Then there were None [Concluded]

[Greyblades]

This will be my first mafia game as host, this game is my practice run so to speak so dont expect any of ATPG or GH's brilliance here.

The setting is mostly a ripoff of Agatha Christie's And then there were none. It's 1902 and you've been invited to an island retreat by an upper class buisnessman and old classmate Olliver Mallwel for a class reuinion. I think you can guess where this will be going.

This will be a classic mafia game; a couple of townies verses one killer all voting by day on who they think is the killer and by night one person is murdered, simple.

Sign-ups (15/15)Full:
johnhughthom
Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Yaropolk
Renata
Captain Blackadder
A Very Super Market
Double A
spL1tp3r50naL1ty
Thermal Mercury
Choxorn
Methos
Joooray

[johnhughthom]

Like the sound of this, in.

[Subotan]

In.

[Winston Hughes]

The little grey cells they are ready to solve this case most perplexing!

(in)

[Centurion1]

in.

[atheotes]

In :bow:

[Yaropolk]

i'm in

[Renata]

I'll join.

[Captain Blackadder]

in please

Not calling it buy its original title I see.

[Greyblades]

Yes I obviously couldnt use the proper wording and "ten little individuals of african descent" didnt quite have the same ring to it.

[Subotan]

I thought it would take a shorter time than nine posts for someone to point that out

[Captain Blackadder]

Strange I could have sworn the one I read was called 10 little indians

[A Very Super Market]

In.

[Greyblades]

Strange I could have sworn the one I read was called 10 little indians

When it was first published it was called this. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/And_Then_There_Were_None)

[Thermal]

I enjoy my small games, In

[Double A]

I want to be the dude with the revolver.

[Greyblades]

Its going to be a seperate cast the origional characters wont be present.

[Subotan]

Well, I'm still going to roleplay that we're all Edwardians.

*Pops monocle into right eye, and dons pith helmet and RP accent*

[Greyblades]

Well yeah they're going to be edwardians but they wont be the same guys as in the book, especially seeing as there is not that many characters on the island in the book.

[Splitpersonality]

In!

[Double A]

Well, I'm still going to roleplay that we're all Edwardians.

*Pops monocle into right eye, and dons pith helmet and RP accent*

*sniff*

Indeed.

[Joooray]

Hope one doesn't have to know the book for this. But IN nonetheless.
BTW: Does 'a couple of townies' mean there are no pro-town roles? Just to get that straight from the beginning. :shrug:

[Greyblades]

There will be one or two pro town roles.

[Methos]

Sign me up!

[Thermal]

You do realize I signed up too, right? Unless you don't want me. :cry:

[Greyblades]

Sorry I overlooked it by mistake. Fixed.

I am realy at a loss at how I'm going to justify a middle-upper class group of friends lynching each-other.

[Centurion1]

blame it on british reserve. oh jolly good show lets play russian roulette.

[Captain Blackadder]

Sorry I overlooked it by mistake. Fixed.

I am realy at a loss at how I'm going to justify a middle-upper class group of friends lynching each-other.


Make it that they get arreasted since in the book everyone was guilty of some crime make it that "lynching someone" makes them admit to their crime and arreasted by the good inspector

[Double A]

blame it on british reserve. oh jolly good show lets play russian roulette.

Only if I get to pull the trigger.

[Centurion1]

Only if I get to pull the trigger.


puteus utpote is est russian roulette tractus trigger ingenero vos ero tractus is in vestri , sic etiam vos may vado primoris.

oh thats too good to not translate.

Translation: well since this is russian roulette pulling the trigger implies you will be pulling it on yourself, so yes you may go first.

:thumbsup:

[Double A]

Oh come on, the first one is NEVER loaded!

[Centurion1]

psh

(thats multilingually understood)

[Double A]

Was?

[Greyblades]

Make it that they get arreasted since in the book everyone was guilty of some crime make it that "lynching someone" makes them admit to their crime and arreasted by the good inspector
They're kinda on a remote island getting the police to show up each day and cart one off to prison would be pretty implausable.

[Renata]

I don't know, you can do a lot with panic and paranoia. Don't write it up as a formal "lynch", just have everybody freak out and club the top suspect to death with a silver tea set, or something.

[Subotan]

Lord of the Flies style

Kill the scum bash him in kill the scum bash him in

[Choxorn]

I like the above statement.

And yeah, I'm in.

[Captain Blackadder]

Make it that they get arreasted since in the book everyone was guilty of some crime make it that "lynching someone" makes them admit to their crime and arreasted by the good inspector
They're kinda on a remote island getting the police to show up each day and cart one off to prison would be pretty implausable.

Maybe you could add another chracter who functions as the narrator make him an army man of something similar and make it that he takes the chance and locks them up for the remainder of the time on the island

[Subotan]

I like the above statement.

It's my favourite book :3

[Thermal]

Just to warn, internet needs paying on 4th march, I've been assured it will be payed in time, but if i go missing around 4th march you know why.... :shifty:

[Subotan]

Oh come on people, just two more are needed


Twoooo

[Amsel]

Psssst, sorry to intrude on y'all's game, but Methos and Joooray are both missing from the signup list so unless you all know something I don't, the game's actually full up.

<- is lurking :nice:

[Thermal]

Psssst, sorry to intrude on y'all's game, but Methos and Joooray are both missing from the signup list so unless you all know something I don't, the game's actually full up.

<- is lurking :nice:

Good observation, I wasn't the only one Greyblades missed, hehe.

[Greyblades]

:sweatdrop: What can I say I'm pretty tired.
Now I have to figure out how to use random.org.

Edit: Okay I seem to have underestimated how long winded I am. I have written 3 paragraphs for the first role alone. This is going to take a while...

[Greyblades]

Actually I think It might be a bit of fun if you make up your own backstories, I'm nearly finished off with the main roles, mafia investigator doctor etc and I should be able to send them out soon. You who dont recieve a role PM will be regular townies so if you want something to use as roleplay material outside of
You are [Insert Name here].
You are a regular townie. Each turn you can vote for the one to die and your goal is to kill the mafioso. you are welcome to make something up.

[Yaropolk]

I would appreciate it if you sent townies pms as well even if just generic ones. I always manage to miss the start of the game when there is no townie pm.

[Greyblades]

Sure, I just meant that if the townies want to be depicted in the writeups as whatever they want, within reason, they can.

[Centurion1]

as do i tm as do i.


malpractice and freud shall foever be shamed by my taint................. :shame:

[Greyblades]

I have to say that ATPG and GH must be absolutely masterful creating stories and backstories for 30 plus characters for thier games, Sorry for the delay but I'm struggling to make the mafia's motivation not sound like rubbish.

[Thermal]

as do i tm as do i.



Mixing me up with someone? ...

[Greyblades]

Holy... that last one took up 4 paragraphs! Ok I think thats enough, I just sent out the main role PM's and I'll send a reminder to everyone when I have the starting day's writeup done with; give me a day or three. :sweatdrop:
Those who didnt get PM's are regular townies with clean slates. I encourage you to make up a persona of your character, if not for roleplay purposes then because I would like to use the names etc in thier death writeups.

[Captain Blackadder]

So is htere an update on when this is starting?

[Greyblades]

When I get my act together and do the setup post :sweatdrop: sorry I got alot of real life stuff getting in the way.

[Thermal]

Just one more reason as to why a game progress system of some sort needs to be implemented, so your not caught off guard. :tongue:

[Greyblades]

Yeah well I was ready to do it when I put up a request to run this game, I didnt know it would take almost 6 months to get the slot.

