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Diana must die Diana must die Diana must die praise GH
OK well that round is over. Let's see who died then, then.
Ishmael- Zaccino
Zaccino- Lazy
Pharaoh- Ishmael
atheotes- Arjos
Jarema- W_E
Csargo- Andres
Diana- Chaotix, issaikhaan :skull:
Chaotix: "I still think Diana should host this mafia."
issaikhaan: "Yes. That is what needs to happen next."
Everyone else: "Meh."
Chaotix: "ALL GLORY TO THE HANKERCHIEF."
issaikhaan: "ALL GLORY TO THE HANKERCHIEF."
Zaccino: "No, he's not glorious, as a matter of fact, he's actually quite-ALL GLORY TO THE HANKERCHIEF."
Everyone: "All praise the glorious general, hallowed be thy kerchief.
The father of all .Org mafia.
The bringer of scumbags, detectives, and 'niller roles.
The Godfather of Godfathers.
With handy tissues, my pocket he fills
The host who every sorrow stills
To GH all praise and glory.
What power roles GH hath made
Are few and far between
By morning lynch or evening murder
His writeups always slay me.
From the kingdom of peace and love
To the hallowed gameroom page
To GH all praise and glory!"
issaikhaan: "Our General is great."
All: "Our General is great."
Chaotix: "His cause is just."
All: "His cause is just."
issaikhaan: "To him we offer a virgin sacrifice."
Chaotix: "A virgin sacrifice."
Diana: "A virgin sacrifice!?!"
Askthepizzaguy: "A virgin sacrifice?"
Chaotix and issaikhaan: "A VIRGIN SACRIFICE!"
Diana Abnoba: "Well, I'm sure this is quite an honor. Really, but I... I must decline."
issaikhaan: "To refuse an honor of this magnitude would be disrespectful to our great General."
Diana Abnoba: "But I would never dishonor the great Hankerchief, I mean really, what have I ever done?"
Suddenly, GeneralHankerchief springs back to life, not unlike some pizza-related guys we know and tolerate. He brings with him a worm-and-dirt covered tome, and flips many pages, and plops it down on the desk in front of Diana.
GeneralHankerchief begins reading.
"Tyler felt the young woman's passionate embrace, and her amorous lips locked tightly against his own. He closed his eyes and felt things he never felt before... and indeed, experienced things he had never experienced.
The young woman's skin began to split, all down her back, separating from the shoulder blades all the way down to her tailbone. From this huge opening in her skin, a writhing mass of pulsating tentacles emerged, and wrapped around Tyler's helpless, paralyzed body. The body of Alyssa Martin melted away, revealing her true form underneath... a being totally alien from anything Tyler had ever seen before. Alyssa's pretty face split in half and slid off of the exoskeleton underneath the layer of skin, revealing a terrifying jaw filled with razor sharp teeth.
Tyler screamed at that very moment, a strange combination of heated passion and unimaginable horror. The Bride Creature rolled over, lifting Tyler above her with her tentacles, and unhinged her jaw. Tyler screamed and screamed as he was fed into the Queen feet first, sliding down her slippery throat with ease, her body contorting and expanding to make room. Tyler could barely move his arms, but he was not nearly strong enough to resist. He felt the hot, wet interior of the creature gripping his body tightly, coating him in some kind of acid, which seemed to dissolve the paralytic slime he was previously covered with. He tried to grab his weapon, the grenade launcher, determined to slay this creature and kill himself in the process, but he couldn't quite reach it. The Queen's tongue wrapped around his body and pulled him further inside her mouth, and Tyler screamed one final time before her jaw snapped shut, biting down on his neck, breaking it instantly and ending his life. He lost consciousness then, mercifully, as his corpse slid down the gullet of the Queen, and into her digestive sac where he would be broken down to serve as food for their numerous offspring."
Diana Abnoba: "Oh, that. Although our children are bizarre and grotesque alien freaks with an insatiable desire for human flesh, I still love them, don't you?"
GeneralHankerchief: "I think you missed the part where you ate my corpse."
Diana Abnoba: "Right. Well, in my defense, you WERE delicious. Plus, I hadn't eaten all day, and I had just outrun a bunch of villagers bent on killing me. And then you came along and you were just so funny, and charming, and had just the right combination of genetic markers which would allow our species to copulate, and then I needed nutrients and well, you weren't doing anything terribly important with your body, so I ate it."
GeneralHankerchief: "Would someone please KILL HER."
Chaotix: "I got you, big G. One writhing mass of disgusting tentacles, served well done, coming up!"
Chaotix pulled out a rocket propelled grenade launcher. From his attache case. The one you never see. Trust me, it's there, somehow.
Diana Abnoba: "Is that a rocket in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"
Chaotix: "Very funny. Now, do you have any last requests?"
