The Palace [Concluded]

[Andres]

The Palace



A luxuruous Palace ship in an unnamed South-American country.
Don Fernando Delgado was sitting in one of the rooms in the top floor, playing his cello. It was a nice and warm evening. Perhaps a bit too hot for Don Fernando Delgado's taste, but all in all, a good night. Overlooking the river always made him calm and brough him peace. The window on the opposite site of the room overlooked the village.

A criminal, Western newspapers called him. A ruthless murderer. Responsible for the deaths of countless young americans, they said. While all he was doing, was providing goods. Answering a need. People would always do drugs. He was simply the man who made sure they got what they wanted. It wasn't him who said it was illegal. It wasn't him who ruined countless lives by putting people in jail for something as innocent as having a bit of fun in life.

When you came to think of it, governments were the biggest criminals. They just happened to be the most powerful criminals, using their powers to give themselves an aura of being right and just. But in the end, it was just all about power. Don Fernando Delgado didn't think of himself as a criminal. He was just a powerful businessman, powerful enough to show his middlefinger to the most powerful, but not powerful enough to put the most powerful from their seat and call himself the authority.

While these thoughts were going through his mind, Don Fernando Delgado continued playing, the soft and enjoyable tones going with the flow of the river.

***

Allthough the assignment was very clear and straightforward, the Parchezzis watched the briefing one more time.

They were confident that they would be able to get the job done. Armed to the teeth and dressed as locals, they infiltrated the village.

***

Two black gloved hands closed the small notebook and put it back into a briefcase.

Slowly, the black gloved hands picked up two pistols and holstered them.

He was ready.

***

Welcome to "The Palace". A game in which a benevolent drugs baron ruling the better part of an unnamed South-American country faces the imminent threat almost certain death.

Will he survive and continue his rule or will the assassins' hired by the government of a neighbouring country be succesfull?

It's all up to you!

***

Rules

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

There are three sides in this game: the drugsbaron, his bodyguards and the local villagers ("townies"), the secret role and the assassins ("mafia").

The townies are the innocent people and they have to lynch the mafiosi during the day. The mafiosi will kill two townies each night (in this game, the mafia has two kills each night, regardless of with how many they are. This means that if one mafioso is lynched, the mafia will still have the ability to kill two players each night). When all mafiosi are lynched, the townies win. When all townies are dead, they lose and the mafia will have won.

The secret role is completely secret and no specifics will be revealed at this point. In fact the secret role is so secret, that even the host isn't sure about what it's all about.

Each day or night phase will last approximately 24 hours. This may be extended or shortened due to real life circumstances of the host (that's me).

The townies have to decide during the day by voting who will get lynched. The person with the most votes, will be lynched.

Votes have to be made like this:

Vote : Andres

When you want to switch your vote, you have to do it like this:

Unvote : Andres ; Vote : Secura

Please remember to BOLD YOUR VOTES! UNBOLDED VOTES WILL NOT BE COUNTED! No exceptions will be made. Also, REMEMBER TO UNVOTE BEFORE SWITCHING YOUR VOTE; if you forget to unvote, your vote switch will be ignored. DO NOT EDIT YOUR POST TO ALTER YOUR VOTE. IF YOU ALTER YOUR VOTE, YOU NEED TO MAKE A NEW POST.

One of the townies will play the role of Don Fernando Delgado. The identity of the player playing Don Fernando Delgado will be revealed publically. Don Delgado will direct the lynches and will decide who gets lynched in case of a tie. Don Delgado is the target of the assassins and will be protected by bodyguards. The identity of the bodyguards will not be revealed. The bodyguards do not have special night abilities; they just need to stay alive in order to protect the Don. The bodyguards will know each others' identity.

Notes:

* You're allowed to vote "abstain"; voting "no lynch" will be counted as an abstain vote.
* When a tie is reached, the player playing Don Delgado will decide who gets lynched. In case this player doesn't pm his decision to the host within 12 hours, the host will randomly lynch one of the players in the tie.
* regardless of your role, you are supposed to be active in the thread. Severe inactivity (no strict rule, but you can take not posting for 6 RL days in a row as a basic rule) will be dealt with by WoG ("Wrath of God") which basically means that you'll be killed by the host in a most humiliating way.
* If you can no longer play for whatever reason, please inform the host and he'll try to find a replacement. If no replacement can be found, you will be written out of play (honorable suicide).
* Roles of the dead will not be revealed in thread.
* The dead players can keep playing, but they will no longer have a vote nor any night abilities.

