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Late one night
When we were all in bed
Old Mother Leary
Left a lantern in the shed
And when the cow kicked it over,
She winked her eye and said,
"There’ll be a hot time
In the old town, tonight."
-- Anonymous
Fatlington – Day One – Mid-Afternoon
Fatlington lay in the sun like a huge checkerboard of flat black-tar roofs and light grey streets. The air shimmered in waves off the black roofs, heated by the blazing August sun, tar sticky from the heat and speckled with broken clamshells deposited by Seagulls as they used gravity to open dinner for them. The hottest part of the year and, for Fatlington, the biggest part of the year for the merchants and businesses who catered to the tourists visiting the Jersey Shore.
Six decades past the white beaches lining the boardwalk would have been crowded with “the quality” taking in the breeze and swimming in the cool Atlantic. Six decades had not been kind to Fatlington. Like a courtesan well past her prime, Fatlington still painted on a gay face for the tourists, but these days “the quality” were in Palm Beach or Havana and Fatlington was left to cater to the factory workers of Allentown and every other urban armpit in North Jersey or Eastern Pennsylvania. Like calls to like.
It had been a normal summer until July neared August. Then the outbreaks had begun. Very few died, but dozens were struck with cholera and several others seemed to be showing signs of the Spanish flu. That flu had visited Fatlington just after the War to End All Wars had wrapped up and put 15% of the population into the ground. Now, only a few years after the latest War to End All Wars, New Jersey authorities were quick to respond with a 30-day quarantine. Nobody would be leaving Fatlington before Labor Day.
Tourists screamed about their jobs and needing to get home, the locals screamed about the tourists, and the Fates promptly added a heat wave of epic proportions to turn up the pressure. Atropos, apparently, had always taken an interest in Fatlington.
Mayor TosaInu, away at Trenton for a conference when the quarantine began, moved Heaven and earth to get something done for his beleaguered town, but to no avail. In the corridors of power in Trenton, his most persuasive arguments could not counter one basic truth – it was only Fatlington after all, not somewhere that mattered.
But to some, especially a small group of “entrepreneurs” who met infrequently in Havana, Fatlington had value…once a few changes had been made.
“We’ll have to make a few changes folks!” said Fatlington’s Police Commissioner Seamus Fermanagh. “Hizzoner sent me the instructions just before the phone system crapped out.”
The best and brightest of Fatlington were gathered in the convention center ballroom. The scene reminded a few of them of the meetings from ‘the last time.’ Then, some of these best and brightest had been meeting to decide the fate of others as a Committee of Vigilance. Dozens had died before the mafia had been brought to heel. It had all started with a meeting just like this one. A collective shiver ran through the room despite the sweltering heat.
Fermanagh wiped his face with a handkerchief. He’d begun his morning with doughnuts and coffee for nearly 3 decades, but it was a long while since he’d followed breakfast with 10 hours of walking a beat. The sweat was already through his shirts and working its way through the waistband of his trousers.
“We’re in for it again, and that’s no lie.”
Silence filled the room.
“Tosa and I, well, we’ve been hearing rumors that the epidemics are a put-up job to set the stage for another takeover effort by those eye-talyun scum. Nothing we can act on or convince the governor to stop the quarantine, but the story is too consistent from too many snitches. The loss of the phone lines pretty well confirms it.”
Fermanagh paused, looking over the figures in the room. A wealth of expressions – and non-expressions – played across the faces before him.
“We know their methods now – they infiltrate our best and brightest and then try to eliminate anyone that they can’t convince to join them in their scheme. Which means, of course, that the criminal scum who’ve started all this – who’ve killed dozens of people, many of them paying tourists for God’s sake – are right here in this room.”
Fermanagh paused a moment to let that sink in.
"Hizzoner has informed me that he’s re-instituting the Committee of Vigilance that saved us the last time. Some of you know how this works, but let me remind you all. Today, you’ll discuss and then select a Director of the Committee. Each day thereafter, you will vote to lynch the one among you who has proven themselves to be part of the mafia scum seeking to destroy us and we’ll keep lynching until we’ve ended the problem.”