Diana Abnoba: "I'd really like to spend the last moments of my life getting re-acquainted with my groom over there."
GeneralHankerchief: "Stay away from me."
Diana Abnoba: "I just want to hold hands and reminisce about the good times we shared together."
GeneralHankerchief: "You covered me in paralytic goo and decapitated me praying-mantis style. I do NOT want to reminisce about that."
Diana Abnoba: "How about one last kiss, for old times' sake? Or one last dance?"
GeneralHankerchief: "You're the queen of the alien harpies, and I don't want you within 100 feet of me, alive or dead!"
Diana Abnoba: *breaks down sobbing* "You heartless monster! How could you treat me this way after the love we shared!?!"
GeneralHankerchief: "THAT WASN'T LOVE! THAT WAS ALIEN-ON-MAN FREAKISHNESS!"
Diana Abnoba: "I gave you my heart, I gave you my hopes, I gave you my body...."
GeneralHankerchief: "I gave you my brains, I gave you my internal organs, I gave you indigestion...."
Diana Abnoba: "I gave you a child..."
GeneralHankerchief: "Three children, and they were all horrible grotesque killing machines."
Diana Abnoba: "You never came to any of their baseball games, recitals, or their graduation!"
GeneralHankerchief: "They died minutes after birth, while trying to destroy the human race."
Diana Abnoba: "You still should have been there for them."
GeneralHankerchief: "I WAS DEAD! Still am, if I recall. Although I can't really tell, this narrative makes no sense. Am I dead or alive right now, Pizza?"
Askthepizzaguy: "......................Yes?"
GeneralHankerchief: "Can we get on with this already. Please."
Askthepizzaguy: "I believe the lady requested a dance. I'm inclined to honor that much."
GeneralHankerchief: "You do it, I'm dead."
Askthepizzaguy: "So am I, but I believe the lady wants to dance with you."
Diana Abnoba: *waves flirtingly*
GeneralHankerchief glares at Pizza.
GeneralHankerchief: "I am so gonna get you when it's my turn to host. I still owe you a death from Capo IV, Pizza boy."
Askthepizzaguy: "Bring it on, sneezy! Right now, it's the last dance. Some music, please."
Andres put on his cool shades, and switched on his very retro-looking boombox which he carried on his shoulder and started bobbing his head with the music.
Diana Abnoba: "Let's dance, darling! For old times' sake!"
GeneralHankerchief: "I've got a bad feeling about this. I'm paying close attention to the lyrics."
Last dance
Last dance for love
Yes, it's my last chance
For romance tonight
I need you by me
Beside me, to guide me
To hold me, to scold me
'Cause when I'm bad
I'm so, so bad
GeneralHankerchief: "Does that mean she was guilty?"
Askthepizzaguy: *shakes his head* "I can't really tell you that."
So let's dance the last dance
Let's dance the last dance
Let's dance this last dance tonight
Last dance
Last dance for love
Yes, it's my last chance
For romance tonight
I need you by me
Beside me, to guide me
To hold me, to scold me
'Cause when I'm bad
I'm so, so bad
Diana Abnoba: "Having fun yet, my love?"
GeneralHankerchief: "This isn't so bad, I guess...."
So let's dance the last dance
Let's dance the last dance
Let's dance this last dance tonight
Yeah, will you be my Mr. Right
Can you fill my appetite
GeneralHankerchief: "HEY, WAIT JUST A MINUTE...." :brood:
I can't be sure
That you're the one for me
But all that I ask
Is that you dance with me
Dance with me, yeah....
Diana Abnoba: "I'm still famished, my sweet prince" :eyebrows:
GeneralHankerchief: "KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT!!!!"
Chaotix fired the RPG and incinerated the both of them. GH died with a relieved smile on his face, as well as a bunch of Diana's smoking entrails. The rest of the spectators began wiping goo off of themselves.
Askthepizzaguy: "Love. Sometimes it's messy, and ends with a bang. But always so memorable."
Possibly alive enough to host this game: [18/33]
Andres
Arjos
atheotes
Captain Blackadder
Chaotix
Csargo
Double A
Greyblades
Ishmael
issaikhaan
Jarema
Kagemusha
LazyMcCrow
Pharaoh Ramese II
Robbiecon
SalmonSoil
White_Eyes:D
Zaccino
Rather a bit too dead to host this game: [15/33]
Askthepizzaguy
Seon
Believer
Edse
Visorslash
Nightbringer
Populus Romanus
GeneralHankerchief
DaveShaq
Bsmith
CountArach
rickinator9
Riedquat
Tiaexz
Diana Abnoba
BEGIN NIGHT FIVE
A fine addition to my Fiction folder.
:laugh4::laugh4::laugh4::laugh4: Totally awesome write up Pizza!! :2thumbsup: I loved that game, especially that write up when I had praying mantis love making with my groom, GH. (for those that weren't in that game it was called Dark Falls hosted by our illustrious, most cheesiest Pizzaguy).
