Uh I forgot?:beam:Quote:
Originally Posted by AndresTheCunning
Well it's really a mix of both imo.
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Uh I forgot?:beam:Quote:
Originally Posted by AndresTheCunning
Well it's really a mix of both imo.
When I'm mafia I don't mind ties. I'd be more inclined to push for a tie to make myself appear pro town.
Ichigo is acting strange.
How? Cause I don't agree with bandwagoning someone?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sasaki Kojiro
You keep harping on the same point over and over.
nanananananaQuote:
Originally Posted by Sasaki Kojiro
Stig did the same in mafia vi as town.Quote:
@Stig: at Mafia VI I hated extended lynch rounds. I was mafia than. So it's normal people think you are suspicious for breaking the tie. Kommo said that if the tie would have lasted for a whole day, we would have had a re-vote. Another possibility would have been that the tie would not have been broken, but instead another player would have come under heat. So by breaking the tie so fast, you prevented more discussion... But we will see what happens during the night. No need to give the mafia any more clues right now.
Did you ever stop to think that maybe, just maybe, I like to harp. :sad:Quote:
Originally Posted by Sasaki Kojiro
Say that a few more times and I'll believe you :p
Ichigo = GuiltyQuote:
Originally Posted by AndresTheCunning
It was after I was killed.
Vote:BlackAxe3001Quote:
Originally Posted by BlackAxe3001
https://img258.imageshack.us/img258/...ndwagonqr2.gif
Oh, damn he's already dead.:furious3:
Edit:That's messed up how they leave pacman behind.
This doesn't follow, if it was after you were killed then ichi couldn't have killed you for it.Quote:
Originally Posted by BlackAxe3001
You oughtn't to have revealed it at all you know.
I was referring to Andres dismissing Ichigo's guilt. Just becaue I said it after I was killed doesn't make him any less guilty.
Please explain. Ichigo is not coming across "differently" so far, so I'm not sure I follow why this evidences his guilt?Quote:
Originally Posted by BlackAxe3001
I never said this was evidence towards his guilt, just that he is guilty in general... geeze. Don't read into it so much.
Why do you think he's guilty in general?
It's cause I was born white. :bigcry:Quote:
Originally Posted by Sasaki Kojiro
Day 1
“So there is a responsibility. I cry, you cry. You cry, I cry. We all come running, and the one that stays quiet, the one that stays home, must explain. Is he in league with the criminals? Is he a coward? And what would he expect when he cries?”
-Unnamed Rwandan
Roughly translated into English, the word meant “justice on the grass.” To the Western mind, the tradition-inspired legal system known as Gacaca could hardly be said to meet civilized standards of impartiality and fairness, but in this war-torn land starved for security and tranquility, it was the only available option.
Mayor Rwigema stood in the center of a large circle of people who had gathered in a large grassy field just south of the outskirts of town. “People of Gisenyi,” he announced, “We have come here to achieve truth, justice, and reconciliation. As you all know, members of the Interahamwe have come here to open old wounds and continue their violent ways.”
“It is likely that there are some here who know more than they have said. Whether they have held back from fear or hesitation, it matters little – in this gathering everyone may speak freely, and no one will be harmed except those found guilty. You are all called to participate, and anyone who disagrees with these proceedings may say as much, so that all may leave with a clear conscience.”
His announcement complete, Rwigema stepped out of the center of the circle and melted into the rest of the assembly. Deliberations began at once. For an assembly making a life-or-death decision, they were surprisingly level-headed; perhaps they were used to such proceedings by now.
The late afternoon wore on into the evening. Torches were brought out and arranged in a circle to light the gathering. Arguments sporadically became heated, as one person after another was questioned about their whereabouts and activities the night before. Some villagers who were considered untrustworthy, most notably Sasaki Kojiro, seemed dangerously close to being singled out.
In the end, however, it was one of the relatively silent individuals who received the most attention. This man had few friends and seemed to spend most of his time alone. He already had a reputation for participating little in the community, and now it was coming back to haunt him.
“If anyone had opportunity to collaborate with the Interahamwe, it would be you!” shouted a young man. “Every time we’ve been under threat, you’ve never joined in the defense of your community! You always leave it to the rest of us!”
“It’s true!” yelled someone else angrily. “How long has it been since the enemy bought you? What did they promise you to make you betray your countrymen?”
