The Godfather, Part 3 [Concluded]

[pevergreen]

Happy birthday GH?

You has a birthday.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Is this GH's birthday? Well done.

Happy birthday, then! And awesome, awesome game. What's up with White_Eyes?

[GeneralHankerchief]

”All right, mortals,” The Wanax said after several more hours of voting. His dark void somehow stared over the crowd. Amongst the smoky purple figures were three normal, alive, unspoiled human beings. Huddled together, scared, exhausted in every possible way over the events of the past week, they were ready for this to end, one way or another.

And end it would.

“BEEFY187!” The Wanax boomed, and even the ghostly purple beings jumped back in fear. “YOU HAVE RECEIVED THE MOST VOTES! STEP UP TO THE PLATFORM AND FACE YOUR FINAL JUDGMENT! “ Even with the infinitely dark, endless void where The Wanax’s face should have been, all of the villagers somehow got the impression that he was staring at Beefy with an impatient look, as if ready to get this over with.

For Beefy, the world went silent. The mutterings of the villagers, living and dead, ceased to exist. The relatively few ambient sounds of the Gameroom were also muted. Instead of there being a discernable sound, everything around him blended together, swirling around him in a great cacophony of nothing. It was over, for him, for everyone else. After twelve days, twelve agonizingly long days and nights that somehow felt more than over a month, it was finished. With no outside influence to distract him, with him suddenly, seemingly becoming immune to the very passage of time itself, Beefy had forever to reflect upon what happened, to ponder, to regret. He felt himself walking up the steps to the execution platform, but at the same time, his mind was elsewhere. Perhaps it had already departed for the place where his soul would soon join it.

“Time to die, Beefy,” The Wanax said, pulling out the phasgana, finally snapping Beefy back to reality.

…

“TIME FOR ALL OF YOU TO DIE!!!” The Wanax boomed suddenly, and for a second, the villagers saw a flash of Godfather Reenk Roink in that horrible void. In an instant The Wanax’s arms were spread wide, the phasgana in his hand glowing a pure white. Beefy, terrified beyond all reason, somehow noted that The Wanax’s feet were a few inches off the ground.

“You little puppets,” The Wanax roared, and nobody was unable to notice now the expression of pure triumph that somehow was made clear on the void. “You pathetic little puppets never could take the next step in human evolutionary thought throughout this entire little mess.”

Rising even higher off the ground, The Wanax somehow slipped into the tone of voice on someone giving a discourse, despite the glowing phasgana in his hand and the dark clouds quickly forming over the village. “All of you, sticking to your horribly outdated means of thought. Surely you did not seriously believe that your collective, conservative decisions could match the awesome wisdom of The Wanax?” The Wanax paused, allowing appropriate time for the villagers to contemplate what he just said, before continuing.

“You pathetic life forms are as predictable as the ants marching out to gather food and then marching back into the anthill,” The Wanax said. “It’s the problem of induction all over again! Did you learn nothing from the lesson I taught you merely hours ago? DID YOU REFUSE KNOWLEDGE FROM THE WANAX?!??!”

The villagers, realizing that they were all doomed, could still do nothing but listen in pure fear.

“JUST BECAUSE SOMETHING HAS ALWAYS HAPPENED A CERTAIN WAY IN THE PAST DOES NOT MEAN IT WILL HAPPEN THAT WAY IN THE FUTURE!” The Wanax thundered, and then, upon reflection, calmed down a bit. “Of course, with a superior intellect, I knew that you would be lynching based off past behavior. Because it’s served you well before and you’re all comfortable in your familiar little shells and routines, all of you afraid to take the leap that would propel town thought forward. Of course I knew that none of you would accuse me as a mafioso, saying that my actions were too ‘ballsy’ for someone who had so much at stake. It was simple logic, and thus I stayed one step ahead of you the entire time by doing the thing I knew you would least expect from a villain. I wouldn’t even call what I did a calculated risk so much as someone simply understanding what direction the town would take and making the necessary adjustments.”

