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Author Topic: Mafia 18.3 - NIGHT 6 END - SOLAR ECLIPSE STORM / END OF THE WORLD FINALE END  (Read 53046 times)

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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #30 on: June 30, 2011, 11:58:03 pm »

VOTE: Sibare's Alt
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #31 on: June 30, 2011, 11:58:15 pm »

Btw, I'm a townie.

OH SHIT, really? Wow, for a second I was about to shit myself in the anticipation that we had actually gotten a member of the mafia with a blind lynch! I was so sure!
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #32 on: June 30, 2011, 11:59:57 pm »

Vote: Sibare's Alt
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #33 on: July 01, 2011, 12:00:27 am »


The vote is unanimous.

A mob of people stampedes out of a small shack, leading a hostile figure in black by rope around his neck towards a dirt clearing.
“Please! No! You can't do this!” screams the dark figure, “You got the wrong guy I tell you, I was framed!”
   “Shut up! We all know just what you are, what you've done!” yells one of the mob members as he guides the rope and the prisoner.
   “Be A Man and face your fate!” yells another.
   “BE A MAN!” booms up the chorus.
As the mob passes a couple of small buildings, a maroon, shiny figure comes into view in the distance.
   “We better get this guy done quickly.” says old man, walking along-side the mob leader, looking into the sky.
   “Ah yes, looks like bad weather soon” says the leader.
   “Don't worry, this is just one sacrifice we have to make for the greater good! We'll be doing this town a favor!” a third pipes up, patting the old man on the shoulder.
   “I hope so.” says the old man.
They approach the shiny, red figure, climbing the set of stairs and a creaky wooden platform built around it. Under the platform was the giant creature, perhaps thirty-three feet tall. If anyone ever saw it in the wilderness, it would haunt their dreams forever, if they survived the encounter.

Good thing this was a statue.
   Nobody knows where it came from, but one day it just showed up in the middle of the town, along with an large, empty rock tablet leaning up against it. It became the towns way of executing criminals. They hung criminals above it, and then lowered and impaled them on the spikes and claws of this monster. (There you go, Sibare. Your alt is in the game.)



A large group of townsfolk has gathered below and on the lynching platform, yelling various curse words at the prisoner.
      “Hang him up!” roars the leader.
   The rope around the elected's neck is thrown up to a post, and tied back down to the ground tightly. The prisoner is placed upon a trapdoor above the statue's spikes.



“This is wrong! We've killed so many of our own! Do you even know the cost?!” yells the prisoner.
   One villager down below stops to count the bodies hanging off of the statue, but loses count in all the yelling, and just yells “Fuck you Mafia Scum!” throwing a rock.



The prisoners' mind is on fire. Looking through the world, looking at the people, he watches the mob leader walk toward a lever. He knows it'll all be over soon. He takes one last look at the sky. It looks very grim, the storm that was on the horizon had moved right over the town.
   He could swear he saw balls of fire traveling through the sky right above him...


He feels his world begin to fade, when he is suddenly woken up by a raindrop hitting his eye. Then a voice whispers in his ear.
   “Psst, hey buddy.”
   The condemned slowly turns his head to the left, where a town member who helped lead him to the lynching post stands with a smug voice.
   “I just want you to know kid, the Mafia greatly appreciates your contribution.” says the man, before walking away, unnoticed.
   “It's him! He's in on it!” screams the prisoner in a frenzied panic.
   Remembering he forgot to name the man, he shouts.
   “It's---”
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #34 on: July 01, 2011, 12:04:13 am »

If I'm going to die on the first DAY, I may as well go out with a bang.

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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #35 on: July 01, 2011, 12:05:54 am »

If I'm going to die on the first DAY, I may as well go out with a bang.


God dammit Mark. He's probably just trolling us.

BUT SINCE YOU POSTED THAT.
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #36 on: July 01, 2011, 12:09:15 am »

LET IT BE KNOWN, MARK IS A VANILLA TOWNIE!

Except Mark's not the prisoner.



The vote is unanimous.

