Psycho Mafia II: Andy's return [Concluded]

[Splitpersonality]

Why?

[taka]

vote: white eyes

[Splitpersonality]

White_eyes is dead taka.

[White_eyes:D]

......???

I wanna get lynched again

[Askthepizzaguy]

Shlin: 3 (Beskar, EF, Sasaki)
Split: 3 (Shlin, A1, Diana)

A1: 2 (Split, DG)

Diana: 1 (Slash)
Beskar: 1 Atheotes)
White: 1 (Taka)
Elite Ferret: 1 (CDF)

Oh boy. It looks like a tied vote... let me double check.

But if it is a tied vote, we get to have ourselves a nice, old-fashioned, mentally deranged duel to the death.

[Splitpersonality]

Argh, I would've changed my vote to shilin if I would've known that I was tied with him.

You're making a mistake town, lynching innocents and already dead people won't help :/

[White_eyes:D]

You're making a good choice town, lynching Scum and already dead investigators will help us win :/

Fixed

[shlin28]

You're making a mistake town, lynching innocents and already dead people won't help :/

Proof? Evidence? Witness? None.

[taka]

see, someone was watching...

someone has a keen eye, they not get tricked by us...

yes... we now....... vote: shlin

[shlin28]

Vote. Tied. Already. Sorry.

[Askthepizzaguy]

(sorry for the delay... but this is how I break ties now.)


Day Three


Splitpersonality and Shlin28 were both being accused of being the killer. A circle was formed around them by the other sick patients, and they were handed weapons. Shlin28 was given an egg beater from the mess hall, and Splitpersonality was given a toilet plunger from the bathroom. Unable to escape from the ring of death until one of them was slain, the two looked upon one another with a look of insanity and murder in their eyes.

Splitpersonality charged forward with his plunger raised up high, red-faced, screaming obscenities, assaulting in the manner of a deranged lunatic, rather than a trained fighter. Shlin28 was not much better, he smashed himself in the face repeatedly with the egg beater, causing himself to bleed, and then he grinned sadistically at his advancing opponent. Split was the first to land a blow, smashing Shlin28 across the mouth with the plunger, causing blood, saliva, and toilet water to spray against the wall behind him. He simply turned back at his opponent and grinned again. Split smashed Shlin's skull several times, sending him staggering. Shlin just kept coming back for more... so Split cracked the wooden handle against his nose, breaking the plunger in two, leaving only a sharp, pointed stick in his hands. "Even better..." thought Splitpersonality. But Shlin shrieked and launched himself at his opponent, bashing Split in the teeth with the heavy object in his hands. This caught Split off-guard, and wasn't prepared for the second blow to the stomach, followed by a wide, spinning, 360 degree swing which clipped him in the temple, and knocked him to the ground. Shlin was on him immediately, bashing Split in the chest with the device, causing him to start coughing up blood. Split tried to hit Shlin in the head with the broken wooden handle, and when that didn't work, he tried stabbing him in the neck. A large gash opened up on the side of shlin's neck and jaw, which could have been fatal if it had been just a centimeter closer to the jugular vein. Shlin was momentarily stunned, but was running high on adrenaline, so he just continued to smash Split across the face, in the chest, and when Split raised his arms to cover up, he gleefully broke bones in the arm.

Split tried to roll Shlin off of him, but Shlin had him pinned down. His broken arm couldn't do much, and Shlin leaned his full weight on his knee and pressed it down on the other arm. That's when Shlin28 took the egg beaters and shoved them directly into the eyes of Splitpersonality. Each beater was lodged several inches deep inside Split's skull, and he cried out in pain. Shlin28 grabbed the crank and began spinning the mixers. Shlin pushed down as hard as he could, and the egg beaters went directly into Split's brain, until Splitpersonality's brain became nothing more than scrambled eggs. Needless to say, it was a grotesque scene. But the nutcases standing around watching this horrifying atrocity began to clap wildly, and Shlin28 stood up, and took a bloody bow. A voice in the crowd suggested he'd actually prefer his brains sunny side up.

Splitpersonality was killed.

Shlin28= Rock
Splitpersonality= Scissors

Alive: (11/16)

Cultured Drizzt Fan
Taka
A1_Unit
atheotes
slashandburn
Diana Abnoba
DisgruntledGoat
Elite Ferret
shlin28
Beskar
Sasaki Kojiro

Dead: (5/16)

Tratorix
Iskander 3.1
White_Eyes:C
splitpersonality
Askthepizzaguy (still)


I can accept night actions for the next 24 hours, and again I apologize for the delay. Night Three begins now. Remember, you can send in night actions ahead of time.

[White_eyes:D]

One scumbag down.....Good Job town

[DisgruntledGoat]

Theres nothing in there that suggests he was scum. Given that you have already stated you aren't pro town I don't think any one should listen to you.

[Beskar]

Theres nothing in there that suggests he was scum. Given that you have already stated you aren't pro town I don't think any one should listen to you.