The Wanax lowered to the ground, but only slightly. “However. I did admire your bravery and your willingness to press on, no matter the consequences. I was seriously considering sparing you for a while, even though you killed both of my grunts. BUT THEN YOU STRAIGHT UP IGNORED BY BIGGEST HINT!!! I MEAN, I GAVE IT TO YOU AND YOU BLATANTLY IGNORED IT!!! THE WANAX WILL NOT STAND FOR SUCH AN EGREGIOUS WASTE OF KNOWLEDGE! YOU MUST ALL DIE!!!” The phasgana, now being lifted into the air, continued to glow. At its point, the glow intensified and expanded, all at once engulfing everything into a blinding white light…

[GeneralHankerchief]

”All right, mortals,” The Wanax said after several more hours of voting. His dark void somehow stared over the crowd. Amongst the smoky purple figures were three normal, alive, unspoiled human beings. Huddled together, scared, exhausted in every possible way over the events of the past week, they were ready for this to end, one way or another.

And end it would.

“BEEFY187!” The Wanax boomed, and even the ghostly purple beings jumped back in fear. “YOU HAVE RECEIVED THE MOST VOTES! STEP UP TO THE PLATFORM AND FACE YOUR FINAL JUDGMENT! “ Even with the infinitely dark, endless void where The Wanax’s face should have been, all of the villagers somehow got the impression that he was staring at Beefy with an impatient look, as if ready to get this over with.

For Beefy, the world went silent. The mutterings of the villagers, living and dead, ceased to exist. The relatively few ambient sounds of the Gameroom were also muted. Instead of there being a discernable sound, everything around him blended together, swirling around him in a great cacophony of nothing. It was over, for him, for everyone else. After twelve days, twelve agonizingly long days and nights that somehow felt more than over a month, it was finished. With no outside influence to distract him, with him suddenly, seemingly becoming immune to the very passage of time itself, Beefy had forever to reflect upon what happened, to ponder, to regret. He felt himself walking up the steps to the execution platform, but at the same time, his mind was elsewhere. Perhaps it had already departed for the place where his soul would soon join it.

“Time to die, Beefy,” The Wanax said, pulling out the phasgana, finally snapping Beefy back to reality.

…

It was quick. Soon, Beefy’s corpse lay on the ground. In an instant, the smoky purple figures of the dead villagers vanished, leaving only Reenk Roink, Andres, and taka. There was silence for a few minutes, as everyone just stood around, not even milling. The silence continued, everyone looking at each other stupidly from time to time.

“Well,” said Andres, “what now?”

“Dunno,” said Reenk. It wasn’t me.

“It wasn’t me either,” said Andres.

“taka?” they both said at the same time, turning to third living villager. But Godfather taka already had two Tommy guns out, pointing directly at both Reenk’s and Andres’s faces. Their eyes widened in surprise for just a second, but then their entire expression turned downcast in shame. They had failed, then.

“Please make it quick,” Andres said.

taka just laughed. “Why would I have any incentive to do that?” he said. “This entire process has been drawn out a bit too slowly anyway. I might as well make it consistent. Hands behind your head and on your knees. Face away from me.” Moaning in despair, Reenk and Andres complied. Not like it mattered, since taka was most definitely going to kill them anyway. The sole reason that these two were playing by the Godfather’s rules was to die with a little more knowledge than they had now.

“Pants and shirts off,” taka continued. “I want to humiliate you first. A pity that there isn’t anyone else around to see you like this but I want this image of ultimate triumph ingrained in my mind forever.” Grinning, he watched as Andres and Reenk miserably did what they were told, again.

“You know, it’s pretty interesting, given The Wanax’s speech before he temporarily resurrected all of the dead. He was going off about the problem of induction, saying how humanity has a tendency to stay in its shell and believe that events will always happen the same way just because it’s been that way in the past. It’s interesting because you guys stayed beyond that for all this time, pathetically trying to advance your thinking in desperate hopes of catching the Godfather. And yet, here he was the entire time, using a time-honored tactic of not saying much, flying below the radar… just slipping by and watching while the rest of you killed yourselves.”

