Spirit Mafia [Concluded]

[Chaotix]

That has to be the weirdest mafia game I have been in.
I was not allowed to post nor reply to pm's about my no posting.


And for what reason was this?

[ULC]

Simple, he most likely had a role (lack of WoG) that didn't let him post, a handicapped role I believe.

If I was alive, I would FoS everyone I revealed myself to, since I suspected each and everyone of you. Sadly, I overextend myself in my attempt at a poor mans investigation, and now there is nothing to go on.

[Chaotix]

But what's the point of being a townie if you can't post or vote? That doesn't really make any sense at all- there can't be a reason for that except to be an extra body for the mafia to lynch. And usually, the mafia goes after people who do post, right?

[CountArach]

Unvote: Sarathos ; Vote: Count Arach
'Where art thou?'
I was drunk in a club and then sleeping it off (Though the red bull sort of prohibited that...).

I can't help but feel that most of the inexperienced players have been killed off because we are up against some of the 'big names' as mafia, who know that the big names are much more likely to arouse suspicion. So now, we must ask who fits the profile of someone who would do this. If I am correct, that would be at least one of Omanes, GH and perhaps CR (He has always been quite tricky as mafia).

Vote: Omanes

That said, Chaotix has struck me as somewhat scummy - he voted defensively as soon as an opportunity rose.

[Chaotix]

Err... what about you? If I understood your wording correctly, you did something similar, because the last person to vote before you, voted for you. Then you found a reason to put the spotlight on someone else...

That said, your logic in the rest of the post is very sound. However, might you yourself be considered a "big name"? I haven't really played enough games to know...

[Sarathos]

Wow, I got bandwagoned even when I was here.

And no EF, I don't just sign-up for games. When I do I intend to play them, especially now when I am on holidays. But I think something is trying to forbid my from the .Org because every time there are goods games and interesting stuff school either gets very busy or my internet useage is maxed out. Which is very easy in a house of four computer which all use the net constantly. So I apologise again to makaikhaan, and all you other players. I shall see you all in pevergreen's huge game, if anyone os playing.

Oh btw, I was town. Good luck all.

[KukriKhan]

vote: Omanes

Tally:

Chaotix: 1
CR: 1
Kukri: 1
CA: 1
Omanes: 2
Abstain: 1


He's been strangely silent since the third day. Some posting, but no analysis - just a quick abstain vote and some perfunctory posts of tallys and lists of who's alive. Not like his usual self.

It's called a Jay - Oh - Bee. Someday, you'll understand. :laugh4:

[Sigurd]

I really hope there are other killers than the mafia (and that they have reduced the mafia a bit).
It seems the spirit which makes the victim kill himself has targeted confirmed roles. First YLAC and now El Diablo. And a role that can't post is a sure lynch candidate, especially when in the game rules you are past the WoG point.

I can't see GH complaining for not getting a mafia role in this game. Could it be?
vote:GeneralHankerchief

[LittleGrizzly]

I can't see GH complaining for not getting a mafia role in this game. Could it be?


That was my thinking...

[seireikhaan]

After the day's discussion, Omanes Alexandropolites was selected for lynch. Though Makaikhaan felt like giving another tirade about the servants' inactivity, he was simply to tired to go through with it. He was handed a sword by a servant, and quickly stepped up to Omanes Alexandropolites. He rose the sword, ready to bring it down upon the servant, when another servant spoke up. Sarathos
exclaimed, "Please, kill me too! I can't take it anymore. Its too much to deal with!" Makaikhaan shrugged his shoulders.

"Very well, get down with Omanes. Sarathos kneeled down next to his comrade. Makaikhaan raised the sword, and brought it down upon the neck of Sarathos, then in another sweep, Omanes. He flipped the sword back to the original servant, and strode back to his sleeping quarters for the night.



Tally:

Chaotix: 1
CR: 1
Kukri: 1
CA: 1
Omanes: 2
GH: 1
Abstain: 1


Dead: 13

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo (N5)

Lynched: 5

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)
Omanes Alexandropolites (D5)

Suicide/WoG: 2

Ignoramus
Sarathos

Alive: 8

Chaotix27
CountArach
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz
KukriKhan
Shlin28
Sigurd Fafnesbane

[KukriKhan]

So, eight survive.

Chaotix27
CountArach
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz
KukriKhan
Shlin28
Sigurd Fafnesbane

Three (or, if we got lucky, 2) of which are bad guys. I'll be the eternal optimist and guess: we four (or five), despite the ugliness of the baddies, can 'take' these bad guys, and prevail.

Don't go all wobbly on us now, friends. Wait for it. Our redemption is at hand! :)

To the end-game... alee!

[CountArach]

Err... what about you? If I understood your wording correctly, you did something similar, because the last person to vote before you, voted for you. Then you found a reason to put the spotlight on someone else...
That's not correct, because I used reasoning to vote for you - you simply agreed with someone else's reasoning and contributed nothing else. I also did not vote defensively - which means that I would've voted for glyphz, who voted for me.

That said, your logic in the rest of the post is very sound. However, might you yourself be considered a "big name"? I haven't really played enough games to know...
I suppose I would be, because I am experienced. That's for others to judge though.

[LittleGrizzly]

GH Kurki and Shlin28 are my suspects, im sure at least one or two of these are mafia...

[seireikhaan]

CA was sitting alert outside a door, clearly looking for anything moving. His head swiveled left and right constantly, keeping a constant alert. His attention was taken when a shadow crept along a wall down to his left. He scrambled to his feet, in a guarded stance against whatever might be the source of the shadow. The shadow grew longer, until a dark, bipedal creature turned the corner to face CA. CA rushed the creature, whilst apparently searching a sleeve for something. He pulled out beaded rosary, and began to hum a chant. However, the creature was having none of it; it opened a bag it had held on its shoulder, and from its empty contents a torrential wind blew, knocking CA off his feet, sending him tumbling backwards in disarray. The creature bounded forward quickly, and stepped on the left wrist of CA, which still held the rosary. CA's grip faltered under the immense pressure of the being's foot, and released the rosary. The creature then grabbed CA by the neck with its other hand, lifting him up from the ground, face to face. The creature dropped the bag, and used its now free hand to plunge five clawed fingers into CA's midsection. It tore and twisted at the insides of CA, finally ripping the hand, as well as a large quantity of blood and entrails, out of CA. It tossed the now limp body to the floor, leaving the corpse behind, content in its mission.




A tall, bipedal creature stalked the hallways, looking through one room after another, passing each by as though what it found did not satisfy it. The air around it exuded a bluish crackle, just by its passing through. As it turned reached a t-corner in at the end of a hallway, it stood up straight, then began a walk back through the same hallway. It walked purposely towards the end it had come from, then took a right at the first t-corner. It followed this to another t-corner, where it took a left, then ascended a flight of stairs, then following that hall to what appeared to be a dead end. There was no rooms, just a large window that offered a scenic view of the castle courtyard. It looked out the window, and in the moonlight, saw another being in the moonlight outside, standing above what looked like a body. The sparking creatured put a clawed hand to the window, cutting a large hole in the glass, a screeching sound echoing through the dead end. It finished cutting the large circle, and pushed it out into the grounds, before jumping from the third story down to the grounds. It approached the being it saw earlier. However, it stopped short when it saw the being laying hands upon what was now very clearly a corpse, which was now beginning to decompose slightly. Out of sheer curiosity, it stayed back, to see what was happening. The other being's hands were set on the chest and belly of the corpse. The hands began to glow a bright yellow, as though they were exuding pure sunlight. It shone out bright and clear in the dark night, where previously the only source of light had been the moon itself. The light seemed pure, sparkling. Even more astounding was the reaction of the corpse; where previously had been gashes and holes, flesh appeared. The same light began to shine from its eyes, mouth, and ears. The original creature decided enough was enough. It bounded forward towards its equally strange counterpart. I raised its right hand, electricity gathering and sparking from the hand. It shot the electricity out as a charged bolt.

The other being raised its head, becoming aware of its attacker. It merely nodded its head in response to the bolt headed towards it. Without warning, appearing from seemingly nowhere, twelve great spirits arose. The twelve stepped together, each with a sword and shield, forming a link between the two beings. The bolt of electricity struck one of the spirits, but was merely absorbed. The attacking creature held up both hands this time, a great, dark cloud accumulating rapidly above the combatants. Thunder sounded loudly above, and great, purple bolts of lightening descended to the attacker's opponents. The twelve spirits moved with blinding quickness, stepping into the path of each and every bolt, and absorbing the charged particles. Bolts continued to rain down upon the field, but not one could penetrate past the guard of the twelve spirits. In the meantime, the defending spirit had returned to the corpse, attempting to finish the job at hand. It continued to pour the pure light into the body, and wounds continued to stitch themselves, while cold and gray flesh became warm and tan. The defending being suddenly stopped; the corpse began to rise from the ground.

YourLordandConqueror suddenly regained conciousness, confused. The last thing he had recalled was being in his room; now he was somewhere in the courtyard, while lightening struck around him and thunder sounded. He gazed up at the being which stood before him. A bunch of spirits were swooping around, and a second creature stood in the distance, seeming to be the summoner of the strange weather. He would have to figure this out later...

The thunder quickly ended; the lightening bolts soon after. The twelve spirits ensured the survival of the pure and kindly being. They returned to its side, between it and the lightening-wielding attacker. Each spirit raised a hand, and, with a massive blast, shot out the electricity each had stored during the assault towards the attacker. Only through a nimble jump backwards, all the way back to the window from which it had leaped. The attacker suddenly shook its head, as though it was shaking the cobwebs out. A confused look temporarily overtook its face, however, when it peered down at the spirit guards which stood formidably before the two on the ground. Not looking eager much longer for engagement, the lightning being withdrew into the castle halls.




Killed: 14

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo (N5)
CountArach (N6)

Lynched: 5

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)
Omanes Alexandropolites (D5)

Suicide/WoG: 2

Ignoramus
Sarathos

Alive: 8

Chaotix27
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz
KukriKhan
Shlin28
Sigurd Fafnesbane
YourLordandConqueror

[GeneralHankerchief]

:laugh4: :laugh4: :laugh4:

I should have known there was going to be a resurrection in khaan's game.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Anyway, after digesting that little tidbit...

Vote: KukriKhan

Off-target all game. As you usually say, "explain, sir, or die."

[ULC]

Yay!

Why do you vote an obviously protown role GH?

Vote: GeneralHankerchief

EDIT: I'd also like to mention that everyone I told about myself EXCEPT Omanes is dead, and we are also one kill short this night, thus HoS: Glyphz, Sigurd, and Crazed Rabbit. Cough up who the heck you are :brood:

[Crazed Rabbit]

How is he obviously pro-town? Could you explain?

CR

[ULC]

From the write up, and also the fact I have not been informed I have to do anything remotely anti-town. I doubt makaikhaan forgot, and Kukri hasnlt told me otherwise. If the town wants, I am at your disposal and will investigate how ever you wish. Just put it to a vote.

[Crazed Rabbit]

Okay, I'm a bit confused. What in the write-up proves Kukri's innocence?

