Deadline's passed, has it not? Last vote cast in time was Lord Winter's. [#2336]
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Deadline's passed, has it not? Last vote cast in time was Lord Winter's. [#2336]
Up to Seamus....but last time GH tried the same thing and it was up to Reenk:bounce:
No, there was no vote switching then. Both LW and CR have escaped... :help: Who's bright idea was it to have DJG be a close third again? :wall: At least if it was a two man race we'd have gotten one of them.Quote:
Originally Posted by White_eyes:D
This also lends less credence to DJG being guilty, as given the Mafia are working together it is unlikely that a Don would go like this. However, that being said maybe he was a sacrifice.
The only loophole we might have is people who voted for DJG editing their votes to hopefully not get them to count.
Right now the official tally is:
DJGingivitis: 7 (gibsonsg91921, Sasaki Kojiro, DisgruntledGoat, Ricera10, Chaotix, woad&fangs, Lord Winter)
Lord Winter: 6 (Moros, Tincow, Beefy187, Sigurd, Proletariat, Joooray)
Crazed Rabbit: 6 (Reenk Roink, Diana Abnoba, Shinseikhaan, Andres, slashandburn, Crazed Rabbit)
The good thing to come out of this is that both LW and CR basically have another strike against them (as if getting caught with their pants down wasn't enough)
Also Tratorix unvoted Lord Winter with less than 4 minutes... :laugh4: This will be a splendid day for my first vig kill! :2thumbsup:
blast, you gotta be kidding!
"Oh blast!" exclaimed the criminal Moros wearing an inner grin.
Tratorix, why: https://forums.totalwar.org/vb/showp...ostcount=2335?
saving a partner?
Sure I'm a mobster protecting people every night. :laugh4:Quote:
Originally Posted by Myrddraal
Ahahahha, my favorite quote so far :laugh4:Quote:
Originally Posted by Myrddraal
Have you? Too much evidence to keep track of... :sweatdrop: I assume you have a pizza voucher.Quote:
Originally Posted by Moros
That's not really very far fetched.Quote:
Originally Posted by Moros
Hello Luca. ~:wave:Quote:
Originally Posted by Moros
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Originally Posted by Myrddraal
He doesn'tQuote:
Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy
I have many vouchers, of which one is pizza.Quote:
Originally Posted by Myrddraal
As of right now, nobody has vouchers... :furious3:
that's a nice choice for a quote, one from a very outdated post. Not that I care, as I bet pizza will vouch for me again. :yes:Quote:
Originally Posted by DisgruntledGoat
Its the most recent info I have on you. So, by all means prove it wrong.Quote:
Originally Posted by Moros
:book:Quote:
Originally Posted by DisgruntledGoat
https://forums.totalwar.org/vb/showp...postcount=1842
Screwed up the vote totals. :shame: I'm honestly amazed this is the first round this has happened.Quote:
Originally Posted by Moros
I think the blame falls on CR and Lord Winter for this....:inquisitive:
Triple Lynchs are bad, period..:no:
*Ducks to avoid the blame for it*:hide:
A townie has a duty to the town to make sure he doesn't get lynched using any methods possible. There's also the fact that DJG is a don, but don't let that get in the way of a good accusation. :smash:.Quote:
Originally Posted by Reenk Roink
In order for the town to survive we need this quadruple lynch guys.
ReenkRoink defends Lord Winter in his 1981 post, and further on pages 68 & 69. Somehow, NOW Lord Winter is guilty as hell, and RR is to be trusted, cuz, heck... he said so.
LOLWUT?
More "trust me" and shouting. Great.
From a guy who had to bow out from the game as Director for scheduling reasons. Who now posts more often. Strangely.
I'm old, so my nose isn't as accurate as in the old days, but I smell a rat, folks.
I only hope it's not too late for the town to caution: take RR's input with a kiloton of salt.
"The Kilkenny Cats"
There were once two cats of Kilkenny.
Each thought there was one cat too many;
So they fought and they fit,
And they scratched and they bit,
Till, excepting their nails,
And the tips of their tails,
Instead of two cats, there weren't any.
