Capo di Tutti Capi IV [Concluded]

[seireikhaan]

I'm extending the round by four hours.

[Askthepizzaguy]

I'm extending the round by four hours.

I hope this doesn't mean like half the people sending in orders tonight just plain forgot. I'm hoping this is a game host needs more time kinda thing.

[seireikhaan]

It's more the latter than former.

[Askthepizzaguy]

It's more the latter than former.

I figured; it would be an abandonment of previous policy if it were the former; I could see that in perhaps a catastrophic nobody sent in orders kinda deal, which would be really bad, but otherwise it doesn't make sense.

[Erebus]

Worried about all your webs and plots going awry Mr. Pizza?

[Double A]

If nobody sent in orders, then that would include the doctors.

[sturmhauke]

Just have the poor :daisy: slip on some sunflower oil and fall in the path of an automobile. How about that, Pizza? It would suit your nature. :wiseguy:

Lynches should not involve accidental death. If it involves food or drink, there should be poison or razor blades or something. If it involves a car, there should be some method to ensure the lynchee doesn't randomly escape. And so forth.

[Montmorency]

Oh, it's not accidental in the least. One might call it fate, in fact. :wink:

[seireikhaan]

Anyways, yeah. No more orders. Few hours for processing.

[Sigurd]

I hope they come for you Cunio... :sneaky:

[Askthepizzaguy]

I hope they come for you Cunio... :sneaky:

Who or what are the Cunio?

I'm sorry Sigurd, but the number you have dialed has been disconnected.

[Sigurd]

Who or what are the Cunio?

I'm sorry Sigurd, but the number you have dialed has been disconnected.
I guess you are siding with them, then... good to know.

My suggestion would be that the mafia terminate their cooperation, now. Too much info is being thrown around.
How did I, a mere wiseguy able to identify the real Cunio? As this info didn't come to me via game mechanics, I can indulge anyone wanting to know.

Oh yeah... gnarlycharlie and sprig were Cunio. Likewise Autolycus, Krill and Neri. And some say that you ATPG has joined their ranks as well.

I would suggest that the mafia end shoot-out starts with destroying the Cunio and removing ATPG. :sneaky:

[seireikhaan]

"Wanderers cling to their fading home
A lost train whistle wan and muffled
In the loft night taste of water
Morning light on milky flesh
Turgid itch ghost hand
Sad as the death of monkeys
Thy father a falling star
Crystal bone into thin air
Night sky
Dispersal and emptiness."
...Fear and the Monkey
...William S. Burroughs

Night Seventeen-- The Streets of Fatlington


The Last Days was sitting at a pub, drowning his sorrows under a heavy pint. He sat at the bar, his head buried into the wood. He leaned back, and grazed someone passing by. The man immediately turned and exploded in a fit of rage as to how TLD would dare to shove him. TLD tried to explain, but the man simply didn’t wish to listen. Finally, the belligerent threw a haymaker that connected with TLD and knocked him to the ground, stunned. The bar keep had noticed the ruckus, by now, and a small platoon of bouncers drove the troublemaker out.


But for some, the night was young. Seon had decided the bar scene wasn’t really for him, tonight. He wandered the streets, still buzzed a bit. He came up to a phone booth, and leaned against it, wondering where to go. A man in a sharp suit walked up. “Hey, bud, don’t suppose I can use the phone?” Seon simply shuffled to the side, and let the man through. Seon just sat at the corner, stumped for nearly ten minutes. Finally, a decision came for him. A second man came up from behind Seon. “Hey, bud, don’t suppose I can use the phone?”

“Oh, no, someone else is using it at the moment. “ It was at that point that he felt a gun barrel nudge him from behind. Seon raised his hands slowly. A shot rang out in the night. The gun quickly withdrew from Seon’s back, as the man quickly turned tail. The man in the phone booth had a pistol in hand. It seemed a simple warning shot was all it had taken to scare the rat off. Perhaps it was time to call it a night....


Winston Hughes’ long night just kept getting longer. His vehicle’s engine practically exploded when he’d tried to start it up to leave the center. When he left the center on foot, stumbled crossing the street and nearly was run over by another citizen leaving. He was starting to think someone might actually be out to get him. So, he was picking his pace up, trying to get home, just in case his paranoia was correct. He could see the side street his house would be on just down the block. He was so close.

But, in Fatlington, close doesn’t cut it. When he turned down his side street, he saw a man standing in front of his house, wearing a dark suit and fedora, calmly finishing a cigar. The man crouched down, and extinguished it on the pavement. “I see you managed to make it home,” he said. “Pretty lucky, ya know. I was sure that that the explosives in your car would do the trick. Oh well…” he sighed. “Looks like I gotta do this the old fashioned way." He cracked his neck, and reached inside his jacket, pulling out a small Ruger pistol. Winston immediately turned heel, but the man was far too quick. A shot connected with the back of Winston’s knee, sending him to the pavement. The man strolled up leisurely. He pulled another cigar from his coat, giving it a light. “No offense, bud. Business, ya know? Sometimes, people just gotta die. You know what I mean.” He aimed the handgun to the back of Winston’s head, and cut the long night just a bit shorter.


Clitsome’s home was, as a real estate agent might say, “modest”. The three room commode was not by any means luxurious, but it was at least a structure with a roof and sturdy walls. Well, fairly sturdy, anyways. He was resting in the kitchen, enjoying a coffee, when a knock was heard on his door. He picked up a handgun laying on his table, and cautiously approached. Strangers ceased to be a good thing in Fatlington a long time ago. A second round of knocking came. He approached the door, and placed his hand on the knob. He twisted it slowly.

BOOM!

A shotgun blast from the other side turned the door into shrapnel. Clitsome staggered back, and fell on his rear. He tried to scramble backwards, but the man in the doorway was having none of it. He leaped into the doorway, followed by a second, and found nothing but the maimed Clitsome before him, in this small shack, panic and fear on his face. The gunmen smirked, then fired another round of lead into Clitsome’s chest. Giving the thumbs up, the two departed into the night.


Fyremarble was driving her gleaming, black Bentley Mark VI Coupe De Ville away from the convention center. The car handled like none other she’d had, and it held a certain class she admired. But, for the time being, her attention was more on getting to a safe spot for the night than admiring her automobile. Which was really for the better, as it turned out. Her drive home was soon interrupted when a vehicle emerged from a side street behind her. A man emerged from the passenger window, with a tommy gun held aloft. Fyremarble cursed, instinctively swerving around a corner in time to avoid a hail of bullets. But it seemed she was not in luck. Her new road stretched onwards to the beach. There were no side streets. No alleys. She pulled a u turn upon her dire realization, only to be faced with her pursuers, who screeched to a halt about twenty feet in front of her.

Fyremarble gripped the wheel with iron knuckles. She gunned the pedal as best she could, and her Mark Vi responded with a gallant thrust forward. The passenger, still with his torso out the window, gave a hail of bullets in return. Most ricocheted off miraculously, or passed by her through the windshield. With a rand roar, the Bentley blew past the stationary car. But it was impossible for Fyremarble to have seen the duo up in the shadows, lurking on the sidewalk. Each pulled an ordinary colt revolver, and with the aim of marksmen, delivered shots to each of Fyremarble’s left tires. The vehicle immediately spun, and Fyremarble had to hit the brakes to keep it under control. She looked into the rear-view mirror, and saw the other vehicle pulling up behind her. To her left, she could now see the two gunners cautiously approach. With a sigh, she surveyed her prize car one last time. “Well… it was fun while it lasted, I guess.” She took one last deep breath before emerging from the car. She stood tall, looking at the two gunners standing about ten feet before her, their colts still drawn. The other vehicle’s two occupants had likewise joined the street, one with the tommy gun, the other with a Beretta. For twenty seconds, an eerie silence oppressed the street. With a short sigh, one of the colt gunners raised the weapon properly, and aimed for Fyremarble’s forehead. With a flash, Fyremarble pulled her own Makarov, finger squeezing, ready to end the unwary gunner. A single gunshot rang out.

Fyremarble staggered for a second, holding a hand to her bleeding chest. The driver from the vehicle had pre-empted her counterstrike, and delivered a Beretta round before she could strike. Fyremarble staggered to her knees. The man with the colt simply chuckled. “Not bad… not bad.” He raised his weapon, and delivered the final shot to Fyremarble’s forehead. He nodded to the driver. “S’pose I should give you my thanks. Do what you want with her, we’re out.” The driver simply offered a curt nod, and walked up to the body. A small photograph of a pristine Alaskan mountain was tucked into the coat, with the words “Seward’s Folly” scribbled across the bottom.


Gibsons had wandered back to the beach. Sea breeze was quite soothing at night. Walking up to the edge of the water and getting the cool mist was one of the few things that could still be enjoyed in Fatlington. He simply sat himself down, and rested his elbows on his knees. He peered to his right, and he noticed for the first time that a deep pit had been dug about thirty feet away. It seemed that a small sand fort had been constructed at some point recently. How strange…. Shaking off a feeling of paranoia, Gibsons simply turned his attention the other direction. Nobody on the beaches at all… almost kind of sad. As he scanned for any others who might have joined him, he saw another pit about an equal distance away on his left. Now this was strange. Nobody had been here in days. The tide should have ruined such magnificent sand structures.

Perhaps it was time to leave. Gibsons hauled himself up. He dusted the sand off, and began to trudge back through the sand. In his peripheral vision, he saw something move to his right. His head swiveled, and he saw a man in an oddly dressy crimson suit standing from the sand fort, as well as another man in a much plainer, dark suit. The two raised automatic weapons and let loose a hail of bullets. Gibsons immediately hit the ground, and was lucky enough to find just the smallest of cover behind a tiny dune. The bullets kicked up a storm of sand, but for the moment, Gibsons was safe. But then, in his peripheral vision, he saw another blur of motion. Two others had emerged from the other sand fort, weapons raised. Gibsons eyes widened. He was pinned. The two raised tommie guns, and, with nowhere to run, Gibsons finally met his demise. Each pair trudged up from their respective sand forts, dusting off the sand from their unnecessarily dressy attire. “Well, that was fun,” the man in the crimson suit said, nodding to the other two. He looked back to his fort with a bit of longing. “Hopefully it can hold up for a few days. I’d love to be able to make a return visit.” The other two just rolled their eyes. “Well, either way. Best of luck to ya.” The two pairs each departed back for the concrete jungle in separate directions.


9:07 AM, Monday, 14th November 1951
The Executive Meeting Room (Small Ballroom)
Fatlington Convention Center
Fatlington, New Jersey


"Well that about wraps it up," Fermanagh said, finishing up the day's briefings, "And now to the postmortem reports, as usual."

"Your first choice for lynch, Sturmhauke, was one of the few remaining decent people in this town. The other, The Stranger, was an odd individual. Seems like he was trying to organize his own detective ring, but we can't really tell what angle he was getting at, exactly. Thankfully, there weren't any other deaths that night, so any remaining townspeople are at least a bit safe. But enough of me. You've got more people to slay, don't you?" The Commissioner grabbed the bottle of whiskey from under the table, and handed Director Askthepizzaguy the gavel before heading off to drink himself under the table.


OOC

Day Eighteen begins. You are voting to lynch.

Phase ends:

I'll try to get scan results and promotions out asap. Others may wait until morning. Feel free to PM me if you think we missed something.

Remember, night actions alone will not be enough to save you from the WOG.

Attacked = 62: Askthepizzaguy (n1, n2, n4, n5, n8), Raskolnikov (n1), Slash and earn (n1, n6), slysnake (n1, n3), Earthling (n1), a completely inoffensive name (n2), Master Necromanver (n2), Cahoma (n2), El Barto (n2), Montmorency (n2, n4), Chaotix (n2, n3, n11, n12), taillesskangaru (n3), Secura (n3), Ameranth (n3), Craterus (n3), Cecil XIX (n3, n6), johnhughthom (n4), Ishmael (n4), Drunk Clown (n4, n5), Psychonaut (n5), Suburban Plankton (n4), Sasaki Kojiro (n4), scottishranger (n4, n10), edse (n5), Erebus (n5, n6, n15), Diana Abnoba (n6, n10), J.D. (n6), Zack (n6), Camikaze (n7), Hero di Classico (n7), Diamondeye (n7, n9), guiri (n8), Khazaar (n8, n9, n11), Riedquat (n8), robbiecon (n8), Scienter (n8 x2), sturmhauke (n8), Jarema (n9), Oh! TheLastDays! (n10, n17), qlyphz (n10, n12), Psychonaut (n11), Crazed Rabbit (n12), Erebus (n12), BillMC (n12), Secura (n13), Beefy (n13), white eyes (n13), B_Ray (n14), Renata (n14, n15), Tiaexz (n14), Kennigit (n15), gibsons (n15), Believer (n16), Death is Yonder (n16), shlin28 (n16), Seon (n17)

Wounded = 21: Slysnake (n1, n3), Lord Brennus (n3), Tratorix (n4), edse (n5), Erebus (n6), Psychonaut (n6), Choxorn (n7), dcmort93 (n7), Zack (n7), guiri (n8), Monk (n8), Sasaki (n9), Lewwyn (N11), Neri (N11), Scottishranger (n13), Sturmhauke (n13), BillMC (n14), The Stranger (n14), Winston Hughes (n14)

Killed = 64: Captain Black Adder [townie] (n1), Pharoah [townie] (n2), Moros [luca] (n2), ELITEWARMAN8GINGYBREADMENMILK [townie] (n2), TinCow [detective] (n3), Xenoneb [townie] (n3), El Barto [detective] (n3), Arjos [FBI chief] (n3), Ameranth [wiseguy] (n4), Lord Winter [wiseguy] (n4), Suburban Plankton [detective] (n5), slysnake [townie] (n5), Lord Brennus [townie] (n5), Bow-wow-wow [townie] (n5), ByzantineKnight [townie] (n6), Kagemusha [serial killer] (n6), Tratorix [FBI] (n6), Raskolnikov [wiseguy] (n6), Nictel [wiseguy] (n6), J.D. [wiseguy] (n6), Visorslash [communist leader] (n7), Cecil XIX [townie] (n7), Drunk Clown [luca] (n7), Johnhughthom [wiseguy] (n7), Jolt [Made] (n7), Romanic [wiseguy] (n7), fubbleskag [doctor] (n8), Ibn-Khaldun [townie] (n8), Memnon [townie] (n8), robbiecon [townie] (n8), Andres [Special Agent] (n8), Camikaze [Made] (n8), Frozen in Ice [wiseguy] (n8), woad&fangs [townie] (n9), Zack [townie] (n9), Zim [Luca] (n9), Choxorn [townie] (n9), dcmort93 [townie] (n9), Diamondeye [wiseguy] (n10),
AggonyKing [townie] (n10), God Emperor [made] (n10), Skotsko [made] (n10), slash and earn [townie] (n10), thefluffyone93 [rogue detective] (n10), Craterus [townie] (n11), Peasant Phill [Don] (n11), Sasaki [Don] (n11), ULC [townie] (n11), Khazaar [townie] (n12), Johhog [Wiseguy] (n12), qlyphz [townie] (n12), Lewwyn [made] (n13), Monk [townie] (n13), Yaropolk [townie] (n13), Cahoma [Luca] (n14), guiri [townie] (n14), Psychonaut [detective] (n14), Scienter [Made] (n14), B_Ray (n16), gnarlycharlie (n16), Sigurd (n16), Sprig (n16), Clitsome (n17), fyremarble (n17), gibsonsg91921 (n17), Winston Hughes (n17)


Lynched = 16: Earthling [townie] (d2), a completely inoffensive name [townie] (d3), Subotan [wiseguy] (d3), Major Robert Dump [wiseguy] (d4), Ishmael [communist] (d5), Montmorency [wiseguy] (d6), landlubber [Made] (d8), Captain Blackadder [townie] (d9), Riedquat [townie] (d10), Edse [surgeon] (d11), Populus Romanus [surgeon] (d12), Crazed Rabbit [made] (d13), Sturmhauke (d15), The Stranger (d15), BillMC (d16)

Wogged = 5: bestrfcplayer (n6), cpdwane [townie] (n4), Master Necromanver [Don] (n4), taillesskangaru [townie] (n4), Silver Jan (d16)

Added: Autolycus (d4)

Active:

Askthepizzaguy, Autolycus, Backwards Logic, Beefy187, Believer, Beskar, BSmith, Chaotix, DaveShack, Death is yonder, Diana Abnoba, Double A, Erebus, GamezRule, hero di classic, Ironside, Jarema, kennigit, Krill, LazyMcCrow, Neri, Nightbringer, Niklas, O!TheLastDays!, Renata, scottishranger, Secura, Seon, shlin28, SisterCoyote, White_eyes:D, Xehh II

[Sigurd]

...

The commies lost one, Stracchi lost one and Corleone lost two.
I am disappointed.

[Askthepizzaguy]

I would suggest that the mafia end shoot-out starts with destroying the Cunio and removing ATPG. :sneaky:

Too slow, my Viking friend. The Cunio are obsolete. And Sprig was as Cunio as Crazed Rabbit was Stracchi... you see, very little is kept secret in this town. When someone goes around telling others that they wish to form a new order, that information doesn't remain static. Further, when the source of that insurrection has already begun to betray their would-be conspirators by giving away key strategic details to their enemies, or has already begun directing attacks at them, or has told others something completely contrary to the alliance storyline they were selling, the contradiction proves that they are a threat.

