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Cannea 'membir a time when th' 'olyman haint tipped a cup t' the saints...
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I'm consitently stupid- Japher
I think that opinion in the United States is decidedly different from the rest of the world because we have a free press -- by free, I mean a virgorously presented right wing point of view on the air and available to all.- Ned -
Since its close, perhaps someone wants to check it for me, but I make it :Code:mafia Name Voted for 2. Rah DrSpike 3. Kassiopeia Alva 4. GhengisFarb Duke o'York 5. Theben FlameFlash 6. Zopperoni Alva 7. Jonny DrSpike 8. Frozzy - 9. Spaced Cowboy DrSpike 10. Joncha Alva 11. Rasputin DrSpike 12. Alva DrSpike 13. Jon Miller GJRamsey 14. Guynemer DrSpike 15. Spiffor DrSpike 16. GJRamsey Alva 17. Hercules Alva 18. Tuberski DrSpike 19. Skanky Burns DrSpike 20. SnowFire Duke o'York 21. Ljcvetko Alva 22. Vovan Alva 23. Pave Duke o'York 24. DrSpike Alva 25. Chaunk Alva 26. Boshko - 27. FlameFlash Duke o'York 28. Duke o'York Alva
DrSpike - 9
Alva - 10
The Rest - too far gone.
-Jam1) The crappy metaspam is an affront to the true manner of the artform. - Dauphin
That's like trying to overninja a ninja when you aren't a mammal. CAN'T BE DONE. - Kassi on doublecrossing Ljube-ljcvetko
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awaiting boshklo and frozzy ????GM of MAFIA #40 ,#41, #43, #45,#47,#49-#51,#53-#58,#61,#68,#70, #71Comment
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Aye, or 'tis alva what gets his just rewards. (har har)~ If Tehben spits eggs at you, jump on them and throw them back. ~ Eventis ~ Eventis Dungeons & Dragons 6th Age Campaign: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4: (Unspeakable) Horror on the Hill ~Comment
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poor innocent alva.... Tips his glass to alva.... cheers mate .. we will miss youGM of MAFIA #40 ,#41, #43, #45,#47,#49-#51,#53-#58,#61,#68,#70, #71Comment
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Well I wasn't in the last game, but why does it always seem to be me that Jamski drops his none too subtle hints for?Originally posted by vovan
Now, I didn't follow the past few games run by Jamski, but I think I'd be right nonetheless in asking:
Has anyone, whose name was screamed blatanly by the clues ever been found to be the Mafia?
Besides, there is hardly any good evidence to be had at the moment anyway. The presence of a black spot just points to a pirate, any pirate. I'm sorry me crewmates, but it could be any of us.
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you ll survive this round Duke so dont panic....GM of MAFIA #40 ,#41, #43, #45,#47,#49-#51,#53-#58,#61,#68,#70, #71Comment
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I'm not panicking yet.
Mind you, next round, when Jamski decides that the next victim was stabbed with my cutlass and leaves a clue showing the victim in flagrante delicto with the lovely duchess back in Blighty, then I shall start to panic.Comment
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dont give jamksi ideas....GM of MAFIA #40 ,#41, #43, #45,#47,#49-#51,#53-#58,#61,#68,#70, #71Comment
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I see Frozzy is up to his old tricks. That is not voting.On the ISDG 2012 team at the heart of CiviLIZationComment
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Chapter 2 - What the Blind See
After a long and angry-tempered discussion under the hot tropical sun, the buccaneers united with the islanders to vote, to choose by democratic process the man that would die. The warmth of the sun and the gentle lapping of the wave, combined with their exhaustion after the wildest of nights in the arms of Joncha's finest spanish ladies drove Frozzy and Boshko to seek a patch of shade under a swaying palm, where they were both soon fast asleep, missing the excitment of the voting process further up the beach.
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"Arr, ye scurvy sons of Satan!" exclaimed FlameFlash, "Bringing yer heathen beliefs ter t'island. Why are we lettin' ye vote?"
Alva restrained the firebrand missionary with his arm.
"We're only being fair, FlameFlash," he answered
"Fair?" exclaimed Rasputin "We should've kill'd them curse'd drunken curs as soon as clap eyes on them. T'were fair."
"Aye," said Kassiopeia, "Tis nothin' but fairness itself."
One after another the pirates and the vilagers cast their votes, each calling his choice out loud. Jon Miller kept the list on a scrap of paper.
"What's the tally, man?" asked Hercules "Who's ter walk t'plank?"
Jon Miller thrust the paper into his hands.
"Um, here mister pirate sir, er..." he stammered, "Er, you should be areading that, um."
Hercules laughed, and the other pirates joined him.
"Ye're a funny man indeed," chuckled Tuberski, "If ye reckon on a common crew like us knowin' our letters and numbers, by God!"
"I'll read it," said DrSpike, pushing his hat back on his head, "If you gentlemen can reef your sails in one moment to hear me..."
The crowd grew silent.
"DrSpike 'as nine votes," read the man himself, "But Alva has a round ten."
Alva tried to draw his pistol, but the officer's reactions were too slow, and he was quickly tethered and bound by the assembled men.
"Why did'ye do it?" questioned Spiffor, "Why kill'd ye ADG the fisherman?"
"I'm innocent!" blustered Alva, but no one believed him.