[Winston Hughes]

This thread has been silent for three days, but I notice that the title now says 'In Play'.

What's going on?

[Greyblades]

Sorry My college seemed to think this was a good time of the year to do an IT exam and assign me english corsework so alongside the openning I've had to make up another story at the same time. My apologies. :shame: but I should have it done by today.

[Greyblades]

Well I think its time to stop putting it off. Here's the intro that I've been promising since, oh, about last saturday. Enjoy.


The boat rocked slightly in the roaring surf sending seawater, and afew passengers' stomach contents, slopping over the side of the hull as an old trawler made its ponderous way to the island's harbour. After being safely tethered by the ships motley crew, comprising of an ex fisherman, a transvestite and an inebriated collie named Phil, the tub's inhabitants climbed onto the peer and made their way inland.
"First class travel my foot! I knew that sot was a skintflint when it came to others comfort, but I 'ad no idea that he would be cheap enough to put us in that old tub!". Moaned one of the passengers, a as the group made its way to the manor.
"Just be glad he bothered to get a boat at all the ferry doesn't come here I don't know about you but I didn't want to swim. At least the crew was polite."
"Crew? An old dullard, a poof and a fleabag that's seen better days? I've seen better seamen on a toy yacht! And god did that dog fart!"
"I really wish you would keep your language civilised."
"Civilised!? Sorry, M'lud, but not all of us were born with a silver spoon up our backside, we both know you never 'ad to work for anything. I bet you still have yer mum wipe your-"
"Will you two please shut up! Its bad enough we're freezing our legs off without you going on... Ah we're here."
They stopped in front of a set of Wooden doors, presumably the front door seeing as there weren't any others. For some reason the architect had seen it fit to adorn the door with a rather tacky skull motif. and the knocker was the jaw of what appeared to be a monkey.
"Well that's just tasteless, was he always this bad at decor?"
"How should I know? I barely noticed the man let alone got a guided tour around his dorm room."
After about 5 minutes of knocking on the door failed to get any attention they were considering trying to break in when a one of the upper floor windows opened and a rather wrinkled head peered out.
"Whatever your selling we don't want any!"
"We're not selling anything, we were invited."
"You were?... Oh, yes, the reunion, come in, come in, its unlocked. The master will be down in a second."
The head retracted and the window closed. Wasting no more time the group walked in and was greeted by the man that had called down to them earlier, a butler referred to as Niles.
"I understand you had a less than satisfactory trip my apologies but the master does like his privacy and as you probably know the ferry does not stop here. The master will meet you in the dining hall, please this way."
After entering and taking their seats at the main table the end door opened and the man known as Oliver Malwell entered and took his seat at the end of the table.
"Ah friends" He began "it seems you have arrived unharmed, I must apologise for the lack of eloquence in your transport but larger ships would be easily wrecked. Well now we are all here I think its a good time to start dinner,"
As the conversation started up Oliver's manservant exited the room to come back with several servants carrying a multitude of dishes and the meal began. And with that dear readers it should have ended, the guests should have dined and been merry for the night and be off home the next day. Should. Alas fate is not so kind, what was in store for these motely band of friends and old colleagues was a week of despair, confusion and death, with no survivors. But... maybe I should be kind, give them a sporting chance as it were? Very well you dear readers will take their places you will become the guests, you shall face their fate, you shall find the enemy within and, maybe you shall even leave this place with your lives. Good luck.

Night Zero.
Mafia send in your orders everyone else... roleplay or something I dont know,

[Captain Blackadder]

Well I say old bean I say we have a bit of jolly old fun and introduce ourselves for I for one do not know everyone here tonight. Thomas Harold Mortimer Green 2nd Batt.,The Derbyshire Regiment The Sherwood Foresters. I have just come back from the war after given those natives the good solid taste of British Steel. None of you are those namby pamby people who say the natives are our equals are you?

[johnhughthom]

What-ho folks, Buzz Killington here. This should be a ripping good yarn. Now lets say we all sit down and look at graveyard etchings? Surely such jolly japery should distract any would be killer from their nefarious tomfoolery?

[Winston Hughes]

Having spent several minutes deciding not to risk what passed for soup at Malwell's table, Lady Weston-Hogues fell into a brown study.

In her younger life, Winnie (an unfortunate nickname acquired during her time at Oxford) had been quite the beauty - a right old corker, as her dear departed husband had used to say - and now her mind took a brief promenade back to those cherished days of youth. Imagining her slender, pretty form encased in lavish frock, surrounded by many a dashing suitor, the aging widow sighed deeply. Would that today's festivities held such promise...

Rousing herself from these foolish reveries, Lady Weston-Hogues cast a discerning eye about the table, judging the company with a barely-disguised sneer. Fools, bounders, jackanapes. Barely a hint of class between them...

Sighing deeply, she quaffed what remained of her wine, then tapped impatiently on the glass, awaiting further refreshment.

[Captain Blackadder]

What-ho folks, Buzz Killington here. This should be a ripping good yarn. Now lets say we all sit down and look at graveyard etchings? Surely such jolly japery should distract any would be killer from their nefarious tomfoolery?

"Buzz Killington" what a vulger name good sir I would almost swear you were from the colonies with such a name as that. I say that it shoudl prove easy to find this killer for when we do my great military know how will serve me well. Servant get me some scotch.

With this a servant brings forth some scotch Thomas sips it then spits it out

What are you trying to do kill me? I said I want some scotch not this negus rubbish

[Winston Hughes]

"Buzz Killington" what a vulger name

Indeed. It sounds like the kind of name you'd expect an American to have.

Lady Weston-Hogues shudders slightly at the thought of sharing a dinner table with someone with the ill-fortune to be born on the unfashionable side of the Atlantic Ocean.

[johnhughthom]

My my, such negativity in the room. I know, why don't I tell us all a nice story about a bridge? That will raise everybodies spirits, yes?

[Captain Blackadder]

I hear you my good lady. Say where did you study a woman such as yourself would surely go to a fine University. I suspect that our American friend here would only ever be able to get into Hull. With that he laughs at his own joke

[Winston Hughes]

I suspect that our American friend here would only ever be able to get into Hull.

But surely Hull has a fine university.

Now Cambridge, on the other hand, that's a complete dump.

[Subotan]

Well I say old bean I say we have a bit of jolly old fun and introduce ourselves for I for one do not know everyone here tonight. Thomas Harold Mortimer Green 2nd Batt.,The Derbyshire Regiment The Sherwood Foresters. I have just come back from the war after given those natives the good solid taste of British Steel. None of you are those namby pamby people who say the natives are our equals are you?
Another millitary man? Good show chap, I'm Captain Mackerel. I have just returned from a long stint in the Indiarrr Office. I was serving in Upper Burma, when some Fuzzy-Wuzzy bastards attacked my brigade. I managed to "civilise" them off, with nothing more than a few flesh wounds. When I got the message for the reunion,. I couldn't wait to hurry back here and meet all my chums!

EDIT: I'm only going for the colonial persona because I promised myself I'd get to wear a pith helmet, so don't think of it as if I'm stealing your ideas.


What-ho folks, Buzz Killington here.
LOL superb :laugh4:

[Choxorn]

'Ello, ol Chaps, I'm Frederick A. Jackson, I've spent most of the past few years as the captain of a couple of cruise ships. I must say, that dinghy boat is a big step downward from the nice ships I'm used to being on.

