Lynching you was way too easy. IMO you were innocent, unless Khaan says otherwise.
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Khaan doesn't do reveals. I got penalised because of it in another game as I claimed investigator and got a mafia lynched. Then the town came after my head.
That's hilarious.
For this game, there won't be postmortem reveals until game is over. Also, writeup is started.
Skooma Addict trudged back to his privacy quarters. He was still in shock- how was all this even possible? I mean, wasn't everyone already dead? Did this make Romanic double dead? Super dead? Before he could get a headache, he plopped himself down on his bed, which sat next to his mini-fridge. He gazed at the device for a couple seconds, and made up his mind. If he was going to be a goner, he was going to at least enjoy himself. He popped the door open, and grabbed an ornate opaque, faint purple bottle that was maybe six inches tall. He squeezed the top off, and started downing its contents. "Ah.... yeah, that's the stuff...." He leaned back against the marble wall and closed his eyes to ready for transience. He heard a faint pop, and cracked open his right eye. Someone stood before him, a curved knife raised in their right hand. The knife was dark as could be. Skooma startled backwards, but only made himself more erect against the wall. The knife plunged into his gut. Skooma gasped in pain he hadn't felt in years, and watched in astonishment as his hands began to disintegrate, creeping up his arms, into his shoulders....
Meanwhile, Frozen in Ice had prepared himself a simple dinner of a few slices of bread with honey as a spread. He sat on the edge of his bed, contemplating recent events. He didn't envy the newcomer, John. Arriving just in time for what seemed to be a besieged castle. Hopefully things would settle back to their old, simple ways. He laid down, staring at the pristine ceiling. In a flash, someone materialized above him, and collapsed upon him. Frozen in Ice immediately writhed to get the person off him, when a sharp pain erupted in his left shoulder. The intruder's knife had cut through, rending the arm limp. The intruder scrambled off its target, and with a pop, was gone. Frozen in Ice lay gasping in pain. And then, as suddenly as the intruder, the pain was gone. He sighed in relief, then screamed in horror when the arm simply disappeared. His body dissolved further, eating into his side, up to his neck, down to his waist, eventually silencing the scream for good.
"Welcome back, John!" It took all my willpower not to glare at the woman as I entered from what I guess is my bedroom from now on. "Did transience treat you well?" She queried, while tilting her head to the side. "I hope it was at least better than poor Skooma Addict and Frozen in Ice. It seems the poor lads have gone missing."
"Wait, two more are gone?" I asked. "So yesterday was a waste of our time?!"
"Oh, I don't know about that. We'll just find out in due time, won't we? Either way, it looks like you've got more work to do!" She motioned with a hand to the crowd which had reconvened. I sighed and grimaced.
"Alright, folks... we've got to make this count!"
DAY TWO HAS BEGUN! THIS PHASE HAS 24 HOURS!
Alive: 14
ArepeggiateTHIS
Askthepizzaguy
Beskar
CaptainBlackadder
Civplayah
Death is Yonder
Diana Abnoba
God Emperor
Landlubber
Pinman
Renata
Secura
splitpersonality
woad&fang
Lynched: 1
Romanic (D1)
Slain: 2
Frozen in Ice (N1)
Skooma Addict (N1)
vote: Pinman
Romanic wasn't interested in responding to Pizza's request for a vote on Pinman, but Pinman did respond, in reverse.
In a lazy boy with a bottle of skooma. It's the way I would have wanted to go.
vote: Beskar
Admit your guilt!
How to defend oneself in a vanilla mafia game..... I really haven't got a clue. I voted for the person who I thought was most likely to be scum. Thats all i've got to say - lynch away if you need too.
I personally will be voting for ArpegiateTHIS because I think that his vote is strange. It looks like hes simply taking up an easy method of appearing useful.
Vote: ArpegiateTHIS
PS: If you lynch me you'll be lynching the super secret cop role. You wouldn't want that - would you?:laugh4:
How about the fact that I voted early and picked the most appropriate perp based on what I had seen? Your vote on me seems simply like a defence vote.
You're not going to get away with it, anyway. Unvote; Vote: Pinman
Besides, I was only using the exact same reason for voting that you have just used.
Your right, it was a defence vote, as I'm trying to stay alive. Your vote however, is an even greater sin. Your vote is an OMGUS vote.:yes:
Has anyone found woad's missing fang yet?
I don't think I have ever made it through an entire mafia game without someone misspelling my name.
:whip:
This won't be a very good game if activity doesn't pick up a bit.
I believe Diana will be voting before she goes to bed.
Let's spread the wealth (votes) around a little. *Drum roll please* And the winner is *pulls name from hat*
Vote: Landlubber
Vote: CivPlayah
Speak up
Tsk tsk. I don't like the reasons behind the current lynch votes.
Before Pinman moved his vote, the tally was :
2 Romanic
2 ATPG
1 (lot of other players)
0 Pinman
Why is it suspicious that Pinman move his vote to me and break the tie? As a mafia, he would be happy with 2 townies ahead, why would he do something about it instead of staying cozy in the dark?
