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    Post Revenge ofInishmore! Summary Thread

    Welcome, welcome. I decided to not to a sequel to the Riftwar game, as many people were lost, so here I am. Inishmore. The first game was set up with two mafia families, the British, and the IRA fighting for control of a nice Irish town, named Inishmore. Lets see how it ended:

    The day seemed like the longest yet. All three sat comtemplating their fates, their actions, themselves. Lord Winter and 'khaan spoke, and towards the end of the long day, so did El Diablo.

    It finally came to a close. Inishmore was either safe, or gone. 'khaan had been chosen. The final choice.

    'khaan sighed. He knew he was going to die. He took off his boxing gloves, which he wore at silly times, for laughs, and placed his neck through the noose. The box from under his feet was taken out and the drop cut off his air supply, leaving him kicking in the air and dieing slowly.

    *****

    Later that night, Lord Winter and El Diablo sat drinking. A friendly black and white cat came walking in, rubbing himself against their legs. Without a word, El Diablo pulled out his handgun.

    " cat, Thats Padriac's cat!"

    Lord Winter stared in disbelief.
    "You canna be serious?"

    " yeah. It caused all this killing. I say we kill it."

    "Yah. Lets do it!"

    They both drew sight on the cat, but couldn't stop trembling.

    "Aye...I can't do it."

    "Neither can I."

    The night continued in peace.

    Town Victory.
    However, Inishmore was not satisfied. They had watched the British die, they had watched most of the IRA die, except Brendan.

    The gong rung. Time was up. Diana Abnoba was crestfallen. His time was up. With one last look at Askthepizzaguy he made his way to the gallows. The noose slipped round his neck and was tightened. Was this how it was to end? Was this how years of english opression continued? It should not be, it could not be! With a yell, he pulled off his eye patch and yelled "Damn you Padraic! You died too easily. I never got my revenge. Run Brendan!"

    As if it was a command, Askthepizzaguy took off, running out of the square. "I'll carry on without you Christy."

    Christy jumped off the gallows, breaking his neck.
    The Inishmorians want blood. Brendan's blood. They've sent 5 of their townsmen to the location where they think Brendan is, and they'll kill everyone to try to find any sign of him. Its up the the English citizens of this sleepy town to stop them before they spread terror all across Britannia.

    Revenge of Inishmore is somewhere between vanilla and crazy, in terms of setup. I'm looking for 41 people.
    As it was in the first, so it is in the second.

    If we get 41 people, there will be 5 mafia members, and 16 other role PMs. That makes 20 vanilla townies.


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    Default Re: Revenge ofInishmore! Summary Thread

    The boat shattered on the rocks.

    "Well lads, we're here. We somehow made it onto English territory. What'da say we hit the closest town and just work our way throughout England until we find Brendan?"

    "Works for me!"


    The Inishmorians have arrived, the scene is set, 5 mafia, 18 other roles. Who will emerge victorious?

    If you have not received a PM from me now, you are, unfortunately, one of the 16 vanilla townies.

    Alive: 39/39
    A Very Super Market
    Askthepizzaguy
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    autolycus
    Beefy187
    Captain Blackadder
    Centurion1
    Chaotix
    Crazed Rabbit
    Csargo
    Diamondeye
    GeneralHankercheif
    Greyblades
    Joooray
    Khazaar
    Lord Winter
    Methos
    Myrddraal
    Niklas
    Psychonaut
    Reenk Roink
    Renata
    Sasaki Kojiro
    Scienter
    Seamus
    Secura
    Sigurd
    slashandburn
    spL1tp3r50naL1ty
    Subotan
    Thermal Mercury
    TinCow
    Warman
    White_eyes:D
    Winston Hughes
    Yaropolk
    Yaseikhaan
    YLC
    Zack

    Lynched: 0/39

    Killed: 0/39

    Day 1 will end at 11:00pm AEST (GMT +10) on Friday 16/4/2010. That is 31 hours, 55 minutes from the time of this post.

    Good luck all, any questions, just ask!
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    but I joke. Some of my best friends are Vietnamese villages.
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    Default Re: Revenge ofInishmore! Summary Thread

    The first day had drawn to a close, the peaceful English people continued about their business much as usual, as nothing strange had happened. At some point, during one of the many tea breaks of the day, the group had collectively decided, as civilised people do, that they should put one of these people in prison until they had figured out who these savages from Ireland are. This person was autolycus.

