Mafia VII - GG - Page 39

On May 01 2009 17:54 BloodyC0bbler wrote:


Day 3


The town dispersed once more, fleeing for the safety. Some went to their homes, others to places they believed to be safe. Everyone thought they were safe, the clock had struck 2, and no sounds were yet to be heard, all was clear this night.

With that in mind, Rage and truthbringer left the bar they had been hiding in. Rage walked down the street, gun in hand, with truthbringer following closely behind. As rage turned onto the block in which he lived, he heard a grunt from behind him, he turned and leveling his gun, saw a garrote wire around Truthbringers neck, and a figure standing closely behind him. He darted to the side to get a better shot, only to feel something slam into the back of his left leg, dropping him to the ground, as he turned his head to the side, he caught a quick glimpse of a man swinging a long object, caving rage head in. Quickly thereafter truthbringer head rolled across the sidewalk.

Across town, Fakesteve[tpr], amber[light], and infundibulum were staked out inside fakesteve’s house. The three had each taken up guard at different points in the house to prevent being hit. Fakesteve was in the living room, behind a couch, gun pointed at the largest window, waiting for mafia to attempt to enter. Amber[light] was at the top of the stairs with a rifle aimed at the front door, and Infundibulum had a shotgun aimed at the backdoor. The three waited in silence, for any sound of an attack. Amber[light] was the first to hear a sound, and slowly turning, he heard a creaking sound from a room down the hall. Cautiously he investigated, and slid into the room. He saw Fakesteve’s computer on, which he knew had been turned off hours earlier, so he moved around the room, looking for signs of entry. As he passed the desk he noticed a weird phrase on the screen. As amber[light] looked down from the computer, he noticed a figure under the desk, and a metal glint in his hand. Two silent shots later, amber[light] collapsed to the ground, and the man fired another shot into the body’s head for good measure.

Infundibulum heard a thud from upstairs, and slowly started to back up, moving for the staircase to check on his friend. As he turned to the staircase, he noticed a man staring at him from the kitchen, he moved forward weapon in hand, and charged, and let a shot fire. The cupboards splintered open, and the man ducked to the side, and flew his arm out to the side waving an object at Infundibulum, with a wicked smile on his face. As the man hit the floor, infundibulum reloaded, then moving forward again, slipped on the debris on the ground, and dropped his gun, which hit the ground and fired, shredding Infundibulum’s chest.

Fakesteve[tpr] never had a chance to retaliate; he turned towards the kitchen at the sound of shotgun fire, only to be enveloped in a black shroud. He felt an object glide through his shoulder and down to his heart, and something probe his jacket pockets before the void took him.

Three blocks away, Ace was gathering his things, and then lifting a hood over his head, he left his house, in search of clues towards the mafia hidden in the town. As he left his house, he saw a man, eyes wide open, shakily level a machine gun. Moment’s later ace was dead.

Showtime! and laxercannon headed for the gunshots, hoping to be able to save whomever they could. As they ran, they saw a man hiccupping and swaying moving towards them. Showtime moved to see if he was ok, and moved his hands to steady him, the next thing Showtime! knew, he had a knife stuck in his chest. Laxercannon turned, and drawing a knife of his own he moved to attack the man, only to stop dead, as an arrow pierced his neck. As laxercannon fell, he saw a man stepping out of a nearby alley.

The town dispersed once more, fleeing for the safety. 1. Some went to their homes, others to places they believed to be safe. Everyone thought they were safe, the clock had struck 2, and no sounds were yet to be heard, all was clear this night.

Repetition of safe, potentially 2 o'clock are non clues

With that in mind, Rage and truthbringer left the bar they had been hiding in. Rage walked down the street, gun in hand, with truthbringer following closely behind. As rage turned onto the block in which he lived, he heard a 2. grunt from behind him, he turned and leveling his gun, saw 3. a garrote wire around Truthbringers neck, and a figure standing closely behind him. He darted to the side to get a better shot, only 4. to feel something slam into the back of his left leg, dropping him to the ground, as he turned his head to the side, he caught a quick glimpse of a man swinging a long object, caving rage head in. 5. Quickly thereafter truthbringer head rolled across the sidewalk.
2. Grunt: Manly type man? Rugged? Warcraft 3 grunt? Orc? Can't speak?
3. Garrote wire: Fairly brutal, choking -> leads to 5. Decapitation
4. Long object kneecaps, then crushes rage's skull.

