Mini 681 - Mish Mash Mafia - THE END!

[lord_hur]

Sekinj

must

pick a player to kill

No player can post until that is decided.

She did choose in post 311...

[ShadowGirl]

Because they want OP to shoot LBF, duh.
Althoguh I won't be surprised if he OMGUS-shoots me for offering to shoot him.

Where have I said I want LBF shot?

[orangepenguin]

Because they want OP to shoot LBF, duh.
Althoguh I won't be surprised if he OMGUS-shoots me for offering to shoot him.

Since there was even the slightest chance that people were going along with you. Why would I waste my shot on you, when you'll be tomorrow's lynch? Why haven't I died yet?

[sekinj]

The only votes were for OP and LBG. By chosing OP I fulfilled everyone's request. It figured that LBF would be sore about it now that I (in practice) fulfilled her idea. She seems to just be lashing out at this point.

I PMed the mod my choice since he missed my post about it.

[orangepenguin]

Now that I think about it, I think lynching me is best for the town. Lynching LBF would be dangerous. She'd probably shoot sek. Best of luck town. If you were smart, I wouldn't have been on the chopping block, but I am sure LBF is scum. So at least I did one thing right. Go town!

(and I am guessing a RAF style round next time..last person standing wins the "choose who is lynched role")

[letsbefriends]

If you're saying you fulfilled my idea, why would I be sore about it? I'm not lashing out either. Those are my suspicions. There's no reason for me to be making up things for no reason as town.

[letsbefriends]

OP, you say it as if you already know sekinj is confirmed town. How are you so sure? Because you liked her idea? Because she was town in the other games you've played with her?

[orangepenguin]

Um, no. I don't think sek is confirmed. Never said she was. But I trust her to make the right decisions in this kind of format, where she alone decides the lynch. I am not going to support people I have no idea how they play, day 1, with little to go on. Had I made it past day 1, I would've probably voted someone else as lynch picker. It doesn't matter anymore.

I sent in my 'shoot' and sek sent in her lynch. I wish the rest of the town the best of luck and good game. I will be reading along, most likely. But since I am technically 'dead' (not officially until Max says so, cause Sek could've sent in someone else as her lynch), I will stop posting. And LBF - if you flip town like me, then I am sorry.

[Max]

“The final

vote has been cast. Lifeblood must be spilled for the group to pass.

Sekinj,

do what you must. You are all in for a turbulent experience. Until next time, adieu.”

As the sound fizzled out, the electric light sources affixed to the stone walls dimmed, the area of illumination receding so that the arena lay predominately in shadow. A lone spotlight shone down on a pedestal laced with gold, revealing the menacing device that rested upon it: a single pistol with a single bullet. The gun shimmered menacingly in the dazzling light, its barrel seemingly searching for its prey as the trigger dared to be pulled.

The group looked about slowly. Everyones’ muscles tensed, ready to spring into action if the need arose. Their senses heightened, veins bulged and muscles rippled in anticipation. The majority had voiced their desired kill, and now all the power resided with the executioner,

Sekinj

, who stood in statuesque repose. If looks could kill, he would have been struck down on the spot from the venomous glances cast his way. Each person attempted to mask their fears, but some squirmed, their countenances betraying their efforts . . .

With good reason.

Sekinj

, glanced through the throng of faces, lone beads of sweat running down his haggard face.

Killing is easy . . .

He tried to assure himself as he located his prey, locking onto his silhouetted frame. His eyes shimmered, and he slowly leaned forward, preparing to pounce upon his victim.

Shadow Girl

instantaneously recognized the shift in

Sekinj’s

posture, and hastily slid out of his path, gliding silently behind

orangepenguin

, as if to serve as a barricade. To ensure there was no means of escape.

Tovarish

watched took several confident strides towards

orangepenguin

, though his face was blank as the marble upon which he trod. he too took up position behind

orangepenguin

on the opposite flank. he folded his hands behind his back silently, and nodded to

Sekinj.

letsbefriends and Manu_Ku

kept to the shadows, unable to contain themselves. Both breathed heavily and held themselves tightly, unwilling to take any part in the carnage that was about to ensue. Their attention snapped to the faces of all those who had began to form a blockade about

orangepenguin

, who, by this time, was all too aware that he had been chosen.

Then there was

Empking

, who was determined to be an instrument of dissent and chaos. As everyone began to migrate towards

orangepenguin

,

Empking

stealthily made his way towards the center of the arena,

brushing past the pedestal

before joining the congregation. No one noticed the gun disappearing. No one saw

Empking

slide the gun into

orangepenguin’s

back pocket. he then closed off the last open space, cleared his throat, and waited calmly.

Sekinj

was pleased to see that the majority was on his side. This would make the burden of his duty much more easier, or at least that is what he kept telling himself. His eyes scanned the congregation one last time before, without any warning,

Sekinj

leapt into the air, spiral swiftly toward’s

orangepenguin

.

