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Mafia I Can't Believe It's Not War Room Mafia Mafia [Game Over]

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Night 4 Start
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Phase End!

jdthebud (4): leetic, Doctor Floptopus, jackatlasred returnofmastercrazyhand [HAMMER]
jackatlasred (1): jdthebud


With only five heads left breathing, the pressure was on to find the true crook.

It's entirely possible that scum is simply blending in, like that guy over there! shouted the second player, pointing to the ninth player.

Yea! Let's get him! agreed the third and fourth players.

Here's to hoping! stammered the sixth player, as he prepared the noose and wrapped it around the oblivious ninth player's neck.

Before the ninth player could protect, he was pinned to the floor with a rope around his neck. T-This can't stand! Guys, you're making a terrible mistake!

Nobody cared. They had their hope.

And on the count of three, everyone else pulled the rope as tightly as they could. The crunch and snap of the ninth player's severed spine was all they needed to hear, before ruffling through his coat pockets. Each player placed a hand in a pocket, and they all pulled out the same note. It was...eerie.

jdthebud was lynched. The notes all read...

Dear [jdthebud], you are [Elieson], [Mafia Boss].


View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sP4NMoJcFd4


This isn't a movie masterpiece! It's some moeblob shit! Oh my god, you've been trolled!

Someone has to pay for this! The producers! The guy selling ice cream! SOMEONE! Everyone else in the theatre seems to appear the same way, and soon enough, a mob erupts out into the lobby and quickly takes control of the entire building, you're sure those responsible for robbing you of your money and your dignity are somewhere within the building, and you wont stop until justice has been served!

Day 1 has begun, and ends in 48 hours (12p noon GMT-5 [EST] on 3/2/16). With 14 alive, 8 votes on any player will end phase early with a Hammer. This phase only, both the Time & Hammer rules are in effect.

You all awake and make your way to the lobby, rested, but not satisifed, those fuckers are still in amongst you, and by god are they going to pay for making you watch that... that... thing.

Oh, and for taking all your money.

Mafia game & Player Post reference. Mafia: - Super War Room Mafia Mafia [End]

Since you’re the boss of the show, you know full well that nobody else is capable of hosting a great game like the next War Room Mafia Mafia. However, you are curious about potential co-hosts, as you’re always open to training new aspiring young minds in the arts of flavorposting, scumhunting and shitposting. During the night, you may respond to your RolePM with both of the following:

Night X: Looking up the Post History of [User]. [User]’s Role will become knowledge for you to use.

Night X: Make [User] read my hosting notes. [User] will spend all night reading your awesome notes and perfectly build spreadsheets, and will completely forget to perform their role action.

In short, you are the Mafia Rolecop & Roleblocker.

Post Restriction: [I'm leaving you to ascertain your PR based on what you think I'd post like.:D There is no wrong answer here, unless it's a poor example of Eliestyle posting.

If you have doubts, just post memes and be belligerent about your reads, and quote all your argumentative material.].

You are allied with the Town Mafia. You win if all threats to the town are removed.


A dead guy allied with the Mafia means...

One down.


Night 4 ends in approximately 24 hours (1p CST / on 8/16/16).
 
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Here's to hoping!

Nobody cared. They had their hope.

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Day 5 Start
  1. HumanDawn
  2. Calvin @leetic
  3. Slife @Doctor Floptopus
  4. Maniacal Engineer @returnofmastercrazyhand
  5. Elementar
  6. Pikochu
  7. @jackatlasred
  8. Midorikawa
  9. jdthebud
  10. Silent Winter
Subs:
MOD (Mod-On-Duty):

With numbers even smaller than before, the final four found it hard to sleep. They all knew they had to, or else...it might happen.

Ok, let's take rotations. Two people sleep, two people stay awake. We'll shuffle up the people who are up so that we can keep track of who could do what suggested the second player who had joined this disaster.

I'm ok with that agreed the fourth.

