Mafia XXV: Castle Dracula

[DarkCloud]

wow. It has a story- promising

[alva]

13. alva

Great omen...

[Verto]

[tag]

[DrSpike]

Jamski's grandson? Nice.

[Theben]

Kill 'em all!

[duke o' york]

I'm not the mafia, and in case you are the mafia, then can I please arrange for you to kill me first.

The networks have been changed at work, and so the wallahs in Holland can now see all that we do, which makes 'poly visits a bad idea, at least for the time being. As such, I am going to have to go into 'poly hibernation for a while, popping up at weekends occasionally, until I either find a new job with nicer network gurus or can persuade the duchess to let me have broadband.

I'm losing in Nascar at the moment anyway, so my disappearance won't make any difference there, and I'm unlikely to see the next round of Gladiator either, particularly not with the "unique" orders I sent last round.

I'm not leaving, and so won't be starting another dumb thread in OT, but I will be here far less frequently than before. It's been fun, and I'll post now and again, but I really can't stay. Sorry if any of you were depending on me to play forum games.

[Ljube]

I don't have a broadband at home. Dial-up is perfectly adequate for a once-a-day short visit.

[rah]

DOY, two suggestions.

Proxy server.
Pizza to network weenies.

[DrSpike]

I face similar problems DoY. I'll also try the standard solution of the proxy server when they aren't watching too hard any more. Failing that the bribery option might also get tried.

[Snowflake]

These are all non mafias. No need to vote them out.

Btw my little inn is going to be called grapefruit garden. You are all welcome to drop in and have a glass of grapefruit juice.

[Hercules]

I 'll drop in for a glass, Grapefruit juice and Garlic are not incompatible. God knows what my breath will smell like.

[Snowflake]

Here ya go, sir. Grapefruit juice with garlic.

[Skanky Burns]

I'll be the bar keep liquor wholesale supplier. Someone's gotta keep the bars stocked.

[DrSpike]

May as well take up my old Doctor's position.

[Sheep]

Two screams were heard in the night, but according to local tradiotns people do not leave their houses at night (too deadly to do so).

When the villagers wake up in the morning the find the Chief Jester SnowFire, and the Pig Farmer, DarkCloud, dead, drained of all their blood, two teeth marks in their necks.