Capo de Tutti Capi - II [Concluded]

[CountArach]

Night.

[Proletariat]

Doesn't look good for kukri. He's certainly not being truthful.

Elaborate

[TruePraetorian]

Omanes is dead, but Im not sure if he is a Don.

Oh. Im confused because I want to figure out why he seems so pro-town..or do all dead people win if the town wins?

[Sarathos]

Well the town has to win first. And perhaps he isn't a Don, is there any evidence to suggest he is?

[TruePraetorian]

Yeah, I thought we lynched him because Loius said he was Stracchi.

[Haudegen]

Hey guys,

have you already forgotten that Louis revealed the Stracci´s secret communication?

https://forums.totalwar.org/vb/showt...38#post1834038

As far as I know none of the Straccis ever attempted to claim that it was a fake. Not even Omanes. That said, I´m pretty sure he was Don Stracci.

[Seamus Fermanagh]

Main thread post #1957

…Ashes, ashes
We all fall down.
-- Nursery Rhyme


Night Five Summary


Kamikhaan was as ready for trouble as he could be. He disdained armor in favor of mobility and a good counterpunch. He wasn’t going to load himself down with an armored vest and a car that could be trapped. Instead, he traveled on his motorcycle. He’d been a courier during the war and had shelled out a pretty penny to buy his bike as war surplus when he’d mustered out in ’46. The Harley wasn’t pure Harley anymore, as he’d hand-tooled more than a few parts from old, wrecked Indians to create a bike that was unique – and uniquely powerful. He wasn’t likely to be trapped or caught with this ride. Just in case, he’d also got his .45ACP as surplus and he checked the clip each night.

When the meeting ended, he headed for his bike, checked to see that there had been no tampering, and then fired it up and zipped up the ramp and onto the boardwalk for the trip home. This wasn’t exactly legal, but Fermanagh’s finest weren’t stopping committee members much – things were tense in Fatlington. Unfortunately, he’d used this route a couple of times already.

He saw the other motorcycle cut up onto the boardwalk as he passed, it’s rider was wielding some king of lance or spear which made it a little conspicuous. The other driver gunned his motor and came after Kamikhaan. Kami pulled out his .45, aimed behind him at the bike – didn’t think he’d hit, but wanted to make the pursuer wary – and squeezed off a couple of rounds.

He missed – the pursuer. One slug caught molonthegreat right at the base of the skull as he looked towards the lancer-cycle. Molon went down like a pithed frog, quivering and jerking and quite dead even though his body took almost a minute to accept the fact of its demise. The lancer just opened his throttle to full and continued the pursuit.

Kamikhaan opened his custom cycle to the limit, quickly accelerating to 110mph as he raced down the boardwalk, pulling smoothly away from his pursuer – but not from the pursuer’s accomplice. That person had simply waited for the revving motor sounds and begun lifting the pre-cut section of boardwalk up on a hydraulic lift mounted on the back of a pickup truck. Most of the middle of the boardwalk lifted, up to 40 degrees on Kami’s left and about 25 degrees to his right just as his bike raced into that length of the boardwalk. Kamikhaan ended up doing a spectacular barrel roll jump to right onto the sands below – without benefit of landing ramp.

He did his best, but the soft sand landing made a smooth finish impossible. He was flung from his bike and both he and the cycle tumbled end over end for a long way. He survived, despite the injuries he’s suffered, until the lancer cruised up next to his battered body and skewered him with the lance. A small pennant at the top of the flag read “il destino è inesorabile.” The lancer cyclist picked up his partner and sped off into the sultry dark.


Chimpyang wasn’t the most avid of chess-players, but he appreciated a good game now and then. At the moment, he was actually heading toward the Hotel Abbatoir’s well-known bar to tipple a little of their Armangnac – he left Cognac to the plebs. Chess maneuvering wasn’t the first thing on his mind.

His trip was interrupted by a gunshot and the <> if a round ricocheting off the car next to him. He moved quickly, ducking behind the car, trying to put the car between him and where the bullet must have come from. As he took a position behind the car, he noticed that he was more-or-less perfectly parallel to a red-painted figure in the shape of a crouching man that someone had sprayed onto the side of this white sedan.

