Murder Manor III- Game thread [Concluded]

[Askthepizzaguy]

Slightly over 1 hour remaining.

[Askthepizzaguy]

End of Day Eleven

The remaining survivors walked over to atheotes, and accused him of being a demon. One of them, Secura, even began prosecuting atheotes with a very well-prepared and thoughtful case. She looked like nothing less than Phoenix Wright.

And THAT, my friends, is why atheotes is guilty!!!

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Secura: But Phoenix Wright was a Defense Attorney, not a prosecutor.

Right, right... well I don't know any famous prosecutors. Don't correct the Narrator! The Narrator is all-knowing and all powerful. I can write you in or out of the story at will!

Secura: I assure you, I'm sufficiently frightened by that. Don't let the bored expression fool you.

Good. Now, she laid out a devastating case, which made atheotes absolutely speechless. He was stunned... almost motionless. In fact, when Secura walked over and touched atheotes, it seemed as though he were already dead.

Secura: Perhaps the shock of being accused is what did it?

No, no I am afraid not. You see, atheotes has been inactive for about two weeks now. I'm afraid he's not only dead, but rotting at this point. I was going to WOG him this round if you had picked someone else.

Secura: Oh. My bad.

In fact, poke him in the face, watch what happens.

Secura: Okay...... *poke* OH MY GOD, HIS HEAD CAME OFF!!!!

Yep. He's really, completely, 100% dead. He's not even pining for the fjords, nor is he tired and shagged out from a long squawk. Bereft of life, he rests in peace, and he's joined the choir invisible.

AND ATHEOTES WAS NO MORE!!!

Dunn dunn dunnnn.......

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He was innocent.

AliVE: (7/17)

Diana Abnoba
Secura
Methos
Niklas
Splitpersonality
Winston Hughes
YLC

dEaD: (9/17)

TheFlax (Night Three)
Double A (Night Four)
Renata (Night Five)
Centurion1 (Night Six)
Beefy187 (Night Seven)
Husar (Night Eight)
Captain Blackadder (Day Ten)
White_Eyes:D (Night Ten)
atheotes (Day Eleven)


WrAtH of tHE dEmOn: (1/17)

Thermal Mercury (Day Seven)





DoNt ForGET to ChECK thE mAP.....

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MAX OCCUPANCY- No more than this number can move to this room.

1- Master Bedroom (6)
2- Master Bathroom (3)
3- Walk in Closet (3)
4- Parlor (5)
5- Kitchen (3)
6- Garage (6)
7- Attic (6)
8- Dining Room (4)
9- Living Room (6)
10- Computer Room (4)
11- Guest Room (5)
12- Guest Bathroom (3)
13- Tool Shed (3)

BEGIN NIGHT ELEVEN.

[Secura]

He should have been WOG'd sooner, in my opinion, but fair enough; it was always going to be a case of either finding the demon or removing deadwood.

Should I survive the night, I do have another line of enquiry to chase up; it'll be more fun to accuse with someone who'll argue back.

[Askthepizzaguy]

He should have been WOG'd sooner, in my opinion, but fair enough; it was always going to be a case of either finding the demon or removing deadwood.

Should I survive the night, I do have another line of enquiry to chase up; it'll be more fun to accuse with someone who'll argue back.

In my defense, not everyone in the game moved every round, not everyone voted every round, and I had already used up all my replacement players.

I also just plain forgot how long he had been inactive.

[Askthepizzaguy]

Night Eleven

The seven survivors retreated to their respective rooms for the night. The grandfather clock still had the glowing numbers 1 and 3 illuminated. The clock began to chime fourteen times. When it finished, the number 3 twisted into the number 4, and the clock face read "14". At this point, Splitpersonality woke from a nightmare. He looked around, and saw the twisted, backward manor.... and the blackness outside of it, through the windows. All of a sudden it occurred to him that he could try the front door of this very manor. So he stepped carefully over Methos' body, and turned the knob on the front door. Surprisingly, it was unlocked.

He stepped outside.....

