Mafia Fruit Bowl Mafia 2: Endgame: Pasta La Vista, Baby! 22/6/17

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

1. @Max1996
2. @Pika_pika42
3. @Zexy
4. @MegaPod12
5. @Rainbow Cloud
6. @Pikochu
7. @Elementar
8. @Midorikawa
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Feenie
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
13. @jdthebud
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
@AussieEevee

Day 1: Getting Rid of some Excess Cabbage

Having been thoroughly beeten during their last encounter with the Villainous Vegetables, the Fantastic Fruits pined for their revenge. They whiled away their thyme, waiting for just the right moment.
One evening, the slovenly engineer in whose home they resided, left a leafy green lying around defenseless.
In an act of what can only be called utter savagery the fruits punched and a-salted the poor vegetable, until it was completely wilted.

Spoiler: AussieEevee was murdered!

Dear AussieEevee,

I'm the Head of State, you're like a head of cabbage.

You are the Cabbage. You stand a head and shoulders above everyone else in this game, even though your only purpose is to provide motive for the mayhem.
Indeed, the murdering of you is what precipitates this whole mess, but lettuce pray that we will be able to avoid violence this time around. Naturally, though, this will not be the case, and the game shall once again, descend into mindless slaw-ter.
This may seem un-fir-tunately to some, but you really don't mind, since you tend to walk around with your head in the clouds, anyway. Besides, were it not for the violence, there woodn't be a game at all, now wood there?

Because you are technically a game host, but have no true power, you are the Fig-urehead. You have to suffer through all of ME's bad jokes and ridiculous puns, but it's fine with you, since the first version of this game turned out to be berry well done. You just hope that starting a second installation wasn't a mi-steak. You are allied with yourself, and it is your job to provoke the events of the game. As such, you win if the game starts...which, I suppose, means congratulations for your win.

Outraged by this offensive behavior by the fruits, the vegetables drew a lime in the sand.
"We will not tolerate this sort of behavior," said one prominent member of the vegetable organization, "those responsible for this Heinz-ous act, step forward and pre-pear to be pun-ished for your crimes."
When the speech failed to bear fruit, the vegetables launched their backup plan.
"The fruits are too well organized and they outnumber us," said one of the vegetables, "how can we hope to beet them?"
"Patience," said another vegetable, sagely, "if we can confound our enemies, then they will destroy themselves."
The villains laughed and let loose another cloud of pesticides, bamboo-zling the fruits and preventing them from recognizing each other.
"Now the fun can truly begin," laughed the vegetables.

It is now Day 1: Phase Ends 7/6/2017 at 9:00pm U.S. Central Daylight Savings Time. AussieEevee, being dead, cannot be lynched in this game. You may pro-seed.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

1. @Max1996
2. @Pika_pika42
3. @Zexy
4. @MegaPod12
5. @Rainbow Cloud
6. @Pikochu
7. @Elementar
8. @Midorikawa
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Feenie
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
13.@jdthebud
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
@AussieEevee

Votals:
jdthebud: III (Elieson, Zexy, MegaPod12)
Zexy: II (Pika_Pika42, Elementar)
Midorikawa: I (Midorikawa)
Elieson: I (Max1996)

Night 1: Caught Unpre-peared

Having stirred up trouble in pear-adice, the Fruits began their revolution to try weeding out the vile vegetables. However, due to the noxious pesticides that the vegetables had blasted them with, the fruits were unable to tell the difference between themselves and their enemies.
The conversation began slightly aimlessly, with jokes being made back and forth, but, eventually, with a little egg-stra pressure, the conversation became more fruitful.
The group came to a decision, though it wouldn't produce the results they were hoping fir.
They targeted an individual who had gotten so sauced on cider, that he was unable to defend himself in thyme.

Spoiler: jdthebud was lynched

Dear jdthebud,

If you want to know the taste of a pear, you must change the pear by eating it yourself. If you want to know the theory and methods of revolution, you must take part in revolution. All genuine knowledge originates in direct experience.

You are the Pear. Evidence of your usage as a food dates back to prehistoric times, where traces of pears have been found in ancient dwellings. Over 3000 different type of pears are grown worldwide, this is done through cross breeding, as pears are usually grown by grafting.
You are very resourceful, and can often find your way through any jam you may find yourself in.
You are a character of very high moral fiber, but occasionally find yourself sauced on cider.
The wood from your trees has many uses, including being carved into furniture or into woodwind instruments, after the outer layer of bark has been pared away, of course.
Guess it really blows to be a pear tree.
There are references to pears throughout history. In the Greek epoch, you were mentioned as growing in the garden of Alcinous in the classic epic tale The Odyssey.
Pear and walnut trees were revered in the Tree Worship of the Nakh peoples, probably leading to the usage of a tree in the modern era Christmas celebrations.
Speaking of Christmas, the first gift given in the Twelve Days of Christmas is, in fact, a partridge in a pear tree.

Because you are always found in pairs, you are the Mason. You therefore know the alignment of <player>, who is the complementary pear in your pair of pears.
You may also chat with <player> in a Mason's chat, which will be provided shortly.

You are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

"One down," chuckled a vegetable, sini-stir-ly.
"Indeed," agreed another, "we're starting to pare them down now."

