PP has been shot out of a cannon
too bad I'm already dead…reminds me. When you're dead you stay dead unless you're crocty or some other zombie…that was part of a game I wasn't a part of…
um…
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Mafia XXIV WILD WILD WEST
Oh, you don't want to go down that road 1337. Salsa still carries the scars from his experience.
Narration
Anthony Mercer was tied to a stake as TFGM and Seventy2 played RPS to decide his fate. As the players threw their hands down for the third and final time, lightening flashed overhead.
"Rock!" they both exclaimed as they looked at each other's move.
"Well, as the mayor of this here town I declare my self the winner."
"ARGH! Where is PP when you need him?!? I can't find fault with that logic."
And then there were three.
[spoiler]
Anthony Mercer, aka Crazy Old Man Higgins, is dead!
[/spoiler]
Day Seven has come and gone
Night Seven is here for a visit.
Oh, you don't want to go down that road 1337. Salsa still carries the scars from his experience.
Listen to him! Check every game I have been in since. There has only been two times the team I was on won and only ONCE that i made it to the end of the game. I was also the only GM to have a game with 100% fatalities! Why do you think my title is "Salsa the Luckless!"
ps GM elections are up!
Well, no one complained about it when Hark was around, and no one was glad that he stopped, so I assumed it was a routine part of the Mafia Games. But this is not self promotion even, it is just me saying some advice for the next game. So, Mettaur the GM…but seriously, good idea? Unless Hark was the Bomber, then we would all be doomed. Doomed!
Thank god, I didn't think I would be able to keep it up as long as him. I guess I'll stop the advertising then, and move back to loads of sneakily placed jokes. Uh, my eyes, I am so tired…..I'm going to get a Nuka-Cola. (Opens fridge) Well, cheers. (Drink Drink) Wow! Energizing! Amazing! Delicious! And totally healthy! (Fast voice thingy) warning, may cause cancer. (back to Mettaur) Nuka-Cola, the official soft-drink of America! Alright, where's my money? Aw yeah, that's right! Look at all those caps! I'll just take those and- what? You honestly don't want me to drink more of this stuff, do you? Oh, you just want me to blab more? Alright, gimme the lines then!
*reads and re-reads paper* Alright, not that bad, I think. *throat cleary noises* and now, coming to a store near you, Nuka-Cola Quantum! This one glows in the dark!
Alright, now that the Drink people are gone, let me warn you. Do NOT drink this stuff, it's horrible. Just plain nasty. Stick to Coca-Cola, if you want a better drink.
Narration
listen to this as you read.
Seventy2 was mad. He hadn't had any decent baked goods since Rokulily was shipped off and that made him pissed off. He loaded up with weapons from Salsa's weapons cabinet. (how it not been looted by the other town's people was beyond him) He was one of two townies and he was positive the mayor was mafia or a traitor, most likely a traitor. He was armed and ready to rock 'n' roll. Not the golden oldies style, though it was good, nor the crap Brittany Spears called Rock 'n' Roll. No, this was headbang-'til-your-brain-exploded, rock-your-face-off Rock 'n' Roll. He walked like a bad ass from hell out into the streets. There would be blood, and deafness.
Musty Bill walked out into the streets. He had planned on ending the last person who suspected him tonight. He head roaring guitars and crashing drums. I guess being on my list wasn't enough for him, he thought. He walked out into the night, gun drawn and pockets empty. Musty Bill had murder on the mind.
Midnight Tolled from the tower, and the two men met in the center of the town. Seventy2 opened fire first, nailing Musty bill in the arm. Musty Bill switched hands and fired at Seventy2, hitting him in the stomach. They fired again and again, hitting each other in arms and legs. Bullets spent they went to pounding each other into bloody pulps. Musty Bill didn't have a .38 in his gut, however, and managed to rip Seventy2's arm off. Seventy2 kept fighting though. Until Musty Bill impaled Seventy2 with the broken bone of his upper arm.
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Seventy2 the Townie is dead
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And then there were two.
Night seven is gone
Day eight is coming
(up early because I got a meeting at 2:30pm server time)
Just A reminder. The GM election Thread is UP! Mettaur is currently the onlyy GM candidate. C'mon Show me what you got!
Hey, I plan on doing a good job! I'll put good stuff in the writing for when good players die (good at the game, not just nice ones), the intro (which is what I wrote, that's why it's so long), and the final ending battle. I'll be open to requests from players, and I'll have fun with it!
Okay this is how I was going to do it. I was going to call my final double lynch and we'd lynch both of us but after discussing it with a few players I was talked into just winning. Poorboy was one of the majority who told me I should just win. Be the first Mayor to be the only one alive.
So now I can say I might be the worst mayor ever! But I'm improving! In my first game as mayor everyone died. The secound time there was one survivor! :D
Okay this is how I was going to do it. I was going to call my final double lynch and we'd lynch both of us but after discussing it with a few players I was talked into just winning. Poorboy was one of the majority who told me I should just win. Be the first Mayor to be the only one alive.Well since I would of died days ago if it wasn't for you I figured I owned you one. Besides your attack all out strategy did well. If only Mettaur had read the rules and not acted so strange. That and if you hadn't insta'lynch hark. Curse you for taking away my mad bomber before he could show his madness.
So now I can say I might be the worst mayor ever! But I'm improving! In my first game as mayor everyone died. The secound time there was one survivor! :D
Well anyways, Salsa I want an epic battle. Not like the one with seventy2. That was more gore than epic. I want EPIC.
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