It was cold outside. There were no stars.... there were no crickets or familiar animal sounds. Splitpersonality couldn't even see the ground... it was pitch black. But there was rain... and the sound of storms off in the distance.

Little boy at peace
what is this place....beyond the stars?
Open up your eyes
what are these things....you're moving toward?
Head so full of wonder
worries in the past
Could it be that you are free at last?

NO!!!

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Splitpersonality stepped off the front porch and his foot landed on the paved walkway leading off into the darkness. But there was nothing supporting the paved walkway... and he began falling.... falling toward a bright, horrifying light that seemed to be miles beneath him as he fell into the abyss....

He screamed, arms flailing, trying to grab onto something, but there was nothing...

He fell for what seemed like forever... the light seemed to be getting brighter.... but he suddenly saw his own reflection streaking towards him, and then he smashed into it.

The mirror shattered, and his flesh was ripped to pieces... the glass exploding into shards, ripping into his skin. He fell further.... not even slowing down. The tiny shards of glass began to bore into his skin, carving his body to pieces from the inside out. He screamed, and a swarm of mosquitoes escaped from his mouth, and so he started choking. The kept coming.... it was horrible. Then he smashed into another reflection of himself.

This time it was not a mirror, but the surface of a reflecting pool of salt and acid.... strangely thin enough to be considered a mist... like an atmosphere, not a true ocean. Split's body burned in agony from the acid, and the salt ripped through his wounds.

Further and further he fell.

He could feel it getting hotter and hotter, as he fell through the salt acid fog. When he landed, it was in a lake of fire.... and he sank like a rock, while the swarm of insects continued to pour out of his mouth, and the shards of glass ripped him apart from the inside.

He could feel clawed, bony hands gripping him, covering his mouth... he couldn't see anything, as his eyeballs had been melted away. He felt the terrible jaws of fanged demons sinking into his bloody flesh, and he felt his limbs being torn clean off of his body. He couldn't struggle... he couldn't breathe.... and he was boiling and cooking.... somehow, remaining conscious the entire time.

He tried to wake up from the nightmare, but he could not. It was too real.... more real than anything he had ever experienced before.

The pain and the agony and the surreal got to Split's brain.... and his mind snapped. While he was being tormented, all the pleasant thoughts of his life escaped from his mind... all he could think about was the pain.

He heard screaming.... but he was too far gone to realize it was coming from himself.

Morning Twelve


In the morning, everyone found the front door tightly locked, and Splitpersonality was just.... missing.

Their options remained the same... either they would eXpLOrE the manor or they would have to mURdER someone.


AliVE: (6/17)

Diana Abnoba
Secura
Methos
Niklas
Winston Hughes
YLC

dEaD: (10/17)

TheFlax (Night Three)
Double A (Night Four)
Renata (Night Five)
Centurion1 (Night Six)
Beefy187 (Night Seven)
Husar (Night Eight)
Captain Blackadder (Day Ten)
White_Eyes:D (Night Ten)
atheotes (Day Ten)
Splitpersonality (Night Eleven)

WrAtH of tHE dEmOn: (1/17)

Thermal Mercury (Day Seven)

DoNt ForGET to ChECK thE mAP.....

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MAX OCCUPANCY- No more than this number can move to this room.

1- Master Bedroom (6)
2- Master Bathroom (3)
3- Walk in Closet (3)
4- Parlor (5)
5- Kitchen (3)
6- Garage (6)
7- Attic (6)
8- Dining Room (4)
9- Living Room (6)
10- Computer Room (4)
11- Guest Room (5)
12- Guest Bathroom (3)
13- Tool Shed (3)

BEGIN DAY TWELVE.

• You have until 23:59 (11:59PM) June 13th (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada) to place your vote for either the LYNCH or to MOVE to a different room. That is approximately 46 hours from now.
• You cannot both lynch and move in one day, so you may only choose to do one with your vote.
• You may interact with the room during the day phase.
  
• If you are going to MOVE, I will need to know where by the end of the DAY phase. I realize that it causes problems for me due to the game mechanics if the day phases creep over into the night phase. So please, send me your movements before Day is over.

