House of Cards Mafia - Page 17

Demetrius · 06-27-2007, 02:49 PM

Meh, it seems to be working in the Super Hero Mafia...and the odds are much better here.

Ryanderman · 06-27-2007, 02:51 PM

I don't like the idea of forming any kind of known long term plan and sticking with it. It gives the mafia too much of an ability to adjust their tactics to avoid being caught. I'd say we take it day by day, and if tomorrow it seems appropriate to lynch a lurker, then that's fine.

Demetrius · 06-27-2007, 02:52 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Me

Meh, [..]

Works for me, as long as we keep Wizzle around we gain more ground each night in finding out who is who.

Roy_D_Mylote · 06-27-2007, 04:12 PM

Is that enough votes for a lynch? I think it is.

Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut!

The town gathered, looking about for Fenris, but they couldn't find him. "Dammit," they said, for they had a hive mind I guess, don't fucking question me.

So yeah, they decided that since Fenris was nowhere to be found they'd just go the hell to sleep.

NIGHT 5 starts now, 24 hours for night roles.

Professor Smarmiarty · 06-27-2007, 06:51 PM

<death post> I cast my lynch vote, went away, come back I'm dead! I didn't even get to try and block anyone night I died

. Not like I could block all the mafia anyway. They so mean to me.

***Fenris*** · 06-27-2007, 07:07 PM

Nikose, you knew I was away all day! That was a sleazy tactic.

Roy_D_Mylote · 06-27-2007, 08:22 PM

Arturo drew in a breath and held it, waiting till his quarry passed by him to exhale. His hand on the hilt of his blade, he made forward, timing his footsteps to fall in synch with the target’s. The two of them walked to the very edge of the city, but Arturo made no move then. He crouched low under an overturned cart and waited.

“I know you’re there,” his prey called out.

Arturo laughed and rose, weapon in hand. “You’ve caught me.”

“You don’t want to do what you plan on.”

“I know very well what I want. You on the other hand do not.”

“Know what I want?”

“Beg pardon?”

“I don’t know what I want?”

“No, no, look…” Arturo sighed. “You don’t know what I want.”

“Ah. I see. Sorry.”

“No, no, quite alright, I should have been more clear.”

The two men stood in the moonlight for a moment, each one with a weapon in hand.

“What was happening?”

“Well,” Hector Raines, Arturo’s target, said, “I think you were just about to try to stab me to death, and I was going to shoot you.” Raines waved his gun.

“Oooh. Yes. Well.”

“Quite.”

A new figure approached the pair, holding a broken bottle. “Ain’t this charmin’?” the man said. “A moonl’t meetin’ between lovers.”

Arturo and Hector turned, each one raising their weapons. “Ah, gay jokes, how novel,” Arturo said. “Hey, aren’t you Alonzo Salori? What would your father have thought if he knew you were resorting to ambushing innocent men for no apparent financial gain?”

“Shut yer mouth about me father, you don’t know nuffin.”

Arturo moved forward. “Just put down the…the,er, the…bottle? Really? A bottle? Interesting choice of murder weapon, what ever happened to the old club? Ah well, not important. Put down the bottle and quite probably no one will get hurt.”

“I ain’t worried ‘bout gettin’ hurt,” Alonzo said.

A new shape popped up behind Hector. Raines noticed just in time to dive to the side. A large club smashed down on the spot where he had been, and Clio Salori stepped out of the shadows.

“Oh,” Arturo said, nodding towards the club, “there it is.”

Hector and Arturo, now back to back, faced down their opponents. The fraternal pair, once and at the same time, leapt on the men.

----

Constantine Salori sat in his father’s chair, behind his father’s desk, working on his father’s business’s financial recrords. A horrible sound and a searing heat from behind him prompted him to jump up.

The Demon stared down at him, filling the room and having to bend over to fit. “Constantine…Salori, I find you…GUILTY!”

“But I’ve committed no sin!”

“You harbor those who…have…and that…is sin enough!”

----

Hector and Alonzo struggled on the ground while Arturo, knife long departed from his grip, slugged Clio. Sending the young man to the ground, he then dove on Hector’s attacker. He was caught up in delivering near-fatal blows to Alonzo that he didn’t notice Clio pick up his knife.

Hector fired from his single-shot pistol, striking Clio’s left arm, but it was Clio’s right that held Hector’s fate. The knife ran into Hector Raines’s body and spilled his lifeblood on the dirt. Clio shoved Arturo to the side, helped Alonzo up, and the two of them ran as fast as they could away.

----

The brothers, now home, heard a scream from their father’s office and the two rushed up there, Clio nursing a bandaged arm.

“CONNIE!” Alonzo shouted, and the rest of his words were swept up by a beastly howl and the sound of air combusting.

----

The Saloris, the next morning, mourned the death of h4x.m4g3, Constantine Salori, Son of the Mob, Town-aligned.