Set-up

- Two or three "mafia": trained hitmen, from a secrect clone program. They aren't a perfect, polished product, but still skillfull enough for this assignment. They get two to three kills each night, depending on amount of sign-ups. Goal is to kill the drug baron and to leave no witnesses.
- One secret role: it"s secret.
- The drug baron : publicly known role, no special abilities, will lead the executions and decide the outcome of the voting in case of a tie. Chosen by the host.
- 3 bodyguards: they need to die first, before a succesful hit on the drug baron can be undertaken. The bodyguards know each others' identity.
- "townies": local villagers, all of them working for the drug baron as small time criminals, trying to make a living

***

Sign-ups (29/32)
Riedquat
BSmith
autolycus
Jarema
edse
TinCow
Darth Feather
Makrell
Montmorency
Csargo
The King
Zack
Elite Ferret
Chaotix
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Arjos
White_Eyes:D
Askthepizzaguy
GeneralHankerchief
issaikhaan
Ishmael
TheFlax
a completely inoffensive name
Cornelius
El Barto
robbiecon
Nightbringer
Xenoneb
LazyMcCrow

[Riedquat]

Work in progress?

[BSmith]

In.

[autolycus]

In.

[Jarema]

well...
in

[edse]

In.

[TinCow]

[Darth Feather]

in it is

[Makrell]

In i say, go in to the palace of fun

[Montmorency]

I drink from the chalice.

[Andres]

The Palace - Day 1



A luxuruous Palace ship in an unnamed South-American country.

The yearly festival came to an end. The people had enjoyed themselves and all of them were very pleased that they lived under the reign of Don Fernando Delgado.

Business had been good last year and all villagers had gotten a bigger bonus than usual.

That's right, under the reign of Don Fernando Delgado, you didn't pay taxes. Instead, you got a bonus, simply for living in the territory controlled by him. Having to render a minor service for the Don every now and then was nothing more than a minor nuisance you accepted.

While Don Fernando Delgado retreated to his suite, followed closely, but hardly noticed, by three shadows, the festival went on until the early morning.

It was the perfect occasion for suspiciously looking individuals to infiltrate the village...

***

And kick-off!

The game has now officially started. We start with a night phase. All of you with a role that requires to send in orders, are supposed to do so within 22 hours.

Random.org has decided that the role of Don Fernando Delgado will be played by @Cornelius. He will direct the daily lynches, at least for as long as he's alive.

There is no townie role pm, but all players will get a short notice that the game has officially started.

Town wins a major victory if the Don survives and all threats are eliminated.
Town wins a minor victory if they eliminate all threats, but fail to keep the Don alive.

Good luck everybody! And don't forget to have fun!


Alive (29/29)
Riedquat
BSmith
autolycus
Jarema
edse
TinCow
Darth Feather
Makrell
Montmorency
Csargo
The King
Zack
Elite Ferret
Chaotix
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Arjos
White_Eyes:D
Askthepizzaguy
GeneralHankerchief
issaikhaan
Ishmael
TheFlax
a completely inoffensive name
Cornelius
El Barto
robbiecon
Nightbringer
Xenoneb
LazyMcCrow

Killed (0)

Lynched (0)

WoG/suicide (0)

Replaced (0)

[Montmorency]

I haven't looked at my inbox yet. I haven't even checked the number of messages from the top of the page. I could yet be scum.

[Montmorency]

I'm a serial killer.

[Zack]

I'm a serial killer.

Pssh, I'm a cult leader. Why kill your foes when you can convert them to your side?



Although I do occasionally dabble in serial killing.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Still Flubbo.

[johnhughthom]

Stick me down as a replacement.

[Andres]

The Palace - Night 1 - conclusion




The festival was still ongoing, but edse decided he needed a moment of rest.

He had been drinking local liquor for 7 hours straight and he really felt like he needed something to eat. Something greasy and fat. Much to his delightment, he smelled hamburgers. The smell came out of an old wooden shack. Hungry, he entered the shack. He didn't notice the grinning figure standing in the shadows.

A bit hesitant, edse walked a bit further.

"Hello?"

No answer.

"Is there somebody?"