“So this entire final voting round… it was just a sham?” Reenk said.

“That’s right,” taka said, laughing giddily. “Once The Wanax called time last voting round, I knew it was over. And that’s why that whole induction speech was so deliciously entertaining. Because I had already proved The Wanax wrong. I used the most time-honored mafia tactic ever. AND I WON WITH IT, TOO!” taka threw his head back and made a truly evil laugh.

“I admit, I thought for a while that I was in serious trouble, especially after you guys got Lord Winter early on and then White_eyes:D at the very end, but I prevailed. I admit, it was a lucky break when TevashSzat fell asleep right after revealing, but we would have offed him anyway.”

Andres and Reenk, in their tighty-whities, said nothing, still hanging their heads in shame.

“Do you have everything you need?” taka asked. Both villagers nodded in reply.

“Good. I guess the last thing that will ever be on your minds is the shame coming from overlooking the obvious. Again.” taka, then, finally, opened up on the villagers far more than necessary. He then looked to the skies in triumph.

The Godfather was victorious.

REAL RESULT: CLOSE MAFIA VICTORY

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Still alive: (1)
taka – Mafia Godfather

Killed:
Tratorix
CountArach
seireikhaan
boudica
TinCow
Jolt
Ignoramus
Sasaki Kojiro
Psychonaut
LittleGrizzly
Chaotix27
pevergreen
777Ares777
Quintus.JC
Reenk Roink
Andres

Executed:
Ichigo
Lord Winter – Mafia Grunt
Sigurd
Askthepizzaguy
TevashSzat – Detective
Seamus Fermanagh
shlin28
glyphz
Gaius Scribonius Curio
White_eyes:D – Mafia Grunt
Beefy187

[Beefy187]

Again I repeat.. Taka is over powered.. Nerf your self!!

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

Superb performance taka. Just unbelievable. Congratulations

[Gaius Scribonius Curio]

Very well played Taka! Gah!!!!

....

Thanks to GH for a brilliant, tight and suspenseful game.

[Askthepizzaguy]

HA! I knew Beefy was innocent.

It's a shame that we didn't follow through on lynching the lurkers as we had originally planned to do.

This ending is pretty funny too. Well done, Taka. Hehehehe....

Well, at least I helped take care of Lord Winter. Good call you guys on White_Eyes. Hey, next time, we will make sure we lynch the lurkers, yes? As we had planned to do after Chicago and Scourge? Lynch the lurkers, hmm?

Stone cold play by Taka to risk death all game like that for lurking, especially as we started chopping lurkers. Still the most popular mafia strategy. D'oh! Fooled me a third time.

[Reenk Roink]

Congrats taka.

I tried oh I tried oh I tried to kill little taka, but it was too hard nobody thought he was guilty. I actually somewhat believed that Beefy was the Godfather with his reveal to me for a bit, but when he was unable to tell me his other grunt I kinda figured.

I loved this PM from you the most:

well played CoP

I am NOT the Godfather please believe me. Ok fine you will see. But thanks anyway.

note: CoP, not Godfather

i know the truth, but i can't really change at this point now can i? lol

well played for getting into the final round, i think i just need to play more games and get used to each person's playing style

hopefully i'll be guessing it right next time ;)

taka

Hopefully we can guess you Mr. taka, with your superb lurker victory...

hehe, i think scummy beefy deserves the biggest play'd for getting into the final round like that

sorry for keeping my vote on ya for like the last 2/3 days lol, i genuinely thought u was GF back then

taka

Thanks for the game GH, very great. Also happy birthday!

[Askthepizzaguy]

So Reenk, gonna go back to defending Beefy again now?

They always lynch Beefy. Poor Beefy...

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

And yeah, as promised, SkyNet is dead and gone for missing all the mafioso this game, and pegging the detective as mafia. Into the incinerator it goes...

I still contend that it was an ICE COLD strategy to lurk after the recent large games ended in lurker victories, and Andres and I and several others had all basically agreed at the beginning to lynch the lurkers, and we had started following through on it too.