I'm sad that I'm dead now, but at least with that great write up, it helps to ease the pain from the RPG. Thanks Pizza.
Elaborate and impractical torture methods are already being designed in anticipation for my revenge.
Excellent.Quote:
Originally Posted by GeneralHankerchief
Who needs role-reveals when we have some of the most hilarious write-ups ever?:laugh4:
SalmonSoil stirred in his sleep. He thought he heard a banging noise outside his window. He rolled out of bed to check it out.
He couldn't quite see anything, so he opened up the window and stuck his head out, curiously.
A bowling ball struck him in the head, and he blacked out.
When he came to, he was trapped in a body bag, being dragged roughly on the ground. He screamed and tried to get out, but whenever he did, someone struck him with a shovel. He decided to play dead and listen carefully. He heard the sounds of shoveling dirt, and not a whole lot else. He was hoping whoever it was would leave him unattended so he could escape.
Off in the distance, the sound of a truck approaching gave SalmonSoil some hope for a rescue. It seemed to be getting closer, and closer, and then it started to make the backing up noise.
"Time to sleep with the fishes." said a voice.
SalmonSoil tried to break free from the bag and escape, but he was dragged over a steep drop and left in the bag. SalmonSoil struggled with the zipper from the inside, and soon enough, he started to worm his way free. He saw the stars, and he breathed in the fresh air.
Something smelled fishy, though.
The truck began to lift up, and dump its cargo into the open grave. SalmonSoil hadn't quite freed himself completely from the bag, and he looked up to see...
fish.
Thousands and thousands of fish. And they buried him completely, their heavy, wet bodies crushing him.
"Salmon. Soil. GET IT???"
SalmonSoil groaned his last, and not just because of how bad the joke was. He could no longer breathe.
:pisces:
Arjos was feeling a little bored. When a bearded figure crashed through his bedroom window, swinging from a rope, Arjos knew that he was going to have an interesting evening.
"Yarrr! I be here to collect on an old debt, matey. Your treasure or your head!" :7pirate:
"Treasure? What treasure? All I've got is a bunch of Spider-Man comic books and a bunch of Star Wars figurines still in their original packaging!"
"A fine booty that be, but not good enough I fear. Time ye be walkin' the plank!"
"I'll do no such thing! I will not be pillaged and/or plundered!"
"Well then we'll be crossin' sabres, lad. Look sharp, because me blade's even sharper!"
"I have just the right saber for this battle."
the sound of an authentic Darth Vader lightsaber toy switching on fills the bedroom. The red glow lights up Arjos' face as he prepares for battle.
"You guessed wrong about that, matey."
With a single swing, the plastic toy is cut in half. Arjos looks shocked that the replica is so easily destroyed.
"You ruined my fantasy world, man! I don't even WANT to live anymore!"
Arjos rushes to the bedroom window and hurls himself out of it. The Pirate just stands there dumbfounded.
"....Yarrr." :pirate2:
Possibly alive enough to host this game: [16/33]
Andres
atheotes
Captain Blackadder
Chaotix
Csargo
Double A
Greyblades
Ishmael
issaikhaan
Jarema
Kagemusha
LazyMcCrow
Pharaoh Ramese II
Robbiecon
White_Eyes:D
Zaccino
Rather a bit too dead to host this game: [17/33]
Askthepizzaguy
Seon
Believer
Edse
Visorslash
Nightbringer
Populus Romanus
GeneralHankerchief
DaveShaq
Bsmith
CountArach
rickinator9
Riedquat
Tiaexz
Diana Abnoba
SalmonSoil
Arrrrjos
Begin Day Six.
48 hours.
Shiver me timbers! :D
vote: White Eyes
explain why you are so.
Vote : Csargo
And where is robbiecon?
So what? What is he so? I'm so confused!Quote:
Originally Posted by Jarema
Vote: white_eyes
Explain yourself! Explain why you are so!
vote: Andres for now so that I don't forget to vote again. This afternoon, when I have a bit more time, I'll see if I can find a proper case against somebody.
Vote: Chaotix
Vote: JaremaQuote:
Originally Posted by Jarema
No you!
I guess you could say I'm sleeping with the fishes.
Indeed we could, but it's already been said:Quote:
Originally Posted by SalmonSoil
Quote:
Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy
I feel like you should have put more onto that...but scum shouldn't think too hard.:laugh4:Quote:
Originally Posted by Jarema
Vote:Jarema
Vote: Andres
Because I can only log on about once every two days and you continually rejected my idea that Diana dying was a fantastic idea.
Awkward. I even checked to make sure it hadn't.Quote:
Originally Posted by Chaotix
I didn't mind your idea, but this was always a better one. vote: AndresQuote:
Originally Posted by issaikhaan
So LazyMcCrow. So far, you always voted for me. I don't recall you ever giving an explanation for your vote.