You did not move or exchange items last round, so your room description and inventory remains the same.

[Secura]

I think I should start by saying something important, and it warrants saying because it forms the springboard for my suspicions today.

My accusation of atheotes, while entirely well-founded, was little more than a feint; atheotes had been acting suspect certainly, but having been absent for two weeks it was highly unlikely that he was mafia. Instead, my post was designed to generate some much-needed discussion and to gauge the responses of each remaining person to the post itself... and one person's response stood out above all others; this is a post that, to me, screams "OH SH-".

Now, it's likely that you're thinking "why leave Secura alive after a post like that?", and you'd be right if you were talking to the average player who wouldn't hesistate to kill me; YLC is not an average player, however, and is as gutsy and calculated as they come... leaving me alive after a post such as my accusation against atheotes was always going to be a risk in the event that I turned to him next, but considering I had been wrong about atheotes and it appeared to be such a stab-in-the-dark accusation, any above-average player would have been feeling pretty comfortable with such odds. We're also talking about a player unlikely to follow through with a kill on me at that point and then shrug it off as WIFOM... so he took a risk, methinks.

Now, observe the posts following my accusation against atheotes; out of the seven players still alive, five of them cast their vote for him (myself, Split, Diana, Winston and Niklas), while Methos fails to respond at all (he's away) and YLC fails to comment beyond his aforementioned post... who will stand out most if I had been killed overnight? More than likely, it's the person who posts the more peculiar response that doesn't contribute anything to the discussion. And why would he need to comment, as we're going to lynch a fellow guest and doing his work for him and he can maintain the veneer of a confused or uninterested townie?

Having seen Renata verily accusing YLC throughout the last few phases and then Niklas' suggestion that YLC would make a good lynch followed by White_eyes:D's pointed-if-a-little-sketchy accusation, I found myself wondering what was the driving force behind their sentiments, and I ended up reading back through the thread to find what it was I had missed; on the exterior there's nothing glaringly obvious about YLC's posts at all, he simply appears to be a helpful and active townie, which is something that you'd expect really, but there's a few things to take note of.

YLC's initial posts don't really tell a great deal until we see him vote for Niklas, citing his target's vote for Methos as reasoning; both Methos and Zack (whom Beefy replaced) follow suit. When it seems as though moving is becoming more favourable and his trap has been sufficiently sprung, he unvotes, choses to move too and then casts an FoS at both of those who followed his vote. Why do this? And then this? Yes, calling people out is part of the townie game, but his posts seem to be purposefully, if subtlely, antagonistic; it is as though he's formulating seeds of doubt at that point that will eventually bloom in the late-game, leading us to tear strips off one another while he passes by.

YLC then engages in a little tête-à-tête with Renata, who had previously taken johnhughthom (whom I replaced) to task about his defense of Niklas; the majority of this is slow-paced and largely building up to a point which it seems too perfect to pass by... YLC calls Renata out. Now, looking at the list of players alive at that point, Renata clearly stands out as the greatest threat to a mafioso for the aggressive, take-no-prisoners manner in which she will chase down her suspicions; she is cleverly baited into saying something out-of-turn which is then used to undermine her actions and cast her in a negative light... your biggest threat walking into a trap such as that is one of those jackpot moments, no? This is made even better when YLC then does a complete u-turn and asks for the collated results that he was all too ready to poke at previously, again striking a chord as the useful townie, something reiterated consistently over the coming phases.

This veneer of a useful townie doesn't shake off; following the events of the second night, YLC posts an edited map of the house and states that the creature will move to the Guest Bathroom the next night... which it does, killing TheFlax. Naturally this would draw alot of attention to YLC if the paranormal deaths continued to follow the trend he helpfully suggested the creature was following; the next victim of the demon, Double A, does not die in the Computer Room as predicted, but the Kitchen instead, thereby throwing potential suspicion away from YLC, which is further alleviated by some light-hearted and humourous posts that I won't link-spam with. Don't forget the ultimate piece of WIFOM too.

