Please?
Voting closed.
"I'm going to die anyway, and therefore have nothing more to do except deliberately annoy Lemur." -Orb, in the chat
"Lemur. Even if he's innocent, he's a pain; so kill him." -Ignoramus
"I'm going to need to collect all of the rants about the guilty lemur, and put them in a pretty box with ponies and pink bows. Then I'm going to sprinkle sparkly magic dust on the box, and kiss it." -Lemur
Mafia: Promoting peace and love since June 2006
Clinton, Iowa
Day 2
The voting continued. There was still no attempt to build some sort of facet of a society amongst the campers. There was still too much distrust. More importantly, there was still too much denial about their situation. They were all hoping that this threat would simply go away. Naturally, it wouldn't - Renata's death spoke to that. And soon they were all running low on food and fuel for the fire, and the voting got even testier as a result.
The target for today was Zack, who appropriately enough was probably the most in denial about their situation. He more so than anyone else was cracking jokes, repeatedly saying how he was one of the killers and how every event that they had experienced simply confirmed his status. The campers, already on edge and not really used to dealing with this sort of thing in their everyday lives, were only too happy to oblige him.
It was only now, in the end, did Zack realize exactly what was going to happen to him as the votes started piling on. He quickly changed his tone, saying that voting for him was "the easy way out", but it was far too little, too late. And as the sun set Zack had the clear majority of votes, as two days in it seemed as if the campers' main strategy was to isolate those who didn't quite fit in or go with the group. And so everyone gathered awkwardly around the fire, as Zack, sweating bullets but resigned to his fate, was staring straight at the man who had executed Who am i? the previous day.
"So, what's it going to be?" he asked, trying to keep his voice from shaking. "You got the last guy by surprise, but this time I know what's -"
Zack never saw it coming, as the second strongest of the campers was the one who wielded the flaming log this time. Everyone shook their heads and immediately went back to their own little worlds for the night, each of them regretting more and more the choices they had made in life that had brought them to this point.
Day 2 tally:
Zack: 5 (Csargo, Reenk, B_Ray, God Emperor, TheLastDays)
Reenk Roink: 2 (Zack, Diamondeye)
Askthepizzaguy: 1 (Chaotix)
Visorslash: 1 (Visorslash)
Andres: 1 (Scienter)
Chaotix: 1 (ATPG)
Scienter: 1 (Andres)
B_Ray: 1 (khaan)
TheLastDays: 1 (JHT)
Not voting: 1 (robbiecon)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Still alive: 14
Yaseikhaan
Visorslash
Reenk Roink
B_Ray
robbiecon
Csargo
Diamondeye
Andres
johnhughthom
Scienter
God Emperor
Askthepizzaguy
TheLastDays
Chaotix
Killed:
Renata
Executed:
Who am i?
Zack
It is now Night 2. This phase will last until 21:00 GMT -4 (US Eastern time).
"I'm going to die anyway, and therefore have nothing more to do except deliberately annoy Lemur." -Orb, in the chat
"Lemur. Even if he's innocent, he's a pain; so kill him." -Ignoramus
"I'm going to need to collect all of the rants about the guilty lemur, and put them in a pretty box with ponies and pink bows. Then I'm going to sprinkle sparkly magic dust on the box, and kiss it." -Lemur
Mafia: Promoting peace and love since June 2006
boooooooooo bad townies
First rule of mafia = don't lynch Zack.
Don't blame me, I voted for Kodos.
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
It's all the pizzaman's fault.I'm not tipping, and not because I'm dead.
You were too close to being lynched day 1.
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
If you were scum, that's a risky place to have your vote when the going gets tight. That's not to say I'm 100% sure of your alignment, but looking at this vote (and then today's), I consider it pretty unlikely. Problem is, while I'm of course suspicious of the people who bandwagoned you today, the wagon was so massive that scum could just as well have been fishing around lodging irrelevant votes...
B Ray is the most suspicious at the moment in my opinion.
If God is great, and if God is good, why can't he change the hearts of men?"