I voted for Zaccino yesterday when it was apparent that no-one else was going to vote for you. He is scum if you are not. Your scum double if you will. But I am certain that you are scum and I have never given an explanation for voting you, as I have never been asked. Why ask now? Because you have two votes against you instead of just one?Quote:
Originally Posted by Andres
Exactly.Quote:
Originally Posted by LazyMcCrow
Are you going to answer or will you continue to avoid the question, in the proces throwing some more veiled accusations/insinuations my way?
Vote: LazyMcCrow.Please tell us more about Andres and Zaccino connection. From where do you draw these conclusions?
Andres - I can just smell.Quote:
Originally Posted by Kagemusha
Zaccino is an afterthought, but the tone of his posts is much more involved than I have noticed from him in other games. I have no idea of posting behaviour and have not paid much attention to this game since the first couple of days, but I bet if Andres is lynched the kill rate will drop.
I'm typically among the top posters in a mafia game.Quote:
Originally Posted by LazyMcCrow
I didn't mean your frequency of posting at all - more your level of seriousnessQuote:
Originally Posted by Zaccino
That's hilarious that you would say that.Quote:
Originally Posted by Andres
My jovial exterior hides the cold, dark, serious monster inside.Quote:
Originally Posted by LazyMcCrow
Vote: kagemusha.
If it's hilarious, then why aren't you laughing? You're a liar! You're not finding this hilarious, otherwise you would be laughing.Quote:
Originally Posted by Csargo
"That's hilarious" has to be followed by ":laugh4:".
Unvote ; Vote : Csargo
Sorry, I forgot about the rules of hilarity. Won't happen again I assure you.:smartass:Quote:
Originally Posted by Andres
I shall be asleep when the round ends, in a little bit. Please keep in mind the deadline will not be extended, and that further votes won't count after that.
W_E: Jarema, Chaotix
Csargo: Andres
Andres: Ishmael, Issaikhaan, LazyMcCrow :skull:
Chaotix: Zaccino
Jarema: Csargo, W_E
Lazy: Kagemusha
Kagemusha: atheotes
"I've figured it out. Andres wants to host this mafia." said Ishmael.
"Bye!" said Askthepizzaguy, as he dove into an open grave and began frantically covering himself with soil.
"....That's probably a good sign, right?" said Khaan.
"I've got a good feeling about this." said LazyMcCrow confidently.
The skies turned black, and a torrent of frogs and snakes and little tiny bunny rabbits began falling from the heavens. Also, rain.
"WHO DARES DISTURB MY NAP?" said Andres.
"It is I, Ishmael. I have come to meekly accuse your Great and Powerfulness of.... of.... whatever it is being guilty means in this game."
"YOU'RE WRONG." said Andres, who proceeded to drink a gallon of ale in a single sip.
"Oh, okay. Nevermind then." said Ishmael. "My apologies, O glorious drinker of alcohol."
LazyMcCrow: "Hey, don't just let up on him because he's insanely powerful. YO, ANDRES!"
"WHAT?" came the reply, as the ground trembled underneath Lazy's feet.
LazyMcCrow: "Uh, nothing."
issaikhaan: "Let me handle this."
LazyMcCrow: "Have at it, buddy."
issaikhaan: "You're the one that wants to host this game, Andres. Now, just admit it, and we'll play a nice little game, and you can wreak as much havoc as you like."
"I ALREADY DO."
issaikhaan: "Right. Then I have no choice. I challenge you to a drinking contest."
"WHAT?"
issaikhaan: "You and me. Drinking contest. Loser has to host this game."
"HOLD ON, LET ME FINISH MY BEER FIRST."
issaikhaan: "Sure, I'll wait."
Andres summoned the entire supply of beer from northern Europe, and chugged it.
"OK, READY."
Issaikhaan: "Here are the rules. Contained in the goblet of wine in front of me, is wine. There may or may not be poison in the wine..."
"NOPE. I JUST DRANK IT. THERE WAS NO POISON IN IT."
Issaikhaan calmly poured wine into another goblet.
Issaikhaan: "As I was saying. Contained in the goblet is wine. We will take turns drinking out of the goblet of wine until one of us cannot continue."
Andres tossed the entire goblet in his mouth, chewed it up, and then spat out a dozen smaller goblets.
"YOUR TURN."
Issaikhaan filled each of the dozen smaller goblets, and took a single sip of wine.
Issaikhaan: "You're up, Andres."
Andres chugged each one of the dozen goblets of wine, and spat out a dozen more goblets for each one that he drank.
"MORE."
Issaikhaan began pouring wine into the 144 goblets.
The sound of the pouring went on for nearly an hour.
Soon, it became too much for Andres' bladder, and he was forced to excuse himself and use the bathroom.