The vegetables shared a hearty laugh at the Fruit's misfortune, because now it was night. The pear-fect opportunity for them to strike back at their adversaries under cover of darkness. The fruits had certainly gotten themselves into a bit of a jam.

It is now Night 1! Phase ends 8/6/17 at 9:00pm US Central Daylight Savings Time. If Feenie does not confirm by the end of this phase, she will be subbed out.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

1. @Max1996
2. @Pika_pika42
3. @Zexy
4. @MegaPod12
5. @Rainbow Cloud
6. @Pikochu
7. @Elementar
8. @Midorikawa
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Feenie
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
6. @TheCapsFan
@AussieEevee

Day 2: Further Im-peared

Having received a flash of ins-pear-ation from the lynch earlier that day, the vegetables decidered to finish the job that had already bean started.
They managed to root out the pear's pair, and mercilessly egg-stir-minated him. Like a Shakes-pear-ean tragedy, both of the core characters pearished, slaw-tered by an enemy as yet unseen.
The fruits awakened the following morning to discover the dis-fig-ured body of their comrade, and grieved at the loss of this potential resauce they could have used as a rallying point. The loss of both pears in such close proximity to each other was certainly very jarring for the fruits.

Spoiler: Pika_Pika42 was killed

Dear Pika_pika42,

If you want to know the taste of a pear, you must change the pear by eating it yourself. If you want to know the theory and methods of revolution, you must take part in revolution. All genuine knowledge originates in direct experience.

You are the Pear. Evidence of your usage as a food dates back to prehistoric times, where traces of pears have been found in ancient dwellings. Over 3000 different type of pears are grown worldwide, this is done through cross breeding, as pears are usually grown by grafting.
You are very resourceful, and can often find your way through any jam you may find yourself in.
You are a character of very high moral fiber, but occasionally find yourself sauced on cider.
The wood from your trees has many uses, including being carved into furniture or into woodwind instruments, after the outer layer of bark has been pared away, of course.
Guess it really blows to be a pear tree.
There are references to pears throughout history. In the Greek epoch, you were mentioned as growing in the garden of Alcinous in the classic epic tale The Odyssey.
Pear and walnut trees were revered in the Tree Worship of the Nakh peoples, probably leading to the usage of a tree in the modern era Christmas celebrations.
Speaking of Christmas, the first gift given in the Twelve Days of Christmas is, in fact, a partridge in a pear tree.

Because you are always found in pairs, you are the Mason. You therefore know the alignment of <player>, who is the complementary pear in your pair of pears.
You may also chat with <player> in a Mason's chat, which will be provided shortly.

You are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

Looking at the above role flip, the players all had the strangest sense of Dijon vu, and were berry disappointed in ME's halfhearted effort when it comes to rolls. To this, ME replied:
"Let them eat cake."
Unfortunately, this was the wrong sentimint for the engineer to take. Disgusted by the fact that it seemed as though, this thyme, the madman didn't even carrot all about the game or writing FT, the players revolted.
ME crumbled under the pressure, and vowed to write batter FT for the remainder of the game, and to dish out even more whacky puns.
Satisfied, the players returned to the game, and sealed the fractured fourth wall they had broken.
Everything returned to normal...or did it?

It is now Day 2! Phase ends 10/6/17 at 9:00pm U.S. Central Daylight Savings Time. The phase up-date may be a little late, since I will just be getting back from a wedding.
I am looking for a sub for this game.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

1. @Max1996
3. @Zexy
4. @MegaPod12
5. @Rainbow Cloud
6. @Pikochu
7. @Elementar
8. @Midorikawa
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Pika_pika42
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
6. @TheCapsFan
@AussieEevee

MegaPod12: III (Midorikawa, Max1996, Pika_pika42)
Zexy: I (MegaPod12)
Elementar: I (Doctor Floptopus)


Night 2: You Say Tomato, I say Tomuerto

Still in a state of dis-pear over the loss of the Masons, the town needed to rally around a cause. A leader emerged, establishing their roots from the ground up.
"I have raisin to be-leaf that this person is a vegetable," éclaired the leader, pointing at one of the other players.
Latching on to this juicy piece of gossip, the town put all of their eggs in one basket and joined together in an attempt to squash the threat and restore the peas.
Alas, despite their endivers, tragedy struck. Their target ap-pear-ed to be a fruit.

Spoiler: MegaPod12 was lynched

Dear MegaPod12,

Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.

You are the Tomato. A part of the nightshade family, your close relatives include potatoes and eggplants, while some of your more distant relatives include tobacco, bell peppers, chili peppers, and Petunia Dursley. Due to your immense family roots, you have many heirlooms.
Use of tomatoes as a comestible originated with the Aztecs in Mexico around the year 500BCE. Since the arrival of the Spanish conquistador, Hernán Cortés, you have spread throughout the world.
A particularly saucy individual, you made your way to Italy to get in on a pizza the action, but you have caused many a legal conundrum in your day.
In 1887, you and several of your brethren caused a stir when the US passed a tariff on fruits, but not vegetables. This escalated all the way to the Supreme Court, which ruled you to be a vegetable on May 10th, 1893. Despite biologically being a fruit, you are used as a vegetable, which is to say that you are eaten during the course of the meal, and not for dessert. Naturally, this piece of juicy gossip managed to spread, and has effected your reputation in the US, forming a new classification, called the culinary vegetables, which refers to fruits that are cooked and pre-peared like vegetables.