That takes intestinal fortitude, and the size of Mercury. Well earned, Taka, well earned. Nerves of steel, that one.

[TinCow]

Ug, done in by lurkers again.

Well played, taka. You must've enjoyed the last few days immensely.

[Sasaki Kojiro]

Nicely done taka. For all the lurkers we nailed we let the last one slip by. Pretty brazen to keep it up that long, I see why GH figured you were mafia in Andres's game after your lynching vote on khaan.

Tevash vs LW was something I debated quite a bit--I could see tevash getting sick of the game after atpg going after him with those arguments all day. But I thought it made my case on beefy and white_eyes stronger if I went with tevash as the guilty one. I guess white_eyes was willing to put the lynching vote on his partner, bold stuff as well.

What makes mafia a really fascinating game for me is how honest you have to be with yourself about your reasons for suspecting someone. It's hard to find a middle ground between sticking to your guns and being rigid in your opinion. Easy to get caught up in irrational beliefs if you aren't aware of what is driving those beliefs. I guess I should have done that second reread after all


btw, gh, any explanation for unicyclist and boombox guy?

[Reenk Roink]

Tevash vs LW was something I debated quite a bit--I could see tevash getting sick of the game after atpg going after him with those arguments all day. But I thought it made my case on beefy and white_eyes stronger if I went with tevash as the guilty one. I guess white_eyes was willing to put the lynching vote on his partner, bold stuff as well.

I was wondering why he hasn't been back in ANY Mafia games. I for one, always believed in you Tevash!

[Sasaki Kojiro]

Ug, done in by lurkers again.

Well played, taka. You must've enjoyed the last few days immensely.

Well, for all our talk about lynching lurkers we really only lynched two of them.

Ichigo
Lord Winter – Mafia Grunt
Sigurd
Askthepizzaguy
TevashSzat – Detective
Seamus Fermanagh
shlin28
glyphz
Gaius Scribonius Curio
White_eyes:D – Mafia Grunt
Beefy187

Our first three rounds were great, we got a potential lurker, a mafioso, and a lurker. Next four rounds were absolutely terrible--two days wasted on atpg/tevash, and then lynching seamus and shlin when we should have been targetting lurkers still. We got back on track after that, I think our last 4 lynches were all good targets, but those 4 rounds did us in. If we'd kept on track for one of them then maybe we'd have lynched taka.

btw, jolt, your suspicions about white_eyes tie breaking vote turned out to be spot on, however he was saving taka not andres...

edit: wait, was white_eyes voting taka that day?


Gaius Scribonius Curio: 3 (Andres, Quintus.JC, White_eyes:D)
Andres: 2 (Reenk Roink, Gaius Scribonius Curio)
taka: 1 (Beefy187)

[White_eyes:D]

taka you are the man......and yes, I was just screwing with you at the end town.....

[Askthepizzaguy]

Yeah, me going after Tevash was definitley something I'll regret for a while. (Among many things) I hope he's all right and will return again soon.

[taka]

there's more to come.....

[White_eyes:D]

Time to post my fake detective reveal....

Congratulations, White_eyes:D, you have been randomly picked to be the Detective.

Every night, you must PM me with the player you want to investigate for that night.
If you cannot send in your orders for that night, I will assume you don't want to investigate a player for that night. However, your life is not as expendable compared to that of a regular townie's, and if you do a reveal, do it only as a last resort. For if you die, town will lose a solid edge.

Like the previous Godfather's, both grunts show up guilty on Detective investigations, but the Godfather will always show up as innocent.

White_eyes:D, this game will probably be pretty tough. From what I see, there's going to be quite a bit of killing with ton's of good mafia players, and there's always the threat of the Godfather having his grunts lynched, rendering your role useless. You're going to have to be on your A-game to help town win this one. Best of luck to you.

GH

For this first night phase, you can't to do anything. In a little over 12 hours I will start the first day phase in which the town will elect a Chief of Police. The night after that, you may begin investigating players

would this have fooled you???

