Pirate Ship Mafia II [Concluded]

[Makrell]

itd be night

only dead men walks at night

[El Barto]

Aye, but live men drink, and there be nobody else drinking here.

[GeneralHankerchief]

I be baffled by such a tally.

Whoops, my mistake.

[JoanK]

People are sleepin', methinks. Or killin' or stealin' or protectin' ther pile o' gold or ther mateys.

[Zack]

@GeneralHankerchief

If there is a Presence victory, the game will end the first night there are no kill attempts after all outside threats have been eliminated.

Does this mean that the game will continue, even if only able seamen are left?

[El Barto]

I assume it stops only after the seamen agree to peacefully divide their spoils and stop trying to kill each other. Would be in character. Ish.

[NinjaCow64]

Arrrr, I bee drunking wid yarrrrrr laddy Barto bory. Irr 'magarn thart warr shard arlny starrp killin' wharrrn tit bee revarrrled thart arrl thar importaunt Sponish arrrrr did. We'rd prabably no frarrrrrrm thar sucidardal lards, thar tratarrrrrrs. They'd bee killarn tharmsarlvs. Ten warrrrrd starp thar kullun.

[Montmorency]

At some point, one has to admit that Ninjacow is pulling a Kagemusha...

[NinjaCow64]

At some point, one has to admit that Ninjacow is pulling a Kagemusha...

Arrrr whart? *hic*

[El Barto]

Mean ye the inactivity, Montmorency? Dead me bain't tell no tales.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Does this mean that the game will continue, even if only able seamen are left?

I dropped enough hints in certain posts that answer this.

[Double A]

Video games are hogging my terrible attention span. Can I be replaced?

[El Barto]

Video games are hogging my terrible attention span. Can I be replaced?

Stop lying, you don't have an attention span.

[Double A]

You've caught me re

[GeneralHankerchief]

Night 5 has ended, no more orders will be accepted.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Night 5

In the Officers' Cabin, Zaccino, BSmith, and TinCow were discussing strategy. There was the sense among all of them that the supreme moment - the previous night - had passed. Zaccino had survived the challenge to his Captaincy and curtailed the threat of the Frenchman. There was nothing left to do but to consolidate his hold on the Presence and eliminate the Guardacosta.


"Shhhhh!" the four people hissed at each other as they did their work. This was a rather difficult goal to accomplish, as they were wheeling a heavy cannon over hard, unpolished wood, but it was the thought that counted.

Their target was Double A, who, luckily for them, was staring out at the sea above deck. Were he back in his bunk, this would have been a far... messier... operation. Nobody wanted to blow a hole on the inside of a ship, after all.

*Clackclackclackclackclack* the cannon went as it rolled over the wood. Everybody groaned. There was just no muting this thing. By silent consent they stopped wheeling the cannon and engaged in a quick strategy discussion. "Okay," one of them said, "Anyone good at gunnery? Do we be havin' a realistic shot at taking him out from here?"

"It be hard to judge the distance or the trajectory in this night," another one whispered. "Give it a few more feet, beyond this bit o' rigging, before we give it a go. I want a clear field o' fire." They others agreed with this, and slowly, hesitantly, continued wheeling the cannon forward.

*CLACKCLACKCLACKCLACKCLACK*

"Enough," one of them finally said. "This be sufficient." He turned to the others. "Aim high, boys, I don't want the entire boat takin' on water just on account o' us. We miss, we charge in and corner him before he has the chance to realize what happened. Sound good?"

There were three soft "aye"s at this. And so, the sailors laboriously began the process of aiming the cannon and lighting the fuse. They had already prepared it to fire well in advance, before the process of wheeling it across half the ship. At last, it was ready to go. All there was hope for now was that Double A wouldn't spot what was happening until it was too late.

Double A, for his part, finally noticed the hissing noise, and turned around just as the loud *BANG* echoed across the ocean... just in time to see the cannonball headed straight for his face.

"Direct hit!" one of his attackers cheered, and indeed, the cannonball had taken Double A's head off completely, sending it on a ride to some other part of the Atlantic. Blood fountained from Double A's neck as his body lurched around for a few seconds before finally toppling overboard. Everybody cheered. This kill was so efficient there would be minimal amounts of swabbing required the next day to clean up after it.


