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I think we need a rule that any post about the missing letters must also contain something about the regular discussion.
So that I don't break my own rule, um, fos:tincow
So that I don't break my own rule, um, fos:tincow
Day breaks in the Frontroom. All is quiet. Nature itself, perhaps disturbed by all of the attacks on the village in the past days, seemed to be unsettled. The birds-
Oh, screw the birds.
Crazed Rabbit was hiding out on a small farm on the outskirts of town. He had picked it specifically because of its size, obscurity, and distance away from downtown, where the previous day's villains had shown themselves. Rabbit knew he would be isolated, but didn't care that much. The Chief of Police always found a way to summon everybody, no matter where they were hidden.
He was currently located not in the farmhouse, but in the empty barn nearby. With daylight poking through the cracks, Rabbit decided to explore the vast space and search for hiding places. Aside from a couple of stables, there really weren't many features at all aside from the usual hay littering the floor.
"Peasant Phill wuz here" was scratched into one of the many slats of wood.
The total silence of the place was both overwhelming and comforting. For better or for worse, Rabbit knew that he was completely alone. Yes, there was no mafioso, but there was also no help, no rescue. He was on his own.
Several hours passed by, with the barn heating up by the minute. It would be a scorcher today, and Rabbit, used to blasting the air conditioning in his comfortable house, just couldn't fight through it. At a bit before noon, he opened the barn door and stepped out into the air.
Immediately, a man nearby, holding a hoe, turned. Despite his location, the farm tool was the one thing that looked out of place, for the man was dressed in a trenchcoat and fedora and smoking what looked to be a Cuban cigar. Rabbit couldn't understand how this man could stomach the heat.
The well-dressed man waved at Rabbit, gently setting the hoe aside and making his way towards the other person.
"Morning!" he said cheerily. "It's certainly a hot one, but it's still a beautiful day!"
Rabbit was not convinced, the sense of dread passing over him. "What are you doing here?"
The man looked taken aback. "What do you mean what am I doing here?" he said. "This is my farm! I could ask the same thing about you!"
"This farm was abandoned. Nice try, mafioso."
Smoked out, the mafioso fumbled around for a second. Only a second. "Uh, um..." he said, bending down. In a flash, his revolver was out and firing; Crazed Rabbit went down screaming. Both of his kneecaps had been hit. He was effectively paralyzed.
Rabbit was prepared to take the finishing blow. Instead, he creaned his neck around and watched as the mafioso walked into the barn, whistling a merry tune. Opening a secret compartment, the mafioso rummaged around until he found what he wanted and walked out, still humming the same tune.
As the mafioso approached closer and closer, Rabbit could read what he was carrying; it was a container of some sort with the letters "PETROL" stamped on it.
Being unable to get away, Crazed Rabbit could only watch and feel the wetness as the mafioso emptied the contents on the container onto him. Once it was done to suffiency, the mafioso stepped back (way back) and flicked the still-lit cigar onto his victim.
It was over extremely quick.
woad&fangs had a similar approach to surviving any contact with persons of questionable affiliation, although it was a variation on the theme. Instead of opting for solitude, W&F had instead chosen security, fortifying his own house to the point where it resembled an army checkpoint more than a domestic dwelling.
Like any smart citizen, he had his plan mapped out. Around the full perimeter of his property (and extending a bit off it, in case anybody wanted to try a drive-by grenading) was a series of invisible lasers. If the connection was tripped, an alarm would go off in woad's house, alerting him first that the connection had indeed been tripped and then what sector it had been tripped in. Depending on this second piece of information, woad would make a quick exit off his property in the direction away from the alarm tripper, while his defense system activated, pinning down would-be attackers with machine gun fire from multiple directions.
"In case of mafioso, always have an escape plan," woad muttered to himself, paraphrasing the popular maxim regarding fire safety. "God, what a mess this town is. If we had a better police force then we wouldn't need to worry about-"
WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP
The alarm sounded, cutting off woad's soliloquy. He checked the details: The alarm had been tripped in the front of the house, which also happened to be the most heavily-fortified. Peeking at his front windows to make sure there wasn't a false alarm, he saw a dark figure carrying what was definitely a weapon.
