NeO.D_StephenKing vs This Guy From 1 Million Dance

.. or rather the language, referring primarily to nonsensical wordings, that gave the word 'thesaurus' an unwarranted, bad reputation

SUSA's (one of exponentially ever-increasing ex-flaveurs, whose list of working titles among many others include:

Back to good ol' 1st matrix Mafia
Memoirs of /involvement with forum mafia in clusters-o-AD-nuggetchunks Mafia
Post-restriction failure backstory of content void Mafia
Habla español yawn Mafia) Sig: I could score 4 hundos a day selling forum mafia AD

Original Profile Page of SUSA's:
That's 4 hundos × turdy a month, if not going so far as to × 365 a yeeeahr; kung fu is theeeahr--I just need to dare..

I can't; though, without so much as a moderatorship. Can't be bothered to entrust these 1/turdwit idiots with the /influx. All I could hope for is everyone staying the fuck away from the newblood, but they wouldn't. Once there'd be 33 games a day's worth of real people with actual personality to showcase, there's no way the dickless wouldn't start rocking the ##metoo arc--hysterical about how they always thought Bannon meta was the coolest thing evaawr! sidetracking into their pathetic "e-chievements", like... look at me, how cool I am for calling this other guy bad and reaction test-deducing his alignment, but then almost winning because he's shit and in my faction.. Right!

I would've been at i⸸ for a year now, so the way I see it TL owes me something like 36500 × 4 of these currency units they lovingly call eh-ró around here, and sounds like a casual derivation of the formal way of saying piss in english. I would've been pissing so much money by now, t'woulda made the con artists who decided custom servers for online starcraft would be their project to get to everyone-who's-got-one's credit card balance via keyloggers coded in, and leech it dry Jealous, because they had to give a cut to Blizzard to make theirs shit, while I have nobody but my wit and TL's already there and free (once ppl like my dad unwittingly chipped-in to invest in the administrators' lavish lifestyle and 1 month of imdbpro) platform to instrumentalize, philosophically at ease with myself, even.

Instead, I'm writing a couple of paragraphs like some others would a dozen to convey 1/12th of the full range of what I'm packing, nevertheless it gets shunned and erased.


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TL;DR: RIP https://web.archive.org/web/20240327101619/https://tl.net/forum/mafia/211640-tl-mafia-idea-factory?page=51

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[Warning] Quality-Assurance-Devoid Anchorhyperlinked Mashupurls Ahoy Disclaimer Mafia

https://web.archive.org/web/20240326134600/https://tl.net/forum/mafia/623019-true-tlnet-exclusivity-mafia

By.SnOw1 sounds like beiss (german for bite) noone.

Staring down the screen, but nothing within h rigid cognition can be arsed to budge, let alone cough up Bannon meta.. what do? Is it time to finally give up. Maybe just lash out at the subforum's sorry reception thereof, for now.. yes:

Add Topic to /forum/mafia: [?] Why is rave.dj so slow today Mafia
Body: /International solidarity with TL Mafia, make-believe By.SnOw1 day, I suppose. Y'all been dragging like ...

It's true, recent surge in activity has beanthereblazingfarthat like the addition of pink. ASL 17 motto --of which ZZZeroPL has fuck all-- IS more color. :SeemsStill better than Kitana blue--doesn't even let one read the name of the players. Caught Bitching again!

Listen.. why don't I just follow up on the TLM+#2 gimmick by saying that what you do is nothing special. Anyone can spitpost like any one of you. So, until something in the ballpark of a Bannon-meta-akin, in-ante-finality amountment comes knocking, I will dedicate one of two accounts I make each week-day at Boutique Solidarité to prove it, without having to worry about anyone cool getting the wrong idea about me--because only TL.net forumites will be able to read it; and only while the nuke-incoming pends.
Step 0 (might not be required): Username has to harbor a tildalanchorlrkl/anchorl
Step 1: Let account age to blog-creation maturity.
Step 2: Create a blog with the blog's name exclusively spaces.
Step 3: Create a blog entry with the name exclusively spaces.
Step 4: Write, like a scrub, non-Bannon-meta crap that's not as bad as 90% of what these bots cough up nowadays, but Sn0where near ante standard.
Step 5: --- insufficient clearance level --- to visualize post-message-posting [i honestly don't even know if mods can delete this type of ghost blog] until the account gets nuked, upon which only --- Nuked --- will appear--permanently; due to unarchivability.