The man known as Warluster tried to protest his innocence, but it was no use – the coalition against him only became stronger. Few were quite certain whether or not he had been personally responsible for the day’s murders, but many thought he was in league with the criminals. At last the mayor called an end to the debate.
“The court of Gacaca has spoken,” he said after quieting the crowd. “Warluster, you are found guilty of collaboration with the Interahamwe. As such you are responsible for the deaths of GeneralHankerchief and BlackAxe3001. Do you have any final words?”
Warluster looked utterly disgusted, having been seized by two strong men and forced into the center of the circle. He spat and leered angrily at the crowd.
“You want to know why I don’t care to participate in your inane babble?” he snarled. “You imbeciles wouldn’t recognize truth or justice if it landed on your heads! And as for reconciliation…” – here he gave a bitter snort – “just look at yourselves! Look at this gathering, this travesty of a court! You want to find Interahamwe collaborators? Well, look no further than yourselves and your dear mayor! Our enemies need no better collaborators!”
There were angry shouts in response to this. The people had heard enough. Warluster was forced roughly to his knees and several machetes were drawn. One was handed to Rwigema.
“Warluster, the time of your death has come!” he shouted, and with one great blow he removed Warluster’s head from his body.
A few of the people remained behind with the mayor to dig a proper grave and bury the body. Most, however, joined the long procession back into the town. Even for a people accustomed to violence, the night would be long and fitful.
Vote Count:
Warluster: 6 (discovery1, HughTower, pevergreen, Sasaki Kojiro, Seamus Fermanagh, Stig)
Sasaki Kojiro: 5 (Caius Flaminius, Destroyer of Hope, rdece.jabolko, Warluster, Xehh II)
discovery1: 2 (AndresTheCunning, Sigurd Fafnesbane)
Xehh II: 2 (Omanes Alexandrapolites the Idiot, RoadKill)
HughTower: 1 (CountArach)
Myrddraal: 1 (greaterkhaan)
No Lynch: 2 (Killfr3nzy, Warmaster Horus)
Not Voting: 11 (Crazed Rabbit, Dutch_guy, Ichigo, Ignoramus, Kagemusha, Motep, Myrddraal, sapi, Tran, TwilightBlade, Xdeathfire)
Status List:
Status List
Murdered
BlackAxe3001
GeneralHankerchief
Lynched:
Warluster
Still Alive
AndresTheCunning
Caius Flaminius
CountArach
Crazed Rabbit
Destroyer of Hope
discovery1
Dutch_guy
greaterkhaan
HughTower
Ichigo
Ignoramus
Kagemusha
Killfr3nzy
Motep
Myrddraal
Omanes Alexandrapolites the Idiot
pevergreen
rdece.jabolko
RoadKill
sapi
Sasaki Kojiro
Seamus Fermanagh
Sigurd Fafnesbane
Stig
Tran
TwilightBlade
Warmaster Horus
Xdeathfire
Xehh II
Kommodus how many No Votes til WoG?
Sorry I didn't vote last round, but I had computer issues and I just managed to get hold of a computer with internet. I'll try to be active, but most likely I won't be very, but the issues should be resolved in less than 5 days
Any thoughts so far?:inquisitive:Quote:
Originally Posted by Xdeathfire
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Originally Posted by Ichigo
~DQuote:
Originally Posted by Kommodus
Also,
There will be no description of an attack when a player is converted, so you'll have no idea. :evil:Quote:
Originally Posted by Sigurd Fafnesbane
Well what about being in the discussion, but not voting?Quote:
Originally Posted by Kommodus
Scummy may I say? You could be just saying that to take suspicion off urself and to look like that u couldn't have possibly killed GH and blackaxe becuase aparntly " you computer was broken". :inquisitive:Quote:
Originally Posted by Xdeathfire
Trying to get an easy lynch, eh? It's easy to attack a person with computer problems, since he probably won't be around to defend himself.Quote:
Originally Posted by RoadKill
It can go both ways :shrug:
His partner could have sent the kill so it's not an excuse.
Well, his excuse is consistent, I'll give him that. He posted in the KotR OOC thread saying the exact same thing. Therefore, I'm inclined to believe him for now.
I'm inclined to believe him as well. I know from personal experience how frustrating it can to have computer issues.
Crazed Rabbit, Dutch_guy, Ignoramus, Kagemusha, Motep, Myrddraal, sapi, Tran, TwilightBlade, Xdeathfire
Excepting Xdeathfire, the members listed above are lurkers.
