Three Wolf Moon [Concluded]

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A tale of three wolves, a moon, and 100% cotton

In this world, there exist many things which are powerful. Rich, old, white people. Breasts. Hypnotoad.

But none are as powerful as the Three Wolf Moon t-shirt.

Many have tried to bear the power of the shirt.

Some have wielded it successfully.

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This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that's when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to 'howl at the moon' from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called meth. I told them no, because they didn't have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn't settle for the first thing that comes to him.

I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt.

Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women
Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the 'guns'), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark.

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Others have had disastrous results.

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The effect that this t-shirt has on women is pretty impressive. Unfortunately its natural healing powers reversed my vasectomy and I impregnated nine women in two weeks before I realized. They all had twin boys. Now I have 18 sons and spend most of my money on child support and condoms.

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And a few have been largely unaffected by the mysterious powers of the shirt.

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Unfortunately I already had this exact picture tattooed on my chest, but this shirt is very useful in colder weather.

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Will you be able to successfully utilize the shirt's powers? There's only one way to find out.

All reviews are from Amazon.com.

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In a nutshell, this game will be completely vanilla, with a few caveats. All characters will start off the game completely vanilla -- all townies and mafiosos alike will be basic. There will be one item up for vote each day, beginning Day 1 -- the Three Wolf Moon Shirt. Whoever receives the most votes (in Vote: Zack format) will receive the shirt. Ties will result in a coin flip on random.org.

The shirt grants the wearer the ability to perform an alignment scan on a player of their choosing. Use of this ability is mandatory if you are in possession of the shirt. If you don't send in an order, I will random.org it. The scan result will be made known publicly in the update.

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Originally Posted by Subotan

What happens if the mafia get the wolf shirt?

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:evilgrin:

Due to the overwhelming power of the shirt, no player is allowed to be in possession of the shirt for more than one night, unless all other living players have possessed the shirt. The shirt will be placed for vote at the start of each Day phase.

Other stuff:

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

1. All phases will be 24 hours long.
2. Tied votes result in No Lynch.
3. No Lynch and Abstain are allowed.
4. No out of thread communication, unless specifically sanctioned by me.
5. No alignment reveal after death.
6. Deceased players may not reveal any information that is not available in thread, but are allowed to contribute to discussion as much as they like.

All other standard rules apply.

PLAYERS:

[17/17]

1. Montmorency
2. johnhughthom
3. Tratorix
4. Populus Romanus
5. Memnon
6. Yaropolk
7. Seon
8. Double A
9. Believer
10. ELITEKWARMAN8GINGYBREADMENMILK
11. B_Ray
12. bestrfcplayer
13. TheLastDays
14. Seamus Fermanagh
15. Ishmael
16. Johhog
17. Askthepizzaguy


RESERVES:

1. Visorslash
2. Jarema (by PM)

Ok.

Confirmicating.

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

i am howling like a wolf, get it?

I must possess the shirt...INNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

I'm In.

In...so if we find scum, how do we lynch them? Does the shirt tear them apart?

In om nom nom nom nom

In to eat Seon back.

Totally in.

IN!!!!!

I'll do anything for that shirt!!

I'll be in.

Off topic: EARTHQUAKE!!!!

Alright, In, if there's still room.

Sorry, but no. I've just started University.

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Originally Posted by bestrfcplayer

I'll be in.

Off topic: EARTHQUAKE!!!!

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I know right?

In, please.

I can't resist the opening write-up, even if it was mostly real reviews (it's good to see people have a sense of humour). In as well, if it isn't too much bother.

Edit: Although if it's already full, I'll just be a reserve or something.

I have to /in for this.

Game needs more Sasaki Kojiro.

Sign-ups are closed! I'm flattered by how quickly this game filled up.

I'm sending out PMs; the game will start shortly.

Zack walked out of the local Wal-Mart with a confident look in his eyes, plastic shopping bag held firmly in his hand. The bag contained only one item.

As Zack made his way through the parking lot, walking towards his car, he noticed that people were looking at him strangely. Men glared at Zack, their faces clearly displaying their jealousy. Women stared at Zack, intrigued by his charisma. Ignoring the odd reactions of the civilians around him, Zack eventually made his way to his car. He jumped in, throwing the bag in the passenger's seat.

