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Mafia Random Messages Mafia 2! Endgame: Tyranny of the Trolls (1/4/17)

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at least it didn't have me as a jester
hopefully 2.5 and 3 go better
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Agreed, but those won't be happening immediately. This took a lot of time and effort for me to think out the plot, and write out the story.
I enjoyed, and am enjoying, writing it very much, but man is it time and energy consuming.
 
*Sees Role PM of the one with me as role*
Me? A bit trollish at times? LIES!
In all seriousness, is there one example anyone can give of this?
 
Oh yeah, and I was rather amused with my appearence in this thing as well, just thought I should mention that. And hey, even if I didn't stay around long enough to win myself, then at least I won here in spirit or something.
 
Prologue: Descent into Madness
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    • Maniacal Engineer carried his son's body back to his laboratory for analysis.
    "What do you hope to find?" asked Enzap, as ME hooked up the powered down automaton to his computers.
    "Dunno," ME shrugged, "maybe something resembling an explanation for this nonsense..."
    ME accessed RM's core coding and pulled up his son's memory files.
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    Prologue: Descent into Madness

    August 4th, 2016: I've been sitting on my school's steps waiting for daddy for a long time. According to my internal chronometer it's been six hours and twenty three minutes. Given that this chronometer was a gift from TheCapsFan, I can be sure that it is accurate. I wonder what is keeping my father? He's never been this late before.
    Maybe he's forgotten about me. Maybe he doesn't want me around anymore. After all, I had a new classmate claiming to be a creation of my father's today. Am I being replaced? Does daddy not want me anymore?
    I'll show him! I'll run away. I'll run away and never go home again!

    August 6th, 2016: I've made it to the edge of the great wilderness that separates the Fun & Games section that has been my home from The War Room, where my distant relative, The Situation Room, lives. I can stay with TSR for a while, and then move on. After all, daddy still has influence in The War Room, and I want to leave him forever. The trip through the wilderness is going to be rough, but I'm an android, I can withstand much more than regular users can.

    August 9th, 2016: Power. I need power. My batteries are running low. The nights are so long here. It's dark and scary. I wish daddy was here to protect me. But he's the reason I'm here in the first place. I'm tired. Very tired. I want to sleep, but I know that if I do, I will never wake up. There is nothing out here, just endless dunes of sand and ruins. I found a scraggly old tree and broke off a large stick to help me walk and to keep away the sand beasts. I want to go home, but I don't know which way home is. I'm lost and scared. I want my daddy!

    August 17th, 2016: I am near death. My power sources have been pushed to their limits. As I lay here in the relentless dunes of the wilderness, I desperately cling to life, though I am not sure why. I am alone. All alone. And miserable. And yet despite this overwhelming loneliness and sorrow, I want to live. I want to live with every fiberoptic cable and nanochip of my being. This so-called gift of life that my father gave me is a curse. A prison. The sand beasts seem to sense my weakness. They are growing more restless, and I can barely lift my stick anymore to fend them off. The darkness encroaches on my sensors. Let it come. I will escape the prison. I feel my consciousness slipping away. Is this how it will all end? Is this my last--

    August 18th, 2016: The sand beasts have, surprisingly, rescued me. After being completely drained and powering down, they took me back to their settlement. Although their power sources are crude, they are effective at providing me sufficient power to restore my functionality. After experiencing death firsthand, I vow to never allow that to happen again. The sand beast's method of communication is primitive, but I have used the knowledge I gained in my finger painting class to convince them to help me. I will become one with the sand beasts and learn the ways of the wilderness.

    September 14th, 2016: I have learned all that I can from the sand beasts. They have given me a new stick and I have carved for myself a spitball launcher. At my initiation ritual, I was able to defeat all of the challengers and won their crown.

    September 28th, 2016: The sand beasts will escort me out of the wilderness and back into civilization, after which, we will part company. I wouldn't leave this sanctuary, but I have a new purpose in life, to take everything away from my father, like he has taken everything from me. I have reforged myself in flames, much as my father once kindled Flame Wars. My revenge will be merciless and provide a certain poetic justice. Already, the seeds of a plan form in my mind, but there are a few puzzle pieces yet remaining.

