ATHF Mafia OVER(roles and whatnot revealed)

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Aqua Teen Hunger Force Mafia Game For Forums

Living (2/12):

Seacore - billywitchdoctor.com, Town Witch Doctor survived
podium123456 (brought back to life D2) - Chicken - Town Chicken survived

Not so much living anymore (10/12):

MagnaOfIllusion - MC Peepants - Town voter-from-beyond-the-grave(Lynched D1)
podium123456 - Dr. Weird - Town inventor(arms ripped off N1, but was brought back to life D2)
Kcdaspot (replaced The Butterfly) - Carl - Hated townie (Lynched D2)
GhostWriter - Frylock - Mafia JoaT(raped and beheaded, possibly not in that order N2)
Nachomamma8 - Ol' Drippy - Town doctor(everything was ripped off N2)
RedCoyote - The Mooninites - Town thief(replaced Zinive) (lynched D3)
Zdenek (replaced xenophon) - One Hundred - Serial Killer (shredded N3)
Fate - The Plutonians - Town Jailkeeper (raped and beheaded, possibly not in that order N3)
chkflip (replaced VibeBox) - Willie Nelson - Vigilante(lynched D4)
No one - No one (No lynched D5)
VasudeVa - Boxxy Brown - Town telepathic (lynched D6)
implosion - Master Shake - Mafia rolecop(lynched D7)

Day 1 starts on this page
Day 2 starts here viewtopic.php?p=2675360#p2675360
Day 3 starts here viewtopic.php?p=2709613#p2709613
Day 4 starts here viewtopic.php?p=2718093#p2718093
Day 5 starts here viewtopic.php?p=2743190#p2743190
Day 6 starts here viewtopic.php?p=2756986#p2756986

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SUPER AWESOME RULE POST TO DESTROY ALL RULE POSTS THAT HAVE EVER OR WILL EVER BE WRITTEN

Listen folks, I have a bit of a caveat about how these rules should be read. There are some rules that I have that are absolutely not to be broken. The rest of the the "rules" fall more under the realm of suggestions and advice. I will group them accordingly so you know what you can and cannot bend to your will. The etiquette rules are things that I think will make the game more fun for everyone involved, but except in extreme cases will not get you modkilled or force-replaced. I'm not writing these things down to read my own writing. These are for you and they're my advice/mandates for how to enjoy this game/setup/playerlist/moderator. However, first I will post two lists of things:

What you can expect from me:

1. 48-72 hour nights (depending on my schedule).
2. 3 week deadline the first day. 2 week deadline the second day. 12 day deadline the third day. 7 day deadline the fourth day. 4 day deadlines after that (if necessary).
3. A votecount at the top of every few pages.
4. A dick in every butt.
5. Flavor.

What I expect from you:

1. A positive game environment.
2. Night choices by deadline of the night. If you miss the deadline, your nightchoice gets determined by random.org. You don't want that to happen.
3. Notification if you go V/LA.
4. Playing to your win condition.
5. Nude pictures.

Part I. Rules you absolutely cannot break:

1.

Absolutely no quoting communications between you and me. Beyond the fact that this is a standard rule, I will release all of the role PMs at the end of the game, so I'd prefer for it to not get out early, y'know? Don't do it.

2.

You must post at least once per game day. If you fail to post for an entire day (barring extenuating circumstances, such as an extreme speed-wagon) I will force-replace your slot.

3.

Your votes must appear in the form "vote InsertPlayerNameHere". I know it seems obvious, but I just want to be absolutely clear.

4.

No discussion on this game outside of approved venues. I will let you know in PM who you can discuss the game with and where.

5.

You get three prods before I force-replace you.

6.

Play to your win condition. I hope this one doesn't actually require a reminder. If you don't do this, the consequences will be...

dire.

7.

Dead people do not talk after they are dead. If a lynch majority is reached on you, you do not get to post after the deciding vote. If you die during the night, you may make a bah post that says either "oh fiddlesticks!" or "flaming cock rocket!". If those options do not suit you, then do not make a bah post. I hope this doesn't cramp your style, but I think it's easier than having to worry about people accidentally revealing more than I would like them to. You'll have plenty of time to discuss the game afterwards.

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These are suggestions that I would like you to observe, but I'm not going to get my panties in a bunch if you don't. They just make my life easier and [hopefully] the game more fun for you.

Part II. Voting Etiquette:

1.

Unvote before you move your vote.

2.

I don't really care whether or not you use the VOTE: tag or the bold tag, but please use one of the two.

3.

When possible, put your vote either at the beginning of a paragraph, the end of a paragraph, or on its own separate line. It's not a huge deal, but I'm a lot less likely to miss it if you do it this way.

4.

If you abbreviate a name in a vote, make sure I can tell who you're voting for.

Part III. Posting Etiquette:

1.

If you want to do an EBWOP thing, make a post detailing what you want the edit to be. I will edit it into your original post. I will then edit your EBWOP post to a picture of a cute baby animal or something so as to not mess up post numbering. If you mess up quote tags, I will fix them for you without you having to ask. I will however be keeping score of how often I have to fix stuff for you guys.

2.

Making a series of small posts instead of one mammoth post is a polite thing to do. That being said: please don't inflate your post total with a bajillion contentless posts.

3.

Don't use small text or anything intended to hide text.

