Post by: Khushrenada on October 11, 2007, 07:20:20 PM
Appearently, the endless arguing over whether causing the neck to snap by hanging was the most humane way to die had caused someone to snap and post filthy images in the newspaper that morning while it was being printed. Most townsolK figured it was Volente who posted those pictures since he would be most opposed to this hanging idea. However, nothing could be proven. Instead, baseless accusations based on past history could only be thrown around. This had caused folks to pick on two people. Shift Key and 18 Days. Things got so tense over this weird distraction that the town was equally divided as to who was guilty.
Judge Khushrenada checked out the saloon window to the gallows. Yep, there were two ropes. Looks like a double hanging today today, he thought to himself. But then he noticed Saloon Girl Sally mingling with the Vote Shift Key crowd. Now what is that little vixen up to, the judge wondered. She definitely had the eyes of many of the people in that crowd. But there was one person in particular that seemed to be head over heels in love with Sally. As Sally went to get another round of drinks, the love-sick puppy followed her over to the bar. There they talked and flirted for a bit more. The judge was pretty sure the man asked Sally for a date tonight. Then, the conversation took a hushed tone. There seemed to be a bit of arguing. From what words the Judge strained to hear over the noise, it seemed that Sally wouldn't go out with the man unless he changed his vote, which the man didn't want to do. After a bit, Sally walked off in a huff and served the other froup some drinks. The man watched her, torn between his buddies and Sally. Finally, the man decided to follow Sally and but ho's before bro's. With a loud hollar, he announced that he was now voting to hang 18 Days.
Well, that sudden shift of momentum soon eroded the rest of the Shift Key faction's resolve and 18 Days became the most hated man in the room. Noticing the judge was there in the saloon, they brought 18 Days before.
"Open you courthouse Judge. We're pretty sure we found our man."
"I've been watching you argue for quite awhile," answered the judge, "And I say, why bother to hold a trial? Where there's smoke, there's fire. Let's hang the scoundrel!"
The mob roared in approval. Khushrenada smiled to himself. He was always good at inciting a mob.
Standing at the gallows, Khushrenada asked 18 Days if there was anything he had to say in his defense before he was hung.
"Yeah. I'm a townie, you stupid *bleeping* idiots. And another thing, I didn't put those pictures in the paper. RABicle did. Finally, I just want you to all know that you are...." 18 Days yelled defiantly.
He was cut short as the trap door beneath him was released and he was hung.
"Well, you win some, you lose some," said Khushrenada. Then, on thinking about the recent events, he added," Actually. You haven't really won anything you have you. I guess you just lose some. No. Wait. You lose them all. Well, see ya later."
And with that, he went home smiling to himself. Another perfect day in Stumbleton Creek Valley. I should make myself a pro-Volente badge, he thought to himself. It looks like I am going to need it.
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That night, Pale was following a lead on the filthy images scandal. Pale was the top reporter for Stumbleton Creek Valley's newspaper. Well, he was the only reporter. Anyways, Pale had finished talking to the sheriff about the revent events in town. Both agreed that the Judge didn't really seem interested in helping the townies but in hanging everyone he could. They both agreed that it no doubt stemmed from the incident that occured last week. They both agreed that for their sake, they should keep clear from him. Other than that, the sheriff had no new leads for Pale. But, that didn't matter because Pale had received another lead which he didn't mention to the sheriff.
Slipping through the shadows, Pale went over to the town stable where he had arranged to meet with a close friend of his who always seemed to know what was going on in town. Slipping in to the stable, Pale saw his friend and went over to meet him.
"Hey. What have you got for me?" Pale asked, coming up to him.
"This," he replied. And with that, someone stepped out behind Pale and knocked Pale's cowboy hat off his head.
"Hey, what the heck, man?" Pale asked, "What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm sorry buckaroo but you've been a bit too nosy. I'm going to have to take care of that," answered the man. Then 3 other men stepped out of the shadows.
"You're Col. Sancho Volente," Pale said, putting the pieces together.
"Ha ha ha. You are indeed correct, small man. All this time, I, your trusted friend and compatriot was really the great Col. Sancho Volente. Ha-cha!" Volente exclaimed. Then he proceeded to dance a quick jug while his men applauded.