What if somebody wakes up and kills another person, though? This won't work if we're too tired to tell what happens! complained the ninth player in the group.

The third player shrugged. It's all we can do. Hourly rotations. Let's make it happen.

Hours rolled by, as the team struggled to get any rest. Those who slept dreamt of nightmares. Those who lie awake could barely keep their eyes open. Before they knew it, after several reluctant rotations, everybody was asleep, and it took the sun peeking through the blinds behind the bulletproof glass to wake them up.

W-What happened? muttered the second player, scratching their eyes.

I think we all made it out of this alive. I think we're gonna be ok... said the third player, looking towards the ninth.

*Yawn* Yea. It looks like it was just that madman. Let's just forget this horror ever happened. What do you think? asked the ninth member in the organization, lazily gesturing towards the second member in the room.

....

Hey. Hey man, get up
.

The ninth player bumped him with his shoulder. Dude, we made it. Quit being so lazy, we can go sleep in beds now. We can all co-host the next game. We need to call the police now.

....

Third got up and walked over, and upon getting closer to the second member, noticed a small red dot on the side of his neck.

G-Guys... stammered the third as they upped their pace and shook the ninth. Guys I think he...l-look...he's...he's...

Dead
stated the fourth. He's dead. We're not done yet.

The ninth player fell from the chair to the ground. His body, stiff and heavy, made a thud on the ground. It was hollow...hopeless...despite seeing this time and time again, those who were breathing were still not prepared to accept this.

leetic has been killed. They were...

Dear [Calvin ッ leetic], you are [lovandra], [Town Cutiepie].

But from Flavor, Legendary Bird are obviously the Mafia.

Mafia: - Pokemon Generation One Mafia! [ENDGAME: 19/04]

You’re a fairly good player, but you have a little trouble communicating your thoughts with the rest of us, primarily due to being located in Indonesia and not in the U S of A. Because of your inconvenient location, you aren’t able to run to the front of the line and grab the cool roles like the rest of the other kids. The host thinks you’re a swell gal with swell tastes though, and has left one role covered in dust for you, that the others would ignore, which is actually pretty neat. Twice during the game, you may respond to your RolePM with Night X: Throw the corpse of [Dead User] at [Living User]! You’ll take the ability of [Dead User] and use it on [Living User] as if it were your own, and acquire the results or perform the ability as the dead player would have.

In short, you are the Town 2x Backup.

Post Restriction: [You tend to post shorter posts than the rest of the userbase. If you’d normally post a paragraph, condense it into two sentences.].

You are allied with the Town. You win if all threats to the town are removed.

no....

Day 5 starts now, and ends in approximately 48 hours (12p CST / on 8/18/16). With 3 alive, 2 votes results in a HYPER-Majority, and a phase-ending Hammer. With no HYPER-Majority, Phase will end with a lynch on the player with the most votes.

The game is in a state of LYLO (Lynch Correctly or town will Lose). This is the final phase of the game.
 
Endgame

Game End!

returnofmastercrazyhand (2): Doctor Floptopus, jackatlasred [HAMMER]

Doctor Floptopus (1): returnofmastercrazyhand


It's over. We caught you red-handed. I saw you get awwwwwfully close to leetic last night shouted the seventh eager participant.

Yea! You monster. You don't deserve to live! yelled the third member.

B-But guys. I didn't...

Neither of the others were listening. While the seventh beat him over the head with another chair, the third tied him to his own chair, rendering him both unconscious and immobile.

With the fourth associate firmly tied to the chair, the other two lifted up the table, beat the out-facing window until it broke without hesitation.

Oh, look at that. Looks like a 100% chance of vengeance outside confidently muttered the seventh, under his breath.

How odd. The weather report called for a 100% chance of raining villains. I think we should fix that said the third, holding back an almost maniacal laugh.

The seventh pushed the chair towards the now-open window. They both grabbed the fourth's chair by the legs and heaved it upwards, into the air.