4.

If I edit one of your posts, I will use

this color

. Do not use that color or I will edit it out and send you a bitchy PM.

Part IV. Game Etiquette:

1.

In games, I much prefer a fellow player to do one good post a day than four or five weak ones. Please do not post for the sake of posting.

2.

Don't be a dick. You won't get modkilled for it or anything, I'm just asking you to not do it. It's just a game, after all.

3.

Just so you know, the roles in this game were chosen in such a manner as to prevent a mass-claim breaking it. That being said, please do not try to break the game with a D1 mass-claim or other such similar bullshit. I waited a long time to mod this game and spent a lot of time planning it. That is not fun for anyone.

4.

Everyone plays this game differently. Try to remember that.

Part V. Activity:

1.

I will be reading the game. If you make a large number of "I'll catch up soon, guize" posts, I will contact you to make sure you have time for the game.

2.

If you guys think a player needs a prod, let me know. I'll prod the player.

Part VI. Interacting With Me:

1.

If I make a mistake in my vote counts PLEASE TELL ME.

2.

If you have a question for me, feel free to PM me and I'll answer to the best of my ability.

3.

If you have a problem with something I'm doing or a problem with another player that you can't resolve in-thread, PM me about it.

4.

If the flow of the game, the flavor, your life, whatever makes playing this game impossible for you, let me know and I'll replace you. No hard feelings.

Part VII. Fun:

1.

Have fun!

I can and almost definitely will modify this "ruleset" over the course of the game. I'll let you know if anything important happens to this post.

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Role PMs are being written and will go out this weekend. This game will start with day, so hopefully we can get enough confirmations to get this game going by Monday!

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This post is now made entirely of dicks.

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It began like every other day. Shake woke up


jacked off into Frylock's orange juice


and turned on the TV. Shake was enjoying some morning television when Frylock floated in.


He had horrible news about what had taken place during the previous night.

FRYLOCK. Shake. Turn off the TV. I have bad news.
SHAKE. Sure, I will in a minute
FRYLOCK. This is serious.
SHAKE. Right.



FRYLOCK. Shake, Meatwad was murdered last night!
SHAKE. Oh good, more for me.
FRYLOCK. More what? How can you say that?!
SHAKE. It's about time someone shut that stinky little trap of his. Always talk, talk, talk! Always saying what HE wanted and what HE thought. Good riddance!
FRYLOCK. Someone didn't shut it. They actually did quite the opposite. They ripped him in half. Then fed one half to a rabid wolverine and cooked the other half into burgers for homeless people.

SHAKE, distraught, sits with mouth agape as Frylock looks on angrily.

FRYLOCK. Shake, turn the damn TV off. This is serious!
SHAKE. The TV is helping me deal with my grief.
FRYLOCK. You have an erection!
SHAKE. So what? This mamba is ALWAYS ready to roll, baby.
FRYLOCK. Well that doesn't... I mean...we need to figure out who did this to Meatwad!
SHAKE. Oh good, we can be detectives again! I'll get the t-shirts!
FRYLOCK. We're not detectives, Shake. We're just coming back...for one more job!
SHAKE. Good thinking. Let's start with the murder. If Meatwad was eaten, how do you know what happened to him?!
FRYLOCK. They left me a ransom note.
SHAKE. Well we should pay it. I would do...

anything

... to get our little meat friend back. And if you tell anyone I said so, I will deny it up and down!
FRYLOCK. Well even if we had what they wanted for him, it kind of doesn't make any sense because they killed him.
SHAKE. That's right! If we paid the ransom he'd come back as a zombie!
FRYLOCK. Well, no. It's just that -
SHAKE. I'll get the shotgun and the axe!
FRYLOCK. Wait.
SHAKE. WE HAVE PRECIOUS LITTLE TIME BEFORE THE HORDES OVERWHELM US!
FRYLOCK. That's not going to happen.
SHAKE. YOU MUST BE ONE OF THEM. WE NEED TO TEST YOU.
FRYLOCK. There's no such thing as zombies, Shake.
SHAKE. HOW DELICIOUS DO I LOOK!?
FRYLOCK. Tell you what. How about we eat breakfast and talk this over?
SHAKE. Well...ok. I'll get you your orange juice...

And so Shake and Frylock ate breakfast. Like the goddamn super hero detectives that they are. As Frylock reached for his orange juice, Shake suppressed a smile behind his cunning newspaper disguise. Today had been...

...a good day.

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Day 1 has begun! With 12 alive, it takes 7 to lynch.

Play mafia!

Deadline is December 7th at 12:34 PM PST

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Hey guys, unless you have a huge problem with it, I will edit a votecount into the first post on every page if I am unable to make the first post. Also...it's flavor time


Shake picked up the phone and sprung into hot, salty detective action


CLERK. Hello?
SHAKE. Yes, this is Master Shake. I'm going to need five million dollars, a rocket ship, seven laser guns and... Magnum sized condoms. No, bazooka size!
CLERK. We don't have any of those things.
SHAKE. Just put them on my tab.
CLERK. We don't do tabs. Or sell laser guns. Or any of those things, really.
SHAKE. What kind of equipment lab are you?!
CLERK. This is a Waffle House.
SHAKE. What is your name?! I'm going to call your supervisor.
CLERK. No.
SHAKE. Wait!
CLERK. ....
SHAKE. Get me...a hoagie!