[Splitpersonality]

I finally got home and read the writeup and it was ing awesome.

I never thought rock paper sissors could end so violently :(


Your loss town, I advise you to not listen to anything white_eyes:D says.

Since I can't really help you now, I'll just be observing. Au revoir.

[White_eyes:D]

Theres nothing in there that suggests he was scum. Given that you have already stated you aren't pro town I don't think any one should listen to you.

Pizzaguy putting in lynch clues??

You my "dear Sir, have gone mad"

Lord Winter was approaching with his shotgun to deliver the fatal shot. The other patients were armed with various crude objects. Two of the patients seemed to advance together in front of another one, seemingly to protect him. Detective Andy was among them, and he was holding the metal bar. Andy knew from looking over his files that boudica was Mental Patient # 84703. Her case file indicated that she had a history of psychotic episodes and violence, but much of the file had been destroyed during the riot. She seemed to be everyone's top suspect. It might have had something to do with her overly sane behavior... or the fact that she has a history of mafia running in her family, more than the average player. That didn't make her guilty or innocent, it was just an unfortunate statistical anomaly.

Pizzaguy hides clues....but you guys had a duel(Pizza guy doesn't include clues for those, as he is trying to punish town)....I doubt anything well rise to the surface now

[Askthepizzaguy]

Night Three


The Psycho grinned. Tonight there would be more destruction, so the Psycho turned on the radio and listened to the appropriate tunes for such an occasion. The object was glowing, giving off radiating waves of evil. All the foolish ones here would succumb to the will of the Dark One... there was nothing they could do to stop it... it was already too late! Too late for the foolish ones! BWAHAHAHAHAA!!!! NOW THEY ALL WOULD DIE!!! Soon they all would die for the God of Destruction.

The fire in the bathroom facilities didn't spread very far due to the sprinkler system, and the lack of flammable objects nearby. But the continued gas leak in the mess hall kept the fires there raging, and the open door provided more oxygen for the flames. The flames would dance... and dance... until all was consumed by fire. Elsewhere in the facility, someone was pouring gasoline out of the lawnmower, which was kept in the groundskeeper's storage room. Happily cackling at what was about to unfold, the figure shrouded in darkness lit some oily rags and tossed them into the mess. Another fire was set... and again, the figure was placed into a hypnotic trance. More fire.... fire fire fire fire fire!!!!

In the south wing, something else was happening. Cultured Drizzt Fan was being stalked by someone... but who knows who that could be? Why it could be anyone... anyone... even the United States Government, headed by President Millard Fillmore and his legion of cracker-jack lovers! Yes, they were coming to steal his magic bag, the bag which contained all the important secrets! But even worse, they knew the code words to open it, they were going to perform the ritual! They were going to force Cultured Drizzt Fan to eat powdered milk until he exploded, THAT was their nefarious plan! But they couldn't, they wouldn't dare... not when he still had his talisman which contained the spirit of the thirty-seven space aliens who died inside his toilet! No, their will, their spirit sustained him, and they would protect him, even if they WERE aligned with the Evil Polar Bears. No one could have predicted what would happen next, you see... while YOU were out shopping, I did all the dishes, and YOU never thank me for that! Hmmm? Hmmm??? You lied to me when you said it was all over, all over between you and the water spigot! I know what you and that water spigot have been up to, yes, and ALL your cheese-laden friends, you can all pack your bags and fly to Amsterdam, and I do hope you're happy with yourself! But I certainly can't allow you and the underwear gnomes to gain access to the sword of destiny, I have hidden it safely in my bowel, where NO ONE, not even the mice that live in my brain, can reach it! Just try getting it now! AHAHAHAHAHAHHAA!!!!

Cultured Drizzt Fan was just a little bit too insane to even notice the powerful figure who had cut open his stomach with a butcher's knife and started ripping out all his innards. But he laughed through all the pain, yes, he laughed and laughed and laughed.... the evil one who had stolen his vital organs just left him there in a bloody pool.

Cultured Drizzt Fan was killed.

Alive: (10/16)

Taka
A1_Unit
atheotes
slashandburn
Diana Abnoba
DisgruntledGoat
Elite Ferret
shlin28
Beskar
Sasaki Kojiro

Dead: (6/16)

Tratorix
Iskander 3.1
White_Eyes:C
splitpersonality
Cultured Drizzt Fan
Askthepizzaguy (still)


Day Four begins now. You have until 2359 tonight to post and vote, with the usual extension if you don't. But don't deliberately extend the round, please.

[DisgruntledGoat]

Continuing where we left off.

Vote: Shlin

I'm still trying to figure out what your character play is all about.

[atheotes]

Vote: Sasaki
i find that you are way too quiet than normal.

[Ferret]

vote:Shlin

The more I think about him the more I suspect him

[Sasaki Kojiro]

Vote:Elite Ferret

Yeah right, you just want to continue a bandwagon from yesterday.

fos:Disgruntled goat

[DisgruntledGoat]

Vote:Elite Ferret

Yeah right, you just want to continue a bandwagon from yesterday.

fos:Disgruntled goat

I'd respond to your suspicion but I think it was pretty evident what I was trying to do.