In chess, the goal is to force your opponent to maneuver – of his own accord – exactly where you need him to go. Chimpyang smiled sardonically. <>

One shot from a scoped Garand announced the checkmate of this particular game. The first shooter trotted up, dropped a perfect black rose on Chimpyang’s corpse, and faded into the sweltering black night that enveloped Fatlington. The players in this game were growing fewer and fewer.


Tran was heading carefully away from the convention center and toward his evening meal. The street was brightly lit and he had company –

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

Warmaster Horus

– so he wasn’t very worried, though he still kept a watchful eye.

Just steps away from the restaurant, a car pulled up and two gunmen in the full regalia of cordon bleu chefs jumped out and started hammering shots at Tran from their submachine guns. Warmaster Horus took the brunt of the first bursts, shredded as he provided living armor for Tran. Tran leapt for the only possible exit from the shooting gallery, an exit so obvious that, in retrospect, he was sure it should have been covered. It wasn’t. As sirens announced the imminent arrival of the police, the gunmen looked at each other, then both turned and emptied one more burst into Warmaster in frustration, climbed back in the car, and let their wheelman whisk them to safety. This recipe would not be going into the cookbook.


Motep reveled in the rich taste of the salsa Bolognese he was enjoying. Rich and hearty, it was simply perfect. And to find such a sauce in this over-lit cheesy Italian corner place had been an unbelievable find! He knew he would share it with his friends – eventually. For now, it was a perfect antidote for those ghastly committee meetings. He’d been silent thus far – hadn’t even voted really – but he’d signed on, so he stayed. Fortunately, there was this sauce to sustain him, along with a chianti that wasn’t half bad.

He was too engrossed in his food to notice the three men who entered the little restaurant or remark much on the fact that trench coats and low brimmed hats were a little “much” during this heat wave. One of the men starting arguing with the proprietor – he handled everything outside of the kitchen solo in this small place – and tried to push past him toward the back until the proprietor leapt in front of him to stop this nonsense.

Thus, nobody noticed when the other two men stepped behind Motep, grabbed his arms and shoved him face-first into his pasta and it’s rich salsa Bolognese. He struggled of course – inhaling such a thick sauce not being a natural act – but he couldn’t break the iron grip of his assailants. The argument lasted nearly 6 minutes before the first man of the trio ran out the back of the restaurant. Motep lasted 4. The proprietor called the ambulance, but there was no hope. The sauce had been his undoing. A pair of small pink ballet slippers were found, placed in "2nd position".


Rythmic never really had the chance to defend himself. Two cars had pulled off the road, one in front and one behind him as he walked on the sidewalk. Two gunmen had opened fire from each vehicle. Rythmic was hit 47 times in less than a minute and fell dead. 3 tourists were killed and another 4 wounded in the crossfire. Nobody identified the shooters. Blood in the gutters was all too common in Fatlington.


Sasaki Kojiro was, strangely, alone when it happened. He was walking quietly when a man leapt out of the alley at his side shoving him into the street. Kojiro spun, dreading the sight of headlights...but the street was quiet. No car, no gunmen, just the cloaked figure on the sidewalk whose body language made it appear that he was just as surprised as Sasaki at the absence of a high-speed vehicle. He made a break for the shadows before Sasaki could get to his weapon or even hope to catch him.


Twilightblade never expected to be accosted by waiters. Sure the men had been wearing masks to hide their faces, but who really looks at the white dinner jacket guys to scan for a threat? So he wasn’t prepared when, just after exiting the restaurant he was facing three armed waiters. He mumbled the first thing that came to his head…

“The tip wasn’t that crappy…”

The gunmen merely waved him into the back of a canvas truck. Two of them climbed into the cab while the third took ‘blades car to drive it into the salt marsh on the bayside of the island and abandon it. Fortunately for Twilightblade, there was no guard in the back of the truck. As the truck slowed to take a turn, he simply hopped off the back, rolled to a stop, got up and ran to the nearest police precinct house. T’blades car was found the next morning, sunk 2/3’s of the way in the muck. Nobody ever found the truck or the offending waiters.


woad&fangs hadn’t bothered with a restaurant. He’d decided to finish up his business and spend the rest of the night at home, quietly. He almost made it. As he reached his steps, a shrouded figure sprang up from the darkest corner of his porch and lashed downwards at him with a knife.

