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Mafia2: The Game Thread

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09:12 / 18.02.03

Shading his blood-shot eyes from the afternoon sun with a shaking hand, Granton's finest amateur cobbler lurches through a hole in the floorboards of the saloon bar.

"Whassh goin'on? Wearz ev'ryone? Who'z dead? Where'd these rat-skin slippers come from?".

Apologies for the absence. Glad to see that most of you respected the honour bar. Whiskey, I'll speak to you later about chipping in your share.

14:28 / 18.02.03

The Widow moves to shade the barkeep's eyes.

"Could you mix up a pint of your special shandy for me? I think it's going to be a long evening..."

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

15:02 / 18.02.03

The Chairman shifts on his porch, mumbles something so wonderfully incoherent that it could be either "Todd" or "Qalyn".

Then sits up, opens his eyes, and whispers...

"'sssafuckin'... sassenfrassen... Todd ..."

Though he seems unsure of anything right now.

No star here laces

15:12 / 18.02.03

Am I wrong or is that 6 votes for Todd, 1 for me and 2 for Lolita?

Meaning todd is dead, no?

Hmmmm.

15:37 / 18.02.03

I've got the count like this:

Todd: bjacques, iszabelle, lolita, Byron Bitchlaces, Maominstoat
Bitchlaces: Chromeo
Lolita: Qalyn

Todd, Lionheart, Whiskey Priestess, Bengali in Platforms, And/Orr haven't voted and Todd's still one log short of a bonfire, if my count is right.

15:38 / 18.02.03

Who else voted for me?

15:39 / 18.02.03

Oh, OK. Cross post.

16:01 / 18.02.03

"Brain hurts. Eyes hurt. Liver hurts like hell. Right, one slurry shandy. Could you possibly hold that glass for me? It appears to be shaking for some reason. Thanks. Oh, a cold compress, that's great. Nice shade. How exactly do you keep you foot up there? Okay, one pint. THere you are. What's that? A lynching you say? Well, I've been trapped in a cellar for most of today so I haven't seen anything suspicious (other than a group of rats holding a party down there) but I can hardly vote for you again after you've been so nice to me. Hmm, thinks. I've always hated Russian writers - far too few bodices and none of them get ripped so Lolita it is."

Exhausted, And/Orr grabs a handful of beermats for a pillow and hunkers down behind the bar to sleep things off.

Whisky Priestess

17:24 / 18.02.03

Hellooo all ....
Down trundles the Priestess from the big scary church on the hill where she has been practising praying and begging to God for her precious life, while the old ladies who arrange the flowers watch her suspiciously. You probably all reckon that she's been decapitating horses and making people offers thay can't refuse etc., but in fact she's just had a very busy day at work and should be approached slowly and with sweeties, like a nervous foal. Ask the flower arranging ladies if you don't believe her.

Anyway, my suspicions have been swinging like a chasuble between Todd and Qalyn for most of the day ... but it seems I have come too late to make a vote for Qalyn anything but a waste of time. That little slip of a girl lolita might be a dark horse, but so far that's not a lynching offence. Ultimately I must concur with the majority and accuse Todd.

I doubt he's innocent, but if he is (and even if he isn't) I'm going to take a seriously long hard look at Qalyn next. And if I cark it tonight, you'll know whodunnit.

17:44 / 18.02.03

I reeeally hope you guys are right about Todd...

18:46 / 18.02.03

And if I cark it tonight, you'll know whodunnit.

Assuming neither of us is mafia, Whiskey, you've just given them a twofer. By killing you, they get rid of me, too. Iszabelle, what was that about twisted logic?

Whisky Priestess

18:55 / 18.02.03

What motive would the Mafia have to get rid of me other than to cast suspicion on you, and they'd know that if I stayed alive I'd still be casting suspicion on you. Assuming you're not one.

Personally I think (hope! sorry BC) they will probably go for BC as the only known innocent, but then again they might be playing a deeper game than that.

I just think your own logic has been a bit bloody quirky so far - like on p4 where you cast doubt on Tez's status as a detective - why?? In the last game the only person who started taking exception to and questioning statements by the Mayor was grant, and we all know why that was. Why would any innocent villager want to cause confusion by trying to deny or muddy the facts of who is innocent and what the dead were?

It's to the advantage of every innocent villager that we know the truth - and yet you, blithery-headed old Colonel, don't seem to be able to, as Jack Nicholson once yelled, "handle the truth". And that's why I'm wary of you, if you really wanted to know.

19:20 / 18.02.03

What motive would the Mafia have to get rid of me other than to cast suspicion on you, and they'd know that if I stayed alive I'd still be casting suspicion on you.

