So you believe she is mafia?
I concede that there were some points in Methos' response that made me think similarly, but I also believed that it was possible she was just a disinterested townie. :/
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Renata and Yaseikhaan.
Go town.
Vote: Thermal Mercury
My master commands me.
Vote: Yaseikhaan
Seems to be acting of to what I see him as when he is a townie.
Vote: Khaan
Take a look at this post of Methos' which responded pretty well to an accusation I made against him, and then my response immediately afterwards.
If it's true that you don't feel 'invested' in the game, you wouldn't be the only person to feel like that; Centurion told me two nights ago that he was finding it difficult to integrate with the game because he couldn't see a viable way for the town to win and that it was hard to form logical arguments with no real evidence. It was him saying this that made me change my mind about you, really. My response to Centurion was as follows:
So keep strong and keep yourself posting; you're a valuable asset when you're town, moreso in this game. :3Quote:
It isn't hard to use logic at all; never close off your mind in a game of mafia. If you are a vanilla townie, you still have a contribution to make, especially in IX where there are no power roles at all.
For every townie in IX that gives up, the mafia get that one step closer to winning. So don't, because you can bet that I won't.
To the glorious Khaan:
Should you die, I promise I will carry on in your stead and destroy them all.
im just saying think about tincow.
Hes is efficent and deals with alot of paperwork like an accountant. not to mention he has been really quiet this game/
I think about TinCow all the time. From his shiny metal coat to his breathtaking udders.
He's far, far more exciting than any accountant. :stare:
^^^^DON'T CLICK THAT
edit: got a virus alert, don't click it
Vote:Khaan
Best possible lynch. Judging from all the infomation available to us at this time, Khaan looks like the most likely to be scum.
Vote: Khaan.
Yes, for all the reasons mentioned above. And perhaps a few secret ones.
*** Tries with even more evil avatar ***
How about Renata?
After reading up on Shadow Fort I have no time to read up on this one as well. Sorry.
Can anybody bring me up to speed, please. So far I know that Sasaki is suspicious of me, that's all.
4 out of 5dentistsdead people surveyed agree I'm Mafia, but the living are mostly going with Khaan.
Here's what happened. I made a vote on a hunch against Diamondeye, and found a bandwagon against me in return. It's day one, silly season. It's getting late, and I have to work that evening. I'm not a power role, and I'm not indispensible. So what's the point of arguing seriously? Whatever happens happens.
Methos caught me on IM and asked flat out if I was going to bother defending myself; I said "nope". He unvoted.
I'm glad Beskar and some others gave him some pressure for that. Forget me being mafia for a minute and assume just he is: it's a heck of a lot easier to make such an unvote if you're mafia and you know you're right (and furthermore you know you can prove you were right at any convenient point in the future). However, given that it is Methos, I personally don't consider it to have been a suspicious move. He knows me well enough to make it understandable. He might be mafia or he might not be, but I won't be trying to make a judgment based on this.
I'm not un-invested at all. Don't mistake an indifference to a day one lynch with not caring about the game as it progresses. This game seems it'll be basically like trying to ferret out a pair of serial killers, given that we'll never know if/when we've lynched the first one. Trying to find serial killers is FUN.Quote:
If it's true that you don't feel 'invested' in the game, you wouldn't be the only person to feel like that; Centurion told me two nights ago that he was finding it difficult to integrate with the game because he couldn't see a viable way for the town to win and that it was hard to form logical arguments with no real evidence. It was him saying this that made me change my mind about you, really. My response to Centurion was as follows:
So keep strong and keep yourself posting; you're a valuable asset when you're town, moreso in this game. :3
Well, I'm gonna have to head off to work, so I can really say is: Have fun, y'all. ~:wave:
Btw, Beefy is innocent. :bow:
Voting will close in two and a half hours.
Well I shamelessly bandwagon then to avoid the WoG. Vote: khaan.
Everyone who is voting for khaan should be closely scrutinized in future rounds.
Voting closed.
Stand by for the execution.