The attacker was a master with the blade, and woad&fangs could barely keep himself on his feet. Already his arms were sliced as well as his face and at least one of the puncture wounds in his chest was sucking and bubbling – not a good sign. But the attacker was slowing and woad&fangs managed to make it to the side-alley by his home and grab up a trashcan lid to use as a shield.

It wouldn’t help.

“Say goodnight, Gracie,” said a voice behind him. A single thundering shot and the .577 Webley had punched a hole the size of a teacup through what had been woad&fang’s right kidney. woad’ crumpled in a heap, rapidly bleeding out.

The 2 men faced each other, both now holding guns, each shadowed figure pointing at the other. Sirens began to sound in the distance. Both had dealt fatal blows to woad&fangs and neither had planned on the other. Finally, both nodded without saying anything. The chap with the big pistol faded backwards into the alley without ever turning his gun away. The knife wielder waited a moment, fished something out of his pocket to drop on the corpse, and then walked away before the sirens got closer.

When the police arrived, they found a playing card on the body – the King of Hearts. On the back had been written: “dead rat.”


Proletariat left the convention center with a sense of urgency: She had to get home fast. By maneuvering her way through heavy traffic, Proletariat arrived home in record time. Proletariat opened her front door, walked in, and locked the door behind her. She went into the kitchen to fix herself some dinner when she turned to find a huge frying pan flying towards her head.

It never connected. Coming out of her pantry light a bolt of lightning, a cloaked figure intercepted the frying pan and flung it back at the masked and shrouded assailant. The assailant ducked, but came up with a small statue – St. Michael – to use as a weapon. Prole scrambled through her drawers to get her holdout weapon. Just as the two started to face off, a group of figures piled through the front and back doors of the apartment and went after both cloaked figures. A wild melee ensued.

Proletariat was no shrinking violet, but 6 cloaked figures fighting in her apartment kitchen left little space for good shooting and her ammo limit didn’t allow for mistakes. She leapt through the kitchen window in a shower of glass, landed on the fire escape, and rode the ladder down to the street in a hurry.

The fight continued only briefly after that. Though it was soon apparent that the fight was 5 on 1, that 1 -- with the aid of St. Michael – was an almost superhuman opponent. Despite the efforts of the others, he was able to fight his way out of the apartment and make and escape. A scrap of paper, fallen from that one’s pocket – and a half-smashed apartment – were all Proletariat had as a memento. It read: “Therefore thus saith the Lord GOD; Behold, mine anger and my fury shall be poured out upon this place, upon man, and upon beast, and upon the trees of the field, and upon the fruit of the ground; and it shall burn, and shall not be quenched."

Proletariat decided on dinner out, after all….and a new apartment.

Morning Meeting, Day 6:

“Allright folks, before I turn you over to JimBob for his preview of this evening, let me summarize the reports we’ve generated and make sure you’re up to date. In addition to last night’s sad events, I can report the following.”

Fermanagh paused.

“Your lynching efforts paid of handsomely. Hannibalbarca was a local criminal, a WiseGuy in their slang and may well have been involved in some of the killings. Tiberius of the Drake was your real success though. We’ve been able to confirm that he was a Made gangster in one of the mafia families. You scored a real success there.”

“Our records suggest that the mafia is killing good guys and bad guys about evenly, though that’s only small consolation. Beefy187, taka, and The Stranger are all confirmed to have been townies with no known criminal involvment – at least none that we can confirm. Pannonian and Zorg were both Wiseguys like Hannibal, but we were unable to note any mafia connections there.”

Fermanagh looked down at his notes.

“Glenn is a strange case. On the surface he seemed a regular townie, but a thorough search revealed a small memento album with scrolls in Latin, a print of some French medieval tapestry and one photo of him in some kind of Crusader regalia. Along with some stray rumors about a secret society, we’re just not sure about him. We may never know the whole story.”

“One final sad note. It would appear that Rob_the_Celt fell to his death from the top of the Hotel Abbatoir early this morning. He landed on the statue of Washington Refusing The Crown in the seaside park. He was killed instantly, but he also broke the crown off the statue. He has no known relatives here in Fatlington, though we’ll try to contact the family while investigating.”

