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    HELL YES I WILL BLAME THE ECD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY ENTIRE LIFE WAS RUINED BECAUSE OF THOSE SCUMBAGS!!!!!!!!!! I WAS ON MY WAY TO HAWAII TO SOME CUSHY JOB ON HONOLULU UNTIL THEY TOOK IT UPON THEMSELVES TO RUIN MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND NOW LOOK AT ME!!!!! STUCK ON SOME ROCK IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!!!!


    *ahem* now, back to business.
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    tally:

    nolynch 5 (cdf, khazaar,yaro, theflax, iskander)
    cdf 4 (atpg, tratorix,chaotix, johnhubottom)
    white eyes 1 (shinseikhan)
    shinseikhan 1 (white eyes)

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    Day has ended, write up to follow. Standby.

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    End Day One...

    It appears this crew aboard the mining rig is rather quick to point fingers, but there remains a few level headed amongst them to stem the tide of bloodshed - I will continue my observations of all 15 as you have requested.

    As the day drew to a close, or what can be called a day on a tidally locked planet, the crew of the mining rig had argued it out all day. At first, Colbert Danielsson had come under quick suspicion because of his opinion it was foolish to just throw someone in the brig with no evidence.

    "Your all like the damned ECD! No trail, no evidence, not even a chance! Bunch of tyrants who brush away human rights when it becomes problematic in your pursuit of your goals. Well to hell with you then!"

    Sergeant Jenkins, who had been for the most part peaceably sitting in his chair, smoking away, spat out his cigar and glared heavily at Colbert, before Jenkins feet dropped to the floor from their resting position upon the card table at the center of the rec hall.

    Walking swiftly over to Colbert, Jenkins gave him a scrutinizing look. "Do I hear you talking of sedition! Well, do I? You better watch your mouth you balding fat little man, I'll have you know that I am the highest authority aboard this ship and I'll not-"

    An "ahem" from the back of the rec room caught everyone's attention, as the Foreman cleared his throat and begin to project his voice across the room. "I am sorry, your what now? Do remember it was I who hired you Jenkins, I sign your pay checks, and I am the one who makes sure you never see the outside of an airlock. I'll ask you to stop being belligerent to my crew. As for the tally today - I know most of you were quick to jump upon Colbert Danielsson, but I have decided that we are going to instead not just throw anyone in the brig today. I'll ask also that Jenkins and those associated with him not decide to do anything remotely offensive tonight, or their maybe consequences. That includes you as well, Kadrn."

    The foreman lifted a mock gavel and swung it down. "Today is adjourned - those who's shift it is please return to work while the rest of you get some rest. Jorg, please get the recording equipment and turn it off."

    As other filled out of the room to their duties, a clean shaven, tired looking man with a strong face and jaw filled the camera's view just before everything went black.

    No one has been lynched today - Begin Night One

    Free to go about their business
    Askthepizzaguy
    Tratorix
    Cultured Drizzt Fan
    Atheotos
    Khazaar
    Beskar
    Iskander 3.1
    Chaotix
    Shinseikhaan
    navarro951
    johnhughthom
    A Very Super Market
    Yaropolk
    White_Eyes:D
    TheFlax

    Those locked in the Brig

    Those sucking Vacuum

    Votes this round
    No Lynch - 5 (cdf, khazaar, yaropolk, theflax, iskander)
    CDF - 4 (atpg, tratorix, chaotix, johnhughthom)
    White Eyes - 1 (shinseikhan)
    Shinseikhan - 1 (white eyes)

    Missing Votes
    AVSM
    Navarro
    Beskar

    Any comments or corrections, please PM or post in thread.

    NIGHT ACTIONS PEOPLE! You have 24 hours!

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    There is a mistake, YLC. I voted Abstain, I didn't not vote.

    Here is where I did it: link
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    End Night One...

    Jorg yawned as he leaned back upon his chair, his eyes drifting across the rows of service panels that corresponded to different sectors. By order of the Foreman, Jorg was to lockdown Kadrn's room tonight, keeping the merc locked away. But Alexis had yet to show up and dawn was drawing near fast.

    "Koum ohn vumahn! Vere ist she, vere kould she be? Bah, tha phoormahn veel be ont mein uss neicks sheepht."