Issaikhaan took a second sip of wine.
Andres was still answering nature's call nearly an hour later, so Issaikhaan was declared the winner of the drinking contest.
Later, Andres was found unconscious, with a beer tap in his mouth. A single gunshot wound to the forehead seemed to indicate that he was dead... but you never really can tell with Andres.
:barrel:
Possibly alive enough to host this game: [15/33]
atheotes
Captain Blackadder
Chaotix
Csargo
Double A
Greyblades
Ishmael
issaikhaan
Jarema
Kagemusha
LazyMcCrow
Pharaoh Ramese II
Robbiecon
White_Eyes:D
Zaccino
Rather a bit too dead to host this game: [18/33]
Askthepizzaguy
Seon
Believer
Edse
Visorslash
Nightbringer
Populus Romanus
GeneralHankerchief
DaveShaq
Bsmith
CountArach
rickinator9
Riedquat
Tiaexz
Diana Abnoba
SalmonSoil
Arrrrjos
Andres
Begin Night Six.
*tap tap tap*
The noise was coming from the bedroom window. The occupant of the bedroom just kept snoring loudly. A bright light began to glow outside, shining into the unlit room, as if searching for something.
*tap tap tap*
"Five more minutes. I just went to bed. Lemme alone."
*SMASH*
The window shattered, and the occupant of the bedroom sat straight up, and looked out the window groggily.
"Who... who are you?" he said, as he began rubbing his eyes.
A falsetto voice replied. The kind of falsetto voice that would make getting stabbed in the eyes with corkscrews seem pleasant by comparison.
"HELLOOOOOO!!!"
There in the window was a bizarre sight. It appeared to be a bearded man, in a frilly fairy costume, with angel wings. And he was.... flying.
"Okay. I give you points for originality, but it won't work. I know you're here to kill me, so just do it already."
"No, my little sugar dumpling. I am not here to murder you, for I am your fairy Godfather!"
"What."
"I am your guardian angel sent from above to warn you of danger! The mafia are coming to get you!"
"The mafia? I thought it was just deranged people who have an obsession with hosting a mafia game."
"Yes, but it's easier to just refer to them as the mafia!"
"Fair enough."
"You don't realize how important you are. Without you, all hope of saving the rest of them will be lost! I must take you from this place."
"I'm just a vanilla townie. Err, I mean, some dude who doesn't want to host this Mafia."
"There is more going on than you realize. Just remember who came up with the premise. Expect the unexpected!"
"Yeah, you're right. Pizza is a loon, therefore, I suppose I should be open-minded."
"Yes, exactly! Since when does Pizza ever host simple vanilla games? There's much more going on here. And I will show you, but time is running out! You must come with meeeeeee."
*a loud knock is heard on the door of the bedroom*
"Who in the world could that be, at this hour?"
"It's them! It's the mafia! Come with me, I will be your guardian angel! I will protect you from harm!"
"You will? You're... going to save my life tonight?"
"Yes! Yes my sweet little butterball. You must make haste, come and I will take you away to the gathering place for all of the fairies! You must promise never to reveal to anyone the nature of this secret hideout. Do you promise?"
"Yes strange bearded man wearing a frilly dress hanging around my bedroom, I promise to keep your secret from everyone! Now take me! Take me away and be my angel! Show me your hidden magical place, and cover me in your pixie dust!"
"That's the spirit! I'll take you in my arms and we'll fly! Fly, fly away!"
Double A leaped into the arms of the bearded man, and they began to sail off into the night sky.
"Say, is that a harness and a rope strapped to your back?
"Yeah. It's, uh.... all part of the magical mystery of fairies, kid."
"That doesn't seem very magical. Is that a blimp that we're hanging from?"
"Naw, it's a flock of winged unicorns. And they're being piloted by shiny golden leprechauns."
"So where is this magical place you're taking me to?"
"It's an enchanted castle, guarded by a rainbow-colored dragon made entirely out of the hopes and dreams of innocent children."
"........"
"We're here! We're at the enchanted castle, where all the magical fairies gather."
"I don't see anything."
The bearded man leaned in closer, and whispered into Double A's ear.
"You have to BELIEVE in fairies to get inside the castle. Do you believe?"
"Not really."
"Okay then, I guess I'll just take you back home where the murderous gangsters are waiting for you. I thought you wanted to see inside the enchanted castle, but I guess I was wrong...."
"Ok fine, I do believe in fairies."
"You don't really mean it. Back to the murderous gangsters you go!"
"Yes! Yes I do, I swear! I really do believe in fairies!"
"Well.... I'm still not sure."
"Please mister fairy Godfather, sir! I swear, on my life, I do believe in fairies! I do, I do, I do! I believe in fairies with all of my heart!"
"YAY! Now prepare yourself, for the human eye can scarcely imagine the wonders you're about to behold!"