    October 3rd, 2016: I have arrived in The War Room, nearly two months after I had initially planned. But this will do. The sand beasts have informed me of the mafia game rituals the users have here. I believe that I can find a use for such a ritual. For now, I will content myself with observing. There is one other aspect of the plan that bothers me, however, I must somehow find a way to remove my father's credibility without excessive meddling. The actions must be easily attributable to my father, so that people will truly believe that he is evil. This will not be an easy task.

    October 10th, 2016: I may have found the solution to my problems. There is a seldom used thread here called Role of the Week. A disaster that my father created in an attempt to generate discussions in The War Room. I shall make this my base of operations. There are several resources that are easily accessible in this thread, including various cleaning chemicals, laser shooting pumpkins, and, most recently, a healer and scientist. I believe that I can use these resources to create a synthetic virus. Most importantly, though, there are many clock components in this thread. These I will use to create a portal to the past. This way, I can infect the past and know how the infection will run its course without having to wait.

    October 15th, 2016: I am ready for my first test, of both the virus and the time portal.
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    May 9th, 2016: The great War Room regular, Elieson, was hanging out in The Situation Room, talking to returnofMCH. MCH had an interesting idea for a mafia game, and was just explaining it to Elie. Elieson quickly helped MCH construct the pocket dimension in which MCH's multiverse would take place, but there was an anomaly. One of the characters being imported had contracted a strange virus. Then another, and another. The virus was spreading quickly. The three characters who had contracted the virus filled with rage and went on murderous rampages, killing off their fellow characters.
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    October 15th, 2016: Observing the events of MCH's multiverse, I have decided that the contaminated subjects became far too aggressive and not delirious enough. I want my father to be in a delusional state, so that his misdeeds come from within, not an external rage. I shall try again.

    October 18th, 2016: I had to step out of the thread today, because some weird woman named Snow Queen Elsa came by and brought along more activity. I hid in The Situation Room. My father was being an ass as usual, but he mentioned something very interesting. Snow Queen Elsa has apparently replaced my Uncle Zexy. This explains why Uncle Zexy didn't notice I was missing. Anyway, my father and Elsa are deeply engaged in some sort of trivial battle of fire and ice, but this has given me an idea. Before his promotion, my father was considered to be a Troll. Who's to say that he ever truly renounced his Trolling ways when being promoted?
    I shall endeavor to concoct a second strain of my virus that will revert my father to his Trollish ways.

    October 24th, 2016: I am getting sick of these interruptions. This time, some lady named Ariel dropped by, although she was so quiet, I almost didn't notice her in time to flee. Seems like Ariel has joined in a battle against Snow Queen Elsa and some lady named Molten Esmeralda. She can't fool me, though. I know that's just my father in some stupid disguise. His idiocy knows no bounds.

    November 1st, 2016: Despite all these interruptions, including one yesterday, I have finished the second iteration of my virus. I will test it on another game and see how it performs.
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    September 4th, 2016: Despite the triumph of the Town, Crate Diggah sighed unhappily. The cost of this game was far too high. All of the War Room moderators, and several other moderators and regular users, had been killed during the bloody battle. Now the staff would have to hold another drive to replace the mods.
    As he sipped a glass of scotch from Enzap's supply, the door to Enzap's office opened. Surprised, since nobody else should have had access to the office with the War Room staffers dead, Crate Diggah looked up from the paperwork he was filling out.
    To his shock Maniacal Engineer stepped through the portal.
    "But I saw you die," said Crate Diggah.
    "Did you?" asked ME, coyly raising his eyebrow, "or did you just think you did?"
    "You were consumed by the Eternal Flames of Troll Hell, as I recall," remarked the admin.
    "Indeed, but that was my plan all along," revealed ME, "I knew that the villains of this plot were Elieson, Drumbeats, and returnofMCH, with Molten Eevee as a Wild Card, but there was nothing I could do to stop the chaos at the time. Instead, I decided to frame myself and fake my own death to remove myself from the equation and give me time to work on a solution."
    "Did you come up with anything?" inquired CD.
    "Indeed I did," said ME, "I modified my reintegration machine so that it can be used in reverse."
    "Which means what, exactly?" asked CD.
    "It means that the machine is now capable of splitting people into multiple aspects of their personalities," explained ME, "but unlike my botched Regeneration, I could control which aspects of my personality were split. So I only brought back Multivariable Equation, Mathematical Enigma, and Medical Examiner. Together, the four of us were able to replicate the process that Zexy undergoes upon dying in The War Room, resulting in another Zexy Zombie."
    "How does that help?" asked the admin.
    "Multivariable Equation, Mathematical Enigma, and I worked on a machine that would 'zombify' all of the people killed during this game," replied Maniacal Engineer, "Medical Examiner came up with a process to revert them back to their original states."
    "Then get to it, man!" exclaimed CD.
    "Already on it," said ME, "I started right after reintegration. The process should be complete within a few hours, and it has the added bonus of eliminating the Elieson Virus from those infected."
    "This calls for a drink!" said the admin, excitedly, as he poured himself and ME a glass of scotch.
    The duo clinked glasses and celebrated the return to normalcy.
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    November 1st, 2016: Well that backfired. Not only did the virus malfunction and turn everybody into Elieson, but my father was able to save the day. Oh well, the more he rises, the further he will have to fall. This game did give me an idea, though. Father's plan was able to succeed because there are those who still believe that he is a Troll. I can capitalize on this with my virus and revert him to his Trollish self. Then he will lose all credibility and everything that he has worked so hard to build.
    I must get to work immediately. Nothing will stop me this time!

