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To continue a theme: Secura?
Ummm... what the fudge was that? Who opted to throw eggs at me and to what end?! -_-'
vote: move, will confer with my bed buddy where we're headed.
vote: move, will confer with my bed buddy where we're headed.
Ugh, just realised that the theme is "why Secura?", the very same thing I'm thinking.
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I presumed that chciken dance is an exorcism?
Originally Posted by YLC:
Secura? Really, why?
Secura usually posts a lot more in games she's in, so the fact that she's on the low end seemed very odd to me. I had quite a few suspects, but having played in many games with Secura, that kept jumping out at me.Secura? Really, why?
Originally Posted by Methos:
Secura usually posts a lot more in games she's in, so the fact that she's on the low end seemed very odd to me. I had quite a few suspects, but having played in many games with Secura, that kept jumping out at me.
That's just me struggling to integrate with the game... replacement player and all that; I struggled to grasp the rules at first and ended up spending three nights in the attic doing nothing, wondering how to pick up the candles that were so prominently mentioned in each result PM. >.<Secura usually posts a lot more in games she's in, so the fact that she's on the low end seemed very odd to me. I had quite a few suspects, but having played in many games with Secura, that kept jumping out at me.
I have no concrete suspicions to follow-up and I haven't been accused to have to defend myself as a result of being a replacement... factor in a general 'meh' feeling for mafia at the moment and yeah, distinct lack of posts. Apologies to everyone and to Pizza, but at least you can take stock in the fact that 'proven innocence' likely means I'll be dead within a few nights; I'll do my best to participate until that happens. :3
Trying to pull the confused townie huh.......
As an oftentimes confused townie I find this hard to believe
As an oftentimes confused townie I find this hard to believe
Time has expired. But I was late in getting out the exorcism results. I could give you another 12 hours, or I could proceed.
It is your game, do what you think is best. If you have all the orders, than go for it.
End of Day Six
By the voting process, the 14 guests decided that their best move would be to investigate the manor some more. So, there was no one lynched by the group today.
Click spoiler to see map.
Still alive: (14/17)
atheotes
Captain Blackadder
Centurion1
Diana Abnoba
Husar
Johnhughthom Secura
Methos
Niklas
Splitpersonality
TheFlax
Thermal Mercury
White_Eyes:D
Winston Hughes
YLC
Zack Beefy187
Dead: (3/17)
TheFlax (Night Three)
Double A (Night Four)
Renata (Night Five)
BEGIN NIGHT SIX.
Night actions only from this point on, please.
By the voting process, the 14 guests decided that their best move would be to investigate the manor some more. So, there was no one lynched by the group today.
Click spoiler to see map.
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Still alive: (14/17)
atheotes
Captain Blackadder
Centurion1
Diana Abnoba
Husar
Methos
Niklas
Splitpersonality
TheFlax
Thermal Mercury
White_Eyes:D
Winston Hughes
YLC
Dead: (3/17)
TheFlax (Night Three)
Double A (Night Four)
Renata (Night Five)
BEGIN NIGHT SIX.
Night actions only from this point on, please.
Originally Posted by Centurion1:
Trying to pull the confused townie huh.......
As an oftentimes confused townie I find this hard to believe
Believe what you want, I couldn't care less; I was confused, I have a better grasp of the mechanics now.Trying to pull the confused townie huh.......
As an oftentimes confused townie I find this hard to believe
As I said, I'll try to get into the flow of the game a bit more, but don't expect a huge surge of posts.
Well, according to my research, the demon is now too strong for my exorcisms to work anymore. Though I'm tempted to do one every now and then just for the comical value. Plus, my daughter loves it! Speaking of that, I don't believe she heard Secura's. scrolling up
Who do you think you are secura me?
Your right Centurion 1, BUNVOTE: Secura 
Whoops, I'll need to extend this night phase as I've been up since 4am and it is now coming up on midnight.