The smell of the hamburgers was killing him. He did a few more steps and there he saw it. The most delicious hamburger he ever saw. Fat was dripping from the burger into a clean white plate. He looked to his right, then to his left. There was nobody here!

He walked over to the hamburger, grabbed it and took a bite. And another one. And another one. And...

Suddenly, he felt strange. The potassium-chlorine in his veins did its' work and soon edse died from cardiac arrest.

***

The combination of cocaine, alcohol and he didn't even know what he was smoking, made Zack feel very funny.

He was in an excellent mood. Euphoric! Don Fernando Delgado, or Donnie, as he called him, was a great guy! And this party was just f-a-n-t-a-s-t-i-c!

Zack decided the party needed some noise. In a previous life, he had been a Captain on a notorious vessel involved in questionable activities. He still knew how a canon worked and coincidentally, he knew there was an old canon a short walk further down the river. And that was the direction he was heading into.

"Ahoi Captain Zackbeard!" a man dressed like a local villager said. "Seems like we had the same idea!"

"Aha, great!" Zackbeard said. Is everything ready?

"Well, it seems like something isn't working. I think there's a pink elephant hiding in the canon, avoiding us from shooting it."

"An pink elephant? A pink...? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Zack started to laugh.

"Well, if somebody would go into the canon barrel to see if he can remo..."

"There's a pink elephant in the canon barrel? HAHAHAHAHA! That's impossible!" Zack couldn't stop laughing.

"But..."

"Have you ever crawled in a canons' barrel? You'll turn black! The elephant is black, not pink!"

"Well, if you say so; but I have a hard time believing this."

"Oh come on, I'll get it out and show you," Zack said, and he crawled into the barrel, still laughing hysterically.

"Hmph! Hahahahaha! Grmph! Harr umph yar ar, hahahaha!" said Zack.

His interesting monologue was interrupted by a big BANG. If it weren't for the fact that his body had been shot into thousands of little pieces, Zack would have enjoyed the beautiful full moon shining over the river.

"That went smoother than I expected," the killer said.

***

The Palace - Day 1



Don Fernando Delgado had a sad expression on his face while looking at the dead villagers. He knew these men and their families. He felt responsible. Allthough most of the people working for him lived dangerous lives, he simply knew that he was the real target. Since he didn't have a clue who could've done it, he instructed the villagers to find out who did this and to bring the one they deemed guilty before him.

***

Alive (27/29)
Riedquat
BSmith
autolycus
Jarema
TinCow
Darth Feather
Makrell
Montmorency
Csargo
The King
Elite Ferret
Chaotix
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Arjos
White_Eyes:D
Askthepizzaguy
GeneralHankerchief
issaikhaan
Ishmael
TheFlax
a completely inoffensive name
Cornelius
El Barto
robbiecon
Nightbringer
Xenoneb
LazyMcCrow

Killed (2)
edse
Zack

Lynched (0)

WoG/suicide (0)

Replaced (0)

***

It is now day. Day will last for +/- 24 hours. You can now start voting.

[TinCow]

Do mafioso get any input on the content of the write-ups?

[Andres]

Do mafioso get any input on the content of the write-ups?

No comment.

[TinCow]

No comment.

[Andres]

The Palace - Day 1 - conclusion




The villagers were tired after a whole night and the better part of the morning of partying. Seemingly random accusations were being tossed around when all of the sudden, a certain villager specialised in carrying around pizza's voted the God Andres. People held their breath when Pizza committed this vile deed. There had been rumours that, not so long ago, on an unknown Island, a bit similar to this unnamed South American country, horrible things happened, supposedly after some people insulted this same God.

Many villagers started shaking their heads in disbelief. They were now afraid of the God! They wanted this day to end as soon as possible. Perhaps that was the reason why they voted for the man who would bring the night? It's hard to tell if there even was a reason why Nightbringer was deemed guilty at the end of that day.

The lazy Don Fernando Delgado, who had changed his name to Don Cornelius that day, because that was shorter and it made the life of the writer of these stories easier, since he now had to do less key strokes for the rest of this adventure, looked at the man brought before him.

"So, it was you!"

"Ehm, no sir."

"They say you did it!"

" 'They' are morons, because I didn't do it, sir!"

"You dare calling these hard working villagers 'morons'? These good people! These honest people? This is outrageous!"