I think subsequent posts cover the same argument I've already stated, but things begin to get a little interesting when YLC votes for Methos and is heavily lambasted for doing so by Renata; it is at this point that YLC loses his cool a little and votes Blackadder in order to try to level up the tie and save himself. Again, there's an opportunity for YLC to appear to be the consumate townie; he realises that he can escape the lynch by ensuring that the move votes are equal or greater to the lynch votes (move beating lynch, as it does), and thus appeals to a few players to turn the tide, tie the votes and save himself... this selflessness naturally casts himself as a good guy in the eyes of Blackadder, Split and others; it's a fantastic success as he avoids a vote entirely in the next round.

I'm aware that YLC has been in the Living Room with the majority of players for a few rounds now, but I believe there's reasoning for this; eventually he will be powerful enough to overcome what little light we can muster in this parallel world and snuff us all out at once, rather than preying upon the scattered individuals around the house. With some of us in one room, we're easier to keep track of... it almost feels as though this has been the plan for quite a while. :/

I feel I have to apologise to everyone for how long it took me to see the light; it seems Renata has been prepped to say "I told you so" for half the game, with Niklas also having a gut feeling. I should have been paying this game a greater amount of attention from the beginning. I also apologise for the long-winded post.

[Secura]

As the above post is edited, I'm going to vote: YLC here in a clean one instead.

[Husar]

What a beautiful post and analysis, Secura.

I haven't followed the events all that much but especially the end makes sense to me, if that's the best there is then people should go for it.

And then start murdering eachother, don't forget that!

[Secura]

Bah, I'm going to be visiting a friend over the next two days, so it's highly unlikely that I will post anything until late Sunday.

Good luck with the lynch.

[Splitpersonality]

I'm not actually dead, I've just won, you're all too daft to realize it!

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[Winston Hughes]

vote: YLC

...at least until he responds to Secura's accusation.

[Niklas]

Secura, you have absolutely nothing to apologize for. I am the one who should have made that thorough accusation many days ago, yet I haven't. And now you did it as good or better than I ever could.

vote: YLC - and this time my heart is in it.

[Diana Abnoba]

Vote: YLC

[Askthepizzaguy]

End of Day Twelve

The remaining survivors gathered in the Parlor, and waited for YLC to arrive. When he finally did, he looked at them with disdain, because he noticed they were all staring at him strangely... accusingly.

Then he smirked. "What's all this, then?"


Secura stepped forward, and began to speechify.

"Firstly, when I accused atheotes yesterday.... my bad! It was all a prank! I didn't expect you to really kill him, but he was dead anyway so no big loss. I just accused him to see what you would say, and what you said was exactly what I thought you would say!"

YLC began to chuckle. "Is she serious?"

Secura admonished him. "Quiet you. It's my turn to talk!"

"Now, you may be wondering, why am I still alive? Well there's only one conclusion for that: I must be innocent, and YLC must be guilty! Only YLC would have the kind of testicular fortitude to leave a sleuth of my caliber still alive. No offense to the rest of you."

YLC raised his eyebrow and said: O____o

Secura continued. "Renata wanted YLC dead. Niklas wanted YLC dead. White_Eyes wanted YLC dead. Well he's not dead! And do you know why?"

Everyone waited with anticipation.

"BECAUSE HE'S THE DEMON!!! Watch how he responds to the accusations against him!"

YLC yawned.

Secura continued. "See? Look! He flinched! Now, remember back to when he drew a map and tried to predict where the demon would strike? Well the demon did strike exactly where YLC said it would. But then it stopped doing that."

All warmed up, Secura launched into the ultimate speechifying of her career.

"Now, I'm not a high-priced, fancy New York City lawyer. I don't know much about fancy-schmancy concepts like innocent until proven guilty, or what circumstantial means, or what Miranda rights are. I'm just a poor girl from the country: farmin' country over in England. I didn't grow up with a silver spoon in my mouth. I used to work 16 hours a day churning butter, and plowing fields, and castrating donkeys. So let me tell you, I know a thing or two about testicular fortitude. YLC is just the kind of guy that it would take a good two or three swings of a machete just to neuter, because his cojones are that tough... and massive!"