Sorry. BRB nap
Sorry. BRB nap
Originally Posted by Renata:
*sigh*
I told you that doll was bad news.*sigh*
Sorry, don't have time to make the usual black background/red text writeup.
Night Six
Full volume on both videos.
The fourteen survivors went to bed... not that they had a choice. They knew what was coming and seemed resigned to their fate. They hoped that when death came, it would be swift, and happen while they were unconscious. Still, being terrified made it impossible for any of them to truly rest. That's why when the grandfather clock began to chime, Captain Blackadder and Centurion1 were able to see what was happening. It was a few hours past midnight, and the clock was stuck on 33 minutes after 3am. The clock face began to glow red, and the hands on the clock began spinning counter-clockwise, chiming nine times. Then the hands came to a stop on the number nine.
Suddenly, Centurion1 became entranced. He looked straight at Captain Blackadder with a blank expression on his face. His face became distorted, and seemed to fade in and out. Then he grinned widely at Blackadder, and lay down on the dining room table, facing up. Captain Blackadder's expression went blank, and he calmly walked over to the drawers which held all the silverware and began setting the table. Centurion1 took a napkin and placed it under his chin, and Blackadder handed him a knife and fork. Then Blackadder took a knife and fork for himself and sat down at the table.
Both Blackadder and Centurion1's expressions twisted into malevolent, evil grins. Their eyes rolled back and became white. Blackadder stuck his fork into Centurion1's stomach, and began cutting his flesh with the knife. Centurion1 stuck a fork into his own chest and began slicing off his skin. They shoved the bloody chunks of flesh into their mouths and began chewing with delight. Oh, it was so tasty. After a while, Blackadder decided to ditch the fork and just use his hands. He reached into Centurion1's open stomach cavity and began ripping out Cent's intestines, and then shoved one end into his mouth and started swallowing it whole.
Centurion1 nodded blankly and stuck a fork into his own eye, and ripped it out of his head. Then he shoved it in his mouth and began chewing. Centurion1 grabbed ahold of his ribs and ripped one of the bones from his chest. He snapped it off and shoved it in his mouth, and began crunching on it. The jagged, sharp edges began cutting up his mouth. Captain Blackadder leaned way over and began devouring Centurion1's still beating heart. Blood was shooting everywhere, and Blackadder's face pressed harder into the gushing mess, uttering a low growl that sounded more animal than human.
Centurion1 took his steak knife and began cutting his own neck open, spilling blood everywhere. He reached up and pushed his fingers into the open wound, and shoved his bloodied hand into his mouth and started crunching. Captain Blackadder tore Centurion1's liver and lungs from his body and began ripping them apart with his teeth. Centurion1 took his steak knife and started stabbing himself in the face, ripping it apart with each powerful thrust. Then, he shoved the knife deep into his eye socket and pushed with an inhuman amount of force, until the knife protruded from the back of his skull. Captain Blackadder began stabbing Centurion1's arms and legs, and started ripping the meat from his bones. He forced even more chunks of Centurion1's flesh into his mouth, as his own stomach nearly burst from the pressure of all that uncooked human meat.
Captain Blackadder stood up, bent over, and shoved a finger down his throat. He emptied the contents of his stomach all over the floor, and then sat down for seconds....
Morning Seven
The others woke up to a scene too gut-wrenching to describe. Captain Blackadder sat in the chair, sobbing quietly, with blood dripping off of his face. Thermal Mercury took one look at the scene and decided that there was only one way to stop the horrors, so he grabbed the steak knife from Blackadder and cut open his own jugular vein. Then he fell to the ground and let death take him away.
The others were too in shock to even bother stopping him.
Their options remained the same... either they would continue exploring the house, or they could murder someone.
Still alive: (12/17)
atheotes
Captain Blackadder
Diana Abnoba
Husar
Johnhughthom Secura
Methos
Niklas
Splitpersonality
White_Eyes:D
Winston Hughes
YLC
Zack Beefy187
Dead: (4/17)
TheFlax (Night Three)
Double A (Night Four)
Renata (Night Five)
Centurion1 (Night Six)
WOG: (1/17)
Thermal Mercury (Day Seven)
BEGIN DAY SEVEN.
