You're getting old *grin*
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For ease of reference, tally as of post 1471:
johnhughthom: 5 (LG, Beefy187, TheFlax, Jolt, Khazaar)
Beefy187: 3 (johnhughthom, split, Ignoramus)
Abstain: 1 ('khaan)
Unvote:Beefy,
Vote:Abstain
John goes down today, probably no question about that. I have no reason, other than a quick victory for myself and nothing for the republic, to vote beefy any longer.
Okay?
I've escaped death magically one time, I don't expect to again.
Despite the fact that I'm not mafia, or caeser, you can still lynch or kill me. Whittle it down some more! The less living senators in the curio the better eh? Less people to disagree with your totalitarian rulings.
Haha, not you specifically :P
But yes, obviously to get to caeser I see we have to kep some poplares, or cesarians (I'm so bad at remembering which is which, the ones on pompey's side, is what I mean) alive so that the other side doesn't straight win.
God I feel so dumb being in this game
Vote:johnhughthom
LG seems to know what he's talking about, so I'm going with him.
Firstly Andres I did not target these people because of thier faction, they were planning on killing (or lynching actually) a senator purely for the benefit of a faction victory over a victory for the republic. As a dead townie (you are right ?) surely you can see the problem with this, also they are suspects to be mafia. Actively seeking the faction victory condition is the straw that broke the camels back....
If you'll notice a few weeks back i was happy to lynch beefy off until some information came to light, im not sure if Beefy is completely cleared, personally i don't know if pompey is still alive or not.... if some information comes to light pointing to an optimates i will happily reveal that to...
The other suspicious thing which pointed suspicion at Iskander and John was the night they decided to investigate AggonyDuck he died, they came back with the wrong result on his faction as well....
That night greyblades was in group attacking split and split was at home defending himself...
So John is priority, greyblades or split may be able to be cleared by other methods...
Well as it seems I am as good as gone, I think you should all look closer at split afterwards. He is the only person left I still have suspicions of.
I've already shown all that I can, if I'm to die for showing nothing more, then I'm to die because I HAVE nothing more.
FYI, a major storm is about to hit my area. Check out this weather warning:
This is due to pass by around the time the day phase ends. If I don't end it prompty at the proper time, it probably means I've lost power and can't get on the internet. If so, I'll end the day as soon as I an.Quote:
THIS IS A DANGEROUS STORM. IF YOU ARE IN ITS PATH... PREPARE IMMEDIATELY FOR DAMAGING WINDS... DESTRUCTIVE HAIL... AND DEADLY CLOUD TO GROUND LIGHTNING. PEOPLE OUTSIDE SHOULD MOVE TO A SHELTER... PREFERABLY INSIDE A STRONG BUILDING BUT AWAY FROM WINDOWS.
Solid evidence in what way? It might only mean AggonyDuck had lied about his faction to LG.
Woah, stay safe TC.
Sweet! I'd ignore the advice and go outside for a bit if I were you. Just watch out for twigs flying into your eye. Big storms are awesome.
Weather warning says hail the size of nickels and wind at 70mph. Did I mention I have to commute home in this?
whee....
Yikes, be safe!
The result was pmed to LG, I think. If not I don't have it anymore, I deleted all the pms I thought irrelevant.
Day XI is over, write-up commencing.
“Old age: the crown of life, our play's last act.”
- Marcus Tullius Cicero
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The relative serenity of the previous evening had emboldened the Senate. Despite the reputed note from Caesar, the restoration of order at last seemed to be a real possibility. Those who had weathered the crisis and emerged intact struck out viciously against those of their colleagues who were suspected of holding partisan views. The debate quickly focused on Beefy187 and johnhughthom.
At first, the accusations flew in both directions, but as the pressure mounted, johnhughthom’s friends began to abandon him. What was at first an even contest soon turned into a landslide. When the votes were finally tallied, johnhughthom sighed heavily. He bowed his head briefly in contemplation, then stood to address all in the Curia. “What you have done here today has doomed the Republic! You think that you have saved it, but you are wrong. Caesar crossed the Rubicon not to destroy Rome but to save it! The Republic has grown corrupt and the people clamor for reform.”
johnhughthom turned to face Jolt, “Will you give it to them? You claimed to uphold law and order with your accusations against Lucius Sergius Catiline, but then you executed him and his conspirators without a trial! Is this the way of the Republic? Those in power executing whom they please on a whim and without an opportunity to present a case in their own defense?! That is the way of Lucius Cornelius Sulla, not Lucius Junius Brutus. No, you are no true defender of Rome; you speak of upholding law, but you discard it whenever you feel it expedient!”
johnhughthom then turned to face Caius, “I would have to be a comic to place the word reform in the same sentence as your name! What do you care about except tradition and the Old Ways? You follow these as if they were the teachings of Jupiter Optimus Maximus himself, yet you ignore all of the evils that the ancient traditions have brought upon us! If Rome had always believed in upholding tradition, the Tarquinian Kings would rule us to this day! You pay homage to Lucius Junius Brutus, yet you are too stupid to realize that he was a revolutionary, a radical who overthrew the established order and created a better system! Change is not always an evil, sometimes can be good, and sometimes it is necessary. Your ways lead to stagnation, decay, and death.”