I HAVE to show my seventeen closest friends what's inside that bag, thought Zack. He then proceeded to whip out his cell phone, sending a text to his seventeen dearest comrades:

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party at my place tonight! in like 20 minutes, lol

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Trusting that his friends would show up, Zack put the pedal to the medal, slamming into the car across from him. It's panic alarm went off, and Zack cursed under his breath. He then backed out, and raced away from the scene.

As he was making his way home, Zack couldn't help but look at the plastic bag every thirty or so seconds. What he wanted to do was stop the car in the middle of the highway and don the shirt contained in the bag, but he resisted.

Once he finally arrived at his house, Zack literally ripped the shirt he was currently wearing in half, then tossed it out of the car window and into the bushes. He leaned over to the passenger seat, hastily grabbing the shirt it contained. Zack quickly put the shirt on, a grin spreading across his face. He hopped out of the car, wrangled the house key from out of his jean pocket, and strolled over to his front door. He unlocked the door, then stumbled inside. Something was wrong.

His house was pitch black. Zack couldn't see anything.

Suddenly, the lights burst on, and Zack's seventeen closest friends stood facing Zack.

Zack: "You guys are awesome! Look at this new shir -- Hey, wait a second. How the bananas did you get in my house?"

Just as one of his friends was about to answer the question, the front door shot wide open. A steady stream of women poured into the house, swarming Zack.

Zack: "Oh God no! It's the shirt, it's the shirt!"

Zack was beginning to suffocate from the sheer number of ladies on top of him, leading him out of the door. When Zack had been carried out of the house, in one last final act of heroism, he took off his shirt and threw it back inside the house, then closed it shut. The seventeen confused people inside rushed forward to hold the door, locking it as well.

Zack: "PROTECT THE SHIRT!!! PROTECT IT WITH YOUR LIFE! I paid $15 for that thing!"

The only sounds ever to come from Zack again were bestial screams.

Askthepizzaguy: "So, I guess we're all stuck in Zack's glorious mansion, then?"

johnhughthom: "It would appear so."

Everyone eyed the shirt, which was laying on the ground. A mad scramble ensued.

Everyone: "I WANT THAT SHIRT! GIVE IT TO ME! IT'S MINE!"

After a few minutes, everyone stepped back, bruised and bloody.

Believer: "Let's... Let's just vote on who gets to wear the shirt. A different person can wear it each day."

Double A: "That reminds me. Why did we come to Zack's house at six in the morning, again?"

Nobody could answer.

It is now DAY ONE!

Vote for the lynch in Vote: Zack format, and vote for the shirt in Vote: Zack format. If you wish to change your vote, you must first unvote.

If you haven't received a Role PM as of this point, then you are a vanilla townie.


ALIVE:

[17]

Askthepizzaguy
B_Ray
Believer
bestrfcplayer
Double A
Ishmael
Johhog
johnhughthom
Memnon
Montmorency
Populus Romanus
Seamus Fermanagh
Seon
TheLastDays
Tratorix
Yaropolk
Warman


LYNCHED:

[0]

No one.


KILLED:

[0]

No one.


WEARERS OF THE SHIRT:

[0]

No one.

Day ends in a little over 24 hours.

Self vote the shirt, we can?


Vote: Askthepizzaguy

Spoke first in the opening write up, clearly scum.

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Originally Posted by johnhughthom

Self vote the shirt, we can?

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Of course.

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Spoke first in the opening write up, clearly scum.

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I'm assuming this is a joke, but just to be clear:

No clues are contained in the writeups.

Vote: ATPG

Anyone thought I wasn't a fanboy still? PFT!

Vote: Memnon
Because random said so.

What if the person voted the shirt is lynched?

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Originally Posted by johnhughthom

What if the person voted the shirt is lynched?

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Then the person with the second-most votes will receive the shirt.

Vote:Abstain

Vote:johnhughthom He led me to look at other mafia games, clearly he is the most deserving of the almighty shirt.:yes:

unvote, vote: Believer

I don't care what random.org said, voting newbies is poor form.

Vote: Memnon

Welcome to mafia at the org, only a few of us are as ill-mannered as that Believer chap.