Sprig for example, was simultaneously promising the destruction of the Stracchi to others as he was promising the destruction of the Corleone to the Stracchi. Crazed Rabbit was likely working with the Pentangeli while claiming to be Stracchi; certain information leaks could only have come from him. Sasaki Kojiro and Scottishranger were Corleone in name only, as they broke away and forged a new family of their own, betraying their former allies in the process. Generalhankerchief himself claimed that he would go mafia, and one of his first acts with the confidential information he gained was to use it to try to drive a wedge between the families. Now, my old master, what do I find but the Master Berserker himself not heeding the warnings I gave regarding joining third party factions? You were wiseguy in name only, where did your true allegiances lie? Because they also were not with the Corleone either.


Now I see that in spite of my best efforts I am unable to keep everyone that I wish to alive and well. The attack on Winston Hughes could only have come from Scottishranger, Ironside, or Secura; because the serial killer used a knife. Furthermore, I can narrow down which one it is, because Ironside's weapon has been seen before. He's got the golden lugers. Which means he could not have been responsible. That leaves either Secura, who *should* have been scanning for the remaining serial killer, if he even exists, or Scottishranger. There are no other rogue detectives in existence and no one else can do a solo kill. Let me see if Scotty has done any other solo kills, and see if I can determine which weapon he has. I would bet you a stack of Pizzas that Secura didn't do this, because she's trying to find the SK and if she had found him, she'd have killed him WITH Ironside's help. That was always the goal of the rogue detectives.

That leaves basically one suspect: the Pentangeli Don.


Unless this is a very, very bad case of mistaken identity, I conclude that Scottishranger is indeed the last of the snakes that have been biting us in the heel, and the time has come to crush him in the head.



Bring me Scottishranger. I want him dead, now.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Wait a minute now. Only one attacker on Seon, one attacker on Winston, that leaves margin for error.

The Corleone wiseguys can answer this one; did *any* of you end up following through with the suggestion to hit Seon? If that's the case, then you're visible in the writeup attacking Seon, which was supposed to be Scottishranger's attack. He was of course protected, as I warned.

So, if that's a wiseguy trying to hit Seon, that means Scotty was busy with Winston. However, if there were no wiseguys involved in the hit on Seon, then that means Scotty did his job and that leaves Secura as the culprit.

I highly doubt that theory but until I hear back from the Corleone it is still possible.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Mmm. No signature weapon on the Seon hit either. Scotty was not present there, or we'd have seen something more worthy of a Don-inspired hit there, a gun we could identify.

Obviously Scottishranger went astray. Not content to do hits for the rest of the Family, master Don; not content with the thrill of the hunt and the kill, you decided that instead of attacking townies like a good little gangster, you'd hit your former allies in the Corleone one last time? You could have found new Mades to join you, instead you decided you'd kill them. I can see that the former Capo must have lost his edge somewhere between his previous reign and now. Did you know that there were people still willing to join you?

I'm going to make sure your death is particularly nasty. No one goes against the Family and survives.


Further, I've just been informed that Secura's weapon is a .44 Magnum. Scotty's also been scanned as innocent [Don] by Ironside.

That's check and mate, Pentangelino.

Any last words?

[Montmorency]

Your hubris has brought you down, Pizza.

Your new family will never stand up against the firepower of three or four combined.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Your hubris has brought you down, Pizza.

Your new family will never stand up against the firepower of three or four combined.

The new family *is* three or four combined. We have Stracchi, Corleone, Cunio, and Tataglia. Just as it always has been.

The only thing that has transpired outside of the plan is that Don Quixote over there decided to go tilting at windmills. The former Capo has turned into a Knight-errant trying to slay an imaginary giant with four limbs. The difference here is that the giant is real and is going to eat him alive.

[Sigurd]

Now, my old master, what do I find but the Master Berserker himself not heeding the warnings I gave regarding joining third party factions? You were wiseguy in name only, where did your true allegiances lie? Because they also were not with the Corleone either.

I did as you suggested, but if someone is persistent enough, choice is removed from the equation. :bow:
Which begs the question... who informed ATPG?

[Askthepizzaguy]

Which begs the question... who informed ATPG?

If you tell anyone anything in this game, chances are, I've heard about it.

[Sigurd]

If you tell anyone anything in this game, chances are, I've heard about it.
That's the thing... I didn't.
Which means it must have come from some of the other members of "the clan". There is a paper trail there, and it aint long.

[Visor]

Scans, Sigurd.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Sorry to hear you didn't have any choice in the matter; I rather liked the idea of you flouting my suggestion and doing whatever you wanted.

Reminded me of a rather brave turncoat who went communist in Capo III. :bow: He uh... also died. But bravery! What bravery.

[Believer]

Vote: ATPG

Like I haven't said it before.

[TheLastDays]

vote: Secura and who the hell knocked me out on my drinking evening?

[sturmhauke]

How did I, a mere wiseguy able to identify the real Cunio?

What, you mean like discovering I was Don Cunnio? Oh wait...


"Your first choice for lynch, Sturmhauke, was one of the few remaining decent people in this town.

Here, let me make that a little easier for you to read:


"Your first choice for lynch, Sturmhauke, was one of the few remaining decent people in this town.

Whose side are you really on anyway? Or are you a serial killer?

[Seon]

Vote: Scottishranger

[autolycus]

vote:scottishranger

[Krill]

vote:scottishranger

[Backwards Logic]

vote: Scottishranger

[gibsonsg91921]

why would anyone want to kill a harmless townie? :creep:

[Neri]

Vote: scottishranger. It's a pretty convincing case.

[Chaotix]

Vote: scottishranger

I'm afraid it's the end of the line for you.

[Subotan]

The other, The Stranger, was an odd individual.

There we go, I'm vindicated. I may be dead, and my faction upon death is guaranteed to lose, but I was right and that's what matters.

[Montmorency]

You've done well, Pizza, but you're no Anasûrimbor .

[Montmorency]

Worff

[Diana Abnoba]

Vote: scottishranger

[scottishranger]

I realize defending myself basically confirms my scumminess, but really pizza? I didnt even send in orders last night because I didnt know what to do. Hell I dont even know if I am alone in my family or that I can make a solo kill.

And btw, your scans are useless. I already admitted I am a Don publically, but I guess that was missed.

And I would never ever betray the Corleones. i love them all to much. I know that I betrayed you guys, but I honestly did it because I thought it would give us the best chance to win the game. You guys all knew my plan, I wasnt exactly subtle in who I told.


Vote: scottishranger. It's a pretty convincing case.
Honestly Pizza spins a great story, Iv always agreed that he is a master storyteller. But it is completely made up. Hes a great guy but I dont really know what his angle is trying to lynch me.


Obviously Scottishranger went astray. Not content to do hits for the rest of the Family, master Don; not content with the thrill of the hunt and the kill, you decided that instead of attacking townies like a good little gangster, you'd hit your former allies in the Corleone one last time? You could have found new Mades to join you, instead you decided you'd kill them. I can see that the former Capo must have lost his edge somewhere between his previous reign and now. Did you know that there were people still willing to join you?

See why would I go killing Winston? hes worked with me before. If I wanted to hit anybody, I would go after the Stracchis or even you. You guys are the ones who are fighting the Corleones and destroyed the Pentangeli.

Anyone who knows how I play the game knows that I do not make random kills. I always have a plan. Where would I be going by killing Winston? It doesnt make any sense.

[sturmhauke]

Forget it scott, it's Pizzatown. There aren't enough people left who want to figure things out themselves, and even when there were they were all suspicious of each other (which is a large part of why I'm dead). Easier just to let Pizza pull the strings.

[Chaotix]

That leaves only one other option.

Unvote, Vote: Secura

The point of this lynch was to get the one who hit Winston. If scottish didn't do it, there's no reason to kill him yet, not if we can make him useful to us. Better to force our enemies to kill him instead.

[Askthepizzaguy]

That leaves only one other option.

Unvote, Vote: Secura

The point of this lynch was to get the one who hit Winston. If scottish didn't do it, there's no reason to kill him yet, not if we can make him useful to us. Better to force our enemies to kill him instead.

Secura didn't do it, she's got a .44 magnum
Ironside didn't do it, he's got the golden lugers
All other rogue detectives are dead.
The serial killer uses a signature knife and would not have a different signature weapon.

It was a solo kill, that means it has to be SK, Don, or Rogue. Nobody else can perform one of those.

You can rule out the SK due to weapon and the fact that 17 nights have passed without another signature kill like that one. No serial killer is that ineffective.
You can rule out Scottishranger IF he's done a solo kill before. To not know if he has others in his family is nonsense, he knew who formed the Pentangeli family.
You can rule out the rogues due to weapons not matching. You can rule out any mafioso being responsible due to the solo hit, and you can eliminate most names on the list due to being visible elsewhere.

Look, I'm Askthepizzaguy and you can be skeptical all day long. But I can't redesign reality or alter the facts. What's the alternative solution? You tell me.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Forget it scott, it's Pizzatown. There aren't enough people left who want to figure things out themselves, and even when there were they were all suspicious of each other (which is a large part of why I'm dead). Easier just to let Pizza pull the strings.

Again, instead of complaining about Pizza, why not demonstrate through reasoning why he's wrong?

That would be more effective.

Open challenge: just state the correct answer, for the record. Doesn't even matter if anyone listens. Anyone may participate. Come on now, out-solve me.

[Beskar]

Vote: scottishranger

[Sasaki Kojiro]

You can't change the calling card, and you can't not leave one.

[Askthepizzaguy]

You can't change the calling card, and you can't not leave one.

So it has to have the king of hearts?

Okay, then I am wrong. Who did it?

I know it's not Ironside, his kill signature has been visible before.

[classical_hero]

vote:scottishranger

[Askthepizzaguy]

There is an FBI agent who can "arrest" but not murder. That rules him out.
There are no other FBI remaining.
Any visible mafiosi last night are ruled out. And the rogues as well due to the kill signature being wrong.


-

Communists.

The communists have not been killing because their "enforcer" went inactive. Their enforcer is also dead. That said, their enforcer is a position that can be passed on.

Check out Xenoneb's death on Night Three. The Communist enforcer has the ability to kill solo; not only that, the hammer and sickle is not a kill signature. I remember they chose to use that as part of the color but are not required to do so.


There would be no doubts in the mind of anyone about what happened to Xenoneb.

Xeno’ had been at Club30 during the evening, and had got to witness the kerfluffle at the bar when Secura had been spirited to safety by a five-person team of faux waiters. He’d staid for a half dozen rounds more, but nothing else exciting came up.

Since he figured that that was about it for entertainment, he’d decided on a quick trip to his flat for some sleep before facing the committee in the morning. The trip ended a lot quicker than he had hoped.

The man standing up suddenly from behind the city trash can near the corner moved very fluidly, the short sickle slicing through the trenchcoat and deeply into Xenoneb’s guts in one short, powerful arc. Xenoneb gasped, the air rushing out of him even before he could scream.

The sickle reversed and swung up. It came down again, this time on Xenoneb’s neck, but more slowly. It cut his neck and pulled his head down onto the trashcan top. Unable to move without cutting into his own spine, Xenoneb was trapped as his assailant brought up a nine-pound hammer. Four blows later, Xeno’s head sagged like Halloween pumpkin after 2 weeks in the sun. He was dead long before the last hammer-blow fell.

Clitsome was their enforcer and he died last night. The position will have been passed on to shlin28, who as it happens, scanned guilty last night instead of criminal. The position was probably passed on due to Clitsome's inactivity.



That's who did it. God :daisy:, I bungled this deduction like an idiot and I had all the information too. Son of a beehive.



It wasn't scottishranger because of the conclusive reasoning Sasaki presented, and I forgot the communists can also kill solo. OH!TLD is the recruiter, so it had to be shlin28.

[Populus Romanus]

So it has to have the king of hearts?

Okay, then I am wrong. Who did it?

I know it's not Ironside, his kill signature has been visible before.Probably Sigurd, the serial killer.

[classical_hero]

unvote; vote:shlin28

[Askthepizzaguy]

Probably Sigurd, the serial killer.

Sigurd be dead already, so if that's the case then he already got what he deserved. :P

Also, Sigurd died N16, so nope.

[Chaotix]

This day still going?

Unvote, Vote: shlin

Making a difference? Probably not.

[Askthepizzaguy]

This day still going?

Unvote, Vote: shlin

Making a difference? Probably not.

There's still 9 hours, and reversing wagons is something we've been able to do before when they're not ridiculous.

Once again, an example of why huge wagons make no sense. We keep learning this lesson every other game.

[Xehh II]

Vote:Shlin He's todays bad guy right?

[sturmhauke]

Again, instead of complaining about Pizza, why not demonstrate through reasoning why he's wrong?

Don't mind me, I'm just a bitter dead townie. Anyway, my point wasn't that you were wrong necessarily, but that all the scumbags are content with just following your lead. Which is lame.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Don't mind me, I'm just a bitter dead townie. Anyway, my point wasn't that you were wrong necessarily, but that all the scumbags are content with just following your lead. Which is lame.

You're not really involved in the behind the scenes, so you can't render an informed assessment.

If you only saw some of the chats I was involved in today alone, you'd understand that the other gangsters are hardly mindless automatons bent on serving Askthepizzaguy. No matter what happens these days the very first instinct people have is to assume I was behind it.

You just don't know. This thread is not an indicator of what's really going on.

[The Stranger]

There we go, I'm vindicated. I may be dead, and my faction upon death is guaranteed to lose, but I was right and that's what matters.

eh no you werent. i was townie at start and became something else later but i never left the side of justice. so you were blatantly wrong as you will find out in the end.

[Ishmael]

ATPG, I am chuckling to myself. That is all.

[The Stranger]

Pizza can't be wrong, because Pizza is a liar.

[edse]

Can someone help me with the statuses of the Dons and Lucas of the different families? Is it correct the 4 Lucas and 3 Dons are dead and what families did they belong to?

Peasant Phill [Don]
Sasaki [Don]
Master Necromanver [Don]
Moros [luca]
Drunk Clown [luca]
Zim [Luca]
Cahoma [Luca]

[Ironside]

Vote: Shlin

[Renata]

Clitsome just died last night, Pizza. And I thought the enforcer could only murder commies. I *suppose* it might be possible the commies decided to get back at us for attacking Shlin (and Sigurd dying the same night :angry: ) but still. Convince me pls.


Can someone help me with the statuses of the Dons and Lucas of the different families? Is it correct the 4 Lucas and 3 Dons are dead and what families did they belong to?

Peasant Phill [Don]
Sasaki [Don]
Master Necromanver [Don]
Moros [luca]
Drunk Clown [luca]
Zim [Luca]
Cahoma [Luca]

Peasant Phill [Don] -- Barzini
Sasaki [Don] -- Pentangeli
Master Necromanver [Don] -- Tataglia
Moros [luca] -- Stracchi
Drunk Clown [luca] -- Tataglia
Zim [Luca] -- Barzini
Cahoma [Luca] -- Cunio

[Believer]

Unvote; ATPG
Vote: shlin28

This is for the greater good of me.

[Sigurd]

It was a solo kill, that means it has to be SK, Don, or Rogue. Nobody else can perform one of those.

Do you remember a game called Chicago Soirè? Oh how sure we were.. that we had figured it all out. :sneaky:

[Jarema]

vote: Shlin28

[Renata]

vote: shlin

Revenge for Winston.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Do you remember a game called Chicago Soirè? Oh how sure we were.. that we had figured it all out. :sneaky:

I'm glad you're dead, and your friends will line up right beside you. ~:pimp:

[LazyMcCrow]

vote: shlin28

[LazyMcCrow]

unvote: vote: abstain

[Renata]

Who becomes Enforcer after Shlin dies, Sigurd? Maybe the guy who failed to kill TLD last night? I don't know who that was, but I bet the Stracchi do.

[BSmith]

vote: abstain

[Sigurd]

The Winston hit was unknown to me...

[edse]

7 Scottishranger: Seon, autolycus, Krill, Backwards Logic, Neri, Diana Abnoba, Tiaexz
7 shlin28: hero di classico, Chaotix, Xehh II, Ironside, Believer, Jarema, Renata
1 Secura: Oh! TheLastDays!

Abstain: LazyMcCrow, BSmith

[Neri]

Well hey, let's keep things interesting.
Unvote;
Vote: shlin28

[TheLastDays]

Why would the future enforcer try to kill me? Oo

Guys...
1) The enforcer can only kill communists.
2) The enforcer role has not been passed on since Visorslash died and Clitsome became cell leader.
3) The enforcer can only kill with consent from the cell leader.

Three facts to consider. Moscow, out.

[Renata]

Your own original QT contradicts point 1, TLD. Clitsome describes the role as able to kill people with varying levels of success depending on who they are. Want me to quote it?

I'm still curious about whoever it was who didn't feel like attacking you.

If you have evidence it wasn't a communist, give it to me.

[GeneralHankerchief]

There should have been a red knife present in Winston's kill.

Round extended.

[TheLastDays]

Please do so, because I have no recollection of that and if that's true, I've mistaken the enforcer role for the whole game.

Still, shlin would first: need to be the enforcer and second: have the consent of the cell leader.

I am curious as to who attacked me as well but if shlin really killed Winston, it is impossible that a communist attacked me. As I said, I don't think shlin killed Winston, because he's not the enforcer. Actually, there is none, atm.
If shlin attacked me, may his body rot in the ashes of Fatlington.