How can this be rendered a mafia game, though? Hmm

Any suggestions?

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D-Losers-Set-2-on-Blitz-Y's color constellation is no-diggity divine<== says SnOw at 1.

It's like, if he wins the ASL, they should introduce more snow-tiled maps, amirite? So maybe keep that in hy Mind while contemplating mafiaization of TL.net's true exclusivity feature. Aight, catch you on the flippidy flop later.

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[TEM] Es War 1× Ein Klavier

The white keys (unarchived antes) were forbidden to outsiders, so one would immediately be able to discriminate upon hearing their compositions. But even among homepeeps there were those who didn't quite make it in time to get the memo; rendering them increasingly ever so slightly out of the loup --the mafia gets sent the whole shebang via PM-- worried being caught posh-demands-off-guard, booed off-stage. Welcome to Mercurial Piano Composition Fashion Mafia.

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https://web.archive.org/web/20240327094342/https://tl.net/forum/mafia/623049-ghost-blog-dehors-posting-etiquette-debate-mafia
With fringe cases like this, it's difficult to sensibly establish whether public heck[smallgoddamnit][/smallgoddamnit] would do more damage than good. We hereby let it be so that the grey area of the mafia subforum provides solace for inquirers. As a host who is blessed/cursed with a sophisticated post-evaluation it-about-going and wheretowithal fixation, I take it upon myself to penalize the player most out-of-tune, & bid them sayonara every end-of-nightphase.

You might say well let's not discuss the subject matter at all, then; and simply do the usual retarded shiz, like alleging some sort of method to our spam fest. Moreso we lynch anyone who does. What would you gain from this mutiny in circumvention's clothing? I thought so; moving on.

You are a Bourbon Vanilla Townie. You'd decide to give it to the fucker, because you've had it up to here.

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"There Is No Speakeasy" Fallacy Straight Setting Mafia

If the host uses your input to showcase a sample VT role PM, you can't be that far off from resonating. To a pseudo-question, like what song should one hypothetically mash with, for the sake of conveying the ludicrousness of the apparent typo in the title I say you grammar-nazi-spam my game up one more time and I'll shoot you out of a cannon; because you're part of the Mafia--ergo, I'll take it upon myself to warn you of lackluster resonance / dim vision of the bigger gist picture.

That being said, outside the context of better not having any higher priorities than winning, a mashup question is always a welcome side-contemplation.. whenever rave isn't as slow-going as the mafia "community"'s gist-getting faculties.

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Because it's like they're sleepposting?


The inherent tragedy of my finding earphones

Long story short: I find some earphones on the side of the road, right next to where a bum --who I previously thought of as a fellow hobo, but turned out to be, probably a bum-- set up camp. It's like I gave this guy sandwiches twice, maybe, iirc (might be more) when I had a surplus, upon raiding the garbage sack with leftovers from Lou Le Duff's, across the street, while I was as-habitual waiting for a score of fruit slices and salad with ham & egg inherent in cardboard packs & plastic lids, and a sandwich to go potentially well with a plastic lunch-container of shrimp/tuna/some other main ingredient + beans & rice or something else on the side, burger with flavorful abundance of red.beet and carrot, a salmon wrap and/or a bagel from the other boulangerie, across the street from the aforementioned, and mayhaps some desert from Madam Painitenciary; later.


Bum sees me lifting and examining it and goes: "not working, that ain't!" I ask if it's his, because if it is I'm having bonafide doubts about it having been a good idea even touching the thing, the fact that I desperately needed earphones all this time notwithstanding. He mumbles something boiling down to an affirmative, so I ask if he tossed it, to make sure I'm thoroughly understanding his intervention; he nods and says yes.

The thing that warrants the title & my uncertainty whether my declassifying him to bum status is warranted, and the crux tying every temporal and emotional layer and dimension relevant to the story together is my examination instantaneously yielding the intelligence that the thing had a volume control--which means that even though the earphones might working perfectly, a downed slider's quasi-dead-playing might've fooled the guy, as opposed to him trying to berne me for personal gain.

What speaks against the former and in favor of tragedy is my evaluation of his general aptitude's yielding of a resounding heck no with regards to whether he'd be trompé by that... then again, what sleep deprivation does is unspeakable--both to my capacity to produce competent evaluations and zot's basic gadget intricacy oversight. I said maybe I can fix it; thus, l'ordi's silent treatment's weight was lifted, at the cost of disillusionment-fueled, further downspiral-wavering morale.. triggering random chunks of past and onset-intuiting disbelief, like why doesn't anyone care who the Taunus dwellers who win alongside mafia in a 555-page game are?!

