Could you post a timer? It is easier to understand when day/night endsOriginally Posted by Visorslash
Re: A History of Violence [Sign-ups]
Could you post a timer? It is easier to understand when day/night ends
Re: A History of Violence [Sign-ups]
Ha!
Re: A History of Violence [Sign-ups]
Sorry, I thought it still was sign-ups.
Re: A History of Violence [Sign-ups]
Enough of this waiting...let's fight!
Re: A History of Violence [In Play]
At the end of the day, the mob had decided that Montmorency and LazyMcCrow were both suspects in the attempted murder case. The mob’s feelings had been riled up by the hate speeches against the vets, and they were baying for blood. As the day drew to a close, they began to force the two suspects into the town square, and formed a circle around them. They looked at each other briefly, unaware of what was to unfold.
The sheriff and his deputies walked in six weapons, three deputies went to Lazy and 3 more recruited form the civilian populace, looking extremely nervous and shaken, walked to Montmorency.
“Choose your weapon. This is a fight to the death. Good luck and may God have mercy on your soul”, the sheriff drawled.
Another quick glance shared between the two victims. The crowd began to chant and scream for blood and violence. Monty closed his eyes and swallowed, he did not want to do this at all and the feeling in his stomach was tearing at him inside. This was wrong, so wrong. But he eventually felt the axe, and hefted it. Lazy was in a similar situation, he had no idea why he was being made to do this; he was too young, only 22. He didn’t want to kill a man, and he didn’t want to be killed. He grabbed the flaming log, simply because it was the first thing that drew his attention.
The two faced each other, weapons in hand. The sheriff smiled, the town was in for a show tonight. Monty made the first move; he approached Lazy with feint and swung a heavy swipe with the axe against the log. Lazy was still in shock from the whole idea of the fight; he just pushed the log in the way as it cracked loudly as the axe struck it. The crowd roared and Monty pulled his axe out and Lazy with it stumbling. He circled again and Lazy turned his log into a hot poker, stabbing it at Monty, forcing him back. Monty grimaced as the flames burned his skin as he was slow to withdraw.
Lazy kept on the attack, forcing Monty back into the crowd as they pushed him back and Lazy scored a heavy blow on his shoulder, causing him to drop his axe. Lazy prepared to shatter Monty with the log but his swing contacted only with air as Monty rolled away from the blow, and rushed up to tackle Lazy to the ground. A fist smashed into his face, knocking a tooth out, and a knee to the gut winded him. He struck him again, but this time Lazy caught the hand and bit one of the fingers. Monty roared in pain as Lazy’s teeth broke open the flesh. Lazy felt sick but he kept on biting. Monty launched a knee to the groin, but it missed and Lazy let go of his finger, the momentum throwing Monty to the ground. Staring at his finger, he didn’t see the log connect with his face.
Monty went down, Lazy stood there shaking, the log falling to the ground. He turned around and looked at the crowd, who were cheering. Lazy threw up on the ground and started shaking, he couldn’t believe what had just happened. But it wasn’t over yet. Monty began to crawl to his feet, completely out of his senses. Lazy turned around and saw him, screaming like a frightened child he picked the log and hit him in the arm. Monty kept coming, slowly as another blow smashed into his left leg. Tears began to flow down Lazy’s eyes as he swung again and again at Monty’s body until he stopped crawling and blood started to fly over Lazy.
The Sheriff stepped in. “Show’s over folks, we’ll clean this up.” He said with a small grin on his face. One of the deputies grabbed Lazy and dragged him into police car to take him to the hospital.
“Enjoy that boys? Well, you’ll see plenty of it. Don’t be scared now.” The Sheriff laughed and dismissed the civilian deputies to get rid of the crowd.---------------------------------------------
Monty has been lynched.
Begin Night one. It ends in 13 hours and 10 minutes from now.
Alive: 16/17
1. SalmonSoil
2. LazyMcCrow
3. Riedquat
4. Arjos
6. Atheotes
7. Nightbringer
8. Jarrema
9. DaveShack
10. Tuuvi
11. Kagemusha
12. Askthepizzaguy
13. White_Eyes:D
14. Splitpersonality
15. Lewwyn
16. BSmith
17. Seon
Dead: 1
5. Monty, lynched day one.
Last edited by Visor; 03-17-2012 at 10:26.
Re: A History of Violence [In Play]
Oh. My. God.
Lazy is a killer, he killed Monty!
quick, lynch him!