[Reenk Roink]

White_eyes:D, this game will probably be pretty tough. From what I see, there's going to be quite a bit of killing with ton's of good mafia players, and there's always the threat of the Godfather having his grunts lynched, rendering your role useless. You're going to have to be on your A-game to help town win this one. Best of luck to you.

This kills an otherwise great reveal.

[White_eyes:D]

This kills an otherwise great reveal.

but that was what he said......I just was too lazy to do the write-up reports.....and had no idea what style to do them in........

[White_eyes:D]

I guess it is pointless to hide it.....I was hoping to save it for when I play another game and can just fake it......but I did about 90% of all the write-ups..........it was fun really.....that's why I have TinCow's one quote in my sig...

Edit:Even the ones that I copied, like yours Reenk.....I was only using it to help screw with town......I must admit...if Sasaki hadn't nailed me in the last round......I think I would have cruised to the end.....

[seireikhaan]

Congratulations seireikhaan, you are the Detective!

I think you know how this works.

One investigation a night, the Godfather comes up innocent, and no private reveals of any kind. I'll need your first investigation within 24 hours. Best of luck!

GH

PS: BTW, in a little bit of trivia that may help you to determine whether you hate random.org or not, your number was actually the third one. The first two, interestingly enough, were the Godfather's two mafia grunts.

Alright, General...

You've got some 'splainin to do...

Congrats, Taka. Well earned win. Totally off my radar.

[Sasaki Kojiro]

Time to post my fake detective reveal.... would this have fooled you???

GH don't talk like that


In the end what killed the town I think is that while we're willing to lynch a lurker during the game, on one wants to lynch one in the endgame. Because there's nothing special about lurking that makes someone stand out as suspicious. So people go over the remaining people trying to figure out who is mafia and the lurker will never rate higher than "could be mafia", while they can easily ensure that there are some suspicious townies left alive. That's what got me in the end anyway, I never even reread taka's posts. Felt like Andres was innocent, reenk was probably innocent, had a case on beefy and he seemed to be in tandem with white_eyes on the previous day.

Once again, well done taka

My suggestion for the town is to resist the temptation for big in depth cases early on, and go for "best lynch" rather than "most likely mafioso". I fell in to this trap to after an early success with LW. There just isn't enough to go on for that kind of certainty. As holmes would say, it's a capital mistake to theorize without enough evidence.

[White_eyes:D]

Fine I well show you what I modeled it after....

Congratulations White_eyes:D and Lord Winter, you have been selected by your Godfather, taka, to be his henchmen in The Godfather, Part 3!

Every night, each of you will PM me with your kill choice for that night, along with the method. You must write the kills out exactly as you want them to appear in the thread, so if you're afraid someone will pick out your writing style, make arrangements to change them or have somebody else do them to you beforehand. However, you must ultimately be the ones to send me the kill description.

Once one of you is killed, the other can still kill one person a night - but only one person. Essentially, your firepower is halved as soon as one of you dies. However, your lives are both ultimately expendable compared to that of your Godfather's, for if he dies, the game immediately ends.

Unlike your Godfather, you two both show up guilty on Detective investigations.

Gentlemen, this game will probably be pretty tough. From what I see, there's not going to be too much WoG-bait, and there's always the threat of the Godfather being lynched. You're going to have to be on your A-games to win this one. Best of luck to you all.

GH

For this first night phase, you don't have to do anything. In a little over 12 hours I will start the first day phase in which the town will elect a Chief of Police. The night after that, the killing begins.

.....see how similar the two are and why it would be hard to refute my detective one?

[GeneralHankerchief]

Day 12

”All right, mortals,” The Wanax said after several more hours of voting. His dark void somehow stared over the crowd. Amongst the smoky purple figures were three normal, alive, unspoiled human beings. Huddled together, scared, exhausted in every possible way over the events of the past week, they were ready for this to end, one way or another.

And end it would.

“BEEFY187!” The Wanax boomed, and even the ghostly purple beings jumped back in fear. “YOU HAVE RECEIVED THE MOST VOTES! STEP UP TO THE PLATFORM AND FACE YOUR FINAL JUDGMENT! “ Even with the infinitely dark, endless void where The Wanax’s face should have been, all of the villagers somehow got the impression that he was staring at Beefy with an impatient look, as if ready to get this over with.