-Tom Waits, "The Road to Peace"
Clinton, Iowa
Night 2
The campers were two full days in to their situation and the soggy conditions that had trapped them here showed no signs of abating. The one person with a radio had relayed to them all that locally, this flooding was the worst in the area since the summer of 2008. The Mississippi was still overflowing, and the only road leaving in or out of the campground was still a flooded, soggy, mess. And this meant that all of the like-minded people at the campground were still trapped there, at the mercy of the two interlopers in their midst and with no weapon to combat them save for their collective intelligences and trust.
They themselves had killed two of their own, collectively. Did they go two-for-two? Would this be the last of the bloodshed at the campground, and would the campers be able to wait for conditions to improve in peace? robbiecon, for one, doubted it. The odds of that happening, based off pure numbers, were two-in-seventeen immediately followed by one-or-two-in-fifteen, which equated to a percentage rate of... well... robbiecon was never much good at math. This was one of the reasons why he had taken to a life on the road. He had never really fit in with his school, with his hometown; he had worked several jobs though, and was good at them too, but the discipline required to stay on them and do the same thing, day in and day out, was never there.
A road life called to robbiecon, and he was eventually helpless to resist, taking to it only two years ago. He had learned quite a lot in those two years - the tricks of survival, how to stretch a limited budget until it was impossible to stretch further, and then stretch it some more, where the safe places are to stay - but this place would be the final test. Could he keep out of trouble and figure out who didn't quite belong?
This was all a lot to ponder. robbiecon needed to remain calm and and coherent. In order to do this he would need his sleep. A soft song played in his head, "Captain Jack" by Billy Joel, as he tried to drift off. robbiecon had no tent, he would sleep under the stars. It was a cloudy night, so not even the twinkle of the stars would help him.
It was 48 hours, give or take, since robbiecon had gotten a good, true rest. He was finally calm enough to put all of his nerves, all of his paranoia, behind him. He eventually drifted off into blissful oblivion, thoughts of where he had been in life and where he would end up, "Captain Jack" still playing in his head, when the criminal's rusty knife was plunged directly into his throat.
The next day, when doing a headcount, the campers soon realized that there would be another duty they had to attend to aside from voting, gathering wood, keeping the fire going, and scouring for food: burial duty. The murdered victims would be put in the ground. The condemned lynchees would be burned. Currently there were two bodies that had to be buried, with presumably more on the way. "Unless we get this right," one of the campers said, and everybody else agreed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Still alive: 13
Yaseikhaan
Visorslash
Reenk Roink
B_Ray
Csargo
Diamondeye
Andres
johnhughthom
Scienter
God Emperor
Askthepizzaguy
TheLastDays
Chaotix
Killed:
Renata
robbiecon
Executed:
Who am i?
Zack
It is now Day 3. This phase will last 24 hours.
"I'm going to die anyway, and therefore have nothing more to do except deliberately annoy Lemur." -Orb, in the chat
"Lemur. Even if he's innocent, he's a pain; so kill him." -Ignoramus
"I'm going to need to collect all of the rants about the guilty lemur, and put them in a pretty box with ponies and pink bows. Then I'm going to sprinkle sparkly magic dust on the box, and kiss it." -Lemur
Mafia: Promoting peace and love since June 2006
Vote: Askthepizzaguy
Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer: The Gameroom
Vote: Chaotix
I'll give my life, assuming I get yours in return. You're infested with scum and villainy.
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Hmmm...
vote: Scienter
Vote : TheLastDays
Andres is our Lord and Master and could strike us down with thunderbolts or beer cans at any time. ~Askthepizzaguy
Ja mata, TosaInu
Vote: B Ray obviously.
If God is great, and if God is good, why can't he change the hearts of men?"
-Tom Waits, "The Road to Peace"
Obvious scum is obvious.
Vote: Visorslash
Actually, I want to vote my scumbuddy off first. Help me, will you?
Unvote; Vote: Csargo
Unvote ; Vote : Visorslash
He basically confessed.
Andres is our Lord and Master and could strike us down with thunderbolts or beer cans at any time. ~Askthepizzaguy
Ja mata, TosaInu
Vote: Diamondeye
Vote: Chaotix , ATPG says you are evil![]()
In the game of chess you can never let your adversary see your pieces.
I have got a plan so cunning you could put a tail on it and call it a weasel
INTP
Vote: Diamondeye
False scum accusation- if you really think he is, vote for him, instead of trying to influence others to do your dirty work.
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
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