The Prometheus: Large Mafia Game [Concluded]

This is a mafia game set in the far future. It will feature a dynamic unlike traditional mafia games. Most, but not all, of the details will be readily apparent at the beginning of the game.
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James Sholken awoke to the sounds of the city. He could hear the baby in the next room crying as though he held her in his arms. Probably hungry, he thought. He opened the small cupboard next to his bed, feeling hunger pangs himself.

Only enough oatmeal for today, he noted dismally, and he couldn’t get more until the end of the week. And the government store might not even have any. The shortages had gotten more frequent.

Maybe he could get some food at work. But his department had no powerful politician as its patron, and so had paltry funding while the latest attempt to power a city block with sun power was lavished with money. His father had told him they used to try geothermal power, but one faction of the government stopped that, saying it was stealing the earth’s resources. He sneered to himself, and quickly glanced above his door. The light on the CCTV camera had gone out months ago, and never come on since. He had informed the apartment complex’s law enforcement officer as required, reasoning they wouldn’t replace it anyway. He was right.

He wondered idly if they could still make those. It seems every day now he heard of a friend, or friend of a friend, who was out of work due to some department’s collapse. He had snickered to himself at first, amused that even the government could not handle its own regulations. But he didn’t laugh now.

Departments had been failing faster recently, and had not been replaced as in the past. There was precious little funding, and he wondered when, not if, he would lose his job. He paused as he changed to go to work; was it even worth it? It used to be working allowed you to get a bit more than those who stayed at home all day. Not anymore.

He hadn’t gotten extra pay for months, and even if he could finally get a coupon for a new pair of shoes he didn’t think he could find any for sale. They just weren’t being made at anywhere near the demand.

But at least his work was interesting. James smiled to think about it, reading about old scientific discoveries. He worked in the Department of Science. One department to study science in the whole world, and their budget was the same as the Department Of Atlantic Pep, which made pro-government stickers in the northeast of North America. He consoled himself that the tiny budget was why his department hadn’t been axed yet, even if it meant all the scientific experimenting they could do was reading over historical journals.

He stepped outside and shivered. He took a moment to adjust to the sun. The indoors was grimy and dim, reeking of the odor of humans cramped into unbearable conditions, and the streets were grimy but brightly lit by the sun, which cast a pale white light over the cityscape the seemed to suck the life out of people.

He pulled his thin coat tighter and began walking to work. A banner hung limply off an old lightpost before him. It said, ‘Citizens Unite to Save Earth!’ and showed smiling people in a forest. He shifted his eyes to look for an enforcement officer, and saw only a few other people making their way through the cold. Looking back at the poster, he sneered openly. Had the person, or probably a committee, who designed it even seen a forest themselves, he wondered. Of course not, because traveling outside the cities and disturbing nature was forbidden. But he knew he was coming up to a working CCTV camera, and so pushed the thoughts aside so he wouldn’t be questioned for incitement of hate towards nature. He remembered one man he had seen arrested and dragged off after plucking a plant growing on the doorstep of his apartment. He never saw him again.

He saw the bus up ahead, right where it had stopped working three weeks ago. As he approached it, he again wondered if people could still even make buses. Departments were formed and given as gifts to friends and fraudsters with schemes for new sources of power. But none were assigned to maintain buses, because that wasn’t interesting to the rulers. He could not remember if the bus had broken down or run out of electricity. For years, the electric supply had been sporadic, and lately it was off more often than not. The power sources approved by the government had been steadily reduced, and the power generation plants scrapped or burnt. An old acquaintance had once told him the government did its utmost to destroy the actual sources of fuel. He remembered walking late one night where he could glimpse a large tower that housed government officials and seeing it lit up like a beacon.

He saw another banner; the faded lettering exhorted him to do his part to help all animals. He continued walking.



For lunch, he managed to snatch some food in another department, left over from a buffet laid out for an official who supported the Department of Plant Musicals; they tried to record the ‘natural harmonics’ of plants using various instruments.

In the afternoon, while reading in the light by his window, he came upon an interesting passage. He was reading an old journal about the space exploration missions in centuries past. The one he was reading detailed a journey to one of Jupiter’s moons. The probe had found a new element, and the sample taken back to earth showed to possessed phenomenal amounts of energy.