-- traditional
Evening Meeting, Day Nine
The committee of vigilance was full of bickering and accusation, but in the end, the democratic process yielded the name of another criminal that needed to be put to justice. DJGingivitis was not even there to hear his name being called out, for he had bolted from the scene long before the final tally was announced. The people of Fatlington searched high and low for the missing suspect, but to no avail. Indeed, was busy sipping coffee and reading a newspaper on a rooftop cafe in downtown Fatlington, far away from the prying eyes of the crowd. DJGingivitis was far too clever to simply go down like a sucker, and if he was going to live his life as a fugitive, he might as well do it in style. He checked his wristwatch and noted that this was about the time he would be killed, if he hadn't had the presence of mind to take cover. He chuckled to himself, but it was merely for show. In reality, the supposed time of his own death made a cold shiver run down his back, and his hands became clammy. As long as he could avoid the Director, he should be fine...
But then he saw her... a creature of such beauty he could scarcely imagine. A woman of impeccable style and taste, and a look of danger about her face which made DJGingivitis's heart flutter. If he was nervous before, he was now simply in awe. She wore a black hem dress, a modified bandolier around her left leg with several 7.62x25mm Tokarev magazines, and a leg holster with what appeared to be a C-96 Bolo. She wore a black headband, black shades, and her lips were blood red. She had a look of cold, calculating murder... and seductive charm that would drive any man crazy for her affection. She could probably make a man do just about anything for her. She walked over to DJGingivitis, took a drag on her cigarrette, and asked if she might join him, as all the other seats in the cafe were taken. DJGingivitis sputtered out something along the lines of "sure... the seat is welcome. Uh, I mean, you're welcome. I mean, please, go right ahead". And so the woman in the black hem dress slid herself down into the chair and crossed her legs. She spoke in a delightful eastern european accent that DJGingivitis couldn't quite place.
Dark-haired woman: "I understand you have big problem. It seems the Director is after you. What are you going to do about him?"
DJGingivitis: "Askthepizzaguy is a nobody with an overinflated sense of self-importance. He's being set up for a big fall... mark my words, someone is going down in flames very shortly."
The woman in black laughed at this, and replied; "Ah, such confidence. I like that. But maybe you don't understand... he is already on his way here. I would offer you my services as protection... but I don't think you could afford me."
DJGingivitis: I'll take my chances... but thanks for the offer. Say, perhaps after we finish with these coffees you'd like to come back to my place... I happen to be a gentleman who knows how to treat a lady.
She shook her head and laughed again. "Something around here is certainly overinflated." Then she walked away.
DJGingivitis was disappointed to see her go, and found that he had too much on his mind to go back to reading the news; his hands were now shaking. It must have been all the caffeine. But then he noticed several people looking up into the sky, and heard commotion all around him. Many of the patrons were picking up their items and leaving quickly. DJGingivitis was filled with dread, and couldn't resist the urge to look up and behind him, especially as the shadow creeped across his table. Something was hurtling off of the rooftop several floors above DJGingivitis, and it was heading straight toward him. DJGingivitis quickly stood up and fumbled for his weapon, only to feel the blunt force of a heel smashing him in the face, knocking him across the table and causing him to drop the gun. The Director had arrived, swinging down from the above rooftop, and released himself from his rappelling gear. For some reason, he was also wearing thick black gloves. DJGingivitis scrambled for his weapon, aimed it at the Director, and fired.
The Director opened his umbrella like a shield, and the bullets were easily deflected. This one was obviously meant for keeping more than just raindrops off of one's body. Frustrated, DJGingivitis dropped his gun went for the next best thing... a long combat knife that he kept strapped around his leg for just such an occasion. Pizzaguy smiled and closed the umbrella, and then pushed another button, releasing a sword from the umbrella tip. DJGingivitis's menacing grin turned into an annoyed grimace. <<Well that's just perfect>> he thought, but he advanced on Pizzaguy just the same.
Pizzaguy kicked a table out of his way and swung the sword, but DJGingivitis grabbed one of the deck chairs and used it to deflect the blow. The chair shattered, and DJGingivitis decided that it was time for plan B. He started moving backward, knocking the tables and chairs out of his way, and moved over near the edge of the rooftop, where there were several nearby power cables just within reach, connected to a transformer. He daringly hopped up onto the edge of the building, and invited the Director to follow. Askthepizzaguy soon joined him, and as they teetered on the edge, they tested one another's skill with a blade, each attempting to kill the other or knock him to his death. DJGingivitis moved closer and closer to the power cables, and just as a lethal swing of the 'brella sword was aimed at his head, DJGingivitis rolled out of the way and jumped across several cafe tables to safety.