Cries of “that’s insane” and “Fermanagh, stop the bull___” and one quiet “rats, not again” bounced around the room.
“Pipe DOWN!”
Fermanagh didn’t shout much, so when he did it worked – if only from the surprise value.
“Of course its hideous people, but experience has taught us that it – and pretty much nothing else – works. The director will get a squad of police to protect her or him during their duties – we will select a new director every other day – and of course the Director can’t vote except for their tie-breaking powers. My officers will pass around a sheet with the particulars on voting and the like.”
“Now, this burg is about ready to explode, so my officers and I are going to be hard pressed to keep order. I’ve a few secret detectives I’ve put in place to help you, and I hope they’ll get the information to you about who deserves the chop. But it’s going to be up to you to save us all. Get your heads together and then select someone.”
Only a few heard the muttered, “…pray for us sinners, now and at the hour…” that Fermanagh actually ended his speech with.
It would be a long, hot summer.
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Vote to Select a Director for Days 2 & 3. Selections must be recorded in the thread no later than 0900 EST (1400 GMT) 5 February 2008.
So let it be said, so let it be written, so let it be done.
When we were all in bed
Old Mother Leary
Left a lantern in the shed
And when the cow kicked it over,
She winked her eye and said,
"There’ll be a hot time
In the old town, tonight."
-- Anonymous
Fatlington – Day One – Mid-Afternoon
Fatlington lay in the sun like a huge checkerboard of flat black-tar roofs and light grey streets. The air shimmered in waves off the black roofs, heated by the blazing August sun, tar sticky from the heat and speckled with broken clamshells deposited by Seagulls as they used gravity to open dinner for them. The hottest part of the year and, for Fatlington, the biggest part of the year for the merchants and businesses who catered to the tourists visiting the Jersey Shore.
Six decades past the white beaches lining the boardwalk would have been crowded with “the quality” taking in the breeze and swimming in the cool Atlantic. Six decades had not been kind to Fatlington. Like a courtesan well past her prime, Fatlington still painted on a gay face for the tourists, but these days “the quality” were in Palm Beach or Havana and Fatlington was left to cater to the factory workers of Allentown and every other urban armpit in North Jersey or Eastern Pennsylvania. Like calls to like.
It had been a normal summer until July neared August. Then the outbreaks had begun. Very few died, but dozens were struck with cholera and several others seemed to be showing signs of the Spanish flu. That flu had visited Fatlington just after the War to End All Wars had wrapped up and put 15% of the population into the ground. Now, only a few years after the latest War to End All Wars, New Jersey authorities were quick to respond with a 30-day quarantine. Nobody would be leaving Fatlington before Labor Day.
Tourists screamed about their jobs and needing to get home, the locals screamed about the tourists, and the Fates promptly added a heat wave of epic proportions to turn up the pressure. Atropos, apparently, had always taken an interest in Fatlington.
Mayor TosaInu, away at Trenton for a conference when the quarantine began, moved Heaven and earth to get something done for his beleaguered town, but to no avail. In the corridors of power in Trenton, his most persuasive arguments could not counter one basic truth – it was only Fatlington after all, not somewhere that mattered.
But to some, especially a small group of “entrepreneurs” who met infrequently in Havana, Fatlington had value…once a few changes had been made.
“We’ll have to make a few changes folks!” said Fatlington’s Police Commissioner Seamus Fermanagh. “Hizzoner sent me the instructions just before the phone system crapped out.”
The best and brightest of Fatlington were gathered in the convention center ballroom. The scene reminded a few of them of the meetings from ‘the last time.’ Then, some of these best and brightest had been meeting to decide the fate of others as a Committee of Vigilance. Dozens had died before the mafia had been brought to heel. It had all started with a meeting just like this one. A collective shiver ran through the room despite the sweltering heat.
