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Seriously guys, you don't know what vigs are for? I'll say it again, it's NOT for hunches.
Ampelas, you got exposed, that's nobody's fault. It sucks, but vigging randomly just transforms a bad into a worse. Look, you exposed me. FUCK
Mafia 45 - The Princess Bride Game Thread
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Posted 10 May 2009 - 07:37 AM
Ampelas, on May 9 2009, 08:56 PM, said:
I am seriously getting the Evil JA vibe from you when you write stuff like that, Galain, I had to check if JA was playing or not. I've got this imagine in my head of JA sitting at the keyboard saying to himself "mess with their heads" and laughing like an insane person. JA is not playing, thankfully. IGMEOY nontheless.
Actually, I think he is playing... he signed up about 13 seconds before the game started (so his name isn't in the sign-up list). I think.
BE MOAR AFRAID!!!
Or not.
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Posted 10 May 2009 - 07:38 AM
Serc, on May 10 2009, 10:37 AM, said:
Galain... WOW. I think you just killed yourself based on Amp's statement.
At this point, I'm beyond caring. No way we win this game with the way we've been playing. And like I said, my partner is still around.
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Posted 10 May 2009 - 07:39 AM
Thats a lynch at 3:35 and a Vig at 3:34 Mod time. A scene will be prepared for you.
Only someone with this much power could make this many frittatas without breaking any eggs.
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Posted 10 May 2009 - 07:40 AM
Omtose, on May 10 2009, 02:37 AM, said:
Ampelas, on May 9 2009, 08:56 PM, said:
I am seriously getting the Evil JA vibe from you when you write stuff like that, Galain, I had to check if JA was playing or not. I've got this imagine in my head of JA sitting at the keyboard saying to himself "mess with their heads" and laughing like an insane person. JA is not playing, thankfully. IGMEOY nontheless.
Actually, I think he is playing... he signed up about 13 seconds before the game started (so his name isn't in the sign-up list). I think.
BE MOAR AFRAID!!!
Or not.
Omg! :Surprise:
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Posted 10 May 2009 - 07:42 AM
Allright I know this is a mess, but now we'll know get info from this. I won't be around to see the result of the night, and I will most likely get nk'd. Look out for the people that haven't gotten any heat, is my 2 cents. NOBODY is innocent until proven.
So I'll stop my retarded post-while-catching-up and actually just catch up and see what's happened.
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Posted 10 May 2009 - 07:46 AM
I know but the lynch is going to happen, and that means your vig will resolve after BUT if you die and there are THREE night kills (you + two other people) we need to know who you vigged so we can figure who the killers targetted.
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Posted 10 May 2009 - 07:49 AM
"Wow grandpa, that was unexpected!"
"Indeed it was, my boy."
"So, what will Westley do now? Will he claim bloody vengeance?"
"He just might...."
--- Underneath the stage for Humperdinck's crowning ---
"Are you sure this will work?" Inigo asked.
"I'm never sure of anything," Westley answered, as he poked a hole with his rapier in the planks directly under the throne. "But if there is such a thing as justice, and if we can deliver it by ourselves, I will spit Humperdinck in a less than dignified manner the second he sits down."
"The crowning isn't for some time yet," the lumbering giant who held him up pointed out. "And I'll be all cramped up bfore it, too."
"I hear they are going to do a try out of the ceremony," Westley said.
"And you think Humperdinck will come out for that fake ceremony himself?"
"He'll show he's afraid if he does not."
--- in the palace ---
"It is raining," Humperdinck said. "Besides, we're behind schedule, Rugen and I, in planning this war. Also, isn't this a security risk?"
"We need to know if the crown fits, Your Majesty," the master of ceremony and Chief Herald said, apologetic, imagining himself hung by the ears if that suited the Prince's mood.
"Aha. My spymaster and I have the exact same measurements, he was selected to be my double. Besides, I want him to have a look at the security situation. He'll be me for this try out."
--- the spymaster's tower ---
"Do what?!"