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Re: A History of Violence [In Play]
Night 1
Lewwyn made his way back from the duel, quite heavily intoxicated; free beer is something you don’t get every day. He stumbled to his house unaware of his surroundings or his imminent demise. He started singing to himself loudly, in his mind it was beautiful, in reality a garbled mess. Fumbling around his pocket he found his key, but before he could open the door his world collapsed as he felt a sharp pain crash into the back of his head.
Lewwyn woke amid waves of pain and nausea, he realised he couldn’t see and his hands went to remove the blindfold but they were tied down. Lewwyn started to feel very scared and began to thrash about but it was no use, he couldn’t move an inch. He began to whimper quietly as he heard a chair creak.
“Think it’d be fun to kill us off did you? Think its fun watching two men fight each other for no reason? Is it funny to you, Lewwyn? Because it isn’t to us. None of the vets find it funny. You know what it’s like to lose a friend? To see his chest explode before you? To see his legs blown up with mines and to see the life trickle out of their eyes? That’s not funny. It hurts. And so will this, it’s time you learnt a lesson.”
The terror of the situation had turned Lewwyn stone cold sober. A rustling was heard, one that was familiar to Lewwyn, it was the unwrapping of paper boxes. His was confused, what was he going to do with that? The answer came quickly when he felt a sharp pain on his big toe on his right foot. He gasped as laughter began to erupt around the room.
“This is the second time I’ve had to do this. You learn what works after the first time.”
HE continued once on each of his toes, Lewwyn grimacing against each one. Finally a break… until he did it again very fast, Lewwyn screaming in pain. He crept toe to toe, delivering paper cuts to his toes, which were already cut open, digging into the flesh, pulsating blood out. Lewwyn screamed extremely loudly, which was useless, as the room was soundproofed. Another break, and then he heard the sound of a drill powering up. Lewwyn, to his credit had held this far, but he began to blubber and weep uncontrollably by this point. The drill entered slowly into his big toe, Lewwyn fainting in pain.
The work continued as Lewwyn began to dream. He remembered his girlfriend at the other side of town, remembered the scent she used, he imagined it around her like a coat, which turned into blood and exploded as he woke with a shock at the smelling salts in front of him, or at least he assumed they were. He could no longer feel his feet. He didn’t want to think whether that was because they were numb or whether they were even there. He just wanted this over with.
The man started again, with paper, this time on his fingertips, the familiar routine followed but this time Lewwyn just started to laugh. And why not? It was closer to being over, his hell would end soon. The laughter turned to screams as the paper cut into the flesh, deeper this time, ever deeper until Lewwyn’s voice broke. Then he finally brought it up to his neck and sawed away at it, leaving a small cut that leaked blood. Using his finer he widened it and placed a small piece of metal in there to keep it open and bleeding. Suddenly the blindfold was lifted, and Lewwyn saw hell, and saw the carnage created.
He heard a door slam shut, its finality resonated with Lewwyn. It was a long time before he finally died.
Last edited by Visor; 03-16-2012 at 12:37.
Re: A History of Violence [Sign-ups]
Here it is, LazyMcCrow.
After this, I'm going to bed because I have to be at work, on my day off, at 11am. After being at work today on my other day off.
Interesting point- Lazy had been the alternative on the first round, where they were tied. He edged out in a duel and hasn't died since.
A bit odd that he was never resolved by lynch or murder after that tie. I completely spaced that.
Hmm.
Why vote W_E when you seem to want to watch a duel, and just posted that the tally was tied without said vote?
Fair enough.
It should be evident that nobody takes Monty's wackiness very seriously, so if Lazy is scum, this is pretense disguised as townie reaction.
Great, Pizzaguy. The question is, is it pretense or is it townie reaction? Good job. Have a medal, you analytical whiz kid.
Good point.
Note to self: Lazy is reading the writeups closely. I admit that besides the paper cut one, I haven't actually gone back to read Visor's updates because they were done too long after the fact.
This is perhaps the post which sent me off the deep end regarding Lazy. This, unlike most of the other posts I've analyzed from Lazy (or Dave, or anyone else for that matter) is the one post of the game which reads horrendously scummy all by itself. In the blistering red category.
This was obviously slapped together with no serious analysis being attempted. Coupled with the previous post, it just chokes of fakeness.
Well, that theory is provably wrong due to the fact that Dave and I are both still alive.
Where is the serious attempt to find my mafia partner if I'm mafia? Who is my scum buddy? I want to know.
I just don't get a whole lot of serious analysis by Lazy, even though he's posting up a storm.