"But enough with the dance and its beauty and mystery. I can not let you live now, you swine! Not when you know the greatest secret of this town. Boys, you know what to do," Volente yelled.
With that, one of the men produced a bucket hat and started walking towards Pale.
"No! Not that! Please. I'll do anything. I promise I won't tell anyone your secret," Pale pleaded.
"There is only one thing that you can do for me. The great Volente. With all you investigative knowlegde, tell me. Who is Black Heart Jack?" asked Volente.
"I don't know. I wish I did. If I did, I'd tell you. I swear," Pale sobbed.
"I believe you. But that doesn't mean I'm going to let you live. Finish it boys," ordered Volente.
"This death sucks," yelled Pale, "But you know what really sucks? Being a townie for the 5 games in a row. I can't believe..." But his complaints were silenced and the bucket hat was placed on his head. Afterwards, Volente realized they were in a stable and decided to put horseshoes on Pale's hands and feet. Then, they rode him around the stable until he died. Volente has a twisted sense of humor.
"Ha ha ha. Well, that was fun, wasn't it amigos? But, you know what is not funny? This Black Heart Jack trying to steal attention away from me. I'm a worse villian than him. I want him found and killed. You understand me? The great Col. Sancho Volente will let no man take his spotlight. Now, let's go," Volente said. And then the bandits went off into the night.
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At the same time this was happening, Windyman was going to the headquarters of the Stumbleton Creek Valley Newspaper which he owned, operated and printed. He knew that Pale should be back soon with the day's news and they would have to get to work. But as he waited in his office, someone else entered the building.
"Hello Windyman," the man said.
"Yes. Hi. What can I do for you?" Windyman asked.
"Don't you recognize me?" the man asked, "I applied to work for your paper twice now and you've rejected my application both times."
"You know, I get so few applications it's hard to keep track of everyone," Windyman replied, hoping to end the conversation before the man rants about deserving a job.
"You should have hired me!" the man yelled, getting upset, "I have a lot of good ideas for this paper."
"Yeah, I'm sure," Windyman replied, wondering how he could get the man to calm down and out of the office, "Let's hear some of them again"
"Well, for one thing. You should give every good game you review a low score and every bad game a high score. This will generate a lot of controversy and get a lot of people to read your paper. Also, you should make you letters to the editor page like that Nsider Paper and have people working to up the number of letters they send to the paper."
"I do remember you. You suggested we just stop bothering with the paper and shut it down. You have terrible ideas," Windyman said.
"It's a good idea and I'll prove it!" yelled the man. Then he shot Windyman 21 times. "There. Now this paper is shut down. Now everyone will see that I was right."
With that, Black Heart Jack walked out of the Newspaper HQ and slinked off into the night, trying to control the nervous tics that were causing his face to spasm as rage flowed through his body. Revenge is sweet, he thought, as his arm began to twitch uncontrollably.
----
"Did you hear the news?" asked Sheriff Rock Williams.
"That Pale is dead?" replied Doctor John Baxter.
"No. I'm refering to a different townie. Windyman is dead also. Killed last night by Black Heart Jack," explained the Sheriff.
"Cripes," replied the Doctor, "This town is going to hell in a handbasket."
"Well, I'm not going to give up. I'm going to do all that I can to bring these killers to justice. They'll slip up sooner or later," said the sheriff.
"Yeah. I just hope it's sooner," replied the doctor.
And with that, they left the doctor's office and faced the new day.
Post by: Khushrenada on October 11, 2007, 07:20:40 PM
Voting ends at Midnight Eastern. Like usual. The quick events for those that hate long text.
18 Days (Townie) - Killed by vote.
Pale (Townie) - Killed by Volente
Windyman (Townie) - Killed by Black Heart Jack
It should be noted that although Shift Key and 18 Days were tied in the vote, Saloon Girl Sally changed a vote to 18 Days, thereby breaking the tie.
The following people need to vote today or they will die:
Decoyman
Nuclearspeed
Sir_Stabbalot
Stevey
Finally, let me know if you want to play on the weekend. I'm thinking of just making a double day which will be open after this day's vote and run until midnight Eastern on Sunday. Will that work for most everyone?