The servant mumbled into his ear. Spymasters never like their informaton delivered in a normal conversation, and while this one didn't believe in codes, he believed there were eavesdroppers everywhere. Which was true, because he paid every single servant a small fortune to eavesdrop on all the others, so the man whispering to him now was, technically, an eavesdropper too, who would faithfully record this conversation later on and turn it in as a report. Politics can be strange...
"Oh very well. You will tag along to play the guinea pig... I mean, the King, I'll be damned if I am going to run the risks..."
--- under the stage ---
"Someone's sitting down," Westley murmured, directly underneath the carcass of the wooden throne..
"Go for it," the other two encouraged him.
Th point of the rapier went through the carefully poked hole, through the seat, into the hose of the unfortunate person on top of the Throne, who just whispered something to the figure beside him.
The whispering turned into a scream, and the spy master grinned strainedly from beside the Throne.
"why did you insist to sit down, you fool?"
Fener (HD) is dead, he was scum
In the general cheering, a single elderly, man with a wart on hs nose who was generally considered to be dirty by the villagers and who always asked for his neighbour to be tried as a witch, is put on a bonfire.
Kessobahn (Mentalist) is dead, he was of the town.
The prince's retaliation is swift, and one person, a recent arrival in the village, does not rise in the morning.
Tennes (todarresteck) us dead, he was of the town
"Indeed it was, my boy."
"So, what will Westley do now? Will he claim bloody vengeance?"
"He just might...."
--- Underneath the stage for Humperdinck's crowning ---
"Are you sure this will work?" Inigo asked.
"I'm never sure of anything," Westley answered, as he poked a hole with his rapier in the planks directly under the throne. "But if there is such a thing as justice, and if we can deliver it by ourselves, I will spit Humperdinck in a less than dignified manner the second he sits down."
"The crowning isn't for some time yet," the lumbering giant who held him up pointed out. "And I'll be all cramped up bfore it, too."
"I hear they are going to do a try out of the ceremony," Westley said.
"And you think Humperdinck will come out for that fake ceremony himself?"
"He'll show he's afraid if he does not."
--- in the palace ---
"It is raining," Humperdinck said. "Besides, we're behind schedule, Rugen and I, in planning this war. Also, isn't this a security risk?"
"We need to know if the crown fits, Your Majesty," the master of ceremony and Chief Herald said, apologetic, imagining himself hung by the ears if that suited the Prince's mood.
"Aha. My spymaster and I have the exact same measurements, he was selected to be my double. Besides, I want him to have a look at the security situation. He'll be me for this try out."
--- the spymaster's tower ---
"Do what?!"
The servant mumbled into his ear. Spymasters never like their informaton delivered in a normal conversation, and while this one didn't believe in codes, he believed there were eavesdroppers everywhere. Which was true, because he paid every single servant a small fortune to eavesdrop on all the others, so the man whispering to him now was, technically, an eavesdropper too, who would faithfully record this conversation later on and turn it in as a report. Politics can be strange...
"Oh very well. You will tag along to play the guinea pig... I mean, the King, I'll be damned if I am going to run the risks..."
--- under the stage ---
"Someone's sitting down," Westley murmured, directly underneath the carcass of the wooden throne..
"Go for it," the other two encouraged him.
Th point of the rapier went through the carefully poked hole, through the seat, into the hose of the unfortunate person on top of the Throne, who just whispered something to the figure beside him.
The whispering turned into a scream, and the spy master grinned strainedly from beside the Throne.
"why did you insist to sit down, you fool?"
Fener (HD) is dead, he was scum
In the general cheering, a single elderly, man with a wart on hs nose who was generally considered to be dirty by the villagers and who always asked for his neighbour to be tried as a witch, is put on a bonfire.
Kessobahn (Mentalist) is dead, he was of the town.
The prince's retaliation is swift, and one person, a recent arrival in the village, does not rise in the morning.
Tennes (todarresteck) us dead, he was of the town
This post has been edited by Path-Shaper: 10 May 2009 - 07:49 AM
Only someone with this much power could make this many frittatas without breaking any eggs.