Fermanagh turned the proceedings over to JimBob. Daylight had arrived.


OOC

1. Voting for Lynch will conclude at 0900 EST 19 Feb 08 (1400GMT).

2. Thanks for all the birthday wishes. As I begin my 45th year, I’ll try not to let my decrepitude get in the way of the fun.

3. List of Players:

Still Alive: (50) ajaxfetish, Alexander the Pretty Good, Big King Sanctaphrax, Brave Sir Robin, Caeser the III, Caius, Charge, CountArach, Cowhead418, Craterus, Crazed Rabbit, Draco Leman, Dutch guy, Elite Ferret, Evil_Maniac from Mars, FactionHeir, gibsonsg91921, Haudegen, Hiji, Husar, Ichigo, Ironside, JimBob, Joe Monks, johnhughthom, Jubal_Barca, Kagemusha, KukriKhan, Leet Erikson, LittleGrizzly, Louis VI the Fat, Lt. Pinard, Makanyane, Myrrdraal, Northnovas, norwegian nerd, Proletariat, Roadkill, Sarathos, Sasaki Kojiro, scottishranger, shlin28, Sigurd Fafnesbane, TinCow, Tran, TruePraetorian, Twilightblade, Warluster, Xdeathfire, Xehh II.

Attacked: (19) Andres (N2, N3), Beefy187 (N1), Caius (N3), Cowhead418 (N2), Evil_Maniac from Mars (N3), GeneralHankerchief (N2, N3), Glenn (N1, N2), Proletariat (N4, N4, N5), Sasaki Kojiro (N5), taka (N2), Tran (N5), Twilightblade (N4, N5), Xdeathfire (N1)

Murdered: (17) Drisos (N1), Lord Winter (N2), Beefy187 (N3), Glenn (N3), Pannonian (N3), taka (N3), The Stranger (N3), Zorg (N3), GeneralHankerchief (N4), Kommodus (N4), Moros (N4), Xiahou (N4), Chimpyang (N5), Kamikhaan (N5), Motep (N5), Rythmic, (N5), woad&fangs (N5)

Lynched: (5) pevergreen (D2), Hannibalbarca (D3), Tiberius of the Drake (D3), Omanes Alexandrapolites (D4), Andres (D5)

Removed from Play: (7) Fahad I (D4), Killfr3nzy (D4), x-dANGEr (D4), Sapi (N4), Warmaster Horus (N5), Rob_the_Celt (N5), molonthegreat (N5)

4. Please excuse any errors, it's late and I'm trying to finish and sleep.

5. investig & other results sent. Promotions if any wait til later. Ciao!

[CountArach]

Well that doesn't answer too much about Glenn. It does make his story slightly more plausible in my mind though. If we take it as true, then I guess we can clear JimBob.

prole, why did you survive two nights in a row?

[JimBob]

Well that doesn't answer too much about Glenn. It does make his story slightly more plausible in my mind though. If we take it as true, then I guess we can clear JimBob.

prole, why did you survive two nights in a row?

I think what's under it helps as well.

“One final sad note. It would appear that Rob_the_Celt fell to his death from the top of the Hotel Abbatoir early this morning. He landed on the statue of Washington Refusing The Crown in the seaside park. He was killed instantly, but he also broke the crown off the statue. He has no known relatives here in Fatlington, though we’ll try to contact the family while investigating.”

Why would that be in there? Seems to me that Rob was our number three.

[Sarathos]

Wow, another wild night.

[Haudegen]

Well, time to finish off the remnants of the Straccis.

Dutch_guy must be lynched of course.

I think Louis´ time has come, too. I concede that there is a chance that he didn´t become a Stracci made. But I´m not willing to take that risk. And I don´t think he could still be useful to the town now in any way, sorry. He posed as a mafioso last night to avoid getting targetted by other families. And today he´ll probably whine how unfair it would be if the town lynched him. And with what will he come up next night?

And there are those Wise guys who were mentioned in the Stracci hideout file. They should better give us some real good reasons why they deserve to live past this day.

JimBob´s innocence is now proven beyond all reasonable doubt, IMHO.


