Prologue / Epilogue: R/B L A T C: On Hold Sitout: LightningStrike
Game Information: Day one: Kush, the townie, was lynched Night one: Palmar, the townie, was killed Day two: Tumblewood, the mafia godfather, was lynched + Show Spoiler [original flavor concept] +
Godfathers were the jargon, music and movie producers, Verbal Kint, Marlon Brando, that guy from The Imitation Game probably ~ haven't seen it, the people behind Esperanto, the Goa'uld, Valyrian, Dothraki and Klingon languages, Snoop Dogg and the Yakuza all in one, in terms of talent, intelligence and creativity genotype needed to excel.
They were beacons and pylons of covert communication, coming up with lingo to infuse flavor with, and coerce newbloods into idolizing organized crime, attract henchmen or communicate instructions, on multiple levels and to multiple layers of the underground movement. While mobs without them keep loosing muscle to undercover operatives, the "father tongue" stalls the danger, keeping it from reaching higher ranked henchmen by creating informational buffers, coded with patterns, which the player with godfather experience updates at will as needed.
Jailkeepers graduated to wardens of reward, rating hosts on their diligence and flavor and players on their merit, infusing extra cash to those deemed legit and scoring a percentage of their networth later on if they remain free of incidents, loosing money if they don't.
Serial Killers had deviant motivation, idiosyncratic style and reward systems, fanatic focus and practicality to aquire, reinvent & implement their phenotype, i.e. unique brand of clandestine skillset.
For example, someone with a ludic spirit could come up with, and follow through on the idea-thread of perusing other sites in search of intriguing but unstable characters, approach them and glare them into trying out mafia when an opportune game is in planning, even giving away his ß to see what they burn down, AND collect the insurance money + ranting rights with a straight face.
Relevant Game Participation: Bavarian Nightkills: Crashed O I T B H Mafia: Crashed Newbie Student Mafia XXII: Abandoned S W: R 1 H Mafia: Pre-production Stage
CrashedAbandonedWtf-is-this Shit Spun-out-of-control, Unsuccessful-in-coming-together, Main Flavor Project:
(K-PAX x NightCrawler) * Whiplash³ + Break Fast Cartoons ==) Procedent Mafia [== (Data x Jodie Foster) ° GTA² + Retro PI
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..I now realize that I had something good going with the flavor I've posted as the game was progressing. Unfortunately I got high on the increasing possibilities of the sandbox world I was generating, and my destructive, ludic nature overpowered my regard for archiving integrity.
Atm I am unable to salvage neither most of the good bits of the live flavor, nor begin to channel the hidden part of the iceberg, to a degree which permits me to write it down in a coherent fashion.
What follows from this point onward is but a distorted, effort-hiccuping ripple through space-time, a shadow warped through a relevance-fragmented, psychonautic hierarchy of unstable and incompatible standards, swisscheesed by an emotional state equatable to a ravaging, Burning Man frenzy. I will let it exist on the open for a couple of pages worth, and then anchor it out completely. Feel free to exercise masochistic tendencies and quote these blog posts, my game thread and voting thread posts into a new reply windows, if you want to remove or render the anchors ineffective, and sift through the ruins a bit. Cheers..
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A gathering of the 15 wealthiest, most powerful key players of Liquidia are not happy with the distribution of power. 3 Years ago they celebrated the ratification of the protocol which made power and wealth quantifiable in the first place. Damdred remembers the times of unrest that spawned its proclamation well, for it was the outcry for stability and prosperity and the pragmatic ideas and rhetoric of his underling, which changed not so much the face of the mafia subforum as its framework parameters considerably, to include among other things, full blown jelly of the zerg cerebrate's evolution.
A gathering of the 15 wealthiest, most powerful key players of Liquidia and Shapelog is taking place in a secret conference topic.
Ah yes, I am the entertainment for tonight. I have many of things at my hands, such as a bag of tricks, or a beer tower. I have Gifs you have never seen, never heard of before. All for the amazement of your eyes, and a course, for history as well. Later in the program, i do believe, I shall try my hand at a bit of "puppeteer" as I like to call it. With the now reduce corpse, of the formerly known person, Race Bannon.
It is not for the faint of heart, I assure you. Snacks of Popcorn and Pez dispatchers will be sold, as always, during 5pm to 9 pm. Please remain seated while the entertainment is on stage. If bathroom urges happen, it is your fault, and I do not accept any lawsuits that come from accidental accidents.
Grammar is also wrong in this sentence btw. Should be "A gathering of the 15 wealthiest, most powerful, key players of Liquidia, and shapelog, was currently taking place in a secret Conference topic."
why is there no quarantine feature in this godmother
I wanna take chunks of shit and just zip em up. so I can continue ma biziniss
Goddamn. irrevocable shit. now I have to run back and forth and see what ai can pick up .. and leave just a superficial generalizatio in my wake.. this gahbage man
prplhz was here
And now, back to our regular-scheduled progam.
My blog? yeah it's complicated; but basically this is what happened: http://m.imgur.com/gallery/gAJz4 Maybe all it needed was music:
Also, rise and shine in 30 pies.
Expect awesomeness, but be prepared for a shitstorm.
Lol, even though I can make some pretty good posts, or content and what not. I do not see myself nearly being in the 10 most powerful ten players, nor even the top 25.
