Perhaps you're not an android after all.
Yeah I didn't exactly unterstand ArpeggiateTHIS either.
I think my reaction to other people voting for Diana has been the same in almost every game: dead silence. She is just another player in this game. It would be like accusing me of caring if someone voted for Split or Beskar because they are friends of mine... that has no real bearing on the game.
But back to the game itself: Both you and Pinman seemed quite disconcerted when I placed a second vote on him. I'm very interested by this. Then you removed your vote. I see you gave an excuse for voting for someone besides Pinman, in that he hadn't posted yet but then he did. If that is your basis for the vote, I find it interesting that you're voting for me. Kinda panicky and all over the map for a first round, if I were to characterize it. While it is a long shot you and Pinman flinched over one additional vote this early in the game, it is also not impossible. It also fits in with the usual distancing strategy.
If you truly are innocent, then you will acknowledge that Pinman isn't your mafia partner. I'd like to see you place your vote where it was. Unless of course... that makes you uncomfortable somehow.![]()
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Panicky, panicky... that's all you have for me these days? You're accusing me of being panicky in Zhou, and now here?
I'm not panicky, I'm returning you the favor of putting you ahead of the tally, after you did the same to me. How do you like it?
Changing my vote from Diana to you doesn't change the pîcture. I'm still tied at 2 with someone, except that this someone is now you, and not Diana. So where's the panic?
Let's roll the dices, I'm not moving my vote back to Pinman just because you request it, and imply that he could be my partner. That would be plain stupid of me as it would leave me alone ahead of the tally, which is btw:
2 Romanic (civplayah, ATPG)
2 ATPG (Secura, Romanic)
1 landlubber (Beskar)
1 Captain Blackadder (God Emperor)
1 Skooma Addict (Blackadder)
1 Arpeg (DiY)
1 DiY (Frozen in Ice)
1 Renata (W&F)
1 Diana (landlubber)
1 Frozen In Ice (Skooma)
1 woad&fangs (Split)
1 Beskar (Renata)
1 God Emperor (Pinman)
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1 abstain (Arpeg)
1 not voting (Diana)
You started this, let's finish it manly! You and me, random.org decides who goes down! Are you scared?
Right, except that my answer is more like: I can't remove my vote without being the only one ahead of the tally. You're quoting the part that makes you look good.
100% losing a townie (me)
50% losing a townie (me) or 50% losing an unclear faction member (you) <-----I pick this one.
Are you honestly so afraid of having 2 little votes on you? You weren't so squeamish about that in other games. What's the dealio?
So, are we doing this thing or not? I can fling myself pointlessly toward a dumb lynch with the best of them. Better now than later, when the lynch actually has a reasonable chance of success.
*cracks neck, knuckles*
I love a good, mutually destructive brawl.I'll see you in the burny place!
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#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Ah-ah! Now we're talking! Nothing like a good Russian roulette match!![]()
No no nononononono..... you misunderstand. If you want my head, it will cost yours. I'll just keep repeating the call until I get what I want.
If you accept those conditions, I'll vote for myself. I won't leave it up to random.org.
If you accept, it is a 100% chance of your death and mine. Are you ready to die?
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Unvote; Vote: Romanic
Happy Pizza?
Hahaha, so now you are convinced enough that I am mafia to throw your life away? Again, you're wrong buddy.
As if I had a choice, lynch you then lynch me, but we both know that everyone else is king on this decision, we can't decide what they will do.
Either way, your friend Pinman came to your rescue, so we won't have to test your readiness to lynch yourself.![]()
I have various unspeakable wounds that can never be healed, and my only release from the pain is relishing the warm, metallic elixir that is the blood of mafiosi. I won't be happy until they are all dead.... EXTERMINATED!!!! and then, when they die, a new game starts and they come back! The cycle never ends!
AND THERE ARE BUGS ALL OVER ME THAT WON'T GO AWAY!!!
But overall yes, I'm quite happy. Why do you ask?
Can't sleep. Clown will eat me.
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#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
12 hours left.
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
Sorry, what I was trying to say is that Romanic easily gives himself away if he's vanilla rather than mafia. Examples? Every game I've played with him where he's been town (you were in Beefdom, weren't you Pizza?) he's always taken the crystal-clear, honest townie strategy. I'd have liked to see whether this pans out during this game.
Either way, that'll teach me to go on the Org after having a few drinks, heh.
EDIT:If you really mean this (and I hope it was just a passing comment), I'm more than happy to Unvote; Vote: Romanic rather than go with my previous decision to abstain.
Last edited by ArpeggiateTHIS; 07-11-2010 at 12:45.
Arpeggio: A broken chord. Arpeggiate: Breaking up a chord. ArpeggiateTHIS, scumbag.
Sorry for the slight delay, round is over. Writeup posted soon.
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
The time had finally ticked by, and the poor panicked folks didn't look like they had much of an idea. Accusation went to no less than half the entire group! This was hardly a consensus like I'd been hoping for, but when all was said, a man who I'd guess had been Italian, by the name of Romanic, had been declared most suspicious. He was jostled to the front by everyone else. Not harshly, but in a determined sort of manner. Romanic, for his part, did not look panicked, but quite calm. In a way, I thought, he was a victor in all this, assuming he wasn't at fault. He would be safe, even if in a cage.
“Well hello, Romanic!” The lady chirped. A comically impressive frown overtook her face. “It looks like the folks here don't seem to like you all that much.” And just like that, the smile was back. “Well, no worries, everything will be just alright.” She reached into her jacket, and with the skill of an old west outlaw, whipped out an old colt revolver, took aim at Romanic's face, and blew a a giant, gaping hole in it. All in less than a second. My jaw dropped. An assortment of screams and gasps came from the crowd.