[TheLastDays]

There should have been a red knife present in Winston's kill.

Round extended.



Lol, that explains things.

[Askthepizzaguy]

If shlin attacked me, may his body rot in the ashes of Fatlington.

If there's no enforcer, and shlin was "guilty" last night, then his reading "disloyal" to your scans might be an indication that he's communist in name only and was killing solo last night as the serial killer.

You were wary of him all game long due to that disloyal read. Maybe we just explained why.

[TheLastDays]

That's of course possible. That means shlin has killed Winston as the sk though and it still doesn't explain who was sent to attack me :tongue:

[DaveShack]

vote:shlin

[BSmith]

unvote; vote: shlin

[sturmhauke]

You're not really involved in the behind the scenes, so you can't render an informed assessment.

If you only saw some of the chats I was involved in today alone, you'd understand that the other gangsters are hardly mindless automatons bent on serving Askthepizzaguy. No matter what happens these days the very first instinct people have is to assume I was behind it.

You just don't know. This thread is not an indicator of what's really going on.

Well I'm dead, most of my followers are either dead, or have joined other groups, or were never really my followers to begin with. I am nothing but an angry shade, stalking the streets of the city and seeking to harry the gangsters to their doom. Doom, I say! DOOM!

[SisterCoyote]

vote: shlin

[Secura]

vote: shlin

[Sigurd]

No defense Shlin?

[edse]

No defense Shlin?

He has been away for over a week :laugh4: Don't know why you suspect him

[Askthepizzaguy]

He has been away for over a week :laugh4: Don't know why you suspect him

Last activity: Yesterday 16:16

Edse, may I see what you're smoking?

[Niklas]

vote:shlin

[edse]

Last activity: Yesterday 16:16

Edse, may I see what you're smoking?

Ah, sorry. just saw his last post was 2.11.2011. Don't know where you can see the "last active" time.

Still can't find where you saw that information.

[TheLastDays]

It wasn't shlin but does it really matter? I still say, we all vote Secura :clown:

[GamezRule]

Meh. vote: shlin

[Askthepizzaguy]

Fare thee well, shlin28.

You were too good for this world. Or, too evil for it. I'm not sure which.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Voting closed.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Please send your orders to GeneralHankerchief ONLY. Do not send them to khaan.

"Everyday it's a-gettin' closer
Goin' faster than a roller coaster
Love like yours will surely come my way
A-hey, a-hey-hey
Everyday it's a-gettin' faster
Everyone said, go ahead and her
A-hey, a-hey-hey
Everyday seems a little longer
Every way love's a little stronger
Come what may"
...Everyday
...Buddy Holly

8:59PM, Tuesday, 14 November 1951
The Executive Meeting Room (Small Ballroom)
Fatlington Convention Center
Fatlington, New Jersey



It started to rain that day, in Fatlington.

The dark gray skies opened up and unleashed a torrential downpour which never seemed to stop or waver in the slightest. It was a hard rain; hard enough to wash the blood from the streets, hard enough to flush the slime from the gutters, hard enough to erase all traces of the crimes that had been committed. It was the day that the sky wept bitter tears, and drowned the whole world. The storm continued well into the afternoon and soon, the sewers and drains underneath the city began to overflow, washing into the streets. In some districts the flooding became so intense that bodies began floating down the streets, as if they were trapped in the river Styx.

The convention center was a designated emergency shelter area, and the Committee members were relatively safe from the thundering and lightning outside, and the rising flood waters. They turned their attention to the grim deed of the day, the summary execution of one of their own, for whatever reason had been cooked up this time. Were they seeking justice anymore, or simply satisfying their bloodlust? When the votes had been tallied, they looked around to see if they could find the latest victim, but they were nowhere to be seen. Nor was the Director... perhaps something had happened to them? A man in a pinstripe suit walked to the middle of the crowd and set up a small folding table, then set a radio down on top of it, switching it on and tuning the device. "Welcome back to the Anachronism Hour. This is the General Manager of Radio City Fatlington, co-hosting the show with the one and only, Saucy Slice. We're broadcasting from the very top of the Radio City building at 2400 Plaza del Universo, overlooking our fair city. We are joined this evening by one of our radio listeners. Is this the winner of our name that tune contest?"

"Even better mister manager, this is the winner of the Committee vote to execute by most violent means available contest. This lucky contestant will be served only the finest, grade-A death, all expenses paid for by contributions from our local businesses. I'd especially like to thank the Law Offices of Dave and Shack. Got legal troubles? Hire only the best criminal defense attorneys in New Jersey, and soon enough you'll live to see your own arresting officer behind bars! If you've got a problem with the law, make the law their problem."

"Well said, Saucy. Now, what's on the itinerary for our lucky winner? Death by a thousand papercuts? Immolation? Or maybe we take a belt sander to their scalp and see how they look after we take just a little bit too much off the top?"

"I'm way ahead of you, Santino. The condemned will be required to take over my old job working at the Mizza Mut! I've taken the liberty of strapping a bomb made out of fireworks to his chest, which will detonate in precisely 30 minutes time if I don't disarm it. I'm sitting here in the most secure studio in the highest floor in the tallest building in the city, and the Mizza Mut is clear across town. If the condemned can deliver me a pizza in under 30 minutes, and the pizza is hot and fresh and isn't all slid around, then I will let them go free. I must warn you, however... no one's ever delivered a pizza on time in this town, in this kind of weather, this far out. But here are the keys to my old delivery vehicle, a blue Jaguar XK 120... with racing stripes that make it go faster! I want 12 slices of pepperoni pizza on my desk in half an hour, or getting no tip will be the last of your worries. Ready? Set? Go!"

With that, shlin28 grabbed the keys to the Jaguar and made a mad dash for the elevator. When he reached the ground floor, he bolted out the door and made his way to the street, where he saw that the Jaguar was pulled up conveniently to the front of the building, but unfortunately someone had left the top down and the entire interior was soaked. Shlin28 tried to see if there was a retractable hood for this particular model car, but there wasn't one. Shlin28 could do nothing but hop inside the vehicle, turn the ignition, and speed off into the night.

The rain poured into the vehicle, and at these speeds, the rain was stinging and violent as it blew into his face, severely limiting his visibility. But he knew these roads, and he remembered the way back home... and the Mizza Mut was only a few blocks away from there. The roads had been almost completely free of traffic lately, but not this time. As soon as shlin28 was out on the road, a trio of black cars appeared out nearby alleys, and several men in trench coats began firing Tommy guns in the direction of the Jaguar. Worse, at every intersection, there were vehicles crossing at breakneck speeds... and smoldering, burning car wreckage filled the streets. Even after he lost the gunmen on his tail, when shlin28 was forced to stop at a railroad crossing to allow a long train to pass by, several beggars approached the vehicle and tried to get spare change. When he refused, they produced baseball bats, lead pipes, crowbars, and began swinging them at shlin28. He hit the gas and escaped just in the nick of time.

When he arrived at the Mizza Mut and entered the store, he just barely avoided a long, spinning metal blade that was aimed for his head. He ducked and rolled, getting up just in time to see that the man behind the counter cutting the pizzas was wearing a trench coat and fedora. Shlin28 grabbed the boxed pizza and carefully placed it in the bag, narrowly avoiding getting his wrist chopped in half by the mad gangster. He nimbly avoided further blades, grabbed several items from behind the counter and stuffed them in his pockets, and escaped out the side door- getting back in the Jaguar and heading back across town to the radio city building. He tried to look at his watch to see how much time he had left, but the rain made it impossible to read it. This time, he took the highway, trying to save time by avoiding local traffic. This only made matters worse as several speeding tractor trailers crowded the highway, blocking the path forward, and trapping shlin28's Jaguar between them. These truck drivers weren't just a nuisance, as shlin28 looked and saw that they too were wearing trench coats and fedoras, and began trying to crush the Jaguar between their massive, speeding vehicles.

Shlin28 hit the brakes just in time to watch two massive trailers slam together in front of him, inches from the hood of his Jaguar. Behind him, he noticed two more truck drivers coming up fast, attempting to pin the Jaguar from the front and the back. Shlin28 swerved to the far left lane, allowing the trucks to collide with the tractor trailers in front of them. He then hit the gas pedal and slipped by the colliding trucks, only to see two swerving tankers up ahead, one of them actually jackknifing in an attempt to plow into the Jaguar. The gasoline tanker shuddered and tipped over, forming an impassable barrier across 5 lanes of traffic, and spilling thousands of gallons of fuel all over the rain-soaked highway. The other tanker truck plowed directly into the side of the first one, causing a massive explosion. Shlin28 swerved his vehicle all the way to the far right lane of traffic, gunning the engine once more to pass the obstruction. He heard the sound of several large vehicles colliding behind him, and swerved to catch the exit ramp at nearly 90 miles per hour.

Within a few more minutes, shlin28 was back at the Plaza del Universo, and he grabbed the box of pizza and covered it with his body as he rushed inside the building. He saw the elevators open and several more gangsters step out, holding automatic weapons. Shlin28 saw the door to the stairwell and ducked inside, and ran up the stairs faster than he ever had in his life, dodging bullets while trying to keep the pizza level so as not to slide the cheese all around. When he made it to the top floor, he was nearly decapitated by a thin, razor-sharp wire that had been hung at neck level across the hallway near the staircase, but he was able to spot and avoid it just in the nick of time. He burst into the studio, panting, and set the pizza carefully on the desk next to the DJ. He looked up at the clock, and saw that he had actually arrived 10 minutes early.

"Did you remember to bring plates, napkins, cheese, and peppers?" asked the radio DJ. Shlin28 pulled the various items out of his pockets, and placed them carefully on the counter. "How come there's no extra cheese on this pizza?" demanded the Director. Shlin28 looked at the ticket, and handed it to Santino. "You didn't order it with extra cheese, sir." "Hmmm.... he's right. That's what the ticket says. Guess we don't get it for free this time." They handed the delivery driver a twenty dollar bill, and received their change back. "You're free to go" said DJ Saucy Slice. Shlin28 breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and walked away the studio. "Hey pal...." shouted Santino. Shlin28 turned and looked back. "Keep the change, my friend." The Director pulled out an entire stack of silver half-dollars, and lobbed them in shlin28's direction. The coins scattered as they hit the ground next to the delivery driver, the sound of coin change reverberating throughout the studio, broadcasted live on the air to every corner of Fatlington. The floor began to shake as shlin28 bent down to pick up the coins, and half a minute later, shlin28 looked up and saw that the elevator doors were opening. What he saw terrified him.

Hoboes.

Hoboes everywhere. Pushing shopping carts. Wearing 12 different jackets at once. Holding out their palms, holding out their upturned hats, holding bindle sticks, chanting their lifeless, inhuman chant: "change..... change.... change...." They saw the shiny coins in shlin28's hand, and their beady little eyes lit up. They bared their fangs and began scampering toward the beleaguered delivery driver, some of them holding knives or guns, others attempting to look pitiful and sympathetic. There was only one way out... the roof access door. Shlin28 scrambled up the stairs, reaching the roof, and burst out into the pouring rain. There was nowhere to go, as there was no fire escape this far up. The hoboes were hot on shlin28's heels, and soon they flooded the roof, looking for a handout. Shlin was way ahead of them though, and he began climbing up the radio tower itself, 500 feet in the air above the ground floor. The wind and the rain was particularly dangerous up this high, as it made the metal frame of the radio transmitter slick, and the gusty wind threatened to blow shlin28 off of the roof entirely. Higher and higher he climbed, trying desperately to avoid the violent mob of hoboes, panhandlers, vagrants, beggars, tramps, and thieves. But the mob surrounded the radio tower and also began to climb... there was no turning back.

"Back! Back you savages! Can't a man earn an honest wage?" shouted shlin through the thunder, wind, and rain.

It was then that lightning struck the radio tower, sending a massive electric shock through shlin28, blowing him off of the radio transmitter and sending him plummeting 40 stories through the air. About halfway to the ground, the timer on the bomb still strapped to his chest reached thirty minutes exactly, and the device detonated, triggering a massive explosion of brilliantly colored fireworks, lighting up the Fatlington sky. The bright flash and glorious kaboom was seen and heard for miles, and tiny little bits of shlin28 rained from the heavens in still-glowing embers, only to be slowly extinguished as they reached the ground. The rainwater washed away what little remained.



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DJ Saucy Slice: "And that concludes our broadcast day. I leave you with this song to remember our fallen friends by. Just remember Fatlington, it's nothing personal, it's just business as usual.... in a city that sold its soul to the devil so very long ago. Good night."


OOC

Night Eighteen orders are due:


Insert other important administrative information here, blah blah blah blah blah. GeneralHankerchief is your God, pay tribute unto him.

Please send your orders to GeneralHankerchief ONLY. Do not send them to khaan.


Lynch vote tally:

shlin28: 14 (hero, chaotix, xehh, ironside, believer, jarema, neri, renata, daveshack, bsmith, sisterc, secura, niklas, gamezrule) :skull:

scottishranger: 6 (seon, auto, krill, backwards, beskar, diana)

Secura: 1 (TLD)

Abstained:1 (lazy)

[Xehh II]

So it says somewhere in this that you thought about death by papercuts? ATPG, you must make papercuts your next execution. That would be epic

[Montmorency]

What's with scums beating on the upstanding SKs these days?

[Ishmael]

I believe the plural of hobo is spelt hobos, not hoboes.

EDIT: And after writing that sentence, the word 'hobo' has lost all meaning.

[Askthepizzaguy]

I believe the plural of hobo is spelt hobos, not hoboes.

EDIT: And after writing that sentence, the word 'hobo' has lost all meaning.

Not only that, my spelling was *also* correct. So the spelling of the word hobo has also lost all meaning.

"noun, plural -bos, -boes."

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/hobo

[Ishmael]

I stand corrected.

[TheLastDays]

Abstained:1 (lazy)

Haha, dunno why but that just made me giggle :yes:

[Diana Abnoba]

:laugh4::laugh4: yeah me too LastDays. :clown:

[GeneralHankerchief]

Night has ended, no more orders will be accepted.

I may not get processing done until tomorrow, not really feeling it tonight.

[LazyMcCrow]

Haha, dunno why but that just made me giggle :yes:


:laugh4::laugh4: yeah me too LastDays. :clown:

:2thumbsup:

[GeneralHankerchief]

PMing a couple of people for clarifications, until these are cleared up the orders cannot be resolved. Thank you for your patience.

[Beskar]

What kind of clarifications? Sounds fishy. :inquisitive:

[Askthepizzaguy]

2400 Plaza del Universo
Radio City building, Suite 501
Fatlington, New Jersey




https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXPkmIwwobA





I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel the scream
This terrible silence stops it there
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god, help me

Back in the womb it's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I'll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god, wake me

Now the world is gone I'm just one
Oh god, help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god, help me








*radio transmission cuts to static*

[GeneralHankerchief]

"O, Death. O, Death.
Won't you spare me over 'til another year?
Well, what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands takin' hold of me
Well I am death, none can excel
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
'O, death' someone would pray
'Could you wait to call me another day?'
The children prayed, the preacher preached
Time and mercy is out of your reach
I'll fix your feet 'til you can't walk
I'll lock your jaw 'til you can't talk
I'll close your eyes so you can't see
This very hour, come and go with me
I'm death I come to take the soul
Leave the body and leave it cold
To draw the flesh off of the frame
Dirt and worm both have a claim
O, Death. O, Death.
Won't you spare me over til another year?"
...O Death
...Traditional


Night Eighteen -- The Streets of Fatlington


The end had come for Believer. He supposed he was lucky. Two and a half weeks he had survived as both the death toll and Fatlington's chances to top the annual list of "America's Most Dangerous Cities" increased. The Committee was decimated, and yet he was still one of the thirty-plus people alive. He had done better than most.

But in the end, of course, death came for everyone. And tonight, it came for Believer. Realizing his inevitable fate, he simply lied down to rest in his own bed, not making his way through Fatlington's murderous streets as per everybody else. This made it easier on everyone, really. Easier for Believer to come to his fate and easy for his deliverers to give it to him.

As for the two deliverers, they simply slipped into his house late at night, made their way into his room, and shot him once, point-blank in the head, before dropping their "Seward's Folly" calling card and departing into the night.


Secura listened to the raindrops as she sat at her table on the rooftop cafe of the Hotel Abbatoir. Most of the rest of the tables had been long deserted, and the cafe workers had all gone home for the evening. The view was incredible up here, especially at night. The lights of the city shimmered as far as the eye could see. However, lately there had been far fewer lights. Many businesses were closed, and many people had left town altogether. But still there were lights, each representing the few brave souls that remained.

She couldn't leave, not yet. There was still... unfinished business. She had hoped to meet up with someone here at the cafe, but they never came. After most of the other patrons had left, she noticed that there was one other person sitting on the far side of the cafe who also seemed reluctant to leave. After a while, the person got up and began walking toward Secura. "It's closing time, miss. You'd better clear out of here."