You say you haven't been informed you don't have to be anti-town. Why would you bring that up? Does it mean that you might be a pawn of the one who resurrected you, as was the case, IIRC, in one of khaan's previous games?

I'm also unsure of what this means:

I doubt makaikhaan forgot, and Kukri hasnlt told me otherwise.

CR

[GeneralHankerchief]

From the write up, and also the fact I have not been informed I have to do anything remotely anti-town. I doubt makaikhaan forgot, and Kukri hasnlt told me otherwise. If the town wants, I am at your disposal and will investigate how ever you wish. Just put it to a vote.

YLC, you seriously need to be more forthcoming if you expect anyone to believe you. That, and history (check Netherworld Mafia) isn't on your side here.

[ULC]

Exactly what is confusing? In the write up he is clearly labeled as a spirit of purity and light.


The twelve spirits ensured the survival of the pure and kindly being.

That seems benevolent to me at least.

I brought it up because it seemed like I should clarify that he isn't something like "Hades" from the Netherworld mafia game. And the part you quote is just a point that I don't think either one would have goofed on such an important matter as telling me that I am now a pawn of Kukrikhan. I have received nothing telling me that I am. And may I ask why we are now focusing on Kukrikhan, and not you, Sigurd, and Glyphz, the only ones left that I revealed to? Claim a role, or I change my vote :smash:

And no takers for a vote on whom I should investigate? Does anyone want their innocence proven? Does anyone not want to work together on this one?

[GeneralHankerchief]

Where exactly does it say that Kukri is this?

And you never revealed to me, so I have no idea what you're talking about.

[ULC]

Sorry GH, when I posted that, I was replying to CR, not you.

As to your question...



Originally posted by makaikhaan

The thunder quickly ended; the lightening bolts soon after. The twelve spirits ensured the survival of the pure and kindly being. They returned to its side, between it and the lightening-wielding attacker. Each spirit raised a hand, and, with a massive blast, shot out the electricity each had stored during the assault towards the attacker. Only through a nimble jump backwards, all the way back to the window from which it had leaped. The attacker suddenly shook its head, as though it was shaking the cobwebs out. A confused look temporarily overtook its face, however, when it peered down at the spirit guards which stood formidably before the two on the ground. Not looking eager much longer for engagement, the lightning being withdrew into the castle halls.



Whic is right after I am resurrected. Why you cannot read this, I do not understand, so my vote stands GH, for asking a question you could have easily answered yourself, scum. How about we start using my ability to it's fullest while we can, or at least start discussing suspects.

[Crazed Rabbit]

How does that affect GH's suspicions about Kukri, though?

CR

[ULC]

How does that affect GH's suspicions about Kukri, though?

CR

That is the weirdest question I have ever heard CR, at least coming from you. How do decide what affect GH's suspicions? What MK was referring to was definitely NOT me. Your acting scummier by the post CR, FoS: Crazed Rabbit.

I am really tiring of this game between you two, so either start claiming roles or I will simply investigate you when the time comes. Better yet, how about you start using me to full effect instead of posting useless arguments and interrogating me. I can do whatever you say, and yet you still suspect me, needlessly, and you question Kukri on the basis that he is like Hades. Nothing is being done for the betterment of the town , and it's getting on my nerves. DO SOMETHING PEOPLE!

[GeneralHankerchief]

You're implying that Kukri is this being of light that summoned the spirits against the lightning guy. I see nowhere in the public thread where this is the case.

If this is another freakin' exclusive pro-town group thing, I'm going to vomit.

[ULC]

Originally posted by makaikhan

The other being raised its head, becoming aware of its attacker. It merely nodded its head in response to the bolt headed towards it. Without warning, appearing from seemingly nowhere, twelve great spirits arose. The twelve stepped together, each with a sword and shield, forming a link between the two beings. The bolt of electricity struck one of the spirits, but was merely absorbed. The attacking creature held up both hands this time, a great, dark cloud accumulating rapidly above the combatants. Thunder sounded loudly above, and great, purple bolts of lightening descended to the attacker's opponents. The twelve spirits moved with blinding quickness, stepping into the path of each and every bolt, and absorbing the charged particles. Bolts continued to rain down upon the field, but not one could penetrate past the guard of the twelve spirits. In the meantime, the defending spirit had returned to the corpse, attempting to finish the job at hand. It continued to pour the pure light into the body, and wounds continued to stitch themselves, while cold and gray flesh became warm and tan. The defending being suddenly stopped; the corpse began to rise from the ground.

Exactly how many times must I post exactly what makaikhan has? How many times must you attack me and Kukri and not concentrate on helping the town? I grow tired of this :brood:

And if there is a protown group, I am not parley to it.

[Crazed Rabbit]

Um...Okay, look. GH voted for Kukri. You asked him why he would vote for such a protown role.

I want to know why Kukri is so obviously a pro-town role. You've acted as though GH has said Kukri is the guy who resurrected you and is suspicious of Kukri on account of that.

But I haven't seen where GH said that. If GH has said he suspected Kukri of being the resurrecting being and then voted for him, I could see why you would ask that question.

Now, since GH made the comment about the resurrection and then voted for Kukri, it seems that you took that to mean GH thought Kukri resurrected you. I do not think that is GH's reasoning for voting for Kukri.

Since you're alive and can talk freely again, did you get any investigation results before you died?

CR

[GeneralHankerchief]

YLC:

I voted for Kukri on the basis that I think he's bad. Your initial response was the following:


Why do you vote an obviously protown role GH?

I asked for clarification.

You responded with this:


Exactly what is confusing? In the write up he is clearly labeled as a spirit of purity and light.

"He" as in Kukri.

So, my question to you is: HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT THE SPIRIT OF LIGHT IS KUKRI?

[ULC]

Um...Okay, look. GH voted for Kukri. You asked him why he would vote for such a protown role.

I want to know why Kukri is so obviously a pro-town role. You've acted as though GH has said Kukri is the guy who resurrected you and is suspicious of Kukri on account of that.

But I haven't seen where GH said that. If GH has said he suspected Kukri of being the resurrecting being and then voted for him, I could see why you would ask that question.

Now, since GH made the comment about the resurrection and then voted for Kukri, it seems that you took that to mean GH thought Kukri resurrected you. I do not think that is GH's reasoning for voting for Kukri.

Since you're alive and can talk freely again, did you get any investigation results before you died?

CR

:embarassed:

Sorry, I thought that meant GH had some inkling, so I took it as if he was suddenly attacking a protown role. Sorry to Kukri for that, and sorry to GH. My newbishness is getting to me...

No, I did not, and it would not have mattered, for we can see that CA is dead.

Still, any votes on whom I should investigate?

[ULC]

Oops! Forgot to change my vote. Now that it's clear to me that GH wasn't voting Kukri on my rather strangled theory of "GH attacking Protown"...

Vote: Abstain

I'll vote when I'm not being an idiot...

[GeneralHankerchief]

Alright, I think we're cool now.

I don't think Kukri is the resurrector. I have no idea who the resurrector is. But I think Kukri's behavior's been off for the entire game, hence my vote.

BTW, don't forget to unvote me. khaan's a stickler for the rules.

[ULC]

GAH!

Unvote: GeneralHankerchief, Vote: Abstain

Thanks GH

[KukriKhan]

I am the resurrector.

vote: Glyphz

YLC: Please investigate Sigurd as soon as possible.

[CountArach]

I can confirm KurkiKhan's claim.

[FactionHeir]

Resurrector or Hades? :inquisitive:

[CountArach]

I was killed by the mafia and I can confirm KukriKhan's claim to being the town's resurrector. Obviously I can't quote anything, though Kukri is free to.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Well then.

Unvote: KukriKhan
Vote: shlin28

[KukriKhan]

I was killed by the mafia and I can confirm KukriKhan's claim to being the town's resurrector. Obviously I can't quote anything, though Kukri is free to.

Of course, quoting my role PM would be the best evidence, but:


NO QUOTING HOST'S PMS, NO QUOTING CHATLOGS, NO SCREENSHOTS, NO ALTERNATE ACCOUNTS, AND NO TRANSLATING HOST'S PM'S-You may quote PM's from other players. You may claim whatever you want, including role name, so long as you don't quote my PM's word for word, or very close to word for word. Also, you cannot reveal victory conditions. Period.

prevents that. But I'll post CA's and my PM traffic. "We report. You decide." :)

CA to me:

It would appear that we are on the same side in Spirit Mafia. That is interesting. Makaikhaan told me that you are a "rather interesting and benevolent character" when I was using my ability on GH. I am guessing that you are the Detective. Would this assumption be correct? If you need any information to verify that I am trustworthy, feel free to ask.

I respond:

I'm glad we're apparently on the same side. Makaikhaan used exactly the same words to describe you to me ("rather interesting and benevolent character") in response to my night action.

Later, CA to me:

Well I assume that means we can probably trust each other. Good news.

I decide to trust, and reveal:

I'm apparently something a little less than a detective - I don't get investigation results.

My role says that if someone I 'visit' is attacked, I too will be attacked. It also states: "You are protected by the 12 Heavenly Generals, and are thus invulnerable to any night attacks.", so my (admittedly, flimsey) plan has been to 'visit' the big names in mafia (CR on night1, no attack; GH on n2, where I met you, but no attack), hoping I could glean some info from the results of any attack.

I wish I had an intelligent question to ask you/test you, but I don't so far. So I'll just trust you blindly for now, based on instinct.

To try to help, I'll share: I have one amazing ability; I can raise one person/player from the dead in the game. Of course I'll save that trump card for later, when we (town) are floundering, and need a detective, or hero, or pro-town killer to come back.

In sum, I'm more of a doctor than a detective, unable to stop an attack, but able to survive it (them), and re-animate 1 single character.

If you have ideas on who I should 'visit', please feel free.

Regards,

Yakushi Nyarai, aka KukriKhan

We hatch a 'plan', although it's a loose one; CA to me:

That role is very, very useful, especially when, as you said, the Detective is revealed. I am in fact the traditional Doctor role, so normally I would protect you with my night ability, but your invulnerability means I don't need to do that. I've protected GH both nights because he can be quite useful, and now that I think about it, it might be useful to continue with that for a short time.

My reasoning is that I thought of protecting him, you thought he was a chance of being attacked, and the Detective is likely to investigate him at some point. That means that if I am there to protect GH as well, I will meet with the Detective. We can then form a group of 3 pro-town people, as well as whoever the Detective has confirmed innocent.

I don't know who you should visit, perhaps some of the other big names?

CA, again, to me:

That means that if I am there to protect GH as well, I will meet with the Detective. We can then form a group of 3 pro-town people, as well as whoever the Detective has confirmed innocent.

I respond:

Now, that sounds like a plan. I will continue to visit the biggies, you keep protecting GH and we'll meet in the middle, approximately just before end-game.

Who/whatRole is GH, thaT you know of? Some kinda pro-town killer?

Cheers,

K

and responds to me:

I have no idea. I wouldn't rule out killer, but either way if this works out, we will find out.