Vote: Dutch_guy


Tally

Dutch_guy - 1 (Haudegen)

[Husar]

I think Louis´ time has come, too. I concede that there is a chance that he didn´t become a Stracci made. But I´m not willing to take that risk. And I don´t think he could still be useful to the town now in any way, sorry.

Louis is not guilty and he is still useful for the town like any other townie.

Vote: dutch_guy

[Sasaki Kojiro]

I do think we have bigger fish to fry than louis.

Vote:KukriKhan

Made has a criminal result on him.

Remember, however, that a significant minority (20%) of townspeople will register as “unclear” rather than innocent if investigated by a Made and as “criminal” if investigated by a detective.

Townies don't appear as criminal when a made investigates them.

Untrue.

Especially since I was on the two (successful) protection crews you organized the past two nights.

The protection crews weren't successfull. If the person isn't attacked the result is 'inconclusive'. It's obvious Kukri never sent the pm at all. He must be mafia.

He must be lynched along with Dutch Guy. These two at a minimum.

[Husar]

Made has a criminal result on him.

Townies don't appear as criminal when a made investigates them.

But wise guys do...
Although I'd think we'd have found all wise guys by now.

The protection crews weren't successfull. If the person isn't attacked the result is 'inconclusive'. It's obvious Kukri never sent the pm at all. He must be mafia.

Bollox.

First off if the person wasn't attacked you cannot deduct a thing from the "inconclusive" return, second that doesn't say anything about whether anyone sent a PM in or not either and third how does simply nothing mean that he is guilty?

I'm not saying he isn't, I'm saying there is absolutely nothing pointing towards him being guilty and I simply don't see how that somehow makes him an important lynch target. And to be honest I'm quite surprised to get such a load of nothing from you of all people...

[Sasaki Kojiro]

KamiKhaan: killed by mafia. Pennant with italian on it.

Chimpyang: black rose mafia

Tran: seems to be an attempted kill by a 3 man wise guy group.

Motep: Stracchi's. Why motep dutch guy/tran?

Rhythmic: townie vig group. Someone who trusts kommodus.

Sasaki: attempted mafia hit, one person failed to show up

T'blade: Attempted townie vig, one person failed to show up

Woad: bizzarre! Apparently 2 individuals capable of killing on their own.

Prole:I don't understand what happened here.


Interesting absence of yellow rose and especially weather balloon mafia.

[Sasaki Kojiro]

But wise guys do...
Although I'd think we'd have found all wise guys by now.



Bollox.

First off if the person wasn't attacked you cannot deduct a thing from the "inconclusive" return, second that doesn't say anything about whether anyone sent a PM in or not either and third how does simply nothing mean that he is guilty?

I'm not saying he isn't, I'm saying there is absolutely nothing pointing towards him being guilty and I simply don't see how that somehow makes him an important lynch target. And to be honest I'm quite surprised to get such a load of nothing from you of all people...

What are you talking about?

Criminal result = wise guy or mafia

Kukri claims townie

ergo Kukri is lying. Kukri is either mafia or lying wise guy. Guilty.

When you participate in a protection group and the person doesn't get attacked the result you gut back is 'inconclusive'. Kukri's post makes it sound like he thinks the result is 'successfull', like he hadn't actually sent his pm in. It's a side note that I think is important. What have you been doing at night husar? I've noticed a lot of poor logic in your posts.

[Sarathos]

Well, time to finish off the remnants of the Straccis

.
I do agree, Vote:Dutch_guy

[ajaxfetish]

Mafia status as of N5:

--Stracchi. Don: Omanes A. (dead), Luca: Dutch Guy, Made: Andres (dead), Made or associated wise guy: LouisVI, associated wise guy: Tran (according to Louis and Omanes, Andres denies it). Calling Card: Pink ballet slippers. Victims: Drisos (detective, N1), Pannonian (wise guy, N3), Motep (N5), attempted hits on GH (N2, N3) and Proletariat (N4, possible Don).

--Corleone. Don: Unknown, Luca: Unknown, Made: Tiberius of the Drake (dead), several unknown associated wise guys. Calling Card: Weather balloons and religious paraphernalia. Victims: Glenn (crusader?, N3), Beefy (townie, N3), The Stranger (townie, N3), GH (N4), attempted hits on Glenn (N2) and Proletariat (N4, N5, possible Don).