[Thermal]

Moby the Merchant, a good old chap I am, I can tell you a tell or two and play the violin!

Unlike you gentlemen, I have no stomach for war, but much prefer keeping tabs on the good old currency and how to get more of it, honestly of course...

I am a traveling fish enthusiast, in order to make myself a fortune on tuna I aim to see my good old friend, who tells me he as seafood surplus, leftover prawns can only give one a foul mood!

[johnhughthom]

I am traveling to a fish market, in order to make myself a fortune on tuna.

Oh what a fascinating story, come sit beside me and I will tell you a tale of a man who tried to open a tuna stall but wasn't able to get his business off the ground. Do you know why he failed? No? Because he was a Scot! A ha. A ha ha ha.

[Methos]

I'll be away the majority of the day on Sunday and I won't have internet access.

[Centurion1]

Hello old beans. I am the Lord Duke of Cornwall. out for a jaunt with the missus when this blighter showed up and took me for flippidy do. Im right bloody peeved I am. Well now that im here i would love to hear how all you old chaps and chappeses managed to scrounge up this entire bother.

[Subotan]

Lord Earl of Cornwall
lol wut (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Duke_of_Cornwall)

[Secura]

I really wish I had signed up for this game now...

[Thermal]

Oh what a fascinating story, come sit beside me and I will tell you a tale of a man who tried to open a tuna stall but wasn't able to get his business off the ground. Do you know why he failed? No? Because he was a Scot! A ha. A ha ha ha.

Oh, the hilarity! :bucktooth: As you can see, I changed my story, good old amnesia strikes again chap, blasted disease!

So, whats the story Sir Killington? :bow:

[johnhughthom]

So, whats the story Sir Killington? :bow:

Oh well, um you see.... Thing is... OK OK I'll tell you what happened... Ummmm, errr. He was a Scot? That was the joke... Get it?

[Secura]

Oh well, um you see.... Thing is... OK OK I'll tell you what happened... Ummmm, errr. He was a Scot? That was the joke... Get it?

Gosh, you're such a buzz kill... :3

[Winston Hughes]

I am the Lord Earl of Cornwall.

A Welshman?

Dear me, Oliver, what on earth were you thinking inviting these people?

Between the swarthy foreigners and the unkempt proles, one hardly knows where to rest one's eyes.

[Centurion1]

subotan im american we dont believ ein a monarchy, therefore i am showing my disdain by not give a realistic title to my character.

but since there are so many british orgahs ill change it to duke.

*waits for the backlash*

[johnhughthom]

OK Mr Killer guy, heres the thing. I have totally used up all the mileage I have with this Buzz Killington character. If you could kill me soon it would be much appreciated. Using somebody who appeared like two times on a tv show probably wasn't the smartest idea I've ever had.

[Subotan]

Jesters suck.

[Winston Hughes]

subotan im american we dont believ ein a monarchy, therefore i am showing my disdain by not give a realistic title to my character.

but since there are so many british orgahs ill change it to duke.

*waits for the backlash*

A titled American? Who ever heard of such nonsense? This man is clearly an imposter!

Butler? Go upstairs to my luggage, and fetch me down my portable gallows, there's a good chap.


OK Mr Killer guy, heres the thing. I have totally used up all the mileage I have with this Buzz Killington character. If you could kill me soon it would be much appreciated. Using somebody who appeared like two times on a tv show probably wasn't the smartest idea I've ever had.

Oh dear... You Americans are rather capricious, aren't you?

It's all down to a lack of proper breeding and tradition, I'm sure.

[Secura]

The best thing about this game so far is that Winston Hughes already has a nice, stately British name! :P

[Choxorn]

Stupid Americans, I run into you all the time on cruise ships. All you ever do is say how America is better than us.

[Winston Hughes]

The best thing about this game so far is that Winston Hughes already has a nice, stately British name! :P

Gah! Even the invisible spirits haunting this dilapidated old pile can't seem to get my name right...

[Shouting] It's Weston-Hogues, you incorporeal nincompoops!

[johnhughthom]

Oh dear... You Americans are rather capricious, aren't you?

Buzz Killington is not American, I can assure you of that.

[Winston Hughes]

Buzz Killington is not American, I can assure you of that.

Oh my...

Don't tell me you're...

No. Surely not...

Oliver! Please say you didn't invite an Australian to this little gathering!

[johnhughthom]

Bah, my skills are totally wasted here, there isn't even a buzz for me to kill. Boring sods.

[Centurion1]

I daresay sir if you dare to call me an american one more time i shall be forced to settle this like a gentleman. Let god decide who is right. The COE god of course.

[Double A]

Bah, my skills are totally wasted here, there isn't even a buzz for me to kill. Boring sods.

What about women? They fly like a butterfly, and sting like a bee. But wait that means they wouldn't buzz. I'm pretty sure the pet shop I saw on my way here had some bees, or you might try Beeville USA, down in Mexico. Or you could go to Death Valley if you'd rather kill some Buzzards.

[johnhughthom]

Oh great, not only is there no buzz to kill there is even somebody here with lamer jokes than mine. Oh well, back to my etchings.

[Double A]

:bow:

[Winston Hughes]

I daresay sir if you dare to call me an american one more time i shall be forced to settle this like a gentleman. Let god decide who is right. The COE god of course.

As much as I'm pleased to see you are better versed in the ways of religion than you are in those of proper aristocratic nomenclature, I am a little concerned that you've partaken rather too heavily of the communion wine...

In case you hadn't noticed, I am of the fairer sex. I suppose, with your past record, I shouldn't be surprised that my name beginning with the word 'Lady' didn't give it away.

[Centurion1]

As much as I'm pleased to see you are better versed in the ways of religion than you are in those of proper aristocratic nomenclature, I am a little concerned that you've partaken rather too heavily of the communion wine...

In case you hadn't noticed, I am of the fairer sex. I suppose, with your past record, I shouldn't be surprised that my name beginning with the word 'Lady' didn't give it away.

By my word i am under attack! it reminds me of this time i was in India........

anyway, my dear woman i was speaking to Subotan. Your hurtful insults insults a man of my class and dignity. You are making yourself out to be a cretin of the lowest class *sniff*

[Thermal]

By my word i am under attack! it reminds me of this time i was in India........

anyway, my dear woman i was speaking to Subotan. Your hurtful insults insults a man of my class and dignity. You are making yourself out to be a cretin of the lowest class *sniff*

This one is being quite brutal, the lady is wearing a frock to flatter even a blind beggar! You won't get an ounce of plaice with those utterances!

Now put the wine bottle down before one smashes it over ones head. :bow:

[Greyblades]

Bah! Due to specfic circumstances the night phase is now over I'll be sending the PM now and the writeup in the morning.

[Centurion1]

This one is being quite brutal, the lady is wearing a frock to flatter even a blind beggar! You won't get an ounce of plaice with those utterances!

Now put the wine bottle down before one smashes it over ones head.

I DARESAY!

this is simply atrocious you are all complete cretins, how dare you adress your better with such a tone. I will have you flogged *what what is that there are no more FLOGGINGS!* well sah, this is a call to a gentlemanly duel who are your seconds.

[Thermal]

I DARESAY!

this is simply atrocious you are all complete cretins, how dare you adress your better with such a tone. I will have you flogged *what what is that there are no more FLOGGINGS!* well sah, this is a call to a gentlemanly duel who are your seconds.