I agree that Chromeo's a good target, but would you pass up such a bargain? Especially considering Chromeo will probably be covered by the doc tonight? I can talk a reasonable doubt into anything you say -- because I'm innocent -- but with your warm corpse there'd be no need to wait for dusk.

Why would any innocent villager want to cause confusion by trying to deny or muddy the facts of who is innocent and what the dead were?

I've already answered this, Whiskey. If you'll reexamine the post in context, Chromeo had just jumped up and said "I know who the mafia are!!" as if he weren't in enough danger already. I literally slapped my forehead (sorry, too, BC). I was attempting to buy him some cover -- it was a snap decision and a botch and I wouldn't do it again, but my intent was honorable. Look at the timestamps. In fact, all fist-polishing aside, if you take a look at any of my "suspicious" posts in context I think you'll see that I've been perfectly, even embarrassingly, open about my train of thought and have not impugned anyone's honor -- that one incident excepted, for reasons already stated.

But hey, let's let Todd's corpse cool before we go any further -- I apologize for my poor impulse control. You'll want to check the votes, grant, but I think he's ready for his cement shoes. I hope you guys are right.

Whisky Priestess

20:03 / 18.02.03

but with your warm corpse there'd be no need to wait for dusk.

You're bloody scaring me, you are. Mafia, don't listen to him. He's a lovely old man and murdering me will not throw suspicion onto him in any way whatsoever.

Even if you're not Mafia, Qalyn, I'll thank you to stop hinting to those who are that killing me would be a great idea. Cheers mate. (Mind you, if I survive I'm still not going to any of your regimental reunions.)

Whisky Priestess

20:05 / 18.02.03

Fair enough if you were trying to protect BC; I didn't realise what you were trying to do, which is why I was suspicious. But I'm not sure it was the best way to go about it.

Goodness Gracious Meme

20:37 / 18.02.03

Ok. not being rushed into voting just 'cause it apparently makes me suspicious, but taking advantage of unexpected access to say that I'm really sorry I'm too late to make any difference to the vote, but that as I'm voting Todd anyway, it would be the same anyway.

*slurp*

20:51 / 18.02.03

Ok, I'll throw my vote in for Todd.

He seems, along with Qualyn, to be more suspicious than anybody else in this town. If Todd turns out to be mafia then, for some strange reason present somewhere in my head, then so will Qualyn. Question is: If Todd and Qualyn turn out to be mafia then who else is mafia?

I think after this round a lot more light will be shed on the situation.

20:51 / 18.02.03

Oh, plus I voted late in the last round cause I'm not on Barbelith s much as I used to.

21:53 / 18.02.03

WP and Qalyn, all apologies accepted.

My logic went along the lines of -- claim to know who's mafia to bluff some people to become agitated, and the result I shall, unfortunately, refrain from telling until tomorrow.

Then make it plain that I was bluffing, and badly at that, in order to bluff brilliantly.

I cast my vote, knowing an accusation against Bitchlaces would never amount to nothing, and thus see where and how the lynching went.

I, too, really hope Todd is mafia but I wouldn't know.

Who I find intriguing, and suspecious, I will check up on covertly... [Insert Evil Laughther]

I guess they call it confusion for a reason.

21:56 / 18.02.03

And now all we need is for Todd to vote, or is that beside the point? Is he allowed to cast his suspecions, in case he's innocent, before he buys it

21:56 / 18.02.03

?

Whisky Priestess

12:31 / 19.02.03

Bendt Chromeo, you may be innocent, but you're also bloody annoying. How many times? Whatever you know, (if anything) tell us NOW. You cannot guarantee that, if the Mafia choose to hit you tonight, the Doctor will protect you, and if you genuinely think that your theories or discoveries or whatever are important, you've got to share them with the rest of the village. The Mafia could very easily silence you, but they can't kill everyone off if everyone knows.

Now stop posturing and start being useful. Please.

Goodness Gracious Meme

13:02 / 19.02.03

What she said.

If you genuinely *know* stuff, which I'm starting to doubt, then try being helpful. Or I might well nominate you next time round just so as not to have to read any more of this round-the-houses drivel.

14:47 / 19.02.03

Sorry!

But there's so much behind the scenes stuff happening at the moment, and analysing the lot takes a bit of time.

Needless to say, I will dive into it before nightfall.

15:05 / 19.02.03

Under the influence of much too much slurry, the Widow cackles derisively.