Hmmm I'm a lurker. Who would have thought?:laugh4: :smash:Quote:
Originally Posted by Caius Flaminius
You didnt posted in the whole thread :no:
So I just thought of something regarding the whole chat thing.
Why would Ichigo post about my role if he was pro-town? He wouldn't want the mafia to know they took someone important out right. I find his posting of me having a role suspicious in the fact that if he was pro-town you definitely don't want the mafia to know they took out someone important rather than a generic townie. Just something for you all to keep in mind I suppose. Suspicious... I think so.
That doesn't quite work.
"If he was pro-town he wouldn't want the mafia to know about it"
If he was mafia he would already know about it and wouldn't need to post about it.
If he was mafia he would post it so the rest of the mafia would know that they took down someone with a pro-town role.
I could just PM them that.Quote:
Originally Posted by BlackAxe3001
Interesting turn of events.
Sorry for the lurking, but I had so many other things to do it took me a while to catch up on this thread.
Bad sapi:whip: You should pay more attention.:furious3:Quote:
Originally Posted by sapi
What's interesting? I hate it when people say that.
I give up
Now, let's crucify people for throw-away comments, Sasaki.
Sounds like a plan.Quote:
Originally Posted by rdeče.jabolko
Who said anything about crucifying anyone? You and me seem to be having communication issues...Quote:
Originally Posted by rdeče.jabolko
Surely the irritation was sufficient reason, no?
Consider it a suggestion, then.
Okay
My notes on the thread so far:
The original kill
- I buy the explanation that GH was an attempted conversion
- Was BlackAxe targeted because he had a role?
- If so, how did they find out (more later)?
Discussion
- A lot of discussion by Ichigo and Sasaki, yet nothing out of the normal
- CA talks a lot and says nothing
The only suspicious person so far is Ichigo in the BlackAxe issue.
Accepting that BA is innocent gives his accusation a bit more weight; but if I'm reading this right and he revealed in IRC why haven't the logs been posted? :inquisitive:
~:confused: https://img204.imageshack.us/img204/...motiiamvg1.gif ~:confused:Quote:
Originally Posted by rdeče.jabolko
I've already explained my side of the story.Quote:
The only suspicious person so far is Ichigo in the BlackAxe issue.
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikiped...llowTerror.jpg
I'm sure you dont' mean that pic to be read as you being a rabid oriental out to kill white men...
Or at least we can hope he isn't...
More specificly, wo-men.Quote:
I'm sure you dont' mean that pic to be read as you being a rabid oriental out to kill white men...
So Killfrenzy, whats your uptake so far?
Well Ichigo and Dicovery could be the mafia, as they were the only ones in chat with blackaxe, disco says he's not gonna be able to post as often, only shows up to defend Ichi and bandwagon a townie.
But that's probably wrong if the chat took place after. >.<
How many Cosa Nuova are there? I thought there were suppossed to be three, but there were only two kills/attempted converts. I'ma go check and see how many there where sposed to be now.
EDIT;
Yeah, there's three CN's.
So that means either;Quote:
There will be a total of three Cosa Nuova operatives (Mafiosi).
1. One didn't send in a PM, so is therefore absent.
2. Two guys 'buddied up' to get someone, which must mean it would increase thier chances to convert.
3. Kommodus only actualy created two CN.
4. One of the attempts succeded.
5. Something else that I can't think of right now.
Meybe we should lynch some of those that haven't been online in a while?
2 kills no matter how many.
Ah crap, can't believe it took me this long to work out that there's a new CN. >.<Quote:
Originally Posted by Kommodus
I can't remember, and can't be screwed looking right now; Do mini-CN's have the conversion ability?
Why does nobody ever bothers to read the rules...
*sigh*Quote:
Originally Posted by Kommodus
That's 250,00 € please. You pay cash or by creditcard?
Wouldn't it be very obvious that someone got converted if there was only one kill recorded?
Maybe. But we wouldnt know who.
We'll see if the Mafia dare kill only one to fool us.Quote:
Originally Posted by sapi
Considering the new information that Kommodus brought forth we should assume that foiled attempts = innocent player. That is; IF there are any doctor roles in this game.
@Sigurd - I don't think they actualy get to choose if the person dies or not, they just inject them and the person either dies or gets converted.
@Andres and everyone else smart enough to remember that part of the rules - Gah, my bad, and thanks for the reminder.
