Post Restriction Mafia MEGA - It's Over!

[TBuG]

Yosarian, he targetted me twice because two nights ago I targetted thedocsalive and he found that out, and thedocsalive "died". Last night I targetted Oberon, and Oberon didn't die, thus confirming me.

[ubertimmy]

Yosarian, I don't care whether you think I made the right choice or not. But, I would like you to explain to me how my choice makes me scum. If I was faking my restriction, it wouldn't matter who I targetted, it'd be just as difficult to fake whether I targetted PBug or Oberon.

So, if you don't agree with my nightchoice, I should be lynched? Yea, that makes

total sense

. If I make a different choice then what you would've made, I'm

obviously

scum.

PBug: I just realized, what if oberon is SK with investigation immunity?

I think we should lynch Yosarian today. you should investigate Primate no matter what tonight if the game isn't over.

[TBuG]

ubertimmy, we don't need to worry about

that

yet.

[Der Hammer]

Let's just lynch Yos already, sir.

Commander Oberon?

Sergeant Der Hammer?

Ensign Ubertimmy?

It's time to do your duty. Unto the breach, dear friends!!

Yes Sir!

Vote:Yosarian2

[Primate]

And that's der hammah.

Can we stop the restrictions now sir?

[Yosarian2]

Bah. Anyway, go town
Even if you guys listened to this clown
I just don't believe you idiots believed
That I would talk like this without need.

[Oberon]

The court would assume that we have chosen the correct lynch target

(hopefully *crosses fingers*)

[GreenLiquid]

Yosarian2 rhymes his way to the gallows. Unfortunately, the town had made the wrong choice. He really was The Poet.

Yosarian2 (The Poet/Townie) Lynched Day 6

It's Night 7. Choices due by the 16th at, say, noon.

[GreenLiquid]

We're slowly approaching the climax. First, we find Ubertimmy, the stalker, drawn & quartered at the town square. Then, we find a note:

Don't lynch PBuG today. He claimed cop, for goodness sakes. Plus, he hasn't been very scummy, right? So don't.

-Mystery Person

SUMMARY:

ubertimmy (The Stalker/Tracker) Drawn & Quartered Night 7
PBuG is lynch immune.

[GreenLiquid]

We're down to four, and the climatic ending is fast approaching. Three votes to lynch anyone other than PBuG.

[Primate]

The vanillakilla plan was ill-thought out and tactically unsound. I'm sorry guys.

Commander PBuG. What you got, sir? If it's a guilty on DH, I will give you a big sloppy man-kiss.

[TBuG]

Actually, it's an innocent on you, Primate But that only leaves Der Hammer, who leaves the notes...

[Der Hammer]

So why don't we all

Vote:Oberon

and we win right?

[Primate]

So why don't we all

Vote:Oberon

and we win right?

'cause Sarge, PBuG has an innocent on him too. I think it's time for you to use that fancy-shmancy civilian lack of restriction to explain why we shouldn't lynch you.

SIR!

[TBuG]

Vote: Der Hammer

[Oberon]

The court agrees with Mr. Primate that the lynching of vanillas has failed to work very well at all.

[Primate]

The court agrees with Mr. Primate that the lynching of vanillas has failed to work very well at all.

On the flip-side though, sir, we've pretty much got rid of every soldier who isn't confirmed in some way or another. If commander Riktus, for example, had been in this group with a dead, say, PBuG, he would have been lynched in a heartbeat.

[Oberon]

I would like to question what course of action we should take at this moment then

[Oberon]

(argh... must... post)

Vote: Derhammer

[Primate]

POSTING FOR CONFIRMATION, SIR!

Colonel Derhammer! Speak! There are innocents on both me and captain Oberon. Why shouldn't we lynch you?

[Oberon]

The court seems to beleive that Mr.Derhammer is purposefully not responding to the charges brought against him.

[Primate]

Vote Der Hammer

Investigative immunity For The Lose?

I do have reasons, sarge, but putting them at this stage would just be pointless.

*sigh* It would have been nice if he'd actually turned up to fight his corner.

If you've won, GG Oberon.

[GreenLiquid]

"This is it," said Primate, "the end of Townelle as we know it. Either you, Der Hammer, are a convincing scum, or Oberon is a Duo Killer capable of covering his traces to the cops."

When no response came from Der Hammer, it became clear he was the second Duo Killer.

Der Hammer ran, with Primate, Oberon, and PBuG close behind. He ran into his home, and slammed the door closed. After locking it, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was safe. However, the others had become enraged at his cowardice.