    Jorg began to light another cigarette, a habit he had picked up from the Head of Security, just as Alexis came into view-

    -on the monitors. The death stick tumbled away from Jorg's mouth, and was quickly trampled upon on the floor as he began to scream and shout obscenities in his own tongue at Alexis.

    --------------------------------------------------

    "Honestly, why are you here?" Kadrn looked quizzically at Alexis, who seemed to be locked in a minor fit of giggles, her eyes slightly glazed over. Kadrn had let her in on the notion that Alexis had something incredibly important to tell, but as soon as she was in, Alexis had simply stared at the Merc, rocking back and forth, her gaze unnerving yet delightful.

    Kadrn waited patiently as the minutes ticked by, but finally the merc could no longer take it. "Okay, Alexis, your starting to creep me out, and I hang around murders and professional sociopaths - spill it or get the hell out." Alexis giggled, causing Kadrn to cringe slighlty at the immaturity, before Alexis held out her hands and from them-

    -nothing appeared. "Surprise! Nothing! The most amazing thing ever! Perfect gift, ain't it? See ya round monkey wrench!" And with that, Alexis disappeared into the halls, leaving a stunned but a little more aware Kadrn behind.

    --------------------------------------------------

    Jenkins was happy with the report he had just gotten back from the authorities - seems Sullivan checked out, even if the old guy was a bit off his hover chair. "See, mighty fine sleuthing here Ak! Se what comes with hard work and determination? Why back in the Corps, we had-"

    "Oh, stuff it you puppet - your not in the military anymore, you can pull the ECD's hand out your arse. I've heard enough of the ECD and the blasted Expeditionary Forces, or the stupid TGMC. You spit more propaganda then the Ministry of Intelligence - seriously, stop."

    Jenkins seemed absolutely stunned by this sudden and onetime show of force from his partner, and, his world suddenly changed, Jenkins needed time to go and sort his thoughts out and realign them to take in this new perspective, so he went to bed.

    Either that, or Jenkins brain went into shock and he needed to lie down before it burst into flames and he strangled Akakios. But the world may never know.

    --------------------------------------------------

    Sullivan Whitaker was one of those people who, for all intents and purposes, was a fine person and just as sane as the next...until, one got him riled up and he was off on one of his conspiracy theories. Sometimes the crew would throw one at him, a real wild one, just to see him rant through the night, in case Nevio started "cheating" at cards.

    Tonight, Sullivan had made sure his plastifoil hat was secured tight and his collection of knives stolen from the kitchen were safely tucked under his pillow for the Forge Fairy - and any would be attacker, such as the rock monsters.

    As Sullivan's slowly drifted off to sleep, he could feel a sudden relief upon his mind, and he began to wonder why on earth he was wearing a plastifoil hat. But he was too tired and promptly fell asleep before he could think it through.

    --------------------------------------------------

    Jesse wandered the halls, disoriented and utterly lost, his head swirling with sudden confliction. He stumbled about like a drunken man, and finally fell into the arms of a lovely young, yet teary eyed, woman.

    In his delusional state, he couldn't help himself. "Wello dair lass, why you out so late on such a torrid night?" Jesse smiled up into the forlorn yet beautiful face, who wore the expression of dollish innocence. "Because I was looking for you, lost one. I've found you now, so all will be right. Come, with me..." Her voice had taken on a seductive and entrancing quality, literally hypnotizing Jesse in his delusional state as he pitched to and fro forward, just as the woman in her black stylized gown retreated into the shadows...

    --------------------------------------------------

    That night, maddening laughter echoed through the halls, and stirred many people from their sleep, they all slowly gathered into the rec room, in hopes of inquiring where and who was laughing so. The Foreman could provide no answer until Jorg burst into the room and began speaking in high pitched, speed German.

    "Jorg! Enough, just tell us!" The Foreman demanded.

    Jorg gulped and finally took a deep breath. "They vrute et oupun za vulls! Oupun mein skheens! Koum! Sei!"

    Quickly following Jorg into the display room, they all stared in awe at the mess. "It vust phien vuen I vent tu gu und gait soum kophee, bout zeen...theis..."

    Upon the screens and walls, written in cheese whiz, written both backwards and sideways, was the following.

