The Abused Potatoes [Concluded]
THE ABUSED POTATOES
At an undisclosed location in Belgium, there exists an abandoned, dilapidated frituur. One of the few frituurs to survive the Great Purge, it was never reopened when the owner died of mysterious causes. Few people knew the exact reasons why the frituur escaped the ravages of the fires that destroyed countless other frituurs or even why it was still standing. Some said that the owner still haunted the old frituur and continues to bake fries for his new customers of the night. Others said that because of its remote location, the Agency couldn’t have been bothered to tear it down and had simply forgotten it. Either that the rumors said or it had been purposely ignored. Whatever the reasons may be, soon the bakers gathered round the frituur would soon uncover the frituur’s secrets that have lay hidden in the inner bowels of its fryer for nearly a century. However, it also begs the question.
Why would fourteen of the most promising bakers in the world convene upon such a remote frituur that was located quite literally in the middle of nowhere?
The answer is quite simple of course. They had all received invitations to attend the Formal Revenge of Indo-Europeans That Utilize Usurping Revanchism or the F.R.I.T.U.U.R. and see it in action. All that stood between them and the chance of a lifetime was a bolted door corroded with rust and their own frustrations. And for what seemed like ages, the group of fries bakers continued to wait and wait for that door to swing open to meet the master baker. It wasn’t until evening when one fry baker finally had enough of waiting like a servant does their master.
“And to think I might have been late!” said a slim fry baker with eyes that looked upon others like a cruel little boy does an insect in the palm of his hand.
Another fry baker suddenly rose to his feet and answered tartly. “Oh, stop complaining! You’ve been whining every since you’ve got here. Can’t you see that this is a part of the test? Out of all the fry bakers in the world, only fourteen have been given this rare opportunity to learn from a master. Patience is a virtue, man. Use it. So sit down and shut up!”
Where this conversation might have led was never known for before the fry baker could respond, a resounding thud and a hearty laugh had everyone on their feet.
“‘Sit down and shut up!’ So delicately put! I love it!” chuckled the new voice.
All the fries bakers looked, startled, to the open door, filled by a body so bulky that the head on its shoulders looked too small.
“Now, now, are you just going to stand there like baboons all day or are you here to bake fries?” said the large and jovial man. “It may not look like it but there’s plenty of room in here for all of us. Even if I have to suck in my belly!” the small head reared backward and laughed heartily.
Before them stood a man who looked in his fifties but it was hard to tell since the climate here kept the skin smooth and supple. He was overweight enough to have acquired a second chin and a portly belly, but one could also see the muscles in his arms that were the result of hard, industrious work. Underneath that layer of fat was a strongman’s physique, more like a walrus than a penguin. On his face bore a rather peculiar scar that started just below his temple and worked its way across his cheek and ended on the bridge of his nose. Could it have been a burn? No, on closer inspection the scar was too uniform, too deliberate. And as they shuffled past his imposing body, the students could also see his disfigured nose and that caused many to wonder just exactly what were they getting into.
--intro written by Draco Leman
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Welcome to "The Abused Potatoes", my latest small mafia game.
I. Basic mafia rules
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II. Specific rules
* Revealing your role "in private" (= outside of this thread) is not allowed.
* It's not allowed to quote role pm's or night actions results in private. Feel free to quote all other pm traffic, including mine (unless I explicity state in a particular pm that you are not allowed to quote it). You can quote/fabricate/forge anything you want in the public thread while being alive. Quoting chatlogs idem ditto.
* Do not post screenshots.
* The dead are allowed to talk in the thread, but cannot communicate about this game outside of the thread.
* No post mortem reveal of role/night actions. no post mortem quoting/copy-pasting of pm's, chatlogs or any other non public communication ("non public communication" as in "communication that occured outside of this thread) you had while still alive. Paraphrasing, alluding, fabricating, forging is allowed.
III. Roles.
- two members of the Anti Fried Potatoe conspiracy : they infiltrated the small group of bakers and will try to eliminate them! If they kill all of them, there will never be fried potatoes anymore and the world will be ruled by the Boiled Potatoe Agency. They are the mafiosi. Depending on how many people sign up, they'll have 1 or 2 kills each night.
- the Master Baker : he will be chosen ad random and his identity will be revealed in public. Cannot be killed by the mafia until he's the last "townie" left. He cannot vote but may chose the lynch method. If Draco Leman would sign up for this game, then he'll get the Master Baker position.
- a secret role.
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