He stopped and blinked. The world was falling apart, partly for lack of energy. And now he saw before him the key. It wouldn’t solve all the problems, of course, maybe not even most of the problems. But if humanity could have a reliable and large source of energy, and if they could get rid of the corruption…

Many ifs, he knew. Collecting anything from Jupiter would surely be impossible; the government couldn’t even keep the buses running. Well, the government couldn’t, he thought. Maybe people could. Maybe they could actually find a way.

And so for the next few weeks he researched feverishly, poring over every old scientific journal, hoping for a miracle. And two weeks and one day later, he found it. A century ago an engineering group had published a plan for a spacecraft that could travel to the outer reaches of the solar system. The government had scrapped the plans as being wasteful and useless.

Once he found that, he began talking discretely to colleagues at work. The most common response was disbelief that turned quickly to fervent support. Finally, he began speaking publicly, having no access to mass communication tools.

That first day, a crowd gathered and increased steadily in size. People came out of their apartments from down the block or leaned out their windows. The government found out quickly, of course, and sent enforcers to break up the crowds and imprison Sholken. But as the enforcers approached, electric nightsticks held high, they found that the batteries had run out. The first few enforcers were dumbfounded when their usual action did not result in screams. For a few moments the enforcers just stared at their nightsticks, disturbed by this loss of power, as the listeners waited for what they thought was inevitable. Finally one man stepped haltingly forward, paused, then punched an enforcer in the jaw. He went down crying and clutching his jaw, and an instant later the whole crowd leapt as one at the enforcers.

After that the crowds swelled as people came from all over the city to listen to Sholken, tearing down banners, destroying cameras. From then on the government in the city was powerless. They issued thundering decrees but were ignored. The people simply attacked the enforcers, who fled in terror at their loss of control.

The city was riotous as the people exercised their newfound freedom. They surged over the streets and into the forbidden government sections of the city, pulling out officials by the hair and eating their food. Some even approached the edge of the city and the high gates topped with barbed wire that stopped people from getting out. Hesitantly, they opened the gates, the enforcers having long since fled, and looked out onto the wonder of nature. Again, people surged forth, this time outside of the city.

Sholken was constantly busy, having been installed by popular acclaim as the mayor, as he worked out how to get a rocket to Jupiter. The laws imposed by the government had been overthrown, and the city was like a beehive as people bustled about. But even the newfound freedom could not overcome the lack of an energy resource. Their liberation had given people more food, but it could not be sustained without energy.

And Sholken realized that a new energy source was essential, because the government had done everything they could to destroy the sources left on earth. Hundreds of years of use had left the planet lacking in natural resources, and the government had always invested in foolish schemes to find new sources it deemed acceptable.

Months after his first speech, he and a team of engineers were close to being able to launch a ship to Jupiter. They had relied heavily on old scientific papers, and salvaged most of the materials from the apartments and buildings of the government. Soon, they would be ready.

But they were not the only ones making plans. Though the other large cities had suffered great lose of control over their inhabitants as the rebellion spread, one with a particularly devoted Department of Environment Defense had sent an agent to disrupt the plans of Sholken. This man was a fanatic, devoted to the cause of protecting the sacred and holy earth; he was ready to give his life to stop Sholken. Worse, he was intelligent and cunning. This man managed to secure a seat on the spacecraft that would leave to the moon of Jupiter through a clever ruse where none would doubt that he wanted to help.



The spacecraft was readied for launch. The journey would last months, but the astronauts were full of joy. The whole city had assembled to watch. The spacecraft could bring back a live they had never known, a life of freedom and prosperity. And what better start than by blasting into the heavens, above the old city, above the old government offices?
After a triumphant speech to the crowd, Sholken turned to face the craft and said,
“This is The Prometheus! Now go, and bring back fire from the sky!”

And with that, the massive rockets fired and the craft rose into the sky, a blinding spot of light leaving a trail of white smoke.


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This is a mafia game with the standard rules – no out of thread communication by the dead, no screenshots, no chatlogs.
Quoting posts and PMs (even mine) is allowed.

The day and night phases will last 24 hours. Whoever has the most votes will be lynched, with a run-off in the case of a tie. Game will start at night.

I need about 22+ people.

The post at the beginning of the game will describe the exact situation the mafia game is taking place in (on the spacecraft). I'm going to try to make the game updates, roles, etc., more humorous than the opening story.