One...

Two...

Three!

Both of them swung the chair and its victim, letting go at the same time and throwing him from the window towards the ground. The smack of his body against the pavement was the last sound that they heard, before a strange light suddenly illuminated the room. It was a bright bright red...why was it red?

I don't get it? You were the villain all along?! shouted the third, pointing furiously at the seventh.

It's not me, it's you! panicked the seventh, looking around desperately for a weapon.

Then over the sound of a loudspeaker that must have existed in the hallway, came a familiar voice...

Red means dead. Red means dead. Red means dead. Re...

What could it mean? Was it a sign of things to come? Did it mean that the dead guy was a bad guy? Both survivors fell to their knees, laughing hysterically at the idea that they'd both finally caught the other killer.

Red means dead. Dead is he. He is returnofmastercrazyhand. Red means dead. Red means dead. Re...

And then, with an ear-shattering crack, the door burst down, and a man with an orange business suit was seem through the red light.

Guys, guys. What the hell happened in here? I went home for the long weekend and I see a dead guy tied to a chair landing on my car, on my way back into the office. What th...wait, why are you here? Why are...oh no...

The man in the suit panicked. This isn't good. Guys, who are you. WHO ARE YOU!? He shouted at the top of his lungs for the names of the survivors.

I'm Midorikawa. stammered the third member of the team.

My-My name's leetic. No caps.
stated the ninth.

I...ok. What about the madman behind this? Where's Elieson?!
Sweat dripped down the man's brow, as he placed his hand on his hip. What the heck was going on?

We need him dead!

Midorikawa nervously pointed toward Elieson's corpse, that was laying in the corner of the room. She looked the other way as she pointed. She'd had enough of staring at dead bodies. Why are you here? What the hell is happening?!

Ma'am. That's not Elieson. That's an empty cup. Where is he?


W-wait...wh...he was just there...we killed him. I know we killed him. We just killed him a few hours ago. How...where...leetic, wh...

I don't know either. Where the heck is that guy?

What about his accomplice? Did he say anything about an accomplice? I know he had one in here!!

The two looked at each other, then shrugged their shoulders in confusion. Neither blinked out of caution. What was going on?

Then that body.

That body. The fourth's body?

That body must... have been his partner! shouted the man, as he dashed towards the window, slicing the edge of his palm on the broken glass still stuck to the frame.

But the body was gone. The rope on the chair was gone. The chair itself was gone.

The dent in the car was still there...oil still leaked out from the vehicle as if it just happened.

The man let out a sigh...

You two. Come with me.

The man finally revealed himself to be Zexy, the official MOD of the organization that was dedicated to keeping a tight leash on madmen like Elieson. Elieson had broken out of what he called the "Watchman's Room", with the help of...someone, and was running rampant, setting up survival games for his own sick pleasure.

That guy's pushed rules for long enough. He's crude and vulgar and just a monster. He hosts these damned games just for his twisted sense of fun, with promises of great things...rewards, involvement in plans for prizes...all kinds of bullshit. You two were part of his crazy, crazy game. How you two survived...I mean...no one's ever survived...

After taking a deep breath, Zexy escorted leetic and Midorikawa down the stairs and out the door to his car, keeping his hand on his hip the entire time. When they finally got into it, he locked the doors, turned the ignition, and with a few engine stutters, drove them all back to his office for questioning.

While Zexy sped away in his damaged squad car, a small sheet of paper flew out from between the hood and the fender, and drifted away in the wind...

returnofmastercrazyhand was lynched. He was...

Dear [Maniacal Engineer returnofmastercrazyhand], you are [Pikochu], [Mafia Mobile Mastermind].

Mafia: - Murder, She Wrote 3 - Endgame: Werewolf Victory

If you're scum MCH, well done.