--Tataglia.

--Barzini.

--Cunnio.

One of the above 3 is likely the yellow rose group. Don: Unknown, Luca: Unknown, Made: Unknown, associated wise guys if any unknown. Calling Card: Yellow rose. Victims: Zorg (wise guy, N3), Moros (N4, possible detective), possible attempted hit on Proletariat (N4).

We've got a few new possibilities for mafia calling cards tonight. The yellow rose group failed to strike again, but a black rose was left with Chimpyang's corpse. I'm assuming it's a different group (rather than the calling card being a rose of just any color) since all 3 previous roses have been yellow. The king of hearts left with Woad & Fangs also seemed very calling-card like, and the phrase 'dead rat' like something a mafioso would say, though the knife-wielder also seemed to be operating alone. The lance and phrase left with Kamikhaan also possibly indicated a calling card, though I couldn't pin down what it was.

The Stracchi's managed another hit night 5, with both Omanes and Andres dead. I'm assuming Dutch Guy was one of the killers, but he'd need an accomplice, so either Louis or the unnamed wise guy is still cooperating in family kills. With Dutch Guy still alive it seems the Stracchi's are still in action. Lynching him today may be enough to nail their coffin shut.

The Corleone's seem to have only attempted one hit tonight, with the St. Michael dude invading Prole's apartment. It was repelled by both a single defender and a group (luca or doctor plus a townie group?). What were the rest of the Corleone's up to tonight?

The Tataglia have responded to the Corleones' call for truce, according to TosaInu's second relayed communication.

Omanes suspected Sigurd to be the don of the Barzinis.

I have no definite information so far on the Cunnios (inactive members? yellow rose/black rose/playing card group? otherwise keeping a low profile?).

----------------------------------------------------

Musings:

Warmaster Horus got WoG'd tonight. IIRC, Omanes & Co. got a criminal read on him and suspected he was a made holding back one of the other mafia families by his inactivity. Interestingly, his WoG suggested he was protecting Tran. Apparently a vigilante group tried and failed to take down Tran, but got used to WoG WH in the process. Was he a luca protecting Tran? Why else might he have been given this kind of an exit?

xdeathfire and twilightblade have both fled to the police immediately after being attacked (xdeath on N1, twilight on N5). They may have a similar role, and this action would seem to suggest it's a pro-town one.

--.577 Webley. We also seem to have a rogue killer of unknown motivation in our midst. A single individual using the same weapon shot both Kommodus (N4) and Woad&Fangs (N5). Woad&Fangs was apparently also the target of another independent hit, though the two attackers seem not to care about each other and the other may have been mafia (possible calling card left). The Webley killer has left no calling card and has had no accomplices. His actions on nights 1, 2, and 3 are unknown.

The Holy Trio. Whatever the particulars of Glenn's and Jimbob's role, Glenn's post-mortem seems to bear it out, and I think we can trust JimBob. Also, as he has pointed out, Rob the Celt was probably their 3rd member, and has now suffered the WoG. Whether he'll be replaced by a plain townie or not is unknown. For now, the trio is down to one: our current director.

Beefy turns out to be a normal townie. So his lucky escape on N1 was not the result of being a mafia don, and Warmaster Horus was not a defunct luca for Beefy (still may have been one for Tran).

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Post-mortem results:

6 pro-town
Townie: Lord Winter, Beefy, taka, the Stranger
Detective: Drisos
Crusader?: Glenn

4 neutral
Wise Guy: Pevergreen, Hannibal, Pannonian, Zorg

1 mafia
Made: Tiberius

Ajax

[Husar]

What are you talking about?

Criminal result = wise guy or mafia

Kukri claims townie

ergo Kukri is lying. Kukri is either mafia or lying wise guy. Guilty.

That may be true, but didn't he sign up for protection to prove his innocence?
And didn't the one organizing it take a completely irrelevant target anyway, stating that he'd expect things to fail etc blabla? If you want to test someone, choose a target that is actually attacked next time so you get a success or failure, not an inconclusive.