Several days pass; 2 days ago (13 Sep), I know we need to do something, and PM CA:

3 bad guys, and apparently no champion/town-side fighter. I'm gonna have to play the re-animation card this next night phase, or it'll be useless.

I plan to resurrect YLC so he can get one good investigation in before we all die - assuming he really is the detective.

Any objections?

Cheers

Kukri

and his (CA's) reply to me:

Sounds fine to me - if he wasn't the detective there would be a counter-claim.

Finally, I write to makaikhaan:

In the next night-phase, I raise YLC from the dead. On the town's behalf, I only hope I'm not too late.

and here we are.

[CountArach]

I can confirm that those are the exact same PMs I have... just in case there is any doubt.

[ULC]

:crazy: :laugh4:

Okay, if i am reading this right, that puts

Innocent
KukriKhan
YLC
GeneralHankerchief
Crazed Rabbit

Possible Mafia
Sigurd
Glyphz
Chaotix27
Shlin28

Of those, 2 I revealed to are still alive, so

Vote: Sigurd

My suggestion is we lynch Sigurd and Investigate Glyphz and/or Shlin28.

You 4 better start defending yourselves, and well.

[KukriKhan]

Therefore, it is now time to "man-up", and everyone still alive: reveal.

[Crazed Rabbit]

My role is just a normal townie.

As for voting, looking back on shlin's seven posts during this game (https://forums.totalwar.org/vb/search.php?searchid=159208), he's never offered any analysis, he's only voted three times, and each of those votes has been accompanied by a one line statement that isn't very convincing.

vote:shlin

I think he's one of our mafia, trying to hide by lurking.

Kukri and CountArach - why not raise YLC much earlier and then have the doctor protect him? He would have been able to get so many more investigations in.

CR

[Sigurd]

:crazy: :laugh4:

Okay, if i am reading this right, that puts

Innocent
KukriKhan
YLC
GeneralHankerchief
Crazed Rabbit

Possible Mafia
Sigurd
Glyphz
Chaotix27
Shlin28

Of those, 2 I revealed to are still alive, so

Vote: Sigurd

My suggestion is we lynch Sigurd and Investigate Glyphz and/or Shlin28.

You 4 better start defending yourselves, and well.

How on earth does protecting GH during several rounds exonerate him? And what was the concluding evidence that shows CR is innocent? Any thing you guys with roles know that you haven't shared?
In fact, no-one has attacked GH or CR and made them innocent ... or?

Considering this being a makaikhaan game, I will be a little reluctant to fully trust any revealed pro-town roles. Being fooled by a resurrector in the last game kinda does that to you.

And I doubt shlin is guilty. He responded to the townies does not get any PMs thing with FactionHeir. Only vanilla townies know that makaihkaan sent a heads up PM.
I therefore believe shlin is a townie.

Any word from the blocker?

[glyphz]

Townie here, though you can't take my word for it.
I'd assume that all pro-town roles are revealed (YLaC, Kukri, CA, and maybe even Lord WInter (more on that later)), leaving the rest as townies or mafia. And we know the mafia are not gonna stand and say 'Mafia here.'
Us, townies (who are mixed w/ fake townies), can't do much to defend ourselves against this inquisition properly, until we die or get investigated. The only thing we can do is try to be productive here in the public thread, by helping the pro-town roles root out the mafia.
Here's me attempting to do that:
1) It seems that there was 3 or maybe 4 mafia. 'Wolf w/ bag of wind,' 'Humanoid w/ book&brush,' 'Suicide baddie(?)' & 'Lightning guy.' From that, I'd assume LW is pro-town. I think this is likely fact.

2) The 4 guys YLaC revealed to were left alive and not targeted, until Omanes was lynched. Though that could mean a mafia may exist among us, I'd like to think that at that time (Rnd 2? + I gave YLaC 'selective' process a chance), that the chances of all of us being innocent is higher, and that the mafia left us alone as lynch bait, and why I was hesitant to vote for the other 3. This argument is very weak, and I think so too, because 4 being a very BIG & risky number to reveal to, and especially since YLaC died the next phase, and perhaps due to...

3) Humanoid mafia kept killing each round, till now. Lightning guy, last seen in Rnd1 and perhaps presumed dead by many, replaced him. Though credit to them for avoiding lynch this long, it'd be wise for mafia to have kept 'Lightning' hidden. I'd assume from this that Omanes, who was 1 of the 4 was actually mafia, specifically the 'humanoid,' discrediting point 2. This point can't be proven as fact though.Vote: shlin28 Why?
To me, that leaves shlin, Chaotix and GH (despite other's defending them), and maybe 2 (at worst 3) mafia left though CR and Sigurd aren't in the clear either. But, if I'm gonna go w/ my assumptions... shlin's guilty based on...
'that the mafia left us alone as lynch bait'
shlin has voted both me and CR on what I think is 'scummy' reasoning.

Vote: glyphz

Could it be possible that he betrayed YLC and led to his death? I thought he just randomly picked me out of the 4, and let him be. Then..

Vote: CR

Bad vibes... That's right, thats my only reason...
:huh2:

:edit: If you doubt my 'townieness,' I'm fine w/ having YLC investigate me ...but since I claim town and this being the end game, I'd reason that an investigation on me is a waste. In the end, it's YLC's decision...

[shlin28]

Meh, I'm just a townie, I really got no defence apart from that.

In games where I am just a townie with no role pm I tend to post less, see older games for evidence :bow: So me being un-analytical is strictly normal.

Vote: Chaotix

I'm not even gonna try to save myself...

[Chaotix]

Yeah, I'd say we (or YLC, to be precise) should investigate glyphz for this turn. He, along with shlin, seem the most suspicious to me.

So

Vote: shlin28

and FoS:glyphz.

[Sigurd]

So .. shlin28 gets it.
I can't shake the feeling that we have been played by the mafia. That last night's kills were intentionally few.
We will see three kills again tonight and it is game over. :brood:

And CR do pose a interesting question. If Kukri and CA knew eachother's roles early in the game, why not resurrect the detective and protect him? Why wait until the game is nigh to twelve? :stare:

Ah well, I guess it is The Black Hand all over again.

[Sigurd]

I almost forgot; vote: GeneralHankerchief
It will be recorded that at least I voted the Godfather twice in this game when he laughs at us in his victory.

[CountArach]

And CR do pose a interesting question. If Kukri and CA knew eachother's roles early in the game, why not resurrect the detective and protect him? Why wait until the game is nigh to twelve? :stare:
I really don't know. In my head we had a reason, but I'm not sure.

[seireikhaan]

As a heads up, this round will last approximately another 45 minutes to 1 hour.

[KukriKhan]

Tally:

Glyphz 1 (Kukri)
shlin28 4 (GH, CR, Glyphz, Chaotix27)
Sigurd: 1 (YLC)
Chaotix 1 (shlin28)
GH 1 (Sigurd)

Why did I not raise YLC earlier? I should have done it 2 nights ago, looking back. I thought a pro-town killer might yet show up, but he never did. Just the same 3 bad guys (I think). And, to be honest, there was so little public action in this game, I thought makaikhaan might get frustrated and just chuck the whole thing, due to lack of interest. So, I bidded my time. When we got down to 8 players, with 3 mafia probably still loose, I knew it was "now or never", so raised up YLC, who I was still not positive (but 85% so) was a legit detective.

If we lose because I waited too long, I'll accept the blame. :bow:

[seireikhaan]

Tally:

Glyphz 1 (Kukri)
shlin28 4 (GH, CR, Glyphz, Chaotix27)
Sigurd: 1 (YLC)
Chaotix 1 (shlin28)
GH 1 (Sigurd)
Ah, good timing Kukri, I was just doing the tally myself. :bow:

Lynch writeup commencing. shlin28 has been lynched. Any with orders may begin sending them now.

[seireikhaan]

Makaikhaan stepped from his bed chamber, not eager for another day of no discussion. He was seriously considering abandoning this approach, as few, if any, had seemed to take it seriously. However, as the day's argumentation advanced, he was pleasantly surprised by the new, improves, atmosphere of challenging discussion which went back and forth. After what felt like a fruitful process, Shlin28 was chosen nearly unanimously. As Makaikhaan called him forward, Shlin28 had a gloomy look on his face, as though he had been anticipating the call for his death. Two guards rushed behind him and held him down, extending his head to expose as much as neck as possible for Makaikhaan to slice. Makaikhaan held his sword high, and brought it down with gusto, excited that possibly something had been achieved by the castle populace. When Shlin28's head was severed, however, it appeared to bleed just like every other human. Regardless, Makaikhaan dismissed everyone for the night, hoping for the best.


Tally:

shlin28 4(GH, CR, Glyphz, Chaotix27)
Glyphz 1 (Kukri)
Sigurd: 1 (YLC)
Chaotix 1 (shlin28)
GH 1 (Sigurd)


Killed: 14

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo (N5)
CountArach (N6)

Lynched: 6

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)
Omanes Alexandropolites (D5)
Shlin28 (D6)

Suicide/WoG: 2

Ignoramus
Sarathos

Alive: 7

Chaotix27
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz
KukriKhan
Sigurd Fafnesbane
YourLordandConqueror


Round will last 24 hours.

[KukriKhan]

Makaikhaan held his sword high, and brought it down with gusto, excited that possibly something had been achieved by the castle populace. When Shlin28's head was severed, however, it appeared to bleed just like every other human.

Damn. Another townie.

FoS: GH, CR, Glyphz who voted shlin's lynch. Chaotix I saw as a reflex, defense vote.

YLC: your instincts have been good this game, so please investigate whomever you choose. I suspect the above 3. But I back any choice you make.

[CountArach]

I would perhaps suggest GH. As I said earlier, the pattern of killings seems very much like what Hanky would do.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Not like it matters since I'm going to be lynched next anyway, but I'm not mafia. You guys are wasting your time.

[FactionHeir]

I think Sigurd and glyphz are definite mafia. Not sure which of GH and Chaotix are, but more likely Chaotix.

[seireikhaan]

Alright, I have everything I need, writeups commencing now.

[seireikhaan]

Sigurd Fafnesbane returned to his room following the day's lynch, hoping to get in some practice on his favored shamisen before he got too tired. He closed the door to his room, then laid out the delicate instrument before him. As per a personal superstition, he sat cross-legged before it, beginning his meditation regimine. Roughly 30 minutes later, he opened his eyes and adjusted his posture, feeling quite relaxed and ready to begin his practice. He reached out his hand to pick up the instrument, only to receive a static shock from it. Shaking his hand, he reached out with the other, only to have it receive a similar treatment. Sigurd Fafnesbane just sat there, quite puzzled as to why his instrument kept electrocuting him.

However, his puzzlement was quickly interrupted by his door slamming open, to be replaced with shock. A tall humanoid being stood in the doorway, light purple sparks urgently dancing about it's skin. It turned its head to face Sigurd Fafnesbane, a scowl overtaking its face. The being raised a hand, and seemingly at will, called for the sparks go gather in his hand. And within one second, it jammed its hand towards Sigurd Fafnesbane, the gathered charged particles releasing from its skin, shooting instantly towards Sigurd Fafnesbane. There was not a chance to dodge; electricity charged through his body, killing the nerve endings quickly, before liquifying internal organs and burning skin. So fortunately for Sigurd, his death was at least mostly painless.