"We're back to Bendt Chromeo Bluffs Badly and the not so subtle stalling for time. 'So much going on behind the scenes' indeed. Has anyone here gotten more than one PM from our innocent? No need to shout it out, a silent show of hands will do."

Iszabelle glares balefully around th bar, then goes back to building a small structure of peanut shells and wet cocktail napkins on her table.

15:34 / 19.02.03

Poor Todd. Innocent or not, he's been on fire for hours now.

Unless...

Has anyone ever seen Todd and Grant in the same room together? What if we just lynched the mayor?!? What will become of our small industrial mill town without his usury & iron fist to rule it?

Actually, that does sound kind of nice.

15:41 / 19.02.03

Let's hope so, since it would bring the game to an early close and allow me to execute my foolproof plan for staying alive during the next game; viz, hosting it.

15:41 / 19.02.03

NO! He's got a kid who'll put you in the cornfield! But that would be a GOOD thing! A VERY GOOD thing!

15:50 / 19.02.03

Has anyone here gotten more than one PM from our innocent?

Why would anyone answer that question, iszabelle? If there are communications in the background, there's a reason they're back there. Why can't you girls just be nice to poor Chromeo? Can't you see what strain he's under?

16:03 / 19.02.03

Qalyn, y'see, there's a very good reason for why I am deeply homosexual...

16:13 / 19.02.03

Egad! I wasn't saying anything mysogynistic. Gadzooks! Zounds!

Whisky Priestess

16:36 / 19.02.03

Mrs. Colonel's a thoroughly satisfied woman, I hear. Comes of having been paralysed from the nose down for the last seventeen years.

Oh come on, Mayor grant sir, I want to know! Is he or ain't he? Are you just going to keep Todd in solitary until he confesses, or what?

16:42 / 19.02.03

1 thing for sure ...

One of them gals is mafia. What continually hinders any full disclosure through logical reasoning is that some people don't regularly post, because of var. things.

Another sure thing,

I trust 3 persons currently, and one of them is *me*.

What this "night" is proving to be, is tiresome -- it would be a nice thing to *finally* know if Todd is mafia or not. If he is not, lolita, WP or And/Orr' truly suspecious.

If he is mafia, we can't be sure who's who as the other mafia can also have lined up to lynch Todd, since it was apparent he had so much against him.

And Iszabelle, I just needed to see. I don't think you'd want to know the other's I've spoken to ... I'm pretty sure one of them is mafia.

17:24 / 19.02.03

Let's look at those who have accused Todd, in order of appearance:

bjacques: Reason???

Todd followed an innocent villager [me] to "sic Da Lench Mobb on poor Doc Flyboy."

iszabelle: Reason???

She thought Todd protested too much and because he'd sworn knowing Tez was an innocent man, and because he cozied up to me.

lolita nation: Reason???

She thinks Todd is hilarious and what could be more hilarious than the Mob claiming to be Amish?

Byron Bitchlaces: Reason???

He can't get over Todd's enthusiasism in the first round.

Chairman Maominstoat: Reason???

He thought it could either be Todd or Qalyn, though he seems unsure of anything right now.

Whisky Priestess: Reason???

Concurs with the majority.

Bengali in Platform: Reason???

No sound reason.

Lionheart: Reason???

He thinks Todd and Qalyn seem to be more suspecious than anybody else.

Hmmm.

21:14 / 19.02.03

No vote from Todd.

Alas.

Well, there's no way out of it, regardless.

The ballots are in. As the shadows lengthen, the assembled Grantonians follow Old O.M. out to the ancient tree on the edge of town. Two citizen employees cut down Doc Flyboy's body and string a noose for the trembling, bearded figure of Patriarch Todd, catatonic with fear.

He swings, twitches once, and dies on the rope.

A brief inspection of his personal effects turns up:

* a set of brightly colored wagon paints, with brushes
* a German Bible
* a tattered clipping from the 1903 Amish Alamanac, headed "Sheep Husbandry the Levitical Way"
* a well-polished, crank-operated beard trimmer.
* an unfinished letter to his cousin Grodd in Angola. It reads, "Dear cousin, Hope the missionary work is going well. The story of talking gorillas is fascinating, and increases my wonder in God's mysterious creation. Here in Granton, things aren't so well. If you don't hear from me again, I may have been lynched by accident. These darn fool outsiders think I'm a killer! Wait, there's someone at the door..."

Upon reading this, Mayor McGrant looks up in frustration.

"Good Lord, people! You've just lynched another innocent man! At least he wasn't the town's doctor. Still and all, though, we've got to work harder. Now let's get to it!"

It's Night. Mafia, Doctor, PM me your victim and protectee.

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