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This is actually the first vote I see pinned on me with an actual credible reason.Quote:
Originally Posted by BSmith
Unvote, Vote: SalmonSoil
But with some measure of support from some of the folks here, then I'll rather keep playing.
Salmonsoil is the only one who jumped at the bandwagon, made arguments that he even admitted were flawed and still voted for me. So he gets my vote.
Vote: Thefluffyone93
He is obviously scum; he hasn't even spammed yet!
Vote: Follow Space Core Whale
HeyguysdoubleawasreallyoldanddiedsoI'mhisspaceclone!
Spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace!
I thought it was obvious that we were going to leave behind the lynched guy. vote: w&f for not paying attention!Quote:
Originally Posted by woad&fangs
I didn't admit my argument was flawed... I said that our lynches in this game are still more likely to kill scum than the scum is likely to kill each other, even if this game has multiple scum teams. What I said about lynching being essential for gathering evidence is also not invalidated by this being a multi-scum team game.Quote:
Originally Posted by Jolt
vote: Jolt
Vote: Jolt
No Lynch is generally only acceptable on Day 1.
Which is utterly and patently wrong. In this Mafia game, provided there are only 4 mafioso and all of them are enemies of each other, the town only has a very slight increased chance at lynching one mafioso than there is of a mafioso hitting another mafioso. All the while the most likely probability is that your going to be lynching a townie and helping the Mafioso all along.Quote:
Originally Posted by SalmonSoil
And you didn't say "more likely" you said "infinitely more likely", as if mafioso had close to 0% of hitting another mafioso (Which this game has already disproved) and/or that the town had close to 100% of lynching a mafioso (Which the game has also disproved)
I'm going to bed. Have fun.
alsoweshouldfindzaccino
vote:spacewhale
I believe that Zaccino, the immortal, is currently lounging in one of the many stomachs of the Giant Space Whale.Quote:
Originally Posted by Double A
Acid does wonders for the skin, provided it doesn't burn it off first.
This is a different Giant Space Whale you mortals are following.
EDIT: Actually, it might be the same one.
I'm not certain there are only 4 mafioso. That seems like too few for this many players, especially if they are all divided into rival teams. And yes we are only marginally more likely to kill scum than the scum are themselves, but it is still better for us if a higher proportion of the kills in this game are town lynches. Remember that we need voting records and we need to put pressure on players to help us discover scum. Leaving it all down to our power roles is just too dangerous.Quote:
Originally Posted by Jolt
I did say that, in the section of my post pertaining to standard mafia games with a single mafia team. In games with a single mafia team I have not seen mafia ever kill themselves(except where they got some kind of bonus for doing so). Conversly, I have seen mafia killed by lynches frequently, and most of those times those lynches involved either dumb luck, looking at the voting record or analysing how a player is reacting to a situation.Quote:
And you didn't say "more likely" you said "infinitely more likely", as if mafioso had close to 0% of hitting another mafioso (Which this game has already disproved) and/or that the town had close to 100% of lynching a mafioso (Which the game has also disproved)
I'm going to bed. Have fun.
How about two Mafia teams? Two teams of two is plenty enough for 28 mostly-vanilla players
The Ninja is with the Robot, while the Pirate is with the Zombie.
:smug:
Still on the lookout for any surprise attacks from laser Dinos and Sharks.
Well the pirate didn't attack anyone, although that indicates inactivity more than anything.
Also, Chaotix extended the round, citing lack of Night orders, which indicates there are more than four people sending in orders.
There's always the possibility that the mafia are split up at the beginning and have to find each other.
EDIT: Also, two teams of two doesn't seem very balanced. The two scum teams will kill each other if they're both that small.
Only through luck.Quote:
EDIT: Also, two teams of two doesn't seem very balanced. The two scum teams will kill each other if they're both that small.
We'll see the pirate next, don't you worry.
I guarantee it.
Tally:
Jolt - 6 (Jarema, Visorslash, classical_hero, BSmith, SalmonSoil, Choxorn)
SalmonSoil - 3 (wideyedwanderer, DaveShack, Jolt)
BSmith - 3 (Xehh II, The King, Major Robert Dump)
Visorslash - 1 (woad&fangs)
Montmorency - 1 (Arjos)
Arjos - 1 (Montmorency)
dcmort93 - 1 (atheotes)
Xehh II - 1 (Seon)
thefluffyone93 - 1 (thefluffyone93)
woad&fangs - 1 (Double A)
Abstaining: dcmort93
Not Present: 4 [STILL BAD] (Csargo [2ND], edse, Greyblades, robbiecon)
Ship Course:
Follow the GIANT SPACE WHALE: 14 (Choxorn, dcmort93, Jarema, Visorslash, wideyedwanderer, atheotes, The King, woad&fangs, BSmith, classical_hero, Seon, DaveShack, thefluffyone93, Double A)
Continue into the Asteroid Belt: 5 (Montmorency, Xehh II, SalmonSoil, Jolt, Major Robert Dump)
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All right then, Cadets. Looks like Jolt goes to Space Jail, and we follow the Space Whale. I learned to rhyme at Space Yale.