"I'm not going anywhere" said Secura. She didn't even look up at the stranger, she just kept staring off into the distance, lost in thought. "No please, we insist" said the stranger. Secura suddenly became aware of a second figure standing behind her, weapon drawn. She finished the last drop of her coffee, and then made her move. She ducked under the table and rolled to the next one, weapon drawn. A hail of bullets narrowly missed her head, as she returned fire. The first gunman dove out of the way, while the second one began circling in the other direction, unloading his Tommy gun at Secura. She ducked under another table, shooting at the second gunman. The first gunman dropped to the ground and began firing at Secura from a lower angle. Secura felt searing pain as several bullets hit their mark. She got up, and began running as fast as she could toward the exit. Unfortunately for her, another volley of Tommy gun fire struck her in the back, and she stumbled and fell, bleeding from her countless bullet wounds. She rolled over in pain, and tried to lift her weapon one more time, but could not. The first gunman walked up to her and planted a bullet right between her eyes. The second gunman reached inside his coat and unfurled an Italian flag, and draped it over her lifeless body. After this deed was done, the two gunmen headed back inside the hotel for a well-deserved rest.


Two men descended upon GamezRule, who fled for his life. Unlike Believer, he was not yet ready to meet his fate. Luckily, GamezRule had adjusted quite well to the life of a Committee member in Fatlington, sprinting out of the bar and heading for the exit, where his car was illegally parked right at the establishment's entrance.

"Hah, suckers." Gamez muttered, revving his engine to life and driving off, leaving the two fedora'd figures chasing after him in the distance. "You guys are getting too predictable. How many bar attacks have there been since this all started? People adjust, you know."

At that moment a menacing voice cut through his engine's whir. "You guys are getting too predictable. How many escapes into cars have there been since this all started? People adjust, you know." Shocked, Gamez whirled around in his seat to find a man dressed in a crimson suit calmly sitting in the backseat.

The backseat. He had forgotten to check the backseat.

"Let's just end this now," the man said, unsheathing a saber and slitting Gamez's throat. Investigators would later find the entire car draped in a giant Italian flag with no trace of the attacker.


scottishranger was camped out on a remote building's fire escape. He had been thinking of this ingenious plan for some nights now and decided to put it into action. This was sure to work. He would sacrifice comfort for safety, surely plenty of people had done that before, and he would live. Nobody would think of looking for him here.

There was only one drawback: It was cold. So cold. Several stories up, in a Northeastern town in the middle of November, on the side of the building that was not protected from winds. Who knew? Luckily scottish was prepared for this eventuality, having culled together some kindling and matches. He quickly got a fire going, getting warm and preparing to catch some rest for the night.

The fire, of course, alerted the mafia sniper team to scottish's presence, and soon they had set up for their own shot. They heard a yelp and a "thudding" noise as evidently scottish's body hit the ground. "C'mon," the man who took the shot said to his partner, "let's check to see if he's dead and drape the flag over him."

Some minutes later, they had arrived at scottish's location, but saw no fire... and no scottish, for that matter. Instead, they followed a trail of blood which led away from the fire escape, back into the building, down the stairs, out to the road, following the road... leading directly to Mercy Hospital. scottishranger had survived another attack.


Backwards Logic stood on the boardwalk, looking out into the ocean. The storm clouds made the ocean particularly dark tonight; he couldn't tell where ocean ended and sky began. The only indication there was even an ocean nearby was the sound of the waves roaring over the rain. He was not too preoccupied to notice that a pair of strangers were approaching from opposite sides of the boardwalk, still quite a distance away. Not expecting company, he immediately reached for a pair of automatic machine pistols in his trenchcoat, and leveled them at the approaching figures, one in each direction. Not caring who they were, he shot first, making one of the figures duck behind a nearby souvenir shop and the other take cover behind a waste canister. Within seconds, they returned fire from their Tommy guns, spraying bullets over Backwards Logic's head. He dropped down onto the boardwalk, flat on his back, and continued firing on both directions, while plotting his escape route.

A third figure appeared from below the boardwalk, and snapped a thin, sturdy wire across Backwards Logic's exposed neck, using it as a garotte. The sudden pain and strangulation caused Backwards Logic to drop his guns and reach for his neck instinctively, trying to stop the wire from further cutting into his throat. The assailant only pulled the wire viciously, digging into his flesh and dragging him under the boardwalk, and down by the sea. Backwards Logic and his attacker ended up on the beach, soon to be joined by the other two. A pair of gunshots to the head later, and Backwards Logic was swept into eternal darkness. He was buried up to the neck in wet sand, and an Italian flag was placed over his head like a burial shroud. The three assailants then walked back to their car, and drove off into the night.


Renata had packed up and moved out of her house weeks ago, as soon as she realized she would have most likely died there. She hadn't been back there to check on it ever since, figuring all-too-well that there would most likely be someone waiting there to kill her. However, time had passed. This was over two weeks ago, plenty of time for all the requisite undesirables of the Fatling community to stake her place out and realize that she had jumped ship to an undisclosed location.

Perfect timing, in other words, to check back up on her house.

She entered the building without much caution; the place looked deserted. A thin layer of dust coated mostly everything. Good, good. Nobody was lying in wait to kill her, then. She relaxed there for a couple of hours before deciding it was time to get back to her safehouse for the night, which was far-better protected. On her way out though, she saw it. An unfamiliar car, parked right next to hers. So they were still staking the place out, after all, just refusing to go inside to alert her. Smart.

A hail of machine-gun fire hit the house. Renata thought she heard only two distinct guns. She dropped quickly enough, but it was right by the window and there was still a lot of machine-gun fire. She ended up getting lacerated by the glass and clipped by a couple of bullets, but all in all she would live, assuming they didn't enter for a follow-up. After five interminable minutes of silence, she heard the car driving away, one of its occupants muttering something about "forgetting the flag." Ignoring her pain, Renata quickly used this time to get herself to Mercy Hospital.


Kennigit was feeling very hungry, so he stopped at a corner pizzeria to get a late night snack. Twenty minutes later, he walked away carrying a plate and a couple steaming slices of New Jersey's finest, heading toward his vehicle to take refuge from the rain.

"Nice car" said someone standing next to his vehicle. "Mind if I take it for a spin?"

Kennigit drew his gun and told the lunatic to step away from his vehicle or end up in a body bag. The stranger quickly retreated into the night. Kennigit stepped inside his car, shut the door, and began devouring his meal. He noticed someone else standing on the opposite side of the street, in the rain, and decided that now would be a good time to leave. He set the pizza down and put his key into the ignition, and gave it a turn.

The explosion rocked the vehicle, but somehow Kennigit survived the blast with severe wounds. He fumbled for the door handle, and fell out of the vehicle and onto the rain-soaked street. Someone ran up to Kennigit and pulled him from the burning vehicle to safety. The good Samaritan asked him if he was all right. Kennigit was still in shock, and was only slightly aware that someone was even speaking to him. He couldn't reply, but he became aware of another person approaching, offering to take him to Mercy Hospital. The good Samaritan then pointed at Kennigit's severe wounds, and said it was probably too late already. The other one nodded and left for a few moments, returning with a crowbar and a lead pipe, handing the latter to the first one.

Kennigit could only weakly protest that he was going to be okay, but the two bystanders insisted on the mercy killing. They both began beating Kennigit to death with their instruments of destruction, starting with the legs, then the arms, then the torso, before finally putting Kennigit out of his misery with a thunderous blow to the temple, splattering his brains all over the wet pavement. An Italian flag was then draped over the head wound, shielding whoever found the body from a truly gruesome sight. The two helpful passers-by then left together, blood dripping from their savage weapons.


When Oh! TheLastDays! saw the giant drawing of the state of Alaska on the wall of his living room, he knew he was in trouble. "I was going to spell out 'Seward's Folly' in fire too, but that would have burned the house down before you got back. Not the best way to do things, I think." The voice came from behind him, TLD gathered. He most likely had a gun trained right on him.

Not even bothering to engage his attacker in repartee, TLD instantly dropped to the floor and crawled backwards. Before his attacker could react, TLD punched straight up, hitting the attacker directly in his sensitive area. He moaned and went down to the floor, whimpering, into the fetal position. He had completely forgotten about his gun.

TLD used this time to see that the attacker did not have any backup, and sprinted away.


hero di classico found himself face-to-face with a very odd sight on one of Fatlington's city streets: A man, alone, dressed in a very white suit, fedora included.

"Don't you know you're not supposed to wear white after Labor Day?" hero said. It was the only thing he could think of, really.

"It's all part of the act," the man responded. "And with it... the King of Hearts." He reached inside his suit pocket to draw out the requisite playing card and threw it in hero's direction. Its edges had been incredibly sharpened and hero had no doubt he would have been decapitated, but his attacker failed to take the wind into account and the card sailed wide right.

"A bit of advice," hero said, "Use guns. Less issue with wind and you get more than one shot." He left his dumbfounded attacker alone in the street and simply walked off.


8:59PM, Tuesday, 14 November 1951
The Executive Meeting Room (Small Ballroom)
Fatlington Convention Center
Fatlington, New Jersey

"Okay everyone," Commissioner Fermanagh said, "It's now time to review the postmortem reports." He took a stiff drink. "Your lynch choice, BillMC, was one of the best Detectives of the FPD. As for the deaths, B_Ray was a good townie who was doing his best to protect people... I'm actually shocked both of them made it that far. Sprig was a Made gangster, and in even better news (for me anyway), gnarlycharlie was a Don of one of the families! Looks like you guys are finally starting to turn on each other. And in news that I think makes all of us happy, it appears that Sigurd had some very shady ties to the Communist party. Sigurd looked to be a recruit, but this is still promising news. Director, the floor is yours."

The Commissioner gave Director Askthepizzaguy a very disgusted look as he began proceedings.


OOC

Very sorry about the delay.

Day Nineteen begins. You are voting to lynch and to select a Director.

Phase ends:


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Attacked = 63: Askthepizzaguy (n1, n2, n4, n5, n8), Raskolnikov (n1), Slash and earn (n1, n6), slysnake (n1, n3), Earthling (n1), a completely inoffensive name (n2), Master Necromanver (n2), Cahoma (n2), El Barto (n2), Montmorency (n2, n4), Chaotix (n2, n3, n11, n12), taillesskangaru (n3), Secura (n3), Ameranth (n3), Craterus (n3), Cecil XIX (n3, n6), johnhughthom (n4), Ishmael (n4), Drunk Clown (n4, n5), Psychonaut (n5), Suburban Plankton (n4), Sasaki Kojiro (n4), scottishranger (n4, n10), edse (n5), Erebus (n5, n6, n15), Diana Abnoba (n6, n10), J.D. (n6), Zack (n6), Camikaze (n7), Hero di Classico (n7), Diamondeye (n7, n9), guiri (n8), Khazaar (n8, n9, n11), Riedquat (n8), robbiecon (n8), Scienter (n8 x2), sturmhauke (n8), Jarema (n9), Oh! TheLastDays! (n10, n17, n18), qlyphz (n10, n12), Psychonaut (n11), Crazed Rabbit (n12), Erebus (n12), BillMC (n12), Secura (n13), Beefy (n13), white eyes (n13), B_Ray (n14), Renata (n14, n15), Tiaexz (n14), Kennigit (n15), gibsons (n15), Believer (n16), Death is Yonder (n16), shlin28 (n16), Seon (n17), hero di classico (n18)

Wounded = 22: Slysnake (n1, n3), Lord Brennus (n3), Tratorix (n4), edse (n5), Erebus (n6), Psychonaut (n6), Choxorn (n7), dcmort93 (n7), Zack (n7), guiri (n8), Monk (n8), Sasaki (n9), Lewwyn (N11), Neri (N11), Scottishranger (n13, n18), Sturmhauke (n13), BillMC (n14), The Stranger (n14), Winston Hughes (n14), Renata (n18)

Killed = 69: Captain Black Adder [townie] (n1), Pharoah [townie] (n2), Moros [luca] (n2), ELITEWARMAN8GINGYBREADMENMILK [townie] (n2), TinCow [detective] (n3), Xenoneb [townie] (n3), El Barto [detective] (n3), Arjos [FBI chief] (n3), Ameranth [wiseguy] (n4), Lord Winter [wiseguy] (n4), Suburban Plankton [detective] (n5), slysnake [townie] (n5), Lord Brennus [townie] (n5), Bow-wow-wow [townie] (n5), ByzantineKnight [townie] (n6), Kagemusha [serial killer] (n6), Tratorix [FBI] (n6), Raskolnikov [wiseguy] (n6), Nictel [wiseguy] (n6), J.D. [wiseguy] (n6), Visorslash [communist leader] (n7), Cecil XIX [townie] (n7), Drunk Clown [luca] (n7), Johnhughthom [wiseguy] (n7), Jolt [Made] (n7), Romanic [wiseguy] (n7), fubbleskag [doctor] (n8), Ibn-Khaldun [townie] (n8), Memnon [townie] (n8), robbiecon [townie] (n8), Andres [Special Agent] (n8), Camikaze [Made] (n8), Frozen in Ice [wiseguy] (n8), woad&fangs [townie] (n9), Zack [townie] (n9), Zim [Luca] (n9), Choxorn [townie] (n9), dcmort93 [townie] (n9), Diamondeye [wiseguy] (n10),
AggonyKing [townie] (n10), God Emperor [made] (n10), Skotsko [made] (n10), slash and earn [townie] (n10), thefluffyone93 [rogue detective] (n10), Craterus [townie] (n11), Peasant Phill [Don] (n11), Sasaki [Don] (n11), ULC [townie] (n11), Khazaar [townie] (n12), Johhog [Wiseguy] (n12), qlyphz [townie] (n12), Lewwyn [made] (n13), Monk [townie] (n13), Yaropolk [townie] (n13), Cahoma [Luca] (n14), guiri [townie] (n14), Psychonaut [detective] (n14), Scienter [Made] (n14), B_Ray [townie] (n16), gnarlycharlie [Don] (n16), Sigurd [communist recruit] (n16), Sprig [Made] (n16), Clitsome (n17), fyremarble (n17), gibsonsg91921 (n17), Winston Hughes (n17), Backwards Logic (n18), Believer (n18), GamezRule (n18), kennigit (n18), Secura (n18)


Lynched = 18: Earthling [townie] (d2), a completely inoffensive name [townie] (d3), Subotan [wiseguy] (d3), Major Robert Dump [wiseguy] (d4), Ishmael [communist] (d5), Montmorency [wiseguy] (d6), landlubber [Made] (d8), Captain Blackadder [townie] (d9), Riedquat [townie] (d10), Edse [surgeon] (d11), Populus Romanus [surgeon] (d12), Crazed Rabbit [made] (d13), Sturmhauke (d15) [townie], The Stranger (d15) [rogue], BillMC [detective] (d16), Erebus (d17), shlin28 (d18)

Wogged = 5: bestrfcplayer (n6), cpdwane [townie] (n4), Master Necromanver [Don] (n4), taillesskangaru [townie] (n4), Silver Jan (d16)

Added: Autolycus (d4)

Active (25):

Askthepizzaguy, Autolycus, Beefy187, Beskar, BSmith, Chaotix, DaveShack, Death is yonder, Diana Abnoba, Double A, hero di classico, Ironside, Jarema, Krill, LazyMcCrow, Neri, Nightbringer, Niklas, O!TheLastDays!, Renata, scottishranger, Seon, SisterCoyote, White_eyes:D, Xehh II

[Renata]

GH, I posted in the wrong thread, can you fix it?

Also, classical was lucky once before. Possibly, he should be dead.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Scottishranger needs to be finished off, as he's a mafia Don.

[edse]

I can't be fun to be the last loyal don right now, whoever that is.

[Double A]

vote: Scottishranger

[SisterCoyote]

vote: Scottishranger

[Subotan]

Liking the Oh Brother, Where Art Thou reference.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3x5uVItB0Uc)
Also, does the game end when all of the mafia factions have a majority over the town, or when one family has a majority over all others?

[Renata]

I'd rather be lynched, after being beaten in such a humiliating fashion. I'd vote myself, but I can't.

[GamezRule]

WOOOOOOOOOOO LAST SURVIVING STARTING DON!

[Moros]

Wow can't believe this game is still going. Epic. Well for those still playing.

[Renata]

Never mind.

The game is over. Scottishranger will be lynched. ATPG was elected Don Cunio a couple days ago I believe; scotty's death will leave him as the only Don remaining. That's why the hit against classical hero -- a loyal Stracchi (sorry dude, I guess you're the only one) -- was allowed to go through.

[Earthling]

It rather looks like it's a new family that formed instead, because of the new calling card. Could mean all the original mafia get their deserved losses as well.

Also, the attack on Gamez seems to indicate that one serial killer is still alive and was knowingly hiding as one of those (formerly Cunnio) Mades, but that figures.

[Secura]

Why was I killed? I haven't used my vig ability, I was of no threat to any of the remaining mafia... you just couldn't let me survive to the end of one game, could you?

Very disappointed.

[Jarema]

vote: Scottishranger

[Earthling]

Why was I killed? I haven't used my vig ability, I was of no threat to any of the remaining mafia... you just couldn't let me survive to the end of one game, could you?

Very disappointed.

It's exactly as expected, I don't see how you could think any differently. Even if the Don and whole family weren't for it, and there was no reason to trust that was so, still all it would take was two individual gangsters to get their kicks out of eliminating non-mafia.

[Renata]

It rather looks like it's a new family that formed instead, because of the new calling card. Could mean all the original mafia get their deserved losses as well.

Yeah, you're right, I realized that a moment later. You're always good with setups, Earthling. :) But it's still Don Pizza.

What was that from you, then, Diana? Just playacting?


Also, the attack on Gamez seems to indicate that one serial killer is still alive and was knowingly hiding as one of those (formerly Cunnio) Mades, but that figures.