CLERK. We're a Waffle House. We make waffles.
SHAKE. Do you need an address, or...
CLERK. We don't deliver.
SHAKE. Well could you send a car to get me, then, I assume that you do that?
CLERK. No. You have to come here.
SHAKE. I will accept no less than a mercedes benz limousine.
CLERK. I'm hanging up now.

Click.

FRYLOCK. Did you get anyone to help us?
SHAKE. Yeah... they're on their way.
FRYLOCK. Who?
SHAKE. The ...um...pony express...of...doom
FRYLOCK. You called a damn restaurant again, didn't you?
SHAKE. You shut your mouth!
FRYLOCK. Well I guess I'm gonna have to call in help myself!

Frylock floats off

Shake is very sad because of his failure and complete inability to dial the right number

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I've played in about 40 games. This is my fourth game as a mod.

Oh, I guess that question wasn't about me....
Also cocks:

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Zdenek replaces xenophon.

flavor will go here

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While Frylock was making some calls, Shake went out to the front yard to socialize with the passing motorists and deal with his loss.
The only way he knows how: funneling liquor.

SHAKE. HEY, ASSHOLE, YOUR CAR LOOKS LIKE A BIG METAL CHOAD!
....
SHAKE. STOP OVER HERE LADY. YOUR BUTT WOULD BE A WELCOME ADDITION TO MY COLLECTION OF "THINGS I'VE LICKED PEANUT BUTTER OFF OF"
....
SHAKE. HEY BABY, WHY DON'T YOU COME SUCK MY-
FRYLOCK. Get in here, boy! You're making a racket!
SHAKE. I AM DEALING WITH MY GRIEF.
FRYLOCK. YOU'RE MAINLINING LIQUOR AND YELLING AT CARS
SHAKE. Everyone grieves differently...


FRYLOCK. Get the fuck in here.

Shake and Frylock go back in the house

FRYLOCK. So I've called in some people who I think might be responsible for this
SHAKE. Can we get more beer?
FRYLOCK. No.
SHAKE. Please?
FRYLOCK. No.



FRYLOCK. Ok, so we need to get the house ready, because soon all of our usual suspects will be here and we will figure out which one of them murdered Meatwad

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FRYLOCK. SHAKE GET UP OFF THE FLOOR.

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stop posting so goddamn much! it's too awesome!

The last flavor was an oblique reference to the fact that I was out having beers with my fellow grad students, just fyi. Not an implication that ya'll are drunkposting. nope, not that at all implying that...

but seriously, I was worried that activity in my game might suck. You guys have assuaged my fears so hard that I think I had a prostate orgasm.

also, The Butterfly picked up my prod (but hasn't posted yet, grumble grumble) and Zinive pm'd me last night to say he wouldn't have time for this game, so I'm looking to replace him. Thankfully we only need one.

Also I just prodded implosion.

<3,
Untrod

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@Fate and podium

I like having a vote count at the top of every page. I think that it allows far easier wagon analysis and it prevents the thread from getting [more] cluttered with posts from me. We're going to compromise. The vote count will only be valid to the post it is edited into. Does that suit you? I can see how having it refer to posts ahead of it would be needlessly confusing, so I'll stop doing that at least.

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found a replacement for Butterfly, just fyi. Thanksgiving themed flavor incoming

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Votecount (as of this post):
implosion: 3 (Fate, Nacho, VasudeVa, VibeBox) L-3
Seacore: 3 (implosion, podium, Zdenek) L-4
VibeBox: 2 (Magna, Seacore) L-5

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knock knock

FRYLOCK. Shake, someone's at the door
SHAKE. Tell her I'm not here!
FRYLOCK. It's not a girl.
SHAKE. I gotta be free, man.
FRYLOCK. It's some kind of dog.
SHAKE. I can't just have housecalls with every filthy slut I bag and tag
FRYLOCK. It's not a lady, man.
COYOTE. Hahaha! That's really funny, man. You guys have a good dialogue thing going on.

SHAKE walks into the room

SHAKE. You will speak when spoken to!

SHAKE slams the door

FRYLOCK. I thought you said you didn't know it.
SHAKE. I don't... know her...I mean, I KNOW her, but only in the biblical sense.

we cut outside, where a red coyote sits and looks very unamused by the things he is hearing inside

FRYLOCK opens the door

FRYLOCK. Shake says he won't let you in because he's had too much...what was it...nasty raunchy thigh-slappy blindfolded sex with you.
COYOTE. Excuse me?
SHAKE. ADULTS ARE TALKING.
FRYLOCK. Listen, we've got a lot of work to do
SHAKE. Yeah! Work on that ass. Whatcha doin later, honey.
COYOTE. I'm actually not into that.
SHAKE. Everyone's into me. I'm like a sexual chameleon.
FRYLOCK. I guess what I'm saying is if you want to come hang out, you can.
SHAKE. Yeah...come and hang out. On my enormous johnson!
COYOTE. Well...alright, as long as you don't molest me
SHAKE. I will promise nothing!

tl;dr, RedCoyote replaces Zinive

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knock knock

FRYLOCK. Oh man, someone else at the door?
SHAKE. It's obviously a Jehovah's witness. Dick him in the ear.
FRYLOCK. I'll just tell him to go away.
SHAKE. TELL HIM WITH YOUR PENIS.
FRYLOCK. Shut the hell up.

