EPTOn July 10 2012 05:59 iamperfection wrote:
## vote bobthelob
## vote bobthelob
Rofl wtf. That's such a weird play that its funny, even if you are scum and just wanted the no-lynch instead of the hammer.
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Keirathi
United States4679 Posts
Rofl wtf. That's such a weird play that its funny, even if you are scum and just wanted the no-lynch instead of the hammer. | ||
Myles
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Myles
United States5162 Posts
On July 10 2012 06:02 Keirathi wrote: Rofl wtf. That's such a weird play that its funny, even if you are scum and just wanted the no-lynch instead of the hammer. Maybe we were both wrong and Prom and Hopeless are both scum. | ||
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Hopeless1der
United States5836 Posts
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Promethelax
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Myles
United States5162 Posts
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Keirathi
United States4679 Posts
On July 10 2012 06:02 Myles wrote: Maybe we were both wrong and Prom and Hopeless are both scum. That is possible, but I still find it highly, HIGHLY unlikely. Prom, AU, perfection was my read coming into today. | ||
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ghost_403
United States1825 Posts
ENDGAME ghost_403 ran along the desolate NYC sidewalk, just as the orange glow of the sun began to fill the urban jungle. He knew he had one and only one chance to prevent the success of the conspiracy. TheToast had made one critical mistake. After his last round of taunting, ghost checked the phone number TheToast was texting from. It appeared to be a regular disposable phone, but through his taunting, had left the phone on. It meant ghost ghost could still track him. With the help of the TL wizard, ghost was able to get a fix on the location. The signal was coming from a warehouse on the upper east side probably his main hideout. Ghost was hopped into his car and took off, the screeching of his tires reverberating through the empty streets. He was determined to stop TheToast at any cost. The sun was fully above the horizon by the time ghost reached his destination. He stood peering around the corner at the hulking building, it was a non-descript steel and concrete building, rectangular in shape. Ghost was a good fifty feet away, down a small road flanked by several old brick buildings. Ghost watched for a while, but saw no activity. He clutched his revolver tightly and sprinted toward the warehouse, stopping occationally to duck into cover. Each time he again peered out toward the warehouse, searching for any signs of danger before sprinting again toward the building. After several leapfrog manuvers, he found himself in front of a small steel door leading into the structure. Cautiously, he bent down and swiftly picked the lock to the door. Again he looked around and saw nothing, and proceeded to open the door. It was dark inside, and the sun meant he could see little of what awaited him. But he had no choice, this was the only way to stop TheToast. He pulled his revolver close and slowly made his way into the warehouse. The building was dark inside, the faint smell of rust and mold hung in the air. There was nothing inside the building save for a rickety woodent catwalk running the perimeter, and a single solitary light hanging from the ceiling in the center. Ghost made his way into the center of the building, constantly scanning the room for danger, but he couldn't see a thing. Perhaps this wasn't the place after all? As he stood under the light, he felt his foot kick something. He looked down to see a cellphone, a cheap disposible one that had been left on. Dear God. It was a trap! Before ghost could react he heard deep laughter above him, the silloette of a man appeared on the catwalk, shrouded in darkness. Ghost pointed his gun. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, take a look behind you ghost." Ghost turned around slowly to see the sillowettes of three men with sub machine guns, all pointed directly at him. "Put down the gun ghost, or there may be an 'unfortunate' accident. Mmhahahaha". Ghost reluctantly tossed his gun into the darkeness. He had failed. Perhaps if there had been a few less of them, if only he had been able to capture even one of them, maybe he would've had a chance. But four on one was just too many. "Good" the dark figure responded. "We wouldn't want anything to happen to TL's secret operative, now would we?". Ghost's eye's widened. "Oh yes Ghost, we know all about that. Too bad the ABL posters failed so miserably in their investigation, otherwise that may have actually done you some good. A shame". "Just tell me one thing Toast." Ghost shouted into the darkness. "Why? Why did you betray us?!" "I told you ghost. I was tired of the nazi mods and their attitudes. The superiority, their smugness. They think they were better than me. Me! Ha! WELL WHOSE BETTER NOW!! Hahaha!!. My hacking program is just about complete, soon all TL.net will be under my control. And there's nothing anyone can do about it! Hahaha." "But what about the others? What did you have to promise them?" The three dark figures decented from the catwalk, into the light. "Suprisingly little Ghost. I just offered them what they always wanted. Combat just wanted featured stream, CM wanted unreagulated crap posting, and Blasterion, poor Blasterioun just wanted to post weird anime chicks wherever they wanted. Such little things denied to them by the TL mods." Ghost could see the blue flash of a screen as TheToast checked his phone. "But things are different now. My program is complete, TL is now under my control. Welcome to TeamToast.net, where I make the rules. And there are no rules Hahahahahahahaha!" ghost fell to his knees. "No damnit!!! Nooooooooo!!!!!" Securing the mislynch on Day 4, the scum team manage to win the game. Full role list: Anacletus: Jailkeeper Keirathi: Cop BobTheLob: VT Miltonkram: VT Hopeless1der: VT Intact: VT JingleHell: VT Myles: VT Scibercia: VT AmericanUmlaut: Godfather iamperfection: Mafia Roleblocker Promethelax: Vanilla Scum I'm way behind on my notes for this game, so I can't really say too much at the moment as far as significant plays or players. All of that should be up sometime tomorrow. A huge thanks to my co-host, TheToast, responsible for all of the flavor and keeping the game running while I wasn't around. A huge thanks to GMarshal, who kept the game from lighting on fire several times, as he tried his best to keep me from doing some really stupid stuff. And thanks to the players! I really did have fun hosting for you guys. GG! The scum team this game is: iamperfection, AmericanUmlaut, Promethelax The scum QT this game is: http://www.quicktopic.com/47/H/DiYvZaigCZfLY The obs QT this game is: http://www.quicktopic.com/47/H/esE8ptcCZHA | ||
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iamperfection
United States9634 Posts
On July 10 2012 06:04 Keirathi wrote: That is possible, but I still find it highly, HIGHLY unlikely. Prom, AU, perfection was my read coming into today.  | ||
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sciberbia
United States1359 Posts
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Hopeless1der
United States5836 Posts
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AmericanUmlaut
Germany2572 Posts
I should have read my role PM more closely  . | ||
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BobTheLob
Canada362 Posts
gs | ||
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ghost_403
United States1825 Posts
On July 10 2012 06:07 AmericanUmlaut wrote: Oh, shit! I should have read my role PM more closely .Explains a lot.  | ||
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AmericanUmlaut
Germany2572 Posts
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Keirathi
United States4679 Posts
On July 10 2012 06:07 Hopeless1der wrote: Did BlindRawr really not have any reads for Keirathi? He did investigate Intact night 1. I didn't mention it because, despite his innocent result, he left the game and didn't try to protect Intact at all. I came into the game in a bad position and was trying to play damage control. | ||
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AmericanUmlaut
Germany2572 Posts
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ghost_403
United States1825 Posts
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Fencar
United States2694 Posts
It's too bad I screwed up so much that I gave up. I need to take a page from Hopeless1der's book. | ||
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Promethelax
Canada7089 Posts
On July 10 2012 06:07 AmericanUmlaut wrote: Oh, shit! I should have read my role PM more closely .lol wat? | ||
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