Fermanagh wiped his face with a handkerchief. He’d begun his morning with doughnuts and coffee for nearly 3 decades, but it was a long while since he’d followed breakfast with 10 hours of walking a beat. The sweat was already through his shirts and working its way through the waistband of his trousers.
“We’re in for it again, and that’s no lie.”
Silence filled the room.
“Tosa and I, well, we’ve been hearing rumors that the epidemics are a put-up job to set the stage for another takeover effort by those eye-talyun scum. Nothing we can act on or convince the governor to stop the quarantine, but the story is too consistent from too many snitches. The loss of the phone lines pretty well confirms it.”
Fermanagh paused, looking over the figures in the room. A wealth of expressions – and non-expressions – played across the faces before him.
“We know their methods now – they infiltrate our best and brightest and then try to eliminate anyone that they can’t convince to join them in their scheme. Which means, of course, that the criminal scum who’ve started all this – who’ve killed dozens of people, many of them paying tourists for God’s sake – are right here in this room.”
Fermanagh paused a moment to let that sink in.
"Hizzoner has informed me that he’s re-instituting the Committee of Vigilance that saved us the last time. Some of you know how this works, but let me remind you all. Today, you’ll discuss and then select a Director of the Committee. Each day thereafter, you will vote to lynch the one among you who has proven themselves to be part of the mafia scum seeking to destroy us and we’ll keep lynching until we’ve ended the problem.”
Cries of “that’s insane” and “Fermanagh, stop the bull___” and one quiet “rats, not again” bounced around the room.
“Pipe DOWN!”
Fermanagh didn’t shout much, so when he did it worked – if only from the surprise value.
“Of course its hideous people, but experience has taught us that it – and pretty much nothing else – works. The director will get a squad of police to protect her or him during their duties – we will select a new director every other day – and of course the Director can’t vote except for their tie-breaking powers. My officers will pass around a sheet with the particulars on voting and the like.”
“Now, this burg is about ready to explode, so my officers and I are going to be hard pressed to keep order. I’ve a few secret detectives I’ve put in place to help you, and I hope they’ll get the information to you about who deserves the chop. But it’s going to be up to you to save us all. Get your heads together and then select someone.”
Only a few heard the muttered, “…pray for us sinners, now and at the hour…” that Fermanagh actually ended his speech with.
It would be a long, hot summer.
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Vote to Select a Director for Days 2 & 3. Selections must be recorded in the thread no later than 0900 EST (1400 GMT) 5 February 2008.
So let it be said, so let it be written, so let it be done.
Let's start this off right, shall we?
Elect: GeneralHankerchief
Elect: GeneralHankerchief
Select: Andres
Might as well select a mod
Might as well select a mod
I shall
Select: Kommodus
he's good at finding mafia, and it'd be sad to lose him in first rounds anyway...
Select: Kommodus
he's good at finding mafia, and it'd be sad to lose him in first rounds anyway...
Select:Ichigo
I'm the only one I can trust.
I'm the only one I can trust.
We should ask CR if he is a townie. Though I'm not great at asking questions without any loopholes whatsoever, so someone else should work on it.
Elect: Fahad I
We might as well give a new player the full Capo experience.
Elect: Fahad I
We might as well give a new player the full Capo experience.
Originally Posted by CountArach:
Elect: Fahad I
We might as well give a new player the full Capo experience.
But he cant be of much use as a director Elect: Fahad I
We might as well give a new player the full Capo experience.
that suggests something...
Select: Kommodus
Though I must've missed it out in reading rules n stuff, it seems that a director would survive 1st rounds for sure? I recall him pinning down some mafiosi in the past, so agree with Charge.
Plus, I don't like someone who votes for himself as director actually getting the role, because, that's what he wanted? Let's not give 'em that! :P
***
My first mafia game in a long while! Looking forward to it! innnntresting, but very complicated.. so much rules, and so much players :S
good luck & have fun, everyone!