This should be loads of fun, so join up!

Current Signups (23) :
Ichigo
makaikhaan
Sigurd
Lord Winter
shlin28
Askthepizzaguy
Aries777777
pevergreen
beefy187
Rythmic
Andres
YLC
Seamus
Reenk Roink
Chaotix27
glyphz
twilightblade
Peasant Phill
Mithrandir
White Eyes
Yoyoma
Alexander The Pretty Good
KukriKhan

We have enough People! I'm going to be starting the game soon, hopefully before my 7hr trip today!

:soapbox:

:charge:

Power to the people and down with the tree-huggers!!!

Good story CR ... I am in.

In.

IN!

I'm in a bit of a rush, I'd love to join, but one quick question:

Does it have like really complicated rules, or is it more of a simple mafia game with a theme?

I'll join if it's sufficiently simple, CR!

WOW! Im with Sigurd, thats one nice story, not just because it was accurate and grammatical, but because it was incredibly long compared to most other mafia OP's! :bow:

oh and in....

:bow:

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Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy

I'm in a bit of a rush, I'd love to join, but one quick question:

Does it have like really complicated rules, or is it more of a simple mafia game with a theme?

I'll join if it's sufficiently simple, CR!

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Simple, with a theme!

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but because it was incredibly long compared to most other mafia OP's!

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I did a wordcount, and its too long for The Org Writing Contest. :sweatdrop:

CR

In :2thumbsup:

Okay, I'd be available to join, CR, then. I think. :laugh2:

The 24 hour format is giving me trouble in other mafias. How long will the phases be?

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The day and night phases will last 24 hours.

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~;)

In.

In.

:clown:

In, please.

Player list updated!

CR

Reenksterino = :chucks:
Reenk's eloquent agent = :pokemon:

:pokemon: to :chucks:

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Boss, there is a new Mafia game.

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:chucks: :faq:

! :jawdrop:

:lam:

:slomo:

:chucks: to :pokemon:

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It's way too long; tell me what it's about.

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:pokemon: to :chucks:

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Actually I haven't bothered to read it either.

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:chucks: to :pokemon:

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No problem. I'm sure someone will explain it to me. Sign me up and then return!

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:pokemon: :stupido:

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The piece of paper says:

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Reenk Roink

:burnout:

Why not? In.

IN:bow:

I think that I shall also join this one

IN

It's been a long long time,

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ni!

I got free time for awhile so sign me up:smash:

so... many... words.....head....hurts....:rolleyes4:



:scorpio:

But the smiley scorpion says I must join.

If we're going to slag off both environmentalists and beauracrats, of course I'll have to join. :D

REENK IS BACK. SO ITS PHILL.

*faints from memories of pure awesomesness*

Aw, what the heck.

I could use a reason to pull my eyeballs out of the backroom once in awhile.

Sign me up, please, if you still have space.

p.s. It's gonna be weird not wondering/worrying what CR's role is. :)

Great! We've got enough people!

I'm going to go to random.org in a couple hours after my exam and pick the role(s).

And then we should get this rolling. :beam:

CR

I try very hard to make sure I am here, but folks dangit if I don't post I will have sent my vote in advance.

Sorry, but my girlfriend's house doesn't have net access and I have to drive all the way back home. Please don't bandwagon me for not showing up one day.

:smash:

Vote:PizzaGuy


Haha.... Oh the old, "My Old Lady won't let me out to go bowling" routine. I already smell the guilt. ~;p

vote: Pizzaguy

Oh, the old "vote for yourself to appear innocent routine".

Ya know, we haven't even gotten our roles yet. But if you want me to be the first piggy to get slaughtered, by all means.

If you saw me in Chaotix's FF mafia, you know I play fast and loose with my life. I'm suicidal, yet analytical.

For months The Prometheus traveled through the vastness of space to Europa, a moon of Jupiter. It was a long and tense journey, but the crew was resilient and the obstacles were overcome.
And finally came the landing on Europa, and the crew set quickly to work. They put on their suits and constructed the equipment and began mining the surface for the element they had traveled so far to collect.
After a couple false leads, they finally found a vein of the element not to far beneath the surface, and the drilling began in earnest. Difficulties with the equipment continued, but these were all dealt with.
As the last space in the cargo hold was filled, some of the crew wept. They set about readying the spacecraft for the journey home with a dedication they had never applied in their previous jobs back on earth. It surprised and encouraged all of them.

