Mafia 89 - Espers Game Thread
#145
Posted 04 July 2012 - 01:32 AM
The scarf was possessed by and aposltey but he ate it and now hes the scum esper!!! get him!

#146
Posted 04 July 2012 - 01:42 AM
"Eloth , I am here FOR YOU! What?! No, not like that! Shut upI kill youI kill youIKILLYOU!!!"
#147
Posted 04 July 2012 - 01:46 AM
#149
Posted 04 July 2012 - 01:48 AM
The adventurers had been reluctant at first to get too close to the crystalline ball, but it had not reacted when the young boy from the group ran up and placed his bare hand upon it. After that they had all stepped forward to touch it and agreed they would share its sale, but even with a pair of muscled treasure hunters, a Jheck warrior and a fully-grown Fenn they couldn't move the sphere so much as an inch. For half a bell they tried every trick to dislodge it and then another half a bell trying to break the altar under it, but not a scrap of progress was made. Those who had struggled with the orb sat panting in the center of the room while the rest of the crowd mingled around the domed chamber chatting and examining the wall panels.
Among the adventurers was a man of very dark skin, wrapped in a black cloak, who wore black gloves and black boots. His hair was - you guessed it - black. No one had yet spoken more than a few words to him, since he sneered at anyone who approached. Now his eyes fixated on a young Theftian girl in tattered clothes who was chatting away near the orb. He stepped forward, threw back his cloak (revaling a black shirt and black pants) and shouted a short stream of words too fast to understand. The girl understood enough to take it as a flirtation and immediately rejected the man. Confused, the man babbled incoherently for a few moments before pulling out two long knives from his belt sheaths and lunging forward. The girl was surprised and didn't react for several heartbeats. A master assassin would have used those moments to plant the knives, re-sheath them and disappear before any reaction was possible.
This man was not a master assassin.
He awkwardly swung himself forward so slowly that the girl nearly had enough time to throw herself to the side and out of the killer's reach. The assailant pushed himself far enough forward that his leading knife sliced through the girl's's stomach and then lost his balance and stumbled forward while the girl fell to the ground clutching her gaping chest wound. Arms and knives flailing helplessly, legs tangled in his victim's, the killer stumbled forward for a few frantic steps until he crashed into the crystal sphere. As his body was suddenly halted his arms flew forward, one gripped long-knife swinging around to slice a deep gash across the side of his own neck, the other long-knife jamming itself to the hilt in the pulsing ball of rock.
Fener is dead. He was Mekin Zikulka.
Eloth is dead. She was Amee Najayin.
The onlookers had the time between one heartbeat and the next to stare at the scene in complete silence and then the sphere exploded outward. Shrapnel flew, knocking to the ground those too slow to have ducked. Through the flying shrapnel and through closed eyelids, and even through hands covering faces, the adventurers saw three bright flashes of light - one blue, one red and the last a deep, sickly purple. After the final flare of colour faded away, the adventurers lay wounded and moaning in complete and utter darkness...
Among the adventurers was a man of very dark skin, wrapped in a black cloak, who wore black gloves and black boots. His hair was - you guessed it - black. No one had yet spoken more than a few words to him, since he sneered at anyone who approached. Now his eyes fixated on a young Theftian girl in tattered clothes who was chatting away near the orb. He stepped forward, threw back his cloak (revaling a black shirt and black pants) and shouted a short stream of words too fast to understand. The girl understood enough to take it as a flirtation and immediately rejected the man. Confused, the man babbled incoherently for a few moments before pulling out two long knives from his belt sheaths and lunging forward. The girl was surprised and didn't react for several heartbeats. A master assassin would have used those moments to plant the knives, re-sheath them and disappear before any reaction was possible.
This man was not a master assassin.
He awkwardly swung himself forward so slowly that the girl nearly had enough time to throw herself to the side and out of the killer's reach. The assailant pushed himself far enough forward that his leading knife sliced through the girl's's stomach and then lost his balance and stumbled forward while the girl fell to the ground clutching her gaping chest wound. Arms and knives flailing helplessly, legs tangled in his victim's, the killer stumbled forward for a few frantic steps until he crashed into the crystal sphere. As his body was suddenly halted his arms flew forward, one gripped long-knife swinging around to slice a deep gash across the side of his own neck, the other long-knife jamming itself to the hilt in the pulsing ball of rock.
Fener is dead. He was Mekin Zikulka.
Eloth is dead. She was Amee Najayin.
The onlookers had the time between one heartbeat and the next to stare at the scene in complete silence and then the sphere exploded outward. Shrapnel flew, knocking to the ground those too slow to have ducked. Through the flying shrapnel and through closed eyelids, and even through hands covering faces, the adventurers saw three bright flashes of light - one blue, one red and the last a deep, sickly purple. After the final flare of colour faded away, the adventurers lay wounded and moaning in complete and utter darkness...
Only someone with this much power could make this many frittatas without breaking any eggs.
#150
Posted 04 July 2012 - 01:51 AM
Well... Guess that makes D-Day even closer. I am assuming that someone had a double-vig, or that PS just jumped back on and there were two separate vigs. Hopefully it's a one time only thing, looks like we just lost two town.
#152
Posted 04 July 2012 - 01:53 AM
Jesus Christ. You fucking dipshit. Ninjaing day one?
#153
Posted 04 July 2012 - 01:57 AM
It is Day 1. 10 hours and 30 minutes remaining
12 Players still alive: Anomandaris, Barghast, D'riss, Kalse, Kaschan, Liosan, Osseric, Rashan, Serc, Sheltatha Lore, Telas, Tellan
8 votes to lynch.
1 Vote for Liosan ( Kalse )
12 Players still alive: Anomandaris, Barghast, D'riss, Kalse, Kaschan, Liosan, Osseric, Rashan, Serc, Sheltatha Lore, Telas, Tellan
8 votes to lynch.
1 Vote for Liosan ( Kalse )
Only someone with this much power could make this many frittatas without breaking any eggs.
#154
Posted 04 July 2012 - 01:58 AM
Sheltatha Lore, on 04 July 2012 - 01:51 AM, said:
Well... Guess that makes D-Day even closer. I am assuming that someone had a double-vig, or that PS just jumped back on and there were two separate vigs. Hopefully it's a one time only thing, looks like we just lost two town.
Nah, that was a ninja kill.
He obviously triggered it with his "I am here for you Eloth" nonsense.
#155
Posted 04 July 2012 - 02:13 AM
Ano still hasn't checked in yet.
Barghast you are nekkid.
Barghast you are nekkid.
#157
Posted 04 July 2012 - 02:26 AM
It is Day 1. 10 hours and 1 minute remaining
12 Players still alive: Anomandaris, Barghast, D'riss, Kalse, Kaschan, Liosan, Osseric, Rashan, Serc, Sheltatha Lore, Telas, Tellan
8 votes to lynch.
2 Votes for Liosan ( Kalse, Fener )
12 Players still alive: Anomandaris, Barghast, D'riss, Kalse, Kaschan, Liosan, Osseric, Rashan, Serc, Sheltatha Lore, Telas, Tellan
8 votes to lynch.
2 Votes for Liosan ( Kalse, Fener )
Only someone with this much power could make this many frittatas without breaking any eggs.
#160
Posted 04 July 2012 - 03:09 AM
Well, I am heading to bed now, I should be around before day is up to vote if it looks like we'll get a lynch!