An ever so slight creek echoed from down the hall. The being's head swiveled, then back to the room at hand; it spotted the 2 foot by 2 foot window in the northern wall. Without a word, the being dove from a standing position into the air, and through the window with a crash, out into the near pitch-black of the courtyard.


YLC crept down his current hallway, a small knife in hand. He stopped at each corner, careful to peer around each one, clearly looking to avoid contact with others. He reached a t-corner, and after taking care to determine the coast was clear, he took a left. After 2 seconds down his new hall, a finger tapped on his shoulder. YLC jumped slightly; he had been sure the coast was clear. He turned around, and came face to face with a familiar person. "You?!" He whispered. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

A kindly, gentle, bald old man smiled whistfully back at him. "Me? Oh, I just like people. How are you doing?"

YLC raised an eyebrow quizzically. What kind of response was that? What kind of question is that to ask someone who just spent a few days dead? "Look, can you just be quiet?" he requested.

"Oh, sure, just pretend I'm not here. I'll tag along a while longer, however," the old man responded, a smile still adorning his face. Still quite puzzled by this old ma, YLC nevertheless continued onwards. Amazingly the old man actually managed to be even quieter than YLC.

As YLC neared a room at the end of the hallway, the hair on his arms and head began to stand on end. The air had an strange, unsettling feeling to it. YLC was caught off guard temporarily by the change in atmosphere. His left foot sank just slightly further on the wooden floorboard than he had intended, and a slight creak echoed through the hall. "Damn!" YLC cursed to himself. However, out of the silence something even louder pierced. A loud crash came from the hall at the end of the hallway, like glass being shattered. Abandoning pretense of silence, YLC ran down to the room, through the opened door, and found the deceased body of Sigurd. Once more, YLC cursed to himself.

His self-reprimanding was quickly ceased however, by the old man. "Something's coming," he warned to YLC. The smile was no longer present on the old man's face. True enough, when YLC looked back down the hall, a dark skinned creature, wearing naught but a leapord skin around its waist, with a large bag in its left hand. It spotted both YLC and the old man. The being grabbed the opening of the bag with its right hand, and held it open to the two. A gale of wind came from it. However, the instant the bag had opened, twelve ancient looking spirits rose from nothingness around the old man. YLC's head spun as the gale met the twelve spirits, and the wind, instead of blowing them away, was redirected as though by an invisible force surrounding the twelve upwards, smashing a giant hole in the ceiling, causing numerous boards, nails, and bits of metal to fall into the hall. The twelve spirits, each armed with a gleaming naginata, rushed in formation, flying above the scraps on the floor, forming a wall of blade towards the dark attacker. Recognizing it could not defeat the twelve spirits, it fell back from whence it came, retreating as fast as possible to avoid a further confrontation. Oddly, as it was disappearing, a small laugh, almost a titter was heard. heeehehee....



YLC, as the last steps of the dark, wind-wielding attacker were heard, took out his knife once more. The old man turned to him, a smile once more upon its face. However, the smile quickly turned to shock; YLC had rammed the knife through his own neck. Blood spilled out through the vital arteries and veins, yet YLC held the knife firmly, even going so far as to rip it downwards into his collarbone, opening up even further wounds. And with little to no warning, the hand, as well as 90% of the rest of his body went limp. The lungs throat still throttled for oxygen, as well as the head, for similar reasons, for about six seconds before they too stopped movement completely. A frown overtook the old man's face. Eyes teared up, but there was little to be done by this point. The old man nevertheless picked up the body, and began a descent to the courtyard and beyond, to give the man a proper resting place.



Killed: 16

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo (N5)
CountArach (N6)
YourLordandConqueror (N7)
SigurdFafnesbane (N7)

Lynched: 6

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)
Omanes Alexandropolites (D5)
Shlin28 (D6)

Suicide/WoG: 2

Ignoramus
Sarathos

Alive: 5

Chaotix27
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz
KukriKhan



This round will last approximately 24 hours.

[GeneralHankerchief]

One fine morning in the Scottish Highlands I was up early, taking a stroll and enjoying nature in its most unspoiled time of day, when the loud tremors of human hurry had yet to commence and where a still calm still reigned. I had been walking for about 45 minutes, wearing denim jeans, an old “Live Aid Philadelphia” T-shirt, and a vest, for while it was only September the air already had a chilly bite to it. There was a small grove of trees to my left and as I was passing it by, a little gray squirrel skipped out and stopped right in front of me. It looked up at my face for a second, paused, and said “Excuse me sir, but did you know that Washington, DC was built on a swamp?”

“Why no Mr. Squirrel, I did not,” I said. “What an interesting fact.” The squirrel nodded. “Yes, I thought so too,” he said, for he was definitely a he; this was discernable even in spite of the squirrel’s high-pitched voice. “It is such an exciting thing to discover someone who shares my passion for geographically-related architectural history, especially at this lovely hour in the morning, which is nature’s most unspoiled time of day.”

“Would you like to pick some berries for the day’s enjoyment with me?” I said, to which the squirrel responded: “I ordinarily prefer acorns and the like, but in such good company I am inclined to forgo my usual repast in favor of my company’s preference.” So the two of us went out and picked a good many berries, feasting on them and sharing more geographically-related architectural history facts, all the while telling each other more about ourselves.

“O Mr. Squirrel,” I said after popping a berry in my mouth, “I am enjoying our time together, but a greater concern lies in my mind which is somewhat spoiling this interesting occasion. In yonder town, there resides a lovely young maiden whom I have desires to marry, but alas! I have neither the money to provide for her nor the courage to approach her. We are friends now, but I would be forever indebted to you if you could assist me with this matter.” The squirrel paused from picking berries and regarded me for over a minute before giving his advice. “These matters are never easy to deal with,” he said with an air of knowledge of the subject. “In your case, I recommend that you forget the money issue since there is nothing you can do about it, living in the Scottish Highlands and picking berries in the morning for leisure. Should you love her and care for her enough, you will provide more than a rich but unloving man can ever do for a wife.”

“You are so wise, Mr. Squirrel,” I said, “but what to do about the courage problem? For I can love her and care for her enough, but I will never be able to do these things if I cannot even talk to her.” The squirrel sighed, and then spoke once more. “You only have this problem once,” he said, “for after the first contact everything will go smoother. Therefore, I can only suggest that you get it over with now so you will never have to deal with it again, at least in matters regarding your maiden in yonder town.” So the two of us ceased our berry-picking and made our way to yonder town, which bore the official name of Yonder Town, and spied the maiden on a pleasant little side street, wearing a lilac dress and carrying a basket, whistling a merry tune.

On the squirrel’s prodding, I walked right up to the maiden and asked: “What’s the basket for?” She looked at me for the first time, turned red, and giggled, telling me that she had just bought an assortment of berries at the local market and was returning home to give them to her mother for a birthday present. “What a nice gesture,” I said, “Your mother will surely appreciate it. But why buy berries at the local market when you can go out in the Highlands and pick them yourself? You know, I do just that, generally in the morning, which is nature’s most unspoiled time of day.” So the conversation continued splendidly and arrangements were made to meet the very next morning to pick some berries, in the Highlands in the morning, which is nature’s most unspoiled time of day. The squirrel and I retired to my home, where we celebrated the end of what had been a fulfilling day.

Two months passed, and the relationship between myself and the lovely young maiden down in yonder town which was called Yonder Town was going splendidly, and whatever time I did not spend with her I spent with my good friend the squirrel. We were currently in the midst of an intellectual discourse on the greatest literary giants of the first half of the twentieth century when the conversation veered off, as things usually do.

“My friend,” he said to me, “I have done you a great favor since we met two months ago, have I not?” I agreed, for indeed, he had. “Then,” he said, “Would you mind repaying me?” I once again agreed, for indeed, we were friends, and was that not what friends did? He said, “I have thoroughly enjoyed my time here, but alas, I fear it is at an end. For while we are in Scotland, I am a North American squirrel and it is about time for me to return home.”

“No problem,” I said, “for who am I to deny someone the simple wish that they return to the land they know best? Yes, I will call the airport tonight to get us tickets; I believe Edinburgh has regular flights to-“ but the squirrel cut me off, shaking his head at me. “Nay, nay,” he said sadly, “a plane will not do. You could be in grave trouble if the authorities present at the airport found you trying to smuggle a squirrel into the country, and I do not know if my tiny body mass would be able to handle the sudden changes in air pressure that flight brings about. We must sail, you and I, across the Atlantic, to return to my birthplace.”

So a boat was commandeered and piloted by myself and the squirrel, taking rotating shifts. We continued to make conversation, more this time about maritime lore due to circumstances, as well as the lovely young maiden from Yonder Town which was no longer yonder town, since there was no town in sight. She had been understanding, of course, but now she was far behind, and there was just the squirrel and I, the squirrel and I sailing into a deadly storm. The worst part was the wind, but that didn’t affect the squirrel since he just went to the lee side of the boat and hunkered down, but there was the rain and the lightning, one of which flashed brilliantly and came down in an instant on the boat-

One fine morning in the United States, I was up early, having been jolted out of bed by a shock in my recent dream. I looked around for a couple of seconds, blinked, and then heard a slight tapping on my window. I opened it up and the next thing I knew, a little gray squirrel skipped up and stopped right in front of me. It looked up at my face for a second, paused, and said “Excuse me sir, but did you know that Washington, DC was built on a swamp?”

Vote: KukriKhan

[Crazed Rabbit]

YLC's head spun as the gale met the twelve spirits, and the wind, instead of blowing them away, was redirected as though by an invisible force surrounding the twelve upwards, smashing a giant hole in the ceiling, causing numerous boards, nails, and bits of metal to fall into the hall. The twelve spirits, each armed with a gleaming naginata, rushed in formation, flying above the scraps on the floor, forming a wall of blade towards the dark attacker. Recognizing it could not defeat the twelve spirits, it fell back from whence it came, retreating as fast as possible to avoid a further confrontation. Oddly, as it was disappearing, a small laugh, almost a titter was heard. heeehehee....



YLC, as the last steps of the dark, wind-wielding attacker were heard, took out his knife once more. The old man turned to him, a smile once more upon its face. However, the smile quickly turned to shock; YLC had rammed the knife through his own neck. Blood spilled out through the vital arteries and veins, yet YLC held the knife firmly, even going so far as to rip it downwards into his collarbone, opening up even further wounds. And with little to no warning, the hand, as well as 90% of the rest of his body went limp. The lungs throat still throttled for oxygen, as well as the head, for similar reasons, for about six seconds before they too stopped movement completely.

Yay for teamwork!

LoL, nice post GH.

Crazed Rabbit

[KukriKhan]

Ahhh. More Sturm und Drang.


Alive: 5

Chaotix27
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz
KukriKhan

Two, (2!) killers remain. We got one, and currently outnumber the maf 3:2 (or else it would be 'game over' now).