For Beefy, the world went silent. The mutterings of the villagers, living and dead, ceased to exist. The relatively few ambient sounds of the Gameroom were also muted. Instead of there being a discernable sound, everything around him blended together, swirling around him in a great cacophony of nothing. It was over, for him, for everyone else. After twelve days, twelve agonizingly long days and nights that somehow felt more than over a month, it was finished. With no outside influence to distract him, with him suddenly, seemingly becoming immune to the very passage of time itself, Beefy had forever to reflect upon what happened, to ponder, to regret. He felt himself walking up the steps to the execution platform, but at the same time, his mind was elsewhere. Perhaps it had already departed for the place where his soul would soon join it.

“Time to die, Beefy,” The Wanax said, pulling out the phasgana, finally snapping Beefy back to reality.

…

*SCREECH!!!*

The terrible screeching sound was followed by the roar of a very powerful engine. Out of nowhere, a van barreled into the Gameroom Square. A van with the words Vincenzo’s Guttering painted on the side.

All the living villagers dove out of the way, including Beefy and The Wanax, scrambling to get as far away from the van as they possibly could. It was a wise move, as Vincenzo, Gregorio, and Jacopo all jumped out of the van and fired their machine guns at anything and everything that moved. Even the dead villagers, unharmed by the bullets, were forced back by the sheer momentum that the three capi produced.

Once Vincenzo deemed everybody was at a safe range, he fired his gun in the air to call for quiet. He quickly received it.

“Okay, everybody, listen up! The last time I did this, the three of us nearly burned to death. This time, we’re doing it right. Greg! Bring out the vacuum!” Gregorio did as he was told, exchanging his SMG for, oddly enough, a vacuum cleaner.

“In a moment, Greg is going to turn the vacuum on, and all of you guys are getting a new home, ‘Ghostbusters’ style! Now then, I see that my mafioso has failed me again. Guess it’s time to put this place under new management. My first act as new Mayor of the Gameroom is to rename it. I think ‘Vincenzoland’ has a nice touch, don’t you, boys?”

Greg and Jake instantly nodded. Better not to disagree with the boss in one of his moods.

“I suppose I’ll let Beefy187 live,” Vincenzo mused. “After all, he and his boys TevashSzat and White_eyes:D *did* kill most of the village, including the Detective seireikhaan and that crazy nude unicyclist 777Ares777. It looked like he was going to be lynched in the end, but I guess a timely save by Vincenzo worked out! Beefy owes me big. Now, Greg, about that vac-OUCH!”

Vincenzo buckled to the ground, screaming. Out of nowhere was GeneralHankerchief, standing over the Godfather’s boss, holding his trusty boombox in one hand and a baseball bat in the other. Before anyone could react, GeneralHankerchief swung it at Jacopo who also went down in pain. That only left Gregorio. GH, moving quickly, went into the van and a second later came out, holding a plug that was obviously connected to the now-useless vacuum. Greg, realizing that GH had superiority of arms for the moment, knelt to the ground alongside his comrades and put his hands over his head.

GH looked over the townies, living and dead. “What?” he asked after a moment. “You honestly thought I *wouldn’t* be present in another Mafia assault on the Gameroom?”

Some of the older villagers, such as Sasaki Kojiro, Ichigo, and Sigurd, laughed. Of course this would be true.

“I mean, sure, I was responsible for the first two… but still. Anyway, the police are coming. The *real* police. These three paisans are going to jail for a long time.”

Everybody cheered. Living and dead, they partied long into the night, dancing and drinking, and, of course, getting GeneralHankerchief to play one final song on his boombox: “I Fought the Law” by the Crickets, the Clash, Green Day, and every other artist that covered the very relevant song. After many more drinks, however, the celebration abruptly ended as they realized that two people were missing: Beefy and The Wanax.

Beefy was running down a street as fast as he could, desperate to escape both the wrath of the villagers as well as Vincenzo. He was too worried about getting as far away as he could to notice the red dot on his chest. Luckily there was someone there to point it out too him.

He heard someone screaming "Beefy Watch Out! There is a red dot on your chest! It's the Sniper!!!"

The man threw Beefy what appeared to be a bulletproof vest, and Beefy put it on without much thought. Not noticing that it was a vest covered with C-4 explosives!

It was too late to take off the vest though, the button was pushed, and Beefy went KABLOOEE!

A laser pointer was found at the scene along with a business card with the words "The Wanax" and a grape watermark.

REAL *REAL* RESULT: CLOSE TOWNSPEOPLE VICTORY!!!

~~~~~~~~~

Survived: (3)
Andres
Reenk Roink
taka

Killed:
Tratorix
CountArach
seireikhaan - Detective
boudica
TinCow
Jolt
Ignoramus
Sasaki Kojiro
Psychonaut
LittleGrizzly
Chaotix27
pevergreen
777Ares777 - The Nude Unicyclist (one-time vigilante)
Quintus.JC

Executed:
Ichigo
Lord Winter
Sigurd
Askthepizzaguy
TevashSzat - Mafia Grunt
Seamus Fermanagh
shlin28
glyphz
Gaius Scribonius Curio
White_eyes:D - Mafia Grunt
Beefy187 - Mafia Godfather

~~~~~~~~~~~~

And that about wraps up The Godfather, Part 3, gentlemen. I'll say more in my commentary, but right now I want to thank and congratulate you all, town and Mafia, for making this an incredible game. It has truly been a pleasure to host for you this past month and you don't know how glad I am that we were able to do this wonderful series justice.

A BIG ROUND OF APPLAUSE TO ALL THE PLAYERS!!!

[Seamus Fermanagh]

GRRRRRRRRRR.

And by that I mean, well played taka-san.

You must have been dancing with glee to be one of the one's to ace me when it was you or me on the line -- you could help kill one of the one's gnawing at you in a setting where NOBODY -- including me -- would make much of your vote.

I really only twigged you at the end, by which time the Beefster was already claiming my mafia-o-meter high score. You'd changed, but I dismissed it as understandable in the final part of the endgame.

Well played.


White_Eyes: Nicely done. You only gave yourself up slightly under the pressure and then only at the final gasp of events. Had we been fooled but one more round, you'd have had an even quicker victory. Well played.


Winter: Good team effort there. You were twigged pretty quickly, but that happens. You never ever gave up and confessed or started getting silly. This always left some room for doubt -- which is all you can do once you've been offed.



Note to town: In standardish games (Mafia, Godfather, CN), lurkers must be excised as the primary target (barring obvious gaffes revealing a mafioso) in rounds 2-5. This is especially true if the lurkers have voted enough to avoid wogging. The town can afford to leave obvious woggees-to-be alive, but lurkers must get active or meet Jack Ketch.


EDIT:

Please excuse me. While the "note to town" stands, I have -- once again -- been had. I will now have to zip over to 64, swing round 295, then cruise up 95N to the D.C. area. I'll go around the Beltway to Bethesda and then cruise down into D.C. itself, headed toward a certain university in the vicinity of the National Cathedral.

I will then find that loathsome dog host of ours and defenestrate him a half dozen times or so, after which (while he's recovering) I will mod his ETW to have every general's pre battle speech begin with "you are a soiled handkerchief and you are about to be thrown out a window!" GRRRRRRRR!

[seireikhaan]

Ok, then...



Sheesh... had me confused for a second.

[Reenk Roink]

What, the hell?

[taka]

Well played til the end beefy :D

and congrats the town for lynching the right person woot woot!

[Sasaki Kojiro]

Oh GH, double fakeout! Love it. Suppose I should have realized that the lack of song and explanation for juggler dude meant something was up.

[Beefy187]

Good...

Now I get to hear Pizza guy scream in agony

I got a lot to say but I'll abstain until GH posts his commentary

And a big congratulations to the towns for nailing me at the end. Well done!