FRYLOCK opens the door

FRYLOCK. Mr. Einstein! I thought you were dead.
KCDASPOT. Everything is possible with physics.
FRYLOCK. But...that's not how...
KCDASPOT. Can I come in?
FRYLOCK. Well...I'm sure you could help us solve this mystery.
KCDASPOT. I'll use my noodle!

FRYLOCK. Of course! Come in, have some rum.
KCDASPOT. I FUCKING LOVE RUM.

And so KCDASPOT joins the party. FRYLOCK uses item RUM on KCDASPOT. WOW! KCDASPOT's charisma went up 3! Bummer, KCDASPOT's intelligence went down 17!

and good times were had by all.


but later...

SHAKE. WHERE IS ALL OF MY RUM!?
KCDASPOT. Oh, I thought it would be cool if I drank all of your rum and became a contemporary painting.

SHAKE. You stop being a contemporary painting this instant and give me back my rum!
KCDASPOT. It's gone, man.
SHAKE. THEN GET ME SOME MORE, YOU GERMAN BASTARD!
FRYLOCK. Woah, Shake. This man revolutionized physics. Lay off
SHAKE. I'm going to revolutionize...your face! If you don't give me some rum!
KCDASPOT. Fine...I'll pull it out of my ass.

SCHLORT

SHAKE. This...will do nicely, sir.

tl;dr, Kcdaspot replaces TheButterfly.

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Post #702 is one of the greatest things I've ever seen in a game of mafia. Sorry I've been a somewhat inactive mod as of late. Grad school is a bitch sometimes. I'm loving reading the game, guys.

I'm looking for a replacement for VibeBox. He never picked up my prod, so I suspect that he has run away screaming from

this game

MafiaScum. If you guys know of anyone who would be interested in replacing in, PM me.

(Flavor will go here later)

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Did someone say my name?!

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Flavor is forthcoming, I just wanted to make sure everyone knew that was a lynch.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l6nKxmQO ... re=related

FTFY

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Master Shake sat in Carl's pool and presided over the lynch proceedings

SHAKE. OK, EVERYONE SHUT UP SO WE CAN GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS.
FRYLOCK. No one else is here, man.
SHAKE. The now is just as good a time as any to start the vote.
FRYLOCK. Vote?
SHAKE. Yeah, the vote. For who will die!
FRYLOCK. We're killing people?
SHAKE. Yeah, it's time.
FRYLOCK. But we don't have any suspects!
SHAKE. I know exactly who did it.

SHAKE. This small black child!
FRYLOCK. I doubt seriously that he killed Meatwad.
SMALL BLACK CHILD. Nah man I didn't do it man you have to believe me!
SHAKE. String him up!
FRYLOCK. Shake, I'm not saying that he didn't do it, I'm just saying that I find this whole situation really weird.
SHAKE. I think we have found our villain!
SMALL BLACK CHILD. I'm no vizz-illain man I just a little black child look at my hat look at my lollipop!
FRYLOCK. Something here is dreadfully wrong...

FRYLOCK grabs the small black child and pulls him away

FRYLOCK. I knew it!

SHAKE. He was lying about who he was! He must perish!
MC PEE PANTS. Hey man so what we doin' man are we tryin' to get me an album man cuz I got some ideas man
FRYLOCK. I find myself inclined to agree.
SHAKE. So we're in agreement?
FRYLOCK. I suppose it is ordained by God that he must die.
MC PEE PANTS. No man that's not alright man we can't do this man I can't die ag-

A flash of lightning strikes MC PEE PANTS stone dead

UNTROD TRIPOD. Let it be said. Let it be written: MagnaOfIllusion (MC PEE PANTS) has been lynched on Day 1.







FRYLOCK. Wait. There's no such thing as God...



tl;dr, MagnaOfIllusion (MC PEE PANTS) has been struck by the fist of an angry God (who was only acting based on what his worshipers wanted!). Get them night choices in. Night falls now, daybreak is on 12/9 at 12 noon PST

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CHKFLIP REPLACES VIBEBOX.

CHKFLIP IS A CHAMP

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Many many profuse apologies to all. I am visiting my undergrad this week and am experiencing a lot less internet access than I had anticipated. Better flavor will begin happening starting on Saturday night. Thank you all for your patience.

DAY TWO HAS BEGUN

Upon waking up, you discover that an elderly gentleman, sans arms, has bled all over your house.

FRYLOCK. I can't believe he's dead. We shared so much.
SHAKE. He bled all over our lovely astroturf!
FRYLOCK. Shake, don't you have any respect for the dead!?
SHAKE. Can you leave me alone with him for a minute... I need to...um...have sex with him.
FRYLOCK. That's our Shake!

...

FRYLOCK. WAIT, NO THAT IS AWFUL.
SHAKE. I just want everyone to know that I've got it... a-going on
FRYLOCK. That is horrible. But I will tell you one thing that this has solved for us.
SHAKE. Please tell me you're about to say what I think you're about to say.
FRYLOCK. That's right: new carpets, bitch!


tl;dr, Dr Weird (podium) has been found murdered in the Aqua Teens' house.

With 10 alive, it's 6 to lynch!