After the spacecraft had blasted off from Europa, preparing to slingshot around Jupiter and back to Earth, one man was not happy. The agent brooded in his bed. His schemes to cause mechanical malfunctions had failed, perhaps because he did not know much of mechanics, though he did not admit this to himself.
He knew he could not let this ship return home, or all that he and others had worked for would be destroyed. No longer would humans revere the Earth, but they would use her for their own selfish ends. The idea of people making use of Earth to better themselves appalled him. He knew he must now take direct action. It would be dangerous, but he must stop this craft from reaching Earth and destroying her.
He knew what he must do. He took a few supplies and left his room.

The Game Has Begun!

PMs have been sent out to all non-crew roles.

Crew (townies) may or may not have recieved a PM, or may in the future when I have more time and don't have to travel across the state.

It is night, and in 24 hours the first day will begin. I would like all necessary PMs by that time. Thank you, and good luck!

Crazed Rabbit

Hey man watch it! There are pizzas that must be delivered and questions that must be answered. Don't go all James Dean on us yet!


Unvote:Pizzaguy

unvote: Pizzaguy

When you start voting for someone and it makes sense, I vote for them. Give me your reasons. You vote for me, and I'll vote for me too.

Of course, since it's not day phase, none of this counts anyway.

Don't listen to ATPG, he's just playing mind tricks... before you know it we'll all be under his control! :laugh4:

Ah, but there are two ATPG's onboard.

Vote: Yoyoma, ATPG, Alexander, and Chaotix. For spamming poor CR's thread with nonsense. Something I, of course, am above doing.


Oh, wait...

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:creep:

Nonsense.

I shall endevour to roleplay this time around, something I have always wanted to do. Without further ado:

Log One:
It's the first night aboard the Prometheus. I've been hearing some strange noises, but then again this entire place has been strange. Some old-fangled technology found by Sholken. I just hope that we all survive this, it seems as though it might take a while. I dont want to run out of fuel or food. But we gotta do what we gotta do to get this energy back, if I'm ever gunna see Sam again.

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I shall endevour to roleplay this time around, something I have always wanted to do.

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This is the way to play. :bow: Of course, I will be doing the same. :2thumbsup:

Me to.

Log 1:
I fell asleep 15 minutes after boarding and slept all through the day. Lovely beds.

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Originally Posted by Reenk Roink

This is the way to play. :bow: Of course, I will be doing the same. :2thumbsup:

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I got the idea off you and GH, so :bow:

Log 1: I AM THE AGENT HERE TO DESTROY EVERYONE ahem....lovely spaceship, *itches neck*

Logically, there's no reason to consider you the agent, or innocent, from that post. It's unnecessarily distracting for town though.

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Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy

Logically, there's no reason to consider you the agent, or innocent, from that post. It's unnecessarily distracting for town though.

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thats what i like to do, whether that get me killed or not :laugh4:

i am town though :laugh4:

Shouldn't be any problems yet, but later on, I have seen that townie posts which make no sense turn someone into a target. When that happens, if you are a townie, town wastes a lynch on a townie, which helps the agent.

Generally I wouldn't do that as a townie, especially later on. It's either a bad townie or an agent move.

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Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy

Shouldn't be any problems yet, but later on, I have seen that townie posts which make no sense turn someone into a target. When that happens, if you are a townie, town wastes a lynch on a townie, which helps the agent.

Generally I wouldn't do that as a townie, especially later on. It's either a bad townie or an agent move.

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ok, just wanted to spark the mood, i like causing controvercy

The Captain called a meeting of the crew. They were jubliant, but their enthusiasm dropped quickly when they entered the room. The captain met them with a somber stare.
"Crew, I will get right to the point."
He held up a worn copy of Silent Spring, and the crew members close enough to make out the cover gasped.
"We found this in the engine supply room. We are in danger. There is a member of the old guard of the tyrants on this ship. I suspect he was behind some of the mechanical malfunctions we have experienced. We cannot allow this to go on."
The crew was dead silent.
"We will have to find this tool of the old tyranny. I believe the most effective method is to use all of our intelligence to track him down. So we will decide as a group who to imprison in the cryo-chamber until we return to earth. Whoever recieves the most votes will be imprisoned and electronically locked in until we return."
"So decide carefully who it is that we will imprison. Our mission, and the future of humanity depends on it."