Question - Would foiled attempts be shown? It would be a free showing of an innocent player, which might decrease the drama/suspense a bit.
You're welcome. Just don't forget to pay the bill. Off course, this post adds an additional fee of 50,00 €, so it's now 300,00 €. Cash or creditcard? Just send me a pm (+50,00 €) to work out the details of your payment.Quote:
Originally Posted by Killfr3nzy
We are in Australia.
He doesnt even have a job!
Back to the game please :focus:
What I meant to say was: If the Mafiosi choose to target only one player one night, it would seem like they have successfully converted one as there will be only one kill that night.Quote:
Originally Posted by Killfr3nzy
This would be a tactic to hide their numbers. Every night there is only one or no kill description we have to assume that the mafia has increased in numbers.
This game is sounding better and better :no:
That could complicate things.:no: Of course, I have to wonder if you may have just given the mafia the idea to do just that. Perhaps they hadn't thought of it, and you may have just given them another tool.(although I'll presume you did so accidentally, for now)Quote:
Originally Posted by Sigurd Fafnesbane
Better that we know and can work around it than otherwise
You always presume the mafia has experience. They would have thought of it.
Even if he sigurd was mafia, he wouldnt need to post that. He would probably be more careful. But that leads to wifom.
He stated facts, lets leave it at that.
Alright. I was just saying, I don't like giving an opponent any extra possibilities. And, as I said, I was not insinuating that Sigurd was mafia, I was just saying to be careful what you say.
Thats a mafia way of playing. You dont have anything to hide when your a normal townie....:inquisitive:
I'm actually making a slight change to this rule: if the mafia are reduced to one member in total, they'll only get one attack per night.Quote:
Originally Posted by Kommodus
This doesn't help the town much, though, since as has already been pointed out, there are many reasons why you might see only one attack description.
Just felt I should point that out instead of just changing things up without telling anyone...
:juggle2:
I can see that wagon coming now. "Oh look, there was only one kill, I bet they tried to convert Sasaki and succeeded!"Quote:
Originally Posted by Sigurd Fafnesbane
Why are you defending yourself against an accusation that is yet to be made?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sasaki Kojiro
I could envisage this tactic being used at a later stage in proceedings, butQuote:
Originally Posted by Sigurd Fafnesbane
wouldn't it be in their interest this early to try and convert as many as possible?
Andres, at least Sasaki mentioned it before anyone said anything. It is more or less obvious that it's going to happen. Eventually.
It would. That's why I put 'dare' in my initial post.Quote:
Originally Posted by rdeče.jabolko
Hence we should consider it highly possible that the mafia has increased in numbers should it happen this early in the game.Quote:
Originally Posted by me
The mafia will be taking great risks by not attempting two murders every night. Every time someone is saved or if they choose to target only one or none they increase the chance of getting caught. Every new round they add to the game is one more round of speculation and a lynching.
Just an announcement:
My wife and I are leaving for the Ardennes tomorrow morning and I won't be posting here until monday.
I just hope I'm still alive when I come back :sweatdrop:
For those who celebrate it: Happy Eastern !
Happy Eastern? I'm going out of town too so my posting will be limited from Friday to Monday.Quote:
Originally Posted by AndresTheCunning
I wont jump in the announcement bandwagon :grin:
Night 2
Rdece.Jabolko was not a happy man. He had refused to go along with the assembly’s decision to put to death a man he had believed to be innocent. Warluster was a fool, to be sure, but likely guilty only of antisocial behavior, not murder. The individual Rdece deeply distrusted, however, was still at large.
The sun had gone down before the Gacaca assembly had ended, and by the time he made it back to his small house, it was too late for dinner. He lived alone, and there was no one waiting for him with a kiss and a hot meal. He allowed himself a twinge of regret at this continuing state of affairs, then stripped off his day clothes and settled into bed. After one last glance at the machete that had rested on his nightstand for months, he turned off the light, rolled over, and closed his eyes.
Just as he was about to drift off into sleep, he was suddenly jolted back to alertness by the sound of footsteps outside the door. He sat up sharply, reaching for the machete. “Who’s there?” he called, his mind racing. Had he forgotten to lock the door? No, he’d remembered. He was sure this was the Interahamwe, come for him at last!