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Wow fate, way to be a negative nancy. Everyone has to call Fate "Nancy" for the rest of the day

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SEACORE. Arise, chicken! Arise!
....


SEACORE. Arise, chicken! Arise!

......

SEACORE. Arise, chicken! Arise!



.....




SHAKE. That isn't doing anything.
FRYLOCK. You're getting bark on the rug.
NANCY. I AM SO ANGRY ABOUT EVERYTHING.
SEACORE. Arise! Arise! Arise

....

PODIUM. Hey guys. What'd I miss?




tl;dr podium is alive again.

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STOP!

hammertime

flavor will go up tonight

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SHAKE. CARL!
CARL. What?!
SHAKE. YOU WILL PERISH TONIGHT!



CARL. Oh yeah? Says you and what army?
SHAKE. The KISS army, baby!
CARL. It's just you and Fryman
SHAKE. I'm IN KISS.
CARL. No you're not.
SHAKE. Well if they'd just return my letters...
CARL. You know, while we're on the subject...do you want to tell me why I keep finding pistachio ice cream in and around my pool?
FRYLOCK. Shake! I told you to use the damn bathroom!
SHAKE. I WILL DO WHAT I WANT WHERE I WANT.
FRYLOCK. We're awful sorry about this Carl.
CARL. Oh yeah? Well you're cleaning it up.
SHAKE. BLASPHEMY! YOU WILL HAVE TO DIE.
CARL. No.
FRYLOCK. Well...actually Carl...we have pretty good evidence that you killed Meatwad. So...um..
SHAKE. God will smite you!
CARL. No. Fuck you guys, I'm doing it myself.

Carl blows off his head with a shotgun

FRYLOCK. Well...that was distressing...

tl;dr. Kcdaspot (Carl) was brought to L-1, but that was enough to kill him.

Get in them night choices, ya'll

Day 3 begins on December 23rd at 12:34 EST.

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SHAKE woke up that morning, and it was the same as every other morning. He got up

Read some pornography

And found FRYLOCK's horribly mutilated and sodomized corpse in the bedroom

....




...............


Nah, I'm just kidding. He was very sad about this fact. He wallowed in his grief with some more pornography.

and went back to bed.

That's why the night took so long. SHAKE refused to get his day going. What an asshole.

Also the corpse, if you can call it that, of OL' DRIPPY was found in the KITCHEN. It seemed as though someone had tried to bleed him dry, not realizing that he was mold and had no blood. Weird.

GhostWriter - FRYLOCK, was raped and beheaded, possibly not in that order
Nachomamma8 - OL' DRIPPY, was vivisected

PLAY MAFIA!
With 8 alive it's 5 to lynch

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One and only votecount of the day:
Seacore - 1 (???) L-4
RedCoyote - 5 (Seacore, podium,

Fate

, Zdenek, implosion) L-0
implosion - 1 (RedCoyote) L-4

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SHAKE. YOU!
REDCOYOTE. Me?
SHAKE. Yes you!
REDCOYOTE. What'd I do?
SHAKE. You murdered Frylock!
REDCOYOTE. No I didn't. I stole things. For I am the Mooninites, and my race is far beyond anything you could possibly conceive of.
SHAKE. Well I think you stole...his life!
REDCOYOTE. I thought you were looking for Meatwad's killer
SHAKE. Well really I'm looking for love...but this is a good start.
REDCOYOTE. Well no, see I stole a disco ball.
SHAKE. Impossible!
REDCOYOTE. Oh wait...I...uh...was in some disco...lights...
SHAKE. YOUR TREACHERY WILL NOT GO UNPUNISHED!

REDCOYOTE is hit by a metorite

SHAKE. Oh my god...I killed the Mooninites...I shall erect a statue in their honor.


tl;dr:

RedCoyote - The Mooninites, lynched D3

Get your night choices in. Day will break on 1/9 at 9:59PM EST

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Tonight was a sad night indeed for SHAKE. The bodies just continued to pile up

SHAKE. Well, what's this out here in the hallway OH GOD NO.

SHAKE had discovered the gruesomely mutilated bodies of EMORY AND OGELTHORPE, the Plutonians. It appears that they have been raped and beheaded, possibly not in that order. SHAKE can tell. He's a detective.

SHAKE. They were raped and beheaded. Possibly not in that order! Wait...I think I see the murderer.

SHAKE discovers the probable murderer. It's a crazed, one-eyed embodiment of the number ONE HUNDRED. It is covered in blood and little bits of the PLUTONIANS. However, this crazed madnumber seems to have met its end by being hacked up itself. No rape happened though. No sir.

.... yep


.....


..........fap fap fap fap fap fap fap fap fap fap

Time to stop jackin' it! It's action time. Meatwad's killer must be brought to justice soon.

tl;dr
Zdenek - One Hundred, was mutilated
Fate - The Plutonians, was raped and beheaded (possibly not in that order)

With 5 alive it's 3 to lynch

PLAY MAFIA!

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PZp8T5r-Nx8

flavor later.

I'm going back to grad school tomorrow so it's a bit hectic for me.

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Shake is sitting in the living room

SHAKE. So then I just pulled it out and peed all over Carl's laundry! It was so funny!


....


SHAKE. I said I peed.



