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TalkBack / RE: ATI Talks About Revolution
« on: January 18, 2006, 01:18:52 PM »
It's all about the displacement mapping, yo.
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TalkBack / RE:Reggie Says Revolution will be
« on: January 18, 2006, 12:53:11 PM »
It's possible that they may go for the higher price point for two reasons:
1) They like selling their machines for a lower price than the competition while also making a profit per console sold.
2) The higher price point could help change the perception of their console simply being a "toy."
Either one is BS to me. Assuming that the stats leaked by the developers are correct, then $199 would be the perfect price to pitch the new-fangled controller and the virtual console and still make a profit.
Also, I'd like to know whether or not they're actually going to use displacement mapping.
1) They like selling their machines for a lower price than the competition while also making a profit per console sold.
2) The higher price point could help change the perception of their console simply being a "toy."
Either one is BS to me. Assuming that the stats leaked by the developers are correct, then $199 would be the perfect price to pitch the new-fangled controller and the virtual console and still make a profit.
Also, I'd like to know whether or not they're actually going to use displacement mapping.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Endgame Everyone who played, feel free to post.
« on: January 17, 2006, 05:22:10 PM »
Townies won. Breaky Boy was the Serial Killer, Pale was the Detective. Aurion only got shot because Bill wanted a death scene.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Endgame Everyone who played, feel free to post.
« on: January 17, 2006, 03:38:49 PM »
Too easy.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Endgame Everyone who played, feel free to post.
« on: January 17, 2006, 03:11:02 PM »
It could've been a happy ending. But Bill really wanted to be wounded so that we could use that picture.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Day Seven
« on: January 17, 2006, 02:43:35 PM »
Pale had already been inside the Courthouse waiting for Bill. As the Judge walked in, Pale had lit up a cigarette. The stench of old smoke filled the cool cavernous room.
"No smoking in my Court," Judge Aurion said.
"You have no Court anymore, Judge. You're under arrest."
"Arrest? What have I done?"
"Over half your town is dead. And you still have the serial killer to contend with."
"You've already investigated everyone else. We know for a fact that BreakyBoy is our man."
"He's MY first priority. You, my friend, are my second."
At this moment, BreakyBoy walked in, "Uh, Judge, I'm going to need some soap or something for IceCold's blood.
"Put your hands up slowly, BreakyBoy," Pale demanded. He and Aurion were now aiming their weapons at him.
Before BreakyBoy could reach both hands completely above his head, Aurion fired "Swift Justice" for the last time. Breaky fell prostrate in a pool of blood, and now Pale's pistol was aimed for Aurion's head.
"That's exactly the kind of sh#t that's bringing you down, Bill!"
"I saved this town. It's because of me that any of us are still alive."
"Don't give me that crap, you egotistical ass. If it wasn't for me, you'd be in the dark! You nearly let BlackNMild go!"
Bill fired a fist right in Pale's gut; Pale reflexively fired a shot toward the ceiling. Aurion then kicked the pistol out of Pale's hand, then swept his legs.
Pale reached behind his own back as he fell. He grabbed a revolver he'd kept in reserve. He didn't have a good shot, but he had six chances. He started firing. The first shot missed Aurion entirely, but it did get him to duck. The next shot went just above his head. With his third shot, Pale had slightly more time to aim, and successfully hit Aurion in the gut.
Judge Aurion, the wind knocked out of him, kneeled over.
"Dammit!"
"Is that the only way to get things done here, Judge?"
Judge Aurion heard the revolver's hammer pulled back just above his head. He was totally helpless.
"NO! Stop! That's my husband!" TVMan yelled as he ran in. He was dressed in a white blouse and a long blue skirt and wearing a long blonde wig. He actually looked rather lovely.
"What the fu-" Pale started.
"My name is Bridget! That's my husband! You can't kill him! Please no!"
TVMan/Bridget then reached down, and lifted Aurion up and held him up in an embrace. He was tearful, but strong. He laid Aurion down and started tending to his wound. "You bastard!"
Pale was flabbergasted. "You know what? This is enough. I'm going back home. This place is too damn weird for me."
