Here i am GH. Late, but ready to rumble.:bow:
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Here i am GH. Late, but ready to rumble.:bow:
Good, now we can lynch you to make the mafia lose.Quote:
Originally Posted by Kagemusha
No, it's not superstition, it's based on statistics. ~;)
Sounds like someone is framing poor old Kage already.:inquisitive: Death for the greater good. If i remember the curse right,it has been more like when ever mafia has killed me,they have run into trouble.:laugh4:Quote:
Originally Posted by Husar
And we're set. I will now randomly select the mafia and the Detective and PM them. I'll post back here once that's completed.
Didn't Kage win the game after his partner's, Shadows, untimely death in your very first mafia game ?Quote:
Originally Posted by GeneralHankerchief
:balloon2:
Yeah, but technically it was still one round that elapsed. :tongue: Mafia I is the exception, though.
And we're off! :horn: If you didn't receive a PM, you're just a townie, sorry. :sorry:
Here is the first status list:
Still alive: (39)
Caius Flaminius
woad&fangs
Ignoramus
greaterkhaan
Tran
Ichigo
Destroyer of Hope
RoadKill
Xdeathfire
Twilightblade
Killfr3nzy
Sasaki Kojiro
pevergreen
Brave_Sir_Robin
Beefy187
Sarathos
Warmaster Horus
shlin28
Stig
Husar
sapi
Dutch_guy
Proletariat
Crazed Rabbit
Kommodus
Tiberius of the Drake
Andres
Pannonian
FesterShinetop
discovery1
CountArach
Pra Tha Funkee Homo Sapien
Sigurd Fafnesbane
Don Corleone
Fragony
Byzantine Mercenary
Xiahou
Lemur
Kagemusha
PMs please.
:drama3:
No voting Andres yet?
Bah
Well, the town doesn't know that the mafia's there until two people die, so no.Quote:
Originally Posted by Stig
We don't? Oh I thought I di......what were we talking about? :dizzy2:Quote:
Originally Posted by GeneralHankerchief
NightVote: Sasaki.
While we wait...
This is indeed a devilish game. Just look at the date this game was first conceived here. :beam:
We could also have a round of introduction as there are some new players here.
I personally have never seen post from:
woad&fangs
Brave_Sir_Robin
Sarathos
Tiberius of the Drake
FesterShinetop
Pra Tha Funkee Homo Sapien
How about introducing yourselves to us.
Where are you from? What do you do when you are not wasting time at the org?
Who do you know here?
[edit]: Have you been known by a different username ?
etc...
I'll be glad to oblige, Sigurd. I live in southern Wisconsin and when I'm not wasting time on the Org. I am usually involved in a play or musical in one way or another. :drama3: I have not been known by another username on this site, however if anyone plays Battlefield 2 on the PS2 my name is rooster1 and I am very very good at it:evil:
woad and Sarathos have played Mafia before (on this forum) and are somewhat experienced. I know Tiberius of the Drake enjoys RP and (I think) EB. As for the others, you're as in the dark as me.
Southern Wisconsin in da house. Woot!Quote:
Originally Posted by woad&fangs
So has the mafia send their murderous orders, or are they giving up already?:laugh4:
:holmes: Blatant attempt to portray himself as outside the mafia camp when it wasn't required, or even helpful to the discussion....Quote:
Originally Posted by Kagemusha
Vote: Kagemusha
Hey guys! I'm Pra, and I'm a regular at the TWCenter.net site. I got into playing Mafia there, and Pann and Seamus invited me here to play Capo Di Tutti. I thought I'd join some of the other Mafia games going on as well.
Day breaks in the Frontroom. All is quiet. Vivid smells permeated the sleepy little town. There was the pleasant aroma of freshly-mown grass, dough being molded at the local bakery, and of course, the somewhat unpleasant scent of an old truck puffing through town. However, all evened out, for the truck was delivering a substance with a most wonderful smell: chocolate.
pevergreen woke up, jarred awake from the rather strong aroma filling his nostrils. "Chocolate!" he said in delight. He sniffed again. "And it's coming from my doorstep! What a great day to begin my morning!"
He followed his nose to his doorstep, all thoughts of having a proper breakfast gone. Instead he took one look at the package (sent by one "Mr. Arlan Frederick Ivanovich Ace"), tore it open, and dug in.
He didn't even bother to check the flavorings of the chocolate or admire the lovely packaging job that the chocolates had. Instead, he just kept stuffing his face, for pever was something of a pig and he loved chocolate.
"Mmph... argm grum oolp... bruh?" His eyes widened in surprise. After the twelfth chocolate he suddenly realized that he wasn't feeling that well, and it didn't come from choking or indigestion either. This was something more sinister, much more sinister... this was poison!
"Help!" he tried to scream but since his mouth was stuffed so full of chocolates nothing came out. Reluctantly he spat all of them out (what a waste that was) and tried again, but alas, too much time had elapsed. The poison had already taken its deadly toll and pever could do no more. He slumped to the ground, dead. The mafia had claimed its first victim.
Meanwhile, simultaneously, at around the same time, Sigurd Fafnesbane was also on his doorstep, about to walk out onto his lawn to get the newspaper. He noticed a patch of odd, brown, dead leaves on the lawn that had clearly not been there yesterday.
