NIGHT 8
They were down to four now. All of them sitting down in one of the lounge areas after the lynch of Seon. None of them wanted to be on their own now and no one was willing to let the others out of their sight. So there they were, Gene "Major Robert" Dump, Vincent Diamondeye, Thomas B_Ray and Marvin dcmort93.
Gene was the first to break the awkward silence: "So, we all know, one of us here at this table has been killing people. I'm pretty darn sure it's not me. What about you?"
He eyed Mr. Diamondeye, who picked up a guitar and replied: "Me? I'm a simple musician. You might even have heard about me, Vincent Diamondeye, the most well known voice from Locustwood to Apache Hill."
"So you were singing these beautiful tunes at night?", the major asked and Diamondeye nodded.
"I also think I have just the tune for tonight", he added and started to play while the others kept discussing:
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"Well, I'm willing to let him off the hook just for that. The music's just too good to be played by an evil soul. I, Gene "Major Robert" Dump, vouch for him." His attention turned towards another member of this quartet, a man dressed in black, with a spot of white at the front of his collar, clearly the garments of a pastor, a holy man. "So, what about you, Pastor B_Ray?"
"I'm as startled by what happened here as you are, son", Thomas replied and shook his head, "this is all very confusing."
Gene nodded. "Well, you seem legit to me, gonna vouch for you too. That leaves me to take a look at you there, Mr. dcmort93. What was your first name again?"
"Marvin. I'm Marvin, you know that", the rather nervous fella replied, "we've been talking for hours over the last couple of days and you know I was a train conductor, where I worked, what all my grandchildren do and..."
"Yea right", Gene barely managed to stop the old man in his sentence, "I remember. I vouch for you as well."
Awkward silence settled again as the other three were staring at Gene now until he noticed that he was suddenly at the center of attention. "What!?"
"You just vouched for all of us", Vincent, who was finished with his song, plainly stated, "that leaves no one else but you. You must be the killer."
"What? Me?"
"Yea, you", Marvin added, "I mean, what kind of a name is Gene "Major Robert" Dump anyway? Who'd call himsefl "Major Robert" as a nickname? What's your story?"
Gene thought for a moment and then started: "Well, I was with the army once, payment was bad and the whole combat experience kinda ruins the fun elements of the job so I quit when my tour was up and went into politics. Kept the nickname though, why not? I'm not the killer, sillies, I've tried to find them all week."
"But you never found them, at least not all of them", Marvin exclaimed, "maybe that's because you are one of them!"
"I'm not! Come on, guys", Gene shook his head and looked from one to the other for help.
Vincent just raised an eyebrow as he kept pushing: "So why have they not tried to kill you? I mean, you've been investigating and searching for clues publicly all the time. Any sane killer would have offed you long ago, unless it's you yourself!"
Gene buried his head in his hands, resignating as they suddenly heard the guitar again:
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One of the men had picked it up and played the tune that sent shivers down everyone's spine as they all stared into one direction now.
"You?", Gene exclaimed and Thomas B_Ray just nodded before he handed the guitar back to Vincent and slowly pulled out a gun.
"Yea, it's me", he calmly replied while attaching the silencer to the barrel of his weapon, "what are you going to do about it? I don't think anyone here will risk their life to help you, right guys?"
Both Vincent and Marvin were shaking their heads, slowly getting up and backing away from the scene. "Which leaves me and you and, given the weapon in my hand, I think the odds are in my favour." He smiled at Gene, who was still staring at him, wide eyed as if he couldn't believe what was happening. Just then the door to the room opened and both Alex Grearson and Thomas DeLaney entered the room, stopping surprised as they saw what was happening.
"Are you going to disturb me?", Thomas shot at the two but they both raised their hands defensively with DeLaney adding: "No, no, go right ahead, just try not to make any holes in my furniture."
B_Ray nodded and the next moment the gun was fired and Gene "Major Robert" Dump slumped into his chair, a dark red spot growing over his chest as he quickly breathed his last breath. No one spoke during these moments but Thomas reached into his pocket, taking out a cigar and lighting it delightfully.
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Major Robert Dump was Gene, the Politician. His alignment was town.
After a few moments of silence DeLaney walked over and softly pushed the dead body out of the chair to sit down himself, curiously looking at the pastor now as he asked: "So. Tell us, what was this all about?" The others approached as well and sat down as B_Ray told his story.
"A long time ago, more than forty years, me and two friends we thought we could do aynthing we wanted. We were gambling a lot and after a while we were deep in debt and our only chance was to turn to more illegal ways of obtaining funds. We robbed a bank and killed a few people, not having any moral thoughts about it but still we didn't want to do it again for the risk of being caught." He leaned back and puffed his cigar before continuing: "We decided to pay our debts and hide the rest of the money away somewhere to get it as kind of a retirement fund. We came up here, to Sesame Peak, where we hid the money in a secret room down in the basement of a deserted mountain home. Now, when we all retired, we wanted to come back to get the money but a few years ago you, Mr. DeLaney, bought the whole area and renovated the house into a hotel. There was no way we could come here unnoticed to just get the stuff and so we came up with the plan that unfolded over the last few days."
"But", Alex asked, "you lost your two comrades, doesn't that upset you?"
"Not really. They had it coming and now I don't have to share", he laughed out loud. "The only thing I kind of regret is that I had to kill again. I swore not to do that when I became a pastor but what can you do, what had to be done had to be done."
"And what about the money? Where is it?"
Thomas smiled at DeLaney and nodde: "I already retrieved it. It's in your car which I will borrow, if you don't mind. I left an appropriate sum in your office, just as in your rooms Mr. Diamondeye and Mr. dcmort93. I guess that should settle this matter and I will not hear from any of you again?"
They all nodded and B_Ray got up, walking out of the room and down the stairs while the other went out to the balcony from where they watched the killer take the car out of the garage. "I'll send someone up once I reach the village, to check on you guys. Farewell!", He shouted back, out the car's window before hitting the road and a few seconds later he was on his way down the mountain.
"Strange fella", Alex murmured and DeLaney nodded, shrugging and then taking a deep breath of the morning air. "Anyway", he exclaimed, "anyone up for a game of 'Go Fish'?"
MAFIA VICTORY!
NEUTRAL VICTORY!
Survivors:
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Diamondeye was Vincent, the Musician. His alignment was neutral.
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dcmort93 was Marvin, the Train Conductor. His alignment was neutral.
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B_Ray was Thomas, the Pastor. His alignment was Mafia.
Killed:
johnhughthom
Johhog
Nightbringer
Visorslash
Ishmael
ELITEOFKWARMAN88GINGERBREADMAN
Captain Blackadder
Major Robert Dump
Lynched:
classical_hero
autolycus
Tratorix
issaikhaan
robbiecon
Seon
Total Victory:
(Victory Condition + Personal Goal)
Diamondeye!
Victory:
(Victory Condition w/o Personal Goal)
B_Ray
issaikhaan
autolycus
dcmort93
All the others have, unfortunately, lost the game. I had fun hosting this and I really hope you guys had fun playing. Inactivity was a bit strong in the end of which I am not sure why. It was my first game so I'm pretty sure I made quite a few mistakes, some I already know, some others I don't. Feel free to comment on the game and please give me any feedback you have, positive or negative. I'm willing to learn :yes:
That said: Congratulations to all the winners! Well played! :yes:
(I'll comment on a few aspects tomorrow or Sunday. It's pretty late here.)