Day ends in one hour.
Day ends in one hour.
you are up by two.
Well, given that when I die the game's over, I'm gonna go ahead and vote: myself in spite of everyone else.
Eh whatever, Cent's usually guilty anyway.
unvote, vote: Cent
Curiouser and curiouser...
"Blacker than a moonless night. Hotter and more bitter than Hell itself… that is coffee."
I thought it might turn out like this, I will be watching this game very closely until the round ends....![]()
um i would recommend changing your vote TM.
im leaving the thread to go the backroom ill check back later.
you should trust me more, i voted for methos the entire time and i basically defended your claim. double a did not and he also has been very quiet i have talked much more.
when you posted that you had 6 actually. lol
no not really iwould have killed you and been done with it. im a very blunt mafia player. too lazy to develop ornate strategies, if imiss a phase its because i was lazy not some master plan
You telling me you wouldn't do something as mafia isn't all too convincing....maybe you tried to kill me? Not saying you did but given I think I was protected in the night your attempt could have failed.
OK, that's my choice, if its a tie there's a fair chance the right (or wrong) outcome will come.
Eagerly await the results.
Last edited by Thermal; 03-04-2010 at 23:31.
alright well its over then eh. guess i better fess up.
im a vanilla townie. jeez this keeps happening
The discussion dragged on throughout the day, and despite the decisiveness of the final outcome, the butlers seemed rather complacent about their possible fate. Thermal Mercury's sneaking around had given Yaropolk an alibi, leaving the axe hanging over both Centurion1 and Double A. Of the two, Centurion1 seemed the most resigned to his potential fate, and whilst DoubleA dismissed the allegations against him, Centurion1 claimed that he was too lazy to be a mafia. Sensing this to be a typical mafia defence, the other butlers decided that he was "Edgar".
DoubleA started to unfasten his bowtie.
"You know, I couldn't do this damn thing up for twenty years. I finally learnt how to do so two weeks ago. I guess I should be thankful that instead of having a velcro bow tie, I now have one capable of garrotting you!"
He made motions to the others to grab and restrain the panicking Centurion1. DoubleA then approached, and standing behind the struggling butler, strangled Centurion1 to death with a polka dot tie.
When the deed was done, a thorough inspection of the corpse with the bulging eyes revealed that:
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Last edited by Subotan; 03-04-2010 at 23:54.
Let's hope random.org goes the right way, then. :3
"Blacker than a moonless night. Hotter and more bitter than Hell itself… that is coffee."
It would be quite funny if the true killer is Thermal or Yaropolk. Particularly the latter, who I have so readily accused from beyond the grave.
Whomsoever it is, you've played a good game. :3
"Blacker than a moonless night. Hotter and more bitter than Hell itself… that is coffee."
Alright my money is on TM. He's semi-inactive usually, so that would explain the absence of a N2 kill.
Wait a sec... Yaro has the least posts in this thread, and the butler goal is to get the most posts.
So it's pretty even. Eh.
Only inactive when my internet is cut off, always thoroughly active on mini mafias.
I was also entirely active throughout that night, analyzing the thread may have helped your case here.
So it was Double A... the only way Yaropolk could be mafia is if he worked with the host (I think) which would be naughty
Sorry Centurion, I had convinced myself if was you until the round was announced over... hmm
This is probably going to end badly, Double A would need to mess up badly to not win now.
Overall though, even with your claims centurion, I still saw it as feasible mafia behavior, just a bad call on my part (and bad luck given that it was a tie and you were the one who died...).
Last edited by Thermal; 03-05-2010 at 00:09.
The butlers were stunned. How could he be innocent? All the signs had pointed to Centurion1 being mafia! DoubleA started gibbering in terror, knowing that he was now the most likely suspect.
Thermal Mercury raised an eyebrow. If DoubleA wasn't mafia, as he repeatedly kept saying, and if he himself wasn't mafia, then...
Both of them turned to the grinning Yaropolk. Thermal Mercury began to raise an arm to accuse the bearded menace, when a searing pain in his stomach caused him to fall his knees.
"Agh! What the-"
Yaropolk threw back his furry head and laughed.
"You fell for it! You saw the bait and swallowed it all down; literally! I poisoned your porridge last night when I visited your room, making porridge even more inedible than it already is! Bwahahaha!"
Thermal Mercury could only hear Yaropolk in the distance, as the faint hiss of his internal organs dissolving had his full attention, and it was not long before his vital organs shut down and Thermal Mercury was no more. From the melting shell, the two remaining butlers could deduce that
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
That left just DoubleA and Yaropolk.
Understandably, DoubleA started making moves towards an escape
"So Yaropolk, you always knew I liked you best, eh? So I'll be just leaving now, alive, if you're feelin' OK with that?"
"Feelin'? Feeline? FELINE? ARRRGH"
Yaropolk pulled the cutlery drawer out of the cabinet at the side of the room, and span around to face DoubleA with a glint in his eye and a fish knife in each hand.
"MAKE ME CUT UP TUNA EVERY DAY FOR YOUR STUPID MOGGY, WILL YOU MISTRESS? WELL WATCH ME PREPARE THIS TUNA!"
And with that, he roared, and set himself upon the helpless DoubleA, who went down in history as the only person in history to be torn to pieces by a pair of fish knives. In the mess that followed it could be determined from the dental records that:
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
This left Yaropolk in the centre of the ballroom, covered and blood and cackling to himself, the butler triumphant! For Yaropolk was in fact:
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Now, with all cat lovers vanquished, and the prize of Best British Butler (Awarded by himself, no less), Edgar was well placed to become the most powerful servant that the world had ever seen!
Last edited by Subotan; 03-05-2010 at 00:25.
There was a kill N1 right Thermal?
I haven't sent any orders in all game, Mr. Mafioso![]()
I flippin' KNEW it!
I had been pointing the finger all along, and I knew it!
Very well played, Yaropolk... it was most unfortunate that I was 'lynched'.
Last edited by Secura; 03-05-2010 at 00:39.
"Blacker than a moonless night. Hotter and more bitter than Hell itself… that is coffee."
At who and which finger?
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