You may be right about that as well, in part.

[Earthling]

Well, the only non-townies who were actually trying to win the game for the past few Days are the ones who are going to win. It's at least satisfying to see the logic of that. There were townies trying to win of course but it's not so much their individual fault they won't, the ones alive or the ones dead, made an effort at least to make it this far. There just weren't enough active ones for the past ten or so gamedays and far too many inactives for townies who know they individually have weak roles to worry about it.

I assume this will be the last day too, with eliminating the last rival Don and the one big family should have a clear majority.

[Choxorn]

We dead townies would just like to tell the mafia that we told you so when we said that ATPG was going to do this.

[Renata]

I was trying to win. Wouldn't hurt if I wasn't.

[Believer]

GH, I posted in the wrong thread, can you fix it?

Also, classical was lucky once before. Possibly, he should be dead.


Scottishranger needs to be finished off, as he's a mafia Don.

Fight on my loved ones, avenge my death.

[Renata]

We dead townies would just like to tell the mafia that we told you so when we said that ATPG was going to do this.

You don't get it, choxorn. He told everyone they would be winning with him. Some of us he was lying to. Was just a question of who.

After the Stracchi first-strike against us a few nights back, we were told, mid-retaliation-planning, that all the town doctors, and all the town rogues, would be used against us in addition to the mafia rivals themselves. Though that was surely partly a bluff, last night's outcome (we asked for some doctor help; didn't get it, if that fake chatlog played a role DiY I am VERY disappointed in you. Otherwise, carry on with your bad self) showed that it wasn't entirely one. Even calling in every card we had (and we had a few) we could never have cracked something like that in any meaningful way. The townie collaboration didn't just make a counter-attack hard or unlikely to succeed; it made it useless. Not even worth the lulz.

That in itself all but killed my enthusiasm for the game, because it was like there was never a chance for ANYONE to win who Pizza didn't approve of, it was all a farce since about day three. Step a toe out of line, get crushed; don't step a toe out of line and try to bide your time, get slowly squeezed to death. But Pizza offered a spot -- earned and deserved, he said -- in the new family. Well, ok. At least we could get some recognition and I could keep some of my teammates alive, most of whom have been beyond fabulous at playing this game. With almost everythign stacked against us, the Corleones had still managed to become enough of a threat that Pizza could not guarantee he could take us out while keeping all of his own people alive. And he needed them to survive, in order to form a new family and still have them win.

So he got us to collaborate in our own destruction instead. He could have chosen to risk the uncertain allies; he didn't.

There were warning signs; I chose to ignore them (or I was just a willing idiot, I guess). In the end, if Pizza was telling the truth, I didn't want to be the one to stab him in the back, because I didn't want to do it and be wrong. My failing.

[Earthling]

You don't get it, choxorn. He told everyone they would be winning with him. Some of us he was lying to.

No, I think choxorn gets it exactly. This right here is exactly what a ton of people said including the town telling some of the lesser mafia families directly, in private.

The only town-aligned player who would have been really gung-ho to sell out to that group would be Seon, nobody else. Not the communists either, or the rogue detectives, two who have now been killed. They were probably also lied to - it wouldn't be surprising in the least if the serial killer's identity was already known to the Cunnio/new family and they just lied to the Rogue detectives to keep them from doing anything else and never have enough of chance to get the serial killer anyway.

Not only did multiple townies and some other dead folk predict that the lesser mafia families were clearly going to get slaughtered as soon as killing inactive basic townies got boring, but it's what did happen.

[Sasaki Kojiro]

That's why the Pentangeli's win "most kick-ass family". Although I don't know if scottish killed anyone actually :(

[Krill]

As a strategist/game theorist, it is worth understanding that there is a difference between understanding the metagame, and being able to actually control the metagame in a game.

[sturmhauke]

No kidding. I was only beginning to understand the metagame when I made my bid to organize the townies, but it never really got anywhere and it was probably too late anyway.

[classical_hero]

vote:Scottishranger

Naughty for trying to attack me. You should have known better than that.

[Diana Abnoba]

Yeah, you're right, I realized that a moment later. You're always good with setups, Earthling. :) But it's still Don Pizza.

What was that from you, then, Diana? Just playacting?



You may be right about that as well, in part.


No, not at all Renata, a serious offer. I had thought that most of your family ( and possibly mine) might be back stabbed by Pizza (of course). You put a lot into this game, and so have I, and I wanted us both to survive and win (with both of our family members surviving with us) in a new family I could have made. But your pride of wanting to be Capo got in your way of seeing that. I had nothing to do with your attack, since I'm not the Don of this new Italian Flag family, only a Made of it. Seems it may not have worked out for us anyway since now I see that Pizza was a phase or two ahead of his stated schedule (should have known that too :wall:).

[Diana Abnoba]

Vote: Scottishranger

attacking one of my family members :stare: :smash:

[classical_hero]

We should have seen that happening, but we did not do it in time and thus ATPG is going to win this game due to being ahead of everyone and playing the game it is meant to be. I know that as part of this new family I should be part f the winning team so I am not too disappointed, but it could have gone a bit differently. Diana nearly became the Donna of the Stracchis, but it just did not work out and thus we have Don ATPG as the Capo Di Cappi Tutti. I am not even a made of the new family but a consigliere of it, which is why I had a better chance of surviving the attack that just being a made. Considering i was one of the first to go from wiseguy to made, it is my just reward for all the killing I have done for first the Strachhis and now the ATPG. I have worked hard for a mafia win, it is just that so many people underestimated me, but not ATPG, which is why he wanted me to join the dark side, which is what I was more than willing to do.

[GamezRule]

This dead Don would like to say things are a bit more complicated then you think.

[GamezRule]

Also, if you want some real fun, you scumbags could just lynch DaveShack today then Pizza tomorrow.

[Double A]

We dead townies would just like to tell the mafia that we told you so when we said that ATPG was going to do this.

I've thought that Pizza would try to get elected a don and kill off the others for at least a week. It would have been faster if I was a don or actually cared who my don was.

[Beskar]

vote: Scottishranger

Because my pay master said so.

[Beskar]

As for the Pizza thing, he said like twenty times in game to quit going to him everytime, and people still did.


Why was I killed? I haven't used my vig ability, I was of no threat to any of the remaining mafia... you just couldn't let me survive to the end of one game, could you?

Very disappointed.

That would actually make it more accurate.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Never mind.

The game is over. Scottishranger will be lynched. ATPG was elected Don Cunio a couple days ago I believe; scotty's death will leave him as the only Don remaining. That's why the hit against classical hero -- a loyal Stracchi (sorry dude, I guess you're the only one) -- was allowed to go through.

His being the Consigliere made it better to risk his life than anyone else's. I didn't want any of them dead.

[Xehh II]

Vote: Scottishranger

[scottishranger]

His being the Consigliere made it better to risk his life than anyone else's. I didn't want any of them dead.

Lolzzz so thats why you asked me to attack him. Makes sense now I supposeee!

Well played Pizzaman, well played! If only my plans had worked out I might have had a chance to oppose you. Instead I run around throwing cards at people! (Albeit dressed very sharply)

If I die younggg bury me in Satin... lay me dowwwn in a bed of ROSES!

[Askthepizzaguy]

It rather looks like it's a new family that formed instead, because of the new calling card. Could mean all the original mafia get their deserved losses as well.

The winners must be part of the new family, that's correct. The idea of what... 40+ winners of the game, some of whom did not contribute much of anything, [especially the wogged ones, or early death/then silent gangsters] getting a win here did not sit well with the gangsters that had to survive, had to work for 18 rounds to achieve something. After that, to be awarded (essentially) the same "W" that the gangsters that were defeated by them would get.... just didn't make sense.

The other factor was, neither the Cunio nor the Stracchi wanted to "surrender" to the other. Forming a united family was the compromise that made everyone feel as equal partners.


Also, the attack on Gamez seems to indicate that one serial killer is still alive and was knowingly hiding as one of those (formerly Cunnio) Mades, but that figures.

IMO, if someone would like to use deductive reasoning to solve the SK, that data is available. Someone just has to do the detective work.

Thing is, I've done it before and I think anyone here is wise enough to step up and guess it. If you don't, the SK survives the game and is thus deserving of victory as well. I'm not lifting a finger to solve it.

Well, anyone? Care to receive the zombie detective award and solve the serial killer?

Assume the SK cannot do a mafia murder and a serial killing on the same night.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Lolzzz so thats why you asked me to attack him. Makes sense now I supposeee!

Well played Pizzaman, well played! If only my plans had worked out I might have had a chance to oppose you. Instead I run around throwing cards at people! (Albeit dressed very sharply)

If I die younggg bury me in Satin... lay me dowwwn in a bed of ROSES!

Know this, Scottishranger: I was entirely impressed by your Pentangeli-Corleone plan. That was ballsy as heck. Had you succeeded, you'd have been extremely dangerous.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Considering i was one of the first to go from wiseguy to made, it is my just reward for all the killing I have done for first the Strachhis and now the ATPG. I have worked hard for a mafia win, it is just that so many people underestimated me, but not ATPG, which is why he wanted me to join the dark side, which is what I was more than willing to do.


Back when nobody was brave enough to go mafia when I asked them to, I turned to hero di classico and said that he was a vastly underestimated player, and stealthy enough to go undetected for a long time. I implored him to trust me, and take a risk, and become a Made Gangster. Classical hero was the first person I recruited to become mafia, out of all the other players. He was the one willing to take the risk, when the mafia were struggling to complete a single kill, stay alive, or expand at all, versus nearly a hundred townies of various skill levels.

Hero is a brave man, and has stared death in the face. He's exactly what it means to be a Made gangster. It's that which makes him who he is.

He's also very loyal. I didn't think he'd join me while the Stracchi Don was still alive. He never turned against her.

You peeps might want to think about recruiting this guy more often.

[Renata]

Sasaki, why did you refuse to be even a halfway honest ally for the Corleones? I was DYING to make a first strike that would mean something to the balance of power -- I was all but begging for it -- but the way you chose to go about dealing with me only ensured that we both lost.

Diana, if you really wanted my cooperation you shouldn't have a) lied to me in your very offer and b) phrased it as essentially "the Stracchi will win and you can come along for the ride". That's what killed it even more than any consideration of timing, even if the offer really should have come sooner. Due to the lie about the Don vote, even now I'm doubting you were really sincere.

[Sasaki Kojiro]

Sasaki, why did you refuse to be even a halfway honest ally for the Corleones? I was DYING to make a first strike that would mean something to the balance of power -- I was all but begging for it -- but the way you chose to go about dealing with me only ensured that we both lost.



What do you mean? We were de facto allies. We were killing the other guys and we talked about you killing them too.

[Renata]

But never coordinated, never really working together. The pot shots the Pentangeli group was taking weren't ever going to be enough, they only made you targets. The only way to really upset the apple cart would have been to kill a lot of them at one time, and that's what I couldn't get from you. Suggesting the Corleone attack fyremarble on a night when I knew she would be protected was just the last straw; I gave up on you after that.

[Sasaki Kojiro]

I didn't know she would be protected...

[Renata]

Well she was protected the previous night too, which was when I wanted to attack (and got crickets), so that's moot, but I knew she would be protected on that night because by then all the Stracchis were Mades and could have done it themselves if they wanted. And I'd said as much.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Okay, I believe I've sent out all of the essential feedback PMs. If you're dying to know whether or not your kill or protection succeeded (even though it's right there in the writeup) let me know. Naturally, if I missed something important like an investigation result, also let me know. Otherwise you won't get one this round, sorry.

[Beskar]

Fyremarble wasn't ever protected by us, it was her decision on that matter too. She played ballsy for a long time and no one even attempted.

As for mistakes, you screwed up on the opportunity to recruit me, Renata, when you decided to turn around and said "Sorry, only Corleone are going to win, we don't need you". You didn't even pretend to try to get me on side and I was bringing other mades with me. Which resulted in plan B which was to orchestrate the creation of another mafia family and eliminate yours.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Fine, I'll do it.

Select: Askthepizzaguy

His writeups are pretty kewl.

[sturmhauke]

A question for Renata and Diana: Would you have remained with my townie effort if I had actually managed to make something happen early on, or were you always mafia moles? I only had about 10 or so people at the start, and they got picked off one by one.

[Beskar]

Select: Tiaexz

Just for the lulz.

[Askthepizzaguy]

No, not at all Renata, a serious offer. I had thought that most of your family ( and possibly mine) might be back stabbed by Pizza (of course). You put a lot into this game, and so have I, and I wanted us both to survive and win (with both of our family members surviving with us) in a new family I could have made. But your pride of wanting to be Capo got in your way of seeing that. I had nothing to do with your attack, since I'm not the Don of this new Italian Flag family, only a Made of it. Seems it may not have worked out for us anyway since now I see that Pizza was a phase or two ahead of his stated schedule (should have known that too :wall:).

I made everyone I spoke to, even most of my most trusted allies, believe the game would be ending around round 23 or 24 or so, to make them think my timetable was longer, which would give them time to plot and plan for later. The best way to defeat whatever plots were forming was to disrupt their timetable completely and then beat them to the punch. Not only lull everyone into a false sense of security, but also deliver the first strike. I exaggerated the predicted sequence of events to anyone who would listen and instead followed a much more direct route.

The Corleone believed you were testing their loyalty, my dearest. Oh, for you to have been the one that planted the fatal knife in my back.... it would have been oh so glorious.

I mean uh... you'll pay for your insolence, and stuff. I guess. :shrug:



:stare: <--- the I mean it face. I'll get you my pretty.... unless there's something good on TV.

[Renata]

Fyremarble wasn't ever protected by us, it was her decision on that matter too. She played ballsy for a long time and no one even attempted.

As for mistakes, you screwed up on the opportunity to recruit me, Renata, when you decided to turn around and said "Sorry, only Corleone are going to win, we don't need you". You didn't even pretend to try to get me on side and I was bringing other mades with me. Which resulted in plan B which was to orchestrate the creation of another mafia family and eliminate yours.

I'm pretty sure I didn't intend to give that impression. I was mostly angry at Pizza. He'd made a pretense of wanting this Cunio-Corleone family (that I was already trying for), then all of a sudden you dropped on me that he had presumed to include three Stracchi (the people I'd been trying to kill ....) Man that pissed me off. I could have worked with Stracchi, but that was a poison pill.

That said, I don't think that we ever could have been allies, Beskar. You take too much obvious pleasure at taking me down, every single time you're given half a chance, in any game we've ever played together that we haven't both been townies. I could never have trusted you. You know it.

[Renata]

A question for Renata and Diana: Would you have remained with my townie effort if I had actually managed to make something happen early on, or were you always mafia moles? I only had about 10 or so people at the start, and they got picked off one by one.

I was mafia from day one. It's possible I could have forged some sort of alliance with you if you were willing to work with an admitted mafia, but I was never desperate enough to try it given I knew you had other mafia moles.

[Renata]

Fyremarble wasn't ever protected by us, it was her decision on that matter too. She played ballsy for a long time and no one even attempted.

She was protected by Populous Romanus until he was lynched.

[Secura]

That would actually make it more accurate.

I'm sorry, but I have to call you out on this statement.

If you look back at games where I've had two abilities and one of them has been to vig-kill (My Princess Zelda and Buffy Summers roles in wideyedwanderer and autolycus' games), you'll see that I defer to my second ability (in those games it was protection, here it was scanning) and don't vig unless I am completely certain about my target, and I don't believe I even vigged anyone in either of those games.

The only person that would need to consider me a threat in this game is the serial killer, if they're still alive; I was still partly working with Pizza to figure out who it was, and giving him the names of people I'd scanned so we could narrow it down.

I was of no threat to the mafia.

[Renata]

As for voting -- well, I can't. Scottishranger can't. As for the rest of you I can't pretend to know where things stand just now. But just speaking self-interest:

Townies (Ironside, doctors; I'm also including TLD here and any other remaining communists) -- you do realize the game is going to end today, right? If you have not yet reached your qualifying conditions for a victory, you never will, if scottishranger dies.

There are more mafia than townies. There are probably more Clemenza (ATPG's new family) than any other family even now, certainly by the end of the day. When scottishranger dies, the Clemenza will meet their winning conditions and it's all over, no more chances.

Wiseguys who have not yet made mafia (bsmith, chaotix? white_eyes?, xehh? lazy?) -- same thing. You're not a Clemenza right now, you lose. You don't even get the option to defect from a prior family, because you don't have one.

Mafia who AtPG was willing to kick to the curb. Niklas, you're a Corleone. You feel like defecting now? Can't say I'd blame you if you did, would be nice if one of us got a win. Classical_hero -- nice words from Pizza, but he was still willing to throw you to the Corleone wolves just to keep us pacified. Jarema, you were the other option he suggested for death. Neri. Did you ever believe the Don offer? Anyone else been left out of the decision making up to now and not happy about it? Got any dead compatriots you're feeling sentimental about? They don't win, if the Clemenza do.

I suggest voting Beskar/Tiaexz. Not just out of irritation; he's the best combination of definitely a Clemenza/ definitely NOT protected by DaveShack that I can think of.

You can select him too, if you must.

[Askthepizzaguy]

As for voting -- well, I can't. Scottishranger can't. As for the rest of you I can't pretend to know where things stand just now. But just speaking self-interest:

Townies (Ironside, doctors; I'm also including TLD here and any other remaining communists) -- you do realize the game is going to end today, right? If you have not yet reached your qualifying conditions for a victory, you never will, if scottishranger dies.