“Time to DIE SCUM!”

His hands shot outward in mid flight, daggers rocketing out from within his long sleeves and gliding through the air with an echoing whistle. The projectiles had reached their target by the time

Sekinj

once again set foot on the ground, but had not served their purpose. One blade slid past

orangepenguin’s

right arm, grazing it ever so slightly. The other fell short, crashing into the stone flooring before sliding into the darkness.

The many onlookers sprung into action as well, dodging out of harm’s way as

Sekinj

loosed another volley of throwing daggers that spun rapidly and shimmered in the meager light.

{Player A

{himself/herself out of the way as

orangepenguin

stumbled backward with a gasp. he had attempted to deflect the blades, only to leave himself open to many more than he had intended. Two blades dug deeply into his gut, and another hit him in the shoulder, tearing tendons, ligaments, and other fibrous muscle away from the bone. Blood erupted from the wound almost immediately, shooting into the air and raining down upon those who held their position. Stomach acid and more blood began to seep through

orangepenguin’s

shirt, hissing, burning, and flowing freely.

orangepenguin

continued to stagger backwards, shocked into temporary silence. Eventually, he came into contact with the wall of bodies, many of whom pushed him back into the open, where he then stumbled face-first to the ground.

An eerie moan passed through his lips, followed quickly after by a blood curdling cry of agony and horror. The severed muscles dragged on the ground as blood and body fluid began to pool around him. The hilts of the daggers buried deeper into

orangepenguin’s

body, the tips of the blades protruding through his back.

orangepenguin

writhed in pain on the floor, hopelessly incapacitated upon the initial onslaught. he provided no resistance to his fate, and was now about to die.

Sekinj

shuffled closer, one grotesquely wicked blade glinting in his firm grasp. With his free hand, Sekinj the Executioner reached down and grabbed

orangepenguin

by the collar, pulling him up into a limp standing position. His arms wrapped around

orangepenguin’s

upper torso, the dagger pressing against his jugular.

orangepenguin

wheezed pitifully, struggling for breath and consciousness. Blood began to splatter upon the floor, flowing more rapidly now that they had slid about within his innards.

An acrid stench filled the air. The salty metallic scent of blood mixed with acidic fluid wafted about the onlookers.

orangepenguin’s

eyes fluttered open and closed as the struggle to keep his heart beating and his brain functioning became more of an uphill battle. he gagged at the sight of his own blood, then vomited noisily all over, tainting not only his own clothes, but also those of Sekinj and all within the proximity.

orangepenguin’s

hands fell weakly to his side, where they brushed against the pockets of his pants . . .

and the gun.

Insert dramatic music as Part II is posted

[Max]

Death of a Person -- Part II

Orange Penguin

reached shakily into the pocket as

Sekinj

shifted to support his/her weight pressing against him. In this moment, he/she managed to slide the gun from its hiding place and tuck it under his/her shirt.

Sekinj

lowered the blade and turned them both towards the crowed.

Orange Penguin’s

head dipped and rolled erratically as he/she fought for composure despite the profound loss of blood that continued to bathe the floor.

Orange Penguin

knew he would have to act fast to receive his revenge.

And so he/she did.

Sekinj

had only just placed the blade against

Orange Penguin’s

neck once again as a roaring thunderclap bellowed raucously to life, shaking the arena and all within it to the core. Flames and smoke erupted from the end of the gun’s barrel, and the lone bullet blasted towards its target, striking true between

letsbefriends’

eyes.

letsbefriends’s

snapped backwards with an audible snap, as fragments of skull and brain matter were sent splattering across the floor.

letsbefriends’s

body spun on its heels, blood shooting upward in geysers. The blood continued to gush out as

letsbefriends

, victim of the Orange Penguin Townie, slapped against a marble column, then began to fall, dead before his/her bones had time to collapse on themselves.

The single shot had also led to the demise of its producer,

Orange Penguin

. The recoil of the shot sent both

Orange Penguin

and

Sekinj

reeling.

Sekinj’s

arms loosened on his captive, the blade sliding silently across his/her throat. The result was immediate. More blood splayed all that had not yet been tainted by the carnage that had erupted in the arena, snuffing out several torches that had been placed between the electric lightning. Both

Sekinj

and

Orange Penguin

landed on the ground with a thud. There was a gargling hiss as

Orange Penguin

drew his/her last breath, then another series of snapping and tearing noises as the blade completely severed his/her head from

Orange Penguin’s

shoulders.

The head bounced and skidded, rolling over the blade that had missed earlier, and coming to a rest against the limp knee of

letsbefriends

who had already passed into the realm of the dead.

Two had died. As anticipated.

The survivors, still frozen in shock, looked slowly down upon the bodies sprawled out before them. All remained motionless as a click sounded in the distance, followed by the jingling of a fallen lock. A door fell open, casting a warm glow across the floor. The lights intensified, and the path to the next room became evident by the blood that ran in an aqueduct-like contraption towards the door.