Night Six
Full volume on both videos.
The fourteen survivors went to bed... not that they had a choice. They knew what was coming and seemed resigned to their fate. They hoped that when death came, it would be swift, and happen while they were unconscious. Still, being terrified made it impossible for any of them to truly rest. That's why when the grandfather clock began to chime, Captain Blackadder and Centurion1 were able to see what was happening. It was a few hours past midnight, and the clock was stuck on 33 minutes after 3am. The clock face began to glow red, and the hands on the clock began spinning counter-clockwise, chiming nine times. Then the hands came to a stop on the number nine.
Suddenly, Centurion1 became entranced. He looked straight at Captain Blackadder with a blank expression on his face. His face became distorted, and seemed to fade in and out. Then he grinned widely at Blackadder, and lay down on the dining room table, facing up. Captain Blackadder's expression went blank, and he calmly walked over to the drawers which held all the silverware and began setting the table. Centurion1 took a napkin and placed it under his chin, and Blackadder handed him a knife and fork. Then Blackadder took a knife and fork for himself and sat down at the table.
DINNER IS READY....
Both Blackadder and Centurion1's expressions twisted into malevolent, evil grins. Their eyes rolled back and became white. Blackadder stuck his fork into Centurion1's stomach, and began cutting his flesh with the knife. Centurion1 stuck a fork into his own chest and began slicing off his skin. They shoved the bloody chunks of flesh into their mouths and began chewing with delight. Oh, it was so tasty. After a while, Blackadder decided to ditch the fork and just use his hands. He reached into Centurion1's open stomach cavity and began ripping out Cent's intestines, and then shoved one end into his mouth and started swallowing it whole.
YOUR FLESH IS SO TASTY.... DON'T YOU AGREE?
Centurion1 nodded blankly and stuck a fork into his own eye, and ripped it out of his head. Then he shoved it in his mouth and began chewing. Centurion1 grabbed ahold of his ribs and ripped one of the bones from his chest. He snapped it off and shoved it in his mouth, and began crunching on it. The jagged, sharp edges began cutting up his mouth. Captain Blackadder leaned way over and began devouring Centurion1's still beating heart. Blood was shooting everywhere, and Blackadder's face pressed harder into the gushing mess, uttering a low growl that sounded more animal than human.
SAVOR EVERY DROP....
Centurion1 took his steak knife and began cutting his own neck open, spilling blood everywhere. He reached up and pushed his fingers into the open wound, and shoved his bloodied hand into his mouth and started crunching. Captain Blackadder tore Centurion1's liver and lungs from his body and began ripping them apart with his teeth. Centurion1 took his steak knife and started stabbing himself in the face, ripping it apart with each powerful thrust. Then, he shoved the knife deep into his eye socket and pushed with an inhuman amount of force, until the knife protruded from the back of his skull. Captain Blackadder began stabbing Centurion1's arms and legs, and started ripping the meat from his bones. He forced even more chunks of Centurion1's flesh into his mouth, as his own stomach nearly burst from the pressure of all that uncooked human meat.
I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET.... MAKE ROOM....
Captain Blackadder stood up, bent over, and shoved a finger down his throat. He emptied the contents of his stomach all over the floor, and then sat down for seconds....
Morning Seven
The others woke up to a scene too gut-wrenching to describe. Captain Blackadder sat in the chair, sobbing quietly, with blood dripping off of his face. Thermal Mercury took one look at the scene and decided that there was only one way to stop the horrors, so he grabbed the steak knife from Blackadder and cut open his own jugular vein. Then he fell to the ground and let death take him away.
The others were too in shock to even bother stopping him.
Their options remained the same... either they would continue exploring the house, or they could murder someone.