Nobody spoke after that for ten minutes.

The Day Has Begun.

CR

Oh god...I can't believe this. Guys, I heard noises last night, but I wasnt sure who else was in my room, I'll try to find out. As for now...without any evidence I'm just going to vote for the first person I see...Vote: Shlin28

Sorry buddy, but your name was the first I saw off the crew list.

Noises? What sort of noises?

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OOC- Did you get some kind of private message saying specifically that you heard noises, or are you roleplaying? We shouldn't overlook a clue if there is one.

EDIT: For sanity's sake, please use the acronym ATPG in this game only to refer to Alexander, and pizza or pizzaguy to refer to me.

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I will explicity state if there is anything relating with actual information. Like "I GOT A PM LAST NIGHT, IT WAS CR!!!" etc

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Okay, good. It seems like an obvious thing, but I don't want to take any chances. Carry on!

At this rate, the whole thread is going to be spoilers.

I should probably put that in a spoiler.

Vote:That guy over there

Hmm... nobody dead. Why would the mafia waste a night like that?

Vote: makaikhaan

For accusing me of nonsense-mongering.

As a reminder, standard rules for bold voting and no editing of votes apply.

Thanks!

CR

vote: Reenk Roink

his combonation of pikachu wizardry as he signed to go on board was very peculiar, i've heard pokemon is all the rage with the bad guys

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Originally Posted by Chaotix27

Hmm... nobody dead. Why would the mafia waste a night like that?

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A very, very good question. Not paying attention, or deliberate tactic?

I ask the Host (who may not answer this question): Did you get read receipts for all role PMs you sent out?

I would think that perhaps the mafioso was either not online that whole time, or perhaps is trying to get us to think that he wasn't online. The trouble is, there's no evidence either way, so it's not a good clue, yet.

Vote: Ichigo

We need real votes, not fake ones. Not voting or fake voting, to me, doesn't help town at all. Either it's a bad townie move or a good mafia move.

Question: from the initial scene, can we conclude there's only one mafia? Or are there more?

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Originally Posted by Aries777777

vote: Reenk Roink

his combonation of pikachu wizardry as he signed to go on board was very peculiar, i've heard pokemon is all the rage with the bad guys

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:laugh4::laugh4::laugh4::laugh4:

:2thumbsup:

In another time in another game, I would be enraged and try my utmost to get you killed (either with a retaliation vote or a special ability), but I also must give credit to people who make the game funny, plus I am going to be a good, vigilant, unselfish townie here ~:pat:.

Also, I fired my agent due to his limited vocabulary. :yes: :beam:

Also, my lawyer advises me to abstain, and my mother tells me to do it courteously :bow:.

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THIS IS NOT A VOTE!

Seriously though, before anyone gets on my case for doing this (and it's not going to be habitual like before), I have no idea what is going on. Why aren't there any kills?

I've been thinking about it some more, and to me a game with 23 players seems to indicate more than one mafia. For balance, I'd say 3 or 4 mafia out of 23 would be realistic. It just seems strange to me that in the writeup there seems to indicate one person.

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This man was a fanatic, devoted to the cause of protecting the sacred and holy earth; he was ready to give his life to stop Sholken

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This part intrigues me. Who are his accomplices? Why would there be only one guy?

I have to conclude that, unless the mafioso has some kind of extra life or defense system built into the game, he can't be alone.

With 22 players, my estimate would be 2 mafia, possibly a third - or unaffiliated serial killer, a doctor (shielder), and a detective.

If the mafia guys didn't start out knowing each other, that may explain the lack of a kill - maybe they did investigations instead, trying to find their twin (or the detective, to get rid of him).

If that's so, it marks them as cautious players, which (making a leap) also might mark them as seasoned players.

Not much to go on, but it's early times.

Vote: Pever

First person I saw when the day began.

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Originally Posted by KukriKhan

If the mafia guys didn't start out knowing each other, that may explain the lack of a kill - maybe they did investigations instead, trying to find their twin (or the detective, to get rid of him).

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What makes you think that the mafia can do investigations KukriKhan-sama...? :inquisitive:

Suspicious, but you know I am not one to go and vote for someone for that reason. :beam:

Vote: Reenk Roink.

