vote: Askthepizzaguy
Unvote: landlubber, Vote: thefluffyone We had a system going, man!
The late Emperor Peter von Kastilien the Tyrant, Lamm der Wahrheit.
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"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
Unvote: fluffy Vote: landlubber
I overcompensated; I didn't see Niklas had got it
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"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
As we have a tie vote, we are waiting on the Director's decision on what to do with them. Please do not send in night orders yet.
"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
Captain Blackadder, I think it is a given that the mob wants you to kill them both. Just in case you weren't aware.
Oh phooey....
I really wanted to muck up everyone's plans...
"They're just overloaded from the spamgasm."-Askthepizzaguy
"... Either your as destructive as the most depraved 4 channer or so devious that you can cause the most trouble while acting utterly oblivious as to make us think your too dumb to be doing this intentionally... and the scary thing is I cant help but think the latter."-Greyblades
"Thefluffyone is the greatest thing to happen to the .org since Beefy187."-Askthepizzaguy
"TheFluffyOne makes me feel moist."-Askthepizzaguy
Just how much am I allowed to do while dead? Can I offer my opinions on who to lynch, vig, and protect?
Please send your orders to GeneralHankerchief ONLY. Do not send them to issaikhaan.
"Drove back to town this morning with working on my mind
I thought of maybe quitting
thought of leaving it behind
went back to bed this morning
and as I'm pulling down the blind
the sky was dull and hypothetical
and falling one cloud at a time
That night in Toronto with its checkerboard floors
riding on horseback and keeping order restored
til the men they couldn't hang
stepped to the mic and sang
and their voices rang with that Aryan twang"
...Bobcaygeon
...Tragically Hip
8:19PM Saturday 5 November 1951
The Executive Meeting Room (Small Ballroom)
Fatlington Convention Center
Fatlington, New Jersey
It had been a very hectic Committee selection, most of it probably due to the fallout from the previous day's meeting. Askthepizzaguy, hamming it up for all the world to see, had essentially proclaimed his guilt and made references to odd things that reminded many Fatlings of the old Flash Gordon serials with a bit of mysticism thrown in. Somehow he had gotten his way out of a lynch due to some legal trickery, and exited the ballroom that evening with an air of supreme confidence.
The following day, he was as confident as ever. Clearly having made some telephone calls the night before, it seemed for a while that landlubber would be the target instead, but a late surge in voting had actually tied the two up. Pizza, for his part, was starting to look around nervously. They were cutting things close, time was running out, he adjusted his tie...
"Fermanagh," Director Blackadder called out to the police commissioner, "If you wouldn't mind escorting Pizza, landlubber, and myself down to Club 30 in your car. The closed-circuit cameras are still set up, yes?
"I believe they are," the Commissioner replied. Blackadder nodded and grabbed both "candidates" by the wrist. Exhibiting surprisingly strong grip, Blackadder summarily dragged the two out of the room, out of the Convention Center, out on the street, and into Fermanagh's cop car where they all drove off and left the rest of the Committee with nothing to do but wait.
"He's never going to do it," one member said, breaking the silence. "Pizza's lawyer is probably already enjoying a drink at the Club anyway."
"Yeah," somebody else replied. "Besides, Blackadder's in bed with landlubber anyway. After all this, he'll probably just get his fellow scumbuddy off and the two will have a big laugh at our expense." Needless to say, the mood in the ballroom was glum.
Interlude -- The Streets of Fatlington
Both perps sitting in the back seat of Fermanagh's cruiser were nervous, although they showed it in certain ways. Pizza had mostly clamped down on the hamminess, instead visibly starting to sweat and glancing around for another car every two seconds or so. Clearly he had not given up on a last-second pardon. lubber, on the other hand, had put on a facade of acceptance, trying to make small talk with the other people in the car to no avail. However, in a moment of silence, he pounded his fist on the window in frustration at his predicament.
The Director, for his part, was changing into what appeared to be a World War I-era British officer's uniform. Certainly not typical Club 30 fare, but after all, he was Director. Reenk would have to let it pass. Besides, his business inside the establishment would not take long.
8:40PM -- The Executive Meeting Room
Back at the Convention Center, the closed-circuit televisions had all been set up and the Committee members gathered around to watch what was currently a normal night in the Club. There was a view of the bar, where Reenk was serving his customarily-stylish drinks, another one of the dance floor, where there was *not* a masquerade going on this time, another one of oddly enough the bathroom where, had the televisions been of futuristic quality, one may have seen the hint of old bloodstains.
The Committee members watching the television that gave them a view of the club's entrance shouted over at everybody else; three new figures had walked in and were heading over to the bar. It was very obvious that the three were Blackadder, still dragging Pizzaguy and landlubber behind him. Oddly enough, at that moment a very strange tune began playing through the television's speakers.
They all watched as Blackadder took a seat at one of the stools, smartly propping up his two perps in the stools alongside his. Reenk, tending bar, came over to them, looked at all three of them quizzically, and then just shrugged. What could you do, honestly?
"One ale and two specials, please," the Director said, and everybody on the Committee waited. landlubber was staring off vacantly into space, looking vaguely angry about his entire situation. Askthepizzaguy was still looking around the club, hoping to find a certain person he knew dancing.
"One ale and two specials," said Reenk, back with the drinks. "You'll be quick about it?" The Director nodded. "Good. It's Ladies' Night here at the club and... well... to be frank you're scaring them away."
Blackadder nodded, pushing the 'specials' in reaching range of Pizza and lubber, who looked as if the very last thing they wanted to do in the world right now was take a drink of what was inside. "Don't worry," said the Director, "it's simply a very strong drink. You'll want the edge off, trust me."
