Stupid timezones, i just managed to check the thread.

Obvious is obvious. Vote Player: Fiat

 

Hahahaha, lynched before I woke. This was fantastic though. FANTASTICO!

Bah.

Die, Fiat.

Vote: Fiat

 

Doesn't really matter at this point, but: Vote Player: Fiat

 

We're just waiting for fiat to reply :/

 

What do you expect Fiat to say?

"Kensington, I'm sorry I failed to soup you?"

 

Kensington, I'm sorry I failed to soup you.

Everyone else, I'm sorry I wasn't that active throughout this game. At least half of the time I wasn't posting or doing anything I was just at school, the rest of the time I was busy. I dun goofed.

To Irene: I'm sorry for failing to provide competent opposition to your terrifying psychic powers, but you made one pretty big mistake.

 

Yeah, I don't believe Irene made a mistake; you're just trying to psych us out.

 

Believe whatever you want, I just don't want to draw the game out unnecessarily.

 

Fiat, that's either a really, really selfish way to play, or you're trying to, as Vira said, psyche us out.

Sort of transparent.

 

Sorry, Fiat, but you'd be a terrible teammate if you allowed your remaining ally to be found easily. Therefore, you are lying and we must follow Irene's instructions.

 

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Night 4


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The townsfolk wait with bated breath as their votes are tallied. Suddenly, a queer-looking bubble spaceship appears.

The cockpit hisses open, and a man in flowing velvety black tunic and regal cape strides out, hopping down from the craft.

"I am Tyranus. I have come to find a prisoner- one by the name of Fiat. He is wanted by the Republic." He says.

The townspeople, silent in awe, shuffle away and leave Fiat to his fate.

"Hello, Fiat." The man says, leading Fiat up to the ship, "I have a job to offer you- one involving clones. I will pay very well... provided you pass a test."

With a snap-hiss, a crimson shaft of light materializes from the man's seemingly bladeless hilt, and neatly bisects Fiat, who was too shocked at the alien technology.

"...And apparently you are lacking. Who else is on the list... Rayle... Nock... ah. Fett."


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Fiat has been Lynched!
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It is now officially the Night Phase. 24 hours gogogo.

Living Player List:

1. Moridin
2. Kensington
3. Vira
4. Castiel
5. Pyracrys
6. Rehio
7. jas
8. Lungs

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Because Irene didn't like being a blond boy:

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Across a land of fire and snow, a fair maiden sat on her gilded throne. Her aquiline features held proudly, as frightened servants scurried around the room. The woman adjusted her crown. By her right hand, a blond knight with broad shoulders knelt. His steely eyes were focused on her, as though they tried to burn every facet of her face into the man's mind. Every bit of the knight spoke of devotion and hunger. Upon looking the man's expression towards the royal maiden, one would have been reminded of a starving man who sits in front of a platter of fresh food.

"My queen," said the knight, "The night is nearly over. They say that dawn is coming."

"Dawn? Brother, you surely jest." The Queen toyed with a strand of the knight's golden hair. "Twenty-four hours have not passed! What sort of a twisted world involves Days and Night which proceed so asymmetrically?"

"Irene, my sister. That is the way it is, apparently," said the knight.

Queen Irene kissed her brother on both cheeks. A lone servant boy wondered if the queen's lips lingered a moment too-long on the knight's skin. However, Queen Irene pulled away before a scandal could be created.

"Ser Mishie. Thank you for your news," said Irene, leaned back in her throne. "It has been most useful."

Mishie gave the slightest hint of a predatory smile. "Well, it is always a... delight to see my sister."

Eyes flashing, Irene didn't respond.

"Oh, and I have another message to deliver, from the Northern lands." Mishie withdrew a scroll and opened it. "A man called Lutris sends his regards."

"What does it say?"

Mishie looked up, solemnly. "That it is perfectly possible to write tl;dr posts for FILLER."

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Day 5

"KaiDASH and his Chamber of Sekrits"


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"Why!? Why is it not fifty-four!?" jas exclaimed, gnashing his teeth in frustration.

"I feel you, soul brotha'", Kensington groaned strangely in an Oxford accent, his bushy afro bouncing in time with as he banged his pale white head on his desk.

WHAT DO YOU GET WHEN YOU MULTIPLY SIX BY NINE

A ghostly disembodied voice said, echoing in their heads.

"FIFTY FOUR, YOU CRAZY VOICE!" The frustrated pair shouted.

Suddenly, a mouse walked into the room, and squeaked to the two humans, "It's 42, you inconsequential, foolish little insects."

