Haunted Mafia - Page 3

On October 18 2010 12:30 kitaman27 wrote:
Quality analysis. Looking back, here is one thing that should be added to the list.



That clue seemed to be the least obvious to me, but coffee and "Aflred Hitchcock Memorial Hospital" were the two things that stood out. I couldn't find anything to do with coffee either, but I discovered something that may have to do with the second part.

In deconduo's profile there is a poem:



I typed it into google and the first link that came up was:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Love_Song_of_J._Alfred_Prufrock

Alfred Hitchcock.....Alfred Prufrock? I think it is unlikely that it is a mere coincidence.

On October 18 2010 17:30 Divinek wrote:



the fact you had to google to figure that out terrifies me

Somewhere deep in the town, bumatlarge was sitting alone at a bar at midnight. He wasn't alone, there was another man sitting in the corner. The man stared at bum, making him nervous and jittery. As he started pounding down more drinks the man approached him. He was thin and gaunt, he appeared to be a scholar of some sort. The man finally spoke

"Excuse me sir, I believe you've had too much to drink. Do you need a ride home?"

bumatlarge chuckled to himself. He'd just have to accept the ride and he could kill this odd stranger with his pure brute strength.

"Yes, I do." Bum smirked. Surely this thin man would be no match for the vampire brute.

As bumatlarge stepped into the mans car, he began to laugh. But he wasn't laughing when a revolver was pressed against his temple. With one shot, his brains were sprayed out of the window of the car and it drove off into the night never to be seen again.

A few miles east of that bar, LSB was lurking the Liquidvanian pumpkin patch. He happened across a huge pumpkin. It would be perfect for a bomb! Excited, LSB took the pumpkin and loaded it into his truck.

As he drove home he could have sworn he heard meowing somewhere in his car. He disregarded it at first, but as it grew louder he stopped his truck and got out to inspect it. As he peered in the window of his backseat he felt what seemed to be huge claws dig into his temple, crushing his skull and ending his life. As he bled to death on the floor, shards of his skull swimming around in his now liquified brain, he pressed a small button on his wrist: blowing up the pumpkin he had left at the home of youngminii.

RebirthOfLeGenD had holed himself in his home, hoping to avoid the mass murders that were occuring across liquidia. As he sat spinning about in his computer chair, he smelled something awful coming from his restroom. The smell made his eyes well up with tears and he rushed to the bathroom to see what it is and hopefully clean it up.

A man stood in his bathroom, wearing a pinstriped fedora. Rebirth tried to flee but a bullet met the back of his skull before he could take two steps out of the way.

Somewhere deep in the mafia headquarters, NB was sitting at his desk. The mafia were slowly rising up in the town of Liquidvania and he was quite pleased with himself. As he chuckled and drank whiskey he began to feel a chill across his skin. He looked to the window to make sure it wasn't left open but it was closed. The chill began to grow into a freezing cold and he could feel his heart slowing down. Eventually it stopped beating. Before he died a gaunt and pale man appeared before him. "This town belongs to the Count." the man snarled at him. With a single punch, NB's body was shattered to pieces.

On October 20 2010 07:56 annul wrote:
"CLEARLY SARCASM"

i love that defense

i read your entire post, i just filter the relevant information

On October 20 2010 01:34 CubEdIn wrote:
I propose me as leader and we just take random shots at people I find suspicious (like lack of posts, funny names, "feels like a red").
I bet we'll do better than we did so far.

Coagulation was walking down the road late at night, on his way to the home of a friend. While his feet clacked against the stone pavement he began to feel a light drizzle, cursing under his breath as he looked for something to duck under.

He sat under a stoop, clutching his brown bag of liquor, hoping the rain would end soon. The drizzle quickly became a storm and soon lightning followed it. A single bolt of lightning stuck the ground in front of coag, illuminating a huge man in front of him.

"Why don't you get under here? You must be soaked..." Coagulation said to the stranger. The large man was silent in response. Coagulation decided to ignore him and wait the storm out with his bottle of "Wolfman's Full Moon Whiskey"

Coagulation heard a sound like metal scraping against the ground and he looked to the man who was holding a huge hammer. Coagulation's eyes widened in fear but he couldn't run before the huge hammer struck the side of his skull, crushing his head into a fine powder.

Somewhere across the way, Pandain was running for his life. He was being chased by two men through the Liquidvanian Central Park, trying desperately to weave through the trees. The smaller of the two men was craft, he predicted every move Pandain would make before he made it. His larger companion bumbled through the forest, running into trees and stumbling on wet mud.

Pandain finally ducked under a brush, feeling safe. He said a prayer to himself and tried his best to be quiet. Quiet wasn't enough. There was a blindingly quick kick to his head, knocking him on his back and knocking him out cold. The small man sat on Pandain's back, driving his face deep into the mud. Pandain was brutally slain by the two, torn limb from limb. The town would find his body parts separated and left in neat rows of eight, covered in blood and mud.