YLC sat, quietly amused by all this.

"But look at when he gets in trouble for accusing Methos.... he turns tail and runs away! Why would he do this, if he had such big meaty ones? There's only one logical explanation... YLC must have flinched. But this is a wily man, my friends.... YLC even sounds like "Wily". It's true, because it rhymes.

So he goes and decides he wants to prove what a big, testosterone-loaded man he is, and when the vote is tied between him and Captain Blackadder, he decides to vote for move, which puts his life in jeopardy. Well, it was very convincing, no? Only a guilty man would be so nervous about his life as to do a gambit like that.

I cite you the case of The People of Inishmore versus Askthepizzaguy. You see, in a little town in Ireland, a man known as Brendan, alias Askthepizzaguy, once broke a tie against himself to make him look innocent to everyone else. It worked so well that he was never scanned by the town investigator, and never murdered by the opposing mafia. But was he innocent? NO!!!

No, my friends. Only a guilty party with big fat ones could possibly come up with such an obviously suicidal move to make oneself look innocent. The motive is clear: you do that in order to not get lynched, as a desperation tactic. Any good honest townie wouldn't bother with such extreme Wine In Front of Me, and they would take their death with gentle good humor and a sporting attitude. Yes, this man is no townie. This man is no man at all! This is a foul, foul beast of the supernatural order! A terrible ghoul, a vile incarnation of darkness!!!"

Everyone gasped in surprise and alarm.

And THAT, my friends, is why YLC is guilty!!!

"Oh, but there is more, much more. YLC has also engaged in the classically scumtastic behavior of telling other people how to behave as townies! Like when he voted for Niklas, but then did an about face and condemned others for following his lead! I also cite to you the day when he did a U-turn and asked for results from everyone, after saying it was pointless.... and he has been pretending to be such a helpful townie ever since. The overly helpful townie! Why isn't he dead yet, if he's been oh-so helpful? Hmmm???"

Winston Hughes: "Yeah! What's your response to that, YLC???"

YLC: o_____O

Niklas: "Secura, I wanna have your baby! I will follow you to the grave! J'accuse, YLC!!!"

YLC: O_____o

Diana Abnoba: "Sure, why not.... YLC it is."

YLC: o_____O


No one stepped forward to defend YLC. Not even Methos, who stepped forward and said....

"I abstain, and the votes have been tallied. It looks like YLC is the candidate."

He turned to YLC and said most seriously:

"You have been accused and convicted of a jury of your peers of being the foul murderer among us. The charges against you include but are not limited to:

• Murder in the first degree by coat hanger.
• Murder in the first degree by cheese grater.
• Murder in the second degree by mind control and amputation, then decapitation.
• Murder in the second degree by cannibalism.
• Murder in the first degree by cord strangulation and tearing the body in half.
• Murder in the first degree by immolation and bisection.
• Attempted first degree murder by piano wire.
• First degree murder by lawnmower blade.
• First degree murder by laceration, asphyxiation by mosquitoes, acid and molten lava burns, demonic consumption, and fall from a great height.

As well as two counts of being an accessory to murder by lynch of the innocent Captain Blackadder and atheotes. Do you have anything to say?


YLC:

Yes.... I do....

YLC:

This house belongs to me... this is MY domain.

I am the bringer of DARKNESS...

the keeper of HELL...

the ONE WHO MISLEADS.

I am YEQON LUCIFUGE CAACRINOLAAS.

I have many forms... one is the form of a vicious dog with the wings of a griffin. But I am obviously not limited by physical form.

NOW FOOLISH MORTALS, YOU WILL SUFFER THE SAME FATE AS THE OTHERS!!!

I HAVE BECOME INVINCIBLE!!!

I CANNOT BE DESTROYED BY THE LIGHT-BRINGERS ANYMORE!!!

I AM IMMORTAL!!!

UNSTOPPABLE!!!

AND YOU....

ARE.....

DOOMED!!!!