When he walked outside, IceCold had just come-to.
"Where you headed?" Ice asked.
"Home," Pale replied, "I just can't take anymore surprises."
"You'll be missed," Ice said. "You were a hell of a detective."
"You should get out, too." Pale siad. "That Judge and his uh. . .wife are nuts."
Ice looked horrified.
"Those are my parents, you dick."
"No smoking in my Court," Judge Aurion said.
"You have no Court anymore, Judge. You're under arrest."
"Arrest? What have I done?"
"Over half your town is dead. And you still have the serial killer to contend with."
"You've already investigated everyone else. We know for a fact that BreakyBoy is our man."
"He's MY first priority. You, my friend, are my second."
At this moment, BreakyBoy walked in, "Uh, Judge, I'm going to need some soap or something for IceCold's blood.
"Put your hands up slowly, BreakyBoy," Pale demanded. He and Aurion were now aiming their weapons at him.
Before BreakyBoy could reach both hands completely above his head, Aurion fired "Swift Justice" for the last time. Breaky fell prostrate in a pool of blood, and now Pale's pistol was aimed for Aurion's head.
"That's exactly the kind of sh#t that's bringing you down, Bill!"
"I saved this town. It's because of me that any of us are still alive."
"Don't give me that crap, you egotistical ass. If it wasn't for me, you'd be in the dark! You nearly let BlackNMild go!"
Bill fired a fist right in Pale's gut; Pale reflexively fired a shot toward the ceiling. Aurion then kicked the pistol out of Pale's hand, then swept his legs.
Pale reached behind his own back as he fell. He grabbed a revolver he'd kept in reserve. He didn't have a good shot, but he had six chances. He started firing. The first shot missed Aurion entirely, but it did get him to duck. The next shot went just above his head. With his third shot, Pale had slightly more time to aim, and successfully hit Aurion in the gut.
Judge Aurion, the wind knocked out of him, kneeled over.
"Dammit!"
"Is that the only way to get things done here, Judge?"
Judge Aurion heard the revolver's hammer pulled back just above his head. He was totally helpless.
"NO! Stop! That's my husband!" TVMan yelled as he ran in. He was dressed in a white blouse and a long blue skirt and wearing a long blonde wig. He actually looked rather lovely.
"What the fu-" Pale started.
"My name is Bridget! That's my husband! You can't kill him! Please no!"
TVMan/Bridget then reached down, and lifted Aurion up and held him up in an embrace. He was tearful, but strong. He laid Aurion down and started tending to his wound. "You bastard!"
Pale was flabbergasted. "You know what? This is enough. I'm going back home. This place is too damn weird for me."
When he walked outside, IceCold had just come-to.
"Where you headed?" Ice asked.
"Home," Pale replied, "I just can't take anymore surprises."
"You'll be missed," Ice said. "You were a hell of a detective."
"You should get out, too." Pale siad. "That Judge and his uh. . .wife are nuts."
Ice looked horrified.
"Those are my parents, you dick."
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Day Seven
« on: January 17, 2006, 02:08:25 PM »
No, you have a broken nose. Alright I'm ending this puppy early.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: OMG! Information Network
« on: January 17, 2006, 01:46:06 AM »
I actually do not have a constant, painful erection.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Day Seven
« on: January 17, 2006, 01:44:34 AM »
Nah, you just got knocked the F out.
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NWR Forums Discord / Mafia: Day Seven
« on: January 16, 2006, 07:39:06 PM »
Aurion walked up to his courthouse early in the morning to take care of some paperwork he had put off last night.
"DAMMIT!"
Aurion was upset. Yet another bloodless, eviscerated townie corpse was hanging upside down from his court's roof. It wasn't so much that the site was disturbing, but rather that it posed a great inconvenience and it was certainly not what anyone would consider decorative.
"Hullo, Judge!" said Ice Cold as he was walking by, "OH MY JESUS! Is that InfernalMonkey?"
"It was." Aurion replied irritably.
"Hey, Judge, who are we killing today!?" This time it was Breakyboy.
"That's the last thing on my mind," Aurion said.
Breakyboy then noticed the corpse that certainly was not put up for decoration and vomited.
