Ice!
Ice!
"How do you tell a communist? Well, it's someone who reads Marx and Lenin. And how do you tell an anti-Communist? It's someone who understands Marx and Lenin." -Ronald Reagan
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Ianofsmeg16
evil maniac form mars.
Someone wich such a name just can't be innocent.
Csar
I vote Reenk Roink.
If you define cowardice as running away at the first sign of danger, screaming and tripping and begging for mercy, then yes, Mr. Brave man, I guess I'm a coward. -Jack Handey
Hmm.
The finger has to point at Crazed Rabbit, since his hatred of environmentalists is legendary.
"If there is a sin against life, it consists not so much in despairing as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this one."
Albert Camus "Noces"
Why!?!Originally Posted by Kommodus
I'm leaning on Banquo's Ghost. After all, he is a diehard environmentalist, and the only people that fanatic environmentalists hate more than the stereotypical anti-environment dude are environmentalists that aren't as fanatic as them...
But he is also a pain to debate in the Backroom, forcing me to throw links after links to support my position...
On second thought, this is too crazy of a conspiracy, so I will go with Crazed Rabbit because of Banquo's Ghost's reasons.
Last edited by Reenk Roink; 08-13-2006 at 21:02.
Wha...? I may be conservative, but I'm no environment hater. And besides, hasn't Sigurd Fafnesbane defended norwegian whaling?Originally Posted by Banquo's Ghost
Anyways, I vote Banquo's Ghost.
Crazed Rabbit
Ja Mata, Tosa.
The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the forces of the Crown. It may be frail; its roof may shake; the wind may blow through it; the storm may enter; the rain may enter; but the King of England cannot enter – all his force dares not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement! - William Pitt the Elder
Banquo's Ghost.
Csar though it would be nifty to be the mafia for once I am sorry to say I am not one of the two chosen for this game.
I think Crazed Rabbit, but I don't really have a good reason, sorry Rabbit.
"A man's dying is more his survivor's affair than his own."
C.S. Lewis
"So many people tiptoe through life, so carefully, to arrive, safely, at death."
Jermaine Evans
Tiberius
Drisos: obviously he was angered by his lack of hosting ability and decided to take it out on an innocent victim
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I'll say Banquo's Ghost
'My intelligence is not just insulted, it's looking for revenge with a gun and no mercy. ' - Frogbeastegg
SERA NIMIS VITA EST CRASTINA VIVE HODIE
The life of tomorrow is too late - live today!
Banquo's Ghost
Friendship, Fun & Honour!
"The Prussian army always attacks."
-Frederick the Great
Reenk Roink.
Crazed Rabbit.
it's the **** that happens while you're waiting for moments that never come
Banquo's Ghost, the second murder was pretty elaborate and knowing that BG is a professional writer, he must be full of crazy ideas.
I'm going to have to get used to this villager thing...
Yeah, suuuure you areOriginally Posted by Cowhead418
The Spartan.
I've never seen him post in the Mafia thread with only a name.
Student by day, bacon-eating narwhal by night (specifically midnight)
Being new to the Tavern (nice place it is, too) and the Org in general, I don't have much familiarity with the regulars here to make an educated guess, but Tiberius's logic seems most convincing to me. So, I'm siding with you for now and accusing The Spartan of murder.
I'm dead. Guess I shouldn't have picked on ice back then......
GoreBag: Oh, Prole, you're a nerd's wet dream.
I'll say Drisos.
"Under capitalism, man exploits man. Under communism, it's just the opposite." - John Kenneth Galbraith
Do I look like a murderer?Originally Posted by Zalmoxis
I vote Banguo's Ghost. Won't matter much.
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Hey guys, guys.
I'm a pacifist - soft and fluffy tree-hugger type, y'know. Never hurt a fly - I have kittens to support.
Crazed Rabbit owns guns. Probably gas too. Remember, Sigurd was gassed - if I was the whale-avenger, I'd have shot him with a harpoon and dragged him through freezing water etc.
You're in danger of lynching the wrong Ghost here.
"If there is a sin against life, it consists not so much in despairing as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this one."
Albert Camus "Noces"
Ice it is then.Originally Posted by discovery1
BTW can we suggest the execution style? I have a precision catapult and a field of home grown barbed wire (your ecological answer to the Italian threat) to be tested.
Originally Posted by DroneOriginally Posted by TinCow
I think it was Banguo's Ghost, so he gets my vote.
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"Oh, how I wish we could have just one Diet session where the Austrians didn't spend the entire time complaining about something." Fredericus von Hamburg
As the Detective searched the home of the Dragon slayer he came over a voice recorder. He pressed play and the well known voice of the distinguished member of the village could be heard: "There is darkness creeping into our beloved village. There seems to be conspiracies and mistrust lurking in every corner. My eyes and ears have picked up some strange behavior on some of our village friends, certain purchases of diverse goods seems strange; flammable oil, large quantities of gun powder, ammunition …”
* the front door bell rings *
“Ah, that must be my window cleaner, I’ll continue tomorrow”.
There was nothing else on the voice recorder and the Detective could not find any other clues in Sigurd’s home. “Damn, if Sigurd only could have mentioned who made those purchases this case would be solved in no-time.”
This was sure a fun game!!!
I will stay dead during the reminder of this game and not suggest names or theories as a dead man should. It is up to the remaining villagers to bring down the MAFIA.
Happy hunting.
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A worn page of an old journal, scuffed with use, bears a feverish scrawl.
My time is approaching. I can hear the baying of the dogs and the maddened shouts of the mob. 'Tis their torches and oil lanterns that I smell, surely, for I cannot deserve the whiff of brimstone?
"Twas ever thus. The man of science and peace, content with his own company and intellect has the vile finger of suspicion pointed once in his direction, and the sheep, unthinking, crowd for blood. 'Tis enough to be different, and that incident with the body parts and the Duracell bunny tells against me forsooth. I am undone, and yet the evil will remain.
What can I leave as a legacy, what fruit of my unhindered mind to help these undeserving fools? Nay, perchance not fools, but terror-struck by the wickedness perpetrated on their fellows. I must think clearly and will them aid before they strike me down.
Why such diverse method? One man merely gassed, the other taunted? I suspected politics, and still do - a man strays not from his roots of belief. Mayhap another alchemist, for he must understand the uses and properties of both gaseous elements and those from beneath the earth.
Yes, of course! But who?
Hark! The villagers approach as doth my doom. I can write no more.
The last third of the page is torn away.
"If there is a sin against life, it consists not so much in despairing as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this one."
Albert Camus "Noces"
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