Yeqon immediately picked up Methos and tossed him through the wall, landing unconscious in the Dining Room. Niklas and Winston Hughes jumped on the creature, trying to restrain it, but it was just no use. Yeqon was too powerful. He ripped Niklas off of him like a ragdoll and threw him into the ceiling, sending him crashing through into the Attic. He punched Winston Hughes in the face, and the poor man went flying into the china cabinet, sending plates and glass shards into his body. Winston Hughes dropped his flashlight in the process.

Secura ran over and grabbed the object, and switched it on. She shone it directly at the Demon Yeqon, who screeched in pain.


Yeqon:

Foolish mortals!

Your light is nothing more than an annoyance!!

You cannot kill me!!!

He knocked the flashlight out of Secura's hands, and then nodded in her direction. Secura was lifted up off of her feet by an unseen force, and she was then tossed right at the front door, which burst open, sending her body to the path outside, just above the Abyss.

Diana Abnoba ran to the light switch and turned on the lamps she had plugged in. The added light made the demon roar in pain even more, but he was not even slowing down. With a terrifying roar, Yeqon's sound waves caused the lightbulbs to shatter. It was dark once again. Then he picked up Diana and began to strangle her, without lifting a finger.

Niklas jumped down from the hole in the ceiling, and picked up Diana's light bulbs and began replacing the lamp's broken bulbs. Winston Hughes got up and picked up his flashlight, and shone it at the beast, just when the lights were turned back on. Yeqon roared in pain, and then reached out with his mind, and switched off the circuit breaker.

All the electricity in the entire house switched off. All that was left was the flashlight and the candles. Niklas quickly lit all his candles, but Yeqon screamed in his direction and they all blew out. Then he ripped the flashlight out of Winston's hands and tore out the batteries. He picked up Winston by the neck, and threw his body in the direction of the Kitchen. By now, Secura was coming to and attempting to light her candle as well. She walked toward the open front door and tried to re-enter the Manor.

Yeqon took the fold-out couch and lifted it in the air, and threw it at Secura. Then he gathered up all of the worthless lamps and also tossed them out the door with great relish.

Yeqon:

tImE tO dIE, liTTLe pIGgY....

The couch shattered as it hit the front door, and the broken wooden frame landed on top of Secura, in a heap. The lamps broke all around her, some rolling off of the concrete and falling down into the darkness. Then Yeqon grabbed Niklas and Diana Abnoba by the throats, and began to choke the life out of them.

i'M LoOkInG fOrWarD tO thIS....

________________

Winston Hughes, meanwhile, was lying face-down in the kitchen, just inches from the body of Double A. He came to, and heard the sounds of suffering in the adjacent room. He looked up, and in the darkness, he tried to come up with a plan.... and that's exactly what he did.

Winston Hughes ran over to the Grandfather Clock and grabbed the metal swinging PENDULUM, and tore it from its frame. Then he ran over to the gas range stovetop, and turned on all the burners. Amazingly, the gas stove was able to turn on, and in just a few seconds, the stove had 4 blue flames on it. Winston turned up the burners to maximum, and then lay one end of the metal pendulum right on top of the fire.

Very quickly, the pendulum began to turn red-hot.... he grabbed an oven mitt from a drawer and took the pendulum from the stove. It was now a deadly weapon, burning bright red.

Secura wriggled her way out of the debris, and ran inside the house. She saw the bucket of motor oil on the ground, near the body of Captain Blackadder. She grabbed it and threw it on top of Yeqon, who had nearly killed Diana Abnoba and Niklas with his slow, deliberate, torturous strangulation.

Yeqon dropped the bodies of the other two on the ground, and looked at Secura furiously.

What do you think you're doing? Now you're just pissing me off.... Are you prepared for the kind of death you've earned, little lady?....

Secura tried to light her only remaining candle, and then throw it at Yeqon. She tried to light it, and the demon stepped closer and closer... she backed away, out of the front door of the house, and tried to get behind the pile of furniture debris. But Yeqon just continued to blow out the candle.

Young fool.... only now... at the end, do you understand.

Yeqon began to shower Secura with deadly, brilliant blue lightning.

You will pay the price for your lack of vision.