"I believe in fairies! I believe in fairies!"
"PREPARE TO BE WOWED!"
The bearded man hurled Double A as hard as he could, and Double A plummeted several hundred feet, eventually landing on top of Captain Blackadder, who was out for an evening stroll. The end result sort of looked like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, smashed repeatedly with a sledgehammer, and sprinkled with bone fragments.
"Heh heh heh... ah.... that was a good one." said the bearded fairy.
Possibly alive enough to host this game: [13/33]
atheotes
Chaotix
Csargo
Greyblades
Ishmael
issaikhaan
Jarema
Kagemusha
LazyMcCrow
Pharaoh Ramese II
Robbiecon
White_Eyes:D
Zaccino
Rather a bit too dead to host this game: [20/33]
Askthepizzaguy
Seon
Believer
Edse
Visorslash
Nightbringer
Populus Romanus
GeneralHankerchief
DaveShaq
Bsmith
CountArach
rickinator9
Riedquat
Tiaexz
Diana Abnoba
SalmonSoil
Arrrrjos
Andres
Captain Blackadder
Double A
Begin Day Seven.
vote: Zaccino
ATPG, before I vote for anybody can I ask if anyone is on the brink of WoGing?
EDIT: Also, nice write-up, although it does seem a little cruel on Double A to make him profess his belief in fairies before killing him (and if that was your touch mafia, it was downright nasty. And would narrow the suspects down a little :beam:).
I've no plans to enforce any WOGs, as there are no mandatory minimums for participation in the game rules.
:laugh4::laugh4::laugh4: poor Double A, was just a little cruel to make him profess before he died, but funny as :daisy:
Guys, can you lynch Chaotix and possibly Kagemusha, then see where we are at.
What did I ever do?Quote:
Originally Posted by Diana Abnoba
Vote: Lazy
for the unexplained vote.
ok, let it be vote:Chaoix
Diana, I've been trying to lynch those two all game, but no one will follow me.
Vote: Chaotix
Vote: Kagemusha
On my gut. Something's not right with Kage. Like, being the mafia. Or something.
vote: Zaccino. Having re-read the thread, he seems to have jumped on 'easy' votes most of the time (his vote above being a case in point).
This is not the first round I've voted Chaotix.Quote:
Originally Posted by Ishmael
You are the one who has been "woe is me, vanilla games are hard, so let's go for the easy lynch and get lurkers." Do not accuse me of your wrongdoings.
Unvote, Vote: Ishmael
Despite the fact that Zaccino wants my head on a spike, a cursory examination of the last few pages has shown me that he's totally right about Ishmael.Quote:
Originally Posted by Zaccino
Zacspresso's either exercising good townie behavior, or is a convincing mafia (at least this round).
Ishmael is more or less doing exactly what Zacchiato described him as doing, which speaks of a mafioso trying to seem engaged in finding the mafia without doing any actual work. (For those suspicious of me, compare that to me not really paying attention and voting for the first person I see in the thread)
Anyway, Unvote, Vote: Ishmael
I'm taking up a cause today. Also, I'm doing exactly what Ishmael does on most days. I hope you guys are taking notes or something, this is going to be brilliant. :grin:
Diana, Maybe you might actually give some reason why you want me dead? Just because? And Khaan, You deserve the prize for the lamest vote of month awards.
"Something is not right with Kage." Tell me when everything was right about Kage? Lynching me by default is not the greatest of ideas. In any case i have to think a bit wo to vote and i need to drag my buttom to work before that.
Vote: Kagemusha
Vote:atheotes :stare:Quote:
Originally Posted by atheotes
So, do you have anything else to add or is that it?Quote:
Originally Posted by Jarema
I didn't even know atheotes was playing :inquisitive:
I think you're chatting to dead mafia and I think you're the last mafia.Quote:
Originally Posted by Zaccino
Vote: Zaccino Why change your vote to retaliation vote against Ihmael`, if you have been trying to consistently get me and Chaotix lynched?
Best. Death. Ever.
Huhm.... know what. Mafia kage would never get defensive about such a lame vote. Not this early.Quote:
Originally Posted by Kagemusha
unvote: Kagemusha
You smell fishy.Quote:
Originally Posted by issaikhaan
Vote: Chaotix
In case I don't get another chance. Somethin' aint right that I'm still alive.
I've voted for Ishmael before this round as many times as I've voted for you or Chaotix. Once.Quote:
Originally Posted by Kagemusha
And I didn't realize moving to a superior case was an indication of scum. My apologies, I'll make a note of that for future reference.