Post by: ShyGuy on October 11, 2007, 07:23:24 PM
Post by: Shift Key on October 11, 2007, 07:25:20 PM
VOTE CHANGED
Post by: stevey on October 11, 2007, 08:38:39 PM
Post by: Shift Key on October 11, 2007, 08:42:42 PM
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Originally posted by: stevey
But I didn't even vote 18 or any other townie, why are you blaming me (plus I only lie low When I'm I townie, since It no fun when your all alone....)
This isn't about revenge. But feel free to explain your questionable voting pattern.
Post by: Darkheart on October 12, 2007, 01:26:36 AM
Later on today I will post a crazy man Jenkins post, and farther down I will post my vote. . .
Post by: Spak-Spang on October 12, 2007, 01:53:03 AM
Ok, yesterday I got a PM from Bustin98 saying he wanted to vote for Pale and was sending the message along. Pale is a confirmed townie...and when the Mafia noticed they couldn't vote Pale out, they decided to do a hit on him.
Vote Bustin98 You are either Mafia or being manipulated by Mafia.
I will give Bustin98 one more chance...but his votes are way to suspicious.
Post by: decoyman on October 12, 2007, 03:08:56 AM
outside, the streets were deserted. Clearly, the people of the town were inside for fear of their lives. Grabbing his horse from the corral, Brisco mounted up and rode towards the edge of town. And that's where he realized he wasn't alone. There, where the road crumbled into desert loomed a shadowy figure. Standing guard as if to protect its borders from Volonte, or to keep the people in, was Sheriff Rock Williams, atop his white-speckled horse.
"Sheriff," said Brisco, tipping his hat.
"Well, Mr. County. Beautiful day, isn't it?"
"Sure is. That's why I figured I'd hit the road. There's somewhere I've got to be in Santa Fe. But I wish you all the luck in dealing with this..." he trailed off as he saw the expression on the sheriff's face change.
"Yep, beautiful day. Clear blue sky, not a cloud in sight. It'd be a shame to break this peace, don't you think?" Still gazing up at the sky, the Sheriff pulled back the edge of his coat to expose the silver revolver in the holster at his side.
Brisco was beginning to see that he may as well have been trying to bargain with a rattler. This town was going crazy, and even a good man such as Sheriff Williams wasn't seeing reason. If they'd just let everyone leave, escape to another town, a larger place with more protection, they wouldn't have to worry about Volonte. But Sheriff Williams, a proud, stubborn man, was determined to see this through on his own, even if it meant the deaths of innocents and the town's very foundations crumbling into dust.
"I knew your father, Brisco. Damn shame what happened to him. He was a good man."
"A better man than me, Sheriff. Let's go to the saloon and have a drink, see if we can't figure this out."
"I'll have my drink here. But you go on back now. Nice talkin' with you, son." Sheriff Williams pulled a small flask from his jacket and drank deep, wincing a bit as he finished. Brisco turned back towards the saloon, wondering how they were going to get out of this mess.
Post by: nickmitch on October 12, 2007, 03:09:39 AM
Post by: bustin98 on October 12, 2007, 04:09:58 AM
unless one of my animal friends can vouch, I'm not voting at the moment.
Post by: NuclearSpeed on October 12, 2007, 05:24:20 AM
I'm willing to hear from others but Bob is going to a square dance tonight and may be back late. But it may be possible to change.
Post by: decoyman on October 12, 2007, 05:25:27 AM
"Give me the hardest stuff you've got. It's been a rough day."
The bartender reached down underneath the bar, and pulled out a dusty bottle of greenish-looking liquid.
"Absinthe. Ever heard of it? It's illegal in most parts, but I reckon this is a special occasion. Who knows how much time we've all got left anyways. This ain't goin' well."
"Hand it over, that sounds fine."
Brisco sat at the bar and gulped the shot down in one sip. A moment passed as his face contorted and he shook briefly, before falling backwards off his chair onto the floor, unconscious.
"Again? I told 'im it was strong. No one ever seems to believe me." He shrugged, then continued wiping down glasses.
Post by: ShyGuy on October 12, 2007, 05:50:58 AM
Post by: Darkheart on October 12, 2007, 06:48:48 AM
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Originally posted by: ShyGuy
So various cowboys keep whisperin stuff in my ear, but I don't cotton to that kind of nonsense. I'll state my business right out in the open. I think Stevey is guilty, and I'm standing by my detective work.