Yeqon continued firing deadly energy at Secura, tormenting her, and making her drop the candle.

Now, young Secura.... You will die.

Winston Hughes stepped behind Yeqon. "I don't think so. This party's over."

Winston impaled Yeqon through the back with the red hot, searing metal, igniting the oil that covered his body, and setting the demon ablaze.... with hot, brilliant flames. The light damaged Yeqon more than the heat did, and it caused him to writhe in agony. The lightning that had been directed toward Secura now ripped through Yeqon's own body, and through the metal pendulum, knocking Winston Hughes to the ground in pain.

Yeqon tumbled down the steps of the Manor, burning. It began to roll on the ground to try to put out the flames, but it was little use. It then got up and shouted at the others.

I CAN KILL ALL OF YOU WITH A SINGLE THOUGHT....

BUT IT WOULDN'T BE AS MUCH FUN!!!

Yeqon pulled the red hot metal out of its chest, and threw it into the mansion, trying to hit Winston with it, who rolled out of the way.

Secura noticed that one of the broken lamps was near her body, and grabbed the remains of it. She wrapped the power cord around her hands and went behind Yeqon and began to strangle him with it like a garrotte. She dragged his flaming, choking body toward the edge of the concrete steps.

Secura: I.... have had.... enough.... of..... YOU!!!

YOU GO TO HELL!!!

YOU GO TO HELL AND YOU DIE!!!!

She then lifted YLC above her head, as his burning body showered her with sparks, and tossed the Demon down into the Abyss.....

THE DEMON HAS BEEN SLAIN!!!!

VICTORY..........?

Alive: (5/17)

Diana Abnoba
Secura
Methos
Niklas
Winston Hughes

Dead: (11/17)

TheFlax (Night Three)
Double A (Night Four)
Renata (Night Five)
Centurion1 (Night Six)
Beefy187 (Night Seven)
Husar (Night Eight)
Captain Blackadder (Day Ten)
White_Eyes:D (Night Ten)
atheotes (Day Eleven)
Splitpersonality (Night Eleven)
Yeqon Lucifuge Caacrinolaas- YLC (Day Twelve)

Wrath of God: (1/17)

Thermal Mercury (Day Seven)

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[Askthepizzaguy]

With the demon slain, everyone is given a choice.

• Stay and fight it out, and claim the ONE MILLION DOLLAR prize, or
• attempt to escape through the bathroom mirror.

Begin Night Twelve. Send me your choice, whether you choose to stay or leave this manor, privately.

[Beskar]

[Beefy187]

Cmon laddies. Get out of there

[Niklas]

Woot! Great job, Secura! I should so have made that thorough accusation several days ago, I fear I'm losing my touch (or is it my spare time? Hard to tell...).

@ATPG: If someone (say, Methos ), were to fail to send orders for this night, would that default to staying and fighting it out? It would be rather anti-climactic if we all sent solidaric orders to escape together, only to hand the game to an inactive...

[Askthepizzaguy]

Woot! Great job, Secura! I should so have made that thorough accusation several days ago, I fear I'm losing my touch (or is it my spare time? Hard to tell...).

@ATPG: If someone (say, Methos ), were to fail to send orders for this night, would that default to staying and fighting it out? It would be rather anti-climactic if we all sent solidaric orders to escape together, only to hand the game to an inactive...

Methos was active today. If I don't hear from him during this night phase, I will WOG him.

The game will not be decided by his inactivity. He was active in the game just a day phase or two ago, so it hasn't warranted a WOG yet.

[Renata]

Hee. That was beautiful.

[Secura]

She then lifted YLC above her head, as his burning body showered her with sparks, and tossed the Demon down into the Abyss...

"Vegeta, what does the scouter say about her power level?"

The amount of times I survived having six shades beaten out of me is immense, and I liked your parody of Darth Sidious, especially considering our MSN conversation a few days ago with Flaxy. Nice job picking apart my argument, by the way...