It seems like it was only yesterday that hosts volunteered effort, created and attended to games meticulously without expecting reward. The energy came out of nowhere. By contrast, Damdred's game had a neglected aspect to it, as expected. Nowadays people didn't lift a finger unless they were paid or could make a profit off of a hosting venture; and Damdred had already scored. There was nothing more to gain apart from a drop in the ocean during night 1 gambling.
Botched, filterless names on the players list, flavor "under construction", deadline.. maybe later, nice try at a votecount, oblivious of having forgotten to arrange a Obs/Bet QT.
Damdred: If only the plebs knew how monumental this game is hahaa
Damdred: I could double my fortune overnight! Lunaticman proved to be loquatious beyond belief. Reasons, some apparently had them to dispose of Rels. Kruppe the Eel nearly had to cancel his banquets due to eating rope.
In theory, the degeneration process, simulating the transition from abundant and free energy to scarcity and greed, was a desired effect. The winning argument was that if VE, LS and Snickers would've had something to be greedy with, it would've countered their gung-ho`ness to get themselves modkilled and perma-banned; and it worked.
The desired effect kicked in, and all was swell. You had your skill refineries, the forum mafia games, producing bragging rights, which fueled the market for services aimed at making the refineries better, which resulted in a higher quality and authenticity of service and richness of experience. But somewhere down the line reports of scams, and people taking shortcuts to gain ß they haven't earned, made the headlines of news bulletins written by former trackers. These were the precedents and precursors respectively to an enterprise in full bloom today: when trackers win with town the players gain the ability to access ß-transfer history, making excellent journalists who study the scene by following the money, and inform the good, well-paying citizen subscriber which suspicious games to boycott to avoid having his winnings voided or worse, once fowl play is uncovered.
This was kind of cool so instead of calling for intervention, nnn_thekushmountains of all people, an adamant opponent who all but vetoed The Act, now suggested to let it go with the flow and regulate itself. She stayed on the bench as a simple Dutchess, choosing her attles well, using her lack of voice, pointless voting style and tits to amass a fortune by playing and gambling on forum mafia.
[spoiler=One hopes 4] =/= gets a stupid list "it will be heavy work for sure, and I do not want to be trolled by laxk of support or privilege, so I don't do nothin.udig. #ufe3lme?"[/spoiler]
This is quite exciting. Any look at the mafia is quite exciting. The more you look the more exciting it becomes. I don't think we should allow these underground circuits to exist or to take part in our races. The more and extensively that underground becomes part of the actuality of the nature of the being then there is some room for complaint.
Hence, the anecdote of Palmar's symbiosis: If you're a doctor debating your night action target, and you read Palmar as town, the conservative option is to protect him. Feared for his otherwise solid towngame and respected for his hosting alike, the only chink in his armor seems to be a susceptibility to buddying, and chances are that scum want him and his games gone ASAP.
Ironically, when the overarching community context adapted to introduce taxes and prioritize subsidization of ex-town PR, apparent weakness in actual games metamorphosed to a strength. Players with in-game medical experience received a sizeable, steady income, reanimating broke, trustworthy hosts by rerouting the tax money to sponsor the games deemed incorruptible. Palmar's approachability also earned him many friends. He was simply a Good Guy. And he could tell who wasn't, in the very end
On July 23 2016 01:41 Race Bannon wrote: We miss you in the Obs QT, HtS. Actually we miss everyone else, too. Not sure if Damdred ever gave them the link or gave me and Shape a fake one, tbh.
Ah yes, while you were busy in the writers room, I knocked Damdred out and stole the link from his computer.
Once he got to experience the raw savagery of the interactions for the first time he was instantly hooked.
Ah yes, Haunted Mason 1 and Nutcracker, I blame those indeed. But, it was Newbie XIX and Cell 3 that really blossom the way of the Shaperape. Master Slammy salm, and discover Kuragri42, would have not found it, if not for the Blazing and heroic appearance of me in those games.
"Shaperape" liked to rationalize that analyzing the faux pas' genesis, progression, mutation and spread, was stimulating him intellectually, but deep down he knew it was the thrill of observing the act of getting away with defilement, that kept him glued to the screen like a snail. Once he spots potential he pounces on it, unleashing his mind's automatic, reactionary mechanisms to digests it and out comes a witty, Pemulis-style remark to honor its nutricious value for the part of his brain which, by the way, also lights up its circuits whenever an opportunity to augment a situation with a suitable gif arises. Subsequently clicking post is like launching a doomsday's worth of nukes' equivalent in dopamine.
The Bold is my new Quote Rofl.
But no, That is not Shaperape's Meaning, no. Shaperape is the path of enlightenment that one takes when playing with a Shaperapist. It is a Peasant experience of confusion, Wine, and the Eyes of Chupzi. It's Original discoverer, Kura, went mad due to the raw in-docility, enigmatic nature, and Overall sexyness of my posts. Further Proof, is in one disciple's trip, Disinformaton, who when taken a upon the journey, no longer auto-scumread Shapelog.
I would invite you to come down the way of Shaperape, yet, in this realm, you are dead. Therefore, it would be a time paradox, resulting in nuclear winter, followed by dancing monkeys and raining Neos. Not the kinda of place for a deadman to be, in case some of those soul suckers come and eat you. + Show Spoiler +
Nearly lost my flavor there, due to "invalid input!" Ahh but there is still time. I don't get banned from this site for another 3 years and roughly 9 days. If you hadn't pointed me the way I surely would've expired ignorant. Now that I understand your gifted nature, I'll be sure to paint you in a better light + Show Spoiler +
assuming you hand over the Obs QT, seriously, like why is it deserted + Show Spoiler +
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