Yaseikhaan had somehow acquired a podium, much to the general chagrin of the villagers of the Frontroom. He had been at the pulpit all day, masterfully interweaving proclamations of the glory of Northern Iowa with harangues about how Thermal Mercury was guilty and deserved to die (while conveniently, of course, not even thinking about the possibility of evidence to side the argument in either direction). In addition to this, he was decked out in purple robes with gold trim. All in all, according to him, he gave off the appearance of a gleaming beacon of light in an otherwise hopeless town. However, the villagers mostly regarded him as an annoying blight who needed to be removed.
"And by the grace that is Panther Pride, I say once again that Thermal Mercury has brought this pestilence upon the town, and therefore must be removed, much like how the University of Kansas was removed from the NCAA Tournament by the #9 seed Northern Iowa on Saturday night! Can I get an amen on this, brothers and sisters?! I say, can I get a hallelujah?! Hallelujah! Hallelujah indeed! Strong and fearless we shall strike forth and eliminate our opposition, much like how Northern Iowa will strike forth and eliminate Michigan State in the Sweet 16 on Thursday!" And thus the harangue went on, for hours.
Finally, mercifully, as the sun was setting, Chief of Police Lemur called an end to voting and pontificating alike. "All right khaan," he said, "you have the most votes by a lot. Come on, get down from the pulpit and come on up to the execution platform." khaan did as he was ordered, noticing that there was a large metal pole mounted at the back of the platform that was not there previously. He said nothing as Lemur instructed him to wrap his arms behind the pole and begun tying them there using some rope.
"For today's execution, I have invented a new type of incendiary device that explodes on contact with human flesh only; heavier than a grenade but packing a bit more punch. I've formed it into the shape of a basketball for familiarity's sake. Unfortunately, the device is a lot heavier than I originally anticipated, so I needed to call in someone from the outside to handle it. Therefore, the deliverer of khaan's execution will be University of Kansas point guard Sherron Collins."
khaan, despite his predicament, burst out laughing as Collins gripped the basketball-bomb and prepared to chuck it. "Don't you have a game to prepare for?" he yelled. "Oh wait, that's right, you don't, BECAUSE WE ENDED YOUR SEASON! Ha ha!" Collins, absolutely glowering, shot the ball at khaan but it went wide left.
Lemur retrieved the ball without comment as khaan kept up his barrage of insults and heckling. Collins, lining up for his second shot, came up short as the ball barely made it to the execution platform.
"AIRRRRR BALLLLLLLL!!!" khaan jeered.
And thus it went for the better part of 15 minutes. khaan mercilessly heckled Collins who, try as he might, was unable to shoot the ball-bomb with any accuracy. Finally, Collins, his face absolutely red with rage, stared khaan down while all the while whispering in Lemur's ear.
"Uh, right..." Lemur said with a questioning expression on his face. Collins nodded, and then Lemur shrugged. "Okay khaan, this is going to be it for real. Have you any last words?"
Collins started charging at khaan, leaping into the air, and suddenly khaan understood. "IN THE NAME OF EGLSEDER, AND KOCH, AND FAROKHMANESH, MAY PEACE AND VICTORIES COME UPON YOU ALL!" he bellowed, right before Collins slam-dunked the ball-bomb on khaan's head, the explosion killing them both.
Day 3 tally:
Yaseikhaan: 8 (Sasaki, Beefy, Thermal, Beskar, Blackadder, Methos, Subotan, john) :skull:
Thermal Mercury: 4 (khaan, woad, ATPG, TinCow)
Askthepizzaguy: 2 (Reenk, Ibn-Khaldun)
Sasaki Kojiro: 2 (White_eyes, Kage)
Psychonaut: 1 (Winston)
Split: 1 (Psychonaut)
shlin28: 1 (pever)
Kagemusha: 1 (Renata)
pevergreen: 1 (shlin)
Abstained: 3 (Secura, Joooray, Split)
Didn't vote 2: (Sigurd, CDF)
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Still alive: (25)
Sasaki Kojiro
Secura
johnhughthom
Askthepizzaguy
Beefy187
Methos
White_eyes:D
Sigurd
Kagemusha
Subotan
Beskar
Captain Blackadder
Joooray
pevergreen
Renata
shlin28
Winston Hughes
Thermal Mercury
Cultured Drizzt fan
Ibn-Khaldun
woad&fangs
Psychonaut
spL1tp3r50naL1ty
TinCow
Reenk Roink
Killed:
Crazed Rabbit
Andres
atheotes
Double A
Centurion1
Csargo
Executed:
Diamondeye
Chaotix
Yaseikhaan
:laugh4: Excellent write-up.