Time to get out. W&F would go the back way, an added bonus to having the attacker approach from the front, because immediately behind his house there were woods. It was perfect cover to have him disappear for a while whilst the mafioso would have to answer the deadly crossfire from the five machine guns tasked to defend that particular side of his house.
He burst out the door and sprinted through the woods, tripping his own alarm (but the guns wouldn't fire; he had programmed that in)... and stopping dead as a figure holding a shotgun, right outside the laser line, was waiting for him.
"How... what... how?" woad stammered in disbelief.
"Depardmed store dubby", the man said nasally. It appeared that his nose had recently been broken. Without any more words, he pointed the shotgun at his shocked victim and pulled the trigger.
"What a waste of weapodry," the man said to himself and walked away.
Later that day, Chief of Police Beirut had the remaining villagers gathered in the town square in order to make an announcement.
"Gentlemen," he began, "We all know why we're here, so let's get this over with. Get voting!"
~~~~~~~~~~~
Still alive: (27)
Ichigo
RoadKill
TinCow
shlin28
makaikhaan
Sasaki Kojiro
Sigurd Fafnesbane
Caius
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Sarathos
Mithrandir
Beefy187
Tiberius of the Drake
KukriKhan
|Sith|R|AntiWarmanCake88
Fenring
Lord Winter
CountArach
Kommodus
Rythmic
Seamus Fermanagh
Quintus.J.Cicero
Kagemusha
georgeman51
discovery1
FactionHeir
Joe Monks
Killed:
Tratorix
Omanes Alexandrapolites
Andres
Craterus
LittleGrizzly
TevashSzat
Crazed Rabbit
woad&fangs
Executed:
Privateerkev
Elite Ferret
peverpink
Oh, screw the birds.
Crazed Rabbit was hiding out on a small farm on the outskirts of town. He had picked it specifically because of its size, obscurity, and distance away from downtown, where the previous day's villains had shown themselves. Rabbit knew he would be isolated, but didn't care that much. The Chief of Police always found a way to summon everybody, no matter where they were hidden.
He was currently located not in the farmhouse, but in the empty barn nearby. With daylight poking through the cracks, Rabbit decided to explore the vast space and search for hiding places. Aside from a couple of stables, there really weren't many features at all aside from the usual hay littering the floor.
"Peasant Phill wuz here" was scratched into one of the many slats of wood.
The total silence of the place was both overwhelming and comforting. For better or for worse, Rabbit knew that he was completely alone. Yes, there was no mafioso, but there was also no help, no rescue. He was on his own.
Several hours passed by, with the barn heating up by the minute. It would be a scorcher today, and Rabbit, used to blasting the air conditioning in his comfortable house, just couldn't fight through it. At a bit before noon, he opened the barn door and stepped out into the air.
Immediately, a man nearby, holding a hoe, turned. Despite his location, the farm tool was the one thing that looked out of place, for the man was dressed in a trenchcoat and fedora and smoking what looked to be a Cuban cigar. Rabbit couldn't understand how this man could stomach the heat.
The well-dressed man waved at Rabbit, gently setting the hoe aside and making his way towards the other person.
"Morning!" he said cheerily. "It's certainly a hot one, but it's still a beautiful day!"
Rabbit was not convinced, the sense of dread passing over him. "What are you doing here?"
The man looked taken aback. "What do you mean what am I doing here?" he said. "This is my farm! I could ask the same thing about you!"
"This farm was abandoned. Nice try, mafioso."
Smoked out, the mafioso fumbled around for a second. Only a second. "Uh, um..." he said, bending down. In a flash, his revolver was out and firing; Crazed Rabbit went down screaming. Both of his kneecaps had been hit. He was effectively paralyzed.
