kill". They decide who carries the group kill. EDIT: The individual night-actions are : (Role steal OR Use stolen ability) + (block OR invulnerable) + (Spy) + (Follow). 2. Blocked or failed or not submitted. 3. All successful actions appear in night (and day) post. 4. Gul Dukat - Night-action: Follows a person and finds out who that person targeted that night (if any). Not a normal Spy because only player names are revealed, not roles. 5. GulDukat - Day action: He chooses a person whose vote counts x0 for the lynch.

Does this mean ODO sided with Starfleet ? 1. Yes. EDIT: Actually I intended the part of "The Founders must be stopped" to be more explicit 2. End with Romulan Victory. 3. No. only successful actions make it to the nightpost.

In Computer Science terms - trap was evaluated first, then RID Kill, then the other actions. So answers are: 1) "is possible for crazypainter's action to be successful before he/she was RID killed" - Only if action was trap. 2) "if Slick's action could be successful before he is trapped." - Only if action was trap. P.S. Crazypainter is a she

OK, it's clear you can probably deduce your way around computing almost any example of the operation So I'm not posting a third challenge. However:

curr3nt, I like the way you deduced it - it's by no means simply a lucky guess. But the operation is not solved yet. So, adding your answer to the known examples + a new one. And changing the challenge to another question. 4 *&* 8 = 6 20 *&* 5 = 12 8 *&* 31 = 34 15 *&* 2 = 9 80 *&* 31 = 62 71 *&* 40 = 86 83 *&* 13 = 94 50 *&* 11 = 30 40 *&* 42 = 28 21 *&* 20 = 20 22 *&* 12 = 14 2 *&* 36 = 13 80 *&* 81 = 86 10 *&* 14 = 10 44 *&* 47 = 66 (solved by curr3nt) 60 *&* 40 = 32 ------------- 96 *&* 91 = ?

Care to say why? (in a spoiler of course)

Day 1 will end at 11 PM EST, Tuesday 11th Jan Host: Araver 1. Slick 2. Hirk 3. Segul 4. firno 5. golfjunkie 6. Framm 7. Vineetrika 8. DarthLegion 9. Blablah 10. Glycereine 11. benjer3 12. crazypainter – RID Killed by Comm. Sela 13. maurice – Killed by First Omet'iklan (The Dominion) 14. Social Darwin

Night 1 – “Captive Pursuit” ----- Lt. Commander Worf walked to his quarters after finishing practice in the holodeck. He had learned a new trapping technique and was anxious to try it out. He slept for two hours then awoke and stopped the alarm. He dressed his uniform and went out to find his first target. Slick did not expect anyone tonight and was caught unprepared for the double kick. He fell to the ground slowly. Worf carried him to a nearby storage room and leaned in to hear if his captive was whispering anything and maybe reveal something of importance. Nothing could be understood from his captive’s mumblings so Worf’s anger grew rapidly. He decided this part was a waste of time. He left him there in the storage room, knowing that the day-shift will find him there ----- Disguised as a Ferengi trader, Commander Sela boarded a vessel near the Cardassian / Federation border. No one would suspect a Ferengi looking for profit in times of war, and she had plenty of latinum to bribe her way through security. She was shadowing one of the her suspects after finding their route from a foolish security guard. Silently she waited until she could observe her suspect alone in their quarters through her Romulan spy device. After she heard a few conversations in the room, she was convinced the intelligence report was correct and proceeded to her target’s quarters. A brief struggle ensued, but Crazypainter had no chance as the Romulan operative injected the poison. Sela listened for a second, then picked up a few things from the chamber and left. One down, two to go. ----- First Omet’iklan checked his ketracel white private supply, then refreshed his dose. He had missions tonight and no distractions were allowed. The Founder had said that one target was to be removed, the other only blocked. He approached Maurice’s quarters and waited in the shadows of a bulk head. As soon as his target passed him, showing his back, First Omet’iklan hit him twice and the body limped to the floor. He checked for a pulse, then snapped the target’s neck just to be sure. He carried the body to the nearest storage room and dumped it in a container so no one will discover it soon. He looked around for any traces he might have left, then hurried to his next target. ----- The Founder had said that this target had to be blocked, but not killed. Keeping his anger in check, First Omet’iklan approached Golfjunkie’s quarters and waited outside. Soon enough his target came. The first Omet’iklan hit him once and felt the body limp to the floor. Carefully, he checked for a pulse. His estimations about this race’s limits was correct, target was just unconscious. He carried the body to the nearest bulk head and left him there. The Founder will be pleased. ----- Lt. Commander Data was alone in his quarters, going over intelligence reports and creating simulations using the computer. His skills allowed him to create several simulations and rule out two hypothesis quickly. Not everything was clear now, but at least two persons were ruled out as Dominion spies from their patterns of movements and behavior. More data would be needed for the others. ----- The Female Changeling finished giving orders and melted down for a while to rest. She had already decided who to follow tonight. She needed to get real close to be able to observe her target quietly and for a longer period of time in order to successfully impersonate him. Segul walked down to his quarters really tired, and went to sleep almost immediately. He did not notice the third table in the room, and by morning it had already disappeared. ----- Odo emerged from his bucket and slowly started to assume humanoid form again. His thoughts were clearer know and he had reached a decision. He must find the Founders. And their brutal plans must be stopped. He needed patience to achieve his goals and cooperation from Starfleet. Patience he had plenty.

1 hour till nightpost.