When you participate in a protection group and the person doesn't get attacked the result you gut back is 'inconclusive'.

Thanks for repeating what I said, but since I already said it, maybe I knew it already.

Kukri's post makes it sound like he thinks the result is 'successfull', like he hadn't actually sent his pm in.

Kukri didn't even post since the results are out, what are you talking about? I thought night 5 was the first night he worked in protection?

What have you been doing at night husar?

I certainly won't tell you...

I've noticed a lot of poor logic in your posts.

I can give that right back, Don Sasaki.

[ajaxfetish]

Since the Stracchi's are still killing, vote: Dutch Guy.

Capotally as of post #1969

Lynching
Dutch Guy: 4 (Haudegen, Husar, Sarathos, ajaxfetish)
KukriKhan: 1 (Sasaki)

not voting: 45

Ajax

[Andres]

Still Alive: (50)

Almost 2000 posts already and still 50 players alive. Oh boy.

Congratulations on a wonderful game and a very happy birthday Seamus Fermanagh

You're da man

[Husar]

Almost forgot, Happy Birthday Seamus!

[Sasaki Kojiro]

Hi Husar.

criminal result = wise guy or mafia

kukri = criminal result

kukri = wise guy or mafia

kukri claims townie = kukri is lying

kukri = lying wise guy or lying mafia

kukri = guilty

IT'S NOT COMPLICATED


oh and happy birthday Seamus

[Andres]

Who got the criminal result on Kukri?

Your trustworthy source? What was his role again? Oh yeah, Made gangster.



Hey, don't listen to me, don't look at me, don't pay attention. I am mafia, scum, a liar, a despicable murderer, a fantastic singer/songwriter and all of that...

Nothing to see here, move along, move along.

[Husar]

Hi Husar.

criminal result = wise guy or mafia

kukri = criminal result

kukri = wise guy or mafia

kukri claims townie = kukri is lying

kukri = lying wise guy or lying mafia

kukri = guilty

IT'S NOT COMPLICATED

That wasn't the illogical part of your post. You may want to read my posts correctly before you assume I'm disagreeing with everything you say.
Although there may be other reasons for a wise guy to claim townie besides being guilty. For example if he's a wise guy who wants to help the town, he may just say he's a townie because he considers himself pro-town. That's just an idea though.

We could just follow Andres's logic and say you're not pro-town either as you're hiding a made, since you're never going to tell us who that made is, you're essentially hindering the town efforts.

Despite that, how do you know that made can be trusted? Who says you or that made are not making us hunt shadows while the real mafia flourishes and kills us all?

[Sarathos]

Ok, intead of you to fighting, why don't we use the information for some benefit. Do you both agree the KukriKhan is criminal/gulity/mafia? If so why don't we set about lynching him?

[Andres]

We could just follow Andres's logic and say you're not pro-town either as you're hiding a made, since you're never going to tell us who that made is, you're essentially hindering the town efforts.

Despite that, how do you know that made can be trusted? Who says you or that made are not making us hunt shadows while the real mafia flourishes and kills us all?

Oh come on now Husar, are you going to follow my logic? The logic of a scummy, guilty, lying, singing and songwriting Made Gangster?



Every townie should follow the trustworthy source of Sasaki, who is a definitely pro-town playing... Made Gangster.*



* To avoid all confusion: Sasaki's source is a Made Gangster, not Sasaki himself. Sasaki is definitely innocent, like all other Dons...

EDIT: That's it for today ladies and gentlemen. I'm going back to my coffin now and will watch the show from there

[naut]

Happy Birthday Seamus, good game.

Good luck guys.

[shlin28]

Vote: Dutch Guy

Die mafia die!

[woad&fangs]

I reccommend putting 3 votes on all known mafia and wiseguys. It seems that the playing card mafia has recruited a wiseguy to replace me and their made after my betrayal of them. The Corleones have multiple wiseguys working for them.

Wiseguys/mades=

Kukrikhan
Norwegian Nerd
Xdeathfire
Dutchguy
GeneralHankerchief(is he still alive)
Sasaki's made
Ichigo
and whoever else I forgot

If all wiseguys were lynched then there would only be 3-4 attacks per night.

Edit: who attacked Sasaki and how did Sasaki survive?