Though I must've missed it out in reading rules n stuff, it seems that a director would survive 1st rounds for sure? I recall him pinning down some mafiosi in the past, so agree with Charge.
Plus, I don't like someone who votes for himself as director actually getting the role, because, that's what he wanted? Let's not give 'em that! :P
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My first mafia game in a long while! Looking forward to it! innnntresting, but very complicated.. so much rules, and so much players :S
good luck & have fun, everyone!
Originally Posted by CountArach:
We should ask CR if he is a townie. Though I'm not great at asking questions without any loopholes whatsoever, so someone else should work on it.
That whole thing died with Mafia VII, which you were a part of, IIRC. We should ask CR if he is a townie. Though I'm not great at asking questions without any loopholes whatsoever, so someone else should work on it.
I intend to
Select: GeneralHankerchief
One who I currently trust, and who will be a popular candidate for the axe if he isn't elected to prove his worth.
I am paranoid of what will be thought of everything I write!
So I must edit to say I trust GeneralHankerchief because I believe he would be given a more moderate role this time - instead of a largely evil one such as in previous games.
Don't credit my guess too faithfully..
Select: GeneralHankerchief
One who I currently trust, and who will be a popular candidate for the axe if he isn't elected to prove his worth.
I am paranoid of what will be thought of everything I write!
So I must edit to say I trust GeneralHankerchief because I believe he would be given a more moderate role this time - instead of a largely evil one such as in previous games.
Don't credit my guess too faithfully..
I suggest that we go for someone who will know what they are doing on the first day so that we dont miss any oppurtunities to get a jump on any potential threats.
Elect: GH
Elect: GH
Select: Beefy187
He's always innocent.
He's always innocent.
Originally Posted by CountArach:
Elect: Fahad I
We might as well give a new player the full Capo experience.
Indeed. Rumour has it, Fahad, that you have already been tentatively probing players with the intent of recruiting them. Elect: Fahad I
We might as well give a new player the full Capo experience.
What say you to this?
Since the roles were selected randomly, there's no way of knowing who would be dangerous to elect as Director.
Director also doesn't seem to be much of a good role, since you can't vote. However, it does keep you alive, so for now I think an experienced player sounds like a plan.
Select: GeneralHankerchief
For now.
Director also doesn't seem to be much of a good role, since you can't vote. However, it does keep you alive, so for now I think an experienced player sounds like a plan.
Select: GeneralHankerchief
For now.
Select: GeneralHankerchief
I have known GeneralHankerchief for many years. He has been a good friend and neighbor. I know he will do what is best for this town.
I have known GeneralHankerchief for many years. He has been a good friend and neighbor. I know he will do what is best for this town.
Originally Posted by Glenn:
I intend to
Select: GeneralHankerchief
One who I currently trust, and who will be a popular candidate for the axe if he isn't elected to prove his worth.
I am paranoid of what will be thought of everything I write!
So I must edit to say I trust GeneralHankerchief because I believe he would be given a more moderate role this time - instead of a largely evil one such as in previous games.
Don't credit my guess too faithfully..
This is strange. I don't think it's a good idea to trust GH.I intend to
Select: GeneralHankerchief
One who I currently trust, and who will be a popular candidate for the axe if he isn't elected to prove his worth.
I am paranoid of what will be thought of everything I write!
So I must edit to say I trust GeneralHankerchief because I believe he would be given a more moderate role this time - instead of a largely evil one such as in previous games.
Don't credit my guess too faithfully..
Originally Posted by :
So I must edit to say I trust GeneralHankerchief because I believe he would be given a more moderate role this time - instead of a largely evil one such as in previous games.
Didn't he say that roles were assigned with random.org? So GH is just as likely as anyone to be mafia. There's no such thing as a law of averages So I must edit to say I trust GeneralHankerchief because I believe he would be given a more moderate role this time - instead of a largely evil one such as in previous games.
Yes, but Ichigo, you do not comprehend a good idea to trust anyone, and thus you voted yourself.
