A Tale of Beer and Old People! - New Mafia [Concluded]

**FactionHeir** · 10-02-2007, 00:30

Neither Sigurd nor I were guilty, as anyone could have read from the early posts.

Looking how Ichigo is acting, I think he is very scummy. Next to Husar of course.

So FoS: Ichigo, Husar

**Husar** · 10-02-2007, 00:55

Sigurd is dead?

I haven't seen a decent tally for ages(pever's seems to be wrong or what?) and the game is so slow, I easily forget what's going on anyway.

**Csargo** · 10-02-2007, 00:59

Originally Posted by FactionHeir

Neither Sigurd nor I were guilty, as anyone could have read from the early posts.

Looking how Ichigo is acting, I think he is very scummy. Next to Husar of course.

So FoS: Ichigo, Husar

How do you prove that???

**pevergreen** · 10-02-2007, 03:15

I thought we were on night 2

Searching for CA's posts so i can do a correct one.

Edit:

Alive:
Ichigo
Sarathos
pevergreen
Beefy
Warmaster Horus
Sigurd
Haudegen
shlin
Brave Sir Robin
greaterkhaan
RoadKill
Twilightblade
Inca
sapi
Proletariat
Husar

Lynched:
Omanes
Zain
Factionheir

Killed:
Andres
GH
Stig
Tib of the Drake
Crazed Rabbit
Hepcat

**CountArach** · 10-03-2007, 08:25

Beefy was looking out over the verandah. It was days like this that he loved being in the Old Folk's home. The sunset was out there and had as many different shades of yellow, orange and red as there were in the rainbow... so not that many. Which was good, Beefy hated the sun.

These Hooligans had been a real menace lately, but he knew that there was still good in the world. Take the hooded man who had come up to him earlier. he had given him the blue balloon that was just now sitting right in front of him.

Suddenly, the balloon popped, spraying two things everywhere. The first was bits of blue rubber. The second was a small, fine powder. Anthrax, to be more specific.

Some landed on Beefy's nose and there was no saving him. He died content knowing that the last sunset he ever saw was a truly horrible one.

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Sigurd was sitting down on his old man rocking chair, about to go to sleep. This was just too good a target for the cloaked man behind him. I simply walked up to him and shouted something incoherent.

Sigurd's heart skipped a beat, and he started to seize up. He was having a heart attack, he knew it. He reached down as quickly as he could to the button next to him on the wall and pressed it.

Alarm bells started to go off downstairs in the Nurse's quarters. The one who was on duty ran into action, sprinting up the stairs. It was a literal race against the metaphorical clock.

She grabbed the nearby Defribulator, a horrible word to spell, and opened it. She rubbed the shock paddles together and yelled out "Clear!", then applied them to Sigurd's still chest.

Nothing.

She rubbed them together again, wishing that the insane doctor were here to help here now, and shouted out again. She applied the shock paddles again.

Still nothing.

"Don't die on me you bas-"

Just then, there was movement in the chest. A small movement, but movement none-the-less.

She had saved his life.

Alive (15):
Ichigo
Sarathos
pevergreen
Warmaster Horus
Sigurd
Haudegen
shlin
Brave Sir Robin
greaterkhaan
RoadKill
Twilightblade
Inca
sapi
Proletariat
Husar

Lynched (3):
Omanes
Zain
Factionheir

Killed (7):
Andres
GH
Stig
Tib of the Drake
Crazed Rabbit
Hepcat
Beefy

It is now Day 4 - 48 hours for a lynch