WIFOM.Quote:
Originally Posted by issaikhaan
Me and Khaan are still alive? This has to be some sick joke by lurker mafia and I won't stand for it. Vote:atheotes
FoS:everyone with less then 10 posts
And WIFOM.Quote:
Originally Posted by White_eyes:D
You would have killed me if you had known? :inquisitive:Quote:
Originally Posted by Andres
Zaccino: Lazy, Ishmael, Kagemusha :skull:
Chaotix: Jarema, Khaan
Kagemusha: atheotes
Ishmael: Zaccino, Chaotix
atheotes: Csargo, White Eyes
LazyMcCrow: "Well Zack, it's come down to this. We know what you've been doing. We know you want to host this Mafia. You want to host it so badly, that you're capable of.... MURDER."
Ishmael: "MURDER MOST FOUL!"
Kagemusha: "Plus, your vote is kinda all over the place. Scumbag!"
Zaccino: *sigh*
LazyMcCrow: "See! Right there! He's trying to pretend that he doesn't care that he's about to be lynched! The mark of a true scum."
Ishmael: "I say he's trying to feign townie frustration. Well it won't work! We see through your little schemes."
Kagemusha: "You tried to kill my friend Ishmael, and you tried to kill my friend Chaotix. Now the tables have turned, and you shall be the one who dies!"
Zaccino: "Yay."
Ishmael: "Now you shall die in a manner befitting a scum of your caliber! Right?"
......
Askthepizzaguy: "What? Oh, yeah. Ummm.... and then there was a whole boat.... full of like... zombie pirate ninjas. And the zombie pirates were all.... like... flipping out and tossing ninja stars everywhere, and going 'yarrr' and stuff. And then there was another boat full of like... ghost jesters. And they started firin' their lasers at each other, because they had lasers. And then there was a robot vampire cult that showed up from... the sky, and they began biting everyone and turned them into cyber-vampires. But there was also a renegade vampire who was all "I'm not like the others, I'm a warrior for the side of righteousness and peace and love" and he started un-vampiring everyone with his anti-vampire... um... phaser pistol. But before that happened, he was out walking around and like, buying a coffee, and the dude behind the counter kept messing up his order, so he asked to see the manager, and the guy was all "I am the manager!" but then this really hot chick showed up and she had a katana, and totally ran off the coffee guy, and then they fell in love and it was magical, but the ghost jesters arrived right then and they started... being all.... ghostly. And causing hijinks. And just when things started being like, it can't get any worse, that's when the boat full of zombie pirates crashed into the cafe and began battling the ghost jesters. So the renegade vampire and his katana girl started fighting them all, back to back, and just when it looked like they would win, the head cyber-vampire robot showed up and he had the biggest and baddest robot anyone had ever seen, ever, and he said "Well done Bitey the Renegade Vampire (his name was Bitey, I forgot to mention that), well done, but you didn't count on the baddest robot of them all crashing your little party." and so Bitey had to come up with a plan, and he threw down a smoke bomb and it made everyone cough, and he escaped out the back door, and they were being chased by the cyber-vampire-robot, which had missile launchers. But then they turned the wrong corner and got trapped in a net somehow, and it was all over for Bitey and his katana babe, and the cyber robot vampire was all "I have you now" and then that's when Bitey remembered he had super powers and used his X-ray vision to see the enemy's weak spot and then he teleported inside the big robot and shot magical fire breath at the robot's reactor core, and it exploded but before that happened he teleported outside and grabbed his babe and then they teleported to the other side of the planet, and the shockwave made the whole planet shake, but the robot vampire cult was defeated, along with the zombie pirate ninjas, but not the ghost jesters because they're already dead, so they didn't die from the big esplosions."
LazyMcCrow: "That's great, but you forgot to kill Zack."
Askthepizzaguy: "And then I killed Zack for no reason. THE END!"
Possibly alive enough to host this game: [12/33]
atheotes
Chaotix
Csargo
Greyblades
Ishmael
issaikhaan
Jarema
Kagemusha
LazyMcCrow
Pharaoh Ramese II
Robbiecon
White_Eyes:D
Rather a bit too dead to host this game: [21/33]
Askthepizzaguy
Seon
Believer
Edse
Visorslash
Nightbringer
Populus Romanus
GeneralHankerchief
DaveShaq
Bsmith
CountArach
rickinator9
Riedquat
Tiaexz
Diana Abnoba
SalmonSoil
Arrrrjos
Andres
Captain Blackadder
Double A
Zaccino
Begin Night Seven.
Wait, what exactly was I even lynched for?
For being mafia.Quote:
Originally Posted by Zaccino
Kage just saved himself!Quote:
Originally Posted by Zaccino
You claimed I was the last mafia, like you've been doing all game for no discernible reason... and yet the game goes on after my death.Quote:
Originally Posted by LazyMcCrow
For flip flopping your vote around, trying to catch scum. :laugh4::laugh4:Quote:
Originally Posted by Zaccino
Didn't you drink it all?:clown:Quote:
Originally Posted by Andres
"Take out the garbage NOW!" she shouted.