You, good sir, need some lessons in good manners and etiquette. If a wailing wine filled Cornish cock-eyed idiotic earl thinks a fine lady should be degraded for telling you some truths, then you need to sober up and stare yourself in the face!

We are all invited on this trip, class and status is of little substance here. My honest modest way of life is more rewarding than your life of ludicrous luxury.

[Centurion1]

You, good sir, need some lessons in good manners and etiquette. If a wailing wine filled Cornish cock-eyed idiotic earl thinks a fine lady should be degraded for telling you some truths, then you need to sober up and stare yourself in the face!

We are all invited on this trip, class and status is of little substance here. My honest modest way of life is more rewarding than your life of ludicrous luxury.

I daresay sah i am of the title Duke and i request you doth not forget such. As well the lady first made an insult to my characte out of thin air claiming i challenged her to a duel. And i have valiantly served the crown in India, what have you done sah.

I say good day.

I SAY GOOD DAY!

[Greyblades]

Um ok that was interesting, anyway I decided I should make up to you for taking so long with the first writeup by doing this one early.

After the meal had ended all the guests retired to the living room for a drink and rounds of charades, poker and other small games until they decided to call it a night and retired to their respective guest rooms. The night seemed peaceful apart from a small clang, several uneven foot steps. In the morning everyone (yes everyone) took breakfast, said your goodbye's and headed back to the dock they had arrived in.
Unfortunately as you arrived at the pier they noticed an absence of a servicable boat and when you went back to the manor the phones had thier wires cut. It seems that you will be here for a while...

Noone died so there was no reason to start lynching as such I'm skipping to next night phase

Night 2.

Alive

johnhughthom
Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Yaropolk
Renata
Captain Blackadder
A Very Super Market
Double A
spL1tp3r50naL1ty
Thermal Mercury
Choxorn
Methos
Joooray

[Thermal]

This gentleman waits patiently whilst the 'Duke' Of the Indian Cornwall tries to slay me in this rather bleak situation.

[Centurion1]

This gentleman waits patiently whilst the 'Duke' Of the Indian Cornwall tries to slay me in this rather bleak situation.

let us reconcile and i offer my sincere apologies to the lady for any insults, lets try to get through this.

[Thermal]

let us reconcile and i offer my sincere apologies to the lady for any insults, lets try to get through this.

I've had this issue ever since my wife left me for a shoemaker, whilst nailing my foot to a coffin...long story I dare say...

If the lady accepts your apologies, then all is forgiven, if not, then it seems we cannot be friends, as I do not want to be nailed to a coffin again!

Did I mention she tried to drown me? :cry: I don't know how I managed to get on this boat after the experience...

But shhh, you'll wake the babies

breaks down*

[Choxorn]

Aw, we don't get to randomly lynch people like we usually do on the first day of a mafia game?

[Renata]

Don't ask me. I wanted to join in the roleplaying (Francis Straker-Finch (nee Frank Scuttle) at your service, social climber and companion to a succession of rich widows), but I'm too sick to manage it. Pity me. *coughs on everyone*

[Greyblades]

Aw, we don't get to randomly lynch people like we usually do on the first day of a mafia game?

Funny as that would be there is no real reason to be lynching someone if the people dont even know there is a mafia around.

[Captain Blackadder]

Well I say that ruffian should continue to do what he is doing so that we may all have our party in peace and get of this island. It would be a pity if this rutter would ruin our fine meal.

[Subotan]

I've had this issue ever since my wife left me for a shoemaker, whilst nailing my foot to a coffin...long story I dare say...

If the lady accepts your apologies, then all is forgiven, if not, then it seems we cannot be friends, as I do not want to be nailed to a coffin again!

Did I mention she tried to drown me? :cry: I don't know how I managed to get on this boat after the experience...

But shhh, you'll wake the babies

breaks down*
Brandy helps ease the pain

[Centurion1]

Brandy helps ease the pain

as does a fine port.

[Captain Blackadder]

But the thing that does it the most is a fine scotch.

[Subotan]

as does a fine port.
Port is such a lower class tipple. (http://www.economist.com/world/britain/displaystory.cfm?story_id=15108718)

[Choxorn]

Beer is the solution (and cause) of all of life's problems.

[Winston Hughes]

Lady Weston-Hogues looks horrified.

Brandy? Port?! Scotch?!!!

Filthy foreign muck!

Gin's the thing.

[Subotan]

Claret for a bishop, port for a rector, currant for a curate and gin for the clerk.

[Captain Blackadder]

Which is filthy foreign muck since it was created by those devils the Dutch at least my drink came from the British Isles.

[johnhughthom]

So a drink brought to England from Holland is not foreign muck? Interesting.

edit: Gah! Darn you Cpt B.

[Thermal]

Opts for tuna brine*

[Winston Hughes]

Which is filthy foreign muck since it was created by those devils the Dutch


So a drink brought to England from Holland is not foreign muck?

You speak as if I'm some mindless xenophobe, who automatically takes against something merely because it has an alien provenance. Nothing could be further from the truth.

I'm perfectly open minded to the exotic, just so long as it doesn't involve those ghastly French, Italians, Spanish, Portuguese, Scots, Welsh, Irish, Slavs, Gypsies, Russians, Jews, Turks, Arabs, Africans, Indians, Chinese, Japanese, Asiatics, Americans, or Australians.

[Double A]

I'll just have some coffee, why does everyone always want alcohol? Sure beer is great, but all the time?

Hank pulls some sugar out of his pockets and dumps it into his coffee cup

[Captain Blackadder]

Coffee what are you a septic or worse a wog? Drink some tea my good man if you are too light of temperment for a real mans drink

[Yaropolk]

Host - any reason you're depriving the town from lynch chances? That's the only way we have to out the scum.

[johnhughthom]

Host - any reason you're depriving the town from lynch chances?

I also find this rather curious.

[Greyblades]

Host - any reason you're depriving the town from lynch chances? That's the only way we have to out the scum.
Story reasons, in game your characters wont be lynching anyone for killing because noone has been murdered yet.
In hindsight I realise that I should have made an NPC die instead. Ah well, live and learn.

[Double A]

Making who an NPC because of why?

[johnhughthom]

He means have the game start with some randomer (not a player) being killed to give us a reason for lynching.

[Double A]

Like in most games?

:P

[Greyblades]

Yeah I realy didnt think this through...

[Yaropolk]

So let's say one died, can we vote now?

[Centurion1]

A true gentleman knows patience. Would the lady care for us to begin voting, then?

[Double A]

Why don't you just say that someone died suddenly and unexpectedly during the middle of the day?

[Centurion1]

Why don't you just say that someone died suddenly and unexpectedly during the middle of the day?

Because we are all old middleaged british residents. Heart attacks flow through our genes. it wouldnt exactly be a cause for concern, neh?

[Double A]

Well then it would be so much easier for those of us who haven't had a heart attack yet to find the killer on the first lynch.

[Centurion1]

its gotta be creative like he has to choke on a crumpet. something deliciously funny to uninformed americans like myself believing Britian is stuck in the victorian age.

[Double A]

Uh, it isn't?

[Centurion1]

Uh, it isn't?

Thats my boy. Shhh, they think they are more refined than us but we know better :wink:

[Double A]

Indeed. http://www.twcenter.net/forums/images/smilies/duffer.gif

[Subotan]

Oh man, why didn't I see that smiley before?