Due to your status as a culinary vegetable, people often forget that you are biologically a fruit. Therefore, you are the Miller. Although you are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, any alignment investigations will show you to be a Villainous Vegetable.

You are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

Now cress-fallen, the town could only wonder how their brilliant plans had not born fruit. Meanwhile the vege-tables seemed to be turniping in favor of the mafia, as they laughed at the town's rotten misfortunes.

Sitting in his kitchen, surrounded by empty beer bottles, Maniacal Engineer stared at his fruit bowl, star struck, and completely oblivious to the fact that his phone was ringing.
"Encore! Encore!" he yelled, clapping his palms together mirthfully.
The slovenly scientist gleefully shoveled several handfuls of popcorn into his mouth and continued to watch the events unfold.

It is now Night 2! Phase ends after 9:00pm U.S. Central Daylight Savings a Time 11/6/17.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

1. @Max1996
3. @Zexy
5. @Rainbow Cloud
6. @Pikochu
7. @Elementar
8. @Midorikawa
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Pika_pika42
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
6. @TheCapsFan
@AussieEevee
@jdthebud

Day 3: Well That Fig-ures

Having gone bananas earlier that day and lynching the tomato as a result, the town faced another major loss. A prominent fig-ure was cut down in his prime. Admittedly, this character didn't seem to care much what was going on in the game, in fact, his presence was, at one point, rumored to only be a fig-ment of their imaginations. However, the vegetables knew that he was real and were determined to root him out once and for all.
They stalked him to his home, and planted a bomb. The elegant fig-ure went out in a glorious fireball. Truly a tree-mendous tragedy.

Spoiler: Rainbow Cloud has been murdered

Dear Rainbow Cloud,

Train up a fig tree in the way it should go, and when you are old sit under the shade of it.

You are the Fig. You belong to the genus Ficus, and you are an important figure in many religions worldwide, to the point where one of your species is known as Ficus religiosa.
In Hinduism, the World Tree, known as Ashvattha, is a Ficus religiosa. The Buddha is purported to have meditated in the shade of a Bodhi tree. In the book of Genesis, Adam and Eve are said to have covered themselves with fig leaf garments after eating from the Tree of Knowledge, and you are one of the seven foods said to be found in the Promised Land.
The oldest living tree to have been planted by human hands is Sri Maha Bodhi, planted by King Tissa in 228BCE at the temple in Anuradhapura, Sri Lanka.
Due to your background in the religions of many people, you certainly cut an imposing figure, even if some cornsider religion to merely be a figment.

You don't give a fig about anything that anybody does during the night time. As such you are Ascetic. All night actions that are used on you, with the exception of factional kills, will fail. This is an infinite, passive ability.

You are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

Four town members killed had the mafia feeling fairly confident, however, they weren't out of the woods yet. The fruits could still rally and reclaim the ground they had lost. Nonetheless, town must tread with caution, as doom is certainly creeping up on them.

It is now Day 3. Phase ends after 9:00pm U.S. Central Daylight Savings Time 13/6/17.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

1. @Max1996
3. @Zexy
6. @Pikochu
7. @Elementar
8. @Midorikawa
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Pika_pika42
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
6. @TheCapsFan
@AussieEevee
@jdthebud

Day 3 Votals:

Elementar: III(Soulmaster, Zexy, swarla)
Soulmaster: II (Elieson, Midorikawa)
Midorikawa: II (Max1996, Pika_Pika42)
Zexy: I (Elementar)

Night 3: The Way of the Dragon

Town had gotten itself into quite a pickle. They had sunk into the deepest pits of dispear, and were truly feeling meloncholy. As the situation continued to get ugli, accusations flew left and right, with some pea-ple choosing to target the low hanging fruit.
Though many members of the town remained cornfused, a few pea-ple took control, and decidered that it wood be in the town's best interests if they took the limelight and attempted to weed out the mafia. Despite their best efforts, however, their information seemed outdated. As such, yet another fruit was cut down in his prime, without getting to live to a ripe old age.

Spoiler: Elementar was lynched

Dear Elementar,

Dragon fruit is very subtle, very delicate. So you want to be careful not to kill it with things that have very strong flavor.

You are the Pitahaya, also known as the Dragon Fruit. Originally from Mexico, you have been migrated far and wide across the world. Most notably, you can be found in Central America, Southeast Asia, the United States, Israel, Australia, Cyprus, and the Canary Islands.
You are a particularly prickly individual, which isn't surprising since you grow from cacti.
Specifically, you are a member of the Hylocereus genus, and you dislike being confused with your cousin, the pitaya, which belong to the Stenocereus genus.
In spite of your initial prickliness, you are actually quite sweet once people get to know you.
You also come in three varieties. The most commonly found has pink outer skin and white flesh, but you also come with red outer skin with red flesh and yellow outer skin with white flesh, as well.
You are fairly heavy for a fruit of your size, and normally can weigh up to 600 grams, but occasionally have weighed up to 1 kilogram.
In Baja California, there used to be a folk dance known as the Flor de Pitahaya where colorful dresses depicting the cactus plants you herald from were worn by the women.
The flowers of your native cacti can also be eaten or, alternatively, are steeped into tea, while you are occasionally juiced or made into wine.