Khaan would be proud....:laugh4:
I'm in awe. :D
Superb :bow:
I appear to be without a master. As I cannot think for myself, I will now accept applications for a new master. If you are interested in the position, please briefly explain why I should mindlessly vote the same way you do without question every single day. All submissions must be less than 100 words long, because I can't be bothered to read anything longer than that.
I make good pancakes
You should follow me without question, because if you do, you shall have delicious cake that is both delicious and not a lie. Also, I am one of the few who was brilliant enough to also follow Khaan's clearly superior instincts. I hereby volunteer to lead this town to glorious victoly, offering my head as payment should I fail.
:2thumbsup:
Glad he got lynched simply through the write ups awesomeness. :laugh4:
TinCow, you should follow me.
Andres changed his avatar again, the power abuser.
If it was my policy to follow dead people, I wouldn't have needed to find a replacement for 'khaan. So, if I accepted your offer, I would be a traitor to my late master. I am a mindless minion, and mindless minions obey without questioning... they do not commit treason.
Day breaks in the Frontroom. The white van was filled to the very brim with equipment for today's kill.
*ding dong*
Winston Hughes opened the door, already dressed for the day's activities. This was a switch from the mafioso's previous targets, which had been mostly still half-asleep or groggy.
"Oven installation," the man at the door said. "I'm here to help deliver and install the oven you ordered-" He was cut off.
"It's about time you got here," Winston said, "I was told to expect you three hours ago!"
The installer couldn't help but be surprised at this. "Wait... really?"
"Yes, really, Winston said. Now, are you going to install me an oven or are you just going to stand there looking stupid?"
"No, sir, of course not," the installer said, recovering quickly. "It's just that I was told to be at your house... in fifteen minutes, actually. I thought I was early. Right then, let me just go out to the van and start getting things ready."
"You got it," Winston said. "Need any help with bringing anything in?"
"Nope, I can handle it!" the installer called out, already on the way back to his van. "This is an odd coincidence," he said to himself. "He actually was expecting somebody to install his oven? That is *so* weird. I've got to finish this thing up and get out of here before the actual oven installer comes and complicates things." After a minute of rummaging around with the van, he emerged with a plan, among other things.
Walking back up to the doorway, the installer put his plan in action. "As a thank you for ordering with us as well as an apology for having to wait so long, I'd like to offer you this complimentary pizza paddle. Now you can be like the professional pizzerias when handling your delicious pies!"
"Uh, thanks..." Winston said, taken a bit aback, "But I'm not really sure I'll ever need this..."
"YOU'LL TAKE THE PIZZA PADDLE AND LIKE IT!" the mafioso shouted, whacking Winston upside the head with the pizza paddle. Winston spilled to the ground, out cold. Looking around for any signs of neighbors, the mafioso, now looking slightly mad with paranoia, took out a shovel and started digging. Thirty minutes later, he had buried Winston alive on his own front lawn before driving off.
Unlike Winston, johnhughthom had just gotten up and was in the process of his usual morning rituals. These included, in order, waking up, getting up, shaving, showering, having breakfast, and brushing his teeth. Right now, john had finished with getting up, and now, still half-asleep, he was shaving.
Unbeknownst to him, john's electric razor would not work today because, only minutes ago, someone had strategically detonated a low-power EMP right outside his own bathroom window. Naturally, when john turned his razor on, nothing happened. Muttering about the fact that batteries were increasingly unreliable, john reached for his charger and plugged his razor in. Of course, the razor still didn't work.
"What the...?" john said.