Which 2 of

Chaotix27
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz

is mafia, which 2 town?

GH decides to play the joker, and copy/paste a mildly-interesting, but irrelevant squirrel story and vote for a proved town role. He's just being silly, I'm afraid.

To me, the most suspicious is Crazed Rabbit, who usually has plenty to say, lots of analysis, precise point-by-point questioning (as demonstrated by his interrogation of YLC on the previous page). He is sadly, and revealingly, quiet now.

vote: Crazed Rabbit

Let's knock 'em off, 1-by-1, sez I. After CR, we'll see.

---------------------------

Tally:

KukriKhan: 1 (GH)
CrazedRabbit: 1 (Kukri)

[Crazed Rabbit]

Oh, Kukri. I am taking more delight in this than I should, I know. I'm sorry, it's not terribly classy.

But does it not seem odd that there are only five alive:
Every single person who voted for shlin last round,

and you.

You, the only player who could not be killed in the night.

You call me mafia? I am no pathetic mafia, but Fujin, God of Wind, come here to topple Makaikhaan from his throne!

So I shall do with a vote what my bag of wind could not, in the night.

vote: Kukri

Crazed Rabbit

[GeneralHankerchief]

*titter*

BTW, I may have copy/pasted that squirrel story, but I wrote it myself. Delve into it carefully, for hidden inside is the key to the entire game.

[glyphz]

Vote: Crazed Rabbit

So CR was mafia all along...
We just need Chaotix to vote

[Sigurd]

For GH and CR to be confident enough to 'reveal' means that they are sure to win. To me it seems YLAC was double tagged and we have not 2 killers left but three. Notice that YLAC dies like he did before by taking his life. This is the same way El Diablo died.
That means Chatorix might be the last killer.

The game is over and I suspect it was over with the lynching of shlin28.

Unless ... the town got an ace up their sleeve :smartass2:

[ULC]

Yet the game continues...why? I think there is more to this then what we are seeing...hmm, betrayal? Can the mafia trust themselves now? One wonders. It would be the height of irony to have the mafia think they have won when they are betrayed by "one of their own" :laugh4:

[KukriKhan]

How Chaotix27 votes, will determine the outcome. :crosses fingers:

Tally:

KukriKhan: 2 (GH, CR)
CrazedRabbit: 2 (Kukri, glyphz)

:drama3:

[Sigurd]

No word from Chatorix?

Ah well then... Let's pull the ace from our sleeve shall we?
I am the master sho player and my music will be remembered upon my death. The tunes lingering in the halls of makaikhaan will effect the vote. I am upon death allowed to place a vote every other round.

vote: CR

[woad&fangs]

awsomeness

[glyphz]

Ah well then... Let's pull the ace from our sleeve shall we?
I am the master sho player and my music will be remembered upon my death. The tunes lingering in the halls of makaikhaan will effect the vote. I am upon death allowed to place a vote every other round.
I'm not gonna ask makaikhaan to confirm your ability, but I must say that is a pretty slick ability (and most unexpected).

Unfortunately, lynching CR isn't in my best interest.
Just wanted to see what would happen...
Unvote: Crazed Rabbit

Let's see if things get more interesting...
Vote: General Hankerchief

OH DRAMA, INDEED!:sneaky:
Tally:

KukriKhan: 2 (GH, CR)
CrazedRabbit: 2 (Kukri, Sigurd)
GeneralHankerchief: 1 (glyphz)

[Crazed Rabbit]

unvote: Kukri

vote: GeneralHankerchief

Sorry, but I don't think a serial killer can win if the mafia are left alive. This is, sadly, the only prudent path.


No word from Chatorix?

Ah well then... Let's pull the ace from our sleeve shall we?
I am the master sho player and my music will be remembered upon my death. The tunes lingering in the halls of makaikhaan will effect the vote. I am upon death allowed to place a vote every other round.

vote: CR

Hey, I didn't make people kill themselves (and not twice at that, heehee).

EDIT: Tally:
KukriKhan: 1 (GH)
CrazedRabbit: 2 (Kukri, Sigurd)
GeneralHankerchief: 2 (glyphz, CR)

CR

[Chaotix]

Sorry, GH. You should have killed me when you had the chance. Now you are the last obstacle on the path to my victory. Lynch the killer!

Vote: GeneralHankerchief

PS: Hilarious story, though.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Who says I'm a serial killer? :dizzy2:

[Crazed Rabbit]

What are you then?

EDIT: I'll be in the chat.

CR

[El Diablo]

Forget this mafia thing with all the high drama...

What happened with the Squirrel?
Did he find the love of his life?

P.S. I could not find Yonder Town on any map of the highlands so I suspect our author may be scum...


Be warned...

[ULC]

And of course I have to be killed off before this all happens ~;p.

[Crazed Rabbit]

And of course I have to be killed off before this all happens .

Of course. Even the twelve guardian spirits could not save you!

Anyways, my fellow gods, please go to our secret lair, something to discuss.

CR

[Sigurd]

So it is CR, glyphz and Chatorix.

[Crazed Rabbit]

So it is CR, glyphz and Chatorix.

No it isn't.

CR

[seireikhaan]

As a heads up, there is about 1 and 1/2 hours left before this round ends.

[LittleGrizzly]

I have suspected GH and CR at various points, other than those 2 im not sure exactly whats going on...

[KukriKhan]

No word from Chatorix?

Ah well then... Let's pull the ace from our sleeve shall we?
I am the master sho player and my music will be remembered upon my death. The tunes lingering in the halls of makaikhaan will effect the vote. I am upon death allowed to place a vote every other round.

vote: CR

That was beautiful Sigurd, true or not. :laugh4:

Your vote, if true, makes a tie, I think, invoking Makaikhaan's rule:

Any ties in voting will await someone to break it. First vote to either person who is tied will result in lynch, regardless of any posts after it.

Certainly a rousing endgame, if a quiet mid-game.

-edit-

I'm wrong:

Tally:
KukriKhan: 1 (GH)
CrazedRabbit: 2 (Kukri, Sigurd)
GeneralHankerchief: 3 (glyphz, CR, Chaotix)

[Crazed Rabbit]

unvote: GeneralHankerchief
vote: Kukrikhan

CR

[glyphz]

No drama is complete without last minute vote changing...

Unvote: GH
Vote: Kukri

[Crazed Rabbit]

Tally:

KukriKhan: 3 (GH, glyphz, CR)
CrazedRabbit: 2 (Kukri, Sigurd)
GeneralHankerchief: 1 (Chaotix)

That sure was an exciting last round.

CR

[seireikhaan]

Makaikhaan held the council once more, now feeling much more desperate than the previous night. The killing had not stopped, and in fact, had kept pace. It was not looking good now, with only a sparse chamber now remaining from his original entourage of servants and guards. Amongst the small group, some made grand proclamations about the imminent conquest of the castle by the spirit realm. Others simply looked stunned. However, when the day ended, KukriKhan was selected to be killled. When his name was announced, KukriKhan simply smiled sadly, but not bitterly. He knelt down before Makaikhaan with no forceful measures being needed from the guards. Makaikhaan
held the sword carefully to the neck, pulled it back, and with great force, struck it through. Though the blade struck through cleanly, no blood came, and the head did not come free. Rather, KukriKhan's body simply vanished into thin air...



Tally:

KukriKhan: 3 (GH, glyphz, CR)
CrazedRabbit: 1 (Kukri)
GeneralHankerchief: 1 (Chaotix)




Killed: 16

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo (N5)
CountArach (N6)
YourLordandConqueror (N7)
SigurdFafnesbane (N7)

Lynched: 7

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)
Omanes Alexandropolites (D5)
Shlin28 (D6)
KukriKhan (D7)

Suicide/WoG: 2

Ignoramus
Sarathos

Alive: 4

Chaotix27
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz


Orders are due in 24 hours.

[GeneralHankerchief]

...and exhale.

[Chaotix]

Gah. I was like, five minutes too late. In any case, I intended to change my vote, although it doesn't really matter anyway. GH is dead if this game continues past the lynch. :whip:

[Crazed Rabbit]

The game still continues?

CR

[GeneralHankerchief]

I knew Sigurd was screwing around.

[Chaotix]

Slay him! He who hath the potential to ruin our total victory must be destroyed!

[KukriKhan]

The game still continues?

CR

Heehee.

I know you've been ready to abandon the game for a week, but: yeah.

Alive: 4

Chaotix27
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz

Means at least 1, and most likely 2 of the guys you've trusted... should not have been.

'Punked in ya own crib', as it were.

No offense, o'course.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Quiet, you. This is the same thing that happened in Capo II. It almost happened again. Let's just cut this second attempt at creating paranoia amongst us off right now.

For all we know, khaan may just be leaving us in suspense.

[woad&fangs]

oooo

did 'Khaan perfect the lucifer role from Netherworld?

[Crazed Rabbit]

Heehee.

I know you've been ready to abandon the game for a week, but: yeah.

Alive: 4

Chaotix27
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz

Means at least 1, and most likely 2 of the guys you've trusted... should not have been.

'Punked in ya own crib', as it were.

No offense, o'course.

Sorry Kukri. But you're wrong about the trusting.

LoL at all the townies trying to cause paranoia.

CR

[Crazed Rabbit]

Well, time for the night of the long knives.

CR

[KukriKhan]

LoL at all the townies trying to cause paranoia.

Yeah. "All" of us. Scardey-Cat.

I strongly recommend you double-, triple-, and quadruple- check whom you trust mate.

Or else... why are we still talking?

[GeneralHankerchief]

All the liv'uns know what's going down tonight. There's nothing left to do but wait for the final write-up.

[woad&fangs]

OOoooOOO
You are feeling paranoid...
000oooooOOOoooo
VERY PARANOIDDDDDDDDDD.....
Rabbits=Rodents, Squirrels=Rodents, ergo rabbits=squirrels
oooooooooOOoooo
Squirrels engage in philosophical debate
0000ooooOOOooooo
Debate leads to town victory
oooooOOOOOOOOO
Beware Crazed Rabbit.....

[seireikhaan]

All the liv'uns know what's going down tonight. There's nothing left to do but wait for the final write-up.
Or do they...

~:handball:

:wizard: :robot: :duel:





~;p

[GeneralHankerchief]

What do you say, CR? Want to tell the town exactly what's going on?

[Crazed Rabbit]

Dude, woad.

Everyone alive knows who's going to try and kill who. Everyone knows the inevitable outcome, but we're going through the motions anyway.

It's been a fun ride and I don't regret letting my enemies live; it helped kill the town. Though if I was completely sure Sigurd was lying, I might have acted differently. But the end will be the same.

The one absolute surety is that the town has lost. Now we just need to see who wins.

CR

[Crazed Rabbit]

General - no, let's let them wait.

CR

[GeneralHankerchief]

Fair enough.

*sharpens knives*

BTW, everything Rabbit said in post 355 is 100% true.

[woad&fangs]

Dude, woad.