From ^Renata...Quote:
Romanic wasn't interested in responding to Pizza's request for a vote on Pinman, but Pinman did respond, in reverse.
It does not hold water. Pinman had 0 vote on him, even if I moved back my vote on him, he was in no danger of being lynched.
The only argument I see about Pinman being mafia and moving his vote to me is that he would be protecting his partner, ATPG, but in this round, ATPG slammed the 2nd vote on Pinman, so they're probably not partners.
Pinman is not mafia, forget it.
Instead, you should be questioning Beskar for being 3rd on the Pinman bandwagon after the tally was
2 Pinman
1 Beskar
...while making a joke instead of giving his opinion on why Pinman should be lynched (see post #92). Read his posts so far, he doesn't commit to anything. There's no substance at all, the whole thing scream of prudence and lying low.
vote: Pizza
I've just got a nagging feeling about him.
Romanic, you missed my point. The point was that Pizza called out you as possibly being scum with Pinman, and asked you to vote for him to prove you weren't. You didn't respond to that; IMO a point in your favor. But Pinman did respond -- "oh no I'm not scummy Romanic's partner, never that". As you just said, there was nothing (obvious) on the line for him, so why the jumpy vote change? He says now he just thought you were scummy, but that's not what he said at the time. Who he might be mafia with doesn't enter into it.
That's typical Beskar, but the vote timing is worth noting.Quote:
Originally Posted by Romanic
The "happy Pizza" was my weak attempt at a cute gimmick, which as I said in my initial post this round, I half expected to get me killed.Really what I was trying to do was move my vote into a more useful position.
I know what you said this round.
Vote: Pinman
Because it would be pointless to vote anyone else with the deadline so soon.
Additionally, with my impending deadlines and lack of desire to burn the midnight oil, a lazy vote is in order (yes i admit it).
Apologies.
Unvote; Vote: Secura
To be quite honest, there's no point in me trying to argue the toss about this, as I don't have neither the time (this is my only day off work for the next nine days) nor even half the capability as a player to out-argue Pizza; if y'all wish to waste a lynch on a vanilla townie, I'm not going to stop you.
Unvote; Vote: ArpeggiateTHIS
Trying to save oneself never used to require these kinds of voting gymnastics. I miss the good old days.
unvote: Beskar; Vote: ArpeggiateTHIS
Vote:Pinman
Something about him doesn't seem quite right.
Its the name isn't it - it scares everybody off.:bigcry:
What a pile of wasted votes.
Pizza, my "tone" only changed between posts because I came home drunk last night and came on here. This morning I woke up worse for wear. I hereby apologise for having changing moods, and *GASP!* revealing these subtle changes in posts.
So who was the last man on the bandwagon? Unvote; Vote: woad&fangs
Surly you jest.
Argh, unvote, vote ArpeggiateThis.
That vote is so wrong. You don't vote woad because he tied up a vote against you. If you think he did it to spare Pinman, you vote Pinman!
I'll re-iterate this fact once more: A vote on me is a wasted vote.
Either way, do with me what you will. I doubt I can change your opinions with the time remaining this round.
Round is over. Writeup might be a couple hours still.
If it works, then Beskar can clown around and never be held accountable for his actions. Looks wonderful to survive, but awful to help finding the mafia. Even now, he has not bothered replying to my accusation, while Renata and you are coming out to defend him.
Mmmhmm,,, Don't give me ideas. :smug2: How good will I look as a clown? :clown:
Wow, I didn't realise other people defended me.
The group was evidently in shock. Whether it was from the continued disappearances or from Jannette's unexpected execution of Romanic, it took them a while to pick up the chatter. Once it did, accusations rollercoasted around. Just before Jannette signaled that I needed to get them to cut the chatter, a run of accusations went to a man by the name of arpeggy.... arpegitt... I'll just call him Arp. He was quickly shoved to the foreground by a few in the group.
"Hey, look, I didn't do nothin'!" Arp begged. "Come on... there's gotta be something else we can do about this, right?"
Jannette just smiled in her typical perky manner. "Afraid not, my dear. There's only one way for this to end." She held her right hand out, and a steel battle axe materialized in it. With a flick of her wrist, she swung it with impossible speed, burying it into Arp's left collar. He collapsed instantly. "Alright folks. Off you go! Have a pleasant transience!" A distinct grumbling could emanated from the crowd, but they nonetheless shuffled back to their quarters. "You too, sweetie," she said with a wink to me. I shook my head and paced off myself.
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Pinman 3(Beskar, death is yonder, landlubber)
Secura 2(Civplayah, Pinman)
landlubber 1(Diana Abnoba)
Civplayah 1(Splitpersonality)
ATPG 1(Secura)
woad&fangs 1(Arp)
Alive: 13
Askthepizzaguy
Beskar
CaptainBlackadder
Civplayah
Death is Yonder
Diana Abnoba
God Emperor
Landlubber
Pinman
Renata
Secura
splitpersonality
woad&fang
Lynched: 1
Romanic (D1)
Arepeggiate (D2)
Slain: 2
Frozen in Ice (N1)
Skooma Addict (N1)
NIGHT TWO HAS BEGUN! PLEASE SEND ORDERS. YOU HAVE 24 HOURS.