I have also pm'd stevey asking for specific info if he doesnt comply and provide the information everyone should vote Stevey. I am sure by now hes recieved my pm and I worry for our safety especially my own . . . If I die tomorrow you will know why, Stevey if guilty is running the mafia towards me. . .
Post by: vudu on October 12, 2007, 07:00:39 AM
Post by: decoyman on October 12, 2007, 07:13:55 AM
Ok then, ShyGuy, I'll keep this business in the open too.
I think darkheart makes a good point. If stevey's not responding (I've tried to contact him too, with no response), then the evidence is mounting. I've noticed that people play differently depending on the roles they have, and silence is sometimes the mark of mafia.
Darkheart, let us know whether stevey gets back to you today with satisfactory results. I'll do the same. If we don't hear back, I'll have a clear conscience casting my vote tonight.
edited for story continuity!
Post by: Spak-Spang on October 12, 2007, 07:20:00 AM
Post by: bustin98 on October 12, 2007, 07:29:22 AM
Man, I'm not feeling so hot. I better try to find ole Doc Baxter and have him take a look at me.
Aw shucks. . . my money clip fell off somewhere. I won't be able to purchase any meds from the Doc. I'll just walk it off instead.
takes a stroll through the streets of town
Post by: vudu on October 12, 2007, 09:26:01 AM
Post by: Darkheart on October 12, 2007, 09:26:35 AM
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Originally posted by: decoyman
Brisco, out cold for awhile, shakes off the shock of the absinthe, and gets up, looks around, and addresses the masses in a moment of sudden clarity
Ok then, ShyGuy, I'll keep this business in the open too.
I think darkheart makes a good point. If stevey's not responding (I've tried to contact him too, with no response), then the evidence is mounting. I've noticed that people play differently depending on the roles they have, and silence is sometimes the mark of mafia.
Darkheart, let us know whether stevey gets back to you today with satisfactory results. I'll do the same. If we don't hear back, I'll have a clear conscience casting my vote tonight.
edited for story continuity!
No response thus far I sense guilty Stevey is on the run from the LAW~!
Post by: Zach on October 12, 2007, 09:27:16 AM
Post by: bustin98 on October 12, 2007, 09:57:57 AM
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And where do you think you're going, Bright Eyes? You'll not be flirting with my wife now, will ya?
Jenkins, its Angel Eyes. And I have no intention of even looking at your feet, much less flirting with whats on them...
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And just how the heck can I trust you? You seem awfully suspicious walking out here by yourself.
Look, I wasn't feeling well. I'm just out for some fresh air. You have no reason to worry on me.
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Yeah, well, I'm keeping one eye on you. And my other eye on that eye in case it wanders.
By the way, looks like a storm be brewing. Never a good sign. I've got to get my laundry off the line!
And with that, Looney Jenkins was off, skipping and running down the dusty road.
Post by: stevey on October 12, 2007, 10:07:49 AM
I every role play post I drawled attention to me laying low so no one thought I was hiding something without having to say "I not playing kill me now." Also can explain why not voting on day 1 and voting for some who vote for you is "questionable voting pattern" or "either Mafia or being manipulated by Mafia"? I think AZ a godfather and that's why 18 was killed for voting him and your all trying to kill me now.
VOTE GADFATHER AZ
Post by: vudu on October 12, 2007, 10:35:06 AM
UNVOTE STEVEY
Post by: Sessha on October 12, 2007, 10:40:10 AM
"It's about time you got to hang a guilty man." Flint said staring up at the gallows.
Flint had heard how paranoia had gotten ahold of the sheriff, it looked like everyone would have to see this through to the end, he only hoped he would make it home to his sons
Post by: ShyGuy on October 12, 2007, 11:04:48 AM
Post by: Darkheart on October 12, 2007, 11:19:35 AM
VOTE STABBY
Post by: bustin98 on October 12, 2007, 11:20:39 AM
VOTE stevey
Post by: decoyman on October 12, 2007, 11:36:31 AM
The first time I voted for you, I wasn't sure of anything. But now...