Don C, which is even shorter than Don Cornelius, so let's call him that from now on, pointed his trusted FN Barracuda at Nightbringers' head. He took a sip from the bottle of Highland Park he was holding in his other hand, his favourite whisky, which he always carried with him when having to perform one of the less pleasant obligations that came with his profession, and pulled the trigger. A bullet between Nightbringers' eyes ended his life.

***

Nightbringer : 4 (Monty, LazyMcCrow, The King, El Barto)

issaikhaan: 2 (GeneralHankerchief, Csargo)
BSmith: 2 (Arjos, Chaotix)
TinCow: 2 (Ishmael, Darth Feather)
GH: 1 ('khaan)
Makrell: 1 (TinCow)
ACIN: 1 (Makrell)
Xenoneb: 1 (Gaius Scribonius Curio)
Csargo: 1 (Elite Ferret)
El Barto: 1 (Riedquat)
autolycus: 1 (White_Eyes:D)
Pizza: 1 (Nightbringer)
The King: 1 (TheFlax)
Darth Feather: 1 (Jarema)
Arjos: 1 (BSmith)

abstain: 1 (Pizza)
Not voting: 5 (ACIN, autolycus, Cornelius, robbiecon, Xenoneb)

***

Alive (26/29)
Riedquat
BSmith
autolycus
Jarema
TinCow
Darth Feather
Makrell
Montmorency
Csargo
The King
Elite Ferret
Chaotix
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Arjos
White_Eyes:D
Askthepizzaguy
GeneralHankerchief
issaikhaan
Ishmael
TheFlax
a completely inoffensive name
Cornelius
El Barto
robbiecon
Nightbringer
Xenoneb
LazyMcCrow

Killed (2)
edse
Zack

Lynched (1)
Nightbringer

WoG/suicide (0)

Replaced (0)

***

It is now night. Night will last for 23 hours. PM's please.

[BSmith]

Vote: BSmith

Calling El Barto Takhisis on the Org only winds up confusing people.

I didn't even realize I had done that.

[Askthepizzaguy]

I ain't scared of the big bad Andres.

They say his eyes glow blood red in the night while he's hunting for whiskey, and the souls of men. But I know better.

His eyes are bloodshot red when he wakes up in the morning with a hangover, and his shoes are missing their soles.

[Montmorency]

Why not just call him Don?

[Andres]

The Palace - Night 2 - conclusion



The King was overlooking the river, smoking a first class cigarette. He looked left and right, his hand on the holstered gun hanging on his side. The King wasn't an idiot. He knew what was happening and he was prepared to deal with it. He was a strong man. And he admired the Don. One could argue the Don was just a criminal who got a bit luckier than most people working in his branch, but The King held a different opinion. Don C, as he called himself since this day, was truly a man of honor who cared about the people under him.

While he was thinking these deep thoughts, he slowly started to lose his concentration. He didn't notice the boa constrictor crawling onboard. He heard a noise, like a small metal object that fell on the floor, to his left side. He quickly drew his gun and walked in the direction of the noise.

If he had turned to the right side, he would've seen the boa constrictor coming near.

The monstruous beast got him and The King, a good man, got strangled to death.

***

Gaius Scribonius Curio was sitting in his nice little house at the river bank. He had cable TV, a fast internet connection, a fridge filled with food and beer. He was a rich man, considering how other people lived in this country.

The funny neighbourhood clown had delivered him a pizza. The strange dude did this every night, while he was high on drugs. Each night, he randomly picked a villager and brought him a pizza. The guy was crazy and always talked in a loud voice about Gods and how they didn't exist and all that. He farted constantly and always had the smell of garlic hanging around him. But he did make good pizza's. Actually, it were excellent pizza's, really exquise food. And they were free, fancy that!

While he was enjoying his pizza, watching the daily 30 episodes of the very popular Bumba show, somebody knocked on his door.

He pauzed the broadcoast (yes, they had digital tv here and with digital tv, you can pause! Isn't that great?) and opened the door.

"Oh, you again! But one pizza is enough, thanks".

The figure standing before him jumped up and down.

"You're acting suspiciously normal for your doing..."

He took a closer look.

"Hey, but you're not that pizza dude! You're another monkey!"

"And he's a smarter monkey than that other one," a raw voice whispered in the night.

"Huh?" Gaius SC said.

The monkey suddenly had a rocket launcher in its' hands and pointed it at Gaius SC.