That was good enough for lubber. He finished his in one large gulp and felt woozy instantly. Right before he passed out for good, he heard the Director's voice, coming from far away now and yet still coming through clearly:
"Lubber you fool, your brain is like the four-headed man-eating haddock-fish-beast of Aberdeen."
"In what way?" lubber managed to mumble.
"It doesn't exist." Back at the Convention Center, everybody watching swore they heard a laugh track as lubber slumped to the ground.
Next up was Pizza. "Jig's up, mate," everyone at the Convention center heard Blackadder saying through the television. "Nobody's coming to save you. So why don't you just finish it now instead of dragging it out?" Pizza, defeated, looked around for one final time...
...and then on one of the other televisions somebody gave a shout. A familiar-looking man waving around a piece of paper had just entered Club 30. Everybody groaned. They all knew what happened next.
OOC:
Orders for Night 8 are due no later than:
Please send your orders to GeneralHankerchief ONLY. Do not send them to issaikhaan.
Lynch vote tally:
Askthepizzaguy: 18 (Cahoma, Riedquat, Phill, shlin, edse, Double A, Andres, Erebus, Kennigit, Frozen, ATPG, Craterus, Clitsome, Renata, DiY, Winston, Backwards, Niklas)
landlubber: 18 (God Emperor, gibson, sturmhauke, Seon, Ironside, Neri, GamezRule, LazyMcCrow, guiri, Ibn-Khaldun, autolycus, Sasaki, SisterCoyote, Believer, gnarleycharlie, Johhog, hero, fluffy)
Riedquat: 8 (lubber, CR, Scienter, White_eyes, Diana, woad, DaveShack, Yaro)
sturmhauke: 4 (Sigurd, Chaotix, OTLD, Jarema)
Present: 1 (Zim*)
*post not bolded
Last edited by GeneralHankerchief; 10-13-2011 at 02:09.
"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
Additionally, those of you submitting investigations, please tell me what level of investigation you are on. Thanks.![]()
"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
But why did Pizza get himself lynched? I get the feeling his last post wasn't reverse psychology. There's something deeper to this.
Vitiate Man.
History repeats the old conceits
The glib replies, the same defeats
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Disregard current writeup, there's been an error.
"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
:Then he lives.![]()
Vitiate Man.
History repeats the old conceits
The glib replies, the same defeats
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Aw, dang. We were going so well, too.
EDIT: Although considering all the references in the write-up to ATPG thinking he'd get off, it looks like our hosts had the lawyer thing covered. So I wonder what it could be?
EDIT2: ...or maybe not
Last edited by Ishmael; 10-13-2011 at 02:11.
Writeup has been altered.
"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
Let's take a look at all those who argued strongly against the existence of a Mafia Lawyer.
Vitiate Man.
History repeats the old conceits
The glib replies, the same defeats
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
I can't believe you guys fell for it again.![]()
Lubber you fool, your brain is like the four-headed man-eating haddock-fish-beast of Aberdeen.![]()
it's the **** that happens while you're waiting for moments that never come
Blackadder's request, don't lynch me.![]()
"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
Askthepalpatine- 2
Barzini- 0
Town- 0
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
How about them Tataglia?
Just remember guys: Pizza himself is powerless. He isn't a made; he's just a wiseguy with a lot of information and a loyal following. He organizes, and by now the Mafia are organized to the point that his loss wouldn't hurt them. You need to take out Mades: kill the body and the head becomes irrelevant.
Last edited by Montmorency; 10-13-2011 at 07:04.
Vitiate Man.
History repeats the old conceits
The glib replies, the same defeats
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Well, they're not doing so hot at the moment. Could be because Master Necromanver was their Don, Drunk Clown was their Luca, and Jolt was their Made.
The first one never showed up, the second one gave his own team the bird and was active elsewhere on the org, but refused to help his team, and then Jolt had really no reason to bother playing, and then someone picked him off before I could recruit him into a viable family. And I'm not being coy, his death was not ordered by me. The Corleone do their own thing now.
OOC:
The tale of the Tataglia is a tragic one. And it's one of the things that still bothers me about the game. I had hoped I could have given Jolt a chance at victory but I wasn't told who he was until last night, and he was hit. One of the most unfair things that will happen to a Made Gangster.
Beating a mafia family is fine, but a guy who was essentially partnerless all game, not as sporting.
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Another notice: All non-scum wiseguys should form exclusive vig groups. Do not dilute your strength through participation in townie vig efforts.
Vitiate Man.
History repeats the old conceits
The glib replies, the same defeats
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Due to lack of N7 information until now, I requested an extension.
I will send out suggestions for default actions for N8- please disregard these orders as soon as an extension is granted.
They will be functional and boring, but better than no viable group actions tonight. I'd still prefer to go with post-extension orders instead, but these will prevent folks from having nothing to do if no extension is granted.
From what I understand it's a horrible night for everyone, not just these groups, so hopefully it balances out.
Edit: Also I didn't include everyone I wanted to include. I'm under time pressure and have to sleep and stuff.
Last edited by Askthepizzaguy; 10-13-2011 at 11:07.
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
i agree. i never even got my n7 info.
ah wait i just did.
We do not sow.
Okay, due to the large amounts of difficulties we've had with the previous night's feedback PMs, I'm forced to extend the round until we get these in order. The new timer is as follows:
If you are waiting on a PM, please tell me exactly what you are expecting and anything else that may be of help to us.
We apologize for the delays and thank you for your continued patience. The game should progress a lot smoother after this night phase is ended.
"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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