Stay tuned while I notify the Captain.
Also, start sending me Night Orders now, I want to end the phase 24 hours from this post.
YEEEEGGGHHQuote:
All right then, Cadets. Looks like Jolt goes to Space Jail, and we follow the Space Whale. I learned to rhyme at Space Yale.
STILL DAY 1
[WAKE CYCLE 2]
When the Space Cadets reconvened at the end of the cycle, the Captain took a look at the tallied votes.
For one thing, he was quite pleased that the Cadets had chosen to follow the Space Whale rather than head into that boring old Asteroid Belt. It wasn’t like the Belt was known to contain the ruins of some ancient spacefaring civilization with all sorts of crazy space technology or something like that.
Besides, this was Uranium they were talking about. Enough Uranium for a GIANT SPACE WHALE to take a bath in it! A prize that great had to be worth all the potential danger involved – such as the rumors of the extremely harsh climates of the planets that the GIANT SPACE WHALES lived on, or the fact that it might not take kindly to a spaceship less than a tenth of its size trying to steal all that Uranium.
The Captain didn’t want to think about that. Pleased with the results, he went back to the bridge and set his thermal trackers to the GIANT SPACE WHALE’s heat signature and directed the Galactic Chutzpah to begin following in its wake.
Then he remembered there was that other vote he had to check.
The Captain was less pleased with this vote. There was a clear majority, but it certainly wasn’t without opposition… he had expected his best and brightest to find the culprit almost immediately. He had a couple of Cadets checking out the ruined Space Gameroom below decks for clues, but there was nothing besides the bodies. Even the computers had been busted beyond all repair. Well, it’s not like the computers could have helped them catch the culprit or anything like that. They certainly wouldn’t have shown this very scene about to unfold and whether or not their chosen suspect was guilty or innocent.
Well, he had to make do with what he was given.
“Space Cadet Jolt! You have been found guilty of Space Treason through a vote by your peers. You have been sentenced to life imprisonment in Space Jail. How do you plead?”
Jolt was pretty annoyed at this turn of events, to put it mildly.
“What do you mean, how do I plead, doofus? You already sentenced me! If you wanted to hear how I would plead, you should have asked me before you convicted me!”
“Oh. Well, then, I take it back for the moment. How do you plead?”
“No, it doesn’t work that way, either. In order to overturn your verdict, you first have to have to appeal your decision. Then you have to hold a hearing for your appeal. Don’t you know anything about Space Maritime Law? How did you get to be Captain, anyway?”
The Captain was getting pretty embarrassed right now. It was not a usual occurrence for him to get one-upped by his own crewmates. No, not at all. Especially not the ones he was trying to sentence to Space Jail.
“Look, can we just pretend I haven’t found you guilty of anything yet? I really just want to hear how you plead.”
“Nope. I refuse to plead at all.”
“That’s just really not cool. I had this all worked out in my head how this trial was going to go down, and now you’re just ruining it.”
“Well, if you want to hear someone plead so badly, why don’t you plead instead?”
The Captain chuckled just at the thought of that. He decided to humor the little man.
“Plead what?”
“FOR YOUR LIFE.”
“What.”
This was cause for a little bit of alarm. As snarky as Jolt had been to him, that last bit was really out of character for him. And the Captain kept getting this strange feeling that his speech had suddenly changed from blue to red, and – wait, what? That last sentence made no sense at all. Speech doesn’t have color, that’s just silly.
Nonetheless, the Captain decided to take a bit of a closer look at Jolt. His skin was kind of rotting off of his face, and generally all over his body, but there were lots of exposed places that were just made of metal instead. And it was all remarkable that he could discern this, because over his body and Space Cadet uniform, Jolt looked to be wearing a black bed-sheet wrapped all the way around his body and face a few times, so that he could barely see out of the eye slits.
And it was the strangest thing, one of his eyes was all glowing and metallic, and the other one was an eyepatch. Wait. AN EYEPATCH??