2 mafia here. Choking Grunt and Head Caver

Across town, Fakesteve[tpr], amber[light], and infundibulum were staked out inside fakesteve’s house. The three had each taken up guard at different points in the house to prevent being hit. Fakesteve was in the living room, behind a couch, gun pointed at the largest window, waiting for mafia to attempt to enter. Amber[light] was at the top of the stairs with a rifle aimed at the front door, and Infundibulum had a shotgun aimed at the backdoor. The three waited in silence, for any sound of an attack. Amber[light] was the first to hear a sound, and slowly turning, he heard a creaking sound from a room down the hall. Cautiously he investigated, and slid into the room. He saw Fakesteve’s computer on, which he knew had been turned off hours earlier, so he moved around the room, looking for signs of entry. 6. As he passed the desk he noticed a weird phrase on the screen. As amber[light] looked down from the computer, he noticed a figure under the desk, and a metal glint in his hand. Two silent shots later, amber[light] collapsed to the ground, and the man fired another shot into the body’s head for good measure.

6. Incomprehensible strikes again with 3 shots. They were silent and he takes precautions by shooting the head. Professional? Safe?

This is probably the candidate we have the most information on, and I think we can pull something out of incomprehensible phrase since its likely to be directly related to someone's name, profile or signature.


Infundibulum heard a thud from upstairs, and slowly started to back up, moving for the staircase to check on his friend. As he turned to the staircase, he noticed a man 7. staring at him from the kitchen, he moved forward weapon in hand, and charged, and let a shot fire. The cupboards splintered open, and the man ducked to the side, and 8 .flew his arm out to the side waving an object at Infundibulum, with a wicked smile on his face. As the man hit the floor, infundibulum reloaded, then moving forward again, 9. slipped on the debris on the ground, and dropped his gun, which hit the ground and fired, shredding Infundibulum’s chest.

7. Alright, so the guy is patient, or is a stalker of some sort. Maybe a link to a picture in which the person is staring or an emoticon with large eyes.

8. Man waves some fucking object?

9. Trips and falls.

8. & 9. Lead me to believe that Stalker's weapon is something which can trip people, and that it can be waved. I was thinking it was ball bearings or something originally but that can't really be waved. I'd like to hear other opinions on this one because I think there's a lot of potential here.


Fakesteve[tpr] never had a chance to retaliate; he turned towards the kitchen at the sound of 10. shotgun fire, only to be enveloped in a black shroud. He felt an object glide through his shoulder and down to his heart, and something probe his jacket pockets before the void took him.

10. Alright, we have a:
-shotgun
-shroud-> potentially linked to the fact that he just got shotgunned, or maybe his face was bagged
-something that can cut through a shoulderblade straight to the heart (which would be fucking difficult with a conventional weapon)
-and the guy fucking robs him. Seems like a highway robber type.


Three blocks away, Ace was gathering his things, and then lifting a hood over his head, he left his house, in search of clues towards the mafia hidden in the town. As he left his house, he saw [b 11. ]a man, eyes wide open, shakily level a machine gun. Moment’s later ace was dead.

11. Wide eyes. shaky hands. An addict? A sugar high? Excitable? Sick?

Showtime! and laxercannon headed for the gunshots, hoping to be able to save whomever they could. As they ran, they saw a man 12. hiccupping and swaying moving towards them. Showtime moved to see if he was ok, and moved his hands to steady him, the next thing Showtime! knew, he had a knife stuck in his chest. Laxercannon turned, and drawing a knife of his own 13. he moved to attack the man, only to stop dead, as an arrow pierced his neck. As laxercannon fell, he saw a man stepping out of a nearby alley.
12. Drunk with a knife. Hobo? Someone drinking in their profile picture? Reference to alcohol?
13. Archer from the dark. Arrows and colour juxtaposed. Seems accurate, hides in alleys: maybe someone down on his luck?

On April 25 2009 00:40 Caller wrote:

I have an idea
We look for vigis to make a kill on day 2. A vigi will send a pm to three people, good players, saying that they will hit so and so tonight. Then we watch and count hits. If hits are right, that vigi can roleclaim and volunteer they were vigi. They already used their hit so if they die they won't be that important, as long as the vigi makes list. Then we can stack medics and assign night roles to see if the night roles go through with it. If hits are lower than expected, we do a cluecheck on the kill and vigi, and that can be arranged through no dts saying anything. If the clue does not point to that person, we lynch them. For added safety, we target a high suspicion person, so if someone is faking big and be like "oh mafia blocked my hit" we will get a better idea of who are suspects without using a lynch. Then we tell him to do another high suspicion target, and if it happens again the vigi should be highly suspect as mafia.

On May 01 2009 20:01 Showtime! wrote:
Um, WTF.

I'm pissed. I knew I would die tonight. BC gives us like 4 days before posting anything. It hasn't even been 24 hours later and he posts the Day 3 post.

Well, that's all I can say for now. That's fucked up man. Really fucked up. You guys do the math.

On May 02 2009 03:41 semioldguy wrote:
A Detective checking Caller is not that good of an idea. Not only will this expose a Detective, which could be our last, but it hinges on the fact that Caller has to survive the night. I already mentioned earlier in the thread why it is BAD to try leading the Detectives publicly because it makes the kills potentially more valuable to Mafia by both eliminating a strong player and wasting one of our few precious role-checks we have left because the player they role-checked died.