Not actually true. The number of *true* Clemenza is still less than half.


There are more mafia than townies. There are probably more Clemenza (ATPG's new family) than any other family even now, certainly by the end of the day. When scottishranger dies, the Clemenza will meet their winning conditions and it's all over, no more chances.

When the Clemenza outnumber everyone else (and they will, that's inevitable) the mafia remaining should be Clemenza. There's really no other options because forming another family now is suicidal and the wiseguys are already getting ready to do their sanctioned hits for the Don.

All ending the game as non-Clemenza does is lower your victory to near-draw or failure. All remaining mafia should side with the only ship left afloat, or remain forever adrift in a nameless sea.


Wiseguys who have not yet made mafia (bsmith, chaotix? white_eyes?, xehh? lazy?) -- same thing. You're not a Clemenza right now, you lose. You don't even get the option to defect from a prior family, because you don't have one.

Incorrect; they should get a hit tonight and then win with us.


Mafia who AtPG was willing to kick to the curb. Niklas, you're a Corleone. You feel like defecting now? Can't say I'd blame you if you did, would be nice if one of us got a win. Classical_hero -- nice words from Pizza, but he was still willing to throw you to the Corleone wolves just to keep us pacified. Jarema, you were the other option he suggested for death. Neri. Did you ever believe the Don offer? Anyone else been left out of the decision making up to now and not happy about it? Got any dead compatriots you're feeling sentimental about? They don't win, if the Clemenza do.

Niklas is more than welcome to join us.

Jarema/Hero, folks I knew would have a very good chance of surviving the hit, and of course, would have a Decisive victory in either case, being Clemenza Mades. Abandoning their family now is abandoning a decisive victory for certain defeat.

Neri and I had a talk about the Don offer beforehand, and I asked her if she really wanted to go for it, and she said no.

Dead compatriots? Just remember, the starting mafia families are demised. Nothing that happens now will bring those people victory.


I suggest voting Beskar/Tiaexz.

There are 8 remaining townies/commies/Corleones who are capable of voting. A few unaligned mades/wiseguys who can join the Clemenza if they haven't already. And then, 10 or more Clemenza. I'd suggest voting for Scottishranger, selecting Askthepizzaguy, and doing your sanctioned hit tonight.

If you waited until now to join the other side, you're too late; no reason remains to join the side of the deceased. You won't be saving them or yourselves, and you're denying yourself any reward for surviving 19 rounds of Capo.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xHNYHhW2j2M
It is unavoidable.... it is your destiny.






~:pimp:

[Beskar]

I could never have trusted you. You know it.

You don't have to trust me, you could have attempted to use me. Deceit, lies and backstabbing. Funnily enough, Diana left me out of the loop with her Pizza coup too for the same reason. She trusted you more than me. :laugh4:

I know I am an unscrupulous rogue in these games, but that makes me an asset, not a liability.


I was of no threat to the mafia.

Well, the Mafia are nuking it out. All you needed to do was pick a side and that side would get a significant advantage. Just because you are laying low doesn't mean you are not a potential threat, it would be very irresponsible to overlook that.

So there isn't "calling me out" on that statement, since it is correct, you are a threat. If you choose not to act, that is your own prerogative, it doesn't make the fact less salient or false. Perhaps you may even make one last bid attempt to assist the town? Perhaps you may target Pizza when you think he has his guard down.

Only known loyalty is to yourself.

[Renata]

Ooh, Pizza, you're actually threatened by my little bit of silliness! So much so you had to lie. I is amused.


Not actually true. The number of *true* Clemenza is still less than half.

You really want to bet on this, townies and so on? He's got ZERO incentive to drag this out even one minute longer than strictly necessary. If he never goes into tonight at all, you can't touch his interests, by definition. (Read what he said to Diana, faking people out on how much time they actually have is what he does.)


When the Clemenza outnumber everyone else (and they will, that's inevitable) the mafia remaining should be Clemenza. There's really no other options because forming another family now is suicidal and the wiseguys are already getting ready to do their sanctioned hits for the Don.

Defeatism on the unaligned's behalf, too. I love it.


All ending the game as non-Clemenza does is lower your victory to near-draw or failure. All remaining mafia should side with the only ship left afloat, or remain forever adrift in a nameless sea.

Where's my invite, Pizza? I am disappoint. :angry:


Incorrect; they should get a hit tonight and then win with us.

Woot! There's the lie. THEY CAN'T. Credit for previous hits does not carry over to a new family; we learned this with Scienter. Credit for unsanctioned hits does not carry over. We learned this with Winston Hughes.

ANY WISEGUY VOTING WITH THE CLEMENZA TODAY UNDER THE IMPRESSION THEY CAN STILL GET A VICTORY IS FOOLING THEMSELVES. At a minimum, it would take two more nights for each of them. There won't even be one, if Scottishranger is lynched.

Don't be complicit in your own demise, peeps. Rage, rage at the dying of the light. It may be pointless, but at least you won't have done it to yourselves.

VOTE TIAEXZ!


Niklas is more than welcome to join us.

Well that's sweet anyway. I almost believe you. If it can in fact be done today. If not, he's out of luck too.


Jarema/Hero, folks I knew would have a very good chance of surviving the hit, and of course, would have a Decisive victory in either case, being Clemenza Mades. Abandoning their family now is abandoning a decisive victory for certain defeat.

You mean CH's consigliere protection that did squat for me, that very good chance? Did they know you were being so cavalier with their survival? Maybe they'll reconsider things now?


Neri and I had a talk about the Don offer beforehand, and I asked her if she really wanted to go for it, and she said no.

Well, I suppose I can't be right on all of them. :)


Dead compatriots? Just remember, the starting mafia families are demised. Nothing that happens now will bring those people victory.

Revenge is good, though. Because I sincerely doubt all of them actually realized it.


There are 8 remaining townies/commies/Corleones who are capable of voting. A few unaligned mades/wiseguys who can join the Clemenza if they haven't already. And then, 10 or more Clemenza. I'd suggest voting for Scottishranger, selecting Askthepizzaguy, and doing your sanctioned hit tonight.

And not all ten of those are official. Of course.


If you waited until now to join the other side, you're too late; no reason remains to join the side of the deceased. You won't be saving them or yourselves, and you're denying yourself any reward for surviving 19 rounds of Capo.

But they don't have to take the cyanide themselves, like I did. Survival for 19 days and losing does nothing more for a self-respecting wiseguy than surviving 18 days and losing. They can at least force you to shoot them. Die with their Tommy-guns in their hands. Maybe take one of you Clemenza sorts down along the way.


~:pimp:

:evil:

[Renata]

Oh, did Secura survive then? Join the 300 glorious doomed resistance, vote Tiaexz!

Heehee.

[Secura]

Well, the Mafia are nuking it out. All you needed to do was pick a side and that side would get a significant advantage. Just because you are laying low doesn't mean you are not a potential threat, it would be very irresponsible to overlook that.

So there isn't "calling me out" on that statement, since it is correct, you are a threat. If you choose not to act, that is your own prerogative, it doesn't make the fact less salient or false. Perhaps you may even make one last bid attempt to assist the town? Perhaps you may target Pizza when you think he has his guard down.

Only known loyalty is to yourself.

How could I pick a side when I don't know what the sides even are? Everyone was an unknown quantity to me beyond vague scan results that I couldn't even figure out. From my perspective, all I could see was increasingly boring lynches where forty-odd people were all voting for the same townie, the mafia didn't seem to be "nuking it out" at all.

I was never a threat to anyone except the serial killer, so unless that is you, you were entirely safe from ever being attacked by me and thus the statement is incorrect. The town had their chance to enlist my help and they failed to do so other than through an already dead player... as well as the fact I could see that they were getting screwed over. I think we both know that I wouldn't have attacked Pizza, so speculating on that is a bit silly.

As far as I was concerned, it was just a case of getting the serial killer and then surviving to the end of the game, as I could have won the game alongside mafia as long as the serial killer was dead. My loyalty may have been to my own victory conditions, but who can blame me? I was promoted to Rogue Detective, the role didn't work out how Pizza or I expected, I was largely left out in the cold; I just went about scanning every night for the SK.


Oh, did Secura survive then?

I was shot between the eyes, no-one survives that.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Ooh, Pizza, you're actually threatened by my little bit of silliness! So much so you had to lie. I is amused.

I'm not really worried for myself if that's what you mean. I fear for the people you wish to drag down.


You really want to bet on this, townies and so on? He's got ZERO incentive to drag this out even one minute longer than strictly necessary. If he never goes into tonight at all, you can't touch his interests, by definition. (Read what he said to Diana, faking people out on how much time they actually have is what he does.)

Unfortunately Renata, the only winning bet is to buy insurance. The dealer has blackjack. If the Doctors don't cover up tonight, they die. That's the only way I can be strictly assured that I will get the kills I need to succeed, and the Doctors have both the incentive of survival and getting their additional protections needed for their personal victory conditions, as reasons to comply.

If they don't, then they spare someone else's life at the cost of their own win, and still don't stop the Clemenza.

Given those options, what would you do? Deliver a spite check? Between that and a draw or a win, I'd pick the draw/win.


Defeatism on the unaligned's behalf, too. I love it.

Very well, I am sure they can self-promote to made, defeat all rival dons, vote themselves a new Don, and defeat us with at best a single murder a night and not enough votes to lynch anyone.


Where's my invite, Pizza? I am disappoint. :angry:

You're too injured to kill anyone. If you could join a family without needing a sanctioned kill, I'd gladly take you, even now.


Woot! There's the lie. THEY CAN'T. Credit for previous hits does not carry over to a new family; we learned this with Scienter. Credit for unsanctioned hits does not carry over. We learned this with Winston Hughes.

In the previous Capo games, if you're unaligned wiseguy and do a sanctioned hit for a family and that family wins, you're considered a part of that family. Besides, as a wiseguy, being alive is infinitely superior to being dead, especially now.

Renata, beautiful Siren, is calling to those unwilling to turn against me before, when it made a difference, to turn on me now, and hurl themselves atop very sharp rocks in an attempt to get near her. If there were ever a chance to reach her, it might be worth the risk. But look before you leap.... those rocks are very pointy and there's no way back to the ship after you jump.


ANY WISEGUY VOTING WITH THE CLEMENZA TODAY UNDER THE IMPRESSION THEY CAN STILL GET A VICTORY IS FOOLING THEMSELVES. At a minimum, it would take two more nights for each of them. There won't even be one, if Scottishranger is lynched.

You're fooling yourselves, we're livin' in a dictatorship, a self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes--


Don't be complicit in your own demise, peeps. Rage, rage at the dying of the light. It may be pointless, but at least you won't have done it to yourselves.

Don't quit or listen to this beautiful, seductive, kitten-wielding temptress. Let the hate flow through you....


Well that's sweet anyway. I almost believe you. If it can in fact be done today. If not, he's out of luck too.

Pretty much.


Well, I suppose I can't be right on all of them. :)

You'd need to be right on all of them...


Revenge is good, though. Because I sincerely doubt all of them actually realized it.

Revenge is a dish best served cold. But victory is far tastier.


And not all ten of those are official. Of course.

Actually I'm counting the official people. The unofficial did the other hits last night which either didn't succeed or involved wiseguys.


But they don't have to take the cyanide themselves, like I did. Survival for 19 days and losing does nothing more for a self-respecting wiseguy than surviving 18 days and losing. They can at least force you to shoot them. Die with their Tommy-guns in their hands. Maybe take one of you Clemenza sorts down along the way.

See, that's where it gets derailed. A chance of victory here is infinitely superior to dying tomorrow or tonight or the next day. You're asking them to toss it away.

At least let the townies show up and vote unanimously first. They haven't done that in a long time.

[Visor]

Pizza, did you order the hit on me?

[Renata]

I suggest the wiseguys in question verify with GH themselves. This isn't previous versions of Capo, it is this one, which has a number of different rules. But those wiseguys are out of luck regardless and you know it. Because this game isn't even going to night.

The same applies to Ironside, if the SK is still alive; the same applies to the docs if they don't have enough protections yet. Heck the same applies to the SK if still alive, if his victory is not yet reached. That's just facts. :shrug: You're yanking the rug out from under them just like you did to everyone else. I can't blame you, it's certainly safest. But they need to know, don't they?

And I'd hope the commies would be happy to choose spite, anyway. It's their last chance.

[Renata]

Actually I'm counting the official people. The unofficial did the other hits last night which either didn't succeed or involved wiseguys.

Waitwaitwait. Ten official. That IS a majority of mafia, Pizza, I cant believe you just admitted it.

Come on townies and abandoned wiseguys, spite check time! Last chance to make Pizza's life uncomfortable for betraying you. YOu won't get another.

Vote Tiaexz. :bow:

[Askthepizzaguy]

If it will help people make a decision, here's the real info.

Alive: (25)
Askthepizzaguy, Autolycus, Beefy187, Beskar, BSmith, Chaotix, DaveShack, Death is yonder, Diana Abnoba, Double A, hero di classico, Ironside, Jarema, Krill, LazyMcCrow, Neri, Nightbringer, Niklas, O!TheLastDays!, Renata, scottishranger, Seon, SisterCoyote, White_eyes:D, Xehh II

___________________________________


Clemenza confirmed (10)
Askthepizzaguy, Autolycus, Beskar, Diana Abnoba, hero di classico, Jarema, Krill, LazyMcCrow, Neri, Xehh II
Clemenza unconfirmed (4)
BSmith, Chaotix [Made], Double A [Made], White_Eyes:D
Mafia-loyal (1)
DaveShack

Open invitation: (1)
Niklas [Made]

Unable to vote: (2)
Scottishranger [Don] Renata [Made]

Remainder: (7)
Beefy187, Death is yonder, Ironside [Rogue], Nightbringer, O!TheLastDays! [Communist], Seon, SisterCoyote.



Renata says side with the blue people. You do what?







Waitwaitwait. Ten official. That IS a majority of mafia, Pizza, I cant believe you just admitted it.

Come on townies, spite check time! Last chance to make Pizza's life uncomfortable for betraying you. YOu won't get another.

Vote Tiaexz. :bow:

10 is less than half of 25, last I checked. Better re-read the rules, we have to outnumber all others combined, not just mafia.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Pizza, did you order the hit on me?

OOC and entirely honest, will repeat this after the game:

No, and I didn't know about it either, and would have stopped it if I knew. Ask me again later, and I'll say the same thing.

[edse]

Renata, we told you this was going to happen.

[Renata]

Poor blue people.

So you have ten. Chaotix and Double A at a minimum, today, will make 12, of a total of 24 with scottishranger dead. And there's a few players in there (TLD for one, for CERTAIN) ,who counts for neither side. 12 of 23. Which is a majority, Pizza. If Niklas joins you it's not even in question.

Leaving white_eyes and bsmith out in the cold, not yet Made. Leaving the doctors out in the cold, promised their five protections and most of them not there yet I expect. Leaving Ironside out in the cold, maybe.

It's not a matter of expecting to win this vote. It's a matter of recognizing the reality and not getting to the lynch, having cheerily voted for scottishranger, only to go what just happened? I lost? But Pizza promised me one more night! Been there, done that, got the scars, want to spare those guys the false hope. Want them to recognize they have been had, and vote accordingly.

And maybe just a tiny, TINY bit, of thinking it would be amusing if a few of your less secure family members (A DOZEN of them, really, Pizza? Tempted to bring out some of your comments about needing blood and it should go down to only five or so deserving survivors right about now, except since you're the Don you're kind of out of options in that regard) got ambitious at the opportunity and jumped ship. Because that would be really funny. It won't happen, but it'd be funny.

[Renata]

Renata, we told you this was going to happen.

Yes you did, and I'm sure you're proud of that.

[classical_hero]

Sasaki, why did you refuse to be even a halfway honest ally for the Corleones? I was DYING to make a first strike that would mean something to the balance of power -- I was all but begging for it -- but the way you chose to go about dealing with me only ensured that we both lost.

Diana, if you really wanted my cooperation you shouldn't have a) lied to me in your very offer and b) phrased it as essentially "the Stracchi will win and you can come along for the ride". That's what killed it even more than any consideration of timing, even if the offer really should have come sooner. Due to the lie about the Don vote, even now I'm doubting you were really sincere.What lie about the Don vote? That did not happen as wishes due to people not communicating properly. We had a QT for the Stracchi and yet it was relatively quiet, so when it was time to vote for Diana as the new boss, it did not pass due to everyone not knowing about the vote. I think Double A did not know and thus he did onot vote and I think that is why the vote did not go through, since not everyone in our team voted for the vote, unless someone did vote against it. Anyway, we have to move on from this.

select:ATPG

[Askthepizzaguy]

Poor blue people.

So you have ten. Chaotix and Double A at a minimum, today, will make 12, of a total of 24 with scottishranger dead

You say "today" but it wouldn't take effect until tomorrow anyway. Tonight is when they do a successful hit, and then the effect of being part of the family begins at the start of Day 20, where the Clemenza would have the outright majority.


And there's a few players in there (TLD for one, for CERTAIN) ,who counts for neither side. 12 of 23. Which is a majority, Pizza. If Niklas joins you it's not even in question.

Actually, in this instance, neutrals and third parties count with the "other", which includes townies and non-Clemenza mafia.