Sorry fella. I gave you every chance to answer my very easy questions, and yet, here we stand.
UNVote stevey based on new evidence...
Post by: Darkheart on October 12, 2007, 12:03:44 PM
*Jenkins stumbles into the saloon clutching to the shirt on his chest. Looking closely, the people in the bar noticed the huge red stain near his heart and rushed to his side. A woman screams *
OMG JENKINS HAS BEEN SHOT
*Jenkins falls on the ground as a few men hold onto him in his dying hour. One of the men shouts out*
Jenkins did ya see who did it!?
*Jenkins in a weak voice barely manages to say a soft*
It . . . .it. . . . .it was. . . .. .
*A woman screams out terrified*
It was who, LET THIS MADNESS END MY BABIES NEED TO BE SAFE
*The woman sobs hugging her children closeby*
*Jenkins to continue to mumble something when a small dog runs into the saloon and starts licking up Jenkins blood*
*Jenkins screams out in a loud bold voice*
YOUR DOG MUSTA BE FROM HELL, LOOK AT 'IM JUST LICKIN UP MY BLOOD LIKE SUM EVIL DEMON. . .
*The men holding up Jenkins drops him suddenly on the floor with a thud as one uses a finger to pick up some blood and taste it for himself and then yells out*
ITS STRAWBERRY PRESERVES JENKINS AINT DEAD. . .
*A woman wearing a green tunic walks out of the saloon mumbling about wishin he was dead. . . .*
*Jenkins gets up off the ground and dusts himself off and sits down in a nearby chair*
*The woman with children walks up to Jenkins and slaps him hard in the face and says*
Jenkins HOW DARE YOU, you scared us all to bits there WHY IN HELL DID YOU DO THAT
*The children duck down seeing their mom scream at Jenkins. Jenkins takes out a smoke and lights it as he says*
Might as well plan my death seein how I am probably next. . .
*The woman calms down and looks at the old man. She then asks*
Why would they be after an old coot like you
*Jenkins puffs out smoke rings slowly before he responds with*
Oh miss you remind me so much of the b*tch of my mother but much kinder, you at least care about your children. . .They will come after me because THEY ARE AFTER MY GOLD!!!!!! To be honest with ya, I know too much. . . The sheriff came around the other day because I had called him to my house, ya see somethin happened last night. . . .
*the people gathered around the old man, could this finally be a clue to the murder mystery. . . . Jenkins continued. . .*
Well last night as you all knew there was a big ol full moon outside in the night and ya know the old tale, full moon, full blooms, unicorns lead the gold to the fool.
*Turns to his side to address a person to his left side*
Miss don't take your clothes off like that, not in front of the children
*people look confused at Jenkins*
Ma'am if you cant keep your clothes on I will put them on for you~!
*Jenkins strips out of his overalls revealing another frilly dress. . . .*
*A woman yells*
GOD DAMN Jenkins finish your god forsaken story before I personally kick your loony old man ass. . .
*Jenkins looking puzzled continues*
Well anywhoo ya know the full moon brings up the fabled unicorn to lead old fools to gold. So I was outside Uneee Korn huntin when all of a sudden I saw one. But it was someone ridin it in the dead of night screamin and makin a whole bunch of noise. The Unee Korn collapsed and the man picked up the poor thangs body and dumped it off a cliff. I ran off in the general direction to help the Unee Korn but the man stopped me at stuck a gun to my head. . .some other man slapped his hand away and said I was too loony to kill and that none of yall would ever know anyhow. . . . He questioned me with a gun to my head and I told him everything. . .
*the crowd gasped and leaned in to hear more of Jenkins story*
I told him about mah wife and my new marriage, the giant spiders that had invaded the town and even the story about the Unee korn. . . they then shoved me on the ground and told me if I didnt count teh 10 I would be shot on the spot. . . .They then took off and thats the last of them. . . .
*Jenkins starts sniffling leading into a full out sobbing spree*
When I came home I found mah wife, her magic map, and my 3 pistols I was a hidin from all yall ALL GONE~!