Everyone alive knows who's going to try and kill who. Everyone knows the inevitable outcome, but we're going through the motions anyway.


I hope you weren't taking my last post seriously:laugh4:

[Crazed Rabbit]

Not really. Now I'm going out for hot chicken wings and beer.

CR

[Sigurd]

I am eagerly awaiting the result of this game. And yes I was lying about my role... :wiseguy:
I wanted to see what crept out of the wood-work by it and all though it nearly saved Kukri, it was just for show. :beam:

Makaikhaan surly have something cooking in the shocker department.

[CountArach]

Quiet, you. This is the same thing that happened in Capo II. It almost happened again. Let's just cut this second attempt at creating paranoia amongst us off right now.
It worked really well for some of us in Capo II :laugh4:

[seireikhaan]

Alrighty, I'm starting the writeup. No more orders(not that I anticipate any) will be taken.

Edit: it might be a bit longer wait than usual. This is kinda unusual...

[seireikhaan]

First of all; like everything else in this world, reading this writeup will be made far better if done whilst listening to this (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e2Ma4BvMUwU).


T'was the dead of night, in the castle of Makaikhaan. A half-moon hid behind a blanket of clouds, leaving a seemingly suffocating darkness over the land. A strong gust blew, bringing with it the chill of fall. However, inside the castle, the torches and oil lamps ensured that neither the darkness, nor the chill, could penetrate its walls.

However, inside a cozy hallway in the eastern wing, far up on the fourth floor, neither the torches nor the lamps were in need. For a powerful biped was strolling through its walls, its skin emanating purple sparks and shocks ever eternally. No matter where the being went, it never needed any other source of light than its own. Unfortunately, however, this made the being rather inadequate at sneaking, be it the light that gave it away, or if its quarry heard it approach due to the constant chatter of electricity which roved its skin. The being stopped at a sudden, extending its gait straight up. It turned its head behind. It thought it heard something; nothing loud. It was almost as though someone had quietly chuckled behind him. However, t'was clear that there was, in fact, nothing hehind it. Slightly puzzed, it nonetheless continued back to its stroll through the hall. However, two seconds later, it once again stood straight up. There was no peer behind, this time. The being shook its head violently for an instant. Upon finishing this momentary excercise, the being immediately headed back from whence it came. However, there was not even an attempt this time at secrecy; rather, it bounded as quickly as possible, back to the stairs. It literally leaped down the case. Within a second, it was back to the third floor. Not content with its position, it continued its mad escapade downwards, to the second floor. Upon reaching its new elavation, it sprinted down the new hall upon the second floor. It took a left upon reaching a T-corner, to a dead end. At the end of the hallway, a red-skinned being stood in a doorway, its back to the hall.


The sparking creature raised a hand, palm facing Red. Red turned around, having heard the sparks, as well as noticing the new shadow which had been created on the comatose body of GH in front of him. Red held a book in its left hand, as well as a brush in its right. The sparking being gathered the faintly purple electricity into a ball, then delivered it with all its might. In the narrow hall, it seemed it would be impossible to avoid. But Red, it seemed, had tricks up his own sleeve. Red raised a hand of his own. Seemingly by magic, boards in the siding of the hallway splintered out of place; they formed in an instant in front of Red, forming a non-conductive shield. The electric blast hit the shield, gave off a sharp blast, and died in a moment. Red held up the book, a bored look upon his face. He held up the brush. The sparking being rushed quickly straight to Red, knocking the floating shield away, before leaping forwrd. Red looked mildly suprised, but simply sidestepped into a vacant hole where a piece of wall used to be. The sparking creature caught its balance, turned 270 degrees, and with his left hand, shot a bolt once more towards Red. Red leaped backwards, into the night, seeming to glide through the air.

The bolt shot errantly into the night. The sparking being leapt after Red into the night. It landed in the courtyards. It could see nothing beyond five yards, the extent to which his own light extended. The sparking being quickly realized this was very bad for it; he could be seen, but could not see Red in this environment, something that would have to be fixed if he was to survive. The sparking creature raised its hands into the air, stretching his gaze upwards to the clouded night. Its mouth opened up a gutteral roar to the night sky, while electric bolts shot from both hands, creating a fantastic display of sight and sound, if only for a moment. The clouds began to reciprocate the being; they rumbled loudly, before shooting off a bolt of their own. The sound grew louder, into mighty thunderclaps, whle the bolts became more impressive in their own right. The fall wind continued to blow, creating the effect of a perfect storm brewing. And then, in an act of natural providence, the shadow of what could only be Red was silhouttted against a spectacular lightning shower, high up in the sky. The sparking creature roared once more to nature, and a dark cloud appeared from under him, lifting him high to the sky. With a gust, it rushed him to his opponent, who could be seen attempting once more at brush strokes in its book.

The sparking creature raised a hand once more, then brought it down in a diagonal pattern, like a composer. Still copying his movements, the storm shot a spectacular stream of purple particles at Red. Red stuffed the book into its sash, gliding through the air. The sparking being raised both hand, bringing them down in the direction of Red once more. Two tremendous shots outreached towards their target, only to be dodged once more. The movements became more frantic, quicker and quicker, but still no bolt struck its target. The game continued onwards longer than either could count; Red could do no more than dodge the strikes, whilst the sparking being remained unable to deliver a kill shot.

However, the solution, in an instant, became apparent to the sparking being. As it brought two more shots of nature's wrath down, it began charging charging its own strike, one that didn't require use of his arms. From deep inside its gut, it began storing up as much charge as it could wield. As Red continued to glide through the air, the sparked creature kicked its cloud into high speed, then using more thunderous bolts to gently "guide" Red closer to him. He neared within 15 yards. Red glided just out of the way of two previous bolts, when the sparking creature open its mouth, and let loose a fantastic shot if its own, directly in the path Red was traveling. Red simply had no chance to avoid it; the blast struck direct and true.

Glyphz could not believe it. It felt like a tremendous high. Sparks ran through his body at a million miles per hour. However, he knew this wasn't good. His skin was turning from Red to a dark brown as it fried. His arms went limp, beyond his control. He soon lost his ability to defy gravity, and he felt himself begin plummeting to the ground. The last thing he was aware of was the dull "thud" his body made when it contacted the soil.

Chaotix stepped towards Glyphz' unmoving body. He stooped down, and plucked the brush and book from the sash. Amazingly, both appeared to be in perfect condition, untouched. As he stalked back to the castle, he did an about face. Bringing both hands downward, for one more time, two magificent bolts struck Glyphz and blowing apart a small crater where the body had layed.

With an impressive leap, Chaotix returned to the hole where he had left the castle. He stood in the hallway, the only sound that of his own semi-controlled powers. He peered back into the room where Red had been standing. GH's body still lay comatose. Chaotix opened the book he had taken from Glyphz. On the most recent page, was his name, half-written. Picking up the brush, and taking a small amount of oil from a nearby lamp, Chaotix finished it. With the last stroke complete, Chaotix immediately slumped to the ground. The book fell from a limp hand, as did the brush. And with an impressive flash, Chaotix' body dissolved into nothing, with an impressive electrical charge bursting down the hall, blasting yet one more hole into the unfortunate siding. As the charges dispersed, a faint titter could be heard echoing through the room...





Dead: 18

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo (N5)
CountArach (N6)
YourLordandConqueror (N7)
SigurdFafnesbane (N7)
Chaotix (N8)
Glyphz (N8)

Lynched: 7

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)
Omanes Alexandropolites (D5)
Shlin28 (D6)
KukriKhan (D7)

Suicide/WoG: 2

Ignoramus
Sarathos

Alive: 2

CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief







Round will be over in 24 hours.


And yes, this game is continuing. I personally very much dislike ties, so I think we can all guess where this game will be going at this point

[GeneralHankerchief]

Damn khaan, you just raised the bar on description scenes with that one.

Vote: Crazed Rabbit

So, it's down to you and me. It's been a blast (literally and figuratively, *titter*), and I don't know how I survived, but I'm going for the win.

[seireikhaan]

Damn khaan, you just raised the bar on description scenes with that one.
Many thanks. :bow:

[Sigurd]

:laugh4::laugh4::laugh4:

So Kukri, YLAC and I was up against 4 killers?
And three teams it seems. No wonder people were quiet in this game. :rolleyes:

[KukriKhan]

No kidding.

[ULC]

At least I was half right about who was guilty, just wish I had listened to my instincts and had been actually able to get people to focus on glyphz and CR :brood:

But it's all fun really, especially this endgame :laugh4:

[Crazed Rabbit]

(@$&(*@$ it.

Vote: GH

This sucks.

CR

[GeneralHankerchief]

According to the rules:


Any ties in voting will await someone to break it. First vote to either person who is tied will result in lynch, regardless of any posts after it.

Now, this probably means after khaan has officially announced a tie. But just in case...

Vote: Crazed Rabbit

[Thermal]

heh, only 2 players left, already? 2 thugs i assume? tut tut tut your all useless! you voted like drunken rabbits! :clown:

[Quintus.JC]

Somebody do a tally!!! :clown:

[Crazed Rabbit]

Bah. If this game ends on a who-can-vote-quickest-after-khaan-declares-a-tie that will be the pussiest ending ever.

I'm going to a barbecue tonight and hopefully to get drunk thereafter.

So I'm sending in my night orders now: kill GeneralHankerchief.

CR

[Chaotix]

Gah. :jawdrop:
How did this happen? GH took over my body, used it to kill Glyphz, and then made me kill myself? Two kills for one person? Is that even allowed?

Well, I hope ya knock him dead, CR.

[FactionHeir]

Hmm maybe Sigurd gets to vote :grin:

[KukriKhan]

I hereby raise YLC from the dead.

My role PM says I may raise ONE person in this game from the dead - it doesn't say how often I can do it, or whether the ability expires with my death.

:laugh4::laugh4::laugh4:

[ULC]

Vote: GeneralHankerchief

IF our most gracious host makaikhaan allows it, you get to die GH...vengeance for each time you killed me :brood:

[GeneralHankerchief]

I didn't kill you, you killed yourself. Twice.

[KukriKhan]

Hmm maybe Sigurd gets to vote :grin:

Many thanks to FactionHeir for that inspiration for this move.:bow:

Before a general hub-bub erupts over this, let me say: IANAL, but (heehee; how many 'net conversations start with that phrase?) it is clear to me, from a close reading of the game rules and my own role-assigning PM, that this is legal, and allowed, if unconventional.

Re-animation of a single player is assigned to me as a power. So I clearly cannot raise Sigurd or CountArach, for example, having already raised YLC once. But nothing in the rules or my role PM state explicitly that I can only use the power once, or that I, a spirit-being, cannot send such an order in from the grave of my corporeal being, now sadly lynched by scum.

Following the American legal paradigm of "That which is not prohibited - is allowed", I assert my privilege of resurrecting YLC again.

p.s. in my opinion, YLC, although murdered most foully a second time, should have been given investigative results on the night of his 2nd snuff. Just saying.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Many thanks to FactionHeir for that inspiration for this move.:bow:

Before a general hub-bub erupts over this, let me say: IANAL, but (heehee; how many 'net conversations start with that phrase?) it is clear to me, from a close reading of the game rules and my own role-assigning PM, that this is legal, and allowed, if unconventional.