How had he not noticed it before? Underneath his mechanical left thigh was a sinister peg leg, and on his rotting right arm was a hook! And worst of all, on top of his head… a feathered hat with a skull and crossbones on its front.
“You… You’re a PIRATE!”
The Pirate Ninja Robot Zombie seemed amused.
“WELL… YOU ARE ONLY THREE QUARTERS WRONG.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? Are you only three-quarters of a Pirate or something? I mean, you’re missing an eye, and a leg, and a hand… hey, yeah, that’s about a quarter of your body, right? HA! I have solved your riddle, scum of the seas!”
“ENOUGH TALK. NOW WE FIGHT. OR TO BE MORE PRECISE, I FLIP OUT AND HAVE A 99.9% CHANCE OF KILLING YOU WHILE YOU RUN AROUND SCREAMING LIKE A LITTLE GIRL. THEN I WILL HAVE YOUR PRECIOUS BOOTY. AND YOUR BRAINS.”
The Pirate Ninja Robot Zombie drew the broadsword hanging at his hip with his left hand, and held up the hook that replaced his right menacingly. Then two more robotic arms sprouted from his body, one holding a katana and the other a massive laser cannon. It all looked like quite a threatening ensemble, compared to the pea shooter the Captain wore at his hip.
Within seconds, the Meeting and Bingo Hall was in pandemonium as the Captain and the Space Cadets ran around screaming. And it seemed that the Pirate Ninja Robot Zombie’s mathematical calculations had been correct.
Then a vent opened up in the floor and a few tubes poked out of it, each with what looked like a spray nozzle at the end. Before Jolt could so much as “Yarr!” in surprise, jets of supercooled liquid nitrogen blasted him in the face, and he was cryogenically frozen solid on the spot.
“Time to go to Space Jail.”
With the threat neutralized, the Captain quickly tried to call his Cadets to order and salvage some semblance of his dignity. This wasn’t the first time the Galactic Chutzpah’s autopilot AI had saved his career, but he wasn’t about to let his crew know that.
“Err… excellent work, everyone. It all went exactly according to my plan. Now, uhh, I just need two of you to help me escort the big guy down to Space Jail. It’s time this Pirate was locked up behind some good old fashioned laser bars.”
Note: This write-up has been truncated for your own safety. Space Jail is so horrible and terrible that even if it was described here, your mind would immediately block it out to prevent severe neurological trauma. In fact, for all you know it is being described here but your feeble mind is only capable of reading these safer sentences instead. Move along now.
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Alive: 23/28
Arjos
atheotes
BSmith
classical_hero
Choxorn
Csargo
DaveShack
Double A
dcmort93
edse
Greyblades
Jarema
Major Robert Dump
Montmorency
robbiecon
SalmonSoil
Seon
The King
Thefluffyone93
wideyedwanderer
woad&fangs
Visorslash
Xehh II
Not Alive: 5/28
Zaccino - Space Cadet - Immortal, but eaten by a Space Whale
autolycus - Space Cadet - Bit off more than he could chew
Askthepizzaguy - Space Cadet - Died in madness having seen the future
Memnon - Zombie - Together he stood, divided he fell
Jolt - Pirate Ninja Robot Zombie - In the Cooler. The Space Cooler.
The Space Cadets' Reserve
johnhughthom
Ironside
Bravo! YEEEEGGGGHH
One team down. From hear on out, it's a pure scum vs. town slugfest.
Prepare yourselves, folks - and have a safe night.
wait..
he was pirate ninja zombie robot?
Was he member of all this scum factions? or a faction of his own? (like SK)?
questions are almost endless...
Well, that was unexpected. Usually the self vote is just a frustrated townie.
Wow
Quote:
Originally Posted by Double A
Lynch Double A for trying too hard to act like himself.
I didn't wanna do the old guy thing for the rest of the game, it's hard and stuff.
So is being scum, scum. I will make it even harder for you, in my own pizzaish way.Quote:
Originally Posted by Double A
Picture it now... cheese slightly underdone. Bubbles in the crust. Too flat and crispy on the edges. Sauce spread unevenly. Extra cardboard flavor. Jalapeno juice on your pineapples. Everything you can imagine, exactly the way Domino's would make it.
I donut understand what just happened
OMG he's claiming cop already. Lynch him too.Quote:
Originally Posted by Major Robert Dump
You MONSTER! There isn't even any ham!Quote:
Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy
I dunno, there's a large ham right here.Quote:
Originally Posted by Double A
Fine. "Canadian bacon."
Friggin Polish independence movements...
Is Askthepizzaguy a jester, only we have to kill him again once he's already dead to make him super, super dead?