Leaving white_eyes and bsmith out in the cold, not yet Made. Leaving the doctors out in the cold, promised their five protections and most of them not there yet I expect. Leaving Ironside out in the cold, maybe.

2 of the doctors already have their five protections, and others are close. Not sure how close. But close defeat plus survival is still a draw, even without all 5, and a chance to protect tonight is better than none. W_E and BSmith have no alternative but to do a second sanctioned hit tonight. Their kill on Gamez worked last night, so this would be the second one I sanctioned.


And maybe just a tiny, TINY bit, of thinking it would be amusing if a few of your less secure family members got ambitious at the opportunity and jumped ship. Because that would be really funny. It won't happen, but it'd be funny.

Jumped ship right onto the sharp rocks. This is the seductress I'm warning you guys about. Sneaky sneaky.


(A DOZEN of them, really, Pizza? Tempted to bring out some of your comments about needing blood and it should go down to only five or so deserving survivors right about now, except since you're the Don you're kind of out of options in that regard)

There's been a lot of blood already and there's yet more to come. I am surprised the rogues/Corleones didn't strike at the Clemenza in the past several nights. Didn't anticipate this many survivors. I'm not complaining, it means we can still take losses, to no ill effect.

[Renata]

Really? Who's going to die?

Wiseguys should take your word and join you. Unaligned should take your word and join you. Doctors are just supposed to circle protect you say, so they won't die (unless you use roleblocks). Ironside's supposed to trust you won't kill him and ruin his win. Who's left? A half dozen hits on TLD?

Who are you supposed to take losses *from*, for that matter? Even the serial killer's just one guy. You're just making this up as you go along, aren't you?

Fact is it's only your word that joining doesn't take effect until tomorrow after a hit has been done for you tonight; and in fact it contradicts everythign else in the game.

@ CH -- the lie I'm referrign to is Diana tellling me that *if* I agreed wtih her plan, *then* she would go ahead and ask for support as Donna; in fact she would have had to have done it already, because Pizza had already told me how it works, that it's immediate. It rang alarm bells of insincerity, that she'd lie about something that basic while asking for an alliance.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Really? Who's going to die?

Wiseguys should take your word and join you. Unaligned should take your word and join you. Doctors are just supposed to circle protect you say, so they won't die (unless you use roleblocks). .......Who's left? A half dozen hits on TLD?

You do realize of course that this is a plausible course of action? I don't need kills at this point at all, besides one to switch the alignments of 3-4 players. If several peeps hit the same person they still get credit.

All the other kills can fail utterly and it's still a win.


Who are you supposed to take losses *from*, for that matter? Even the serial killer's just one guy. You're just making this up as you go along, aren't you?

The best plan is the one that is not set in stone. That's why I prepare something for each contingency. Nothing goes according to plan unless the plan changes according to how things go.

This is why Secura is dead, only one rogue and SK remain, Scotty and yourself are injured, and no one else is capable of doing hits without a Don except for perhaps the group of wiseguys. I'd still rather not lose 4 people for no reason.


Fact is it's only your word that joining doesn't take effect until tomorrow after a hit has been done for you tonight; and in fact it contradicts everythign else in the game.

Well, unless they can PM GH and say "I'm Clemenza now, and take Askthepizzaguy as my lawfully wedded Godfather" and have that work, they can't become Clemenza today.

Next, they're still whatever alignment they are going into the night phase. The night phase ends with their hits going through. If successful that switches their alignment in time for Day 20.

My word isn't needed here, just a careful reading of the flow of events.

[Renata]

All I can verify for myself is that Don votes take place during the day, because I asked once you told me about it. And that's an alignment change, from a member of a family to unaligned (if it fails) -- mid-day-phase, potentially. A few family could also be formed, the same day. You also told me that. Yet somehow Niklas and Chaotix and Double A, all currently unaligned, have to first do a sanctioned kill for you and then also wait until morning, before they can change their alignment.

That's one option.

The other is: Pizza doesn't want the abandoned townies to know that they are abandoned townies, because if teh majority does not eventuate today (Double A never turns up; Niklas says heck no; Chaotix is actually the serial killer, whatever), you don't want them making things nasty for you tonight.

[Beskar]

I was never a threat to anyone except the serial killer, so unless that is you.. Would be the third accusation of that, but no, it isn't me. All my night actions are accounted for. I wish I was a serial killer though, I play a Lone Wolf far better since no one trusts me (even though I would be the best person to trust) to work with me. :sad:

[Krill]

select: ATPG
vote: scottishranger

[Death is yonder]

After the Stracchi first-strike against us a few nights back, we were told, mid-retaliation-planning, that all the town doctors, and all the town rogues, would be used against us in addition to the mafia rivals themselves. Though that was surely partly a bluff, last night's outcome (we asked for some doctor help; didn't get it, if that fake chatlog played a role DiY I am VERY disappointed in you. Otherwise, carry on with your bad self) showed that it wasn't entirely one. Even calling in every card we had (and we had a few) we could never have cracked something like that in any meaningful way. The townie collaboration didn't just make a counter-attack hard or unlikely to succeed; it made it useless. Not even worth the lulz.

Well so sorry for trying to be me and hoping that there's actually someone in this place who can be honest and just tell me upfront to my face that he's going to shoot me the next night :shrug: so shoot me for being naive :bow:

Vote: Tiaexz

So be it.

[Death is yonder]

Vote: Tiaexz

Edited vote post, so I'm putting my vote in a separate post.

[Renata]

:bow:

There won't be 20 winners in this game.

[Chaotix]

Vote: scottishranger

Sorry, old friend. It's just not going to work out between us any longer.

[Askthepizzaguy]

For those of you thinking the endgame lacked drama, because all you're seeing is this thread, better stay in your seats until you read these Corleone quicktopics.

Good god, this is riveting. I mean, I was there and I know most of it, but it's still quite gripping. You folks who had no idea what was happening need to pick up a copy of these. There's a bunch of them and they show you all the various layers of the game that were completely invisible to the surface-dwellers.

[GamezRule]

The endgame lacked drama for me because any Corleone QT's I knew of sorta died and we sat and did nothing last night.

[Askthepizzaguy]

The endgame lacked drama for me because any Corleone QT's I knew of sorta died and we sat and did nothing last night.

Ask Renata to give you the copies of the QTs you never saw.

I wasn't bull spitting you in the 3 Don QT, they were plotting your downfall the entire time. Two of the folks who killed you were your own wiseguys, btw.


Actually, I can give them to you if you ask me nicely. :yes:

[GamezRule]

I'm not in the mood to ask nicely. Just do it. ;)

Which Don was fooled enough by you to give you the 3 Don QT, anyway?

[Askthepizzaguy]

I'm not in the mood to ask nicely. Just do it. ;)

Which Don was fooled enough by you to give you the 3 Don QT, anyway?

Fyremarble was always my bosom buddy. Right up until the point where I needed to have her killed off so I could snag her Stracchi mades.

Given she's my friend IRL that was particularly painful for me, but a legitimate move I needed to make in this game. She also went inactive around that time which made things a lot easier for me.

And giving me orders now? Ooh baby, I kinda like this new dominant side of you. Rowr. Here they come.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Now, was Askthepizzaguy telling the truth or not? Renata wanted you dead, so did the rest of them.

I obviously wasn't your ally either, but at least I told you you were going to die, so you could be at peace with it/get a little revenge against your so-called allies.

Sorry to see you never took me up on that offer. I could have given you the chatlogs but I felt that if you couldn't see it coming without the absolute proof, you deserved to die.

[Populus Romanus]

In Capo II some players escaped to Cuba.

I think that would come in handy right now.

[Double A]

All I can verify for myself is that Don votes take place during the day, because I asked once you told me about it. And that's an alignment change, from a member of a family to unaligned (if it fails) -- mid-day-phase, potentially. A few family could also be formed, the same day. You also told me that. Yet somehow Niklas and Chaotix and Double A, all currently unaligned, have to first do a sanctioned kill for you and then also wait until morning, before they can change their alignment.

That's one option.

The other is: Pizza doesn't want the abandoned townies to know that they are abandoned townies, because if teh majority does not eventuate today (Double A never turns up; Niklas says heck no; Chaotix is actually the serial killer, whatever), you don't want them making things nasty for you tonight.

I tried killing SR last night and I already voted for him (https://forums.totalwar.org/vb/showthread.php?137953-Capo-di-Tutti-Capi-IV-In-Play&p=2053398713&viewfull=1#post2053398713) today. I'm pretty sure that counts as "turning up."

[classical_hero]

@ CH -- the lie I'm referrign to is Diana tellling me that *if* I agreed wtih her plan, *then* she would go ahead and ask for support as Donna; in fact she would have had to have done it already, because Pizza had already told me how it works, that it's immediate. It rang alarm bells of insincerity, that she'd lie about something that basic while asking for an alliance.But that is not a lie, since there was a vote for a new Don in our family, it just that it wasn't unanimous, since I don't think everyone knew about the vote at the time that is why I think it failed, unless someone did vote no.

[Ironside]

Vote: Tiaexz

I do not approve of the kill of Secura. ~:pissed:

[Renata]

I was always more loyal to the Corleones as a family than I was to Gamez personally. Obviously at the moment I wish that wasn't true, as my loyalties were used against me.

You like the QTs, eh Pizza? Too bad I got owned so bad at the end.

[Renata]

Now, was Askthepizzaguy telling the truth or not? Renata wanted you dead, so did the rest of them.

I obviously wasn't your ally either, but at least I told you you were going to die, so you could be at peace with it/get a little revenge against your so-called allies. so you would give up sanctioning the wiseguy hits in despair and Pizza could step in as their savior.

Sorry to see you never took me up on that offer. I could have given you the chatlogs but I felt that if you couldn't see it coming without the absolute proof, you deserved to die.

Fixed that for you.

Bizarrely that's one of the things I never did suspect you of; I thought it was coming from Beskar.

[classical_hero]

I want to see what happens in case of a tie for the Director. It might be interesting. unselect; select:Tiaexz

[GamezRule]

I was always more loyal to the Corleones as a family than I was to Gamez personally. Obviously at the moment I wish that wasn't true, as my loyalties were used against me.

You like the QTs, eh Pizza? Too bad I got owned so bad at the end.

Yeah, killing the Don of a family is generally bad for said family. Especially at this point in the game.

@Pizza: I've seen too many forgeries in my day. (glares at Double A)

[GeneralHankerchief]

ATTENTION: I'm going to have extremely limited internet access until Monday night Eastern. Please keep this in mind when PMing me regarding administrative issues.

[Diana Abnoba]

@ Renata

I never lied to you, we had to do a vote, some didn't know about it even though I put it in our QT, so not a unanimous vote. If you had agreed I would have gone to the family members that did vote for me and start a new family (and told them about my plans to invite your family also, and take down Pizza), then you could have joined my NEW family and we could have taken down Pizza and won together. I offered you, just what Pizza did, but it was a real offer. But when you refused and I found that this process would take a few rounds (the Don vote twice and the sanctioned hits...), and then Pizza had accelerated his plans, there was simply not enough time. We may have had a chance though, but since you said no, I went to plan B and made sure my family would join Pizza's new family and still win. Sure it would have been epic to take down Pizza and be the new Capo, but my pride is not that fragile, and my family ties to strong, not to just make sure that we were on the winning family in the end. So we did sanctioned hits for our new Don that night. About making a move before, you guys were against us then and it seemed to me that most in my family were very loyal to our Donna, she had to go before I could make that move, and Pizza I'm sure knew that too. This game is all in the timing. Maybe next time my friend. :bow:


@ the wiseguys I sent the invite to my family; Niklas, white_eyes, BSmith...

Maybe you should have giving my invite a little more attention, huh. :yes: Maybe even joined me then, would have made sure you guys were Mades now and on the winning team.


@ Sturmhauke

No sorry my friend was already on my way to becoming Made of the Stracchi family, was a spy from the start. Actually I decided to go mafia from the start of this game.

[Diana Abnoba]

I'm not in the mood to ask nicely. Just do it. ;)

Which Don was fooled enough by you to give you the 3 Don QT, anyway?


Fyremarble was always my bosom buddy. Right up until the point where I needed to have her killed off so I could snag her Stracchi mades.

Given she's my friend IRL that was particularly painful for me, but a legitimate move I needed to make in this game. She also went inactive around that time which made things a lot easier for me.

And giving me orders now? Ooh baby, I kinda like this new dominant side of you. Rowr. Here they come.



Yeah, this really pissed me off. I was the one that told her to make the QT between the 3 Don/Donna and NOT give it to Pizza, also told her not to tell Pizza some of our orders at night, but she did. Very hard to work against Pizza with our Donna just giving away stuff like that.

Yeah it is hard to work against players you know, I like fyremarble, and as you guys know I personally know Pizza very well. I went back and forth many time this game. I always feel bad when I have to betray a friend in these games, but that is mafia, and especially Capo.

[GamezRule]

I decided to go inactive from the start of the game, then I read my role PM. Also, I made the three Don QT.

In regards to wanting to off Pizza, I wanted to see him dead from about Night 3.

[Diana Abnoba]

Great minds think together :bow:

I guess she didn't jump on doing that right away.

[Diana Abnoba]

@ gamezRule

Maybe I should have contacted you early in the game, huh. :laugh4:

[Beskar]

I am sad that you didn't try to recruit me, Diana. :cry:

[DaveShack]

Select: ATPG
Vote: Scottishranger

[classical_hero]

I am sad that you didn't try to recruit me, Diana. :cry:And thus her chance of victory ended for herself.

[Diana Abnoba]

Oh Tiaexz, you were already in my family, if I could have made my own new family in time, you would have of course come with me. I wanted all of my family to come with me, but that dang timing issue, what a shame. But we all are in the winning family together, with Pizza, so not a bad ending anyway.

[Diana Abnoba]

And thus her chance of victory ended for herself.


Oh dang, snap :laugh4:

[Askthepizzaguy]

You guys were probably waiting on me; I had to go do my shift and now I'll begin the writeup.

Host may/may not be around afterward to post it. They only read my PM about 3 hours ago.

BRB


Can anyone do a complete tally in the meantime? PLZ

[guiri]

Unofficial Vote Count:
ScottishRanger (10): DoubleA, SisterCoyote, Jarema, HeroDiClassico, DianaAbnoba, Tiaexz, XehhII, Krill, Chaotix, Daveshack
Tiaexz (2): DeathIsYonder, Ironside

Not voting (10): (AskThePizzaGuy), Autolycus, Beefy, BSmith, LazyMcCrow, Neri, Nightbringer, Niklas, O!TheLastDays!, (Renata,) (scottishranger,) Seon, White_eyes

Director Selection:
AskThePizzaGuy (3): AskThePizzaGuy, Krill, Daveshack
Tiaexz (2): Tiaexz, HeroDiClassico

Go Town!!!!!

[LazyMcCrow]

I'll give Tiaexz a go. Select: Tiaexz vote: abstain

[Askthepizzaguy]

I'll give Tiaexz a go. Select: Tiaexz vote: abstain

Phase ends:
11/19/2011 7:00 PM EST

Round was definitely over a while ago. :laugh4: But nice try.



EDIT: Writeup complete.

[TheLastDays]

Er... still here, I guess.

[seireikhaan]

Please send your orders to Issaikhaan ONLY. Do not send them to GH.

"The line, it is drawn, the curse, it is cast
The slow one now, will later be fast
As the present now, will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'
And the first one now, will later be last
For the times, they are a-changin'."
...Bob Dylan


8:57PM, Wednesday, 14 November 1951
Mercy Hospital
Fatlington, New Jersey



Scottishranger lay in his bed in Mercy hospital recuperating. Being shot is not very fun at all. Sometimes the reality of something is far less romantic than it would appear to be in fiction. The constant, aching pain, the blood loss leading to feeling tired all the time. All Scottishranger wanted to do was rest, and given the state he was in, that's all he could do. And so he dreamed.....

He saw....

He felt...

The pain and suffering were gone. The dark cloud over Fatlington had gone away, and with it, the war between the Families. Somehow, he had endured it all and lived to see that glorious day. Although it would still be some time before law and order were re-established, the bloodshed between gangsters had ceased, and the remaining law-abiding citizens had accepted one Family's control over the city. As such, the survivors were one happy community. Murders dropped to their lowest rate in decades. All the low-life bums that would have committed petty crimes were either dead or no longer dared to show their faces. The cops weren't harassing anyone, they had all retired or died. The government was ruled by the Family, and business was good.

And Scottishranger was at the center of it all. Yes.... he had power. Wealth. Women. He never needed to carry a gun, because he always had men watching his back.

This was the life. And it seemed so real.... it felt as though he had been here before. It was so familiar.

As he sat in his favorite restaurant, eating a dish of authentic Italian pasta primaverra, sipping the finest wine they had. He was flanked by two beautiful girls, one on each arm, as they fed him his pasta one forkful at a time. They admired a man of his stature.... they craved a man with power. And power is what he had in spades. He was the king who had stolen their hearts. Rather fitting, then, that he still carried with him his signature card. It always brought him good fortune. The waiter walking by their table looked familiar. He was pushing a cart with dishes and cutlery on it, heading back to the kitchen, when he started taking away some of Scottishranger's used dishes. He reached for the plate of pasta, but Scottishranger said he wasn't quite done with it. "You're not done with it? It looks like you are, to me...." said the waiter, coldly. He went back to pushing his cart. Scottishranger went back to enjoying his lovely companions.