"Breaky, isn't it bad enough that I've got a dead man at my doorway without you puking all over my place?!" Aurion shouted angrily.
Breaky shied away, "I'm sorry, it's just. . .that's really foul."
IceCold interjected, "You know Aurion, your bullying is really starting to piss me off. You do realize that the Courthouse is taxpayer funded don't you!? It's public property!"
At this Aurion punched IceCold and knocked him out. . .uh, cold.
"Clean that up, Breaky!"
"The vomit or Ice's nose blood?" he asked
"Both."
With that he slammed the Courthouse doors behind him.
"DAMMIT!"
Aurion was upset. Yet another bloodless, eviscerated townie corpse was hanging upside down from his court's roof. It wasn't so much that the site was disturbing, but rather that it posed a great inconvenience and it was certainly not what anyone would consider decorative.
"Hullo, Judge!" said Ice Cold as he was walking by, "OH MY JESUS! Is that InfernalMonkey?"
"It was." Aurion replied irritably.
"Hey, Judge, who are we killing today!?" This time it was Breakyboy.
"That's the last thing on my mind," Aurion said.
Breakyboy then noticed the corpse that certainly was not put up for decoration and vomited.
"Breaky, isn't it bad enough that I've got a dead man at my doorway without you puking all over my place?!" Aurion shouted angrily.
Breaky shied away, "I'm sorry, it's just. . .that's really foul."
IceCold interjected, "You know Aurion, your bullying is really starting to piss me off. You do realize that the Courthouse is taxpayer funded don't you!? It's public property!"
At this Aurion punched IceCold and knocked him out. . .uh, cold.
"Clean that up, Breaky!"
"The vomit or Ice's nose blood?" he asked
"Both."
With that he slammed the Courthouse doors behind him.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE:Mafia: Day Six
« on: January 16, 2006, 05:33:23 PM »
Judge Aurion had received the notice from Detective Dick. "SS4 is the last Pietriot, I know from my investigations."
He never bothered to open the Courthouse.
He went straight to SS4's house and knocked on the door.
"Who is it!?" Came the reply.
"Candygram!" He retorted.
"Oooh, I love candy!" The door swung open and "Swift Justice" removed SS4's face.
Judge Aurion then met up with IceCold for an ice cold beer and to discuss the inherent nature of man as related through the works of Christopher Marlow.
He never bothered to open the Courthouse.
He went straight to SS4's house and knocked on the door.
"Who is it!?" Came the reply.
"Candygram!" He retorted.
"Oooh, I love candy!" The door swung open and "Swift Justice" removed SS4's face.
Judge Aurion then met up with IceCold for an ice cold beer and to discuss the inherent nature of man as related through the works of Christopher Marlow.
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NWR Forums Discord / Mafia: Day Six
« on: January 16, 2006, 03:38:18 AM »
Everything was coming to a head. There was only one man left of the Mafias. Paranoia began to set in. These townspeople were smart. Despite their dwindling numbers, they were knocking off the bootleggers right and left.
This Pietriot stayed quiet. He steered away from anyhing too flashy. But, he wanted to send a message. And to make it clear, he'd have to kill someone dear to the town.
He decided to kill the child townie.
MysticGohan remained within the confines of a deep depression for the next day. Having lost his belovved Uncle Bob, he simply cried in his room all day. The night after Uncle Bob's death, Gohan made the fatal mistake of attempting to find out who the serial killer.
But after a brief encounter with a hot ball of lead, the only thing Gohan found was the answer to whether there was life after death.
This Pietriot stayed quiet. He steered away from anyhing too flashy. But, he wanted to send a message. And to make it clear, he'd have to kill someone dear to the town.
He decided to kill the child townie.
MysticGohan remained within the confines of a deep depression for the next day. Having lost his belovved Uncle Bob, he simply cried in his room all day. The night after Uncle Bob's death, Gohan made the fatal mistake of attempting to find out who the serial killer.
But after a brief encounter with a hot ball of lead, the only thing Gohan found was the answer to whether there was life after death.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Brainstorm DOAX2 minigames!!