A mob of people stampedes out of a small shack, leading a hostile figure in black by rope around his neck towards a dirt clearing.
“Please! No! You can't do this!” screams the dark figure, “You got the wrong guy I tell you, I was framed!”
   “Shut up! We all know just what you are, what you've done!” yells one of the mob members as he guides the rope and the prisoner.
   “Be A Man and face your fate!” yells another.
   “BE A MAN!” booms up the chorus.
As the mob passes a couple of small buildings, a maroon, shiny figure comes into view in the distance.
   “We better get this guy done quickly.” says old man, walking along-side the mob leader, looking into the sky.
   “Ah yes, looks like bad weather soon” says the leader.
   “Don't worry, this is just one sacrifice we have to make for the greater good! We'll be doing this town a favor!” a third pipes up, patting the old man on the shoulder.
   “I hope so.” says the old man.
They approach the shiny, red figure, climbing the set of stairs and a creaky wooden platform built around it. Under the platform was the giant creature, perhaps thirty-three feet tall. If anyone ever saw it in the wilderness, it would haunt their dreams forever, if they survived the encounter.

Good thing this was a statue.
   Nobody knows where it came from, but one day it just showed up in the middle of the town, along with an large, empty rock tablet leaning up against it. It became the towns way of executing criminals. They hung criminals above it, and then lowered and impaled them on the spikes and claws of this monster. (There you go, Sibare. Your alt is in the game.)



A large group of townsfolk has gathered below and on the lynching platform, yelling various curse words at the prisoner.
      “Hang him up!” roars the leader.
   The rope around the elected's neck is thrown up to a post, and tied back down to the ground tightly. The prisoner is placed upon a trapdoor above the statue's spikes.



“This is wrong! We've killed so many of our own! Do you even know the cost?!” yells the prisoner.
   One villager down below stops to count the bodies hanging off of the statue, but loses count in all the yelling, and just yells “Fuck you Mafia Scum!” throwing a rock.



The prisoners' mind is on fire. Looking through the world, looking at the people, he watches the mob leader walk toward a lever. He knows it'll all be over soon. He takes one last look at the sky. It looks very grim, the storm that was on the horizon had moved right over the town.
   He could swear he saw balls of fire traveling through the sky right above him...


He feels his world begin to fade, when he is suddenly woken up by a raindrop hitting his eye. Then a voice whispers in his ear.
   “Psst, hey buddy.”
   The condemned slowly turns his head to the left, where a town member who helped lead him to the lynching post stands with a smug voice.
   “I just want you to know kid, the Mafia greatly appreciates your contribution.” says the man, before walking away, unnoticed.
   “It's him! He's in on it!” screams the prisoner in a frenzied panic.
   Remembering he forgot to name the man, he shouts.
   “It's---”







Too late.

   The trapdoor opens with a roaring thunderclap above, and Lion falls to a spiky death.


Lion was:
A Plot Device. He's not actually playing.




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So you gonna fight me with that thing?
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Derf <3's Neo for making him a mod <3

I think we should just add to the rules that I'll be in every mafia by default.

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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #37 on: July 01, 2011, 12:12:24 am »

THIS IS MADNESS
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #38 on: July 01, 2011, 12:12:49 am »

ONE MORE FOR MY SCORE
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #39 on: July 01, 2011, 12:25:07 am »

Doesn't Mark's post auto-fuck the game?
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #40 on: July 01, 2011, 12:27:07 am »

Unless he's already dead anyway. BUT WE'LL ROLL WITH IT.

...holy fuck, I actually rolled a 1.
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #41 on: July 01, 2011, 12:30:11 am »

Doesn't Mark's post auto-fuck the game?
This last one should help you decide that.





The vote is unanimous.

A mob of people stampedes out of a small shack, leading a hostile figure in black by rope around his neck towards a dirt clearing.
“Please! No! You can't do this!” screams the dark figure, “You got the wrong guy I tell you, I was framed!”
   “Shut up! We all know just what you are, what you've done!” yells one of the mob members as he guides the rope and the prisoner.
   “Be A Man and face your fate!” yells another.
   “BE A MAN!” booms up the chorus.
As the mob passes a couple of small buildings, a maroon, shiny figure comes into view in the distance.
   “We better get this guy done quickly.” says old man, walking along-side the mob leader, looking into the sky.
   “Ah yes, looks like bad weather soon” says the leader.
   “Don't worry, this is just one sacrifice we have to make for the greater good! We'll be doing this town a favor!” a third pipes up, patting the old man on the shoulder.
   “I hope so.” says the old man.
They approach the shiny, red figure, climbing the set of stairs and a creaky wooden platform built around it. Under the platform was the giant creature, perhaps thirty-three feet tall. If anyone ever saw it in the wilderness, it would haunt their dreams forever, if they survived the encounter.