Anyways, it seems the game has now descended into the classic 'prisoner's dilemma'; do you escape with your life and your friends, living to tell the tale of the house... or do you fight your way to the $1,000,000 and risk dying to acquire the cash? Which means more, friends or money? Co-operation or betrayal?

Now that the demon has finally been vanquished, I think it's time to leave, and will be acting accordingly; I've done my job, and if it ends up in a Marginal Defeat, so be it. Good luck to those who stay behind. :3

[ULC]

Meh, I only needed to kill so many of you to win. Considering the lack of activity through most of the game, I decided it'd be fair enough to reward those active with a standard town victory - this meant eliminating inactives, lurkers, and people who would go for the million. However, this was a midgame shift and affected my behavior and chances of getting caught. Odd though that I get killed because I couldn't post after you Secura for your post on Ath, but do to falling ill, could barely look at the computer screen. Not saying it'd be any different, but it'd be another thing I could have used in a counter argument. Also, you give me to much credit Secura.

As to everyone else - I am disappoint. I repeatedly hinted at my nature throughout the game and never once denied I was the demon. WE, I am ESPECIALLY disappoint, you missed the little girl hints, and missed my signature play from the second resident evil game.

I have won, so please do yourselves a favor and let everyone else win - oh, and yes, all but the last 2 of the kills were written by me, and then edited by ATPG. ATPG kind of restricted what I could do.

Sad to see it end though, I rarely am, if ever mafia.

[TheFlax]

Congrats Secura and the rest of town, but also congrats YLC. Being solo mafia with so many players is never easy.

A few questions; why did the killings only started on night 3? Why me?! (of course ) and did you miss out on giving orders on night 9?

If these can't be replied before the game truly ends, I'm quite content on waiting a bit longer, but I hope I won't be forgotten.

[Secura]

Not saying it'd be any different, but it'd be another thing I could have used in a counter argument.

Even though I agree that it wouldn't have made any difference (I think I'd have had at least Niklas to vote alongside me and then it would have been up to Winston and Diana to vote accordingly, I'd like to think one of them would have voted you too), I would have loved to have seen your response, and it's unfortunate that you were unable to do so; part of the fun of playing town is accusing, the other part is seeing players respond to those accusations, fellow town or otherwise. :3

Also, you give me to much credit Secura.

I only afford credit upon those who merit it, and I feel that you did; high post count, helpful to the town's cause... to anyone not reading between the lines, you really did come across as the consummate townie, something that is pretty hard to pull off as mafia because there's always that inherent scummyness that comes with the roles.

I have won, so please do yourselves a favor and let everyone else win

I second this.

[Secura]

Congrats Secura and the rest of town

It's not over yet, Flaxy; we're either going to have five townies with a Standard Victory or one with Total Victory and the others with Marginal Defeat/Total Defeat (dependent on if they fled the house or stayed to find the money and were killed).

I know which I'm choosing, and it's pretty transparant because such a choice is so me, as Romanic said. It's really down to Diana, Niklas and Winston; I don't know any of them well-enough to second-guess what they're going to do. xD

[TheFlax]

It's not over yet, Flaxy; we're either going to have five townies with a Standard Victory or one with Total Victory and the others with Marginal Defeat/Total Defeat (dependent on if they fled the house or stayed to find the money and were killed).

I know which I'm choosing, and it's pretty transparant because such a choice is so me, as Romanic said. It's really down to Diana, Niklas and Winston; I don't know any of them well-enough to second-guess what they're going to do. xD

Still deserves a congrats.

[Niklas]

I intend to leave the house and (hopefully) take the townie win. I hope Winston and Diana will follow suit.

[Beskar]

So what is it going to be, Share in the Victory or to Shaft!

[ULC]

Please don't stay for the money, any of you. If you do, I will win completely - it is a trap.

[Askthepizzaguy]

A few questions; why did the killings only started on night 3? Why me?! (of course ) and did you miss out on giving orders on night 9?

If these can't be replied before the game truly ends, I'm quite content on waiting a bit longer, but I hope I won't be forgotten.

All will be answered in due time. I would like to resolve the game first, and post the finale. Then you will learn all about what happened behind the scenes, and what the game setup was.