Capo de Tutti Capi [Concluded]

[Seamus Fermanagh]

I'm gonna tell your mama
Yeh I'm gonna blackball your name
Ain't no way you'll go without me
Every chance I'll make you pay
-- Alice in Chains (Staley?)


Sunset Day Five

Redleg called the committee to order at a little after 5:00PM. He’d been chatting with various people all day, and knew that the discussion had ebbed and flowed. To prepare, he had a couple of ornate hand-carved wooden cases with him. Inside were the means to resolve any ties – it would turn out they were not needed.

The committee was called to vote by secret ballot, though many chose to remain in their seats. The first tally, for selection of a new director, was quickly resolved. Though Redleg's supporters had worked hard that afternoon to sway the undecided, a groundswell had clearly built for a fresh face to take his place. Sasaki Kojiro was selected as the director for days 6 and 7. Redleg congratulated him.

Redleg counted the lynch ballots especially carefully, with his designated guards dutifully checking the tally. What he thought might have ended as a two – or even three – way tie had been broken.

“Lord Motep of Kendermore,” Redleg announced. “You have been found guilty of treason against the City of Fatlington. This committee sentences you to be keelhauled. If you manage to survive that, you may, as tradition holds it, go free.”

“You’re not serious?”

Motep looked more stunned then scared.

“I told you I didn’t actually kill anyone. I only voted to lynch Beirut and he was mafia! I tried to Protect YOU, Redleg! Okay, well, I tried to help pevergreen too, but that was before I knew he was mafia…I…”

The full personal significance of Redleg’s announcement finally began to sink in. Motep stood quietly as the guards handcuffed him and then left the room under escort.

Fermanagh stood.

“I have some sad news, folks. While assisting some of the committee to attend the meeting, two of my officers discovered Banquo’s Ghost in his bathtub. He had slit his wrists sometime this morning. His note – and we confirmed he wrote it in a steady hand -- said he was tired of being scorned as a slipshod detective and tired of being the butt of everybody’s “nice-guy” jokes. Not sure what the finish of the note is – seems like an odd bit of poetry:

I drink to the general joy o’ the whole table,
And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss;
Would he were here! To all, and him, we thirst,
And all to all.

Anyway, that’s how his note ends. We’ll check him out as well.”

It was now time for the committee to see justice done. Motep was taken by the guards and brought down to the beach. At the same time, the remainder of the committee filed out, went down to the boardwalk, and walked to the end of the fishing pier where Kralizec had met his end.

Perhaps 50 yards from the end of the pier was a largish fishing trawler, it’s twin screws turning fairly rapidly to maintain its station relative to the pier against the tide and wave action. Rust-streaked and just a bit shabby, the “Alice In Chains” had seen better days.

Motep was taken out to the “Alice” in a launch. Once aboard he was shackled to four long chains and then, at a signal from Redleg on the pier, tossed over the bow of the little ship. Each of the 4 officers pulled up on one chain and began a slow steady walk, 2 to each side, towards the stern.

Keelhauling is a brutal punishment. The condemned holds their breath as long as they can while being dragged along the bottom of the ship. The bottom of a ship is rarely clean and the barnacles and other parasites encrusting the keel act like razors as the condemned is scraped along the underside of the vessel. Survival was almost impossible and even those who did were usually mutilated. Motep was a bit luckier in that the metal hull of the “Alice” was not home to nearly as many barnacles and pests as were the old wooden hulls of the vessels when this punishment was invented. Nor was the “Alice” so large a vessel that he was doomed to drown. Motep was cut, torn and bleeding and the pain was like fire across the front of his body, but the officers were nearly finished their slow walk.

Unfortunately for Motep, though the hull was metal and clean enough to survive, the Alice had one thing those old-time rag wagons had lacked – twin screws churning at 900 rpms. Motep was very quickly reduced to chum and the officers quickly tossed the chains – and what little came up with them – back into the sea.

The committee stared at the dissipating red cloud at the stern of the trawler, and then turned to move away. Just as they began to do so, a Narwhal broached the water near the end of the pier and, with a fantastic leap, skewered MarcusBrutus straight through the heart. It hung there for a split second…

<> thought Redleg, puzzled.

…and fell back into the water. MarcusBrutus was dead before his body hit the pier.

It was a poor omen for the night to come.


OOC

The Butcher’s Bill to Date:

Attacked: Proletariat (N1), Sasaki Kojiro (N1), Redleg (N2), Moros (N3), theRTWGuru (N3)

Lynched: Kralizec (D2) [mafia don], Beirut (D3) [mafia made], pevergreen (D4), Lord Motep of Kendermore (D5)

Murdered: GeneralHankerchief (N1) [mafia luca], Stig (N2) [wise guy], AggonyDuck (N3) [wise guy], Major Robert Dump (N3) [mafia made], Caius Flaminius (N4), Sir Boo (N4), Sir Moody (N4), AndrestheCunning (N4)

Suicided: Ichigo, (D2) [townie], Tribesman (D2) [townie], Copperhaired Berzerker (N4), Banquo's Ghost (D5)

WoGged: MarcusBrutus (D5)


Tallies:


Director (Day 6 & 7) Selection:

Sasaki Kojiro = 11 (Crazed Rabbit, Dutch_Guy, Luigi VI di Fatlington, Moros, Orb, Pannonian, Pindar, Proletariat, Sasaki Kojiro, Sigurd Fafnesbane, The Stranger)

Redleg = 6 (CountArach, Cowhead418, Ironside, Ituralde, Redleg, Xiahou)

Banquo’s Ghost = 2 (JimBob, Omanes Alexandropalites the Idiot)

Omanes Alexandropalites the Idiot = 2 (HughTower, Kagemusha)

ByzantineKnight = 1 (ByzantineKinght)

Kommodus = 1 (Kommodus)

No Selection = 20 (Alexander the Pretty Good, Banquo’s Ghost, Big King Sanctaphrax, Destroyer of Hope, Doc_Bean, Drisos, Hepcat, Ignoramus, MarcusBrutus, Masy, Lord Motep of Kendermore, Papewaio, Peasant Phill, Reenk Roink, theRTWGuru, Tom_Hagen, Ultrawar, Warluster, Xdeathfire, Zalmoxis)


Lynching Votes:

Lord Motep of Kendermore = 10 (Big King Sanctaphrax, Crazed Rabbit, Doc_Bean, Dutch_Guy, Luigi VI di Fatlington, Moros, Omanes Alexandropalites the Idiot, Pannonian, Saskai Kojiro, The Stranger)
The Stranger = 6 (Ituralde, Kagemusha, Orb, Pindar, Proletariat, Sigurd Fafnesbane)

Sasaki Kojiro = 5 (ByzantineKinght, CountArach, Ultrawar, Warluster, Xiahou)

Abstain = 2 (Cowhead418, Ironside)

Moros = 1 (JimBob)

Pannonian = 1 (Kommodus)

No Vote = 18 (Alexander the Pretty Good, Banquo’s Ghost, Destroyer of Hope, Doc_Bean, Drisos, Hepcat, Ignoramus, MarcusBrutus, Masy, Lord Motep of Kendermore, Papewaio, Peasant Phill, Redleg [director], Reenk Roink, theRTWGuru, Tom_Hagen, Xdeathfire, Zalmoxis)


Night Five Begins. PM's due by 1400 EST 1/27/7. Warning: weekend schedules are not my own. I will try to keep to our 24 hour cycle as best I can but....family trumps gaming.

[Caius]

You didnt believed Motep.you must be ahsamed!

[Louis VI the Fat]

You didnt believed Motep.you must be ahsamed!

We didn't so much NOT believe Motep. We simply had no choice. Six thousand posts and page upon page of rubbish, nonsense and silly internal town strife immediately following last nights' murders prevented the town from constructive dialogue on whom to hang.


And I would rather not see that spectacle repeat itself :

You have investigated Redleg... Haven't you?

Pevergreen, I don't think I'm very popular with you right now. But I must pay you a compliment. You very nearly did get your exposer lynched the very next day. Something which most mobsters can only dream of. Well done.

Edit: one of your exposers. I'll give you your due credit, The Stranger.

[The Stranger]

And who is his exposer...?

Allright... You have it your way... I stop posting unconstructive posts...

Just this last to announce that :P

[pevergreen]

Good work Luigi, you fooled me.
Sasaki bluffs his way out. Nicely Done.

The Stranger...would be nice to see you dead, just because you've been after me.

But the thing that screws me over, is that if Sasaki isnt pro-mafia, then why is he listed as it in my role pm?

Could it be an attempt by seamus to balance the game? But the townies band together! Its hard enough for the mafia already.

Im not making any of it up, but i doubt any of you believe me.

I also believe that Seamus should change the rules, so the dead cant post.

And TS gets banned from posting

Anyway, if i was making this up against Sasaki, why would i put him in contact with my made?

None of this make sense. I demand an explanation when/if Sasaki dies Seamus!

[Alexander the Pretty Good]

lol Act of God.

The Jersey Shore's seen worse.

[ByzantineKnight]

Sasaki, is there a way to raise PM limit without changing User Group?

I'd kinda like a larger PM box, lol.

[Major Robert Dump]

So one of two things have happened:

The 4th member of the Corleone family has fooled the rest of the town into thinking he is a rogue detective

or


My Don puts me in contact with the 4th member of our family, with whom I open a direct line of communication discussing my investigations and my concern for my Don's excessive posting habits and my contacts with townies who I am trying to screw over on protection groups. And the 4th member turns out to be a freakin cop.

Either way, its rich. Very rich.

-I have no relevant PMs to post for either argument because I deleted most of them as they came and just made little notes on paper in order to keep my box clear. I had no reason not to trust people on my "team," a mistake I made in my last mafia game where the entire town got blown up. I will learn from this mistake.

-I will not make my investigations public or speculate on peoples guilt/innocence simply because I think its in poor taste since I'm eliminated, and some people (including some who were eliminated) have engaged in excessive, pointless spamming of the thread, which makes it difficult to read and turns off new players and mature players. Grow up, people.

[The Stranger]

You have investigated Redleg... Haven't you?