You are named after the mythical dragon, who is both able to breath fire and can be a capable martial artist. You can use the way of the dragon in order to kill your enemies, as such, you are the 1x Vigilante. Once during the night, you may PM the hosts: <Player> has offended my family, and has offended the Shaolin temple, whereupon you will kill that player to regain the honor of your family and the Shaolin temple.

You are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

Town was left S-peach-less after this unbe-leaf-abowl result, and, yet again, they were left to berry their dead.

Maniacal Engineer guzzled down more beer, as he continued to watch the fruits and vegetables duke it out in his kitchen. His phone continued ringing relentlessly, but he didn't even notice.

It is now Night 3! Phase ends after 9:00pm U.S. Central Standard Time 14/6/17.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

1. @Max1996
3. @Zexy
6. @Pikochu
8. @Midorikawa
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Pika_pika42
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
6. @TheCapsFan
@AussieEevee
@jdthebud

Day 4: The Pineapple of my Eye

Juiced from their latest successes, the mafia decided that the time was ripe to cause more mayhem.
In order to obliterate the town, they mafia cherry picked their victim based on date-a they had collected and struck at one of the town's core members. Usually well protected, this evening found her powerless. She attempted to hide in the Big Apple, but the mafia found her and eggs-ecuted her immediately. As she faded from this world, there was a doleful expression in her dimming eyes, since she knew that this blow would upset the apple-cart.

Spoiler: Midorikawa has been killed

Dear Midorikawa,

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

You are the Pineapple. Indigenous to South America, you were introduced into Central America and Mexico by the Aztecs, and later into Hawaii, the Philippines, Guam, and Zimbabwe by the Spanish, India by the Portuguese and Europe by the Dutch. Truly you are a multicultural phenomenon.
You are also quite capable of Doling out trouble, since it was the pineapple industry that took over Hawaii and caused the United States to annex the formerly sovereign country and displace the reigning monarch.
A lover of juicy gossip, you can never leaf others alone, and always take delight in topping everyone else in conversation. Being a bit of a showman, you are always up for an encore.
You are an excellent source of manganese and Vitamin C, but have little nutritional value aside from that. Don't let that crush your aspirations, though, as your juice is the main ingredient in several cocktails, most notably the piña colada.

As the old saying goes: "a pineapple a day keeps the doctor away." Or something like that, anyway. As such, you are the Doctor. Each night, you may PM the hosts: Protect: <player>, and that player will be protected from all night kills that evening.

You are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

With the death of the Doctor, the fruit's thyme is running short. Another mislynch could spell certain doom for the town, but hopefully they're not plum out of luck and there can still be a turnover. They've been lacka-daisy-cal thus far, but lettuce see if their pearformance improves during crunch time.
Meanwhile the vegetables are starting to think that this game is all cut and dried. It was all going berry smoothie so far, and they hadn't encountered any tough nuts to crack. But that could all change in the spam of a second.
Who knows what will happen next?

It is now Day 4. Phase ends at 9:00pm U.S. Central Standard Time on 16/6/17. This could be the last phase of the game.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

1.@Max1996
3. @Zexy
6. @Pikochu
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Pika_pika42
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
6. @TheCapsFan
@AussieEevee
@jdthebud

D4 Votals:

swarla: II (Max1996, Doctor Floptopus)
Elieson: II (Zexy, Pika_Pika42)
Pika_Pika42: I (Elieson)

Night 4: Give Peas a Chance

Given the dire circumstances that Town found itself in, they decided that putting someone on the chopping block this phase would not be a wise idea.
As such, despite the arguments and shouting that had occurred, the day passed with no one dying.

Bored with the result, Maniacal Engineer began booing loudly. So loudly, in fact, that he didn't hear his door bell ringing.

It is now Night 4. Phase ends in 24 hours and 18 minutes at 10:00pm U.S. Central Daylight Savings Time. I am moving tomorrow, hence the later update time.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

1. @Max1996
3. @Zexy
6. @Pikochu
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Pika_pika42
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
6. @TheCapsFan
@AussieEevee
@jdthebud

Day 5: A Date With Destiny

Feeling pretty good about the results from the previous day, the town members attempted to press their temporary re-leaf. Most of them hid in their homes, taking a stab at dis-core-aging any efforts by the vegetables to mow them down. However, one promiscuous town member, wanted to take out one of the other players, and so was out on the town. Jones-ing for a kill, the mafia took the oppor-tuna-ty that presented itself.
Approached by one of the mafia members and lured into an am-bush, the wanton town member was wasted.

Spoiler: Max1996 was killed

Dear Max1996,

Bad dates.