[Methos]

Or possibly if someone was attacked and it failed, maybe they could state that was the case? At least it would give us an idea whether the mafia failed an attack, attempted a conversion, or something else. Greybeard's wording implies it wasn't just the mafia failing to send orders.

[Greyblades]

Uh, sorry about all this. I was kinda hoping that there was going to be someone killed last night phase, I was caught off guard when that didn't happen.

[Double A]

vote: GB for no backup plan.

[Greyblades]

Hey, sorry but its first time as a mafia host.

[Double A]

Ah it's fine, now we can banter some more.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Hey, sorry but its first time as a mafia host.

Anything I can help with?

[Greyblades]

Nah, thanks but I just need to find time to come up with writeups, my english teacher has me doing a creative writing essay and its pretty hard to come up with two different stories at once without getting them mixed up.

[Renata]

Night two was announced on March 6th; it's now March 10th. Sorry Greyblades, but I think this should be killed.

[Yaropolk]

Ditto... 5 days since game started, no pms, no actions. You need to kick it into gear or people will start dropping.

[Beskar]

GH is pretty strict on 24 per round, 48 day and nights. You can use up to 48 in a round if needed.

Message from GeneralHankerchief (http://objection.mrdictionary.net/go.php?n=3723665)

[Thermal]

Without meaning to sound patronizing, I think it depends on you, Greyblades.

Should you get this write up out, could you do the same again and again afterwords? If this is a busy time for you it is better to kill it now than wait until the game gets more interesting, just to kill it, in my opinion. :bow:

[Greyblades]

Eek! Then I had better get into gear then.


The day had gone as to be expected, after the initial grumbling and moaning the group retired to the manor leaving the servants to the work of finding the ship and its crew. After an entire day of fruitless searching a damaged lifeboat bearing the crew's dog Phil, seeing as dogs arent known for thier speaking skills, what had happened to the trawler remained unknown and the island's occupents were forced to set off afew flares found in the manor's supply closet and wait for rescue.
The following night was peaceful enough there were no odd noises this time and everyone was sutably rested as they filed downstairs for a spot of breakfast.
"My friends" started oliver "I am afraid that our efforts to attract the attention of the channel fleet had been unsucessful, I am sorry to say that we will be here for a while. Fortunately we are well stocked and there have been alot of storm clouds gathering overhead since yesterday so foor and water will not be a problem and hopefully in afew days the portsmouth dockworkers will notice that our boat hasnt returned and a search ship will be dispatched if all goes well we should be recued in a week or so."
With that an uproar of complaints of "but my family will be missing me terribly", "I've got a buisness meeting to get to in london in two days" and "is it just me or does anyone else smell rust?".
With this everyone paused and sniffed yes there definitely a smell of iron and something else...
"It's coming from the library"
Oliver moved to the library door and opened it.
"oh god..."
Double A: townie, Killed by a blow to the head with a wrench in the library and dismembered post mortum.

Sorry for the lack of information I'm abit rushed for time. Now seeing as 1900's gentlemen dont usually kill eachother the lynched people will be locked in their rooms until the end of the game, if the town wins they'll be released if the mafa wins they'll be picked off at leisure.

Alive:

johnhughthom
Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Yaropolk
Renata
Captain Blackadder
A Very Super Market
spL1tp3r50naL1ty
Thermal Mercury
Choxorn
Methos
Joooray

Dead:

Double A: townie, Killed by a blow to the head with a wrench in the library and dismembered post mortum.

[Centurion1]

vote: methos

lets get this going ladies and gents.

[Methos]

Courtesy of random.org, Vote: atheotes.

[Subotan]

Vote:Centurion1

Grass grows, birds fly, sun shines, and—brother—I vote [for the] people [who cast the first vote] (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yGbWGs2SRe8)

[Centurion1]

saw that coming.......

cmon everyone lets get voting.

[johnhughthom]

Ooh, it lives. Who to vote for? ~:confused:

I nearly missed you there Winston, hiding away at the top of the sign in list. Naughty. Vote: Winston Hughes.:bounce:

[Centurion1]

voting for a lady tsk tsk sah.

unvote ; vote: johnhughthom

[johnhughthom]

voting for a lady tsk tsk sah.

unvote ; vote: johnhughthom


But, but, but it's tradition. If I didn't Winston would think I no longer thought he had the most awesome name ever. And he might cry, you don't want that. Do you? :inquisitive:

[Centurion1]

But, but, but it's tradition. If I didn't Winston would think I no longer thought he had the most awesome name ever. And he might cry, you don't want that. Do you?

Touche sah.

unvote ; vote: Methos

[Renata]

vote: Joooray

He seems to strike me as scummy in every single game we're both in; may as well get it out of my system early.

[Joooray]

vote: Joooray

He seems to strike me as scummy in every single game we're both in; may as well get it out of my system early.

I'm wondering what I have done to deserve this. :cry: Feel better now? :laugh3:
Anyway, I wasn't entirely sure this has started/continued, so I haven't said anything at all, but now I'll Vote: Choxorn, I don't like x in names. :shrug:

[Renata]

Heh. I have no idea honestly. But I was suspicious of you in TCD, again in Noblesse Oblige, and had a vote on you earlier today in Shadow Fort. It seems to be a thing.

[Choxorn]

Random.Org commands I vote for Yaropolk.

[Captain Blackadder]

Well pish posh I say us of us that have spoken deserve to stay since good conversation is so hard to find these days thus

vote splitpersonality

[Yaropolk]

Vote:Centurion1

Grass grows, birds fly, sun shines, and—brother—I vote [for the] people [who cast the first vote] (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yGbWGs2SRe8)

Voting for Cent1 because you always do it as a matter of policy on day 1? Provides a great smokescreen when you actually ARE scum, doesn't it?
Vote: Subotan

[atheotes]

the Dice Gods have spoken....
Vote: Splitpersonality

[Winston Hughes]

A murder? How positively ghastly. Thank heavens it didn't happen to a person of any real standing...

Lady Weston-Hogues looks down her nose at the other guests, and speaks quietly to herself (though not so quietly that everyone else is unable to hear her analysis).

Any one of these motley figures might be behind the crime, lower-class rabble that they are. That Yaropolk, for example... His bearing and countenance are quite suggestive of criminal tendencies. I wouldn't be at all surprised if was capable of murder.

(vote: Yaropolk)

[Thermal]

Vote: Atheotes

Do I even need to explain?

[Thermal]

Answer: Yes I do

Evening out the scoreboard, Atheotes voting for someone who already had a vote was putting him out of deep waters, can't be having that. :tongue:

[atheotes]

do you leave out people with votes when you use random.org? :inquisitive:

[Yaropolk]

A murder? How positively ghastly. Thank heavens it didn't happen to a person of any real standing...

Lady Weston-Hogues looks down her nose at the other guests, and speaks quietly to herself (though not so quietly that everyone else is unable to hear her analysis).

Any one of these motley figures might be behind the crime, lower-class rabble that they are. That Yaropolk, for example... His bearing and countenance are quite suggestive of criminal tendencies. I wouldn't be at all surprised if was capable of murder.

(vote: Yaropolk)

OMG OMG OMG Pressure, DONT LYNCH ME! I'm Useful to the town! I'm a doctor, no wait a unicorn, no wait a confused cop! Yeah, that's the ticket!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SV55bwBLm-k

[Joooray]

Heh. I have no idea honestly. But I was suspicious of you in TCD, again in Noblesse Oblige, and had a vote on you earlier today in Shadow Fort. It seems to be a thing.