"That's odd," he said. "I had better get those raked tod-AYYYYY!" He realized with a swooping sensation that the leaves had served a purpose aside from being annoying: they covered up a pit, a pit that Sigurd had just fallen into.
He tried to climb out, but it was just deep enough where he couldn't. Sigurd groaned. It was probably some stupid kids, deciding to play a prank on him. When (if?) they ever showed up to let them out he would have words for them, that's for sure. He would teach them to mess with the power of the BESRKR.
After some time had elapsed, he heard a noise, a kind of scratchy sound as if someone was cutting through jungle foliage. It began to grow louder, as if it was getting closer to him. Finally, his view of the sun suddenly blocked, he looked up.
A wild man with long, unkempt hair and beard, a dirty face, and a grass skirt stared back at him for a minute. Then he grinned foolishly and started hooting.
"I did it I did it I did it" he shouted, now dancing around the pit. "I caught my first victim I caught my first victim I caught my first victim Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Ook!"
Sigurd only looked up in amazement. "Look kid, this isn't funny. Does your mother know you're dressed up as a savage this early in the morning? Let me out now and maybe I won't tell her about this."
But the hunter just laughed hysterically. "Mother? Prank? What are you talking about, man? This is real!"
And Sigurd realized in one fell swoop that it was indeed real. It probably had something to do with the fact that the hunter had taken out several long, point spears and began to throw them, one by one, into the pit. Eventually the deed was done, and the last thing that Sigurd ever heard was the wild man hooting triumphantly.
Later that day, Chief of Police Beirut gathered all of the villagers in the town square. Most people were curious as to this announcement, as they were quite rare in the Frontroom. Indeed, the Chief had never had to do this before. Ever.
"Gentlemen," he began, making a brief pause for dramatic effect, "It is my sad duty to inform you that there have been two brutal murders in our peaceful little village today. pevergreen fell victim to chocolate poisoning and Sigurd Fafnesbane was lured into a trap - literally - and was subsequently speared to death. It is our duty to avenge these murders.
"Now, ordinarily the police would be involved, but we have reason to believe that these kills were the work of an insider." Everybody gasped. Who could do such a thing? "I believe that you know your fellow townies best; you know who has the motive to do such a thing. Therefore, we shall take a vote on who murdered poor pever and Sigurd. The person with the most votes shall be hanged for all to see."
Everyone looked tense. Nobody wanted to lynch anybody, but nobody wanted further murders either.
"Begin voting," Beirut said with a grim expression.
Townies, now is your time. Please vote for who you think killed pevergreen and Sigurd Fafnesbane. The person with the most votes at the end of the voting round will be lynched.
***Note*** This will be an extra-long voting round, because I will not have access to my computer until tomorrow evening EST.
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Still alive: (37)
Caius Flaminius
woad&fangs
Ignoramus
greaterkhaan
Tran
Ichigo
Destroyer of Hope
RoadKill
Xdeathfire
Twilightblade
Killfr3nzy
Sasaki Kojiro
Brave_Sir_Robin
Beefy187
Sarathos
Warmaster Horus
shlin28
Stig
Husar
sapi
Dutch_guy
Proletariat
Crazed Rabbit
Kommodus
Tiberius of the Drake
Andres
Pannonian
FesterShinetop
discovery1
CountArach
Pra Tha Funkee Homo Sapien
Don Corleone
Fragony
Byzantine Mercenary
Xiahou
Lemur
Kagemusha
Killed:
pevergreen
Sigurd Fafnesbane
Vote: Brave Sir Robin
I want to see you talk, so we can begin to get a handle on you.
That's an acceptable line of reasoning. Lord knows the early rounds are usually pretty scattershot, anyway.
Vote: Pra Tha Funkee Homo Sapien
If nothing else, Pra, please introduce yourself and say hi to the angry mob.
Lol.Quote:
Indeed, the Chief had never had to do this before. Ever.
Let's try and get some of our newcomers out and talking to us :gossip: by threatening to lynch them. ~;p
Vote: FesterShinetop
Probably wouldn't do to have the votes scattered over too wide a group, though.
CR
A note for those who are used to Mafia as played elsewhere, in GH Mafia games the dead are allowed to talk, and roles aren't revealed upon death. So feel welcome to continue playing even after you're dead, whether you're town or whether you're scum. Dead players have contributed significantly to discussion in the past, either by rooting out the mafia or by confusing matters, and the livelier the game the more fun it is.
Tsk, Tsk...
Killing the Dragonslayer in the first round.
Well ... was it a wise move? Did you suspect I was the detective? I am not allowed to confirm if this was so.
You know I am coming after you :yes: .
Well, Sigurd's death does indeed look like we have some sort of newcomer, either new to the game or never mafia before. Could be wrong, but who knows?
Don. Your timing was just too good this time. So you sent your orders first and then made the little remark so you couldnt be accused of inactivity? Vote Don Corleone
Vote:Sasaki Only he is so cruel to murder someone with chocolate
Vote:Don Corleone
If I said I had a guilty result on him, would you believe me?
What's with the little wagon your starting? and no.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sasaki Kojiro
I guess this is a reveal.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sasaki Kojiro
Vote : Don Corleone