"Thanks for doing the work for me" post.
This post is jarring in its strangeness.
Lazy, I haven't been in oodles of games with you, even though we've worked together closely, you're still a strange cat dude.
It feels like you're waiting for me to win the game for you, which is bad townie play, or hoping I'll make a bad case on a townie and win the game for you as mafia, which is good mafia play. I don't like this post.
Snuggles Daveshack, and bounces suspicion back onto Salmon, who seems pretty damned townie to me now.
Salmon and Jarema as scum is a theory I think we can reject as totally false, and Dave and Pizza is also false due to the game continuing.
This is a problem because these are the only two theories Lazy has explored, which means he's at best a sloppy townie who isn't leading us to victory, but since he's never struck me as a bad player, that paints the conspicuous absence of the real deal on his list of the "only" options remaining.
If you're a townie you can at least list all the remaining possibilities and be correct that one of them is true. Lazy's uncharacteristically well... lazy analysis seems to be deliberately omitting the truth from the list of possibilities. That's not good.
Lazy has now won two duels, meaning he's survived two attempts by the town to rid him of the game.
This post is really the cream of the bad crop. This post contains defeatism, which I absolutely despise, followed by a hollow attempt to turn my own words at me. He doesn't even explain how I've been a bad teammate, just says that I am when I accuse others of it.
Maybe it wasn't very diplomatic of me to state my feelings for the record, but Lazy is jumping on it in a way that does not feel natural. That plus the wrong suspicions he's posted plus his two lynch survivals....
I took Dave and Lazy off my top list of suspects, and put Salmon and Jarema there. But as the game develops we learn new things and read things with a better perspective with the most possible knowledge.
Jarema's play strikes me, but Lazy is actually right up there with Jarema, or worse. I can't agree with my earlier assessment of him as probably townie.
I don't know if he's being a bad townie or a good mafioso, but I'm finding it distressing that he's still alive and that he's putting forward what he has been putting forward as his suspicions.
Conclusions:
- Lazy or Jarema, the events of tonight might help me assess a lean on which is worse. Maybe.
- Dave is less suspicious than the other two, and if Dave is mafia, we are completely boned because it's me and Lazy and Jarema as townies and we all pretty much find dave innocent and each other to be scum. Plus I'm still alive and that means I'm the default lynch for tomorrow.
Lazy if you're townie, you honestly do need to get a grip on yourself. You're acting way worse than you usually do and I can't explain why without going to the possibility of your scummitude.
What is your explanation for all this bad behavior?
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Re: A History of Violence [In Play]
Your analysis of me had better be good, because my main criticism of you is that your analysis so far has been LazyMcSuckage.
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Re: A History of Violence [Sign-ups]
The unfortunate and correct answer in this case is: That I am not a very helpful, incisive or perceptive townie
As you can judge quite easily by my sloppy analysis of your good self.
Posts 1 - 4:
Joking. Singles out Kage as target. 'Pre-emptive' vote on Monty
Jocular mood. praises Kages sexiness. Complains about papercuts
Refers to other sites in which he is also not contributing very well to justify absence and 'super-business'
Post 119: Admits to being mafia
I don't even lurk as townie. And I've tried a couple times. It's far too lame, I can't sustain it.
Jokes about being a meta-gamer
Post 127
Throws an accusation at his scum-buddy SalmonSoil after which they flirt outrageously:
'Member thankful for this post: Askthepizzaguy ' etc.
Claims Sheriff (albeit - of 'Shagtown')
Points out how Monty sounds mental. Becomes more active as the herd thins Then gets super-townie. Suspicions of pizza start getting flung up in the air
Spends the next 10 or so posts liberally sprinkling wine over everyones prom dresses, before bemoaning the fact that eveyone will probably jump on him in the morning - he KNOWS HE WILL BE ALIVE.
Goes into super-townie mode.
The present.
So - just to be clear: Kill me tonight or I will vote for you tomorrow.
Re: A History of Violence [Sign-ups]
Well, if I was gonna be murdered, it would have happened by now, wouldn't it? Obviously someone likes me for the lynch, which is why I find the folks who have tested the waters regarding my lynch and then pulled back when it didn't seem likely to happen, the most likely candidates for scum at the moment. Because that would indicate that your plan is to get me lynched, but if you can't do it, you can always save me for the next round and try someone else on for size.
Which means it's not real suspicion, is it? But suspicion that is convenient and also dependent on the likelihood of me being lynched.
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Re: A History of Violence [Sign-ups]
You're the boss.
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
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