Welcome back.


As to why there were no kills; frankly, I'm quite surprised nobody has accused me of being mafioso right away, given my, ahem, track record. I'd say the mafia probably has one kill, and whomever was supposed to submit it pulled a "khaan", so to speak. I'm gonna guess that there's likely a serial killer who would give us a 2nd kill. However, maybe he has some other ability and used it night one?

The original mafia game only had mafia and town and the party version only have one mafiosi.
I am not going to fish for roles here, but if there are no pro-town roles in this game, we could assume there is only us vs. the agent(s).

I think someone asked if this game was going to be complex and the host's answer was that it would be of a classical nature.
My guess would be one or two agents among us. The rest of us are shark bait.

I noticed a few players making it a point to post during the night. If the agent are going for the blame the lurker routine we might find our stowaway amongst those.
If the stowaway was infact not able to send in his order, we have a lurker.

Initial rounds votes are always going to be based on .... nothing.

vote: PP for being a lurker (since 31.10.08)

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Originally Posted by Sigurd Fafnesbane

The original mafia game only had mafia and town and the party version only have one mafiosi.
I am not going to fish for roles here, but if there are no pro-town roles in this game, we could assume there is only us vs. the agent(s).

I think someone asked if this game was going to be complex and the host's answer was that it would be of a classical nature.
My guess would be one or two agents among us. The rest of us are shark bait.

I noticed a few players making it a point to post during the night. If the agent are going for the blame the lurker routine we might find our stowaway amongst those.
If the stowaway was infact not able to send in his order, we have a lurker.

Initial rounds votes are always going to be based on .... nothing.

vote: PP for being a lurker (since 31.10.08)

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I tend to agree. I've noticed in all the games I've hosted and the few that I've played, the agents tend to have almost universally, a "blame the lurker" strategy. It's easy to pick on someone who isn't here to defend themselves, and town is usually quick to jump on the bandwagon, and that results in innocent townies dying. If someone is away, and then comes back and contributes, that happens to most of us at one time or another, and I know for sure that it usually results in innocent townies dying. It might be used as a shield this time, but it shouldn't indicate town or mafia one way or the other.

What I suggest is more likely is those lurkers who almost never post, and when they do, it's one or two posts, then leave again for a long time. Lurkers who lurk for legitimate reasons (not connected to the internet, away for work, real life issues) tend to get blamed by the mafioso who will then lurk for real.

The reason I'm pointing this out, is that any mafioso who are listening had better start posting more, because they would condemn themselves by being a true lurker. They usually leave telltale signs when they post, and when they are here they can respond to interrogative questioning, or be rightly accused of avoiding the question. In any case, posting more is better for town. Long periods of silence doesn't help town's investigation and can only help mafia.

The scummy pattern of behavior is easier to identify; contributing little to the game for most of the game, and then having accusatory postures later on to throw town off. I'm looking for those in particular, because if they are here, they are online, but they don't bother posting (like Warmaster Horus did in Chaotix's FF mafia... I caught him deliberately avoiding the thread and he was mafia) then that's usually really scummy behavior.

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Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy

I would think that perhaps the mafioso was either not online that whole time, or perhaps is trying to get us to think that he wasn't online. The trouble is, there's no evidence either way, so it's not a good clue, yet.

Vote: Ichigo

We need real votes, not fake ones. Not voting or fake voting, to me, doesn't help town at all. Either it's a bad townie move or a good mafia move.

Question: from the initial scene, can we conclude there's only one mafia? Or are there more?

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Are you calling me a liar?

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Originally Posted by Ichigo

Vote:That guy over there

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No, I'm not. But it's obviously a silly vote. So I have to assume you're being silly now. As always.

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Play as you like, I'm just saying it's not useful to town when you do that. :smash:

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Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy

No, I'm not. But it's obviously a silly vote. So I have to assume you're being silly now. As always.

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Play as you like, I'm just saying it's not useful to town when you do that. :smash:

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So, you're saying how I'm playing isn't useful? I assume you have some way of backing up that.

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Originally Posted by Ichigo

So, you're saying how I'm playing isn't useful? I assume you have some way of backing up that.

