Personality Mafia 2

On March 11 2013 13:14 Foolishness wrote:
And it is so on this brightest of white days that I stroll into Personality Town. I clutch the assignment paper in my pocket as I walk into the main parts of the town. The paper that was handed to me not moments ago from the gate guard Greymist. Though I had arrived late to the town, I had already knew exactly where I was proceeding to; a destination known, but not known for I had only just arrived and getting my bearings down would take some effort.

But on the right side of the street I came across a wonderful grove; full of vibrant trees that radiated through the yard. I stopped for a moment to take in the scene. I was not the only one so moved by the scenery, as many people buzzed through their way through the many trees. Not a minute had passed before a fine gentleman approached the grove as well. Though I gave him no inclination to, he stood beside me and struck up conversation.

"They are cherry pickers you see," he said, pointing at the people wandering in and out of the grove.
"Cherry pickers?" I asked.
"Yes," BloodyC0bbler replied. "But they only pick cherries. Ask them to pick from the apple trees, and you will be met with resistance."
"That must make it difficult to accomplish anything."
"Aye. You best be moving on. If you stare too long you too will succumb to the ripe taste of the cherry. And then we will have lost another soul."
"But what about you?" I questioned him.
"I am the shepherd of these people. It is my job to lead them down the path of the scumhunt; to steer them away from the cherry trees. They are my responsibility."

Without another word I departed the poor man and made my way down the street. And I wondered about the shepherd as I walked. Surely his cause is noble, but is that all there is too it? For a few minutes I pondered this question as I walked, until I came across a man sitting on a bench.

"Excuse me," I asked the man, "could you tell me where I can find the house of Vivax?"
"Ahhh, the house of Vivax you say? Well I could not know where anything is in this town. You see I am blind, and I have not interest where anything is in this town during my stay," Ver replied.
"Blind?!?!" I was shocked at this finding. "But how can you possibly hope to accomplish anything?"
"Oh ho ho sir! You only think to see with your eyes. But you have other senses with which you can see. You must learn to use all your senses in this town, not just what you see with your eyes. And then you will see! You will see that there is much to learn from your other sense. Why I have learned so much in this short time without my eyes. Sometimes, your eyes bias your mind, and you see things that are not really there. You only see them because your mind wants to. I do not have such issues. And thus, what I see is truly......pure."

Truly pure. I was at a loss for words from his short speech. What could I say to that? I gave a quick goodbye and went on my way, pondering his vision about seeing; seeing what is right in front of you, seeing without your eyes. Was I seeing things that weren't really there? Was I just seeing them because my mind wanted to see them? I ducked into a coffee shop and parked myself at a table.

I looked back through notes of the case. Except this time, I did not read with my eyes, but I read with my mind. And I saw something different this time. I saw what couldn't be seen with my eyes. I saw exactly what I needed to see. It was beyond what I saw the first time, the first time with my eyes. I saw a depth that was previously not there. I saw all the motivation (or lack of it), all of the ineptitude, all through a hidden agenda. It was...pure.

With the knowledge of my mind lingering in my head, I packed up my things and continued on my way; destination in hand, more determined than ever.

##Vote: Vivax

On March 11 2013 13:26 Foolishness wrote:

Do you read with your eyes, or do you read with your mind?

On March 14 2013 05:36 Foolishness wrote:
I sneakily crept through the second story window. It was a difficult maneuver, having previously gotten to the roof and needing to hang off the ledge to get access inside. But it was always a favorable choice; people always expect break-ins to be on the first floor. I was above and beyond that.

I took a moment to take in my surroundings. I was in a guest bedroom, the neatness of the scene made that apparent. From looking into the first floor before my entry it was quite apparent that the boss was not a tidy person. Though I did not expect him to be, one who is so conceited and selfish need not care about public perception and generally perceived "good" qualities. I approached the door to the bedroom, and stopped for a few minutes to listen. I could faintly hear music off in the background but it seemed eons away. There did not seem to be any movement so I slowly turned the knob to open the door.

"SCREEEEK!" the door screamed back at me. I halted in my tracks, hand still on the knob as I listened. Faint music could still be heard but my mind was not processing it, I was only listening to the noises that mattered. After it was clear that was no disturbance I took a deep breath and pulled on the door once more. Luckily the door stayed silent this time, and I made a wide enough gap for me to slip through.