If nobody is curious how I factor in proficiency of players into my processing and output of Bannon meta, why not state the arguments and disambiguation of such a failure to resonate with my resonance, so I can improve/m'en foutre (unbother)?

[Q]antemafia


                        to-be-cancel(l)ed ^

on personal attacks is that on the internet, especially in games about lynching, shooting and stabbing where you have to put in considerable effort just to participate let alone deliver an astute performance, obnoxious and poorly argued discrediting of intellectual investment is way more detrimental to enjoyment than derogatory names, insults and flaming. I wouldn't censor expression to shield impressionable people from taking vulgarity too personal but I refrain from imposing my way of seeing it.

9] Votes should look like this: [insert password]##Vote: Philosophicarrion, using the bold tag, no nicknames. You shouldn't waste passwords on Unvotes. The votecount snowball's focus will be on speedy demystification of who is in danger of getting lynched, no shenanigans welcome. The passwords which represent those on the wagon will be superficially obfuscated from view within a url# (anchourl) link, separated by a slash if still voting and a backslash if not.
9] A quicklynch will occur when a majority (more than 50% of all possible real votes) is reached. Don't count on votecounts' accuracy, since there'll be inflation via pseudo voting slots. If someone is caught performing votecount trickery it's an immediately banworthy offense.
10] If a majority is not reached by the deadline then the person with the earliest, most votes eats rope.
11] Once a hammer occurs, no votes or unvotes will prevent the lynch from happening.
12] You may [insert password]##VOTE: No Lynch to end the Day with no lynch (which will also require a majority). You may [insert password]##VOTE: Draw to end the game in a draw (which will require 100% agreement from all living players) if you wish to insult me.
13] I will keep a record of bragging rights for townies, aka bragons. This and the fact that the cop relies on votes to check for innocence should be incentive enough for you to vote.

14] Ideally you should consider me perfect and the "mistakes" I make as my way of empathizing with stupidity. Nevertheless I will correct any errors you might notice regarding deadlines, or anything else related to the game.
15] Once the game commences, I will not answer any role-related questions in the game thread, and I don't respond well to criticism there either. Nevertheless should you need to get my attention, include @Mod in your post. Also, bolding will help catch my eye, but I repeat: if you have any questions about your role, the (theoretical implications of the) roles of any other players in the game, or (theoretical) role interactions, send me a PM. Do not try to trick me into confirming a player's role. I will not be amused.
16] If you know that you will have limited access to the game for more than a few days, please let me know via PM, not in the thread!
17] Do not ask me to mod-kill, force-replace, or discipline any other player in the game. That is my decision to make, not yours. If you catch a glimpse of someone breaking the rules, be sure to accumulate evidence before you make accusations. If you have any problems with another player, send me a PM and I will do my best to resolve the issue. If you like me take my personal views expressed in the third rule to heart.

18] If a player is mod-killed during the Day phase, either the game freezes until a replacement is found or the day ends immediately and the game transitions into twilight.
19] Don't post like this!
20] The flavor text is for entertainment purposes only. Analyze it at your own risk. The guest flaveur is informed and has access to the obs QT
21] I reserve the right to change these rules during the game if necessary. If this happens, I will inform everybody of the rule change in the thread.
22] In addition to these rules, some site-wide rules also apply.
23] Probably will prove to be the most problematic rule of all, but for me it's common sense: while the games are afoot, and you are eligible to post, you may not influence others' perception of you by invoking anything from your personal life outside the overarching game context, like plans, excuses or even reasons for mood shifts. + Show Spoiler + Off-topic talk is not only ok, I encourage it. + Show Spoiler [details] +.
24] Flavor for roles will be revealed upon death, anywhen post-death, post-game or not at all; never via role PM.
25] Sample Role PM

Zebranthropy Game (#1): You are a Bourbon Vanilla Townie. You have a voice and your anonymous votes you don't ever use the former to talk about. You win when you are among the 4 townies with the best record of end-of-dayphase voting for / final educated-guessing correctly who is part of the on-demand-tutored minority in case your faction prevails, or you're the top one if not.