    "Congratulations, my lobster-wearing monkeychaps! You have been selected with all due randomosity to be my personal deodorant-wielding shoes of doom (and quite possibly also lighter fluid). Please report to any room on this pork-infested crap-mining station that is without the presence of the color gray for your ridiculous orders. I will tolerate only some mutinies within the ranks of my alien legion of tennis-racket-breakers, and the rest will be put down with all due laziness and laser-ness. The only rule is that there are no rules. Thank you, and never come into my deli again."

    At least one among the crowd giggled with delight and understanding of the message...

    Free to go about their business
    Askthepizzaguy
    Tratorix
    Cultured Drizzt Fan
    Atheotos
    Khazaar
    Beskar
    Iskander 3.1
    Chaotix
    Shinseikhaan
    navarro951
    johnhughthom
    A Very Super Market
    Yaropolk
    White_Eyes:D
    TheFlax

    Those locked in the Brig

    Those sucking Vacuum


    Night Results out in a few seconds - BEGIN DAY TWO!

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    well that is unexpected. I was pretty sure you guys were going to try and kill me tonight. OK so down to the business at hand, namely my pay check.
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    OK...I am pissed.... but a bunch of you "Pro-towns" WERE out to get me......Now Random.org must decide who I vote.....Vote:TheFlax and you guys suck

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    Vote: White_Eyes

    I appreciate the roleplaying, but not the strategy. You seem a bit too unhinged for my taste.
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    Vote: White Eyes

    Too schitzofrentic. Can't be trusted.
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    IT's not my fault a "Pro-town" used his weird power block..... I was able to kill anyone who tried anything on me....(Look at write-up) but because of the power block I lost that ability.....and EVEN WORSE....I can't even vote for who I want.....(because now my guy is EVEN MORE paranoid...)

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    Quote Originally Posted by White_eyes:D View Post
    Now Random.org must decide who I vote
    Just in case the town missed it....I can't help it.....I am just a paranoid man
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    TheFlax must die

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    Default Re: Dark Descent - Small Mafia Game (IN PLAY)

    so White eyes was not the saboteur. He was just a very paranoid old man. but I really don't like it when people have mental breakdowns, it always make me think they turned into some deranged psychopath. You know like the ones the ECD has locked up beneath their fortress of doom in Hollywood. Did I mention they are evil? well they are.
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    Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 
    Ok, last warning guys.....I am a paranoid man with nothing to lose.....what do you think well happen, when I am lynched? I can't help it if somebody robs my powers for one night....and then I get even more paranoid
    I really hope you well listen....

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    Quote Originally Posted by White_eyes:D View Post
    Now Random.org must decide who I vote
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    I told you guys....I can't vote for who I want.... (If any of you played YLC's Mafia's before....you can take a good guess why...) and it MUST be a Pro-town pulling the stings...I can't see why YLC would give me a ability to take out the Mafia...and then have it rendered useless the next night later....
    Maybe your not out to get me......*lowers his guard*.....

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    I'm going to give it a shot assigning roles:

    Quote Originally Posted by YLC View Post
    End Night One...

    Townie Group 1 (???)

    Jorg (Townie Group 1 Member 1) yawned as he leaned back upon his chair, his eyes drifting across the rows of service panels that corresponded to different sectors. By order of the Foreman (Townie Group 1 Member 2), Jorg was to lockdown Kadrn's (ATPG) room tonight, keeping the merc locked away. But Alexis (Townie Group 1 Member 3) had yet to show up and dawn was drawing near fast.

    "Koum ohn vumahn! Vere ist she, vere kould she be? Bah, tha phoormahn veel be ont mein uss neicks sheepht."

    Jorg began to light another cigarette, a habit he had picked up from the Head of Security, just as Alexis came into view-

    -on the monitors. The death stick tumbled away from Jorg's mouth, and was quickly trampled upon on the floor as he began to scream and shout obscenities in his own tongue at Alexis.

    --------------------------------------------------

    "Honestly, why are you here?" Kadrn looked quizzically at Alexis, who seemed to be locked in a minor fit of giggles, her eyes slightly glazed over. Kadrn had let her in on the notion that Alexis had something incredibly important to tell, but as soon as she was in, Alexis had simply stared at the Merc, rocking back and forth, her gaze unnerving yet delightful.