The Director's blade sliced right through the suspended power line, and the exposed metal cable dropped dangerously onto the cafe patio. DJGingivitis expected the Director to be dead, but as he turned, he saw that only the umbrella itself had caught fire, and the Director was unharmed. This might have been due to the gloves. He dropped the flaming umbrella before it melted them, and jumped down off of the ledge. DJGingivitis saw his chance. The director had no weapon... no pistol, no amazingly unfair umbrella which could apparently do everything, and even better... it did not appear as though he was wearing any body armor. Perhaps he could finish him off once and for all. DJGingivitis wielded his combat knife and charged the Director at full speed.
Askthepizzaguy grabbed the exposed power cable with both hands, and swung it at the metal blade of his opponent. The resulting shock blasted the knife right out of his hands, and knocked DJGingivitis forward toward the edge of the roof, stunned. As he turned around to face his opponent, Askthepizzaguy stabbed him clean through the chest with the sharp, exposed metal cable.
"POWER!!!!!!" The insane director roared with glee. Electricity crackled, pulsing through DJGingivitis like a continuous bolt of lightning. He convulsed in the throes of death; his hair caught fire and his skin began to burn. This only caused the Director to laugh hysterically. "...UNLIMITED POWERRRR!!!!!!"
After several long moments of watching his victim writhe in pain, the Director withdraw the metal cable from DJGingivitis's chest and delivered a swift kick to the side of his head, sending the flaming corpse down to the street far below. The street cleaners would be none too happy when they saw the resulting mess, but those are the breaks. At least while Askthepizzaguy was handling the lynches, they would have job security!
Fatlington was indeed a magical land of peace and love.
OOC
Due to a visit to my mother's in Florida (and the concomittant family commitments and internet limitations), Capo will be on a break. After 3 weeks of hard play, please use this time to clear your heads a bit....and do a little scheming. Thanks for your patience with me.
Night Orders will be due for Night 9 at 2100 Eastern, 9/4/9.
Lynch:
1st DJGingivitis: 8 (gibsonsg91921, Sasaki Kojiro, DisgruntledGoat, Ricera10, Chaotix, woad&fangs, Lord Winter, Crazed Rabbit)
2nd Lord Winter: 6 (Moros, Tincow, Beefy187, Sigurd, Proletariat, Joooray)
3rd Crazed Rabbit: 5 (Reenk Roink, Diana Abnoba, Shinseikhaan, Andres, slashandburn)
4th/5th Beefy187: 1 (Kukrikhan)
4th/5th Moros: 1 (a completely inoffensive name)
Selection:
Slashandburn: 15 (LittleGrizzly, Reenk Roink, woad&fangs, beefy187, twilightblade, Crazed Rabbit, Lord Winter, Moros, DisgruntledGoat, slashandburn, Centurion1, TinCow, proletariat, SSNeoperestroika, Chaotix
Askthepizzaguy: 14 (Askthepizzaguy, spl1tpersonality, gibsonsg91921, Xehh II, Diana Abnoba, White_Eyes, El Diablo, Andres, Sigurd, Kukrikhan, Shinseikhaan, Joooray, Ricera10, Tratorix)
a completely inoffensive name: 1 (a completely inoffensive name)
Oh come on Kukri... I don't even need to explain myself for the LW thing. It's obvious I was trying to gain his trust. Ask well, anyone I BCC'd about LW if you don't believe me.Quote:
Originally Posted by KukriKhan
And FYI I was gone over much of last weekend which corresponded to a Director selection. :oops: Checks out there too. I was never "bowing out of the game" just bowing out of the spot to take a little trip without leaving Seamus hanging on writeups.
I love you ATPG <3
Seamus! How am I supposed to waste time after school if there is no Capo di Tutti Capi going on?
Abbreviations of the f-bomb is a no no around these parts - Sigurd
I enjoyed that...:bounce:
Next Friday is going to be awhile...:juggle2:
But a break is good for now....:clown:
The force is strong with you... a powerful Split you will become.Quote:
Originally Posted by spL1tp3r50naL1ty
'Course. No prob. I apologize AGAIN.Quote:
Originally Posted by Reenk Roink
silly me.
Somebody wake me when it's time to play again.
Now I'm going to have to read 10 pages a day with school. :sweatdrop:
Take all the time you need Seamus. You're a great host.