« on: January 14, 2006, 12:34:25 PM »
I can't participate in this because I find the DOA girl's faces creepy. Anime heads on realisitc bodies. That's nightmare material right there.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE:Mafia: Day Five
« on: January 13, 2006, 05:49:02 PM »
Uber-genius Stabby had his plans backfire on him. He had thought that walking around town with an empty shotgun would simply make him look foolish and not like a cold blooded Fanboy killer. Unfortunately, his relatively consistent siding with BlackNMild regarding everything revealed the truth. That and people are scared of men who walk around town with shotguns.
Unlike BlackNMild, Stabby didn't wish to go out in a blaze of glory. Instead he pleaded for mercy with tears streaming down his cheek.
"OH PLEASE OH PLEASE OH PLEASE DON'T LET ME DIE! I'M SOOOO SORRY!!!"
"You pull my heartstrings, Mr. Stab. I can't say that I'm not moved. Not quite to tears, but possibly mercy. A life sentence sounds about right for you. No. You are obviously a penetant man. You have made a complete turn around. I trust you to return to society a rehabilitated man.
"NOT GUILTY!"
"R-r-really??" Stab was in shock
"Absolutely, you're a free man, get on your way! Smell the roses!"
Stab turned around, the entire courtroom burst in applause, and orchestral music swelled as he walked toward the door.
BLAM!
Stab fell limply to the floor.
"Hahaha. Just kidding. I love how naive some can be." Aurion chuckled to himself. "The Fanboys are all dead! Congratulations everyone for a fine job of listening to me. As a reward, I'm letting you all buy me dinner!"
Ice Cold said, "Yeah, um, I kinda broke, and all these deaths are a bit of a bummer, I think I'm going home to take a bubble bath, but you have a good time, Judge." and he walked away. As he did, others began to follow, all mumbling excuses as to why they couldn't stay.
"Ahh, party poopers." With that, Judge Aurion went home and sang showtunes while dancing in pantyhose. A true man's man.
Unlike BlackNMild, Stabby didn't wish to go out in a blaze of glory. Instead he pleaded for mercy with tears streaming down his cheek.
"OH PLEASE OH PLEASE OH PLEASE DON'T LET ME DIE! I'M SOOOO SORRY!!!"
"You pull my heartstrings, Mr. Stab. I can't say that I'm not moved. Not quite to tears, but possibly mercy. A life sentence sounds about right for you. No. You are obviously a penetant man. You have made a complete turn around. I trust you to return to society a rehabilitated man.
"NOT GUILTY!"
"R-r-really??" Stab was in shock
"Absolutely, you're a free man, get on your way! Smell the roses!"
Stab turned around, the entire courtroom burst in applause, and orchestral music swelled as he walked toward the door.
BLAM!
Stab fell limply to the floor.
"Hahaha. Just kidding. I love how naive some can be." Aurion chuckled to himself. "The Fanboys are all dead! Congratulations everyone for a fine job of listening to me. As a reward, I'm letting you all buy me dinner!"
Ice Cold said, "Yeah, um, I kinda broke, and all these deaths are a bit of a bummer, I think I'm going home to take a bubble bath, but you have a good time, Judge." and he walked away. As he did, others began to follow, all mumbling excuses as to why they couldn't stay.
"Ahh, party poopers." With that, Judge Aurion went home and sang showtunes while dancing in pantyhose. A true man's man.
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NWR Forums Discord / Mafia: Day Four
« on: January 13, 2006, 12:20:09 AM »
The Pietriots had suffered major losses without anything to show for it. Only one man was left to do the job. He knew immediately that the smart move would would be to stay quiet and wait. He had a feeling that Vudu, an influential townie would be quite dangerous and needed to die.
He climbed the clock tower and sat next to the uppermost window with his rifle at his side. At 2 AM, Vudu would come outside, meet with his mistress, walk two blocks east, and enter in a cab that he'd scheduled. It was a nightly ritual.
The Pietriot heard the door open. Vudu stood in place waiting for the woman. A minute later, he was convulsing in a pool of blood. The Pietriot ran, the last thing he heard was a horrified shriek.
