A History of Violence [Concluded]

Hello, and welcome to yet another badly hosted game by yours truly. :tongue:

Rules:

•24 hour days and 24 hour night phases. Phases may be extended if needed and if I require.
•You can contribute after death, can't use private offthread info though, can't PM people, etc.
•You may not post your role PM.
•No screenshots, etc.
•You may talk to players outside the thread.
•You will vote for players you want lynched during the day, using the format, Vote: Visorslash. Votes must be in bold to count. If you wish to unvote, simply: Unvote; Vote: ATPG. You don't need to do a semicolon, I just think it looks nice.
•If you are replaced or WOG killed, please do not post in the thread anymore unless it is an apology. If you are replaced by choice, please don't comment in the game.
•If you think you won't be around during the night phase to give your night action, you can always PM me your night actions in advance.
•Votes that end in a tie, will result in a duel.
•No lynch and Abstain are not allowed.
•Do not edit your posts. If you want to fix a grammar mistake or fix tags, that's fine, but don't alter your content. If you have another thought, just double post.
•Other stuff may happen. Don't be scared.
•Also, there is to be no lurking. If you miss three day phases in a row or 4 in total with any reasonable excuse or informing me why you will be WoG'ed. No exceptions.
•Have fun. This is not an option . If you don't think you'll have fun with this game... don't join it. Nor if you feel you won't be able to participate.
•Roles will not be revealed on death.

Looking for seventeen players. Reserves are welcome.

Players: 17/17
1. SalmonSoil
2. LazyMcCrow
3. Riedquat
4. Arjos
5. Monty
6. Atheotes
7. Nightbringer
8. Jarrema
9. DaveShack
10. Tuuvi
11. Kagemusha
12. Askthepizzaguy
13. White_Eyes:D
14. Splitpersonality
15. Lewwyn
16. BSmith
17. Seon

Reserves: 2/2
1. Chaotix
2. Ishamel

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Alive 15/17:
1. SalmonSoil
2. LazyMcCrow
3. Riedquat
4. Arjos
6. Atheotes
7. Nightbringer
8. Jarrema
9. DaveShack
10. Tuuvi
11. Kagemusha
12. Askthepizzaguy
13. White_Eyes:D
14. Splitpersonality
16. BSmith
17. Seon

Dead 2/17:
5. Monty: Lynched Day 1
15. Lewwyn: Killed Night 1

Introduction
Day 1 Writeup
Night 1 Writeup

I am in

DuellINg? - I'll bring my banjo!

Originally Posted by Visorslash:
•Other stuff may happen. Don't be scared.

Weird rule...

• Count me in!

That's a title I like :P

In and loving this rule:

Originally Posted by :
Also, there is to be no lurking. If you miss three day phases in a row or 4 in total with any reasonable excuse or informing me why you will be WoG'ed. No exceptions.

You punks are in for a full-year course - in pain.

...

That doesn't really work. I'm playing.

Count me in

If the game starts after the coming Monday, I am IN!
Otherwise, I'll be on reserve.

Its been awhile since I've played, so it should be fun for you guys to watch me fail! :)

in in

I'll take a reserve spot, if that's alright.

Sure. Added.

Innage

Decided I wanna give mafia games a shot. I'm in.

Another thing to note, in regards to your character/role. Say Player X was a lurker and didn't post very often and was killed at night or lynched, then the writeup will reflect on Player X. The lurking has been terrible lately.

Understand?

Originally Posted by Visorslash:
Another thing to note, in regards to your character/role. Say Player X was a lurker and didn't post very often and was killed at night or lynched, then the writeup will reflect on Player X. The lurking has been terrible lately.

Understand?

No. In.

Basically if you play the game (ie. don't lurk), I will give you a decent death. If you don't I probably won't. I will put more effort into a write up involving someone who posts and votes more so then a lurker.

Il play.

Kagemusha. We shall battle.... to the death.

I will prevail of course. Now face your fate with gentle good humor, and don't get blood on my shoes.

IN

Hmmm... And i was thinking we were both innocent townies trying to defeat what ever menace is threatening this excuse of a town. I sense the dark side is strong with this one.The one they call the evilmonsterousbutsocoolAskthepizzaguy. I have my eye on you.:inquisitive:

I'm not such a bad fella, once you get to know me.

Then I'm even worse.

IN:bow:

Four more people required.

I think perhaps... I shall take one of those spots off of your hands :bow:

Sure. In.

Thanks. Two more spots...

Host note: Game will start Wednesday regardless of how many players.

I'll play.

Put me down as a reserve. I can't be quite as active as I'd like due to having recently moved, but I should be able to check in once or twice a day if you're short on players.

Innage.

And signups are closed. *You're lucky I had a class this morning Seon. :tongue:*

John sat on his bed, head in his hands. Times were hard, jobs were few and far between, and people would often yell obscenities at him as he walked down the street. His hometown was a stranger to him now. No longer would people stop and talk to him, no longer would they give him the time of day. He was out of money, out of luck and out of friends.

The war in Vietnam was not popular here, or in many other places around the state. He had heard on the news, when the landlord decided that he could have power, that vets around the country were being treated like filth. He had experienced it first hand and it wasn’t pretty. He had no idea what to do, the medication he was taking to combat his depression and PTSD were running out. He barely had enough money to afford another script; no-one would give a job to a Vietnam veteran now.

A surge of rage flew through John; he punched the wooden cabinet near his bed, putting a hole in it. The pain flared, increasing his anger as he started to destroy the cabinet in his mindless fury.

Days passed.

John was lying on his bed. He had run out of tablets. He could feel the flashbacks coming on. He didn’t want to go back there. He knew that if he went to sleep it would all come back, the memories he was trying to repress. The baby in the house next to him screamed. God how he hated that sound, he had heard it enough in Vietnam, he never wanted to hear it again. A car pulled up outside his house, it was probably another group of teenagers that were going to egg his house. He got his rifle and walked to the front of the door, when he heard the car driving away. Curious, he stepped outside.

“Remember me Johnny boy?” a voice asked.

John remembered that voice, his old sarge. The memories surged through him, as he fell to his knees.

“Johnny?”

The baby screamed again. John roared, grabbed his rifle and fired at the house. A scream was heard, and John fell to the ground as he was tackled.

“Goddamnit it John, now they’ll be after you!”. He went to run, when the father of the house walked out with a shotgun.

Seeing the father, John fired again hitting the father in the leg. The shotgun fell from his grasp and clunked on the ground as he screamed in pain.

“:daisy: me. Come on Johnny, he saw us both, we gotta get out of here.”

The next day, the sheriff of the town announced a manhunt of two Vietnam veterans, one John Edwards and another unidentified as of yet, but was wearing a soldiers outfit. From their hiding place, they could see the town brandishing weapons. They had to get out of the town, but first they had to get John some medication. Unfortunately the hospital was heavily guarded. The Sarge sighed, any chance of a normal life for him was gone now, he grabbed ahold of John who had recovered briefly.

“Here, chuck these on, these are civilian clothes. We have to fit in.”
John nodded, and they changed and walked out to where the crowd had gathered, pretending to bay for their own blood.
Begin Day 1.

Day will end at approximately 4pm AEST (GMT +10)