Sleep tight guys.
Oh and it's Mr.THIS to you. All of you.
Diana Abnoba scuffled back to her quarters in a hurry. The threat was now well established. This meant it was time to bust out her pride and joy. People had called her crazy. Paranoid. Insane. Well, now she was going to be the one laughing, she had a defense against the lurking evil. While everyone else had spent their time being lazy and who knows what, Diana had spent her time here preparing for such a threat. Her trap would ensure her safety. It would catch any attacker. She would be the hero, standing triumphantly above everyone else. Just one last adjustment to her device, which lay in the entrance to her room.... and it was ready. She huddled herself in a corner, clutching a small iron bar she'd detached from her bed in one hand, and the 'lever' for her trap in the other. FOOTSTEPS! Yes, it was footsteps she was hearing. The attacker was coming! She tightened her grip.
"A... ham sandwich?" She heard. A grin overtook her face. So close. She could see a shadow creeping near the opening. Then, there the intruder was! It knelt over the ham sandwich she had placed so cunningly in the entry-way. She flicked her wrist, tugging the string. The string pulled on a stick which was propping up an obscenely large cardboard box, maybe eight feet tall, which collapsed upon the intruder.
"VICTORY IS MINE!" She proclaimed. "MINE, MINE AAAAAAAALL MINE!" She ran up to the box and kicked it just as a taunt for the intruder. Just after her foot connected, however, a dark, curved knife exploded through the side of the box, catching Diana square in the gut. The knife pulled back and then slashed apart the box as the intruder hacked its way through the thin barrier. Diana fell to the floor, gasping in shock, partially from the failure of her trap, and partially from her rapidly dissolving body. The intruder rolled its eyes, and with a pop, it vanished.
For Splitpersonality, transience was always a terrifying experience. He didn't know who would show up. And not intruders, either, but all the mean folks who haunted his thoughts perpetually. They called him names, screamed at him, and played practical jokes on his mind. But it seemed like, in transience, they got stronger. Especially Bob. Bob was the worst, always kicking him and pelting him with tacks while he was in transience. Alas, there wasn't much choice in the matter. Split sighed, laying on his bed, eyes closed, waiting for the inevitable to happen. There it was. The tell tale prick and pain in his chest. "Darn it Bob, leave me alone!" he yelled. He shot up in his bed. Wait. His bed? He caught a glimpse of someone trotting back down the hall away from his room. Split's attention went back to the splitting pain in his chest. It wasn't tacks, not at all. A gaping wound was slashed across his chest,and it was growing, spreading, faster. Split collapsed in a heap on his bed, thankful that at least he would not have to deal with Bob any more.
When I arrived back in the main hall, Jannette was waiting once more, a grin on her face as always. "Good morning John! I trust you had a good transience again?" I just glowered at her before turning to the rest of the poor souls stuck in here with me. A quick count revealed that more had disappeared.
"Look, Jannette, I don't suppose there's any other better way of doing this, is there? Maybe we could get some more guards to protect everyone during transience?"
"Oh, John, I wouldn't suggest that again if I were you. Now, get back to helping people figure out who's responsible, k?" I was taken aback by the implied threat. Looks like its time for another go....
Alive: 11
Askthepizzaguy
Beskar
CaptainBlackadder
Civplayah
Death is Yonder
God Emperor
Landlubber
Pinman
Renata
Secura
woad&fang
Lynched: 2
Romanic (D1)
Arepeggiate (D2)
Slain: 4
Frozen in Ice (N1)
Skooma Addict (N1)
Diana Abnoba (N2)
Splitpersonality (N2)
DAY THREE HAS BEGUN! YOU HAVE 24 HOURS!
Vote: Renata
Dang it killed again, well good luck town. *think who would want me dead so soon in the game, only night 2*
Vote: Renata
You accusation on me was an excellent deflection.
Alright whoever killed me night 2 is stupid :P
Good luck town :D
Vote: Renata
Because I can.
vote: Renata
For scummy behavior.
Unvote; Vote: Beskar
I'm not buying this charade. You are covering. No real innocent, in a VANILLA game, pretends to be scummy.
Civplayah does not seem to scummy to me. I just read through the 5 pages, and I would say pinman seems the most scummy atm, with his switching vote this round. Also Pizza, but for now
Vote: Pinman
Not just that. Killing Split and Diana removes two key people who would be unlikely to lynch me right away. It's quite ingenious actually... which makes me a whole lot easier to lynch.
So I look through the list of players I find most likely to try that kind of strategy, and the names come up: Renata, Beskar, and a couple others.
Essentially, you're correct. But the choice to kill Diana instead of me smacks of knowing to leave me alive as lynchbait, and again that leads to Renata and Beskar, imo.
Oh, lynch Beskar already!