You are the Date. You are overall very sweet, even if you occasionally get stoned, and you dabble a bit in palm reading.
You've been a staple food of the Middle East and the Indus Valley for thousands of years, having been cultivated from Mesopotamia to Egypt. Before that, fossil records show that you have existed for 50 million years. Furthermore, your seeds are very long lasting, capable of sprouting even after thousands of years of storage. In fact, one particular date palm seed was removed from Herod's Palace on Masada in Israel and managed to germinate into a viable plant in 2005, some 2000 years later, making it, to date, the oldest seed to have ever grown into a full plant.
A good source of potassium, you also contain a wide range of other essential nutrients, including trace elements like boron, cobalt, copper, selenium, and zinc. You are consumed in many ways, sometimes whole, sometimes pitted and stuffed, sometimes as a vinegar or alcohol.
You have ritual signi-fig-ance to three of the major world religions.
When breaking their fast for the evening meals of Ramadan, it is traditional for Muslims to begin by eating a date, and in the Quran, it is said that the Virgin Mary was instructed to eat dates while pregnant with Jesus, and dates are still recommended to pregnant women, even to this date.
Furthermore, the leaves of the date palm tree are used for Palm Sunday for Christians, and are used by Jews as their lulav on their holiday of Sukkot.

Dates are also social or romantic engagements that people who are attracted to each other go on in order to get to know each other better. You are certainly no stranger to rendezvous yourself. As such, you are the Hooker. Each night, you may PM the hosts: Take <player> on a date, and that player will be unable to perform their night actions for that evening. Additionally, if there is a Virgin in the game, and you take them out on a date, they will lose their ability and become a Vanilla.

You are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

The town's hearts shattered at this latest up-date, for they knew that they were, once again, playing a game of hot potato with the mafia. One false move, and the game would be cut and dried. The town had certainly found themselves in quite the pickle, but they were hopeful that they could get themselves out of this particular jam. Whether or not they could, only thyme would tell. As for mafia, victory was in the palm of their hands, but they had better hope that it doesn't elude them. One false move, and the fig might be up.
Nobody can afford any imprune-dence at this juncture.

It is now Day 5. Phase ends at 10:00pm U.S. Central Standard time on 20/6/17. The game is in a state of LYLO.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

3. @Zexy
6. @Pikochu
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Pika_pika42
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
6. @TheCapsFan
@AussieEevee
@jdthebud

D5 Votals:

Pikochu: III (Elieson, Zexy, Pika_Pika42)
Pika_Pika42: I (Soulmaster)

Night 5: Beeten to a Pulp

Gathering its resources and searching deep within their cores, the town worked together to climb their way out of the pit. They turned on a particularly juicy fellow, and demanded answers from him, but he pretended that he didn't know borscht.
The town put him on the chopping block due to his silence, and were rewarded for their efforts.

Spoiler: Pikochu was lynched

Dear Pikochu,

Breath Properly, Stay Curious, and Always Eat Your Beets!

You are the Beet. When it comes to your heritage, you are proud of your roots and keep a few heirlooms to remind you of your ances-tree.
You are popular in Eastern Europe as the main ingredient in soups, such as borscht, while in Indian cuisine, you are chopped, cooked, and spiced.
You are also occasionally used as a condiment or eaten in salads, and in Pennsylvanian Dutch culture, there is a dish called a pickled beet egg, where a hard boiled egg is refrigerated in leftover beet pickling fluid and marinates until it is a deep pink-red. It's certainly an off beet dish, but it reflects your colorful background.
You are combined with horseradish to form many different condiments, such as chrain, which is popular among Ashkenazi Jews, Hungarian, Polish, and Russian cuisines. It is often eaten with gefilte fish.
In Australia, you sliced, pickled, combined with other condiments, and placed on to a beef patty. This is known as an Aussie burger.
You contain a chemical called Betanin in your roots which is used as red food coloring in desserts, sauces, jams, jellies, and cereals. Your juice is best used in food with low water content, such as fruit fillings, and you can also be used to make wine. Be warned, though, Betanin is not digested, so that coloring ends up staying in the individual who consumes it.
Post World War I, there were food shortages throughout Europe, which resulted in several cases of mangelwurzel disease, caused by eating a diet of only beets. On the other hand, preliminary research indicates that your juice may reduce blood pressure for hypertensive patients, which would certainly be a cause for celery-bration if the research bears fruit.

You are the most powerful member of the mafia team, able to beet down your adversaries into submission. As such, you are the Roleblocker. Every night, you may PM the hosts: Beet Up: <player>, and that player will be unable to perform their action or actions that night.

You are allied with the Villainous Vegetables, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

It was a joyous thyme of celery-bration for the town, as they had finally rooted out one of the vile vegetables lurking among them, but they weren't out of the woods yet...

Maniacal Engineer laughed and clapped his hands, while munching joyously on his popcorn.
"Good show!" he exclaimed, as the knocking continued in the background.

It is now Night 5. Phase ends at 10:00pm U.S. Central Standard Time on 21/6/17.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

3. @Zexy
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Pika_pika42
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
6. @TheCapsFan
@AussieEevee
@jdthebud

Day 6: Mango to Hell!

Despite successfully beeting the first vegetable earlier, the town still had quite a bit of work ahead of them to rid themselves of the remaining mafiosos. Their work was not made easier when yet another of them fell victim to a clever ploy by the mafiosos.
Out on her usual evening pat-roll root, one of the town members was, per usual, pretty sloshed. Before beginning her beeten path, she would always imbibe several bottles of beer. This evening, the mafia spiked her beverages. The poison seeped into her core systems and stopped her cold, in the middle of her rounds. She collapsed and was found dead the following morning when the remaining players gathered. They bunched together to get a glimpse of the body, each one not be-leafing that the situation had escalated this far. But it was too late, far far too late, to go back now. The show must go on!