Rabbit was prepared to take the finishing blow. Instead, he creaned his neck around and watched as the mafioso walked into the barn, whistling a merry tune. Opening a secret compartment, the mafioso rummaged around until he found what he wanted and walked out, still humming the same tune.
As the mafioso approached closer and closer, Rabbit could read what he was carrying; it was a container of some sort with the letters "PETROL" stamped on it.
Being unable to get away, Crazed Rabbit could only watch and feel the wetness as the mafioso emptied the contents on the container onto him. Once it was done to suffiency, the mafioso stepped back (way back) and flicked the still-lit cigar onto his victim.
It was over extremely quick.
woad&fangs had a similar approach to surviving any contact with persons of questionable affiliation, although it was a variation on the theme. Instead of opting for solitude, W&F had instead chosen security, fortifying his own house to the point where it resembled an army checkpoint more than a domestic dwelling.
Like any smart citizen, he had his plan mapped out. Around the full perimeter of his property (and extending a bit off it, in case anybody wanted to try a drive-by grenading) was a series of invisible lasers. If the connection was tripped, an alarm would go off in woad's house, alerting him first that the connection had indeed been tripped and then what sector it had been tripped in. Depending on this second piece of information, woad would make a quick exit off his property in the direction away from the alarm tripper, while his defense system activated, pinning down would-be attackers with machine gun fire from multiple directions.
"In case of mafioso, always have an escape plan," woad muttered to himself, paraphrasing the popular maxim regarding fire safety. "God, what a mess this town is. If we had a better police force then we wouldn't need to worry about-"
WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP
The alarm sounded, cutting off woad's soliloquy. He checked the details: The alarm had been tripped in the front of the house, which also happened to be the most heavily-fortified. Peeking at his front windows to make sure there wasn't a false alarm, he saw a dark figure carrying what was definitely a weapon.
Time to get out. W&F would go the back way, an added bonus to having the attacker approach from the front, because immediately behind his house there were woods. It was perfect cover to have him disappear for a while whilst the mafioso would have to answer the deadly crossfire from the five machine guns tasked to defend that particular side of his house.
He burst out the door and sprinted through the woods, tripping his own alarm (but the guns wouldn't fire; he had programmed that in)... and stopping dead as a figure holding a shotgun, right outside the laser line, was waiting for him.
"How... what... how?" woad stammered in disbelief.
"Depardmed store dubby", the man said nasally. It appeared that his nose had recently been broken. Without any more words, he pointed the shotgun at his shocked victim and pulled the trigger.
"What a waste of weapodry," the man said to himself and walked away.
Later that day, Chief of Police Beirut had the remaining villagers gathered in the town square in order to make an announcement.
"Gentlemen," he began, "We all know why we're here, so let's get this over with. Get voting!"
~~~~~~~~~~~
Still alive: (27)
Ichigo
RoadKill
TinCow
shlin28
makaikhaan
Sasaki Kojiro
Sigurd Fafnesbane
Caius
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Sarathos
Mithrandir
Beefy187
Tiberius of the Drake
KukriKhan
|Sith|R|AntiWarmanCake88
Fenring
Lord Winter
CountArach
Kommodus
Rythmic
Seamus Fermanagh
Quintus.J.Cicero
Kagemusha
georgeman51
discovery1
FactionHeir
Joe Monks
Killed:
Tratorix
Omanes Alexandrapolites
Andres
Craterus
LittleGrizzly
TevashSzat
Crazed Rabbit
woad&fangs
Executed:
Privateerkev
Elite Ferret
peverpink
For once I am in track of whats happening because im the first one to post after the kill 
From now on ill try to be active as possible seeing as all my assignment are done and I dont study 24/7 for my tests anyway.
Personally I dont think we need to worry to much about the code. I doubt that GH is willing to give the mafia away this early in the game which is pretty hard for the mafia to win. Im no good at codes but perhaps read it other way around could mean something.
As for mafia, I have no clue for now. I will look closely this round for once though
From now on ill try to be active as possible seeing as all my assignment are done and I dont study 24/7 for my tests anyway.