Yet it was an unexpected sight that greeted his eyes as the bedroom door swung open and the moonlight flooded in. There in the doorway stood the dark and shapely silhouette of a woman, her hands at her sides, unarmed. As his eyes became accustomed to the dark, Rdece observed a seductive look in her gleaming eyes.
“Who are you?” he asked, trying to sound forceful. The woman responded by taking a slow step forward, then another and another. Her hips swayed hypnotically as she moved; Rdece was entranced. His eyes wandered slowly over her half-dressed form; her skin was dark and smooth, while her face, framed by long dark hair, featured bright eyes, half-closed, and a suggestive smirk. Slowly he let his arm fall to the side, his machete clattering to the floor.
Now she was almost to the bed. One last time, Rdece tried to speak. “What do y-” he was cut off as the woman placed one finger over his lips. She climbed on top of the bed, her legs straddling the spellbound man. Placing both hands on his shoulders, she forcefully pushed him down to the bed and covered his mouth with a passionate kiss.
All thoughts of resistance left Rdece at that moment. He returned the kiss hungrily and wrapped his arms around the woman’s lithe form, giving himself over completely to his body’s desire…
…
FLASHBACK
Inside a sterile white laboratory, two men were speaking in low tones.
“What you’re proposing is dangerous,” the first was saying. He was dressed in a white surgeon’s coat, and was cleaning several metal implements as he spoke. “She may have survived the first dose of nanites, but it’s unlikely she’ll survive long with the concentrations you suggest.”
“True,” responded the other, a man dressed more casually. “But think of the potential gain if it works. No epidemic has even approached the magnitude of AIDS. If we can succeed in expanding our network in this fashion, it will spread throughout the continent in a matter of months, with very little direct involvement from us. If there’s one thing that can be counted on without fail, it is mankind’s lack of self control.”
The ‘surgeon’ thought about this for a moment. “Your argument is sound,” he conceded. “She’s only one person, after all; we’re sure to gain another node before long. Still, I wish we didn’t have to risk our first and only node. I would’ve liked to have more time to study her.”
The casually-dressed man shrugged. “Not to worry,” he said. “You’ll soon have more than enough material to work with.”
The surgeon nodded and returned to his cleaning task, meticulously scrubbing each tool. “Who would have thought that our first convert would be a prostitute?” he mused. “Targeting those who appeared intelligent seemed like a logical choice, but appearances, it would seem, continue to deceive. I suppose it’s true… many who are first will be last, and the last will be first.”
END FLASHBACK
…
In a building across from Rdece.Jabolko’s house, a figure clad in black crouched on the roof and held a pair of binoculars up to his eyes. He was carefully observing the wild dance of the two figures inside. Yet this was no common voyeur. He was also monitoring something carefully on the screen of a small PDA.
Some time later the activity inside the bedroom became quiet. Two figures lay silently inside, embraced tightly in one another’s arms. And still the man in black watched and waited.
Several hours later, his expression became grim as he stared at the PDA. A hushed curse escaped his lips. He stood up and headed for a door on the roof, disappearing into the shadows.
…
At about the same time Rdece.Jabolko was arriving at home, another man was still on his way back from the proceedings. He had a little further to walk, as his house was on the far north side of town, down a long and secluded dirt road. The man known as Crazed Rabbit had long stood out among the people of Gisenyi as an unusually upright man. His trustworthiness was well-known, as his commitment to the truth extended even to situations in which it was not in his advantage to be honest. Tonight, he had not participated in the execution and was returning home with a clear conscience.
Abruptly, he felt something sharp pierce his neck. He gave a loud cry as his hand flew to the spot, hoping to swat away the insect or whatever it was that had bitten him. Instead, his hand came away with a small dart. He stared at it for a moment, puzzled. Then he fell to the ground, unconscious.
When he came to, there was a pungent, irritating sensation in his nose. He grunted, sneezed, and opened his eyes – only to shut them tightly again when a blinding light greeted him. He found himself strapped tightly to a table by his arms, legs, and head.
“Good morning, Mr. Rabbit,” came a voice from nearby. “I apologize for awakening you in this manner, but I’m afraid you must be conscious for the procedure.”
Opening his eyes a little, Crazed Rabbit looked around for the source of the voice. He saw a man in a white surgeon’s coat, withdrawing what appeared to be smelling salts and placing them aside.
“Bored of the old machete and rifle tactics, huh?” said Crazed Rabbit, trying to sound confident. “Why do you insist on continuing this? Don’t you see you’re only hurting everyone, both your people and ours? The genocide is over!”