*Jenkins takes off his boot revealing a sockless foot*
. . . I just know it, they gonna come back and kill me. . . and teh think. . . One of yall stole mah wife! ONE OF YAH TOOK HER ILL KILL YALL ILL KILL YALL
*Jenkins rips open his dress to reveal 3 sticks of dynamite strapped to his chest with an alarm clock horse glued on*
*Women and men scream and run out of the building, while the braver of people stay trying to calm down Jenkins. . . *
*The men have their guns drawn and pointed at Jenkins who is now calmly sitting down at a table drinking a cup of tea with his half torn dress and bulging amount of explosives on his chest*
Dont worry gentlemen, I aint blowing myself up anytime soon. . . I just wanted to scare away the cowards to tell you youngins a secret Ive learned. . .
Many of yall are scared and confused about who's who in this town, but I hear that the good ol judge seemed to have sent out personal telegraphs to all yall prior to Volonte hittin this town explainin somethin special. . . .
If yall compare ya notes you could find confidence within each other to start formin some real teams instead of hangin each other worse than a couple of hens in a butchershop. . . The judge has a. . . .special kind of writin thats hard to imitate like any other. Might I ask others to ask each other for a screenshot of the telegraph to prove its original . . . Its hard to fake them things with one of those photoshop printing presses so I think that be a wise idea for yall . . . I expect mah death to be comin tonight unless someone here thinks they could keep a lookie out for me tonight. . .
*With that Jenkins dumped the rest of the tea on the table, lit a cigarette, exited the saloon and hopped on his . . .goat like stallion and rode off into the sunset*
Post by: nickmitch on October 12, 2007, 12:10:08 PM
Post by: stevey on October 12, 2007, 01:11:55 PM
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Originally posted by: darkheart
You have not provided me with what I want Stevey, THEREFORE I CONDEMN YOU GUILTY and encourage everyone to vote him. . . hes panicking people PANICKING. . . Looking for excuses and scapegoats. Stevey has posted in other threads in the past few days, hell just a day ago he posted in the lurkers thread IN THE FUNHOUSE! Its not a matter of Stevey not having enough time, ITS A MATTER OF STEVEY TRYING TO HOLD ONTO HIS KILLING POSITION~!
Vote Stevey
wow your logic flawless, "he not countering my baseless accusation, he must be mafia, vote vote vote", How can we trust your not mafia huh huh huh!
happy, (I hate being a townie, Townie role suck!)
/grumpy
Post by: vudu on October 12, 2007, 01:14:49 PM
Post by: Darkheart on October 12, 2007, 01:23:22 PM
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Originally posted by: steveyQuote
Originally posted by: darkheart
You have not provided me with what I want Stevey, THEREFORE I CONDEMN YOU GUILTY and encourage everyone to vote him. . . hes panicking people PANICKING. . . Looking for excuses and scapegoats. Stevey has posted in other threads in the past few days, hell just a day ago he posted in the lurkers thread IN THE FUNHOUSE! Its not a matter of Stevey not having enough time, ITS A MATTER OF STEVEY TRYING TO HOLD ONTO HIS KILLING POSITION~!
Vote Stevey
wow your logic flawless, "he not countering my baseless accusation, he must be mafia, vote vote vote", How can we trust your not mafia huh huh huh!
happy, (I hate being a townie, Townie role suck!)
/grumpy
Well jesus stevey why do you act so damn suspicious then you should of posted something like that or sent it to one of us . . .
Post by: Darkheart on October 12, 2007, 01:23:41 PM
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Originally posted by: vudu
I believe you. VOTE BUSTIN
Hes innocent too . . . I thought you guys had a lead. . .
Post by: Darkheart on October 12, 2007, 01:24:49 PM
Post by: stevey on October 12, 2007, 01:27:56 PM
Post by: Sessha on October 12, 2007, 01:28:29 PM
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Originally posted by: ShyGuy
Sessha, your tagline says your part of some Oriental mafia. Care to explain?
Oh my god I am an idiot I originally put what's my tagline? Well I'm korean but I have a few friends in japan. I went to Japan about a year ago. I learned all my japanese from old samurai movies etc. So when I was there I had a very rough way of speaking which wasn't my intention. So a lot of people mistook me for a foriegn gangster. Both my screenname and tagline are old nicknames.