Personally I dont think we need to worry to much about the code. I doubt that GH is willing to give the mafia away this early in the game which is pretty hard for the mafia to win. Im no good at codes but perhaps read it other way around could mean something.
As for mafia, I have no clue for now. I will look closely this round for once though
Hey GH, when are the WOG's going to happen?
Just with the letters thing, I don't think its a number cyper so KukriKhan, you can probably chill out a bit.
I don't think there is much to say because Woads and CR were pretty inactive so it looks like the mafia going after the lurkers. Random Vote: Caius, he is on Shlin's list.
Just with the letters thing, I don't think its a number cyper so KukriKhan, you can probably chill out a bit.
I don't think there is much to say because Woads and CR were pretty inactive so it looks like the mafia going after the lurkers. Random Vote: Caius, he is on Shlin's list.
I resent the statement that I was inactive.
OK, things are going very slowly this morning, probably because everyone is, like me, awiting GH's write-up before attempting to go into any more analysis.
I'd hazard a guess that the letters and clues are a french phrase as well. Its much more continuous, and imo, it would be too early for GH to 'reveal' the mafia, even through clues. This is, as Tincow said, distracting us from the task at hand. While we should continue to note any further missing letters, we should concentrate on the usual methods of mafia-hunting, discussion and analysis. Any gains due to the riddle will be long-term in nature.
As to the whys and wherefores that Kukri mentioned, it is possible that Tevash was the detective, what other reason could he have for revealing said clue?
As I said yesterday, I'd like to hear more out of Sigurd, but as of this moment I shall Vote:Abstain.
I'd hazard a guess that the letters and clues are a french phrase as well. Its much more continuous, and imo, it would be too early for GH to 'reveal' the mafia, even through clues. This is, as Tincow said, distracting us from the task at hand. While we should continue to note any further missing letters, we should concentrate on the usual methods of mafia-hunting, discussion and analysis. Any gains due to the riddle will be long-term in nature.
As to the whys and wherefores that Kukri mentioned, it is possible that Tevash was the detective, what other reason could he have for revealing said clue?
As I said yesterday, I'd like to hear more out of Sigurd, but as of this moment I shall Vote:Abstain.
abstain? 
I admit the letter hunting is fun but I think people have allowed themselves to get distracted.
I say keep looking at FH and Khaan. Especially Khaan.
I admit the letter hunting is fun but I think people have allowed themselves to get distracted.
I say keep looking at FH and Khaan. Especially Khaan.
Crazed Rabbit is a strange choice for killing. He is always someone who attracts a lot of suspicion (like Sasaki, but not to the same extreme). To me this points to someone who knows that he is a good player (as he indeed is), but is not experienced enough to realise that keeping CR alive is a good idea. So is there anyone who fits that description AND is on one of the lists from the letters?
Also an idea that is just out of left-field with the letters. It could be Sans NIV, the NIV being a translation of the bible (Wiki of NIV). So perhaps an Atheist? It seems unlikely, but you never know.
Also an idea that is just out of left-field with the letters. It could be Sans NIV, the NIV being a translation of the bible (Wiki of NIV). So perhaps an Atheist? It seems unlikely, but you never know.
While I was in my coffin, enjoying being dead, I saw this post:
I think it's day now... as if my eternal soul cares about trivialities like night and day
Originally Posted by GeneralHankerchief:
Day breaks in the Frontroom. All is quiet.
Crazed Rabbit and woad&fangs have been killed.
Proper descriptions will be added in tomorrow afternoon. This voting round will be extended, ending Friday Morning/Afternoon GMT-5. Apologies, but after tomorrow my schedule should ease up a lot.
Day breaks in the Frontroom. All is quiet.
Crazed Rabbit and woad&fangs have been killed.
Proper descriptions will be added in tomorrow afternoon. This voting round will be extended, ending Friday Morning/Afternoon GMT-5. Apologies, but after tomorrow my schedule should ease up a lot.