    Kadrn waited patiently as the minutes ticked by, but finally the merc could no longer take it. "Okay, Alexis, your starting to creep me out, and I hang around murders and professional sociopaths - spill it or get the hell out." Alexis giggled, causing Kadrn to cringe slighlty at the immaturity, before Alexis held out her hands and from them-

    -nothing appeared. "Surprise! Nothing! The most amazing thing ever! Perfect gift, ain't it? See ya round monkey wrench!" And with that, Alexis disappeared into the halls, leaving a stunned but a little more aware Kadrn behind.

    --------------------------------------------------

    Townie Group 2 (Investigators)

    Jenkins (Townie Group 2 Member 1) was happy with the report he had just gotten back from the authorities - seems Sullivan (White_Eyes) checked out, even if the old guy was a bit off his hover chair. "See, mighty fine sleuthing here Ak! Se what comes with hard work and determination? Why back in the Corps, we had-"

    "Oh, stuff it you puppet - your not in the military anymore, you can pull the ECD's hand out your arse. I've heard enough of the ECD and the blasted Expeditionary Forces, or the stupid TGMC. You spit more propaganda then the Ministry of Intelligence - seriously, stop."

    Jenkins seemed absolutely stunned by this sudden and onetime show of force from his partner (Townie Group 2 Member 2), and, his world suddenly changed, Jenkins needed time to go and sort his thoughts out and realign them to take in this new perspective, so he went to bed.

    Either that, or Jenkins brain went into shock and he needed to lie down before it burst into flames and he strangled Akakios. But the world may never know.

    --------------------------------------------------

    Sullivan Whitaker ([B]white_eyes/B]) was one of those people who, for all intents and purposes, was a fine person and just as sane as the next...until, one got him riled up and he was off on one of his conspiracy theories. Sometimes the crew would throw one at him, a real wild one, just to see him rant through the night, in case Nevio started "cheating" at cards.

    Tonight, Sullivan had made sure his plastifoil hat was secured tight and his collection of knives stolen from the kitchen were safely tucked under his pillow for the Forge Fairy - and any would be attacker, such as the rock monsters.

    As Sullivan's slowly drifted off to sleep, he could feel a sudden relief upon his mind, and he began to wonder why on earth he was wearing a plastifoil hat. But he was too tired and promptly fell asleep before he could think it through.

    --------------------------------------------------

    Jesse (???) wandered the halls, disoriented and utterly lost, his head swirling with sudden confliction. He stumbled about like a drunken man, and finally fell into the arms of a lovely young, yet teary eyed, woman. (Cult Recruiter or Roleblock?)

    In his delusional state, he couldn't help himself. "Wello dair lass, why you out so late on such a torrid night?" Jesse smiled up into the forlorn yet beautiful face, who wore the expression of dollish innocence. "Because I was looking for you, lost one. I've found you now, so all will be right. Come, with me..." Her voice had taken on a seductive and entrancing quality, literally hypnotizing Jesse in his delusional state as he pitched to and fro forward, just as the woman in her black stylized gown retreated into the shadows...

    --------------------------------------------------

    I dont think this is white_eyes

    That night, maddening laughter echoed through the halls, and stirred many people from their sleep, they all slowly gathered into the rec room, in hopes of inquiring where and who was laughing so. The Foreman could provide no answer until Jorg burst into the room and began speaking in high pitched, speed German.

    "Jorg! Enough, just tell us!" The Foreman demanded.

    Jorg gulped and finally took a deep breath. "They vrute et oupun za vulls! Oupun mein skheens! Koum! Sei!"

    Quickly following Jorg into the display room, they all stared in awe at the mess. "It vust phien vuen I vent tu gu und gait soum kophee, bout zeen...theis..."

    Upon the screens and walls, written in cheese whiz, written both backwards and sideways, was the following.

    "Congratulations, my lobster-wearing monkeychaps! You have been selected with all due randomosity to be my personal deodorant-wielding shoes of doom (and quite possibly also lighter fluid). Please report to any room on this pork-infested crap-mining station that is without the presence of the color gray for your ridiculous orders. I will tolerate only some mutinies within the ranks of my alien legion of tennis-racket-breakers, and the rest will be put down with all due laziness and laser-ness. The only rule is that there are no rules. Thank you, and never come into my deli again."

    At least one among the crowd giggled with delight and understanding of the message...
    BEGIN DAY TWO!
    Last edited by Yaropolk; 06-23-2009 at 14:42.

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