"No, don't kill me now! Bumba is on the tele..."

BAM!!

***

The Palace - Day 2




Don C wasn't pleased. But he also understood this wasn't an easy task for the villagers.

"It seems like we still didn't got him. Two more men died tonight. Please, try harder this time."

The villagers looked at each other and started the proceedings.

***

Alive (24/29)
Riedquat
BSmith
autolycus
Jarema
TinCow
Darth Feather
Makrell
Montmorency
Csargo
Elite Ferret
Chaotix
Arjos
White_Eyes:D
Askthepizzaguy
GeneralHankerchief
issaikhaan
Ishmael
TheFlax
a completely inoffensive name
Cornelius
El Barto
robbiecon
Xenoneb
LazyMcCrow

Killed (4)
edse
Zack
The King
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Lynched (1)
Nightbringer

WoG/suicide (0)

Replaced (0)

***

It's now day. Day will last for +/- 24 hours.

[Jarema]

vote: TinCow
just a bad feeling about him

[Andres]

The Palace - Day 2 - Conclusion




It had been a long day and most villagers were exhausted at the end of it.

The day had been hot, which may be an explanation why they had been so calm during this long day. Or maybe it was just laziness and perhaps Don C had been spoiling them for way too long. Maybe that's why a whip cracked when the villager deemed guilty was brought before him. The man seemed... furry. And little. And cute. And yet, he had a proud, almost arrogant attitude.

"Ok, cute man-creature, what do you have to..."

"I'm not cute. I'm Elite! ELITE! Best of the best!"

"Maybe you are, but your eliteness will stop today, since it has been decided that you are going to die."

"But, I can't die! I'm Elite!"

"Yes, you told me so. But that won't stop me from executing you. Do you have anything else to say?"

"I can't die! I'm..."

"Elite?" Don C asked, seeming getting annoyed.

"No. Well, yes. But that wasn't what I wanted to say. I cannot die, because I'm still waiting on the write-up of the Taormina game."

"I beg you pardon?"

"He promised it. So many years ago. I believe it was in 2008. What world are we living in if even the word of a God is worthless."

"I'm an atheist," Don C said, and he shrugged.

"Oh, but I can understand that. In fact, it's a perfectly reasonable attitude.... That is, it's reasonable for someone who never met the God. The very same God that Pizza clown is constantly mocking! But anyway, I can't die, because I was promised that write-up and since I believe He always tells the truth and since I believe He is a God, well..."

"Well, it seems like your God died," Don C said, pulling his trusted FN Barracuda and pointing it at Elite Ferrets' head. A bullet between his eyes ended all his hopes ever to read that write-up.

"Seems like he wasn't Elite enough to save himself out of this nor did his God love him enough to rescue him," Don C said and he holstered his gun and slowly walked back to the boat.

***

Elite Ferret: 3 (LazyMcCrow, Montmorency, autolycus)
Arjos: 2 (EF, Darth Feather)
autolycus: 1 (Makrell)
Jarema: 1 ('khaan)
TinCow: 1 (Jarema)
Darth Feather: 1 (TheFlax)
Csargo: 1 (Ishmael)
Pizza: 1 (Chaotix)
GH: 1 (Arjos)
Ishmael: 1 (TinCow)
ACIN: 1 (Pizza)
robbiecon: 1 (BSmith)
'khaan: 1 (Riedquat)
Not voting: 8 (Csargo, White_Eyes:D, GH, ACIN, Cornelius, El Barto, robbiecon, Xenoneb)

***

Alive (23/29)
Riedquat
BSmith
autolycus
Jarema
TinCow
Darth Feather
Makrell
Montmorency
Csargo
Chaotix
Arjos
White_Eyes:D
Askthepizzaguy
GeneralHankerchief
issaikhaan
Ishmael
TheFlax
a completely inoffensive name
Cornelius
El Barto
robbiecon
Xenoneb
LazyMcCrow

Killed (4)
edse
Zack
The King
Gaius Scribonius Curio

Lynched (2)
Nightbringer
Elite Ferret
WoG/suicide (0)

Replaced (0)

***
It's now Night. Night will last for +/- 23 hours. PM's please.

[edse]

The hell...

[Andres]

The .Org was down yesterday evening, so I'll extend this round and end it within about 14 hours.

[BSmith]

vote: robbiecon