Only minutes later did the waiter return, this time wielding a single piece of cutlery. A red knife, taken from its silver case. The killer wasted no time, stabbing the knife deep into Scottishranger's neck, and dragging it clear to the other side, giving the most powerful gangster in all of Fatlington a second smile. The pain was unbearable, and the wound caused Scottishranger to choke on his own blood, which he coughed up all over the table. The ladies fled the scene in horror, screaming bloody murder.

"I see you're finished. I think I'll take that plate now...."


Scottishranger woke up.

"Oh good, you're awake. Let me just take your plate, Mister Scottishranger. You ate all your steamed broccoli, good job!" said the nurse. Scottishranger was still feeling quite unsettled by the dream. But it was all just a dream. "You have a visitor. He's been waiting for you to wake up for the past several hours." Who could be visiting Scotty at this time of night? Weren't visiting hours over? It didn't matter, Scottishranger wasn't in the mood for company. Especially when he saw who it was... a man in a white suit, red tie, and white fedora, holding a long box with wrapping paper and a bow.

"Good evening, my friend. Word travels fast in this town. I understand you got shot up pretty badly. I wanted to see how you were recuperating." said Askthepizzaguy.

Scottishranger immediately tried to get out of bed, but he was held in place by some kind of restraints, obviously meant to keep him from re-opening his rather severe wounds. "Woah, woah, woah, easy.... just relax. I want to have a talk with you, Mister Ranger." said Pizza. "I never got a chance to sit down with you, man-to-man, and talk business. As you know, business in this town is very good. And men like you are a large part of the reason why that is so. I admire you, Scottishranger. I've seen what you're capable of, and I've heard tales about you. Tales I didn't believe at first but they are all true. I understand you, my friend. I understand your reasoning, I respect your skill, and I admire your ambition. Is it true that you once held this entire city in your iron grip? Isn't it true that you were close to having both the Corleone and Pentangeli families answering to you? Or are these merely rumors?"

Scottishranger looked around for the button to call the nurse, but it was not forthcoming. "I can tell you with all sincerity, I am impressed by you. It is a shame we did not have a chance to collaborate on some new and risky enterprise. I had my thing, you had yours. But if it means anything to you, you're just as capable of running this town as anyone. And nobody should question that now, or ever."

Askthepizzaguy took a deep breath.

"If I had my way, I'd ask you to come work for me. And I have before, you know this. But things didn't turn out that way, which is a real shame. But there are no hard feelings. It's all just part of the business. Some guys don't want to work for anyone but themselves. And I understand and respect that sentiment."

Scottishranger began to relax.

"Ordinarily, I'd wish you a speedy recovery and be on my way, but I brought you something, that I really want you to have. A gift, to make amends for the blood that has been spilled. And a very sincere message of respect." Askthepizzaguy stood up, and opened up the gift box. Inside was a very sleek, very handsome looking white umbrella. Askthepizzaguy lifted the umbrella out of the box so Scottishranger could get a good look at it. When he saw what it was, his eyes widened in horror.

"Clemenza sends his kind regards" said Askthepizzaguy, as he impaled Scottishranger completely through the neck.

The amount of blood was extraordinary. The once-white umbrella, the suit, and most of the fedora, were stained a very deep shade of blood red. The pulsing of Scottishranger's still-beating heart made his neck spray like a lawn sprinkler. Askthepizzaguy didn't even bother wiping the blood from his face, as he watched Scottishranger violently convulse. He just kept pushing the umbrella deeper and deeper, with a blank expression on his face. The darkness came quickly, and was much welcomed. Askthepizzaguy left the umbrella where it was, and reached into his coat pocket. He withdrew a large Italian flag, and cleaned himself off with it. Then, he draped it with care over the deceased, and picked up a King of Hearts playing card from the nearby table. He placed the card in his pocket as a souvenir, and walked out of Mercy Hospital in silence.


OOC

Night nineteen orders are due:



Please send your orders to Issaikhaan ONLY. Do not send them to GH.

ScottishRanger (10): DoubleA, SisterCoyote, Jarema, HeroDiClassico, DianaAbnoba, Tiaexz, XehhII, Krill, Chaotix, Daveshack

Tiaexz (2): DeathIsYonder, Ironside

[Krill]

Unofficial Vote Count:

Director Selection:
AskThePizzaGuy (3): AskThePizzaGuy, Krill, Daveshack
Tiaexz (2): Tiaexz, HeroDiClassico

Go Town!!!!!

Pretty sure DS voted after the cut off as well, so it's a tie between Tiaexz and ATPG.

[Askthepizzaguy]

A tied vote? Gosh, if we only had some sort of selected position that decides what to do in the event of a tie. :beam:

[Ishmael]

That method of execution was very inconsiderate of you ATPG - think of the poor hospital staff that will have to clean up your mess! :beam:

[scottishranger]

Ah I could have died in a more.... tasteful way:clown:. But alas I suppose the condemned do not exactly get to choose their method of passing.

Bravo Pizza. You deserve it.

[Renata]

@ Renata

I never lied to you, we had to do a vote, some didn't know about it even though I put it in our QT, so not a unanimous vote. If you had agreed I would have gone to the family members that did vote for me and start a new family (and told them about my plans to invite your family also, and take down Pizza), then you could have joined my NEW family and we could have taken down Pizza and won together. I offered you, just what Pizza did, but it was a real offer. But when you refused and I found that this process would take a few rounds (the Don vote twice and the sanctioned hits...), and then Pizza had accelerated his plans, there was simply not enough time. We may have had a chance though, but since you said no, I went to plan B and made sure my family would join Pizza's new family and still win. Sure it would have been epic to take down Pizza and be the new Capo, but my pride is not that fragile, and my family ties to strong, not to just make sure that we were on the winning family in the end. So we did sanctioned hits for our new Don that night. About making a move before, you guys were against us then and it seemed to me that most in my family were very loyal to our Donna, she had to go before I could make that move, and Pizza I'm sure knew that too. This game is all in the timing. Maybe next time my friend. :bow:

:bow: to you too. I misunderstood, then. I wonder why you didn't just tell me Pizza was going to take us out. I think I would have had no choice but to believe it. Ironically that's a big part of why I went along with Pizza as well -- wanting my teammates to win.

The timing in this game was against the Corleone pretty much every time. When you attacked us the first time, I just didn't feel ready yet in trying to replace the losses (and "losses" of Sasaki, GE and scotty -- we had to wait for too many promotions. One more night and it's a whole different ball game. SK and solo Don deaths as well -- we got hit three times by those with Raskolnikov, Frozen and GE.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Ah I could have died in a more.... tasteful way:clown:.

The alternative I came up with was wheeling your bed out of the hospital and tying it to the back of my limo, and going for a wild ride on the highway. Hold on tight, my friend....



Oops, the bed overturned. You think the road rash will be noticeable?

[Double A]

You should try shaving half his head.

I'm not talking about hair.

[scottishranger]

The alternative I came up with was wheeling your bed out of the hospital and tying it to the back of my limo, and going for a wild ride on the highway. Hold on tight, my friend....



Oops, the bed overturned. You think the road rash will be noticeable?

Lolzzz Ok I can deal with that haha

[Sigurd]

This game makes me sad... Where are the true mafia secrecy? you have turned this into a mockery of a game. This will be a lesson for all of those who gave away information freely and willingly. I am glad you don't work in RL intelligence. *shakes head*

[scottishranger]

This game makes me sad... Where are the true mafia secrecy? you have turned this into a mockery of a game. This will be a lesson for all of those who gave away information freely and willingly. I am glad you don't work in RL intelligence. *shakes head*

I think people will learn after this game not to just rely on one man to do all the work for them. Pizza just saw the opportunity and took it. In his place I would have done the same thing.

Hopefully this will not happen in the future though. I know I wont participate at least

[Montmorency]

Isn't it what each of us dreams of? One moment of glory at the expense of almost everyone else?

Let him have it this time.

Fool me once...

[Frozen In Ice]

SK and solo Don deaths as well -- we got hit three times by those with Raskolnikov, Frozen and GE.

So I was being recruited by the Corleones? I didn't even know.

[GamezRule]

Neither did I. :P

[Askthepizzaguy]

This will be a lesson for all of those who gave away information freely and willingly. I am glad you don't work in RL intelligence. *shakes head*


I think people will learn after this game not to just rely on one man to do all the work for them. Pizza just saw the opportunity and took it. In his place I would have done the same thing.


Before you judge them too harshly, let me say some things for the record.

I approached many people and revealed I was a wiseguy; I also personally attempted to recruit half the people in this game before anyone even tried to blow my pro-town cover. Many of the folks I recruited into families either ended up on the winning family (which sort of puts a damper on your "lesson learned" moral of the story doesn't it) or ended up in a family which I promised I'd join later. Thing was, I hadn't joined the Stracchi, Cunio, or Corleone before a good portion of the people who would end up in those families were already a part of it. They must have believed I'd join them. And, since the Cunio-Stracchi ended up uniting at the end, I kept roughly 2/3rds of my word.

The parts which were a mistake was having the Dons reveal to me. Gnarly and fyremarble made an error in so doing. However, this is their first game on this site, first game ever for fyremarble. They also ended up in a much stronger position because of it, and united together in alliance. If they had killed me off, they would have been just peachy. All the benefit, none of the risk.

Another mistake was the pro-town faction relying on a leader that was directly involved in everyone's business. That means if I go mafia I have all inside information. Same is true for the mafia, who at least recognized the danger I posed and tried to have me killed off at various times (see Corleone quicktopic). If someone recruited and trained people then they know exactly what their vulnerabilities are. If people had done it all independently, without my help (which they tried to do on occasion, with hit and miss for success) then I would not have had any leverage over them. That said, I don't think a Capo game ever had so many Doctors, Rogue Detectives, and other power roles alive and working for the town at any given time as they did with my assistance. I don't even know how many doctors and surgeons and rogues this game ended up with. Had I been on the town side, we could have crushed the mafia with a force like that. And at the time I was still a wiseguy so that could have been my path. I didn't need to know who the Dons were, I still could have brought down every family with 7-8 doctors and 6 rogue detectives. I had less than that in Capo III and still managed.

Through the pro-town organization, enough firepower was created that any path I chose would have been devastating for the opposing side. Through the pro-mafia organization, I was able to accomplish the exact same thing.

The tipping point was which faction I chose to favor. If I had wanted to go townie, like I did in the previous game, I'd have had even more firepower than before, by a longshot. And all of them would have been incorruptible. If I wanted to go mafia, and I did, that meant I had to destroy the army I helped the town create, and I also had to deal with factional warfare, treachery, and ambition. For me, it was more interesting to go mafia.

The big mistake certain folks made was not knowing when to say good-night and leave me in the dust. Through organization they became very powerful, but they didn't know when to say when and try to make it to the endgame on their own.

Dead men tell no lies, and they don't try to become Capo either.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Lets not get into the endgame commentary yet, though. Game isn't over and I hear there may be trouble ahead for a certain asktheClemenza guy, possibly. Not that I wasn't always prepared for that.

I'd like to avoid some of the premature harsh judgments of folks. Wait until you see the quicktopics and wait until I do my reveals at the end as well, before you render your verdict on stuff. Otherwise you're only getting half the picture.

[Sigurd]

The tipping point was which faction I chose to favor. If I had wanted to go townie, like I did in the previous game, I'd have had even more firepower than before, by a longshot. And all of them would have been incorruptible. If I wanted to go mafia, and I did, that meant I had to destroy the army I helped the town create, and I also had to deal with factional warfare, treachery, and ambition. For me, it was more interesting to go mafia.

The big mistake certain folks made was not knowing when to say good-night and leave me in the dust. Through organization they became very powerful, but they didn't know when to say when and try to make it to the endgame on their own.

Dead men tell no lies, and they don't try to become Capo either.

First off... I was trolling. :sneaky:
And you could turn townie? As you weren't the special representative from the Mafia council? Now... who then are?

Mafia working together sounds good on the paper, but it is a catch 22. You willingly place your head on the executioner's block, thinking you can draw your head back just in time to save your neck. That might work... but 4 in 5 will loose it. With those odds the smart thing would be to not cooperate.
However.. this is the double catch 22. In Capo, you can't win without some cooperation. Damned if you do and damned if you don't. It's the nature of this game to be totally screwed from the outset if you are Mafia leadership.
Every townie/made wants the top position of Capo de Tutti Capi and will sell their mother for it. Starting out as townie, the road to Don is very long. When I found out how much wise-guys knew about the mafia organizations, I banged my head in my desk. I only hope it was deliberate... for the peace of my mind. Some sneaky bastard will take the Capo victory and the information sharing was by design... I shall applaud if this is the case.

[Askthepizzaguy]

First off... I was trolling. :sneaky:
And you could turn townie? As you weren't the special representative from the Mafia council?

I was lying lying lying lying lying la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lalalalalaaaaaaaa....... LY-ING!!!!

Lies make the world go round. YAY! :beam:

[Renata]

So I was being recruited by the Corleones? I didn't even know.

Yeah, by Winston. (Who was our other player killed by the SK, not Raskolnikov. The proto-Pentangelis got him.)

[sturmhauke]

The tipping point was which faction I chose to favor. If I had wanted to go townie, like I did in the previous game, I'd have had even more firepower than before, by a longshot. And all of them would have been incorruptible. If I wanted to go mafia, and I did, that meant I had to destroy the army I helped the town create, and I also had to deal with factional warfare, treachery, and ambition. For me, it was more interesting to go mafia.

If you had gone townie like I thought you were going to, I would have stayed on your side. As it is, I got in way over my head.

[Askthepizzaguy]

If you had gone townie like I thought you were going to, I would have stayed on your side. As it is, I got in way over my head.

I know. There were a lot of folks who thought I was the town's best friend.

But I was an admitted wiseguy with an admittedly neutral plan to help both sides. Which meant I was also openly doing favors for the mafia by turning folks into wiseguys.

I probably should have been lynched by round 3 or so. I am not sure why town put up with that.

[Ishmael]

ATPG, would you happen to know Visorslash's motivation in giving you our QT?

[gibsonsg91921]

Did I win?

[Askthepizzaguy]

ATPG, would you happen to know Visorslash's motivation in giving you our QT?

Absolutely. :yes:

You see, he was one of my "apprentices" who I had selected before we got our role PMs to become Capo di Tutti Capi. The idea was, I would use all my influence to get someone of my choice into the position of Capo by the end of the game, not myself because folks were expecting that, but someone.

That plan failed for numerous reasons.... most folks I picked ended up being commie leader, surgeon, rogue detective.... etc... died off or were politically not viable due to not being a Made Gangster for long enough to contribute to a family such that they'd follow such a person as Don.

So I failed in that plan.

However, the communist win condition seemed compatible with the mafia win condition so we formed an alliance. That alliance would have held, and I wouldn't have needed the pro-town doctors, if Visorslash had remained alive.

His death led to the communists not wanting to work directly with me, and soon enough they were not feeding me the whole story, and I assumed they were a threat. Hidden loyalties not to the mafia but to a cult made you guys dangerous. You could have sided with the town, so I had to divide and conquer. One of you had to go and the town doctors were not only more loyal, more useful, and more effective, but harder to kill.

The choice was clear. Only enough room in this town for the one of us.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Did I win?

Well, it was a bumpy ride, but I think you're about to become the Don of Dons. Congratulations.

[Diana Abnoba]

:bow: to you too. I misunderstood, then. I wonder why you didn't just tell me Pizza was going to take us out. I think I would have had no choice but to believe it. Ironically that's a big part of why I went along with Pizza as well -- wanting my teammates to win....

I didn't know Pizza was going to take you guys out. But I suspected (as I always do) that he could have back stabbed us at anytime. Come on he's Pizza, he always has something up his sleeve. Thought we were keeping to the original plan, of joining some of all our families. Then that night, when I did my first sanctioned hit, so I could join his family, I didn't have a say on who he sanctioned, it was his family and he was the Don, not me. Technically wasn't part of his family yet, until after the sanctioned hit.

[Ishmael]

Fair enough. Things were always a bit difficult for us, due to the fact that nobody seemed to be susceptible to recruitment, coupled with our cell leader Clitsome being inactive for quite a while (so we really couldn't do anything). I do find it amusing though that during the whole witch-hunt over Earthling (I think) using the 'code word' Wobbly, nobody publicly picked up on Visorslash and TLD exchanging code words in-thread.

[Montmorency]

Hey, Pizza-buddy, can I please get a comprehensive list of all those pseudo-town hotlines (emails) that you've received? I want to recruit all the other mafiosi to my family. As Don of this Mafia mega-collective I will eliminate all neutrals and enslave the town.!...

Heheh, how prescient.


I am not sure why town put up with that.


You don't die, maybe you take a leap of faith. You want us working on the same side, knowingly, for once?


Ah, but you're supposed to be neutral. Or are you? :wiseguy:



And I'm willing to accept that you stay townie, provided you keep quiet about my offer. This is an offer you CAN refuse.

Later, when the mafia are winning, I will be making "last call" offers. Those will be join or die offers. This is not one of those.

You keep this under wraps, I'll assume you will shush and we will be allied, but not aligned. Okay?

You never answered that question, I notice. Complacency is the worst. :disappointed:

[TheLastDays]

Motherland!

[Krill]

Night ended now?

[GamezRule]

2 things:

Pizza, it was pretty much only me who wanted to kill you. Nobody else would go for it.

Ironically, this is my first ever game on this site that I actually played through.