Oriental describes things not people
(Not really mad don't worry)Vote Stabbalot
What's going on here?? I have no idea who to vote for now
Post by: Zach on October 12, 2007, 01:45:48 PM
VOTE I DONT KNOW!!
Post by: Sir_Stabbalot on October 12, 2007, 01:50:06 PM
Un-Vote Stevey
Post by: Darkheart on October 12, 2007, 01:50:54 PM
Post by: ShyGuy on October 12, 2007, 01:57:32 PM
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Now listen up pilgrim, you're a townie and you're just gonna have to do the best ya can. (Think of John Wayne saying that line.)
I think I will give Stevey a reprieve and instead Vote Windy
Post by: Darkheart on October 12, 2007, 02:34:33 PM
Shyguy if you pm me the screenshot or post it here I will give you the list of townies. . . .
Post by: ShyGuy on October 12, 2007, 02:38:36 PM
Post by: Athrun Zala on October 12, 2007, 02:40:13 PM
Quotegod, if you are going to lie, at least do it right... Rab was bandwagon-ed, also, that same logic could've been applied to Day 2 when you voted for me... and your only basis for me being mafia is a lame "revenge for voting me kill" (which, by the way, YOU know that I wouldn't do)?
Originally posted by: stevey
I been really really really busy this week, Smash bros megaton, Zelda PH, school, my internet keeps dieing every two day & needs to be fixed, AP, NHS, other stuff that keep poping up, ect... hell, I haven't read the roles yet. I start (really) playing next Monday after I have a chance to catch up on nearly everything....
I every role play post I drawled attention to me laying low so no one thought I was hiding something without having to say "I not playing kill me now." Also can explain why not voting on day 1 and voting for some who vote for you is "questionable voting pattern" or "either Mafia or being manipulated by Mafia"? I think AZ a godfather and that's why 18 was killed for voting him and your all trying to kill me now.
VOTE GADFATHER AZ
seriously, try again...
Post by: Shift Key on October 12, 2007, 03:15:14 PM
Shyguy: Windy is dead. Vote for someone else.
Edit: Today I'm a non-voting felon as a sign of faith to the townies.
Post by: Sir_Stabbalot on October 12, 2007, 03:58:48 PM
Post by: Shift Key on October 12, 2007, 04:18:23 PM
Who's behind this? I'm getting several messages from different people without details (which of course is to be expected) but I would like to know whose hands I am putting my future in.
Send me a PM if you will vouch for darkheart. If the mob is as massive as it claims, then one other person could satisfy my curiosity.
UPDATE: Thanks for the confirmation. We now return to your normal programming.
Post by: decoyman on October 12, 2007, 04:19:55 PM
Vote Stabby
Like nuclearspeed said, he's been mysteriously absent nearly the whole game, and that is totally out of character.
Post by: Sir_Stabbalot on October 12, 2007, 04:55:26 PM
As for why I'm not on much, lots to do (and Portal, the cake is a lie!).
Post by: Athrun Zala on October 12, 2007, 04:55:36 PM
EDIT: hmm... maybe I will... vote stabby
Post by: Zach on October 12, 2007, 04:56:16 PM
Post by: nickmitch on October 12, 2007, 04:57:11 PM
Post by: Crimm on October 12, 2007, 04:59:23 PM
Post by: Khushrenada on October 12, 2007, 05:05:41 PM
Alright. This is the end result for the voting today. Athrun - 4 Stabby - 6. Although one Stabby vote was edited and change after the voting deadline. That still leaves a Stabby majority at 5-4. So, now that is squared away with.
I require the night actions now for those who haven't sent them in yet. If you aren't using a night action, please let me know. I can resolve things that much quicker. As mentioned, the next day, Day 5, will last Saturday and Sunday until Midnight Eastern Sunday. So, feel free to take some time off on the weekend.
Alright hour and a half night action deadline starts now.
Post by: Sir_Stabbalot on October 12, 2007, 05:18:41 PM
Post by: Spak-Spang on October 12, 2007, 05:57:13 PM
Post by: bustin98 on October 12, 2007, 06:02:50 PM
Look at what I miss. Geez. I hope we get the new story here soon, I'm biting my nails.
Post by: decoyman on October 12, 2007, 06:08:19 PM
Post by: bustin98 on October 12, 2007, 06:19:18 PM