@ White_Eyes:D was Split a primary goal for your role?

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Vote:Elite Ferret

Yeah right, you just want to continue a bandwagon from yesterday.

fos:Disgruntled goat

I say Sasaki is guilty.

[slashandburn]

The smilies have spoken to me and they blame the suspicious looking one.
Vote:Sasaki Kojiro

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

[shlin28]

Grr... silly downtrodden good for nothings saw through my ingenious ruse!?!??! How could I have been under suspicion? My masterful disguise was masterful! What will the Grand Professor of Hidden Genii in Lala-land is gonna think? Oh my long searched for Degree in Supremely Masterful Plots would be out of my reach forever...

Perhaps I can yet salvage this situation... oh yes... perhaps I can yet beat up more mere plebs... perhaps... perhaps.

*speaks loudly to those oh so uncultured citizens of Asylumnia*

Fellow citizens! I am here to announc- YOU THERE! Don't point at me! Anyway, I am, as you can see, superior to you in every way, and thus, I believe it is my Provider-given right to beat up one of you each time the sun hangs up his towel. However, some amongst you... *glares at audience* dare to suggest that I am in fact the common criminal known as the "Psycho". That is not true.

Whilst the "Psycho" slaughter his/her victims in cold blood, I commit my oh so elegant beatings with precision and accuracy, guaranteeing the lucky pleb his life and mind unharmed. (That, I am sure you will all agree, is very nice of me.)

Of course, you may still want me to string me up like a mere pickpocket or a wicked witch, but consider this (You should, the point is a good'un): I, thanks to my elitist education which is far far far better than an average citizen of Asylumnia, have, for lack of better words, mastered the art of beating the living daylight out of all peasants. As such any serf which I chose to exact my righteous vengeance on, is quite incapable of commiting any further dastardly deeds that you serfs get up to during the night, during that night.

That's right, any of my victims could not possibly be the "Psycho", and neither can I, the most eminent Doctor Salazar Horatio Lichen the 28th of the most eminent house of Eminence, be the "Psycho".

I am sure the wretched servants I beaten up can confirm my story. Now carry on this... "debate" of yours, whilst I decide who to beat up next.

Oh yes... before I go: Vote: Taka. You claim to know something about me... yet you were not the unfortunate target I so elegantly tortured. Care to enlighten us?

[Beskar]

Grr... silly downtrodden good for nothings saw through my ingenious ruse!?!??! How could I have been under suspicion? My masterful disguise was masterful! What will the Grand Professor of Hidden Genii in Lala-land is gonna think? Oh my long searched for Degree in Supremely Masterful Plots would be out of my reach forever...

Perhaps I can yet salvage this situation... oh yes... perhaps I can yet beat up more mere plebs... perhaps... perhaps.

*speaks loudly to those oh so uncultured citizens of Asylumnia*

Fellow citizens! I am here to announc- YOU THERE! Don't point at me! Anyway, I am, as you can see, superior to you in every way, and thus, I believe it is my Provider-given right to beat up one of you each time the sun hangs up his towel. However, some amongst you... *glares at audience* dare to suggest that I am in fact the common criminal known as the "Psycho". That is not true.

Whilst the "Psycho" slaughter his/her victims in cold blood, I commit my oh so elegant beatings with precision and accuracy, guaranteeing the lucky pleb his life and mind unharmed. (That, I am sure you will all agree, is very nice of me.)

Of course, you may still want me to string me up like a mere pickpocket or a wicked witch, but consider this (You should, the point is a good'un): I, thanks to my elitist education which is far far far better than an average citizen of Asylumnia, have, for lack of better words, mastered the art of beating the living daylight out of all peasants. As such any serf which I chose to exact my righteous vengeance on, is quite incapable of commiting any further dastardly deeds that you serfs get up to during the night, during that night.

That's right, any of my victims could not possibly be the "Psycho", and neither can I, the most eminent Doctor Salazar Horatio Lichen the 28th of the most eminent house of Eminence, be the "Psycho".

I am sure the wretched servants I beaten up can confirm my story. Now carry on this... "debate" of yours, whilst I decide who to beat up next.

Oh yes... before I go: Vote: Taka. You claim to know something about me... yet you were not the unfortunate target I so elegantly tortured. Care to enlighten us?

[shlin28]

Ahah! Our first witness arrives!

Tell me, did I or did I not tie you up and torture you until you passed out from the pain last night?

[Beskar]

Ahah! Our first witness arrives!

Tell me, did I or did I not tie you up and torture you until you passed out from the pain last night?

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

wait a sec. Lynch elite ferret then sasaki. that seems the way to go.

[DisgruntledGoat]

wait a sec. Lynch elite ferret then sasaki. that seems the way to go.

I tend to agree with this.

Unvote; Vote:elite ferret