The Prometheus: Large Mafia Game [Concluded]

[Crazed Rabbit]

Kukrikhan: 1 (Sigurd)
White eyes: 2 (Phill, khaan)
Reenk: 1 (mithrandir)
Sigurd: 3 (YLC, Seamus, Pizza)
SeiriKhaan: 1 (White eyes)
Yoyoma: 1 (pevergreen)


The Captain looked up at the crowd that approached him with their votes.

"This is pathetic. Not just our ship but our entire future is at stake and people do not care to participate? If people continue to ignore the importance of this I will have no choice but to toss them out the air-lock.
Who have you chosen?"

Three men stepped forward and said 'Sigurd'. The Captain motioned him forward. Two men came to his side in case he attempted to escape, but he did not resist.
Sigurd did not speak, but only turned and looked at the crew silently.
Finally, he said, "Find those who did this."
He then went and lay in the cryo-chamber.
Another member of the crew turned the lock, and the freezing process began.

The Captain faced the crew again, and warned them to be vigilant in the night.

List of players:

Alive (19)

Ichigo
makaikhaan
shlin28
Askthepizzaguy
Aries777777
pevergreen
beefy187
Andres
YLC
Seamus
Reenk Roink
Chaotix27
twilightblade
Peasant Phill
Mithrandir
White Eyes
Yoyoma
Alexander The Pretty Good
KukriKhan

Killed (1)
Lord Winter

Thrown Out the Air-Lock (0)

Imprisoned (3)

Rythmic
glyphz
Sigurd

[Beefy187]

Do we need to vote or is staying active enough to avoid getting thrown out of air-lock?

[Sigurd]

You chose wrong in imprisoning me ...

Luckily I smuggled in a deep space communicator device. Ya know, one of those thingmes that allow someone to project thoughts into speech, writing or picture.
You only removed my ability to vote, not my so called "helpfulness" ...

You guys should have asked either Seamus or Kommodus what my norm is when playing town or what is my norm when playing mafia. They keep statisics for these things.

[White_eyes:D]

You chose wrong in imprisoning me ...

Luckily I smuggled in a deep space communicator device. Ya know, one of those thingmes that allow someone to project thoughts into speech, writing or picture.
You only removed my ability to vote, not my so called "helpfulness" ...

You guys should have asked either Seamus or Kommodus what my norm is when playing town or what is my norm when playing mafia. They keep statisics for these things.

I maybe would have changed my vote but Phil and khann want me dead because they think I have been "too much under the radar..." I am gonna get lynched by those guys...plus I blamed khann for the opening confusion as well....

[Chaotix]

Gah. Was intending to actually vote. Been extremely busy lately. I won't miss the next one.

[Crazed Rabbit]

The numbers on the alarm clock flicked and the bleating began. A weary crewmember mumbled and turned in his cot. The bleating continued until a hand finally landed on the clock and fumbled around for the off button.

The crewmember sat up and rubbed his eyes. Another day had begun, though at least no one had been killed in the night.

Andres put on his work clothes grabbed his tool bag. He felt sleepier than he normally did in the morning. He yawned and set off to his post in the engine room.

He made his way down the corridors. The light was steady and unwavering, and all he could hear was the sound of his own footfalls.

Finally he arrived at the engine room. He opened the door and turned to set his tools down. The engine room was one of the biggest spaces on the ship, because it contained the huge amounts of machinery that powered The Prometheus through the void. A lot of the crew worked at maintaining the engine and accompanying equipment.

But no one else was in the room now. Andres looked around again. The engine room was deserted.

But then he saw somebody; a lone figure standing still across the room.

After their eyes met, the figure spoke, “It is fitting your downfall should be brought about in this place, this den of evil. But now you shall be put right!”

Andres saw another figure emerge and approach him from another part of the engine room, and he had turned to run before the speaker had finished his first sentence. Leaving his tools, he turned to run back through the door he had entered in. But as soon as he made it through the doorway, shadows closed in and attacked him, swinging metal pipes and tools. Andres’ frantic yells for help were quickly cut short.

The bloody deed done, all the figures made their way out of the area.

Several hours later, back in the sleeping area, the rest of the crew on Andres’ shift woke up to their alarm clocks.

**********************************************

The morning was a depressed affair as the crew worked slowly to clean up the mess and prepare the body of Andres. As it was being done, The Captain moved from group to group of men, telling them to focus today on the task of hunting those responsible.

The Captain was sure that the killers were among those he talked to, that he had looked them in the eye, but he did not know who and that thought haunted him. They were here and he knew he was close to catching them.


List of players:

Alive (18)

Ichigo
makaikhaan
shlin28
Askthepizzaguy
Aries777777
pevergreen
beefy187
YLC
Seamus
Reenk Roink
Chaotix27
twilightblade
Peasant Phill
Mithrandir
White Eyes
Yoyoma
Alexander The Pretty Good
KukriKhan

Killed (2)
Lord Winter
Andres

Thrown Out the Air-Lock (0)

Imprisoned (3)

Rythmic
glyphz
Sigurd

[shlin28]

*Was dragged kicking and screaming from his quarters by the Captain*

*Grumbles about being forced to vote under threat of death*

*Picks a random person to be voted before trudging back to his room*

Vote: AskThePizzaGuy

[Crazed Rabbit]

Do we need to vote or is staying active enough to avoid getting thrown out of air-lock?

Voting is necessary. The Captain won't stand for namby-pamby waffling.

CR

[shlin28]

*facepalm*

Missed another vote...

If I miss another one, please kick me out