I think it's day now... as if my eternal soul cares about trivialities like night and day
KK,
@Count Arach: Your idea is a good one, but I'd reject it on the basis that NIV, stands for New International Version (I think), and the original message (and the beginning of this one), is in french. I'd wait for the next set of clues (read missing letters) before we get too far off topic.
@ Sarathos: Thanks for elaborating, but I'd suggest that to take someone elses reasons, which you don't even know and straight away to vote based on that smacks of naiveity (then again I can't talk), and dare I say it seems to be very similar in principle to bandwagoning. . At the same time my posts may have encouraged you (to believe PK: a) is innocent; b)has good instincts), but I'd advise you to come up with your own reasoning in the future...
...btw PK, have you any reasons for us to be looking at Khann...
...and both you and Andres have mentioned FactionHeir, someone I had a FOS on before (can't remember why though.. must go look)... again any particular reasons?
@Count Arach: Your idea is a good one, but I'd reject it on the basis that NIV, stands for New International Version (I think), and the original message (and the beginning of this one), is in french. I'd wait for the next set of clues (read missing letters) before we get too far off topic.
@ Sarathos: Thanks for elaborating, but I'd suggest that to take someone elses reasons, which you don't even know and straight away to vote based on that smacks of naiveity (then again I can't talk), and dare I say it seems to be very similar in principle to bandwagoning.
. At the same time my posts may have encouraged you (to believe PK: a) is innocent; b)has good instincts), but I'd advise you to come up with your own reasoning in the future......btw PK, have you any reasons for us to be looking at Khann...
...and both you and Andres have mentioned FactionHeir, someone I had a FOS on before (can't remember why though.. must go look)... again any particular reasons?
Originally Posted by Sarathos:
Now I voted makaikhaan because I trusted that you had good reason to give the advice to "watch him" so by questioning my you are effectly questioning your own reasons. Are you trying to discredit yourself...?
I don't know. Something just seems off about Khaan. He is really good as mafia so it's hard to tell. It's just a hunch. I don't have anything better on anyone else at the moment.Now I voted makaikhaan because I trusted that you had good reason to give the advice to "watch him" so by questioning my you are effectly questioning your own reasons. Are you trying to discredit yourself...?
But no one should take my hunch and vote based just on that. You should know better. It's almost as if you are using me as an excuse to place a vote so you won't look suspicious.
People should post their reasons for voting. Doing it just because a ghost gives their opinion, and then trying to discredit said ghost smells a little scummy all on it's own.
So you trust me so much you'll vote for someone but now you try to discredit me? You can't have it both ways...
I don't think Sarathos is acting TOO strangely, in my opinion he is just a casual player who was never too good at analysis... like me.
Interesting that only a few live people has posted, all of the others are dead
Where are the others??? Lurking maybe?
Vote: Kage
Random lurker
Interesting that only a few live people has posted, all of the others are dead
Where are the others??? Lurking maybe? Vote: Kage
Random lurker
Vote: Kommodus
Where art thou, Holmes? You've been extremely quiet thus far...
Where art thou, Holmes? You've been extremely quiet thus far...
Originally Posted by shlin28:
I don't think Sarathos is acting TOO strangely, in my opinion he is just a casual player who was never too good at analysis... like me.
Yeah but he is trying to blame me for his own lack of analysis. His reasoning is that if his actions are bad, it is because of my own bad analysis and is not actually his fault.I don't think Sarathos is acting TOO strangely, in my opinion he is just a casual player who was never too good at analysis... like me.
He is the one that is responsible for his own vote. While I can forgive a lack of analysis, I find his defensiveness and "passing the buck" to be disturbing.
Originally Posted by shlin28:
Interesting that only a few live people has posted, all of the others are dead Where are the others??? Lurking maybe?
I am holding off this round until the write-up is posted.Interesting that only a few live people has posted, all of the others are dead
Where are the others??? Lurking maybe?What he said.
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