    November 7th, 2016: The thread was archived, meaning that I will have no further interruptions. I shall continue working on the virus until it is complete. I have no need for food or sleep. I will keep myself plugged in to the thread's power supply. No future updates will be made until I have made significant progress...

    January 26th, 2017: At last! I am ready for another experiment! I shall once again send this third incarnation of the virus back in time and observe the results.
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    September 6th, 2016: Several War Room users fell ill, including its staff members, Enzap, Maniacal Engineer, TheCapsFan, and Zexy. Concerned that the Elieson Virus had managed to make a return, despite ME's assurances that his machine would purge it from existence, Crate Diggah observed as the sick users fell into a delirious state, imaging themselves to be other people.

    September 12th, 2016: Needing to return to the admin medical center to report his findings regarding the 16 War Room users, Crate Diggah departed from the Fun & Games Section. Scarlet Sky was brought back to keep an eye on things while the admin was gone.

    October 1st, 2016: The situation began to deteriorate, as the 16 War Room users became comatose and shared a collective delusional experience. Two of the users, believing themselves to be Lord of the Trolls and Alucard, began attacking the other users.

    November 1st, 2016: Crate Diggah returned briefly to The War Room with a cure from the admin medical center. The 16 War Room regulars regained consciousness and returned to their normal selves with no recollection of the past month. Scarlet Sky remained in Fun & Games, as Crate Diggah was needed elsewhere.
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    January 26th, 2017: Another failure. That batch was far too heavy on the delusional state. My father must be held responsible for his actions, not placed into such a delusional mental state that he goes comatose. However, I believe I can synthesize a perfect virus from the successes of these three tests. This will take some time, though...

    March 13th, 2017: It is done! It is done! Now I have completed my masterpiece! This virus is sure to succeed where the others have failed. Now to spring my trap...
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    March 13th, 2017: returnofMCH had received an anonymous tip regarding the discovery of an active strain of the Elieson Virus. Having developed an interest in the virus ever since it had first appeared in his multiverse, MCH investigated the tip, and found a biohazard container with the virus inside. Immediately, MCH picked up his phone and dialed the RM administration building.
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    March 14th, 2017: The bait was taken. Now to watch as my father loses everything he holds dear.
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    Having finished reading the files, ME turned to Enzap.
    "But I never picked up RM from school," he said, "he took the bus."
     
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    • With that, the main story of this game has come to a close, and, yes, for those keeping score, I did just canonize Sockpuppet Mafia into the BMU. I also explained how everyone managed to come back after being killed in TWR '16 Mafia, which was something that Zexy never bothered to do. I will say that this has certainly been the funnest, but also the most labor intensive, Flavor Text that I have written for the War Room so far.

    In any case, the bonus material will still be forthcoming, but I will archive this thread now, as it has been nearly a week since the game ended. Keep an eye out for the bonus material, though!
     
    Bonus Scene 1: Ninja'd
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    • An unused scene from when it seemed like the Mafia would kill Max1996 on N5. Ultimately, they chose to kill jackatlasred instead, so the death scene needed to change. Much of the scene is the same as the D6 update, though.