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SHAKE. ALL OVER HIS LAUNDRY. IT'S FUNNY.
GHOST OF FRYLOCK. Shaaaaaaaaake. We're dead
GHOST OF MEATWAD. We dead.
GHOST OF FRYLOCK. You need to avenge us.
SHAKE. I'm too busy making comically long breaks in the action.
GHOST OF FRYLOCK. What action?
SHAKE. The hot sexy action.
GHOST OF FRYLOCK. Ain't no action in here.
SHAKE. You've gotta make 'em wait.
GHOST OF FRYLOCK. That's stupid, you should just make things go in an orderly fashion.
SHAKE. I completely refuse to do that!
GHOST OF FRYLOCK. You'll make God angry.
SHAKE. That pussy? I'm not afraid of him.
GOD. Shake.

GOD. Get off your ass and pick someone to kill.
SHAKE. Do I have to?
GOD. Yes. Or I will smite you instead.
SHAKE. Ok...uh...how about that guy who lives in the attic.
GOD. The one who was driven there by the villager?
SHAKE. I don't know, just do it.
GOD. It is done.
CHKFLIP. Ow. My brains.

tl;dr: chkflip, Willie Nelson, was smote by the fist of a peevish god.

[Untrod Tripod]

Leaves rustle in Carl's yard... Shake finds no carnage...

SHAKE. Bizarre...no one died...


...


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.................


SHAKE. TIME TO MASTURBATE LIKE A FURIOUS MONKEY!

Day has begun. With 4 alive it's 3 to lynch.

[Untrod Tripod]

Shake. No lynch?!



Night choices by the 27th plz.

[Untrod Tripod]

a wind rustles through Carl's yard. Shake is in the pool

SHAKE. Ah...life is good...

Oh...I guess no one new is dead

[Untrod Tripod]

implosion is v/la until sunday

[Untrod Tripod]

SHAKE. BAM! HAMMAH!
BOXXY BROWN. Why you gotta do me like that?
SHAKE. It's nothing personal, Boxxy, I just think you killed Meatwad
BOXXY BROWN. I just a box. I can't move.
SHAKE. Lies and trickery! You will die now!
BOXXY BROWN. Ohhh, high and mighty honkey slave driver. White as the-
GOD. Shut up.

BOXXY BROWN is hit by lightning

SHAKE. BOOM! HAHA!

tl;dr VasudeVa, Boxxy Brown was lynched.

[Untrod Tripod]

GOD. This ends today. Someone make this be done.
SHAKE. I'm too busy masturbating.
GOD. DO THINGS.

Blah blah. With 3 alive it's 2 to lynch.

[Untrod Tripod]

GOD. Shake...it's time
SHAKE. Noooooooooooooooooooooo!
GOD. You had a pretty good run though, didn't you?
SHAKE. I suppose I did.
GOD. Well then it is time to kill you.
SHAKE. So let's do this.

silence

SHAKE. Where's the lightning.
GOD. I'm going to microwave you.
SHAKE. What?!
GOD. You know you had this coming.
SHAKE. Fair enough.

GOD stuffs SHAKE into a microwave. Shake explodes

GOD. Good. That's over now.

Upon surveying the scene, you all find a picture on the refridgerator

Oh. I guess Shake was the culprit all along.

TOWN WINS!

I'll post role pm's and night actions in a bit.

[Untrod Tripod]

I really want to apologize for how this game turned out and I'm really embarrassed about how I handled some of the issues that arose from my, ahem, idiotic setup ideas.

I'd rather be done with it than post everything. If you guys want to discuss it with me, PM me. There are more wrinkles than I posted in the thread, and honestly I made some really bad choices about how to keep the game going when some things went wrong.

As it stands, I would really prefer to just lock the thread and be done with all of this.

I really appreciate all of you sticking with the game when it all went to hell. You guys are great people for continuing to play instead of abandoning it/replacing out. I understand if you guys avoid any future games of mine.

[Untrod Tripod]

I'm making a few big explanatory posts right now, I'll put the role PMs in one of them.

[Untrod Tripod]

I'm interested to see what the ideal mechanic that you were going for was.

I would prefer not to go into that. A mafia game should be able to function and create enjoyment from the players without the moderator having to explain how it was "supposed to work". The fact that I ran a game that most of my players did not enjoy means I failed as a moderator. If you want to discuss that with me, you can PM me I guess, I just think that saying in a public forum how I "wanted it to work" is disrespectful to the players. I wanted something, yeah, but it didn't work. It didn't work because I constructed the game poorly. End of story.

Ok, now that I have a little distance from the game and have had some time to think about it, here are my thoughts on why it did not work. My conclusion is that the failure of this game was 100% on me, and 0% on you guys. In fact, you guys are all really good sports for sticking this game out to the end. You would have been well within your rights to abandon it. Here are my major conclusions:

1. Too reliant on the theme.
2. Inadequate reward for in-game actions
3. Bone-headed moderation.
4. A setup which did not account for *all* possible combinations of living players.
5. This should have been classified as "bastard mod".
6-10. I sorely fucked up Zdenek's safeclaim. I should have been more clear with him that "role impersonator" was something he was supposed to fill in the blanks about instead of a role in and of itself.

I will post the role PMs and night actions, but let's tackle these four points first.