Sekinj

the Executioner shuffled on all fours towards

Orange Penguin’s

lifeless corpse, and plunged his hands deep within his/her pockets.

Sekinj

pulled out

insert items here

, and indication of

Orange Penguin’s

Innocence/Guilt

.

Player E

boldly stepped forward and knelt at the side of

letsbefriends

. He/she too began to rummage through the clothing of the deceased for information.

Player E

managed to chance upon

insert items here

, proving that the decision made by

Orange Penguin

had been

beneficial/harmful

to the town.

Player E

let the items in his/her grasp fall silently to the floor before standing and walking into the next room in dazed repose. Others sobbed aloud, before following suit and exiting the arena, not daring to look back at the monstrous scene they had created. One-by-one, the lights began to bust in the arena, and as the last person exited, darkness overtook the spacious chamber. The deathly, oppressive silence once again returned to dominance, and the bodies of

Orange Penguin

and

letsbefriends

became submerged in their own blood. The corpses were doomed to be left unburied, but would never again be disturbed.

Orange Penguin, helpless townie, stabbed with daggers before being decapitated Day 1.


letsbefriends, helpless townie, shot between the eyes Day 1 by Orange Penguin

[Max]

Night 1, mafia may converse and decide on a kill which I expect by Wednesday

EDIT: I forgot to roll the dice

Original Roll String: 1d4

1 4-Sided Dice: (4) = 4

Game 1: Drive
Game 2: Systematically Make Others Safe
Game 3: Mafia Rumble
Game 4: Players Selection (Players Select the Game)

[Max]

Manu_Ku edges nervously towards the bathroom, upon hearing the murderers are still alive she runs, she hears a creak in her study, and goes to investigate, upon arriving there she saw a person face was covered and they were fairly tall, with one word she fell to the floor with terror, and was shot once in the head, once in the heart and once in the foot, the police claim this was an accident, is it? We will never know, unless you just so happen to resurrect the dead.

Manu_Ku, shot, Night 1

The narration began, "after an eventful night all but the three unsuspecting dead townies wandered to the town hall, justice was required, unfortunately justice very rarely happens, after several calls to order by the narrator's wife, nothing happened and a fight broke out, intriguing.
However this was not standard fight, it had interesting rules, each person suggested a power they have, they would then bid on them and then they would fight, all actions would be revealed, this will be interesting.

Please post political powers in thread

After the first person is knocked out the game will begin with 3 days for choices, these choices

MUST

be in thread otherwise half of your energy will go to defense, furthermore, you can

Unattack, Undefend and Unusepower

[Knight of Cydonia]

...I have no idea about this whatsoever. Could you make it a tad easier to understand? What do you mean by political powers?
I AM CONFUZZLED!

[Max]

Rules of Rumble

Political powers, as the game is meant to be based on voting.

[Empking]

Slander; If you use no other powers, you gain +10 to your attack.

[Knight of Cydonia]

Quick Witted Riposte: Spend 20 Energy, and pick an opponent. If they attack you in this round, gain 20 Energy plus half of whatever they allocated to their Attack.

[MafiaSSK]

Obama Bomb: If you attack someone this round you gain +20 energy.

[sekinj]

Electoral College - Choose your Attack/Defense points allocation after other players have revealed their choices. Normal powers must be chosen as well.

[Caboose]

Rally - gain 5 energy points at the beginning of each round

[ShadowGirl]

Campaign Commercial - Choose another player to reduce their defense by 10 points.

[RestFermata]

Clean Campaign - If you use no other powers in a given round, add +15 to your Defense.

[Max]

[mrow]Name[col]Description[col]Inventor[col]Owner Slander[col]If you use no other powers, you gain +10 to your attack[col]Empking[col]1 Quick Witted Riposte[col]Spend 20 Energy, and pick an opponent. If they attack you in this round, gain 20 Energy plus half of whatever they allocated to their Attack[col]Knight of Cydonia[col]2 Obama Bomb[col]If you attack someone this round you gain +20 energy[col]MafiaSSK[col]3 Electoral College[col]Choose your Attack/Defense points allocation after other players have revealed their choices. Normal powers must be chosen as well[col]sekinj[col]4 Rally[col]Gain 5 energy points at the beginning of each round[col]Caboose[col]5 Campaign Commercial[col]Choose another player to reduce their defense by 10 points[col]Shadow Girl[col]6 Clean Campaign[col]If you use no other powers in a given round, add +15 to your Defense[col]RestaFerma[col]7 Expose Dark Secret[col]deal 15 Unblockable damage this round[col]Lord_Hur[col]8

[Empking]

Nobodies going to pick slander will they.

[lord_hur]

Oops sorry, I'm a bit late on this.

Expose dark secret : deal 15 unblockable damage to target player.

[Max]

Nobodies going to pick slander will they.

Well in theory they might, as if they bid a small amount say 1, and no-one else bids they win.