Mystic Gohan was really excited as he went to sleep. The town seemed to be safter, and that Judge sure seemed that a great hero. Before he went to bed, he just kept going on and on about how amazing the Judge was in action to his Uncle Bob. Uncle Bob, a simple townie who'd served in World War II and won 10 Purple Hearts, 5 Bronze Stars, 2 Silver Stars, and the only living survivor with a Medal of Honor for single handedly taking down an entire Nazi Artillery with nothing but a pocket knife and a C-ration, simply nodded at the boy.
But, soon, Gohan got tired, gave Uncle Bob a big hug and went off to sleep. He would see his Uncle Bob again the next day at the Courthouse, and boy was he excited. His two greatest heroes together. His dreams were filled with war and tragedy, yet they were good dreams, because, in the end, he was always the victor. Gohan wanted to join the Army so badly he could taste it.
He woke up refreshed, went to school, and around 9 o'clock was summoned to the principal's office. Principal BreakyBoy was there along with Gohan's parents, Pale and Mrs. Pale. His father and mother were in tears.
Gohan was so devastated about hearing how his Uncle Bob had been mutilated, drained of blood, and then hung at the Courtroom that he threw up, ran home, and cried himself to sleep.
He climbed the clock tower and sat next to the uppermost window with his rifle at his side. At 2 AM, Vudu would come outside, meet with his mistress, walk two blocks east, and enter in a cab that he'd scheduled. It was a nightly ritual.
The Pietriot heard the door open. Vudu stood in place waiting for the woman. A minute later, he was convulsing in a pool of blood. The Pietriot ran, the last thing he heard was a horrified shriek.
Mystic Gohan was really excited as he went to sleep. The town seemed to be safter, and that Judge sure seemed that a great hero. Before he went to bed, he just kept going on and on about how amazing the Judge was in action to his Uncle Bob. Uncle Bob, a simple townie who'd served in World War II and won 10 Purple Hearts, 5 Bronze Stars, 2 Silver Stars, and the only living survivor with a Medal of Honor for single handedly taking down an entire Nazi Artillery with nothing but a pocket knife and a C-ration, simply nodded at the boy.
But, soon, Gohan got tired, gave Uncle Bob a big hug and went off to sleep. He would see his Uncle Bob again the next day at the Courthouse, and boy was he excited. His two greatest heroes together. His dreams were filled with war and tragedy, yet they were good dreams, because, in the end, he was always the victor. Gohan wanted to join the Army so badly he could taste it.
He woke up refreshed, went to school, and around 9 o'clock was summoned to the principal's office. Principal BreakyBoy was there along with Gohan's parents, Pale and Mrs. Pale. His father and mother were in tears.
Gohan was so devastated about hearing how his Uncle Bob had been mutilated, drained of blood, and then hung at the Courtroom that he threw up, ran home, and cried himself to sleep.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE:Mafia: Day 4
« on: January 12, 2006, 05:54:44 PM »
By request actually. He wanted to die in a shootout.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE:Mafia: Day 4
« on: January 12, 2006, 05:29:50 PM »
No, no, he was using the guard's pistol.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE:Mafia: Day 4
« on: January 12, 2006, 05:04:02 PM »
Polls are closed, and since it's damn near unanimous, here's the narrative:
After the gun violence that broke out last night at the courtroom, Judge Aurion required all voted townies to be cuffed prior to being brought in. BlackNMild was prepared. Within the back of his belt buckle he slipped a hairpin. As he was being led by the police toward the courtroom, he stealthily unlocked the cuffs and loosened them ever so slightly.
"I woke up this morning and was thinking to myself, I'm not a particular fan of formalities. So, without further ado. . ." as Aurion reached for "Swift Justice", BlackNMild, in a few swift motions, released the cuffs, grabbed the nearest guard, removed his pistol, and held it to the guard's head.
"Everyone, on the ground, hands spread on the floor!" BlackNMild yelled. "No one moves, no one dies!"
The townies hit the deck, Aurion sat stock still hands in the air. He took quick glances around the room surveying his officers.