    He didn't seem too put out.
    "Cheerio chaps, I'll be seeing you back when this is all done, rightio?"

    The prison guard gave him his night cup of tea, and autolycus settled down in the comfortable bed with a nice book, leaving the trouble to the rest of them. It may have been prison, but in this town, they made prison nice, since it was usually crime free.


    Tally:


    6 - autolycus
    2 - Diamondeye, Lord Winter, Scienter, Seamus, Subotan, Warman
    1 - Crazed Rabbit, Myrddraal, slashandburn, split, Thermal Mercury, TinCow, Yaseikhaan, YLC, Zack

    Alive: 38/39
    A Very Super Market
    Askthepizzaguy
    atheotes
    Beefy187
    Captain Blackadder
    Centurion1
    Chaotix
    Crazed Rabbit
    Csargo
    Diamondeye
    GeneralHankercheif
    Greyblades
    Joooray
    Khazaar
    Lord Winter
    Methos
    Myrddraal
    Niklas
    Psychonaut
    Reenk Roink
    Renata
    Sasaki Kojiro
    Scienter
    Seamus
    Secura
    Sigurd
    slashandburn
    spL1tp3r50naL1ty
    Subotan
    Thermal Mercury
    TinCow
    Warman
    White_eyes:D
    Winston Hughes
    Yaropolk
    Yaseikhaan
    YLC
    Zack

    Lynched: 1/39
    autolycus

    Killed: 0/39


    It is now Night 1. Please have your orders (and kill write-ups, if applicable) in by when the phase ends, 23 hours and 42 minutes from now (11pm Saturday GMT+10 17/4/2010).
    Quote Originally Posted by TosaInu
    The org will be org until everyone calls it a day.

    Quote Originally Posted by KukriKhan View Post
    but I joke. Some of my best friends are Vietnamese villages.
    Quote Originally Posted by Lemur
    Anyone who wishes to refer to me as peverlemur is free to do so.

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    Winston Hughes was sitting all alone eating chicken soup, when he heard a knock on the door. "Well who could that be?" he wondered. When he opened the door, he saw two men holding a big package. "Sign here" said the gruff voice. The box suddenly opened up, and out popped a monkey. "I didn't order a monkey" said Winston, as the monkey hopped into his arms and began playing the cymbals. "That's not our problem" said one of the two men. The monkey screamed at Winston and slammed the cymbals against his head, and everything went blank. When he woke up, Winston was tied to a chair in the middle of a dimly lit room. There was a table to his left, and just within reach was a gun, and a note that said "use me to escape". He was unsure what that meant, until the loudspeaker in the far corner of the room began to play a familiar melody.
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G2WGfqfQ6HM

    He gladly put the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger.


    Myrddraal was enjoying a game of mafia on his computer, but he felt like someone was watching him. This was never a good sign. Sure enough, just outside his house, a pair of beekeepers slid a tube through the pet door. The tube led all the way to their truck, which had a big sign on it which read "killer bees". They then waited by the front door with guns drawn, and waited for the inevitable screams. Myrddraal heard the omnious sound of buzzing and ran for the back door instead, but was running too fast to see the nearly invisible piano wire, running across the back porch at neck level. His body ended up in the back lawn, 7 kilograms lighter.

    Khazaar was walking along, enjoying the brief break between the rain showers. He thought most people would be home this time of night, but he saw two men walking along, obviously drunk. He paid them no notice, as he didn't know them by sight, but they stopped their laughter when he passed them. One turned around and said, "Hey mate, do you think this guy had a face full of pimples when he was younger?" Spying an article of their clothing and seeing the oppurtunity for a joke, Khazaar replied "Acne." The two men's faces drew solem, they dropped their bottles and brought out knives. When he was found in the morning, Khazaar had little cuts all over his face, but his death was from dual stab wounds in his buttocks.

    Reenk Roink was in his bed having just finished reading an obscure book and was just happily dreaming of his one true love, pevergreen. Oh my, what a dream it was. But it was cut short by the door banging open. Reenk shot up and his hand went to his trusty sword. The intruder brashly entered the room and laughed when he saw Reenk in bed with a sword clutched in his hand.
    "You silly english types, always with the swords and the tea and the floral bedsheets!"

    "Silly English types? No Englishmen is that mean to his countrymen...if you arent English, what are you?"

    "Can't you tell from my outrageous accent? I'm French!"

    With that, the moustached intruder grabbed Reenk, threw him over his shoulder and ran away.