The hallway was dark, not that that was unexpected. There was a faint light radiating across the carpet a distance ahead. As I moved towards it, the music grew in volume but my mind was not listening to it. I stopped at an intersection and waited before proceeding. Again there were no disturbances. I turned to the right and proceeded down my path. I stopped at the door to the room of my goal. Appropriately shaded a dark red, perhaps in forbearance to the events about to take place. But I could not help but notice the detail and construct of it all, the beautiful square design, the way the golden handle brought life to the red door, almost as if saying that it is within this room that life happens.

With the philosophical moment passed, I stood up and readied the knife in my hand. There was no need to be sneaky anymore; there was a job to finish, dead or alive. I hesitated before giving the golden handle a nice twist in the clockwise direction. I gave the door a little push and it almost seemed to open itself; as if inviting me to experience the true essence of life.

"I've been expecting you," he said from his chair. He was already facing me; it seemed he knew his fate had already been decided.
"How cliche," I replied. "Unfortunately your time is at an end. Like the red of your door your hands have been stained."

He stood up and made his way over to me. I was alert, ready for any trick that might be up his sleeve. But he was not in a trickster mood. I felt that he was just playing his part, trying to play it cool and not show his true colors.

"But are you sure you are making the right choice good sir?" Apparently his trickery was only with words, the same trickery he used on the rest of the town.
There was no need to delay this further with meaningless words. I put the knife straight into his chest. "You don't understand, I am the legend, you can never hope to outwit me."
"I...I...I don't understand. Just who are you?!?!" marvellosity said his last words.
"I AM THE GOD DAMN BATMAN!" And I plunged the knife further into his chest.

On March 12 2013 11:00 Crossfire99 wrote:
Sorry I played so terribly. I deserve to be lynched. Watch vivax because he pegged me as town even though i played like crap. Watch out for dandel. he might be scum but i'm not sure cause i've only been scum when i've played with him.

On March 12 2013 11:00 Crossfire99 wrote:
That's all i got with the 1 minute i had. Sorry town.

On March 12 2013 11:02 Crossfire99 wrote:
Am I dead? I only checked the vote thread and saw a lot of votes for me, so I assumed I'm dead.

On March 12 2013 11:04 Crossfire99 wrote:
Oh, but isn't it 10pm est now?

On March 12 2013 11:05 Crossfire99 wrote:
Whatever I'll try and catch up real fast to update my reads in case i die.

On March 12 2013 11:19 Crossfire99 wrote:
Uh is there anything specific you guys want me to focus on to make sure I spend some time on before the lynch? I'm trying to catch up, but need to know what would be the most helpful.

On March 12 2013 11:25 Crossfire99 wrote:

Did anything come of this? I can't find him following up on the dandel thought at all which is really weird especially if he thinks dandel is a better alternative to me.

On March 12 2013 11:26 Crossfire99 wrote:

No duh. But it could be useful to know whether people want me to spend 10-15 minutes analyzing someone to figure out their alignment rather than skim over the entire thread and just post cursory thoughts while catching up. I'm not the fastest analyzer.

On March 12 2013 11:28 Crossfire99 wrote:
I would vote for viv if only cause he pegged me as town when no one should have.

On March 12 2013 11:31 Crossfire99 wrote:

Ok. I'll spend some time looking at that right now cause they seem like the only viable lynch targets so far.

On March 12 2013 11:48 Crossfire99 wrote:
Yeah I am unsure on Yamato, so I don't want to lynch him. There's some good and bad. It's good that he calls out super. It's good that he wants to lynch bugs. It's good that he claimed his kill of kurumi. It was bad that he actually killed kurumi. It's weird that he want from instantly voting me at the very beginning of the game, to me only be a possibility of a lynch later on + Show Spoiler +, to don't lynch me. He'll have to be looked into more.

I definitely still want to lynch wbg cause he's done nothing but attack kurumi even when he knew he was modconfirmed town, plus he just trolled the thread when called out and doesn't even care about doing anything. I'm keeping my vote on wbg.