So typical. The garbage didn't even have to be at the curb for another few hours, and this was no time to be anything but glued to the television. It was an all-bowling midnight marathon. Sure, he could pause the programming, but that was just too much to ask. Why couldn't she do it?
And so he remained focused on the most important thing: Bowling. The pins... the strikes... the thrill of watching the automatic pin setter-upper machine. It was absolutely riveting. That's probably why he didn't notice that two hours had gone by. Sure enough, the fact that the garbage hadn't gotten taken out made her start nagging again.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? This garbage is stinking up the whole house! Take it out or I'm throwing a brick through the TV!" she shouted.
Grumbling, he gathered up the bags and took them down to the curb. Surely she would be happy now.
Just as he set the bags down, he noticed a figure standing across the street, polishing a bowling ball. What an unusual thing to be doing, there, at this time of night. Obviously this person had exquisite taste in hobbies.
"Hey! You over there! ......do you like bowling?"
-"How did you guess? Of course I like bowling. Who doesn't?"
"Well, you'd be surprised. So, are you part of a team? You need a bowling partner?"
-"I could use another guy, sure. Matter of fact, I was going to head out bowling right now."
"I can't. I mean, the lady of the house would be really upset with me if I left."
-"Shame. I was going to let you try out my special bowling ball. It's the kind with a liquid center. It's filled with 4 pounds of pin-pulverizing peanut oil. The secret is that some of it leaks out of the microscopic holes on the outside, so the ball is guaranteed to glide with an absolute minimum of friction. It's the latest technology."
"A bowling ball.... with a liquid center!?! Dear God."
-"Yeah, I guess I'll just have to take this super-rare bowling ball and go play on my own private lane all by myself..."
"NO. Take me with you. I can always find another place to live. Ladies come and go, but bowling is FOREVER!"
-"Great. Hop in my car."
And so LazyMcCrow got inside the car, and they drove out of the Gameroom, toward the rarely-visited parts of the .Org.
They drove through the Shogun Modification subforum, past the Attic, and ended up deep in the rarely-seen Recycle Bin.
"This is a place where posts go to die. Why are we here?" asked LazyMcCrow.
-"In the Recycle Bin, no one can hear you scream...."
"NO! NO!!! NO!!!!! AAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!"
It took a long time for anyone to find his body, but when they did, they found LazyMcCrow with his skull smashed in, with a broken bowling ball for a hat. He was tied to a post, with his arms tied outstretched, utterly drenched in peanut oil.
His lifeless form kept watch over the Recycle Bin. To this day, he still wards off nuisance crows; but he does very little to keep the maggots away.
Issaikhaan, on the other hand, got quite lost and ended up in the Recycle Bin. The image of a maggot-ridden scarecrow irreparably damaged his sanity. He completely lost it, and began running amok through the graveyard-like forum, until it was clear that drastic measures needed to be taken to put a stop to his rampage. The imaginary rider on his back was forced to kill him, before he tore a swath of destruction through his own imaginary troops.
Possibly alive enough to host this game: [10/33]
atheotes
Chaotix
Csargo
Greyblades
Ishmael
Jarema
Kagemusha
Pharaoh Ramese II
Robbiecon
White_Eyes:D
Rather a bit too dead to host this game: [23/33]
Askthepizzaguy
Seon
Believer
Edse
Visorslash
Nightbringer
Populus Romanus
GeneralHankerchief
DaveShaq
Bsmith
CountArach
rickinator9
Riedquat
Tiaexz
Diana Abnoba
SalmonSoil
Arrrrjos
Andres
Captain Blackadder
Double A
Zaccino
LazyMcCrow
issaikhaan
Begin Day Eight.
vote: Pharaoh Ramese II. So silent.
He's probably not playing the game. :tongue:Quote:
Originally Posted by Jarema
Easy vote, vote Jarema.
1. you did not bold your vote
2. he may be lurking mafia, not? I do not know him
1. I am dead.Quote:
Originally Posted by Jarema
2. He didn't play the last game and personal experience knows that he won't be sending in orders.
Vote: Jarema for game host.
:shrug:Quote:
Originally Posted by Visorslash
I doubt he's mafia, but at the same time I sincerely doubt that he will be any help to us if we get down to a final vote chance. Which, incidentally, if we haven't bumped off either of the scum yet, is the next day phase.
Vote: white_eyes
For this post.
khaan is now dead.Quote:
Originally Posted by White_eyes:D
Chaotix, failing to pay attention to the game is townie if anything. Stop going for the easy votes like you've been doing all game.
Lynch Chaotix and Ishmael.
That post by white_eyes was before khaan was dead. He died last night. Looks suspicious for white_eyes. It's WIFOM, but I don't see anything better at the moment. Maybe Ishmael.Quote:
Originally Posted by Zaccino
Perhaps you were the one failing to pay attention, hmm?