The sound of the cannonfire had woken up almost everyone on board, which means that plans for any other subtle murders this night would be out. Tiaexz, once recovering from the shock, saw four men charging straight for him and bolted.

As he was running, Tiaexz was frantically patting all over his body, searching for his cutlass. Alas, he quickly realized that he left it back at his bunk, not thinking clearly enough to take it when he was running. This would require some improvisation.

He could head for the powder magazine, as Visorslash had done the previous night, in hopes of creating a New Spanish sendoff, but had absolutely nothing to burn anything with. He could head for the Officers' quarters, but ever since the attack on the Captain last night, Zaccino had everything triple-locked and most of the windows boarded. There would be no getting in that way.

One thing that Tiaexz was good at, though, was climbing. He could try to ascend the riggings, but all this would do was buy him time. Furthermore, they might just cut the riggings down with their cutlasses while he was trying to scale them, and then he'd truly be in a pickle. No, something more unorthodox was required.

Then he realized it. He'd climb the side of the ship itself! This would be quite simple. He'd make his attackers think like he was jumping overboard, prepared to test the great unknown against the certainty of dying on board the Presence, while in reality he'd simply cling to the side. Once the attackers got back below deck he'd climb back up and resume his sleep, safe and secure. This wasn't the best strategy ever, but it was better than anything else he had available to him. It would have to work.

Tiaexz ran straight for the side of the boat, jumped... and was swallowed whole by a great white shark which had also jumped in midair, clearly attracted to the boat in the first place by Double A's blood leaking into the water from earlier.


Jolt felt something drop right beside him, hitting a couple of inches to the right of where he was standing. He looked up to see where the source was, and then gasped in shock. Somebody had ascended to the crow's nest, somebody who had access to quite a lot of debris. He was now purposely bombing Jolt with it, trying to knock him out or even kill him!

Well, this was easy enough to avoid. He'd simply run back below decks. He immediately started doing so, but stopped when he saw a sailor brandish a cutlass at him. Quickly changing direction, Jolt stopped again when another sailor had this exit covered, and stopped a third time when this path too was blocked. Well then. They had trapped Jolt, but oddly enough they weren't moving in for the kill. All Jolt could hope for was to outlast this aerial assault... and then he'd see what happened next.

The bombings were easy enough to avoid. The man in the crow's nest telegraphed his attacks and Jolt was far enough down to be able to judge trajectory and get out of the way before he was hit. He danced for about fifteen minutes before the attacks finally stopped. The man in the crow's nest had at last run out of ammo.

Now, Jolt figured, taking his eyes away from the crow's nest, the hard part. He would have to get by these three sailors, who were still unmov-

CRUNCH.

Evidently the man in the crow's nest was not entirely out of ammo, having used *himself* as one final bomb. As to be expected when jumping from a significant height, he moaned in pain afterwards, but aside from a few bruises was not harmed. Jolt, being dead, made no such noises.

The other three sailors walked up to their companion, all of them shaking their heads. "I told you this was a stupid idea," one of them said, "Frankly, I be surprised that you didn't end up like Jolt here."

"Nay," said the jumper, who was just getting up and brushing some dust off. "I be studyin' me Newton, see. Landings be a lot easier when the body ye be landin' on has a lot o' give, like say, a huge pillow as opposed to rock. Looks like Jolt here had a lot o' give." The four sailors laughed and went back below deck.


The next morning, Captain Zaccino addressed the crewmen once again. "All right, mateys, as ye can see we be havin' three more added to the butcher's bill after last night-"

*Snap* *Snap*

"Er..." Everybody turned, and saw the bodies of Chaotix and Diana Abnoba dangling six feet above the ground, their faces an expression of pure misery. Evidently they were hanging themselves.

"Everybody cut them down!" Zaccino screamed, but it was too late. Chaotix and Diana were goners.

"Uh, as I was sayin', five more have been added to the butcher's bill last night. However, I be havin' some good news. Some more names came back, and it turns out that Makrell was a dirty bleedin' Spaniard! DaveShack was a loyal crewman, but still. It's official that we got at least one! Keep on, boys, there be daylight ahead!"