Sent from my SPH-L710 using Tapatalk

In Murder She Wrote 3, you showed up to deliver the final town-throwing vote before the game ended, from your mobile device. You’ve since figured out how to tap into this, and use your maniacal mobile monstrocity to make the lives of others far more difficult! During the game, you may respond to your RolePM with Night X: Results? Give [User] these [Results] instead. You will add [Results] to [User]’s nightly results via Tapatalk, thereby confusing them. Results can be anything within the rules of the forum, and the Mod/MOD can help you phrase things in ways that would match results for a role that you suspect you’re targeting.

Furthermore, because you were town in Murder She Wrote 3, and activity was so pitiful in that game and many others since then, you’ve decided that you won’t share this tactic with anybody. Since you’ve just invented Hysteria-Via-Text or whatever you call it, you will appear as Town and/or 2x Inventor under any type of theoretical Role and/or Alignment checks that come your way.

In short, you are the Mafia Godfather Results Fabricator.

Post Restriction: [Make references to mobile posting and/or not being at a PC].

You are allied with the Town Mafia. You win if all threats to the town are removed.

With the only two known survivors being allied with the town, that of course means...

I Can't Believe It's Not War Room Mafia Mafia has come to a close, with a victory for Town.

Of the surviving players;

Doctor Floptopus lived! She was...

Dear [Slife Doctor Floptopus], you are [Midorikawa], [Town Powerhouse and also a Girl].

Mafia: - Corrupt?! Mafia - ENDGAME - Mafia Win

I've done nothing and I'm already super townie. That's a new one.

You’re a strong player with a no-nonsense attitude, and this can be seen better nowhere other than in Corrupt?! Mafia, in which you basically curbstomped your way through the game to an inevitable loss because of your sucky town teammates. Because of your actual competence, you have an actual role! Twice during the game, you may submit to your RolePM at night: Night X: Slapping some sense into [User]. [User] will be shocked that you called them out for their inadequacies, so much so that they’ll just claim their role to you in hopes that you’ll stop slapping them with fish, hands, drumsticks, wooden blocks or anything else you choose to hit them with.

In short, you are the Town 2x Rolecop.

Post Restriction: [No jokeposts beyond your first two in Day 1. Everything you do is serious business].

You are allied with the Town. You win if all threats to the town are removed.

jackatlasred lived. He was...


Dear [jackatlasred], you are [leetic], [Town Up-and-coming Man].

Mafia: - US Presidential Election 2016 Mafia ENDGAME: Can't Stop Clinton/Feel The Bern (Democrat Victory)

One candidate broke a very firmly established rule and was kicked out of the election. Those glasses aren't fooling anyone.

You’re a growing player that has a hard time looking townie, but often gets away with being scummy. You’re also a fairly good host, making a good show in US Presidential Mafia. You’ve got an uncanny ability to spot the things that other players wouldn’t be able to spot, and it’s totally not because you’re a practiced host or decent mafia-aligned player or anything. Twice, during the night, you may respond to your RolePM with Night X: Paying extra close attention to [User]. You’ll see if [User] would break a rule during the night, by following them to wherever they go during the night!

In short, you are the Town 2x Tracker.

Post Restriction: [Short, sweet and to the point. Your posts don’t dance around the topic all too often. Also, don’t capitalize letters, unless you’re referring to a specific player’s name.].

You are allied with the Town. You win if all threats to the town are removed.

Therefore, Doctor Floptopus and jackatlasred have won permission to be involved in the next War Room Mafia game that Elieson designs!

I mean, they could've just asked, but this works too, right?!

Of course...this totally won't play into the next installment of Elieson's War Room Mafia Mafia series...

And as they say in Yu-Gi-Oh! GX,
That's Game!
 
Congratulations to the town for winning! Awesome hosting, Elieson.
Wow, really close game we got here. The Results Fabricator was a very interesting role.
Kudos to jack/Flop for turning the tide of the game in the last minute with their jd/MCH pushes respectively.
 
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