“As for the rest of you,” johnhughthom scowled at the remaining Senators, “you will see soon enough that this is not the end. All that you have done is prolonged the struggle. There are others who will take up arms to do what must be done to save Rome!” He turned back to Jolt and Caius, bowing low, “Might I have your permission, most honorable Senators, to address the public before I meet my end?” Jolt and Caius looked at each other briefly. What harm could a few words from a proscripted man do? They nodded in assent. With that, johnhughthom turned and strode out into the forum.
The crowd was baying for his blood, expecting another opportunity at enrichment. Boldly, johnhughthom walked to the rostra and raised his arms. He gestured, at them to let him speak, but it was no good. Suddenly, a disturbance began off to the side of the forum, and a procession of legionaries began to make their way forward, pushing through the crowd. Between them, they carried the body of Andres. At the sight of this, the mob began to hush, and soon they watched in silent awe as the body was brought to johnhughthom and placed on the rostra. With that, johnhughthom began to speak.
“Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with Caesar. The noble Cicero hath told you Caesar was ambitious: If it were so, it was a grievous fault and grievously has Caesar answered it.”
“Here under leave of Cicero and the rest --- for Cicero is an honorable man --- so are they all honorable men --- come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me --- but Cicero says he was ambitious and Cicero is an honorable man.”
“He has brought many captives home to Rome whose ransoms did fill the general coffers. Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When the poor have cried, Caesar has wept --- ambition should be made of sterner stuff. Yet Cicero says he was ambitious and Cicero is an honorable man. I speak not to disprove what Cicero spoke, but here I am to speak what I do know.”
“You all did love him once, not without cause. What cause witholds you then, to mourn for him now? Oh judgment! Thou art fled to brutish beasts and men have lost their reason. Bear with me. My heart is in the coffin here with Caesar and I must pause til it come back to me. But yesterday the word of Caesar might have stood against the world; now he lies there. And none so poor to do him reverence.”
“Oh masters, if I were disposed to stir your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, I should do Cicero wrong, and Cato wrong, who, you all know, are honorable men. I will not do them wrong; I rather choose to wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you, than I will wrong such honorable men. But here's a parchment with the seal of Caesar --- I found it in his closet, 'tis his will: Let but the people hear this testament, which, pardon me, I do not mean to read, and they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds and dip their napkins in his sacred blood, yea, beg a hair of him for memory, and, dying, mention it within their wills, bequeathing it as a rich legacy unto their issue.”
The crowd had long ago grown quiet, their bloodlust sated by johnhughthom’s elegant words. Yet with the revelation of Caesar’s will, they found their voice again; pleading with johnhughthom to continue, to tell them of Caesar’s final wishes.
“Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it; it is not right you know how Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; and, being men, bearing the will of Caesar, it will inflame you, it will make you mad! 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs, for if you should, oh, what would come of it!”
johnhughthom made to stop, and turned away, but the mob screamed out for him. Slowly, he turned back towards them and continued, making obvious sidelong looks at the Curia.
“Will you be patient? Will you stay awhile? I have overshot myself to tell you of it. I fear the honorable men whose daggers have stabbed Caesar, I do fear it!”
With this, the crowed howled with violent anger, and the Senators watching from the steps of the Curia glanced warily at one another. This was not what they had expected from the proscription, not at all. johnhughthom continued.
“You will compel me, then to read the will? Then make a ring about the corpse of Caesar, and let me show you him that made the will. Shall I descend? And will you give me leave?”
The people responded with cheers. Descending from the rostra to stand amidst the people, johnhughthom continued his eulogy.
“If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this coat --- I remember the first time Caesar put it on. 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, that day he overcame the Huns.”
“Look --- in this place ran Ahenobarbus’ dagger through! See what a rent the envious Metellus Scipio made! Through this well-beloved Pompey stabbed, and as he plucked his cursed steel away, mark how the blood of Caesar followed it, as rushing out of doors, to be resolved if Pompey so unkindly knocked or no.