The mafia's-nightkill-determining alignment-divergence fruit bearing gameplay element boils down to proficiently describing everything about a hypothetically [url=#https://i.imgur.com/Jvwip60.gif]ideal female[/url] twitchstreamer's channel full-time-dedicated to TL.net/forum/mafia [url=/forum/mafia/211640-tl-mafia-idea-factory?page=51#1010]content[/url] concoction presentation, including her, Sabrina's interaction with her co- ...  full-time-dedicated to TL.net/forum/mafia [url=#https://i.imgur.com/S4BIns2.jpeg]content[/url] concoction presenter, Lou (#2).

Game thread is here. Password for the voting smurf is [insert password].

Your Passwords for Day 1:[list][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][/list]

The [ex?]-tetrarchanon's /forum/mafia pseudo-news-paper, quasi-blog is down for maintainance.

{[4]}Why not start your own by playing Bannon's game Mafia

...as a premier, to-be-completed-on-disambiguation-route quest?

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The make-believe guest list + Show Spoiler + your name if, after finding a couple of [potential(ly again)] TL forumites [whose acceptance of the following proposition you could hypothetically forward you trust to be probable an outcome] you'd like to co-play the roles of the informed-(or-rather-tutored-on-demand-)-to-be minority with upon introspecting by your lonesome & messaging Race Bannon [tricky part. there's no telling when e'll manifest, so keep your eye out for idiosyncracy-laden activity] you celebrate--by doing your best Race Bannon idiosyncracy-laden posting impression anywhere on TL.net, in order to draw attention to the fact that you have but this step to ace.

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Behold, the Legion of + Show Spoiler [TL] + ßloom guest's

You don't exist in this blog unless RobV approved your posts. Which posts e approved will persist snowballing further. Do your best to matter.

Just because this blog gets nuked and closed & deleted doesn't mean it ceases to be. Use Save Page Now to waybackmachine-update Archive.org with every new post you add.

There's no reason to use preconceived accounts. Use a source, i.e., device/connection you don't mind getting blacklisted.

There is nothing more written in stone. The appeal of anything worthwhile can be sensibly disambiguated like I'm 5, and ought to be easier to do and more fun than what isn't--which is why there's hope the former will prevail. Relevance is rooted in common sense.

-of-disclaimers pamphlet's front side.

"RobV expects you humor him being infallible in h moderation philosophy and practical application, so if clones of namesame blog snowballs the progression of which don't make sense in this regard appear and persist it means sabotage. Keep calm and wait for the legit one to manifest." + Show Spoiler [4 flavors] + backside.

419 quasi-OP-re-renderings to go till N1.

History:
001 - A point to hell: Nonsensical, supposed flaw-inherent insinuations of sadness in need of disambiguation.

Archive link chronology of previous renditions: 000 - Red.Guy: OP

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] Do You Know A Song That Can Make You Cry Mafia Ad

I want to conjure up this scene before my mind's eye--it gets more vivid lubricated with every word I write about it. It's a game of mafia's end-of-dayphase's Ad. With the choice on who to eliminate + Show Spoiler [clear] + the rest of the players gather around in 2 turds of a circle, facing whom is about to start crying as the song commences playing or not, to see if it's a townie or mafia; respectively.

Nothing happens for like 80 seconds in, but then ...it still doth not appear to have been a mislynch, so they start to doodle smile-akin facial expressions and merry unrest begins to make waves. 3 minutes in, though.. all traces of mirth disappear like a poet's aptitude to imagine following a lobotomy. It was one of the many after all.

To achieve balance, even in a newbie game, at least 4 among 13 would have insincere llorosongs for outro music. Because the window and intensity of opportunity to townslip via emotional expression
as a reaction to when it hits townies is so .... huge, there's no need to cry out for power roles.

Getting these people to screen-record while in a typeracing session will cut this signup list down proper.

such worthwhily OP, much class. Meanwhile, elsewhere:       Al: Your farts smell so divine, BH. May I light one for you; twould be the honor of my life, and the new kids will have their joy requirements met via this brownnose-uninhibitionally & all-around meta educational gesture, no doubt.. amirite compadre gang? Gang; Happy, Happy Joy! Joy! We has so much RL so busy, need me some Happy, Happy, Joy! Blazing's Farts smell so nice oh boy... FRIEND! Lynching ToTheStars Day 1 HAHA HAHA FRIEND?! FRIEND?§!

Alright, enough of that. What else we got in Cadenzie's discord?