Indeed, it's not logical to trust anyone at this point. And I don't think we can count on GH doing what's best for the town either...
am I supposed to think: 'nonsense!' or 'hmmmm, suspicious'
hmmm
am I supposed to think: 'nonsense!' or 'hmmmm, suspicious'
hmmm
I agree with Ichigo, blindly trusting anyone is stupid, so i will Select: Kagemusha
Select: SasakiKojiro
Originally Posted by Glenn:
Yes, but Ichigo, you do not comprehend a good idea to trust anyone, and thus you voted yourself.
Blind trust in someone is foolish, which means you know something we don't.Yes, but Ichigo, you do not comprehend a good idea to trust anyone, and thus you voted yourself.
Well, then it is a productive and fine thing some of us are stupid, otherwise all 70 of us would vote for ourselves and Seamus would have to make someone Director.
Then who would feel stupid?
As for suspicions - it is far too early to dearly trust, or despise anyone - given the entirely epic nature of this game, every player knows something the other doesn't, but I love this already!
Then who would feel stupid?
As for suspicions - it is far too early to dearly trust, or despise anyone - given the entirely epic nature of this game, every player knows something the other doesn't, but I love this already!
I will Select:Abstain
Originally Posted by Glenn:
Well, then it is a productive and fine thing some of us are stupid, otherwise all 70 of us would vote for ourselves and Seamus would have to make someone Director.
Then who would feel stupid?
Actually, that would be better for the town.Well, then it is a productive and fine thing some of us are stupid, otherwise all 70 of us would vote for ourselves and Seamus would have to make someone Director.
Then who would feel stupid?
A random selection for Director is just that - random. Townie method of election is subject to player activity, general manipulation, and prior loyalties/deals made. The chances of getting a "tainted" director, especially considering that the families are the only people who know who are each other are, are much lower when done by random selection. The only way this can happen is if everybody gets one vote.
Yes, I know this logic labels me as "tainted." If you want to go after me for it, go ahead. I'm used to early exits from Capo.
An early exit was what I thought you would appreciate being saved from - no, not for any private reason, but for the pretext that I have read all the previous Mafia games, and pity the popular veteran player who gets lynched early - innocent or criminal - without enacting anything.
However, even if Seamus were to select himself, he would not do so randomnly, he would be forced to choose an active player for the welfare of his game, and he would be influenced by certain unconscious things also.
And, knowing his history, he could very easily choose a Don for the sake of disaster!
However, even if Seamus were to select himself, he would not do so randomnly, he would be forced to choose an active player for the welfare of his game, and he would be influenced by certain unconscious things also.
And, knowing his history, he could very easily choose a Don for the sake of disaster!
Originally Posted by Glenn:
Well, then it is a productive and fine thing some of us are stupid, otherwise all 70 of us would vote for ourselves and Seamus would have to make someone Director.
Then who would feel stupid?
As for suspicions - it is far too early to dearly trust, or despise anyone - given the entirely epic nature of this game, every player knows something the other doesn't, but I love this already!
When did I say anyone was stupid? I find it strange that you could trust someone so early in the game is all. Though it would be stupid for everyone to vote for themselves, but I was pretty sure that wouldn't happen.Well, then it is a productive and fine thing some of us are stupid, otherwise all 70 of us would vote for ourselves and Seamus would have to make someone Director.
Then who would feel stupid?
As for suspicions - it is far too early to dearly trust, or despise anyone - given the entirely epic nature of this game, every player knows something the other doesn't, but I love this already!
someone really wants to be a director...
Select : Andres
Give me one good reason why I should trust one of you guys
Give me one good reason why I should trust one of you guys
Originally Posted by Ichigo:
Though it would be stupid for everyone to vote for themselves, but I was pretty sure that wouldn't happen.
Nobody is voting for themselves. Some of us are mereley selecting themselves Though it would be stupid for everyone to vote for themselves, but I was pretty sure that wouldn't happen.
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