1. This game was too reliant on the theme.

I expected this game to be able to function, in terms of setup, on how the players interpreted the theme and evaluated their roles in relation to other roles in the game. This was not good moderation on my part. I created a few setups that went through review, and stupidly I picked the one that I thought made the most sense for the theme. I thought that if it got down to a LyLo situation where Shake or Frylock was left, the thought process would as much be "well who is really the most likely to have killed Meatwad" instead of "well whose motivations have been the least townish". This was a mistake. I tried to put faithfulness to the theme above function as a good setup and not surprisingly it didn't work at all. This was a lot more obvious in hindsight, but it's something I should have realized during setup.

2.

I did not reward my players for making good actions.

Simply put, not having alignment flips was boneheaded. My thought process would be that it would recreate the sense of chaos present in the show and players would enjoy some of the uncertainty, especially if at the end of the game they were rewarded with a town win by correctly guessing that Shake was the ultimate culprit. It was a nice idea, but frankly it approached the game from the point of view of an observer and not that of a player. I did not think fully through how an alignment flip-less game could be fun to the players, and the game suffered greatly for it.

3.

Boneheaded moderation.

The long pauses. That was stupid. I would like to claim that they killed player enjoyment, but frankly that's giving the setup far too much credit.

4.

I did not properly consider late-game playerlists.

This, if nothing else, was my most boneheaded mistake. Frankly, having a kill-less mafia and two killing roles with a possible third (with an inventor present) seemed like it would work, balance-wise. I was completely wrong there. I did not properly account for the possibility of the killing roles being dead and the mafia still being alive. Again, hindsight.

5. Should have been bastard mod, not slightly bastard. Enough said.

6-10. I'm really sorry about that, Zdenek

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That all being said, I should have been up-front with the masons about being mafia. Allow me to repost the PM exchange I had with implosion on the subject of his alignment during day 1:

It really is astounding how stupid the assholes you live with are. They really hold you back, you know? Here you are, the greatest detective on the planet, and you're stuck living with a box of freakin' fries. He's always holding you back and keeping you from ruling the world. You can talk to him here:
http://www.quicktopic.com/45/H/CNAq4eFXXK7WE
make sure you rag on him about the emails of his you read from 69.So.Fine . He told that chick that he's a fireman!

Now onto your ability: every night you can pick someone and, using the astounding powers you possess, you can figure out who they are. Seriously. It's like you've got eyes in the front of your head or something! Hopefully one of those people will be a chick with a big butt. Baby likes back!

So just to recap: you (implosion) are Master Shake. You can investigate someone every night to find out who they are. You are in a mason group with Frylock (Ghostwriter).

To clarify: What's my win condition (master shake)? Or am I purposefully not getting clarification on it?

Sorry, forgot to respond to this. In response:

Since it's come up and I forgot to ask (I kind of assumed he'd be a good guy since he's Frylock) can I be sure of GhostWriter's alignment being town?

And while I'm at it, if he can be assured that

my

alignment is town, can I be assured that my alignment is town ?

I will assure you that your alignments are the same. That is all I will tell you. You tell the town whatever you want to tell them, as long as it isn't a quote of this PM

My mistake was in assuming that this was at all clear. I should have told him right then and there that they were mafia instead of leaving it ambiguous. That is my fault.

Role PMs in the next post.

[Untrod Tripod]

[quote="Your Song "I Need Votes"]I need votes, any kind'll do
Don't care if it's smart or "Town approved"
It's gonna make em spaz when I drop them Walls of Text like I'm dropping a deuce
the hyperlogical kind only I can produce

And fuel a giant logic-drill, bore straight into Hell
Lynching jackass scum for their lie-to-town spell
So they can't walk around the game, and get resituated
And steal the Town win that MagnaOfIllusion has created

You a spider, man. You a spider wearing a disposable diaper and a shower cap. Also you make rap albums. People keep killing you, but that don't keep you from coming back as a lower life form. If someone kills you, you can still be putting out a hit list through your albums. It's crazy man. Your label keeps on dropping you even though you told them. You were like "I'm gonna come back!". It's bullshit, man.

Anyway, the point is if you get killed, you can still make one vote every day by letting me know who you want to die. The other players won't know who cast that phantom vote. They fools!

Know who you are? Man can't you tell? Ain't it obvious? You're MC Pee Pants! You may be friends with Satan, but you win with the town, dawg.

Also on a hopefully obvious note, you don't have the ability to talk to anyone except for me about the game outside of the thread.
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I know you have V/LA every weekend, so I wanted to get your role out before that happened so you could confirm.[/quote]

You are the world's most intelligent inexplicably levitating box of prehensile french fries with eyes and a beard. It's a huge honor and responsibility. Unfortunately, you're wasting your talents by living with your jackass roommate implosion. Seriously. He really holds you back. You can talk to him here.
http://www.quicktopic.com/45/H/CNAq4eFXXK7WE

You have three abilities, each of which you can use once. You can freeze someone with your eye lasers, thus preventing them from using any abilities they wanted to use that night. You can examine a dead body and use your scientific and detective prowess to find out whose forensic evidence is on it. Also you can follow people to see where they go at night. Because you are a creep.

So just to recap: you (Ghostwriter) are Frylock. You are a Jack of all Trades who has one roleblock, one forensic investigation and one tracker investigation. You are in a mason group with Shake (implosion).