Alva was taken to the town square and hung by the neck until dead.
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Skanky Burns was on the dockside negotiating the purchase of twenty cases of grog from the regular supply ship His Majesty's Navy sent to the island each month. The pirates, of course had followed Spiffor's advice to make themselves scarce in the jungle so as not to be seen by the King's men.
"There may be a bounty on yer heads," he had said, "But I've no wish to see more hangings today. I'll give you men a fair chance to hide."
From the top of Port Grog's only church, Pave kept an eye on the bay. From the docks the wreck of the Apolyton was visible, but since the crew had stripped the ship bare that day, it was impossible to tell what ship it was, or how long it had been there. Finally the Navy vessel weighed anchor just before sunset, and left the bay. Pave waved a large skull and crossbones flag from the church tower, which observed by Jonny with his telescope, was the signal for the crew to return to Rah's Tavern for a hot supper.
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"What we'll be needing," explained Ljcvetko, "Is twenty chickens for eggs and thirty barrels of salted beef, at least that's what Boshko told me to tell ye."
"No problem," said Chaunk, "I can provide t'birds for ye."
"And I the beef," claimed Spaced Cowboy.
"And we'll need some rope!" shouted Frozzy, "Not to mention a heap of seasoned timber!"
The villagers looked thoughtful.
"Ah," said Spiffor, "If ye be needin' rope, ye should'ave said while the supply ship was here, then ye could 'ave bought some."
"When will it be back?" asked Boshko
"In a month's time," replied the mayor, "Weather permitting."
The captain turned around, hands deep in the pockets of his sea coat, and his face under the dark shadow of his tricorn hat. He spoke.
"And the timber, what of the timber?"
Spiffor shook his head and replied.
"We 'ave none, save the beams that hold our roofs in place."
There was a long silence, which was finally broken by Theben.
"Well, if we're stuck on this 'ere island, we may as well enjoy it," he said, "More grog, Rah, and make it a double!"
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As the mist rose off the jungle the next moring, just after sunrise, the drinking was just coming to a halt.
"We're outa grog," mumbled Rah "Nota drop in the 'ouse. Let's get some from that fat merchant Skanky."
A strange procession of drunken seamen and villagers stumbled blinking into the moring sun and across the street to the house of Skanky Burns.
"Open up!" called Ghengis, "We've come to see yer about a little drink!"
But there was no answer, and entering through the unlocked door, they found the house devoid of life, yet between the towering crates of grog and rum, a trail led - A trail of blood - with the print of a shoe, and a long mark as if some carcass had been dragged. They followed it out of the back door and into the church, where the villagers and crew found the mortal remains of Skanky Burns sitting on the front row, his eyes burnt out, and disemboweled, stone cold dead and facing the altar.
"I never knew him anyway," said Frozzy.
"Me neither," agreed Zopperoni.
"None of us boys did," concluded Jonny, "But that's no way for a man to go."
Somewhere a **** crowed and the sun rose behind the stained glass windows , illuminating the church in the deepest crimson of blood.
Its time to vote, shipmates.
-Jam1) The crappy metaspam is an affront to the true manner of the artform. - Dauphin
That's like trying to overninja a ninja when you aren't a mammal. CAN'T BE DONE. - Kassi on doublecrossing Ljube-ljcvetko
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There's the deadlist.Code:mafia Name Job Status 1. ADG Local Fisherman Dead - drowned? 2. Rah Dockfront Tavern Owner Alive 3. Kassiopeia Cabin Boy Alive 4. GhengisFarb Painter Alive 5. Theben Pirate Tough Alive 6. Zopperoni Captain Duke's Manservant Alive 7. Jonny Pirate Mate Alive 8. Frozzy Pirate Rigger Alive 9. Spaced Cowboy Cattle Farmer Alive 10. Joncha Pimp Alive 11. Rasputin Priest Alive 12. Alva Local Milita Captain Dead - villagers 13. Jon Miller Town Clerk Alive 14. Guynemer Ship's Cook Alive 15. Spiffor Town Mayor Alive 16. GJRamsey Ship's Log Keeper Alive 17. Hercules Pirate Anchorman Alive 18. Tuberski Helmsman Alive 19. Skanky Burns Grog Salesman Dead - blinded 20. SnowFire Apprentice Pirate Alive 21. Ljcvetko Pirate Detective Alive 22. Vovan Pirate Gunner Alive 23. Pave Pirate Lookout Alive 24. DrSpike Ship's Doctor Alive 25. Chaunk Chicken Farmer Alive 26. Boshko Pirate Storekeeper Alive 27. FlameFlash Missionary Alive 28. Duke o'York Captain of the Apolyton Alive
Ye scurvy lot may be agettin' a clue soon, if I think yer be needin' it. Arrr.
-Jam1) The crappy metaspam is an affront to the true manner of the artform. - Dauphin
That's like trying to overninja a ninja when you aren't a mammal. CAN'T BE DONE. - Kassi on doublecrossing Ljube-ljcvetko
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ahh we doing this alphabetically... ADG killed we kil lAlva .. So Skanky killeed we need to kill Snowfire or spaced ....
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More clues please Jam.
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we doing secret clues or open clues ????GM of MAFIA #40 ,#41, #43, #45,#47,#49-#51,#53-#58,#61,#68,#70, #71Comment
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