Well, fortunately I wasn't scum in any of the games. So it seems you should rather get suspicious about me if you don't get suspicious. :wink:

[Double A]

If the sugar and first name didn't tip anyone off, I was Hank Scorpio.

https://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj203/naytron_31/Hank_Scorpio.png

[Centurion1]

TM what happened last time you evened up the score..........

[Methos]

I'm going to be offline until Sunday with no internet access. My caving grotto (group) was invited back down to Riverbluff Cave (http://www.riverbluffcave.com/) for some archaeological digging and exploring of the cave system. I should be back late Sunday.

[Thermal]

TM what happened last time you evened up the score..........

Mind games? I think not. :beam:

[Greyblades]

I'm not sure if I should end this turn now or let you go on for a while longer?

[atheotes]

i think the round has lasted for more that 48hrs... and the last post was more than 7hrs ago... fair enough to end it. :bow:

[Greyblades]

Right... so... any chance of a tally?

[johnhughthom]

Right... so... any chance of a tally?

Tally:

atheotes: 2 (Methos, TM)
Yaro: 2 (Choxorn, WH)
split: 2 (Cpt B, atheotes)
Cent: 1 (Subo)
WH: 1 (jht)
Jooooray: 1 (Renata)
Choxorn: 1 (Joooray)
Subo: 1 (Yaro)
Methos: 1 (Cent)

[Centurion1]

ja thats right. i checked.

[Secura]

Tally:

atheotes: 2 (Methos, TM)
Yaro: 2 (Choxorn, WH)
split: 2 (Cpt B, atheotes)
Cent: 1 (Subo)
WH: 1 (jht)
Jooooray: 1 (Renata)
Choxorn: 1 (Joooray)
Subo: 1 (Yaro)
Methos: 1 (Cent)

Twelve players voted, nine players nominated for the lynch... crikey. o_o

[Centurion1]

Twelve players voted, nine players nominated for the lynch... crikey. o_o

Well we dont exactly know anything yet do we luv. what are you Australian now, :laugh:

[Yaropolk]

unvote; vote: split to save my hide

[Greyblades]

Ah.
This is going to be a problem.

hmph... ok I'm extending the turn, the turn will end in 24 hours, to give everyone a chance to change thier votes if needed, if the tie isn't broken by then I'll pick at random.

[Secura]

It appears the tie has been broken:

SplitPersonality: 3 (Captain Blackadder, atheotes, Yaropolk)
atheotes: 2 (Methos, Thermal Mercury)
Yaropolk: 2 (Choxorn, Winston Hughes)

[Centurion1]

greyblades you cant keep extending. just use random.org

thoguh it appears we have no choice now that yaro has legally voted..........

[Greyblades]

:brood: Centurion though I do appreciate your input you are not the host, I am. Now if you dont mind I recently sprained my ankle and am now confined to one room, add to that the fact that it is well past midnight for me and you can understand that I am in no way in a good mood and there is no way I'll be able to pump out a writeup right now. Still, I have been stretching it out too much so I am extendng the turn by only twelve hours.
Good night.

[Centurion1]

Centurion though I do appreciate your input you are not the host, I am. Now if you dont mind I recently sprained my ankle and am now confined to one room, add to that the fact that it is well past midnight for me and you can understand that I am in no way in a good mood and there is no way I'll be able to pump out a writeup right now. Still, I have been stretching it out too much so I am extendng the turn by only twelve hours.
Good night.

im sorry the tone wasn't supposed to sound the way it did. hope you feel better.

12 hour extension sounds fine.

and remember you dont have to tear out a writeup as soon as you end the round.

once again hope you feel better :bow:

[Subotan]

Unvote Cent, Vote Atheotes

Just to keep the game tense

[atheotes]

Unvote Cent, Vote Atheotes

Just to keep the game tense

poor reasoning and poorer vote... Yaropolk saved himself, if at all you wanted to tie the votes you should have voted for him. FOS: Subotan who are you trying to save? Split or Yaropolk?

[Greyblades]

Its been 14 hours. Could I have a tally please?

[Thermal]

If I could do this, unvote, vote: yaropolk

Tally:

split: 3 (Cpt B, atheotes, yaro)
Yaro: 3 (Choxorn, WH, TM)
atheotes: 2 (Methos, subo)
WH: 1 (jht)
Jooooray: 1 (Renata)
Choxorn: 1 (Joooray)
Methos: 1 (Cent)

[Greyblades]

Um ok... I'll just get the writeup done, if yarpolk and split could both pm me their in-game name I'll be done in afew hours.

[Splitpersonality]

Argh, I was just coming here to Vote: Yaropolk

:(


Darn power outage... I had no internet all days D:

Sending PM now...

[Greyblades]

Well I was originally going to lynch the person who PM'ed me last but seeing as split was forced to be AFK I dont think that would be fair so I just printed off both names, stuck them on my dart board and lynched the first one I hit.
Day 1 Concluded.


"So we're all in consensus on this?"
"I'm not."
"Shush, you dont count. Now who should we trust the key's to?"
"Maybe one of the servants should take them?"
"No. For all we know they were all in on it."
"If they were I'm pretty sure that they would have killed more than just one of us by ow, we'll give the master key's to the butler, he used to serve in the crimea he'll be harder for our culprit to overpower."
"So it's settled, sorry Doljonijir... Doljonijiarnimar.... Dol."
"Yeah."

Yarpolk: Townie. Confined to room.

Alive:

johnhughthom
Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Yaropolk
Renata
Captain Blackadder
A Very Super Market
Thermal Mercury
Choxorn
Methos
Joooray

Dead:

Double A: Hank Scorpio, townie, Killed by a blow to the head with a wrench in the library and dismembered post mortum.
Yarpolk: Lord Doljonijiarnimorinar, Townie. Confined to room.

Night 1 Proper

[Splitpersonality]

I'm glad your dart skills saved me Greyblades :bow:, sorry about the ankle, I know it's a real :daisy: when stuff like that happens.


I believe Captain Blackadder to be scum, but I can't really prove that.... we will see what occurs tonight however.

[Greyblades]

Yeah, that the human body can be immobilised for days just by tripping is one of the reasons I think nature has a sadistic sense of humor.

[Centurion1]

was it one of the nasty ones where you hear the cartilage like rip............. *shudder*

[Yaropolk]

Greyblades just discriminates against the Doljonijiarnimorinars because we are Swedes.

[A Very Super Market]

I believe I should be getting my character name in around this time.......

A tanned and wizened gentlemen of proper birth rises from a darkened corner. He begins to enter the circle of discussion when he pauses with a disturbed look on his face. Slowly, he turns around and shrinks into the corner once more, returning with a prouder bearing, and a battered old salacot gracing his twiney gray strands of hair.

I see this is a bad moment to join in. I must apologize, I took an extended rest, for I've only just arrived from Ceylon. You see, one does begin to take to rest at odd times if you become accustomed to living in the tropics. However, I do believe that I've conquered the limits of my sleep cycle, and am glad to be given the chance to combat this murderer.

I am Montgomery Phillips Tullens-Wesley-Hayborough. Not in a position to inherit, for my father was a man with exceptionally energetic loins, I resolved to travel the world free of constraints. My brothers, they either waited hopefully for their elder to die due to "accidents", or meandering about as officers, are all but dead now. It's an ironic situation. I've no love for Herefordshire. When you have seen the dark forests of Canada, the impenetrable jungles of India, and all the farthest reaches of our glorious empire, you are left with no wonder at our native landscape.