Still, the town mourned as their cop passed into the unknown.

Spoiler: swarla was killed

Dear swarla,

I like mangoes.

You are the Mango. You are known as the King of the Fruits. You are cornsidered to be the symbol of love in India, and are, in fact, the national fruit of India, Pakistan, and the Philippines. Your tree is the national tree of Bangladesh. In some cultures it is believed that munching on mango buds will lend to sweetness of the voice, and it is also believed that mango trees can grant wishes. Dried mango skins have been used in medicines, and, during the Cultural Revolution in China, you were popularized as the symbol of Chairman Mao Tse-Tung's love for the people.
In Tamil Nadu, you are referred to as one of the three loyal fruits, along with the jackfruit and the banana.
In the West Indies, there is a popular song called "The Mango Walk," and the ancient Sanskrit poet, Kālidāsa, sang your praises.
In Australia, it is traditional for the first tray of mangoes to be auctioned off at the beginning of every season.

Combining Mango nectar with beer results in a cocktail known as the Mango Fuzz. Since "Fuzz" is a slang term for a police officer, you are the Cop. Each night, you may PM the hosts: Check: <player>, and you will learn that player's alignment upon the phase update.

You are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

As the town buried the body, a hidden note fell from the heavens above.

Spoiler

Due to the fact that you need to be combined with beer in order to become a Mango Fuzz, your judgment is sorely compromised. As such, you are Insane. Any checks that would normally appear as Fruits will appear as Vegetables, and any checks that would normally appear as Vegetables will appear as Fruits.

"Well, that egg-splains that," remarked one of the other players.
"An interesting turnip of events," added another.
"Indeed," commented a third, "that certainly caused quite the stir around here."

After these jocular comments, the mood became somber once more. There was still work yet to do, but, alas. It would appear as though, despite their best efforts, the town now faced an impossible situation. No matter what they attempted, their victory was almost certainly unobtainable. And yet, the show must go on.

Maniacal Engineer passed out in a stupor. The knocking had long since stopped, the person on the other side of the door having given up.

It is now Day 6. Phase ends at 10:00pm U.S. Central Standard Time on 22/6/17. The phase has been shortened to 24 hours, due to an overall lack of activity. The game is in a state of LYSLO (Lynch Yet Still Lose). Town can successfully lynch a hostile player, but still lose the game.

 

[Maniacal Engineer]

Spoiler: players

1. @Max1996
2. @Pika_pika42
3. @Zexy
4. @MegaPod12
5. @Rainbow Cloud
6. @Pikochu
7. @Elementar
8. @Midorikawa
9. @Soulmaster
10. @Feenie
11. @Doctor Floptopus
12. @swarla
13. @jdthebud
14. @Elieson

Spoiler: future hosts

1. @Enzap
2. @SoaringDylan
3. @CheffOfGames
4. @Lone_Garurumon
5. @DarthWolf13
6. @TheCapsFan
@AussieEevee

Day 6 Final Votals:

Soulmaster: III (Zexy, Elieson, Pika_Pika42)

Endgame: Pasta La Vista, Baby!

The players gathered together once more in order to determine who should be placed on the chopping block. They confronted a greenish fellow who had been stalking the other players throughout the game.
At one point, the player had been considered to be a member of the town, but he had fallen from grace, dew to an attempt at framing a member of the fruits.

Three of the players gazed upon this leafy individual and éclaired him to be guilty. The player was placed upon the chopping block, and the knife descended.

Spoiler: Soulmaster was lynched

Dear Soulmaster,

It is I, Captain Vegetable
With my carrot, and my celery
Eating crunchy vegetables is good for me
And they're good for you, so eat them too
For teeth so strong, your whole life long
Eat celery and carrots by the bunch
Three cheers for me, Captain Vegetable
Crunch, crunch, crunch!

You are the Celery. You are an integral part of several cultural cuisines. Together with onions and bell peppers, you form the "holy trinity" for Louisiana Creole and Cajun cuisine. Combined with onions and carrots, you form mirepoix, a French base used for many soups and sauces. Even on your own, you are used as a staple ingredient in many common soups, such as chicken noodle soup.
Your seeds produce a volatile oil, which is used in both perfumes and pharmaceuticals, but can also be used for flavoring and spices. In fact, when combined with salt, it makes celery salt, which is used to season many cocktails, most notably Bloody Marys, Chicago-style hot dogs, and as a base of Old Bay Seasoning.
You also have many medical uses. In 30 CE, Aulus Cornelius Celsus discovered that you can be used in pills for pain re-leaf. Furthermore, you contain the 3-n-butylphthalide compound, which has been shown to lower blood pressure in rats. Your juice has reduced hypertension is most patients, according to one study, and has even helped reduce hypertension caused by pregnancy.
Your seeds contain Bergapten, which increases photosensitivity, so it should never be consumed in excessive sunlight without adequate protection
Although you contain many nutrients, including calcium, you are most notable as a source of dietary fiber. You are often mistaken as a "negative-calorie food," which means that consuming you costs more calories than you contain, but this is not true.
You contain a powerful allergen which provokes severe reaction for people with the allergy, including potentially dealy Anaphylactic shock. Notably you root contains more allergen than your stalk, and the allergen is not destroyed at cooking temps.
You have had a signi-fig-ant cultural impact throughout the ages. Your leaves were part of the garlands found in Tutankhamun's tomb, and celery mericaps were found in the Heraion of Samos.You are mentioned both in the Iliad and the Odyssey. More recently, you were worn as a corsage by the Fifth Doctor, played by Peter Davison, on the BBC television series, Doctor Who.