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Well, voting for someone who doesn't exist, or "that guy over there"... it's not a real vote. So it's non-contributory to town's winning. It also creates a distraction. For example, I'm now discussing this thing with you instead of focusing on other things that matter. I hate to be the example, but it's an example.

I would assume it's self-evident why it's both not helpful and also potentially harmful. I don't feel the need to continue explaining, my friend. With all due respect of course.

:bow:

It seems Askthepizzaguy is the new Sasaki, a politer one though... :laugh4:

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Originally Posted by Reenk Roink

It seems Askthepizzaguy is the new Sasaki, a politer one though... :laugh4:

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Thanks, Reenk. *sarcasm :laugh2:

I assume a vote: Sasaki is coming next?

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Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy

Well, voting for someone who doesn't exist, or "that guy over there"... it's not a real vote. So it's non-contributory to town's winning. It also creates a distraction. For example, I'm now discussing this thing with you instead of focusing on other things that matter. I hate to be the example, but it's an example.

I would assume it's self-evident why it's both not helpful and also potentially harmful. I don't feel the need to continue explaining, my friend. With all due respect of course.

:bow:

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So? How likely is it that we are going to lynch a member of the mafia this round? My vote is basically the equivalent to abstaining. Discussion is always good no matter what it is about. What do you mean? No kills, no way to discern whether or not the mafia is inactive or just playing games. There's not much else to talk about.

I'm here participating so I don't see how it's not helpful or how it could come to harm the town.

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Originally Posted by Ichigo

So? How likely is it that we are going to lynch a member of the mafia this round? My vote is basically the equivalent to abstaining. Discussion is always good no matter what it is about. What do you mean? No kills, no way to discern whether or not the mafia is inactive or just playing games. There's not much else to talk about.

I'm here participating so I don't see how it's not helpful or how it could come to harm the town.

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Well suspect behavior in any round is something we need to look for. I'm not one of those who says that well, round one is useless, so let's not bother playing seriously.

First of all, you're playing while invisible. Maybe that's normal, typical behavior for you, but frankly it tells me that you don't want us to know what you're doing. You're posting something silly and distracting, and now engaging in this debate with me, rather than working with me to find the mafioso.

Maybe you got a pm or something telling you to behave this way, but according to previous games, this is all typical behavior for you. So I have to assume you're just being yourself. My point is, as Askthepizzaguy observing Ichigo's behavior, you're acting unhelpful and suspiciously. Why would you do that, in any round?

Round one may usually be a wash for town, but it becomes even harder for town to gain any play whatsoever when certain townies are being uncooperative. Are you town, or are you mafia?

I assume you're still town, but you're not playing a very good town. Which means, given the option, maybe we should keep you alive, because you're a townie and we want to lynch a mafia. But still, if we run out of options in later rounds, your play here leaves you to be a relatively safe bet for a lynch. If we don't get a mafia, we at least get a bad townie.

I know you disagree, but it doesn't matter. Posting silly or confusing, and generally unhelpful things does in fact make you a bad townie. If I'm wrong on this, feel free to correct me. If anyone else disagrees, please say so.

I'm not saying we must therefore lynch you now, because I still suspect you're just being yourself and that doesn't make you mafia or town. But the style isn't very good for town. For now, I will keep my vote on you because I think you're being less helpful. Later on, if I see other more definitively bad play, I will probably change my vote.

I'm probably over-analyzing things, but I still say it's bad play.

Man...My head hurts. The noises kept me awake all night.

Unvote: Shlin28, Vote: PIZZA
Stop talking so much man, it hurts.

I won't stop talking, buddy.

If you want, I'll hide my thoughts in spoilers, but I refuse to just lay down anytime someone tells me to do something.

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Originally Posted by KukriKhan

A very, very good question. Not paying attention, or deliberate tactic?

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Impossible to say. There could even have been any number of special rules for Night 1 -- this is not a standard role-set according to CR.

Vote:abstain

Current Tally:

Pizzaguy: 1 (pevergreen)
Makaikhaan:1 (Chaotix)
Reenk Roink:2 (Aries, makaikhaan)
Ichigo:1 (Pizzaguy)
pevergreen: 1 (shlin)
Peasant Phill: 1 (Sigurd)

Abstain:1 (Seamus)

The round will continue for ~24 hours so that all the people can see the game has started, and I'm going to ask that the thread title be changed.

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