Still alive: (12/17)
atheotes
Captain Blackadder
Diana Abnoba
Husar
Methos
Niklas
Splitpersonality
White_Eyes:D
Winston Hughes
YLC
Dead: (4/17)
TheFlax (Night Three)
Double A (Night Four)
Renata (Night Five)
Centurion1 (Night Six)
WOG: (1/17)
Thermal Mercury (Day Seven)
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
BEGIN DAY SEVEN.
- You have until 23:59 (11:59PM) May 26th (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada) to place your vote for either the LYNCH or to MOVE to a different room. That is approximately 47 hours from now.
- You cannot both lynch and move in one day, so you may only choose to do one with your vote.
- I will now send out the description of the rooms you are in privately. You may interact with the room during the day phase.
- If you are going to MOVE, I will need to know where by the end of the DAY phase. I realize that it causes problems for me due to the game mechanics if the day phases creep over into the night phase. So please, send me your movements before Day is over.
Sorry Captain, but that is twice you were under a spell or something, and you killed someone. It is now time for you to die yourself.
Vote: Lynch Captain Blackadder
Vote: Lynch Captain Blackadder
Another sick (but good) write up Pizza. 
I'm not really a fan of cannibalism, myself. That one was less enthusiastic for me to write.
Thanks Pizzaguy
....I was got sick reading that write-up and had to run to the washroom(I am also sick, which is also not helpful
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I don't think I will be eating anything for the next couple of hours....good write-up though
....I was got sick reading that write-up and had to run to the washroom(I am also sick, which is also not helpful)I don't think I will be eating anything for the next couple of hours....good write-up though
That was simply disgusting. You are a sick sick man
O.K I know this looks bad, really bad but I have no knowledge of what I am doing it seems clear that I am being possesed by something so could people do a exorcisim on me please.
The really sick person is the one deciding on the kill methods. I feel sorry for both Captain Blackadder and ATPG.
This game frightens and disturbs me.
If you need a replacement in the future I'd love to join back in Pizza rather than you having to WOG anybody else, I was disappointed at having to drop. Flipping family holidays in the sun, I'd much rather be sitting at my computer playing imaginary games about haunted houses and cannibals.
Possible break through.
Last night I was researching the history of the manor, and found out that guy in charge of building this place... Lucifuge went missing just before he completed the house.
They couldn't find his body. There is his grave near the south lawn, but there is no body under it.
Perhaps we could end the curse if we can find his body and give it a proper burial.
We still don't know how the clock and the girl is related to all this. So I'll keep searching.
As for Captain Blackadder. Give him one more night. Apparently someone must die everynight anyway.
Last night I was researching the history of the manor, and found out that guy in charge of building this place... Lucifuge went missing just before he completed the house.
They couldn't find his body. There is his grave near the south lawn, but there is no body under it.
Perhaps we could end the curse if we can find his body and give it a proper burial.
We still don't know how the clock and the girl is related to all this. So I'll keep searching.
As for Captain Blackadder. Give him one more night. Apparently someone must die everynight anyway.
Edit: Nevermind. Not important.
Originally Posted by johnhughthom:
If you need a replacement in the future I'd love to join back in Pizza rather than you having to WOG anybody else, I was disappointed at having to drop. Flipping family holidays in the sun, I'd much rather be sitting at my computer playing imaginary games about haunted houses and cannibals.
You can reclaim your place from me, if you really wish... just consider it as me keeping it warm for you. :3If you need a replacement in the future I'd love to join back in Pizza rather than you having to WOG anybody else, I was disappointed at having to drop. Flipping family holidays in the sun, I'd much rather be sitting at my computer playing imaginary games about haunted houses and cannibals.
Besides, the game's getting freaky; last night, Niklas and I tried to sleep... next to the Flax's corpse, complete with bloody wire hanger that can be picked up. Pass the sick bucket....
Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy:
I'm not really a fan of cannibalism, myself. That one was less enthusiastic for me to write.
This comment is very interesting. I had assumed it was ATPG deciding the kill methods, so who amongst us are the sickos?I'm not really a fan of cannibalism, myself. That one was less enthusiastic for me to write.
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