    Two men stood at the edge of beach and road. Barefoot, sipping from their beer cans, wearing singlets and generally not looking too clean.

    "Its nothing like home mate."

    "That she aint. But bugger it, what are we gunna do about it?"

    "Good point."

    A man was walking past, and seeing the oppurtunity to make some new friends, went over and started up a conversation. By the time they had finished and parted their own ways, the man left with wonderous tales from two short spoken people and a new game to play.
    As the man walked home, he replayed the scene.

    He was fishing a knife out of his pocket to open one of the cans, and when he pulled it out, the other two men didn't seem surprised, but glanced at each other. One reached into his pocket and pulled an object out.

    "That aint a knife. This is a knife."

    "Thats a spoon..."

    "Ah, I seen you've played Knifeyspoony before."

    At that moment, nothing in his life had ever seemed so funny. He was sure there people were his new best friends. He'd follow them to the ends of the earth.

    Alive: 34/39
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    Warman
    White_eyes:D
    Yaropolk
    Yaseikhaan
    YLC
    Zack

    Lynched: 1/39
    autolycus

    Killed: 3/39
    Winston Hughes
    Myrddraal
    Khazaar

    Missing: 1/39
    Reenk Roink

    Note about the Missing group: Players listed under 'Missing' are effectively dead. They cannot vote, nor can they be voted and they cannot perform or be targeted by Night Actions. They may, at a later date, however, return.

    It is now Day 2. Day will end in 24 hours, 25 minutes (Midnight Sunday GMT+10)
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    but I joke. Some of my best friends are Vietnamese villages.
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    Anyone who wishes to refer to me as peverlemur is free to do so.

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    The second day drew to a close. There was less calm, as a number of people were found dead in the morning.

    They selected Chaotix to be imprisoned, but Chaotix's head just shook.

    "Oh no, you can't do that to poor little old me, you'll just have to off me instead. Terribly sorry, I could have insisted you throw me in the Tower, but the people have decided, and I cannot refuse the people! Just make sure someone feeds my dogs."

    And with that Chaotix was helped away, and never seen again.

    Tally:

    6 - Chaotix
    4 - Sasaki
    3 - YLC
    2 - slashandburn, split, Subotan
    1 - Diamondeye, Greyblades, White_eyes:D, Yaseikhaan, Zack

    If the following players do not vote next day phase, they will be WoG'd.

    Lord Winter, slashandburn, White_eyes:D

    Alive: 33/39
    A Very Super Market
    Askthepizzaguy
    atheotes
    Beefy187
    Captain Blackadder
    Centurion1
    Crazed Rabbit
    Csargo
    Diamondeye
    GeneralHankercheif
    Greyblades
    Joooray
    Lord Winter
    Methos
    Niklas
    Psychonaut
    Renata
    Sasaki Kojiro
    Scienter
    Seamus
    Secura
    Sigurd
    slashandburn
    spL1tp3r50naL1ty
    Subotan
    Thermal Mercury
    TinCow
    Warman
    White_eyes:D
    Yaropolk
    Yaseikhaan
    YLC
    Zack

    Lynched: 1/39
    autolycus

    Killed: 4/39
    Winston Hughes
    Myrddraal
    Khazaar
    Chaotix (lynched)

    Missing: 1/39
    Reenk Roink



    It is now Night 2. Night will end in 23 hours, 55 minutes. (Midnight, Monday 19th April GMT +10)
    Quote Originally Posted by TosaInu
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    but I joke. Some of my best friends are Vietnamese villages.
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    Sasaki Kojiro was sitting at home, checking out what was on TV. As it turns out, not a whole lot. Sure, tonight seemed to be some big Dr. Who thing, but he hated that show, so he eventually settled on some good old fashioned rugby. Brushing the old cat hair off his shoulders, he had just gotten comfortable when the doorbell rang. Grumbling, Sasaki got up to answer it. He swung the door open and to his amazement, there stood a big blue fox. She was on her hind legs and was posing seductively. She slowly walked past him and made her way to the stairs, stopping at the bottom and giving Sasaki the best "come hither" look he had ever seen, and he'd seen a lot of them on his TV. He followed this foxy lady, or was she a lady fox?, up the stairs into his bathroom, where she turned on the taps in his bathtub. Complying with her wishes, Sasaki lowered himself into the tub, after discarding his clothes, and sighed at how good the water felt. His mind went blank as the foxy lady gave him the best massage he had ever had. He was so relaxed, he didn't hear two men grunt and stagger their way up the stairs, and into the bathroom. The lady's hands went down past his shoulders, his biceps and elbows and to his wrists. Sasaki was shivering, anticipating the feeling of her fingers on his, but instead he was treated to the cold feeling of steel around his wrists. He opened his eyes and saw that he had been handcuffed to the taps. Silently, Sasaki cursed having such elaborate taps, and so far apart. He could move upward from a sitting position, but he couldnt get out of the water. Finally taking notice of the two men in the room, his face did not turn to horror, but puzzlement. The two men had brought in a high powered portable air conditioning unit. Laughing to themselves, they turned it on full blast and pointed it at Sasaki. He died of hypothermia before the sun rose.