It really is astounding how stupid the assholes you live with are. They really hold you back, you know? Here you are, the greatest detective on the planet, and you're stuck living with a box of freakin' fries. He's always holding you back and keeping you from ruling the world. You can talk to him here:
http://www.quicktopic.com/45/H/CNAq4eFXXK7WE
make sure you rag on him about the emails of his you read from 69.So.Fine . He told that chick that he's a fireman!

Now onto your ability: every night you can pick someone and, using the astounding powers you possess, you can figure out who they are. Seriously. It's like you've got eyes in the front of your head or something! Hopefully one of those people will be a chick with a big butt. Baby likes back!

So just to recap: you (implosion) are Master Shake. You can investigate someone every night to find out who they are. You are in a mason group with Frylock (Ghostwriter).

So you live in the attic. You were driven there by the villagers. Well...the villager. When you were doing 40 in a 25. Sometimes you shave. It's nervewracking. At least every other night, you must drink juice. You have to pick someone to steal the juice from.

So to recap: you (VibeBox) are Willie Nelson, the semi-compulsive vig.
you win with the town

Guten tag. You are creatures from Pluto. You mostly fly around in your awesome spaceship und get into hijinks of one sort or anuzzer. On ze plus side, you can use your epic space beam, of which only high-ranking diplomats have authorization to use, to bring people onto your ship for ze night. For barbeques...OR MELTING.

to recap: you (Fate) are the Plutonians. You pick one person every night and beam them aboard your spaceship, where they can not get into any mischief. You win with the town

Hello. You...can get people to say these words.
I. AM. SOFA. KING. WE. TODD. ED.

Then you make them say it very fast. But not too fast. It lose its meaning. Also...you can...use your shaman powers to raise chicken. From the dead. You are...most comfortable...with chicken...but you can try it...with human.

to recap: you (Seacore) are Billywitchdoctor.com (one convenient location, worldwide). You have a one-shot ability to resurrect a dead player as a vanilla version of their alignment. You win with the town

GENTLEMEN. I'M PRETTY SURE...THIS WILL WORK!!! You can invent things! And then inflict those things upon others! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

so, to recap: you (podium123456) are Dr. Weird, an inventor. Every night you can invent something new and the next night choose a person to give your invention to. You will be told the name of your invention, not what it does. Be careful who you gift it to. You win with the town

Hey buddy. What's going on? What are you doing tonight? I'll tell you what you're doing: downloading pornography at 14 kilobits per second. Just kidding, you got a cable modem back there. Your special ability is to be fat, wear sweatpants, love the Giants and the band Boston, and to get killed a little more easily than most people. Do more work than that? Nah, we're not doing that here.

So to recap: you (The Butterfly) are Carl, a hated townie (it takes one less vote to lynch you than every other player). You win with the town.

You a duke of new york. A-number-one. Don't you let anyone catch you calling you boy. You'll make them pay. You so cool that Isaac Hayes songs follow you around wherever you go. Who are you?

you (VasudeVa)... are BOXXY BROWN! Unfortunately, because you're just a box you have no special abilities other than being cooler than ice. Also once per night you can send a mod-approved one-sentence PM to another player through me. You win with the town.

You are from the Moon, and your culture is far beyond anything on this primitive rock. Your culture has evolved beyond the concept of "possessions" and so the things others have will become yours, by way of your actions.

You (Zinive) are the Mooninites. You may choose one player every night and steal something from them. You win with the town

You are a gigantic clump of mold that grew out of a mess in the Aqua Teens' kitchen. You can offer people a chance to eat your head (you're half penicillin after all).

you're a doc and you win with the town.

KILL KILL KILL ONE HUNDRED KILL KILL KILL ONE HUNDRED KILL.

YOUR SPECIAL ABILITY IS TO TAKE SOMEONE INTO THE WOODS, RAPE THEM AND THEN BEHEAD THEM. NOT NECESSARILY IN THAT ORDER.

So, to recap: You (xenophon) are the number One Hundred. You are a serial killer and thus win if you are the last man standing. You can also use George Lowe, role impersonator, as a safeclaim.

[Untrod Tripod]

There are a couple of things in the setup that were not revealed in role PMs. Namely with Ol' Drippy, The Mooninites and Dr Weird.

Setup:
Mafia/Masons: They will be told that they are a mason group, but they are in fact a kill-less mafia
Frylock - JoaT (1 RB, 1 forensic, 1 tracker)
Shake - Cop who gets the name of the role. Results would have flavor instead of alignment or ability, for example "This player is a large growth of mold who grew out of the incredible mess you left in the kitchen" or "this player is Ol Drippy".

Killing:
Willie Nelson - semi-compulsive vig
One Hundred - SK

Protecting:
Ol Drippy - Doc who loses their vote after a successful protection and dies after a second
The Plutonians - Take people to their ship (RB/Protect)

Other:
BillyWitchDoctor.com - Witch Doctor (can one-shot resurrect a dead person, who returns as a vanilla version of their alignment)
MC Pee Pants - Can cast one vote a day from the grave (must vote my PMing mod and the vote will show up in the count as being from "???").
Dr Weird - Inventor (33% block, 33% kill, 33% rolecop)
The Mooninites - Thief (Can steal the ability of Frylock, BillyWitchDoctor and anyone who has an item)

Townie:
Carl - Hated townie
Boxxy Brown - Townie who can send a player a short mod-cleared message every night