BrownBear sat alone in his house, watching a movie in the dark. From the corner of his eye he saw a red glow in his yard. Figuring it was some sort of rodent pest, he went into the yard with a bat to scare the thing off. He shut the screen door behind him and turned on his flashlight. He saw nothing there and as he turned back to go inside he could hear footsteps run quickly behind him. He turned around and swung his bat but yet again there was nothing to be seen.

Frustrated and scared, he opened the door and took one step behind and was immediately crushed with a single blow to the back of the head. He would never see what killed him.

ShmotZ was floating wistfully across the streets of Liquidvania, looking for victims to scare. He found a thin and short man in an alleyway, the perfect victim.

BOO!

ShmotZ jumped around the corner, expecting to scare the pants off the man, but he was met with a steely gaze. The man smirked and jumped on ShmotZ, whipping a small axe out of his belt to slaughter him with. ShmotZ would never haunt again.

Artanis[Xp] was polishing his hammer in the garage when he heard a sound like metal dragging on the ground. He turned quickly toward the source of the noise, but saw nothing. He shrugged and continued working on his hammer when he felt something brush against his neck, it had fallen lightly on him from the ceiling. He looked up to see red eyes glowing back at him. His assailant dropped onto his body, rending his body with huge claws. He was found later that morning chained to the wall, his jaw removed from his skull.

Lucktar was spending the evening drinking away at a club. He tried unsucessfuly to gain the attention of some of the better looking women, scaring them off with his sleazy one liners and caked on cologne. He made his way to the bathroom that night, but he would never leave.

He shut the door of the bathroom behind him and turned to face a huge man. He felt a sense of impending dread, as though his life would end soon. The gigantic man grabbed him by the shoulders and delivered a headbutt so powerful it caved in the top of Lucktar's skull. He died slowly and painfully on the floor of a dirty bar restroom, a fitting end for a creep.

It was a quiet night at the Mothman Movie Theatre and thegilaboy was the only person in attendance for a midnight screening of The Rocky Horror Picture show. Or so he thought. The movie ended and he walked down the stairs of the dark theatre room, hearing a clanking behind him.

He turned to see an enormous shadow. Feeling threatened, thegilaboy leaped out and struck the large figure. Even though he possessed superhuman strength, the bones of his fist broke easily as he punched what seemed to be impenetrable armor. The figure simply picked thegilaboy off the ground and snapped his neck with one hand. He was found sitting upright in a chair with both of his eyes missing.

kingjames01 had returned home that night. He was tired from a long night of dastardly deeds and was ready to retire to his coffin. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a small piece of furniture in his den had moved. Curious he walked toward it, unaware of the man hiding around the corner.

He moved the chair back to its place and was then struck in the back of the head by a baseball bat. He crumpled to the floor, his killer laughing maniacally as he bashed kingjames' skull to pieces with the bat.

YummyBlaBla made a late night stop at the pharmacy for some pain medication. He was walking back to his truck in the dark parking lot when he heard a roar. The loud noise startled him. There are no lions or tigers in Liquivania, but what was waiting for him was much worse. He hurriedly made his way into the truck, but an arm grabbed him from the back and pulled him out. He felt a knife stab into the back of his neck and as soon as he died, his attacker had fled the scene.

On October 22 2010 11:55 KhrisKruel wrote:


I seriously doubt that after 4 days of play a lurker is suddenly going to start posting. What's to say he just goes right back to doing what he's been doing all game? Are we gonna wait for a day during day 5 then be like "well that was his last warning, everyone vote for him."

No, cause we're gonna find other people to lynch. Kenpachi will be forgotten again. He only shows up to the thread whenever someone says his name.

Think about that. Whenever someone says his name. He's lying about not paying attention. He's actively lurking. This won't change, it's a way for scum to avoid detection.

On October 22 2010 15:30 KhrisKruel wrote:
I'm not happy with this game right now. I'll see you guys in day 5

On October 23 2010 12:40 Hyperbola wrote:
I think the mafia/vampires are not going to target town, instead they are going to target each other for the next few days. Think about it: if either side starts to kill town instead of killing off mafia then they are only putting themselves at a disadvantage because for all they know the other side is hunting them. It would take 2-3 nights for vampires and mafia to even up the scales between scum and town. And this is assuming they hit with every one of their kp flawlessly, work in a communion, and have no members lynched or mod-killed. An alliance would solve this, but forming alliances now would be too risky for both sides. Therefore, the only logical conclusion in my point of view is to have both sides race to the finish. Either way, if town plays really carefully now and everyone votes, we have a high chance of winning.