“For Pompey, as you know, was Caesar's friend and son in law --- judge, oh you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him! This was the most unkindest cut of all! For when the noble Caesar saw his stab, ingratitude, more strong than traitor's arms, quite vanquished him, then burst his mighty heart, and in his mantle muffling up his face, even at the base of Pompey's statue, which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell.”
“Oh, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I and you and all of us fell down, while bloody treason flourished over us. Oh now you weep and I perceive you feel the dint of pity --- these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you when you but behold our Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here! Here is himself marred as you see with traitors.”
“Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up to such a sudden flood of mutiny. They that have caused this deed are honorable. What private griefs they have, alas, I know not what made them do it. They are wise and honorable and will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.”
“I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Cicero is; but, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, that loves my friend and that they know full well that gave me public leave to speak of him --- for I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, action nor utterance, nor the power of speech to stir men's blood. I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know; show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor dumb mouths, and bid them speak for me … but were I Cicero, and Cicero, Lepidus, there were a Lepidus would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue in every wound of Caesar that should move the stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.”
With this, the crowd began to gesture angrily, and hands that were previously raised with open palms now clutched knives and cudgels. With shouts, a few men began to move towards the Curia, but johnhughthom continued.
“But friends, you go to do you know not what! Wherein has Caesar thus deserved your love? Alas, you know not - I must tell you then - You have forgot the will I told you of. Here is the will, and under Caesar's seal. To every several man, seventy-five drachmas! Moreover, he has left you all his walks, his private arbors and new-planted orchards - he has left them all to you. And to your heirs forever, common pleasures, to walk abroad, to recreate yourselves. Here was a Caesar! When comes another?”
With this revelation, the crowd emitted a sound the like of which Rome had never heard. Part elation at their inheritance, part outrage at Caesar’s death, it was all passion. The crowd surged up the steps towards the Curia, but the Senators had seen what was coming and they had long since departed. With no target for their anger, the plebeians settled for defacing a few statues before marching back through the streets of Rome, singing the praises of those who had fallen in the crisis. johnhughthom slipped away amongst the crowd, his proscription forgotten by the people who had been so enriched by his words and Caesar’s will. He removed his white Senatorial toga and vanished into the city.
That night was a restless one for the surviving Senators. In the morning, they met again, though this time privately in the house of Cicero. The city had quieted down a great deal since the previous day’s excitement. There was still great turmoil amongst the populous, but without any partisan Senator to lead them it remained a simmering discontent instead of a boiling rebellion. Cicero and Cato now sat in firm control of the Senate. With the dual threats of Pompey and Caesar defeated, the work of restoring the Republic to its old glory was about to begin. It would be hard work, and it would take much effort, but with these two dedicated and talented men leading the way, there was hope at last. The Roman Republic would survive.
…
It was late at night when he reached Velitrae. The town was dark, but the light of the moon was bright and guided him on towards his destination. With Cicero and Cato in control of the Senate, he had no choice but to go into hiding. Yet, there was power still in the name of Caesar, and he had not said all during his eulogy on the forum. True, Caesar had given much to the plebeians, but that was but a small part of the boundless wealth he had appropriated during his time in Gaul. A full two-thirds of that wealth was bestowed on another beneficiary, one who Caesar had formally adopted as his son and heir in his will. That man would receive not only the wealth required to pay armies, but the name required to inspire them: Gaius Julius Caesar. True, he was still young, but he was ready for the toga virilis, and more importantly, Caesar had believed him worthy of his great legacy. Perhaps he would succeed where his adoptive father had failed. Perhaps there was still one man who could do what had to be done for the sake of Rome.
johnhughthom reached his destination, and rapped hastily on the door. After a few moments, the shuffling of sandaled feet could be heard, and a small window opened to reveal the face of an elderly servant. “Yes, what is it?” johnhughthom pulled back his hood, so that the moonlight spilled onto his face. “Tell Gaius Octavius Thurinus that Marcus Aemilius Lepidus has arrived with news from Rome.”