And then it pressed a button and jas and Kens were instantly turned into a fine pink mist wafting about in the air.

"Mostly harmless. Hah! Try mostly brainless!" The mouse mused, and went away to send a text message to his refugee dolphin friend.


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The Dancer danced the Night away!


jas has died during the Night!
Kensington has died during the Night!


Pyracrys tried to Soup Kill Moridin the Detective, but failed!

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It is now officially the Day Phase.

Living Player List:

1. Moridin
2. Vira
3. Castiel
4. Pyracrys
5. Rehio
6. Lungs
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Also. Witches will inevitably lose, going to call a Town win when I finish eating my tasty dinner. Also need to write commentary. Also need to put together an Awards list for the game.
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Lutris, you might as well just end the game now. I'm going to get lynched, and there's nothing I'll be doing to stop that.

You won't be seeing me again.

And through the times, for it is said
That times will pass to see
For this is how the legend lies
The crystal, shattered, dies.

 

Why you (ineffectively) hatin bro?

Also, yeah. Good game, people. Nice work Irene, you really ruined the witches

 

Kinda lame duck game because we only got in 2 days of actual playing because wtf martyr already dead and we needed to kill him to have a chance, but we didn't know he was already dead so we were never getting him on n2 so that soup was doomed to fail (and with it, the witches)

so witches go and do this crazy 'soup everyone to win' thing that obviously can't work =\

 

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"I'm bored." Irene the Angel whined, looking at the surviving Town members from her perch way up in the clouds.

"Well, that can be easily remedied," A dark voice said behind her, and KaiDASH, Fen, and Fiat, all Angels as well, kicked her off the edge of the fluffy white stratus.

"Waugh." She cried, falling to her doom (again), cursing horrible design decision on part of the Creator Lutris for not including wings on his Angels.

The Town became rapidly larger and larger in her vision, and seconds later, Irene crash landed on Pyracrys, unsuspecting villager, both of them splashing into bits of bone and flesh and (in Irene's case) puppy dog tails.



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Pyracrys has been Mod Killed.


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Congratulations! Town Wins!



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The Roles:

TOWN

Irene: Priest
Ashaya: Acolyte
Vira: Spiritualist
Palindrome/Moridin: Vigilante
Klackerz: Nun
Kensington: Benevolent Old Dame
Aziraphale: Martyr
jwlk: Judge
Necrule: Hopeless Romantic
jas: Desperado
Lungs: Dancer
Rehio: Pope
Castiel (Zeitgeist): Detective

WITCHES

Fenraellis: Demon
Occultist: Pyracrys
Killer: Fiat
Necromancer: KaiDASH

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Running commentary was done inside the Observers' QuickTopic. I'll link all the QTs here right now so that you can look over the entire game. I'll do additional commentary later.


LessTinyhunt QT Masterlist



The highlights (and the best bits) are in:

Observers' QT
Irene's Priest QT
The Witches 1 QT (over 400 posts in this bitch)
Necrule's Hopeless Romantic QT
Necrule/Pyracrys' Hopeless Lovers QT



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The Most Valued Player Award goes to:

~Irene the Priest~
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~for deducing the identity of the Witches accurately on Day 1, and hamstringing their operation with said knowledge~



The Most Devious Ploy Award goes to:

~Necrule the Hopeless Romantic~

~for also accurately deducing the identities of the Witches by the time of his death, and conspiring to use his connection to Pyracrys against the Witches~



The Newbie Effort Award goes to:

~Pyracrys the Occultist~

~for giving Witchery his all despite it being his first Mafia game, and surviving to the very end~



An Honorary Mention is awarded to:

~Aziraphale the Martyr~

~for (however unwittingly) causing confusion within the Witches' ranks by dying on Day 1, effectively dismantling their endgame Soup effort (now stop whining about the Day 1 Lynch Dfucking8)~



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That's it for now. Commentary will be provided when I'm less braindead, but to be honest, just look in the Observers' QT and it'll pretty much be dandy.

Make sure to check out Zeitgeist/Vesvius' STAR WARS II, that's starting up on Monday, KaiDASH's Warlock Hunt when it becomes ready to play, and also my very own Hunt of Thrones, based on the A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones universe set to be released later this year.


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Y u do dis Lutris? :cry:

 

lol sorry, copy/pasta'd from the Obs thread. xD

Fixing now.

 

For the record I was insulting everyone and everything at one point so don't feel too offended! And yeah, sorry for misjudging you Necrule. Respect for manipulating Pyracrys man!