    Scienter was walking along the boardwalk, enjoying the sea salt and spray, the smell of the ocean and the feeling of hard word beneath her feet. Up ahead, she spotted some street performers, knife jugglers. Having grown paranoid, she put away her little notebook and turned to run away. What she in fact did, however, is fall on a bannana peel. It was a comical sight to others, but Scienter managed to do a double front flip and smack her head so hard on the wood that she died immediately. The two street performers walked over to her. Nudging the body with his foot, the taller one said "Why'd you have to bring the monkey again?" The monkey didn't seem to take that too nicely, he scampered down off the shoulder of the shorter one, onto the body of Scienter and starting jumping up and down, screaming. What shamed even the knife jugglers is when the monkey decided to add banging his cymbols together to the odd dance.

    Two men were standing on the beach, not far from where Scienter would die a bit later that night. Enjoying the last glimpses of the sun and laughing about saving daylight, they drunk from their beer cans whenever there was a pause in the conversation. There wasnt a lot of conversation. After an hour or so, one pulled out a portable barbeque and set it up, starting to fry up a delicious dinner. A pedestrian smelled the food and walked over and said hello. He would stay there for quite a while, hearing amazing stories and being careful to stay away from trees on his way home, he was afraid of things dropping from them now.

    The scene was the hottest nightclub in town. Hot may not have been the best word to describe it, it featured a few middle aged people sitting down and having a nice chinwag. In a corner, GeneralHankerchief sat alone, drinking his favourite beverage and mentally calculating the odds of his favourite sports team winning next weekend. He was, quite understandably, annoyed when a man tipped over his table and shouted at him. "You're here to what?" GH asked. "I said we're here to kill ya, you dirty mongrel."
    "We?" inquired GH.
    The man looked around but could not see who he was looking for. "Oh...sorry to bother you sir, have a nice night."
    He left without further comment.

    In the centre of the nightclub a man stood talking to a man with a few cuts on his hand. They talked long into the night and by the end of it, were best friends.


    Alive: 31/39
    A Very Super Market
    Askthepizzaguy
    atheotes
    Beefy187
    Captain Blackadder
    Centurion1
    Crazed Rabbit
    Csargo
    Diamondeye
    GeneralHankercheif
    Greyblades
    Joooray
    Lord Winter
    Methos
    Niklas
    Psychonaut
    Renata
    Seamus
    Secura
    Sigurd
    slashandburn
    spL1tp3r50naL1ty
    Subotan
    Thermal Mercury
    TinCow
    Warman
    White_eyes:D
    Yaropolk
    Yaseikhaan
    YLC
    Zack

    Lynched: 1/39
    autolycus

    Killed: 6/39
    Winston Hughes
    Myrddraal
    Khazaar
    Chaotix (lynched)
    Sasaki Kojiro
    Scienter

    Missing: 1/39
    Reenk Roink


    The townspeople gathered at what was now the usual spot and were greeted by an unsual sight.

    "Excuse me, my name is pevergreen, and I carry a bit of bad news!"

    "It seems that we managed to accidentally kill our own beloved Queen yesterday. Yes, I'm sorry to say, Queen Chaotix the second is no more. I decree today to be a day of national mourning. You are all to return home, and I shall see you upon the morrow."

    There were few tears, but everyone returned home.

    It is now Night 3. Night will end in 23 hours, 34 minutes. (Midnight, Tuesday 20th April GMT +10)

    (Yes the day phase is skipped)
    Quote Originally Posted by TosaInu
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    Quote Originally Posted by KukriKhan View Post
    but I joke. Some of my best friends are Vietnamese villages.
    Quote Originally Posted by Lemur
    Anyone who wishes to refer to me as peverlemur is free to do so.

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