BlackNMild slowly moved to the back of the courtroom using the guard as shielding. Suddenly, he heard movement to his right, and moved quickly, a shot rang out and the hostage guard took the blow to the chest, unfortunately BlackNMild was wounded by the resulting exit blast. He felt the sting in his shoulder, but the adrenaline was so high it hardly affected him.
BlackNMild dropped the dead guard and ran out the courthouse. The guards got up and quickly followed. He hadn't gotten far when the first of several police were firing at him and he ducked into an alley. His ammunition was limited. This wasn't going to end well. There was only one thing to do.
Judge Aurion followed the guards and stood at the courtroom steps as they fired in BlackNMild's general direction. He then saw BlackNMild run out into the lines of fire.
BlackNMild's aim was impeccable, nearly every shot he fired took out a cop. He had a full 10 rounds in his magazine and by the time he reached the court room steps he'd killed 7. When suddenly he was face to face with Judge Aurion.
Judge Aurion gave BlackNMild a calm smile.
"You're guilty." And he fired "Swift Justice" into BlackNMild's gut. BlackNMild dropped to the ground. Aurion fired three more shots at the body, each shot punctuating the words, "on. all. charges."
It was the end of BlackNMild's own reign of terror. As Godfather of the Fanboys, he personally killed Ty the previous night, but now the town had its own revenge. His lone surviving henchman was in charge.
The town could breathe easier. But, where was the Detective? They needed him more than ever now.
After the gun violence that broke out last night at the courtroom, Judge Aurion required all voted townies to be cuffed prior to being brought in. BlackNMild was prepared. Within the back of his belt buckle he slipped a hairpin. As he was being led by the police toward the courtroom, he stealthily unlocked the cuffs and loosened them ever so slightly.
"I woke up this morning and was thinking to myself, I'm not a particular fan of formalities. So, without further ado. . ." as Aurion reached for "Swift Justice", BlackNMild, in a few swift motions, released the cuffs, grabbed the nearest guard, removed his pistol, and held it to the guard's head.
"Everyone, on the ground, hands spread on the floor!" BlackNMild yelled. "No one moves, no one dies!"
The townies hit the deck, Aurion sat stock still hands in the air. He took quick glances around the room surveying his officers.
BlackNMild slowly moved to the back of the courtroom using the guard as shielding. Suddenly, he heard movement to his right, and moved quickly, a shot rang out and the hostage guard took the blow to the chest, unfortunately BlackNMild was wounded by the resulting exit blast. He felt the sting in his shoulder, but the adrenaline was so high it hardly affected him.
BlackNMild dropped the dead guard and ran out the courthouse. The guards got up and quickly followed. He hadn't gotten far when the first of several police were firing at him and he ducked into an alley. His ammunition was limited. This wasn't going to end well. There was only one thing to do.
Judge Aurion followed the guards and stood at the courtroom steps as they fired in BlackNMild's general direction. He then saw BlackNMild run out into the lines of fire.
BlackNMild's aim was impeccable, nearly every shot he fired took out a cop. He had a full 10 rounds in his magazine and by the time he reached the court room steps he'd killed 7. When suddenly he was face to face with Judge Aurion.
Judge Aurion gave BlackNMild a calm smile.
"You're guilty." And he fired "Swift Justice" into BlackNMild's gut. BlackNMild dropped to the ground. Aurion fired three more shots at the body, each shot punctuating the words, "on. all. charges."
It was the end of BlackNMild's own reign of terror. As Godfather of the Fanboys, he personally killed Ty the previous night, but now the town had its own revenge. His lone surviving henchman was in charge.
The town could breathe easier. But, where was the Detective? They needed him more than ever now.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Day 4
« on: January 12, 2006, 10:33:47 AM »
Yes, if the last Pietriot dies, the Fanboys get a hit every day. The same holds true of the serial killer should both mafias die.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Day 4
« on: January 12, 2006, 09:54:00 AM »
It'll be tough for there to be only two people left in the game. Typically if only one mafia or serial killer remain there are two townies, then they either kill the mafia member and win the game, or the kill a townie which effectively ends the game with the lone mafia member/serial killer being the winner.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Day 4
« on: January 12, 2006, 07:32:09 AM »
Yup. And it is very possible for the serial killer to win.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Day 4
« on: January 11, 2006, 07:54:55 PM »
The vigilante dies if he kills an innocent.