Good thing this was a statue.
   Nobody knows where it came from, but one day it just showed up in the middle of the town, along with an large, empty rock tablet leaning up against it. It became the towns way of executing criminals. They hung criminals above it, and then lowered and impaled them on the spikes and claws of this monster. (There you go, Sibare. Your alt is in the game.)



A large group of townsfolk has gathered below and on the lynching platform, yelling various curse words at the prisoner.
      “Hang him up!” roars the leader.
   The rope around the elected's neck is thrown up to a post, and tied back down to the ground tightly. The prisoner is placed upon a trapdoor above the statue's spikes.



“This is wrong! We've killed so many of our own! Do you even know the cost?!” yells the prisoner.
   One villager down below stops to count the bodies hanging off of the statue, but loses count in all the yelling, and just yells “Fuck you Mafia Scum!” throwing a rock.



The prisoners' mind is on fire. Looking through the world, looking at the people, he watches the mob leader walk toward a lever. He knows it'll all be over soon. He takes one last look at the sky. It looks very grim, the storm that was on the horizon had moved right over the town.
   He could swear he saw balls of fire traveling through the sky right above him...


He feels his world begin to fade, when he is suddenly woken up by a raindrop hitting his eye. Then a voice whispers in his ear.
   “Psst, hey buddy.”
   The condemned slowly turns his head to the left, where a town member who helped lead him to the lynching post stands with a smug voice.
   “I just want you to know kid, the Mafia greatly appreciates your contribution.” says the man, before walking away, unnoticed.
   “It's him! He's in on it!” screams the prisoner in a frenzied panic.
   Remembering he forgot to name the man, he shouts.
   “It's---”
Too late.

   The trapdoor opens with a roaring thunderclap above, and Lion falls to a spiky death.


Lion was:
A Plot Device. He's not actually playing.



   It was one innocent too far.


   Suddenly the wind howls stronger, the rain falls harder, and the sun disappears beyond the horizon of darkness that has filled the sky. Lightning flashes violently, striking the tip of one of the buildings, setting it on fire. All the townspeople gaze at the sky as fireballs circle straight above them, colliding and exploding high in the sky.
   And directly above the statue where the fireballs exploded, the black clouds begin to tear a hole in the sky.
   A yellow, beastly eye that's appeared in the rift stares down at all of them, standing around dumbfounded.
   Suddenly, a black bolt of lightning strikes the ground right behind the statue, the townspeople all scatter like ants and run far from the dead criminal.
   All the dead bodies impaled on the statue's spikes begin to melt, and then burst into flames, falling to the ground, setting the ground on fire and electrifying the air. Where they fell, a black sludge starts flowing across the ground.
   The blank stone tablet leaning against the statue begins to write itself in light as the rest of the world falls into darkness. It says:
   “Beware the 3........................”
   It looks unfinished.
   It seems reality itself is shattering around the townspeople as deep holes in the ground start forming around them, with more electric black sludge and fire, surrounding those caught in the event. The helpless people of the town, trapped and surrounded, close their eyes, hoping it's all a dream, as the lightning, fire, and sludge all make their way toward each person.

   The storm roars on.

It is now Night 0.
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So you gonna fight me with that thing?
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - Dusk
« Reply #42 on: July 01, 2011, 12:34:03 am »

If I'm going to die on the first DAY, I may as well go out with a bang.



you can't have seriously thought you were getting lynched.
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - NIGHT 0
« Reply #43 on: July 01, 2011, 12:34:15 am »

HE COMES.
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Re: Mafia 18.3 - NIGHT 0
« Reply #44 on: July 01, 2011, 01:30:59 am »

i dun no wut goin on
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