Mafia 87: The Play, Basic Game

user_name said:
idk, I just found the biggest picture possible that described our love/hate relationship FF. BTW mode killing me won't do very much, considering I'm dead in two minutes.

This should be an interesting write up for my death :D
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Un, I literally flipped a coin to see if you would be lynched or mod killed. Sadly, the lynch won. But I will no longer be playing any Mafia games with you.

Vote Count:

Ninja- 1 - UN Un
Rich- 0 - Zaffy
UN- 5 - Lady G, Haydn, Willard, Zaffy, Bally, Pir
Bally- 1 - Ninja
Lady G- 0 - UN
Hay- 1 - Rich
2H- 1 - Dawg
Pir- 2 - 2H

No Votes: Tank
 
The town had chosen, and they had chosen Un. Not one person was sorry to see him go, not even Bala. Bala remembered that duck tape from earlier in the game, and got it back up. Un, still babbling nonsense, found himself tightly wrapped up in the slivery ducktape, and then realized with horror that Bala was planning something big and showy. As Bala set up the stage, a grand design started to form. In it, they saw a giant spider made of ducktape form, and then Bala made Un a a pair of ducktape wings, and then sent him flying into the web. As soon as UN hit the web, the Ducktape Spider came to life, and launched itself at him. The town watched with barely hidden satisfaction as Un was completely engulfed in so much ducktape that he would never again be seen in ACvill as anything more then a giant ducktape blob. And no one could here him blabbering anymore, so everyone gave a sigh of relief. Bala is heard saying "A fitting end. Ducktape is like the force, it has a light side, a dark side, and it hold the universe together. It should hold Un for a very long time..."

Un was a innocent Townie.
 
As the town celebrates the loss of their annoying friend, the evils are plotting and planning. Their also celebrating the duck-tape-enculfing of Un, but they have a job to do as well. Evil never gets a day off. As the town celebrates, the evil sneak around, looking for a good target. They find one, a little dizzy from celebrating so much, and a few glasses over his limit. The evils sneak up behind him. He hears them, and turns around. To his horror, he recognizes some of them. "But... your..." "To late!" and the evils take out Dawg with an easy shot to the head, sending him off to heaven without any pain at all.

Dawg was the Doctor!
 
The town, still celebrating Un's eternal silence (that means shut up, UN), and not yet knowing of their Doctors death, finds the body of Tank, locked in his room with a pair of big fluffy earmuffs on, to drown out UN's constant babble. It looks like he had choked on a big chocolate cookie, and no one had heard him as he died, thanks to Un's continual babbling. Well, at least he died happy and with a cookie in his mouth. :)

Tank was an innocent townie.
 
Game On!

Next nightfall will be Feb 9th, 9pm est.
 
Bye guys, good job 2.0 and NPR so far. You guys are playing a good game, one day you might even be as good as me!
 
Piranha86 said:
Whoah! Mind pulling a quote? I don't think I did this...

Sorry to see you go Dawg.
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Here you go.

Piranha86 said:
That is anti-town at best. Seriously. Why am I not 'pro-town' in your eyes? I think it's because I'm not 'pro-UN'.

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LG, I kind of see you as defending NPR. In fact, I really see you as defending NPR. I'm awfully sure that neither your or UN are townies (not saying you're communicating), but you creep me out still. I really hate to say it, but I think UN may be right about you and NPR in cahoots. But right now, I'll go with my guy (wouldn't matter if I placed a vote elsewhere anyway) I vote to lynch UN. Be warned LG, if UN turns up good guy, my vote will be on you or ninja.
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You say they aren't townies, followed directly saying that you're not saying they are communicating. The only logical option left is that they are the town PRs.


 
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