“WHAT WAS THAT?! I THOUGHT WE WERE IMPRISONING THEM!”
“Oh, silly John,” she answered in her sweet tone. “That was told to you so there wouldn't be immediate panic. You all are trapped in here, so there's actually no place to imprison anyone.” She took a look at the rest of the crowd and waved her right hand. “Aaaaaanywhos, have fun in transience everyone!” The crowd slowly backed away in a shuffle from her, and finally turned their backs once near the hallways. “Go on, John, otherwise you'll end up in transience out here and then you'd just be a sitting duck. And don't worry about this,” she motioned to Romanic. “I'll have it cleaned up in a jiffy. Have a good rest!”
Its now night phase, I'm giving 24 hours to get me orders!
Tally:
Romanic 4 (Arp, Pinman, Civplayah, Askthepizzaguy)
ATPG 2 (Secura, Romanic)
landlubber 1 (Beskar)
Captain Blackadder 1 (God Emperor)
Skooma Addict 1 (Blackadder)
Arpeg 1 (DiY)
DiY 1 (Frozen in Ice)
Renata 1 (W&F)
Diana 1 (landlubber)
Frozen In Ice 1 (Skooma)
woad&fangs 1 (Split)
Beskar 1 (Renata)
God Emperor 1 (Pinman)
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not voting 1 (Diana)
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
Sorry Khaan, I was working all weekend, wasn't on line, just got home. It won't happen again (the not voting).![]()
Sultry Mafia Babe
Diana Abnoba- Goddess of the Hunt
Apologies, due to an error in communication, I'm giving another 12 hours to the night phase.
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
Will my alignment be revealed at any time in the game?
Khaan doesn't do reveals. I got penalised because of it in another game as I claimed investigator and got a mafia lynched. Then the town came after my head.
Days since the Apocalypse began
"We are living in space-age times but there's too many of us thinking with stone-age minds" | How to spot a Humanist
"Men of Quality do not fear Equality." | "Belief doesn't change facts. Facts, if you are reasonable, should change your beliefs."
That's hilarious.
For this game, there won't be postmortem reveals until game is over. Also, writeup is started.
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
Skooma Addict trudged back to his privacy quarters. He was still in shock- how was all this even possible? I mean, wasn't everyone already dead? Did this make Romanic double dead? Super dead? Before he could get a headache, he plopped himself down on his bed, which sat next to his mini-fridge. He gazed at the device for a couple seconds, and made up his mind. If he was going to be a goner, he was going to at least enjoy himself. He popped the door open, and grabbed an ornate opaque, faint purple bottle that was maybe six inches tall. He squeezed the top off, and started downing its contents. "Ah.... yeah, that's the stuff...." He leaned back against the marble wall and closed his eyes to ready for transience. He heard a faint pop, and cracked open his right eye. Someone stood before him, a curved knife raised in their right hand. The knife was dark as could be. Skooma startled backwards, but only made himself more erect against the wall. The knife plunged into his gut. Skooma gasped in pain he hadn't felt in years, and watched in astonishment as his hands began to disintegrate, creeping up his arms, into his shoulders....
Meanwhile, Frozen in Ice had prepared himself a simple dinner of a few slices of bread with honey as a spread. He sat on the edge of his bed, contemplating recent events. He didn't envy the newcomer, John. Arriving just in time for what seemed to be a besieged castle. Hopefully things would settle back to their old, simple ways. He laid down, staring at the pristine ceiling. In a flash, someone materialized above him, and collapsed upon him. Frozen in Ice immediately writhed to get the person off him, when a sharp pain erupted in his left shoulder. The intruder's knife had cut through, rending the arm limp. The intruder scrambled off its target, and with a pop, was gone. Frozen in Ice lay gasping in pain. And then, as suddenly as the intruder, the pain was gone. He sighed in relief, then screamed in horror when the arm simply disappeared. His body dissolved further, eating into his side, up to his neck, down to his waist, eventually silencing the scream for good.
"Welcome back, John!" It took all my willpower not to glare at the woman as I entered from what I guess is my bedroom from now on. "Did transience treat you well?" She queried, while tilting her head to the side. "I hope it was at least better than poor Skooma Addict and Frozen in Ice. It seems the poor lads have gone missing."
"Wait, two more are gone?" I asked. "So yesterday was a waste of our time?!"
"Oh, I don't know about that. We'll just find out in due time, won't we? Either way, it looks like you've got more work to do!" She motioned with a hand to the crowd which had reconvened. I sighed and grimaced.
"Alright, folks... we've got to make this count!"
DAY TWO HAS BEGUN! THIS PHASE HAS 24 HOURS!
Alive: 14
ArepeggiateTHIS
Askthepizzaguy
Beskar
CaptainBlackadder
Civplayah
Death is Yonder
Diana Abnoba
God Emperor
Landlubber
Pinman
Renata
Secura
splitpersonality
woad&fang
Lynched: 1
Romanic (D1)
Slain: 2
Frozen in Ice (N1)
Skooma Addict (N1)
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
vote: Pinman
Romanic wasn't interested in responding to Pizza's request for a vote on Pinman, but Pinman did respond, in reverse.
In a lazy boy with a bottle of skooma. It's the way I would have wanted to go.
vote: Beskar
Admit your guilt!
Why did the chicken cross the road?
So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road,
but also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the princely
chicken's dominion maintained. ~Machiavelli
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