Because you come in stalks, you are quite capable of following people without their noticing. As such, you are the Stalker. During the night, you may PM the hosts: Stalk: <player>, and you will be told who that player visited that night.

You are allied with the Villainous Vegetables, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

As the remaining town member cheered, his jubilation was cut short. Two of the remaining players unmasked themselves, re-vealing that they were not who the other players had thought they were. They were, in fact, impastas.

Spoiler: Zexy has won the game

Dear Zexy,

We are not saying that Evolution can't exist, only that it is guided by His Noodly Appendage.

You are the Flying Spaghetti Monster, also known as the true Creator of the Multiverse. Any other deity is merely an impasta. The knowledge of your existence became widely revealed to the public by the Prophet, Bobby Henderson, in 2005 after he published an open letter that he wrote to the Kansas State Board of Education on the Internut.
You have become the symbol of opposition to teaching intelligent design in public schools, but you have evolved far beyond just that. Following your immense popularity, Pastafarianism was founded in 2006, when the Prophet Henderson wrote The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, codifying your will for all humankind.
Although knowledge of your existence has become commonplace only recently, pirates were the original Pastafarians, and Global Warming is directly linked to the decreasing number of pirates worldwide.
Despite the oppression that your devout followers receive from the unenlightened masses, who refuse to use their noodles, you are slowly gaining ground. Pastafarianism is an officially recognized religion in the Netherlands and New Zealand. In fact, the first legally recognized Pastafarian wedding occurred in New Zealand in April 2016. True believers celebrate International Talk Like a Pirate Day on September 19th, and can often be found donning pirate attire or wearing their ceremonial colander head coverings. Other religious holidays celebrated by your loyal followers include; Holiday, Pastover, and Ramendan.
Although you've gotten the meat ball rolling, there is still much good you have to do in this world.
May we all merit experiencing your divine presence and the power and influence of your Noodly Appendage speedily and in our times.
Ramen.

Because you are the deity of a parody religion, you are the Cult Leader. On every night, you may PM the hosts: Extend my Noodly Appendage to: <player>. If that player is town, they will convert to Pastafarianism, lose their former role, and become a Cultist. If that player is mafia, you will be killed. You will share a private conversation with all of your cultists. Because of your divine powers, you are also 1x Deathproof. This means that you will survive one attempt on your life, be it via lynching, night killing, or attempting to convert a mafioso.
You are allied with yourself and your Cultists, and you win when your cult has gained parity with the rest of the game and can control the lynches.

Spoiler: Elieson has won the game

Dear Elieson,

she's my cherry pie
put a smile on your face ten miles wide
looks so good bring a tear to you eye
sweet cherry pie yeah

You are the Cherry. You used to be a rather shy individual, but you've blossomed into an outgoing, bombastic personality. Although for the most part you are sweet as pie, your mood can sour fairly easily, and you are occasionally prone to acting wild and unpredictable. During your free time, you enjoy watching your favorite television program, Tom and Cherry. If you happen to have a nice bowl of popcorn available, that's just the cherry on top.
You are native to most of mainland Europe, western Asia, and some of northern Africa, and were introduced to England by the infamous monarch Henry VIII, who had sampled cherries while abroad in Belgium. You were brought over to the Americas by the Dutch, through New Netherlands, later to become New York.
Due to the richness of color and the straightness of the grain, the wood from cherry trees is often picked for use in manufacturing ornate furniture, most notably desks, tables, and chairs. However, you yourself are not very nutritional, though your taste is certainly popular.

There exists a type of firework known as a Cherry bomb. As such, you are the Bomb. If you die, you will take out one of the people who contributed toward your death. In the event that only one person was responsible, that person will die.

You are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

You have been touched by the Noodly Appendage of the Great Flying Spaghetti Monster. He has chosen you to be a part of his flock, and so you have gratefully converted to Pastarianism. You are now a Cultist. You no longer have your former role, and your only purpose now is to serve your Cult Leader, the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Should your glorious leader perish, you will take your own life out of sorrow for the tremendous loss.
You are allied with your Cult Leader and your fellow Cultists, and you win when your cult has gained parity with the rest of the game and can control the lynches.

"W-what's going on here?" asked the Town member, confused by this turnip of events.
"I call bullshit!" shouted the final mafia member, "I've been in worse pickles than this."

The mafia member charged at the cultists, in an attempt to avenge her fallen comrades, but was suddenly struck down by the Noodly Appendage of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.
"Be gone," said the righteous rigatoni, smiting the final mafioso.

Spoiler: Doctor Floptopus has lost the game

Dear Doctor Floptopus,

Divide by cucumber error. Please reinstall universe and reboot.