Sure enough, Primate broke into the window. He attempted to dash on Der Hammer and beat him into submission. But Der Hammer was quick, and dashed out the back door to face PBuG (

Undergraduate Cop

) unholstering his pistol. PBug raised the pistol to Der Hammer's head.

BANG!

- - - - - - -

After exiting through the front door, Primate saw Der Hammer running out from behind the house.

"Impossible!" he said, "PBuG has better aim than that. You should be dead by now, scum!"

Der Hammer didn't exactly stop. Oberon then tore across the street in hot pursuit.

"Oberon should be able to get him," said Primate.

- - - - -

Later that evening, Primate grabbed some pretzels and watched TV to try to get his mind off of the recent events. Provided Oberon had caught Der Hammer, there was only him, Oberon, and PBuG left. Primate decided that he'd get a good night's rest and then tomorrow journey off to Capitalismo and meet up with the mayor's advisor, tell him the mafia had been stopped, and live a happy life there.

PBuG, Primate thought, would probably head out with him to work on Capitalismo's police force. Oberon might even join the large law firm that was up there. Primate's thoughts were interupted by a knock on the door. He was greeted by Oberon.

"So," said Primate, "did you catch Der Hammer?"

"Yep," said Oberon, "he's dead."

"Um, then, did you investigate him?"

"Sure did," said Oberon, "he was the notorious second

Duo Killer

, with the ability to convince the town not to lynch people."

"Great!" said Primate. "Hey, do you want to join me tommorow? I'm moving to Capitalismo where I might be able to live a normal life despite all this."

"Perhaps," said Oberon, "they have a good law firm there. Speaking of which, can I use your phone? I have relatives in Capitalismo that I haven't spoken to in weeks."

"Sure, it's in the kitchen."

Oberon went into the kitchen, and Primate was about to consume a pretzel when there was another knock on the door. This one seemed rapid and urgent.

I wonder what's going on, Primate thought. He opened the door.

- - - - -

"Hello, operator?" said Oberon, "Yeah, connect me to Capitalismo. Long distance, I know." He then waited for the operator to connect him.

He then heard the knock at the door which Primate heard earlier. He began to think. "What? Hmmm..." he then immediately scowled. PBuG. Then he heard the phone connect. "Yes, yes, I got to go. It's urgent. Yes. Really? Ok. Yeah, they're in the third hangar. Ok, see you."

- - - - -

At the door was PBuG. He was bleeding all over the place and appeared to have crawled to the door.

"PBuG!" shouted Primate, "what on earth happened?" PBuG was visibly fading, and fast.

"Damn... it..." stuttered PBuG in his last breaths, "kill... him...." He then fell unconcious.

"Kill who?" asked Primate frantically, "Kill who? What do you mean?"

"I think he means me," said a voice. Primate turned to see two things: Oberon, and an M9 pointed right at his head. One second more, and Primate was gone as well.

Congratulations to Oberon, Duo Killer #2! Primate was indeed

Tactical Weapons Officer

and Der Hammer was

Pretty Convincing Guy

. Both Oberon and Themanhimself are victorious!

Mod's thoughts and stuff coming soon.

[GreenLiquid]

Epilogue

Oberon packed his bags with some clothes and food. He was taking the long journey off to Helme's Yard, where he'd eventually meet up with some of the others who were part of the troupe. After all, it was pretty much the perfect excuse for such a dramatic stunt as this, the slaughter of an entire town. Eventually, his group would recieve world reknown, as fantastic individuals who could do anything they damn well wanted to.

In his walking away though, he noticed a medical tent on the edge of town that really shouldn't have been there. Inside was dried blood and a strange device called a Recesitator. According to the manual, it was capable of reviving someone who had been dead for less than a week (maybe longer). Using it, he revived fellow partner Themanhimself. But something in the tent attracted his attention. A journal. He read the open page:

"To RD,
I've already set out. If you're reading this, then hurry up and get moving. We need to hurry this up, as the timing between the first thing and the first death needs to be perfectly set up. You know what I mean. If you have no clue what I'm talking about, then stop reading, you worthless snoop."

Normally, nobody would have any idea what this meant. But Oberon's troupe was pretty informed about regional events, and knew who this was adressed to and what it meant.

"Competition," he muttered to himself. The troupe would have to be notified. If they were to achieve fame and notoriety, they'd have to pull off their biggest stunt yet. Because in the world of serial killing, the search for imfamy never ends.

[Glork]

*Sigh*


First BoI, now this... Oh well, mark another game in the loss column.