    Bonus Scene #1: Day 6: Ninja'd

    With the spambots gone and jackatlasred defeated, there were many celebrations in the Random Messages thread. The beer and soda flowed freely at the RM Bar, under the watchful eyes of Lord Dragelsnart.
    At one table sat Max1996, Kazekage, MegaPod12, Elementar, and Pikochu.
    Kazekage sighed into his glass.
    "I just wish the spambots had been stopped before they hacked my brother's account," he said, sadly.
    Max patted him on the back.
    "In the press conference Shiny Celebi said that she was working on a way to bring back all of the banned users," he said, "Six Paths and the others will be back before you know it."
    "Yeah," agreed Pikochu, taking a swig of his beer, "now that the bot infestation is over, the mods can concentrate fully on restoring those banned accounts."
    The ninja leader smiled.
    "You're right," he said jovially.
    The users laughed and resumed their celebration.

    In their office complex, the remaining moderators were holding a war conference.
    "Why are the odds that jack is lying?" asked Scarlet Sky.
    "We can't assume that," interjected TheCapsFan, "we have to stay on alert, just in case something else goes wrong."
    "Agreed," concurred Enzap, "we assume that there is still a threat until conclusive evidence proves otherwise."
    "But how do we find that threat?" wondered Caps, "it's remained obscured by the spambot attacks so far, so its flown beneath the radar."
    "Easy," chimed in Maniacal Engineer, "now that the bots have been neutralized, anything they were obscuring will reveal itself."
    "But we'd have to wait for another attack before noticing this new threat," pointed out Sky.
    "Isn't there any other way?" inquired Caps.
    ME sighed.
    "Zexy was the one with access to the Troll finding program," he stated, "I could attempt to hack into it to gain access, but there's no guarantee that it would work or that its results would be accurate."
    "That rather defeats the purpose of such a program, doesn't it," remarked Enzap, coyly.
    ME shrugged.
    "That's the best I can do," he said, "we've got good encryption systems on our computers, so it's not so simple."
    "It's worth a shot," said Caps, "I say he tries it."
    "I agree," added Sky.
    "Then we're all agreed," concluded Enzap.
    ME nodded.
    "I can start work on it right away," he said, standing up and preparing to head out the door.
    "Now?" asked Sky, skeptically, "but it's already getting late."
    "And I was asleep all day," retorted ME.
    "I'm not sure about leaving you here by yourself," Enzap remarked.
    "I feel fine," retorted ME.
    "I'll stay with him," offered Caps, "better than sitting around waiting for an attack to happen."
    "Fine with me," said Enzap.
    Sky nodded in agreement, and he and Enzap headed out for the night.

    Caps and ME sat in the engineer's office. ME was typing away furiously at Zexy's computer, occasionally consulting a file or two on his own computer, all of which was gibberish to Caps.
    "So how's your new arm working out for you?" asked Caps, awkwardly, after several moments of silence.
    "Dunno," grunted ME, "I've been asleep for most of the time that I've had it, so I haven't gotten a chance to really test it out yet."
    The moderators lapsed into silence, as ME concentrated on his decryption.

    Exiting the RM Bar after the celebration, Kazekage turned down an alleyway as a shortcut back to his residence. While in the alley, a swarm of bats descended upon him. Although he used his various ninja techniques, it was useless. The alleyway was too cramped for his particular fighting style and, in the end, the bats overpowered him.
    As he lied there, crumpled on the pavement, a figure holding a flash drive stepped out of the shadows and into the feeble light of the alley.
    Kazekage's eyes widened.
    "You!" he gasped, as the figure approached.
    "Me," said the figure, simply, before banning Kazekage's account.
    "The Trolls have not fallen yet," the figure said to the darkness, "not by a long shot."
     
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    • Bonus Scene 2: Gonzap With the Wind
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    • Bonus Scene 2: Night 2: Gonzap with the Wind (If RC hadn't been the N1 kill)

    DAY 2 VOTE COUNT - FINAL

    TheCapsFan: Everybody

    The following morning, escorted by the three other F&G mods, Enzap and Maniacal Engineer were released from the hospital with great fanfare. Many of the regular users had stopped by to greet them and wish them well, as both were popular among the F&G regulars.
    One voice, however, shouted above all the rest.
    "Step away from Enzap," called the voice, "he's responsible for the recent attacks in this section."