You are the Cucumber. Always a cool customer, you are certainly adept at getting yourself out of pickles. You come in three main varieties, slicing, pickling, and burpless, depending on how you are to be used after cultivation. Slicing cucumbers are eaten fresh, pickling cucumbers are placed into a brine and are pickled, and burpless cucumbers are sweeter than other types of cucumbers.
You've cropped up quite a bit throughout history, starting as early as being listed as one of the foods eaten in ancient Ur in the legend of Gilgamesh. You are also listed as one of the foods eaten by the Israelites in Egypt.
Pliny the Elder, a Roman naturalist, natural philosopher, and author, wrote about how you were a daily part of Emperor Tiberius's diet. In order to accomplish this feat, the Romans managed to find artificial means of growing and cultivating you during times of the year when you would not naturally grow.
In the Middle Ages, Charlemagne grew you in his gardens in the 8th/9th century, but by the end of the 17th century, a prejudice had emerged about consuming raw fruits and vegetables, citing the consumption of raw fruits and vegetables as the harbinger of diseases. Dubbed "fit only for consumption by cows," you were given the nickname cowcumber, and, indeed, in 2011, an E. coli infection in you and your brethren is reputed to have caused at least ten deaths.
Interestingly enough, in Shingon Buddhism, there is a practice known as the Cucumber blessing, wherein the priest and practitioners gather and pray that they will be able to survive the hot summers in as good of health as fresh cucumber, a practice said to be dated back to Kūkai, the founder of Shingon Buddhism.

You are technically a fruit, but you are eaten like a vegetable. In fact, most people assume that you are a vegetable. However, for the sake of this game, you are the Godfather.
Although you are allied with the Villainous Vegetables, any alignment investigations will show you to be a Fantastic Fruit.

You are allied with the Villainous Vegetables, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

The last town member was shaking like a leaf, as the great macaroni menace turned away from the smoldering crater to face him.

"Come here, my child," said the heavenly being, "you are a most welcome addition to my flock."

Terrified, the town member turned to flee, but smacked against the Pastafarian. The angelic entrée extended its Noodly Appendages once more, and showed the last town member the true nature of the universe. With his mind uncluttered, the last Town member called it quits and converted to Pastafarianism.

Spoiler: Pika_Pika42 has lost the game

Dear Feenie Pika_Pika42,

Please, sir, I want some more.

Knock knock!
Who's there?
Olive.
Olive who?
Olive my jokes are as bad as this one.

You are the Olive. You are truly a slippery character, and you are part of the triad of Mediterranean Cuisine, along with wheat and grapes.
Fossil evidence suggests that your origins began 20-40 million years ago, with the first edible olives emerging in the early Bronze Age, most notably in Syria, Israel, and Crete.
Cornsidered sacred by many ancient civilizations, olive oil was used to anoint Kings and priests in ancient Israeli culture, and was also used in sacrificial offerings, food and cooking, ointmints, and for lighting. Most notably, the Menorah, located in the Holy Temple in Jerusalem, was lit using pure olive oil, which plays a signi-fig-ant roll in the story of Hanukah. The Greeks also used olive oil for anointing kings and athletes and for personal grooming; olive oil was also used to light the "eternal flame" during the original Olympic Games.
A symbol of peace and abundance, the olive branch is said to have been brought back to Noah by the dove to show that the flood had ended and that the waters were re-seed-ing. Additionally, olive branches were found in the tomb of King Tutankhamun in Egypt.
In Israel, the Mount of Olives is sacred and, it is prophesied that, in the times of the Messiah, the Ressurection of the Dead will originate from there. As such, it is home to a large Jewish cemetery where many prominent Jews, including those who lost their lives fighting in the Israeli Army, are buried. ME has yet to visit his friend's grave there, and has been horribly negligent.
On a lighter note, in popular culture, Popeyes the Sailor's girlfriend is named Olive Oyl.

A favored cooking oil of gourmet chefs is Extra Virgin Olive Oil. Since ME is a good cook, he refuses to keep anything else in the house. As such, you are the Virgin. During the night, if you are killed, you will prevent all night kills the following night. However, if you are ever visited by the Hooker, you will lose your ability and become a Vanilla.

You are allied with the Fantastic Fruits, and you win when all opposing factions have been e-lemonaded.

The following morning, Zexy entered Maniacal Engineer's apartment, using the spare key hidden under the Dalek lawn ornament. He found the insane tinkerer passed out in his kitchen, surrounded by empty beer bottles, and noodles. A pot of still steaming water was sitting on the stove top, and a few greasy utensil were sitting on the counter.
Somewhat disgusted, Zexy prodded the engineer until he woke up, startled.
"Who's there?!" he demanded, brandishing a plastic serving spoon.
"Relax," said Zexy, sighing, "I've come to get you."
"YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!!!!!" shouted the crazed scientist, diving behind the counter.
Zexy sighed again.
"the OLDEN one was looking for you all of last night," he remarked, "you were supposed to be working on a project with him."
"Oh that," said ME, peeking out from behind the counter, "I finished that last night. Just need to type everything up."
"That doesn't sound like everything is finished," chided the Greek mod.
"Not a problem," said the engineer, waving his robotic arm dismissively, "I'll be done in a flash."
ME dashed off to complete his typing, leaving cleaning his kitchen to Zexy, who sighed a third time and began picking up bottles.

THE END!

...or is it?