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NWR Forums Discord / RE: Mafia: Day 4
« on: January 11, 2006, 07:53:39 PM »
The joke's on you Ice Cold. Ty was a man-whore.
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NWR Forums Discord / Mafia: Day 4
« on: January 11, 2006, 07:18:41 PM »
Ty wasn't a lonely man, as a matter of fact, business was always so very good. And tonight, gaining the assurance of KnowNothing's death by breaking the tie, was particularly lucrative. He was able to seduce a vote change from a local townsman.
Little did he know that his shenanigans were being closely monitored. As he was walking home with a great sense of self satistfaction he heard a voice behind him.
"I saw what you did."
"Pardon me?" Ty turned around to a faceful of bullets. It was an untimely end for an untimely whore. Some say that when you sleep with the devil, you get burned. Actually, I don't think anyone's said that, and it sounds retarded, so pretend you didn't just read that.
The Fanboys had got their revenge.
Later that evening, there was another man out for revenge. Shy Guy fancied himself a Vigilante and decided to take matters into his own hands. Armed with Ninja throwing stars, he set for his target, Mario.
He snuck into Mario's home and found him playing "O.P.P." on the piano. Shy Guy stopped for a moment, he was a great fan of Naughty By Nature and had never heard this song played so beautifully and with such deep sadness. He had a tear in his eye as he tossed the first of his three throwing stars. The first one missed and hit the open cover of Mario's lavish Grand Piano. Mario turned quickly and saw Shy Guy standing Spider-Man PJs with the throwing stars in his hands.
"I know you're Mafia!!! I know you're Mafia!!" Shy Guy yelled as he tossed the second throwing star. He managed to his the chandelier hanging on the vaulted ceiling.
"What the hell are you doing? I'm not Mafia! I'm just a townie." Mario asked, though less frightened than bewildered.
Shy Guy tossed one more star at Mario and manage to hit him in the jugular. He ran to Mario's bleeding body and started singing and dancing, "Oh my God! I am teh Winnar!! I'm down wit O.P.P. Yeah, you know. . ."
Those were to be Shy Guy's last words as he was suddenly crushed by the chandelier, which for some godforsaken reason,had been held up by rope that was frayed from Shy Guys fateful toss.
Little did he know that his shenanigans were being closely monitored. As he was walking home with a great sense of self satistfaction he heard a voice behind him.
"I saw what you did."
"Pardon me?" Ty turned around to a faceful of bullets. It was an untimely end for an untimely whore. Some say that when you sleep with the devil, you get burned. Actually, I don't think anyone's said that, and it sounds retarded, so pretend you didn't just read that.
The Fanboys had got their revenge.
Later that evening, there was another man out for revenge. Shy Guy fancied himself a Vigilante and decided to take matters into his own hands. Armed with Ninja throwing stars, he set for his target, Mario.
He snuck into Mario's home and found him playing "O.P.P." on the piano. Shy Guy stopped for a moment, he was a great fan of Naughty By Nature and had never heard this song played so beautifully and with such deep sadness. He had a tear in his eye as he tossed the first of his three throwing stars. The first one missed and hit the open cover of Mario's lavish Grand Piano. Mario turned quickly and saw Shy Guy standing Spider-Man PJs with the throwing stars in his hands.
"I know you're Mafia!!! I know you're Mafia!!" Shy Guy yelled as he tossed the second throwing star. He managed to his the chandelier hanging on the vaulted ceiling.
"What the hell are you doing? I'm not Mafia! I'm just a townie." Mario asked, though less frightened than bewildered.
Shy Guy tossed one more star at Mario and manage to hit him in the jugular. He ran to Mario's bleeding body and started singing and dancing, "Oh my God! I am teh Winnar!! I'm down wit O.P.P. Yeah, you know. . ."
Those were to be Shy Guy's last words as he was suddenly crushed by the chandelier, which for some godforsaken reason,had been held up by rope that was frayed from Shy Guys fateful toss.
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