*CRASH!!!* His bathroom window shattered open as the mafioso climbed through, evidently having picked up a ladder beforehand. "Here, use this!" he said, handing a straight, cut-throat razor to john. "In a world where we can't trust electricity, some of the old ways still work! Perhaps this experience will persuade you to join a more naturalist lifestyle! Help end humanity's slavish reliance on our electronic masters!"
john simply stood there, dumbfounded.
"Ah, wait," said the mafioso, "You don't know how to use one of these? It's okay, I'll show you," now gripping the razor and standing at john's side. "Well, basically, you stand, and lift up your chin, and just start scraping, but not too much, because you're liable to-" john suddenly went down to his knees, his hands at his throat, gasping for air.
"...cut your throat," the mafioso finished, smirking. He shimmied out of the window and climbed back down.
Later that day, Chief of Police Lemur gathered the remaining villagers in the Frontroom Square in order to make an announcement.
"All right everyone," he said, "It looks like we have four crimes to deal with today. In addition to the two new murders, there has also been an act of terrorism with the detonation of an EMP. Most importantly though, let it be noted that an oven installation service has failed to keep its appointment! Had the actual installer shown up at poor Winston's door at the designated time, he might have been more on guard when the mafioso had come to call! Unfortunately, we're only here today to discuss the two murders, so get on that in the meantime. I'll make some headway with the other two crimes."
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Still alive: (23)
Sasaki Kojiro
Secura
Askthepizzaguy
Beefy187
Methos
White_eyes:D
Sigurd
Kagemusha
Subotan
Beskar
Captain Blackadder
Joooray
pevergreen
Renata
shlin28
Thermal Mercury
Cultured Drizzt fan
Ibn-Khaldun
woad&fangs
Psychonaut
spL1tp3r50naL1ty
TinCow
Reenk Roink
Killed:
Crazed Rabbit
Andres
atheotes
Double A
Centurion1
Csargo
Winston Hughes
johnhughthom
Executed:
Diamondeye
Chaotix
Yaseikhaan
Wrath of God Warnings are now in affect. Do not tempt fate.
:laugh4:
:applause:
Thanks. You amuse me as well, mafiosi.
Why did you kill me ATPG? I thought we were friends. :sad:
Vote: Sigurd
Time to talk, Mr. 4 post lurker.
vote: Beskar
bla bla bla bla bla...
Happy?
Vote: Sigurd
even random.org thinks you deserve death.
I am not Mafia
I have to vote : Tincow so we can tie him with Sigurd. Then Sasaki can decide which one dies.
Are you going to double your game post-count to save yourself now? :tongue:
You are lurking active scum, you contributed nothing except a vote so you can stay in the game and now you only post to attempt to save yourself.
Scummy as :daisy: .
Also ultimately, your loss as a townie wouldn't be significant anyway, so I think it is a very safe bet to kill you off and makesure, afterall, when you are dead, you could contribute as a townie, but somehow, I doubt that will be the case.
It's still early in the game and the intelligentsia in these games are near non-existent.
I am not Mafia, but you are right, my death will not be a loss. I can still contribute but not vote.
So ultimately you agree with what I said? The person who has lurked the entire game and now only posting himself should be killed off, as even you agree their death would not be a loss, especially this early?
I know you won't take this all personally, but sadly, I really do think you need to die. :no: The more to post to save yourself, makes me even more convinced, as you are following the logic of my argument.
Vote: Askthepizzaguy
There was too much pizza related stuff in the write-up!! :no:
fos:ibn
FoS: Sasaki
I WONDER IF THAT WAS ACTUALLY A REAL ATTEMPT TO FRAME PIZZA VIA THE WRITEUP AND THEN LYNCH HIM
You're voting for Pizza based on some references to pizza in the write-up, as well as FoSing Sasaki for finding you suspicious for doing so?
This is a similar case to Noblesse Oblige, where one of the write-ups basically implicated Renata even though she was simply a civilian... a clever ploy by Andres (a Selecao, one of the mafia so to speak) that almost got her lynched. I wouldn't be too surprised that this was a similar ruse... that or a clever mafia gambit.
I'm more inclined towards the former, at the moment.
You're alive aren't you secura?
I am, yes.