Vote: Diamondeye
Vote: Diamondeye
WHAT'S WRONG WITH A BIT OF PEACE AND SILENCE???!!!!! HUH!!!! HUH!!!!
WE'RE HERE TO ENJOY REST, THE SONG OF THE BIRDS, THE WIND BLOWING THROUGH THE LEAVES!!! BY DEFINITION, WE'RE ALL MISANTHROPES, SO WHY DO YOU WANT TO HEAR A HUMAN VOICE!!! WE'RE HERE EXACTLY BECAUSE WE DON'T WANT TO HEAR VOICES!
I'M HERE TO ENJOY NATURE, REST, PEACE!!!!! WHY DO YOU WANT TO RUIN IT!!! WHY DO YOU HATE THE ENVIRONMENT????? GO BACK TO YOUR STINKING NOISY CITY AND LEAVE REAL MEN IN PEACE, YOU FAKE WANNABE HIPPY!!!!
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Last edited by Andres; 05-13-2011 at 08:27.
Andres is our Lord and Master and could strike us down with thunderbolts or beer cans at any time. ~Askthepizzaguy
Ja mata, TosaInu
Vote : Chaotix
He talks too much![]()
Andres is our Lord and Master and could strike us down with thunderbolts or beer cans at any time. ~Askthepizzaguy
Ja mata, TosaInu
Vote:Chaotix
Unvote, Vote: Diamondeye
Seems like a no-brainer to me.
Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer: The Gameroom
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 3
As was probably to be expected, the trapped campers still had not yet come together three days in. Nobody could blame them, of course - it takes a certain type of individually-inclined personality to choose a road life after all. In their world, self-sufficiency meant survival. You had to learn to not depend on anybody, since the possibilities were great that they wouldn't be there for you the next day.
However, now, things had changed. For once, self-sufficiency would get them nowhere, as only banding together and working as a cohesive group would get them to survive. As of Day 3, though, the campers showed no real signs of knowing that lesson. Voting was all over the place, with a full nine campers receiving at least one vote. The two leading candidates at the end of the day, Diamondeye and Chaotix, receiving a minuscule three votes each. Such close totals, where there was no clear favorite, only served to put everyone else on edge. When only two votes separated you from oblivion, you weren't in a good place.
Even during the runoff round, the campers were still bitterly divided, with votes flying in seemingly equal numbers in both directions. Diamondeye always seemed to be consistently ahead, and he began eying the largest log in the fire with some sweat. However, Chaotix always seemed to pull even with him, causing them both to sweat excessively. At the end of the day, though, the totals came back: Diamondeye by two. Chaotix would live to see another day.
Diamondeye started slowly, unconsciously, edging away from the log that would be his fate. Zack's mistake had been to focus on the wielder of the log, not the log itself. Diamondeye would not be taken by surprise, he would meet his death in the face and be prepared for -
He crumpled to the ground in a heap. This time, they had used the second largest log in the fire.
Day 3a tally:
Diamondeye: 7 (khaan, B_Ray, Csargo, Reenk, TheLastDays, Andres, Chaotix)
Chaotix: 5 (ATPG, JHT, Visorslash, Scienter, Diamondeye)
Not voting: 1 (God Emperor)
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Still alive: 12
Yaseikhaan
Visorslash
Reenk Roink
B_Ray
robbiecon
Csargo
Andres
johnhughthom
Scienter
Askthepizzaguy
TheLastDays
Chaotix
Killed:
Renata
robbiecon
Executed:
Who am i?
Zack
Diamondeye
It is now Night 3. This phase will last for 23 hours and 45 minutes.
"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
NOOOOOOOO Diamondeye! My scum partner of scum partners! The only one with diamonds as big as.... well, nearly as big as..... errr, in fact.... vastly smaller than mine!
Tonight is just not your night, buddy!![]()
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Indeed, it isn't! Perhaps I should give my upcoming large some attention now that my desk is cleaned out!