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The point is, I don't know who these people are, and yet we achieve something close to a communion in resonance with each-others' input, objectively thumbs-up-able--in stark contrast to what's been dragging on for YYYYEYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERs in this-being-precisely-the-thing-that's-shitty-rendering-it subforum. WHY?! Alakaslam. Fuck, that fool should've been escorted with verbal boot kicks up the rectum a looong time ago. + the entire goddamn choir of MY RL SO BUSY mantra on-and-on sleep-singers.

he secretly owned, along with various host and lobby contacts he was the image gatekeeper of Liquidia. Following through with the primary directive: Make everyone involved look good, he would invent and foster the alter-ego vocation of forum mafia players, giving them a sense of continuity by intertwining their personal narrative thread into the canon community lore.

The above quote is an example of his doing, the dispatch of his apprentice's smurf Kruppe, to prepare and set in motion the initial anchoring of sicklucker's overarching persona in game flavor. In fact kush spoke photoshop, sony vegas and fl studio fluently and upon partnering up with sicklucker, alias The Budgie Trainer, they established a bunch of cults, like the Later ®§ Days, the bucket-hat llamas, the Pula Hammerheads, a split-off of The Naked Jeststers went rogue -- then sided with the Tongue Father, wound up encrypting and signaling the desired manipulations in rigged games for his pactsters to realize and exploit -- but were exposed as cheats (<l3 gf), The Wombats of Altruistica with their pajama uniforms etc., and managed the whole RL scene which congregated among other things around stargazing / amateur astronomy, flash drama, flash dancing, animated gif and cartoon production for quasi entertainment, Rick Gates e-sports, professional ultimate frisbee, green plague, mashup-movie making and private screening, mashup-language speaking, augmented reality graffittiing, responsible recreational drug use and of course the budgerigar farm.

The entry point for outsiders, the places of worship for denizens and crux framework for all of this was sicklucker's club franchise. Anecdote has it that The Wombs started out as a post-Frühlingsfest hangover-induced showerthought, of a network of intercity, vocal forum-mafia game hubs.

Affiliates, Insiders and recurring customers recognize the entrepreneurial duo's Palmar-promoted, trademark signature jingle:



Buncho palm trees (Arecales--romanian for horse) in St. Pierre, and while it's with a longer variant of the vowel, not the MÜ that's on cars' license plates (still eerily clutch), means artificial in hungarian, which the Homunculus, also in search of the ReD./Philosopher/Saints' Stone/Pierre is. Then there's stuff like Lebensbaum => Milschbaum, a dialect way of saying milk tree is the channel name and gimmick of a female twitch streamer an element of the facial expression range of which is exemplified in a most cherished (Raceday) Bannon Meta image artifact... so we hit the newblood flavoring and heritage reference education off running, quite satisfactorily. Aaaand CUT! Salmon wraps for erryone!

[Ascertain[hanchor] (longevity of popularity & memespinoff sparking potential and desire a BillyTov)[/hanchor]] Dika Nuts Mafia

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There's a bunch of them around here, the island the capital of which might, maybe following a Russian invasion be referred to as Денисовка. I know what I'm talking about when I say there's potential for a long-lasting, on-giving keeping forum mafia game series where the players sign up like /in dika


which is short for /in...

Part of the precedent setting's urgent order of business is determining what about-beings the series should incorporate, i.e., carte blanche, snowballing into more-or-less agreed upon workings of nighttime elimination up to the players' imagination and persuasion perseverance.

Now, if the following type of humor is not for you, then make it so that it becomes such prior to the game commencing; or sit this one out--prude lol:

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On a custom GTA VI MA content quarantine server, as-Mephisto-possessed-nun-roleplaying EmiOk, a.k.a. .TTTs posts on twatter: I was choking on his mate's 'dika nuts', so he offered to Heimlich maneuver. I was naive to thumb-up gesture consent and then he fucked me senseless.

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Context? Obviously, EmiOk hosted a [W0], and the winners had earned their custom lore, involving make-believe sexual-conquest-spice-laden rep sheet being injected into the hivemind's character background/bio repository; for the others to react to with credulity for the remainder of the 0-gimmick-expiration-date-prior period of the year.

PS: this post features the unorthodox usage of an anchor; I repeat, warning: quirky anchor! Maybe the EmiOk part should've been anchored, but that's not the kind of cautious game mode [A] is hopefully setting precedents for.

+ you win a 1-shot silent setup bastardization ability, to employ at any point during your hosting venture--like.. you can have an all-townie game, where nobody's ambition to, in the words of Mr. Pink, figure out who the bad guy is, gets + Show Spoiler [rewarded with] +somewhere-leads.