Re-animation of a single player is assigned to me as a power. So I clearly cannot raise Sigurd or CountArach, for example, having already raised YLC once. But nothing in the rules or my role PM state explicitly that I can only use the power once, or that I, a spirit-being, cannot send such an order in from the grave of my corporeal being, now sadly lynched by scum.

Following the American legal paradigm of "That which is not prohibited - is allowed", I assert my privilege of resurrecting YLC again.

p.s. in my opinion, YLC, although murdered most foully a second time, should have been given investigative results on the night of his 2nd snuff. Just saying.

It sounds good, but unfortunately, there are a couple of flaws:

- First of all, you are correct in saying it is not prohibited - yet. khaan has yet to even attempt to make judgment on the matter.

- Second of all, I don't think YLC gets instantly resurrected - he may be good to go at the start of next round even if this were allowed, but by then it's the end of the game.

Nice try, smartypants. :laugh4:

[KukriKhan]

Hey!! How'd you know my middle name Kukri Smartypants Khan? I've kept that a closely-guarded secret, lo' these many decades. Mom, right? She tol'ja?

-edit-
I admit, timing (and voting & PM orders-sending) protocol is everything in the next couple moves here.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Because I see all, that's why.

*titter*

[seireikhaan]

Makaikhaan walked back into the main hall, hoping to find that the killing had stopped. Upon entering the room, however, he deadpanned. There were but two people; GeneralHankerchief and CrazedRabbit. Upon witnessing the lord's entrance, both immediately pointed at the other, and yelling in synchronization, "HE'S THE KILLER. I'M INNOCENT!"

Makaikhaan was stumped. This wasn't supposed to happen. However, he himself was clueless on who to kill. He stated to the two men, "One of you MUST be a killer. Hence, I will send you both off to bed for the night; whomever remains alive MUST be the killer!"

Hoping he hadn't made a terrible mistake, Makaikhaan sent the two off, hoping this would resolve itself.



No one was lynched!


Tally:

GH- 1(CR)
CR- 1(GH)





Dead: 18

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo (N5)
CountArach (N6)
YourLordandConqueror (N7)
SigurdFafnesbane (N7)
Chaotix (N8)
Glyphz (N8)

Lynched: 7

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)
Omanes Alexandropolites (D5)
Shlin28 (D6)
KukriKhan (D7)

Suicide/WoG: 2

Ignoramus
Sarathos

Alive: 2

CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief





NIGHT PHASE BEGINS! Round, as always, will be roughly 24 hours.

I may or may not cut it off short, depending on how tomorrow unfolds for me; its family weekend at UNI.



EDIT: Sorry Kukri, but but you're quite out of the game by this point, and besides, I dislike rule circumventers :tongue:

[GeneralHankerchief]

It's the endgame that never ends! :laugh4:

[CountArach]

Can't you just end this? Surely those two know who is going to win?

[KukriKhan]

EDIT: Sorry Kukri, but but you're quite out of the game by this point, and besides, I dislike rule circumventers

Bummer. :laugh4:

OTOH, I point out that I have not circumvented any rules. To the contrary, I have scrupulously abided by them, and urged their adherence by all, even those who made them. No offense intended. :bow:

-edit-
so, since I am
out of the game by this point

I gracefully surrender, and bid all adieu.

I've enjoyed the time here. Really. And wish you all happiness and good luck. :bow:

[glyphz]

I was sort of expecting the King-to-be Makaikhaan to sort out the tie by lopping off both heads, and declaring himself the winner.:knight:
meaning everybody losses... Now that's a twist that's hard to top.

The wait is agonizing :sweatdrop:

[Crazed Rabbit]

Can't you just end this? Surely those two know who is going to win?

Actually, it might be a bit more fair for me this time. *looks at glyphz*

Get ready, GH, because I am going to rock you like an (*&@$ing hurricane. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rB8HudfbaTE)

You got off easy last night. Not this time, though.

CR

[Chaotix]

I'm still confused as to how he managed to kill both of us. :thinking:

[seireikhaan]

Bummer. :laugh4:

OTOH, I point out that I have not circumvented any rules. To the contrary, I have scrupulously abided by them, and urged their adherence by all, even those who made them. No offense intended. :bow:

-edit-
so, since I am

I gracefully surrender, and bid all adieu.

I've enjoyed the time here. Really. And wish you all happiness and good luck. :bow:
My apologies if I came across as aggressive, Kukri. You've been nothing short of exemplary throughout this game. By all means, feel free to continue contributions. I was merely pointing that, as far as the game is concerned, your character is in fact, deceased. I would be nothing short of elated for you to join in any of my future games.:bow:

[ULC]

I'm still confused as to how he managed to kill both of us. :thinking:

Your role was simple-minded and easy to manipulate?

:clown:

[GeneralHankerchief]

Get ready, GH, because I am going to rock you like an (*&@$ing hurricane. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rB8HudfbaTE)

You got off easy last night. Not this time, though.

https://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n231/GeneralHankerchief/AWORLDOFPAIN.png

[Crazed Rabbit]

https://img205.imageshack.us/img205/6189/poster44078954op5.jpg

:evil:

CR

[seireikhaan]

http://www.pogung177.com/seocontest2008/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/warning-spam-link-sign.jpg

[seireikhaan]

Ok. Writeup started.

[seireikhaan]

Crazed Rabbit strolled through down a hallway, carrying a large bag over his shoulder. An indescribable form clearly lay captive inside the bag, though it did not move. Crazed Rabbit was seemed to be in a rather unconcerned mood; indeed, he was whistling quite loudly, as though he cared not whether anything or anyone heard him. As he turned a corner, his unnaturally dark skin tingled, as though he had just stepped into an invisible mist. An almost silent laughing could be heard, though it seeemed to emanate from nothing.

No longer feeling quite as jolly as before, he picked up his pace. He reached a staircase, taking it quickly up to the second floor. His quickened pace gradually transformed into a sort of light trot, then into a near sprint. However, no matter fast he went, the tingling would not abate. He pulled a sharp left and a t-corner, and stared down to the dead end. There was a large hole in the right side of the wall, evidence of some kind of previous engagement. Without warning, the tingling suddenly vanished. Feeling jaunty again, he took a calm pace towards the end room. Not one for subtlety, Crazed Rabbit simply battered down the rice-paper door with one swing of his hand.

Inside, all that lay beyond was what appeared to be a comatose person. GeneralHankerchief's body seemed to be completely immobile; it was clearly evident that it was barely breathing. Crazed Rabbit opened the bag, and hastily dumped the contents on the floor. The corpse of Makaikhaan fell out, along with a few possessions. Crazed Rabbit picked up a scabbard, and pulled out Makaikhaan's most prized sword. He raised it above GeneralHankerchief, preparing to strike the body down. As the sword began its descent, Crazed Rabbit once again felt the same chill on his skin. Without warning, GeneralHankerchief's body quicky raised itself, and began scrambling away madly from his armed opponent. In the confused withdrawal, GeneralHankerchief accidentally slammed into a wall. Taking advantage, CR leaped forward and jammed the sword forwards much like a madly oversized dagger. The blade rammed right through GeneralHankerchief's gut. Crazed Rabbit promptly ripped it straight upwards, splitting the body literally in half; bone, muscle, and tendon alike. With the body's death, a terrible shriek rang out through the otherwise silent castle. And as suddenly as it rang, so it disappeared; no fading, no hesitation. Just gone.


T'was the night before Kanro, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. However, leaving the courtyards, a Crazed Rabbit would whistle; leaving the lights, and into the thistle...



Dead: 19

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret- Leader of Mikaboshi Cult (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo- Priest (N5)
CountArach- Nikobo(Doctor) (N6)
YourLordandConqueror- Grand Shinobi(Detective) (N7)
SigurdFafnesbane (N7)
Chaotix- Mafia(Raijin) (N8)
Glyphz- Mafia(Emma-O) (N8)
GeneralHankerchief- Puppet Master (N9)

Lynched: 7

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)
Omanes Alexandropolites (D5)
Shlin28 (D6)
KukriKhan- Yakushi Nyrorai (D7)

Suicide/WoG: 2

Ignoramus
Sarathos

Alive: 1

CrazedRabbit- mafia(Fujin)



MAFIA VICTORY! Congratulations to Glyphz, Crazed Rabbit, and Chaotix27



More To Come

[glyphz]

whew... :sweatdrop:

[GeneralHankerchief]

Ah, rats.

GG to CR and the rest of the guys. :2thumbsup:

[Chaotix]

Awesome. Great game, makai! So, how did CR win over GH?

[GeneralHankerchief]

If I had to guess, I'd say random.org. Same way I was able to take out both you and glyphz the other night. This time, it just didn't go in my favor.

Anyway...


You are the Puppet Master, a spirit who specializes in the manipulation of others. You have hid in the castle for ages, hiding amongst the humans, overshadowing a different human every now and then when the current host became old or sickly.

Your abilities for this game are as follows: You may, at night, attempt to manipulate any player to do WHATEVER you want them to do. This includes, but is not necessarily limited to, protecting you, spying on someone else, killing someone else, killing themselves, etc... Note, however, that some players may be harder to overshadow than others. Additionally, there may be a failure rate when it comes to certain people attempting to kill others. A lowly human may have great trouble trying to kill a great spirit.

You are on your own this game, you have no allegiance but to yourself.

Have fun!

[CountArach]

Congrats guys.

[seireikhaan]

Alright, I'll start the game analysis with a brief roll-call.(literally)


Roles:


Pro-Town:

Nikobo: Exorcist(doctor)


Yakushi Nyarai: Protected by 12 generals, may resurrect one time, may visit.



Shinobi- detective


The "visit" function for Yakushi, aka KukriKhan, was a bit ambiguous, I'll admit. Its function was primarily to find the Priest; however, if the visited was attacked, there was a 75% chance the generals would protect them as well. A 2nd attacker the same night wouldn't be blocked. Kukri himself was a "bulletproof townie" as well, and was invulnerable to death, curses, possession, etc....



Ambiguous Role:


Priest- The Priest was designed as a swing role. The priest was an innately spiritual human; however, in his weakened state, he could be influenced into either a negative role, or a positive one. As he was incapacitated in the intro, he spent the entire game bed-ridden and unable to speak. Hence, he was excused from WoG. Nobody else was.



However, if visited by Yakushi, he would be healed by the sympathetic being, and turn into a jack of all trades for the town effort. That is, he would have the option of either protecting someone, investigating someone, or attempting a vigelante kill on someone.


If cursed by the Mikoboshi Cult leader, he would turned into a joint cult leader; that is, he would then be able to curse in the same manner as the Cult leader. And, in the event of the leader's death, would be able to order the demons in his stead. Now, speaking of the cult leader...