Glycereine has replaced dark_magician_92 (who has announced me that he cannot play during the week). Host: Araver 1. Slick 2. Hirk 3. Segul 4. firno 5. golfjunkie 6. Framm 7. Vineetrika 8. DarthLegion 9. Blablah 10. Glycereine 11. benjer3 12. crazypainter 13. maurice 14. Social Darwin Backups 1. 2.

Done. PM your way. I will extend the night until your action is in. Still missing other 2 actions (From people that have not expressed a desire to withdraw) so 2 more replacements may be needed once Day 1 starts.

Adding another example to the challenge: 4 *&* 8 = 6 20 *&* 5 = 12 8 *&* 31 = 34 15 *&* 2 = 9 80 *&* 31 = 62 71 *&* 40 = 86 83 *&* 13 = 94 50 *&* 11 = 30 40 *&* 42 = 28 21 *&* 20 = 20 22 *&* 12 = 14 2 *&* 36 = 13 80 *&* 81 = 86 10 *&* 14 = 10 ------------- 44 *&* 47 = ?

Correct. Proof accepted

No objections. Looking forward to it

Adding another example to the challenge: 4 *&* 8 = 6 20 *&* 5 = 12 8 *&* 31 = 34 15 *&* 2 = 9 80 *&* 31 = 62 71 *&* 40 = 86 83 *&* 13 = 94 50 *&* 11 = 30 40 *&* 42 = 28 21 *&* 20 = 20 22 *&* 12 = 14 2 *&* 36 = 13 80 *&* 81 = 86 ------------- 44 *&* 47 = ?

Reminder: Night 1 will end in approximately 24 hours OR when I get all actions in. Also, please confirm you received your role and still want to play, even if you do not intend to submit an action tonight. Thank you.

No, that was the prologue. Night 1 will end after all actions are in.

Prologue ------ ( a cloaked vessel outside the Bajor system) ------ The Founder was looking out the window towards the point where the wormhole was. No traffic was to be seen. Vessels were patrolling the area and spy reports about a minefield had arrived a week earlier. She knew she was stranded in this quadrant for a while and would need to play all the cards at the right time to get the upper hand. She missed the Great Link and was distressed to spend so much of her time among solids. The doors hissed and Weyoun 5 walked in. She sensed him bow, then heard “Founder”. The Female Changeling turned around and faced her most loyal servant with a half-smile. “What news do you bring?”. Weyoun hesitated for a second “Our ketracel white reserves are sufficient for one more month. However our attempts to find the necessary ingredients in the Alpha Quadrant have proved fruitless so far.” “What about our new-found allies?”, inquired the Founder. “Well, Dukat is … stubborn, but manageable. His hatred towards the other powers in the Alpha Quadrant is genuine. I …”. “Good. Don’t forget that the leash needs to be tight. But not too tight, at least until we get reinforcements.” “Yes, Founder.” “And the Solids with pointy ears?” “The Romulans have rejected the offer to join the Dominion, however they have accepted a neutrality treaty. They demand some areas which are now under the control of the Federation and Klingon Empire.” “Good. Finish the negotiations. Promise them anything. They're so predictably treacherous. What about the other race?” “So far, our attempts to contact the Breen have been unsuccessful. In time, perhaps…” “Time is a luxury we may not have, Weyoun. Remember that. And the other search …” “So far, the Ferengi have not traded any more stories about any Changeling in the Alpha Quadrant. The only one known to us is Odo, but he is unreachable for now. He is stationed on Deep Space 9.” “Keep searching. And send in the First Omet’iklan. I have a job for him.” “Yes, Founder. As you wish.” ------ ( a cloaked Warbird at the edge of the Alpha quadrant) ------ “Commander Sela. I believe the TalShiar operatives have briefed you with your mission.” “Yes, Praetor! I am to infiltrate command outposts along the Federation / Cardassian border, search and eliminate my targets.” “Good. The Empire’s status depends on those targets being eliminated. Both sides must be weakened to strengthen our position. You know what to do in case you are captured…” “Yes, Praetor!” “Good. Upon completion, await further instructions.” ------ ( aboard the Deep Space 9 station) ------ Odo walked along the corridors watching the people around, sensing their mood, observing their behavior. Grim. That was the word that described everything. It dumbfounded him that criminality was lower than it had ever been. He passed several groups of people that were discussing in low voices. It seems conspiracies were still going on. He entered his quarters and stopped by the window for a moment. The wormhole could not be seen, but glimpses from the minefield and nearby patrols were seen as the station rotated. He still thought about the latest Starfleet report he obtained in the morning. Unconfirmed reports spoke of Changelings infiltrating among key Klingon and Federation stations and vessels. His thoughts ran to the message he received not so long ago. His people. Like him. His thoughts wandered for a while, and then he sighed and melted down in his bucket for the night. -------- (elsewhere aboard Deep Space 9) ----- “With all due respect, Captain …”, Sisko was pacing furiously. “That’s enough! Your orders are to assemble your crew and take the Defiant along the Cardassian border. You will rendezvous with a Maquis operative. Skeleton crew only. Picard looked at Sisko “Remember, Captain, this is a covert operation, we don’t want to provoke a large scale attack from the Dominion right now as the Alliance forces are still gathering.” Sisko stopped and glared at Picard. “Fine. I will take Lt. Comm. Worf and Dr. Bashir with me.” “Lt. Comm. Data and Lt. Comm. La Forge will be placed under your command for this operation. In the meantime, Commander Riker will assume command of Deep Space 9 and the Enterprise will be nearby at all times. And Captain,…”. Sisko turned. “Good luck!”

Noted Here's a list of colors and codes (that I think are not pale) for quick copy-paste: I will also use Dark Gray for "Killed by / Lynched and found to be".