Of course, someone is killing people here. A more pressing matter than my history.

[Greyblades]

I live!
Sorry about that but someone turned off my internet connection last night and I only got back online just now. The writeup's coming in afew minutes.

[Greyblades]

Did I say minutes, I meant hours :sweatdrop:
I cant remember if he gave his name or not so the victim's name is "Instert name here" for the time being.

As everyone retired to thier rooms to secure their doors and thier windows Insert name wasn't going to sit around and get picked off. He made his way out the back door and into the garden shed with the intention of finding a weapon. It was raining and being soaked through wasn't making Insert name here's efforts any easier but after afew minutes he managed to break off the lock and open the door.
"Find what you're looking for?"
"Ah... shi-"
Thack

Thermal Mercury: Townie. Skull smashed in by shovel.

Alive:

johnhughthom
Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Yaropolk
Renata
Captain Blackadder
A Very Super Market
Choxorn
Methos
Joooray

Dead:

Double A: Hank Scorpio, townie, Killed by a blow to the head with a wrench in the library and dismembered post mortum.
Yarpolk: Lord Doljonijiarnimorinar, Townie. Confined to room.
Thermal Mercury: Townie. Back of the skull caved in by shovel.

Day 2.

[Thermal]

Cheers...

[Centurion1]

vote: choxorn

[Choxorn]

Do you have a reason, or did you just get me with random.org?

If neither, I must vote for you.

[Joooray]

vote: choxorn

Sounds resonable. Vote: Choxorn.

[Renata]

Me I'll vote: Methos just to see if he can talk me out of it.

[Yaropolk]

Sounds resonable. Vote: Choxorn.

Sounds scummy, you should lynch Jooray.

[atheotes]

Sounds resonable. Vote: Choxorn.

what sounds reasonable?
vote: Jooray

[Winston Hughes]

Lady Weston-Hogues is stroking a large, fluffy cat with a diamond collar. Whether the demented old aristocrat brought the pampered feline with her, or whether she found it since arriving here, nobody is entirely certain...

What's that, Mr Fluffums? You think that Buzz Killington is the murderer?

Well, I'm sure he's a dreadful ruffian - and possibly an American to boot - but do you have any evidence?

She puts her ear up to the cat's mouth for a moment, and then looks over at Buzz Killington.

Oh... Well... That is convincing... Well done, Mr Fluffums.

vote: johnhughthom

[Joooray]

what sounds reasonable?
vote: Jooray

Cent's argument! Don't you see it? :shrug:

[Centurion1]

my argument is simply stupendous. try to disagree.

[A Very Super Market]

Lady Weston-Hogues is stroking a large, fluffy cat with a diamond collar. Whether the demented old aristocrat brought the pampered feline with her, or whether she found it since arriving here, nobody is entirely certain...

What's that, Mr Fluffums? You think that Buzz Killington is the murderer?

Well, I'm sure he's a dreadful ruffian - and possibly an American to boot - but do you have any evidence?

She puts her ear up to the cat's mouth for a moment, and then looks over at Buzz Killington.

Oh... Well... That is convincing... Well done, Mr Fluffums.

vote: johnhughthom

Now see here, the Americans have proven themselves to be dedicated in preserving the natural wealth of their continent, and I have no quarrel with them. Madam, I suspect you are less than sane and unable to perform your daily functions any longer.

Vote: Winston Hughes

And such a mannish name.

[Captain Blackadder]

Vote Johnhughthom

I agree the uncooth American must be confined to his quarters. For he is being rather vulger if you do not mind myself saying so.

[johnhughthom]

Well, lack of spelling skills and a complete inability to discern betweem accents. Vote: Captain Blackadder

[Captain Blackadder]

Was your mispronunciation of between deliberate? I know of no Englishman who pronounces it with a m, thus you must be an American.

[johnhughthom]

Ah, touche good sir. Unvote: Captain Blackadder

[Splitpersonality]

Vote: AVSM pure random vote.

:bow:

If it looks bad for you AVSM, I shall change my vote.

[Methos]

Me I'll vote: Methos just to see if he can talk me out of it.

What did I do? Sounds like you have issues with me or something, or maybe you're mafia and you know I'll see through you! Vote: Renata the mafia scum!

[Choxorn]

Vote: Centurion for not even giving a stupid explanation.

[A Very Super Market]

Vote: AVSM pure random vote.

:bow:

If it looks bad for you AVSM, I shall change my vote.

Why would you vote for me if you don't want to vote for me?

[Splitpersonality]

I was just logging a vote on someone who I had seen has otherwise no votes.

[A Very Super Market]

I was just logging a vote on someone who I had seen has otherwise no votes.

And that would make perfect sense if we were somehow rewarded for getting votes. Sadly, we don't, so it makes none.

[Centurion1]

unvote ; vote: centurion1

[Splitpersonality]

Fine.

Unvote

[Greyblades]

Do you lot think I should end the turn now of should I give you more time?

[Greyblades]

I guess thats a no. Ok then, you guys give me a tally I'll do the writeup and we should be done in an hour.

[Yaropolk]

Greyblades - you really aren't supposed to take more than 24 hours per phase - these 5 day phases won't do. GH will shut your thread down. You gotta end phases in a timely fashion and do your own tallies so nobody does any funny business. For mafia trying to do a last minute vote switch (a legitemate strategy to save a partner's live) it's killer not knowing if phase is over in 40 minutes, 4 days or a week.

[Greyblades]

*sigh* yeah I was afriad it would be getting to that stage. Ok then

Centurion: 2 (cent, choxorn)
johnhughthom: 2 (Blackadder, WH)
Choxorn: 1 (jooray)
Methos: 1 (reneta)
Jooray: 1 (Atheotes)
WH: 1 (AVSM)

*Flips coin*
OK.


As the group gathered in the main hall once again with a seat conspicuously empty the group went to the task of decideing who is locked up.
"Ok then it seems that there is consensus, John I'm sorry but you are going to have to hand over your keys."
"Fine but I want your guarentee that noone will be able to kill me."
"I promise you will be safe."
"What if the killer steals the keys."
"Oh theres no chance of that."
"What if he tries to break down the door?"
"I'm sure he wont-"
"What about the windows?"
"Oh come-"
"Or what if he kills me while the door is unlocked while food is passed in?"
"Look are you going to give me the keys you petulant little twerp or are we going to have to hit you?"
"...I'll be good."

johnhughthom: townie confined to room


Alive:

Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Yaropolk
Renata
Captain Blackadder
A Very Super Market
Choxorn
Methos
Joooray

Dead:

Double A: Hank Scorpio, townie, Killed by a blow to the head with a wrench in the library and dismembered post mortum.
Yarpolk: Lord Doljonijiarnimorinar, Townie. Confined to room.
Thermal Mercury: Townie. Back of the skull caved in by shovel.
johnhughthom: townie confined to room

Night 2.

Phase ends this time tommorrow.

[Greyblades]

6 hours to go, anyone who misses orders will be not have thier actions made for them.

[Greyblades]

Right sorry for the delay my internet was unplugged last night and I couldnt get back on for long enough to do anything 'till now.