Mikoboshi Cult Leader: Leader of a cult with aspirations of harnessing the dark power of Mikaboshi, a dark and powerful substance, an antithesis to life. The leader himself only can curse individuals, rendering them incapable of doing anything for that night. However, over the course of multiple cursings(2 and 4 respectively), the leader would gain the ability to manipulate Mikoboshi in order to kill others. After two cursings, he could kill one person, with 4 he could kill 2. I put a ceiling on that. If he cursed the Priest, the priest would join him in his cursings. The priest's curses would count towards the "cursing levels", though they as a tandem would still be unable to command more than 2 deaths per night. The Cult leader(and the priest if he joined him) was/were its own entity, and thus had victory conditions akin to a serial killer.





Puppet Master:





The Puppet Master was an ancient spirit who, rather than relying on a body of its own for sustenance, made hosts of other bodies. However, it required to leave some portion of itself in some body at all times, as an anchor of sorts for its very existence. Each night phase, the Puppet Master could temporarily jump from its (semi) permanent host to the body of another player; if successful, the Puppet Master could literally make that player do anything; spy on another player, attempt to kill another player, cause them to commit suicide, defend its own host body or anyone else(to the death, potentially, which opened up different options than a regular protection), or just about anything that player could think of, if they passed approval from me. If a temporary host body(aka, the possessed player) died, then the Puppet master would return to its host for the night. The Puppet Master's victory condition was to be the last person standing; hence why the game did not end when it was 1vs1.




Now, GH and a few others asked me about how some of the situations worked with the Puppet Master. Behold:




Chance of Successful Possession:


Townie- 100%
Priest- 100% if unconverted either way, 50% if converted to either side. For further attempts, see below for Mafia and Cult leader.

Shinobi- 100%

Mafia, Cult Leader- 50% chance for first attempt. If successful, 75% chance for success on 2nd attempt of same individual. If successful, 100% chance of success on third attempt of same individual.

Nikobo, Yakushi Nyorai- 0%


Chance of success in using player to attack another player:


Townie vs Townie- 75%
Townie vs Mafia- 0%
Townie vs Shinobi- 25%
Townie vs Cult Leader- 25%
Townie vs Jack of all trades Priest- 25%

Townie vs Nikobo- 25%

Mafia vs townie- 100%
Mafia vs Mafia- 50%
Mafia vs Shinobi- 100%
Mafia vs Cult Leader- 100%
Mafia vs Nikobo- 100%
Mafia vs Jack of all trades Priest- 100%

Shinobi vs townie- 100%
Shinobi vs Mafia- 25%75
Shinobi vs Cult Leader- 50%
Shinobi vs Nikobo- 50%
Shinobi vs Jack of all trades Priest- 50%

Cult Leader vs townie- 75%
Cult Leader vs Mafia- 25%
Cult Leader vs Nikobo- 0%
Cult Leader vs Shinobi- 50%
Cult Leader vs Jack of all Trades Priest- 25%
Jack of all trades Priest vs townie- 100%
Jack of all trades Priest vs mafia- 50%
Jack of all trades Priest vs Shinobi- 75%
Jack of all trades Priest vs Cult Leader- 75%
Jack of all trades Priest vs Nikobo- 75%




On protecting, and the last couple nights: GH wished for Chaotix to "Fight to the Death", something I had figured could happen. This would alter the protection in that, instead of being 100% if equal, there would be a 50% chance for both the attacker and defender to die, rather than both surviving. Only one could die. Slight derivations from this, which I'll post later, could pop up if inequities existed between attacker and protector.



*I'm going to finish this part later, I'm quite tired atm, however, much of the rest of the scenarios have similar derivations to this*





Mafia:

Fujin- The God of Wind. According to legend, he and Raijin were demons who opposed the Buddha together.



Raijin- God of Thunder. See above. I figured it fitting to pit the two together in this spiritual war of aggression.


Emma-O- God of Hell and Judgement. I was a bit confuzzled as to whom the third spirit should be. That is, until I came across Emma-O. It seemed a perfect fit for the Godfather of the mafia. A judgemental God seemed the perfect fit for one to judge me unfit to be Emeror. Note that as Godfather, Emma-O would appear innocent to investigations.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Wow, I'm digging all the percentages. Nice job khaan, that must have been some number-crunching for the penultimate night. :laugh4:

I'll admit, I'm dying to see the mafia's Quicktopic.

[Crazed Rabbit]

:cool:

CR

[Crazed Rabbit]

Well where did everyone go?

Anyways, thanks for a fun game Makai, and another notch on my mafia win belt.

CR
PS - GH, thanks for saving my life.

[seireikhaan]

Well where did everyone go?

Anyways, thanks for a fun game Makai, and another notch on my mafia win belt.

CR
PS - GH, thanks for saving my life.
:inquisitive:

How'd he save you? Also, could you show us the mafia quicktopic?

[Crazed Rabbit]

The mafia topic? That's just a bunch of boring boilerplate... plus me believing GH and lynching kukri instead...

And didn't GH take out the guy who was going to take out me that night?

CR

[seireikhaan]

The mafia topic? That's just a bunch of boring boilerplate... plus me believing GH and lynching kukri instead...

And didn't GH take out the guy who was going to take out me that night?

CR
:whip: I'd still like to see it, be interesting if nothing else.

As for the GH thing, um... kinda tired at the moment, 1 AM and all... not thinking straight.

EDIT: ya, GH did save you. However, the mafia would have won with two people alive instead of one. :tongue:

[Crazed Rabbit]

EDIT: ya, GH did save you. However, the mafia would have won with two people alive instead of one.

I am content with being the sole power left. :beam: That should teach some people to concentrate on the real targets, anyway. :inquisitive:

Anyways, here's the topic:
http://www.quicktopic.com/42/H/R4TKJz2wZy6LK

Please ignore my colossal gaffe at the end.

CR

[glyphz]

What looked like GH almost taking out all 3 mafia, was pretty much caused by a big screw-up on my part :stwshame: (not found in the quicktopic)

[seireikhaan]

CR- I :laugh4:'d at the end.

[seireikhaan]

Exchange between Glyphz and me towards the end, when his paranoia nearly destroyed the mafia-
(This was actually a multitude of PM's, but this is a more 'summed up' version, for the convenience of posting)











Questions...

1) Is mafia allowed to target fellow mafia?
2) Is godfather allowed to target fellow mafia?
3) Is it possible for one of my fellow mafia to be 'swayed' to go against the mafia's objectives?
4) If one of my fellow mafiaB's allegiances (willing or unwilling) has been 'compromised', and I ordered mafiaB to target someone, does he still follow my orders?
1) Theoretically, yes.
2) See 1)
3) Define 'swayed'.
4) Any player partaking in a true team effort will take orders for/from whomever their most recent allegiance is to.

3)'swayed' = Willingly or unwillingly go against mafia objectives.


5) If i'm not mistaken, mafia can make only 2 orders.
If me and mafiaA have orders, mafiaB (who let's say is 'compromised') can't act, right?

6) Is my request:
... to be the only one to send official/true orders
...and have you block and disregard/void any existing orders, sent to you by anyone other than me,
granted?
3) Possibly yes.

5) You are correct in that, in terms of orders, only 2 mafia per night may kill.

6) Eehhh... As you are the Godfather, if I receive different or contradicting orders from another member of the mafia pertaining to the mafia's night actions, I shall use yours.

Note, however, that if a mafioso is "compromised", as you put it, and are no longer acting in concert with mafia efforts, you effectively have no control over them.

Hmmmm....
Sorry to bombard you w/ more questions...
At the start of the game all 3 of us, were originally on the same side. So I believe that each of our identities, roles, and abilities are known by me at least.

1) If Chaotix targets CR, is it a 100% hit? No chance CR would survive?
2)DOes the order (order a, order b) of the night kill orders, has an effect on how things will transcribe in tomorrow's write-up

3)

Note, however, that if a mafioso is "compromised", as you put it, and are no longer acting in concert with mafia efforts, you effectively have no control over them.
Let's say, if me and Chaotix acts, CR (who let's say is the 'turncoat') can make an action?
Its alright.

1) Yes. It would be 100%.

2) No, the order I receive the orders doesn't affect how they appear in the writeup.

3) In such a scenario, yes, CR would make be able to make an action.







3) In such a scenario, yes, CR would make be able to make an action.That's sad to hear.

Much thanks for accomodating my questions.:bow:
My mind is taxed. Can no longer think of who's best to target who.

I'll adjust it to what I think is the most entertaining match-up.

Most recent
Assassination orders:

Chaotix27 takes down Crazed Rabbit
glyphz eliminates GeneralHankerchief

May our actions be swift and our ruthlessness unmatched


Regardless the outcome
Much thanks for hosting this game:bow:






I might as well ask...

I'm aware that GH is a possessor.
I assume that that is why CR has 'left' the mafia.
Story-wise if GH dies, does 'GH' lose control, and CR 'returns' to being mafia?
I'm afraid at this point we'd be getting into role specifics I don't particularly like sharing.

[glyphz]

what seemed like an unending game got me really paranoid, simply put
so embarrassing ...almost cost the game
made the taste of victory turn bittersweet :stwshame:

drama...
Other than that, it was an a good game, and really enjoyed the write-ups

[Sigurd]

Good game people and respect to the mafia holding their team undetected until the very end.
When my nose got wind of the possible constellations of bad guys, it was too late.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Having the mafia implode at the end wouldn't have done me any good, because I still would have been lynched 2-1 probably.

I had CR pegged as mafia from the first night. I decided to align with him to extend my lifespan while I could work on sniffing out the other two and hopefully kill one "by accident". CR was good though, and left me essentially in the dark. A few nights ago, I took a gamble that the three mafiosi were CR, Chaotix, and Kukri and I tried to have Chaotix kill Kukri.

After that, of course, the true roles came to light and I saw that my play had failed. I was up against superior numbers and there wasn't much I could really do.

[Quintus.JC]

Thanks for hosting makaikhaan. :bow:

The town didn't even lynch a single mafia. :sweatdrop:

[GeneralHankerchief]

Going back through the roles, I realized something:

I found one mafioso, was responsible for the deaths of the other two, killed the priest, killed the Detective (twice!), and found the resurrector.

Not too shabby, although too bad I couldn't finish the job.

[Thermal]

not one mafia kill, tut tut tut, barely believable.....

[LittleGrizzly]

Gah!!

I had some suspicions of CR and GH after my death, i at least made 1 or 2 posts on the subject, i though you were both acting a little differently, nothing major just something a bit off.... of course it was midgard that got me killed (and on only 2 votes!!)

Great game MK thanks for hosting...

[Beefy187]

Woah. Looks like you guys had heaps of fun. Sorry I couldn't join. Good game:2thumbsup:

[El Diablo]

Thanks for a well hosted and run game.

Not an easy thing to do and well enjoyed by all.

ED

[GeneralHankerchief]

Just so I can stop getting PMs about this:

THE SQUIRREL STORY MEANT ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. It was just me being bored and deciding to screw with you all. Considering the volume of questions I've gotten about it, evidently it worked. :laugh4:

[woad&fangs]

It was still an awsome story.

Thanks for hosting 'Khaan:bow: