The Godfather, Part 3 - Summary thread

[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

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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