The night wasnt going well for Thomas Green, the fear of being killed was making i hard enought to fall asleep and he was starting to think that he could hear brething coming from the door. There wasn't time to think on it though as when he was making to investigate a small plick sound came from the window, and another. Slowly he opened the latch and pushed the window open.
"Who's there?" he called out.
"Hey, Tommy, it's me" came a reply from the darkness.
"Eh? You're going to have to be more specific."
"1893 class 2b, we conspired to put a tack on the teachers chair, he got infected from it and had to have part of his buttocks removed."
"William? What the heck are you doing out there at this time of night?"
"I found an old pair of crossbows over the mantle piece in the library and I thought it might be good fun to go shooting together."
"Who the hell goes shooting at this time of night? Nevermind I dont want to know, Sorry willy but we'll have to shoot pigeons some other time."
"Oh no old friend I'm not shooting pigeons."
"What do you mea-"
*Thud*

Captain Blackadder: townie, found in his own room with a crossbow bolt through his left lung.


Alive:

Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Renata
A Very Super Market
Choxorn
Methos
Joooray

Dead or indisposed:

Double A: Hank Scorpio, townie, Killed by a blow to the head with a wrench in the library and dismembered post mortum.
Yarpolk: Lord Doljonijiarnimorinar, Townie. Confined to room.
Thermal Mercury: Townie. Back of the skull caved in by shovel.
johnhughthom: townie confined to room.
Captain Blackadder: townie, found in his own room with a crossbow bolt through his left lung.

Day 3.

Phase ends tommorow at 18:00 GMT.

[Winston Hughes]

Lady Weston-Hogues looks around the room with a characteristic sneer, and then recommences conversation with her feline companion...

Oh dear, Mr Fluffums, it seems that that dreadful Yaropolk is refusing to stay in his room. Whatever shall we do?

The cat hisses at Methos.

Really, Mr Fluffums? Well, if you say so. vote: Methos

[Subotan]

Vote: The Nasty Cat

[Centurion1]

vote: methos.

im sorry but how are you going to argue with someone who wrote something like that. :laugh:

[atheotes]

Lady Weston-Hogues looks around the room with a characteristic sneer, and then recommences conversation with her feline companion...

Oh dear, Mr Fluffums, it seems that that dreadful Yaropolk is refusing to stay in his room. Whatever shall we do?

The cat hisses at Methos.

Really, Mr Fluffums? Well, if you say so. vote: Methos

you are someone who cannot think for himself... maybe when you cat hisses at someone you kill them.
Vote: Winston Hughes

[Winston Hughes]

(OOC: Methos told me in private that he is no longer paying attention to this game because it's moving too slowly. Since I'm less than totally convinced he's telling the truth about that, I figured it made sense to chuck a vote his way. Oh, and Yaropolk's name never got removed from the alive list, despite his being confined to his room.)

[Greyblades]

Oops, I knew I forgot something. fixed.

[Captain Blackadder]

From beyond the grave Thomas Harold Mortimer Green says

My name is not Blackadder i am a military man.

[Joooray]

Vote: Choxorn. Always have, always will!! :yes:

[Renata]

Vote: Methos and let's see what happens.

[Greyblades]

Well the turns over now but there doesnt seem to be much discussion if you guys want to have another day just say so otherwise I should have the writeup in afew hours.

[Joooray]

I doubt there is lots to discuss. So as far as I'm concerned go ahead with your write-up.

[Greyblades]

So its methos that's been lynched?
Ok then.


Again the decision was made and the day's lynchee chosen, the only thing left to do was get him into his room.
"Methos? Methos!?"
*ZZzzzzzz*
"He's out cold."
"So what do we do?"
"What do you think? We'll have to carry him you take his arms I'll take his legs."
"I hope he appreciates what we're doing for him."
"Shut up and pull."
Two minutes and 2 muscle pulls later.
"Ok, now what?"
"...dibs on his wallet."


Methos: Townie, Confined to his room and stripped of all valuables.

Alive:

Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Renata
A Very Super Market
Choxorn
Joooray

Dead:

Double A: Hank Scorpio, townie, Killed by a blow to the head with a wrench in the library and dismembered post mortum.
Yarpolk: Lord Doljonijiarnimorinar, Townie. Confined to room.
Thermal Mercury: Townie. Back of the skull caved in by shovel.
johnhughthom: townie confined to room.
Captain Blackadder: townie, found in his room with a crossbow bolt through his left lung.
Methos: Townie, Confined to his room and stripped of all valuables.

Night 3.

Phase ends 18:00 tommorrow.

[Greyblades]

Um is it too late to say the turn's over?
Sorry guys but this writeup is taking longer than I thought. See I was trying to put more effort into the writeup but the fact is I've got writers block. I'll be done by morning hopefully.

[Greyblades]

A man stood in the gazebo, rain pelting down his scarred face as he gazed at the glow of the mansion looming before him. Damn. It had been so simple last time, afew stones and a single bolt, definitely alot easier than the other nights and there was no crime scene to clean up. He sighed, and tossing his ruined crossbow, the man turned to exit his impromtu cover. He caught sight of a dark figure standing in the garden's path, seemingly unconcerned by the storm's icy bite, and paused. His first thought was cursing that such an easy target was out of his reach. Oh well, time to do it the old fashioned way. Retrieving a bolt from the bow and pulling one from his pouch he started his way towards the unsuspecting target, the sodden grass masking his footsteps until he stood behind his mark. Time to pay, you damn... wait... what is he doing here anyway?
"William?"Called out the figure.
He froze.
"Well, I guess it's not realy william is it. You killed him before we even got here. What do I call you coward?!"
With that the figure turned, grabbed "william"'s raised fist with one hand, his neck with the other and with seemingly little effort threw the assailant to the ground.
"See, the real william wouldn't have fell for that. Whatever you say about the army it is very good at teaching people to fight properly, you're just sloppy."
'William' dusted himself off and stood up to face his foe.
"Yes, well, you got me but the adrenalin should be wearing off now, look down." The man staggered as the pain of the bolt in his chest became to much to ignore.
"You probably have a minute before you faint of bloodloss... They say your life flashes before your life before you die. See if you can figure out which event caused me."


A Very Super Market: townie: Crossbow bolt embedded in his heart.

Alive:

Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Renata
Choxorn
Joooray
spL1tp3r50naL1ty

Dead:

Double A: Hank Scorpio, townie, Killed by a blow to the head with a wrench in the library and dismembered post mortum.
Yarpolk: Lord Doljonijiarnimorinar, Townie. Confined to room.
Thermal Mercury: Townie. Back of the skull caved in by shovel.
johnhughthom: townie confined to room.
Captain Blackadder: townie, found in his room with a crossbow bolt through his left lung.
Methos: Townie, Confined to his room and stripped of all valuables.
A Very Super Market: townie: Crossbow bolt embedded in his heart.

Day 4.

Phase ends 18:00 Monday.

[Subotan]

Vote:Centurion1

[atheotes]

vote: Renata
for being unusually quiet...

[Subotan]

In that case we should all be lynched

[atheotes]

except me... i am always quiet. Only AVSM is quiter than me but he is dead now.
Killing an inactive was very noble or superficial
FOS: Choxorn

[Joooray]

except me... i am always quiet. Only AVSM is quiter than me but he is dead now.
Killing an inactive was very noble or superficial
FOS: Choxorn

Yes, yes ... there is something about this Choxorn that is itching me from the first moment. Vote: Choxorn.

[Choxorn]

You're not ever going to stop voting for me, are you?

Anyway, Vote: Winston Hughes, there is something up with her.