Also, this game is just fluke-y for lynching me but you have to admit that my move in a certain other game proves that my diamonds are, in fact, not vastly smaller than yours![]()
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 3
Reenk Roink didn't have any idea of what people did when they went back to their tents for the night. Nor did he have any inkling to find out. A true loner, Reenk didn't really need social company in order to provide satisfaction or fulfillment for him. Instead of clothes, Reenk filled his suitcases mostly with personal effects that defined him: Philosophy books, rare alternate versions of early Pearl Jam CDs, and his prized possession: a portable antenna TV that somehow still worked despite the switchover to digital a few years ago.
You see, even though Reenk had taken to the life of the road, mostly to get away from people, he found out that he couldn't quite get away from hockey and his beloved Detroit Red Wings. So whenever time allowed, he'd find a good lonely spot, turn on his TV, and try to catch the Red Wings game. This was a lot easier to do nowadays, since the Wings were in the playoffs and a lot more games were nationally televised. Who needed people and flaming logs and escaped killers when you had Datsyuk and Zetterberg? Yes, he might very well die soon, but the Wings were well on their way to their 5th Stanley Cup of the modern era, and Nicklas Lidstrom would be sent out as a champion.
However, it was not to be. Last night had been Game 7 of the Western Semifinals, and the Wings had finally been eliminated by the San Jose Sharks thanks to a late goal by Patrick Marleau which more or less iced things. Reenk had screamed out in anguish and fury when this happened, alerting the entire campground and sending them running. They had all thought that this was a kill, but in actuality the kill at that point had already happened. Everybody walked away grumbling about the false alarm, with, once again, no one understanding Reenk Roink.
With no more Red Wings hockey to watch, Reenk turned to... Tampa Bay Lightning hockey. His second team was doing well enough, having taken down the Pittsburgh Penguins and then the Washington Capitals in back-to-back rounds, and now they were facing the hated Boston Bruins, the scourge of professional hockey for longer than anyone could remember. Perhaps there was hope in the world after all, since the Lightning jumped out to a quick 2-0 lead in the first period, and Boston looked simply overmatched. Tampa was threatening again though, and soon enough -
"GOOOOOOOAAAAAALLLLLLLLL!!!!" Teddy Purcell had scored for the Lightning, making it 3-0 in the first, a nearly insurmountable score. Reenk was thoroughly engrossed, his eyes glued to the TV, his thoughts far away from the campground. He was so entranced by his TV and the hockey game that he didn't even notice a shadowy figure sneaking up behind him, knife out, until he collapsed to the ground, his throat slit. As Reenk lie on the ground bleeding out and breathing his last breaths, a Boston player scored, making it 3-1.
The next day, all of the campers groaned when they did another head count and found yet another one of their number missing. It was back to the work and the fear and the voting. Would this be the day where they finally banded together and credibly dealt with the threat? Only time would tell.
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Still alive: 11
Yaseikhaan
Visorslash
B_Ray
robbiecon
Csargo
Andres
johnhughthom
Scienter
Askthepizzaguy
TheLastDays
Chaotix
Killed:
Renata
robbiecon
Reenk Roink
Executed:
Who am i?
Zack
Diamondeye
It is now Day 4. This phase will last 23 hours and 30 minutes.
"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: Scienter
Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer: The Gameroom
Looks like I should have gotten my hands on a car so I could DRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVVVVVVE out of here...
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Good luck town, Mafia suck. At least Zack and DE died so I am satisfied.
Me and Zack were innocent like lambs Reenk! But it's still a crime to murder the Reenkster.
If God is great, and if God is good, why can't he change the hearts of men?"
-Tom Waits, "The Road to Peace"
Vote: Chaotix
I must insist you die.
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Ok, ATPG, I tried to convince myself it was nothing before, but now I am sure of it.
Your playing is off. Sure, you're joking around and all that, but you never decide to just throw a game and vote for whoever you like.
You always vote for who you believe the mafia is.
And today, you are not doing that. Because you know I am not mafia. So that leaves only one option.
Unvote, Vote: Askthepizzaguy
This camp isn't big enough for the two of us.
Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer: The Gameroom
Helping my scum partner ATPG; Vote: Chaotix.
* I will then later on stab my budy ATPG in the back by lynching him*
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
Well, then vote: God Emperor
Okay, due to low voting activity I'm going to extend the round by 24 hours. Let's just chalk this one up to it being the weekend.
"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
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