“Genocide?” the ‘surgeon’ said, turning abruptly. “No, Mr. Rabbit, you misunderstand. I am not who you think I am; my goal is not your death. I seek only to aid humanity; and you, once you have seen the light, will undoubtedly be more than willing to help.”
“Help you?” muttered Crazed Rabbit incredulously. “Not likely. If you’re such a saint, let me go and tell me about your proposal like a civilized man.”
The surgeon shook his head, turning back to a table covered with metal implements. “I’m afraid it’s not that simple,” he said, selecting a scalpel and turning back. “The sacrifice required of you is too important to leave to your own free will.”
He picked up a diagram and studied it for a moment before continuing. “The maxillary branch of the trigeminal nerve is an excellent conduit to the brain,” he said. “But even more than that, it is among the most difficult to repair. Many who suffer injury to this nerve are forced to live with major facial damage for the rest of their lives. Yet the organization I represent believes we can reverse this, along with many other so-called ‘incurable’ conditions.”
The surgeon began swabbing Crazed Rabbit’s cheek with an alcohol-covered piece of cotton. “Yet as with every scientific advance, we can never be certain until we try, no?” he said. “I must make one more apology before we begin; you, of all people, deserve nothing less than the truth. I cannot tell you this will not hurt, for in truth, damage to this nerve is considered among the most agonizing pain a human being can experience. Alas, to maximize our chances of success, the operation will have to proceed without anesthesia. Yet be comforted in the knowledge that at the end of this you will understand the merits of our quest for knowledge. You will finally see the larger picture; you will be brought to the light.”
“No,” pleaded Crazed Rabbit as the scalpel approached. “NO!” He cried out in anguish as the sharp blade pierced his face below the cheekbone, severing the crucial nerve. After this he was unable to speak, but the pain remained unbearable as the man in white inserted a syringe into his face and injected something.
The surgeon continued working for a few more minutes, then staunched the bleeding and withdrew to a monitoring station. He typed rapidly into the computer for a few minutes, then sat down and watched.
The agony in his face was too great for Crazed Rabbit to notice the headache coming on several hours later. He greeted the unconsciousness that took him gratefully.
The man in white, however, shook his head sadly. “Another failure,” he said with disappointment in his voice. “I hope the other is having better fortune.”
…
The body of Rdece.Jabolko was discovered in the late morning by a neighbor, still in the embrace of a prostitute, also dead. It was generally agreed that the man had shown poor judgment, and was mostly responsible for his own demise. However, when Crazed Rabbit’s body was dug up from a shallow and poorly-hid grave later in the day, consternation once again gripped the town of Gisenyi.
People were already gathering near the town center when the news of Crazed Rabbit’s death arrived, however, for another reason. A second curious phrase had been left there, similar to the previous day’s message. Arranged in large letters formed from stones, this message read:
NOT THE INTERAHAMWE.
Mayor Rwigema, as on the previous day, was there to take charge. “This is indeed troubling,” he said to those nearby. “Not only does it appear likely we have killed an innocent man, but we may be facing a more serious threat than we originally supposed.”
“People of Gisenyi!” Rwigema announced in a louder voice to the gathered crowd. “Tonight we reconvene the court of Gacaca! It is clear that the killers remain among us, for four deaths in two days are too unlikely to be coincidence. Whether the Interahamwe or another threat, it is time to defend ourselves and our families!”
Status List
Murdered
BlackAxe3001
GeneralHankerchief
Crazed Rabbit
rdece.jabolko
Lynched
Warluster
Still Alive
AndresTheCunning
Caius Flaminius
CountArach
Destroyer of Hope
discovery1
Dutch_guy
greaterkhaan
HughTower
Ichigo
Ignoramus
Kagemusha
Killfr3nzy
Motep
Myrddraal
Omanes Alexandrapolites the Idiot
pevergreen
RoadKill
sapi
Sasaki Kojiro
Seamus Fermanagh
Sigurd Fafnesbane
Stig
Tran
TwilightBlade
Warmaster Horus
Xdeathfire
Xehh II
Haha, I nominate rdece's death as the best one evar.
Quiet, Barney-bait. ~;)Quote:
Originally Posted by GeneralHankerchief
Yeah if you gotta go down, might as well be like that :wink:
Indeed.Quote:
Originally Posted by CountArach