Republic Victory
johnhughthom: 6 (LG, Beefy187, TheFlax, Jolt, Khazaar, Marshal Murat)
Beefy187: 2 (johnhughthom, Ignoramus)
Abstain: 2 ('khaan, split)
Not Voting: 2 (Greyblades, Caius)
Alive (11):
Beefy187 - Appius Claudius Pulcher (Pulcher) – Optimates Senator
Greyblades - Gaius Asinius Pollio (Pollio) – Populares Senator
LittleGrizzly - Lucius Cornelius Lentulus Crus (Lentulus) – Consul, converted by Cato
Shinseikhaan - Publius Attius Varus (Varus) – Optimates Senator
spL1tp3r50naL1ty - Lucius Munatius Plancus (Plancus) – Populares Senator
Khazaar - Lucius Afranius (Afranius) – Optimates Senator
Jolt - Marcus Tullius Cicero (Cicero) – Republican Orator
Marshal Murat - Publius Cornelius Dolabella (Dolabella) – Populares Senator
Ignoramus - Tiberius Claudius Nero (Tiberius Nero) – Optimates Senator, switched to Populares Senator
TheFlax - Aulus Allienus (Allienus) – Praetor, converted by Cicero
Caius - Marcus Porcius Cato Uticensis (Cato the Younger) – Republican Orator
Killed (14):
White_eyes:D - Marcus Claudius Marcellus (Marcellus) – Optimates Senator
mini - Gaius Cassius Longinus (Cassius) – Optimates Senator
Beskar - Titus Labienus (Labienus) – Populares Senator
Yaropolk - Quintus Cassius Longinus (Longinus) – Populares Senator
pevergreen - Decimus Junius Brutus Albinus (Decimus Brutus) – Populares Senator
Glenn - Marcus Antonius (Mark Anthony) – Caesarian Legate
GeneralHankerchief - Quintus Scribonius Curio (Curio) - Praetor
Andres - Gaius Julius Caesar (Caesar) – Caesarian Dictator
woad&fangs - Marcus Junius Brutus (Brutus) – Optimates Senator
Sasaki Kojiro - Faustus Cornelius Sulla (Faustus) – Optimates Senator, converted by Cato
Askthepizzaguy - Marcus Terentius Varro (Varro) – Optimates Senator
Gaius Scribonius Curio - Quintus Valerius Orca (Orca) – Populares Senator
Ichigo - Gaius Claudius Marcellus Major (Marcellus Major) – Consul, converted by Cato
AggonyDuck - Publius Cornelius Lentulus Spinther (Spinther) – Optimates Senator
Proscripted (11):
navarro951 - Gnaeus Domitius Calvinus (Calvinus) – Caesarian Legate
Tiberius of the Drake - Servius Sulpicius Lemonia Rufus (Sulpicius) – Populares Senator
Cronos Impera - Publius Cornelius Scipio Salvito (Salvito) – Optimates Senator
Cultured Drizzt fan - Gnaeus Pompeius Magnus (Pompey the Great) – Pompeian Dictator
YLC - Marcus Calpurnius Bibulus (Bibulus) – Optimates Senator
atheotes - Lucius Domitius Ahenobarbus (Ahenobarbus) – Pompeian Legate
Captain Blackadder - Marcus Caelius Rufus (Rufus) – Populares Senator
Chaotix - Cleopatra VII Philopator (Cleopatra) – Queen of Egypt
Tratorix - Quintus Caecilius Metellus Pius Scipio Nasica (Metellus Scipio) – Pompeian Legate, promoted to Dictator
Iskander 3.1 - Lucius Aemilius Lepidus Paullus (Paullus) – Populares Senator, recruited to Caesarian Legate by Lepidus.
johnhughthom - Marcus Aemilius Lepidus (Lepidus) – Populares Senator, recruited to Caesarian Legate by Caesar, promoted to Caesarian Dictator
WoG/Suicide (1):
everyone - Publius Vatinius (Vatinius) – Optimates Senator
Awesome game, well played surviving Senators and thank you very much TinCow.
glad we accomplished some things. great game everyone, was a lot of fun being the bad guy for my first ever mafia game. This was awesome, I thank Tratorix and Atheotes for dealing with my crazy plans as dictator. hope everyone found my messages humorous, I sure did.
My dream came true.
Congratulations fellow senators! We'll have a few fiestas.
Thanks TinCow!!
It was great to have some good old fashioned Roman politics!
I am particularly glad I got to personally send out the hit on Caesar himself!
“It is pleasant at times to play the madman.”
- Lucius Annaeus Seneca
Caesarian Roles
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Pompeian Roles
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Special Roles
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Populares Senators
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Optimates Senators
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Does the last line suggest a sequel? Or perhaps a Sulla/Marius prequel?
Thanks for the dignified end my character received TC.
Ah, the sweet smell of victory. Well done, town.
Very nice game, TinCow. I must admit, though, that not once did I take advantage of night abilities. Guess it worked. *shrug*
Perhaps eventually, though I suspect for a sequel I would have to 'reboot' history a bit. A lot of the main players in the second civil war died in this game and I would have to resurrect them to properly populate it. In any case, a second Rome-based game won't come until after I do my original idea which is a game based around the Thirty Years War.