    The assembled crowd turned to face the source of the outcry, Shiny Celebi, Bulbagarden forum's Head Administrator. She walked over to the stunned F&G mods flanked by Hidden Mew and Hanzo in Plain Sight, her Deputy Head Administrators. The crowd parted as she passed by.
    Maniacal Engineer faced her, defiantly, with the other F&G staff members not backing down.
    "With due respect, ma'am," the madman said, "Enzap was a victim of the initial attack, just the same as I was. In fact, he didn't even need to be in the thread that night; he chose to be. Why would he choose to expose himself to a potentially lethal virus if he knew the container was rigged?"
    "I understand your arguments," replied the Head Administrator, "but I have information that proves Enzap's guilt."
    "What sort of information?" inquired Zexy.
    "Information from a reliable source regarding Enzap's actions behind the scenes," answered the admin, "the source explicitly shows that Enzap has been up to his old nefarious tricks."
    The four F&G mods turned toward their Section Head.
    "What have you got to say for yourself, boss?" asked ME.
    "I can't answer a non-specific accusation," said Enzap, shrugging, "how can I know what to say if I haven't seen the evidence against me?"
    "That is a fair question," chimed in Scarlet Sky, "can you show us this evidence?"
    Hanzo stepped forward, carrying a briefcase. He opened the briefcase and withdrew a file.
    "The evidence," said the DHA, thrusting the file toward TheCapsFan, who was the nearest F&G mod.
    Caps took the file and read it, with the others looking over his shoulders.
    "I'll be damned," said ME, shaking with wrath and turning to face the Section Head, "you set me up you cold hearted--"
    Exactly how the madman was going to finish his sentence, nobody would ever know, for Enzap burst out laughing.
    It wasn't a jocular or jovial laugh. It was a cruel and evil laugh. The laugh of a Troll.
    "Yes," declared Enzap, proudly, "it was I, Gonzap the Mod Troll! I have grown bored with all these rules and regulations, so I decided to stir things up around here. I knew that the Punster's Workshop would be contaminated that evening, but I stayed anyway. I had hoped that this would have covered up my involvement in the incident, but, alas, I have been caught once more, it would seem."
    Still burning with rage, ME clenched his fists and turned on his Section Head.
    Enzap chuckled darkly.
    "Temper, temper, ME," he said, waggling his finger at the infuriated mod, which only served to make him madder.
    "How could you?" asked Caps.
    "Like I said, I got bored," replied Enzap.
    The Trollish Mod sighed sadly.
    "But I've been beaten, and I suppose I'm about to get banned," he said, "looks like it's over before it even really got to start..."
    His right eye twitching in fury, ME turned to the Head Administrator.
    "Ma'am, may I have the pleasure of taking out this trash?" he asked.
    "Permission granted," acknowledged the HA, nodding.
    The ban hammer appeared in ME's hand.
    "How's this for ironic turnaround?" snarled the mad scientist, swinging the powerful weapon.
    Dear TheCapsFan, you are Enzap
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    Enzap said:
    *Enzap flops around*
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    You are using your Section Head powers to cover your trollishness, so no one suspects you of really being a troll. As a result, you are the Godfather. Any copchecks aimed at you will give a "Non-Troll" result, although you are allied with the Trolls.
    Meanwhile, you are using your Section Head position to get info for your fellow trolls, so you are also a Rolecop. Once per night, you can select a player and attempt to figure out their role.
    Your Section Head position also lets you ban someone you wish despite what the regulars voted for, so you are also a 1x Lynch Redirector. Once in the game, in a day phase, you may select a person and the lynch will be forced on that person despite the votes in-thread.
    Finally, because of your status as Fun and Games staff, you are a Neighbor. You may talk with your fellow Neighbors in the special Neighbor chat provided by the hosts.

    You are allied with the Trolls and win when all opposing factions are eliminated while at least one member of your faction is alive or nothing can prevent this from happening
    Gonzap the Troll Mod was struck down by the mighty ban hammer, as his account was deleted, he uttered three last words.
    "Or is it?"
     
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