OOC: Rule Change: Voting "No Lynch" is now allowed.

It is now Day 6! Voting will last until Friday, October 12th, at 23:59 US Eastern Time.



Feedback PMs impending.

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Attacked: TinCow (n1), Makrell (n2), issaikhaan (n2), Visorslash (n4, 2x), Lyra (n4), Zaccinio (n4)

Killed: Arjos (n2), Xenoneb (n2), Choxorn (n2), DaveShack (n3), Thermal (n4), Askthepizzaguy (n4), Double A (n5), Tiaexz (n5), Jolt (n5)

Wrath of God: Kagemusha (d5)

Committed suicide: Chaotix (n5), Diana Abnoba (n5)

Walked the plank: Montmorency (d2), Makrell (d3), Memnon (d4), Buddhafish (d5)

Souls aboard: 19
a completely inoffensive name
Andres
autolycus
BSmith
Captain Blackadder
edse
El Barto
God Emperor
Ironside
Ishmael
issaikhaan
JoanK
johnhughthom
Kaiser Friedrich III
Lyra
NinjaCow64
TinCow
Visorslash
Zaccino

[Montmorency]

Chaotix and Diana - suicide, or a pretense by a Captain who ordered his personal hitmen to take them out?

Three vig groups; the scum are hiding. They're frightened - very much so.
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[TinCow]

Can we get some clarification on those suicides? Were those withdrawals from the game or an in-game mechanic?

For the information of everyone else, the kills on Double A and Jolt were known to us in advance and were expected. The same can't be said for Tiaexz, but I suspect that was the Four Horsemen. It would be nice if they could confirm. If it was the Four Horsemen and the suicides were due to withdrawals, then we had no mafia attacks last night.

[edit] Er... I suppose the suicides could be two Spanish converts killing themselves after the original three had died. That would mean we've been superbly successful.

[Zack]

Chaotix and Diana - suicide, or a pretense by a Captain who ordered his personal hitmen to take them out?

Three vig groups; the scum are hiding. They're frightened - very much so.

They were both the leaders of their respective vig groups. I'm confused about the method of their deaths.

And yes, at this point everyone is either an officer, in a vig group, or cannon fodder.

The same can't be said for Tiaexz, but I suspect that was the Four Horsemen. It would be nice if they could confirm. If it was the Four Horsemen and the suicides were due to withdrawals, then we had no mafia attacks last night.

I can confirm Tiaexz was killed by the Four Horsemen. By the time I heard of it, it was unfortunately too late for them to change orders.

[TinCow]

They were both the leaders of their respective vig groups. I'm confused about the method of their deaths.

Both would have been good targets for conversion for exactly that reason.

[GeneralHankerchief]

They were not withdrawals.

[Zack]

Chaotix and Diana were Spanish converts. They killed themselves after all original Spaniards were eliminated.

Vote for no lynch.

[Zack]

Relevant sections of the rules:

should all three original agents be killed, all Guardacosta Converts will immediately commit suicide out of shame for abandoning their original comrades.

[edse]

[edit] Er... I suppose the suicides could be two Spanish converts killing themselves after the original three had died. That would mean we've been superbly successful.

They were both the leaders of their respective vig groups. I'm confused about the method of their deaths.

The Spaniards had control over two of the vig groups

Vote: No Lynch

[TinCow]

I have difficulty believing it's possible for me to be on a town team that's been this successful, but it's hard to argue with random suicides by two very active players.

Vote: No Lynch

[edse]

Chaotix and Diana were Spanish converts. They killed themselves after all original Spaniards were eliminated.

Vote for no lynch.

Which one of Jolt and Double A did the group that wasn't Diana's kill?

[TinCow]

Which one of Jolt and Double A did the group that wasn't Diana's kill?

Double A

[Zack]

The Spaniards had control over two of the vig groups

Vote: No Lynch

To be fair, Diana consistently asked me for orders.

[TinCow]

To be fair, Diana consistently asked me for orders.

If it was Double A, it'll be amusing. Diana's own comments about his activity in previous rounds was a large reason of why we targeted him.

[Montmorency]

Wow, I forgot that mechanic.

GG, and cheers to a most excellent captaincy.