----

Hefting the body of Ryanderman, Hector Raines, Government Agent and Armsmen, Town-aligned, Arturo entered his home. He could have sworn that, in the fresh dawn light, he saw a small figure climb out his back window and sneak off into town, but decided to let it go for now. He had to compose a letter to the Emperor with this new development.

----

Day 6 begins now. 6 to lynch.

Bailey · 06-27-2007, 08:26 PM

Vote: Nikose

Because he's all suspicious and stuff.

***Fenris*** · 06-27-2007, 08:28 PM

Yeah, Nikose. Stop being so suspicious.

Vote: Nikose

Roy_D_Mylote · 06-27-2007, 08:30 PM

Neither one of your votes fucking count.

06-27-2007, 02:49 PM	#161
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06-27-2007, 02:51 PM	#162
Ryanderman Beard of Leadership Join Date: Apr 2006 Posts: 827	I don't like the idea of forming any kind of known long term plan and sticking with it. It gives the mafia too much of an ability to adjust their tactics to avoid being caught. I'd say we take it day by day, and if tomorrow it seems appropriate to lynch a lurker, then that's fine. __________________ ~Your robot reminds me of you. You tell it to stop, it turns. You tell it to turn, it stops. You tell it to take out the trash, it watches reruns of Firefly.~

06-27-2007, 04:12 PM	#164
Roy_D_Mylote Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: The sky. Posts: 1,030	Is that enough votes for a lynch? I think it is. Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut! The town gathered, looking about for Fenris, but they couldn't find him. "Dammit," they said, for they had a hive mind I guess, don't fucking question me. So yeah, they decided that since Fenris was nowhere to be found they'd just go the hell to sleep. NIGHT 5 starts now, 24 hours for night roles. __________________ I hate roleclaims.

06-27-2007, 07:07 PM	#166
*Fenris* Administrator Join Date: May 2005 Location: East Coast Posts: 6,806	Nikose, you knew I was away all day! That was a sleazy tactic. __________________ "FENRIS IS AN ASSHOLE" - shiney

06-27-2007, 08:22 PM	#167
Roy_D_Mylote Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: The sky. Posts: 1,030	Arturo drew in a breath and held it, waiting till his quarry passed by him to exhale. His hand on the hilt of his blade, he made forward, timing his footsteps to fall in synch with the target’s. The two of them walked to the very edge of the city, but Arturo made no move then. He crouched low under an overturned cart and waited. “I know you’re there,” his prey called out. Arturo laughed and rose, weapon in hand. “You’ve caught me.” “You don’t want to do what you plan on.” “I know very well what I want. You on the other hand do not.” “Know what I want?” “Beg pardon?” “I don’t know what I want?” “No, no, look…” Arturo sighed. “You don’t know what I want.” “Ah. I see. Sorry.” “No, no, quite alright, I should have been more clear.” The two men stood in the moonlight for a moment, each one with a weapon in hand. “What was happening?” “Well,” Hector Raines, Arturo’s target, said, “I think you were just about to try to stab me to death, and I was going to shoot you.” Raines waved his gun. “Oooh. Yes. Well.” “Quite.” A new figure approached the pair, holding a broken bottle. “Ain’t this charmin’?” the man said. “A moonl’t meetin’ between lovers.” Arturo and Hector turned, each one raising their weapons. “Ah, gay jokes, how novel,” Arturo said. “Hey, aren’t you Alonzo Salori? What would your father have thought if he knew you were resorting to ambushing innocent men for no apparent financial gain?” “Shut yer mouth about me father, you don’t know nuffin.” Arturo moved forward. “Just put down the…the,er, the…bottle? Really? A bottle? Interesting choice of murder weapon, what ever happened to the old club? Ah well, not important. Put down the bottle and quite probably no one will get hurt.” “I ain’t worried ‘bout gettin’ hurt,” Alonzo said. A new shape popped up behind Hector. Raines noticed just in time to dive to the side. A large club smashed down on the spot where he had been, and Clio Salori stepped out of the shadows. “Oh,” Arturo said, nodding towards the club, “there it is.” Hector and Arturo, now back to back, faced down their opponents. The fraternal pair, once and at the same time, leapt on the men. ---- Constantine Salori sat in his father’s chair, behind his father’s desk, working on his father’s business’s financial recrords. A horrible sound and a searing heat from behind him prompted him to jump up. The Demon stared down at him, filling the room and having to bend over to fit. “Constantine…Salori, I find you…GUILTY!” “But I’ve committed no sin!” “You harbor those who…have…and that…is sin enough!” ---- Hector and Alonzo struggled on the ground while Arturo, knife long departed from his grip, slugged Clio. Sending the young man to the ground, he then dove on Hector’s attacker. He was caught up in delivering near-fatal blows to Alonzo that he didn’t notice Clio pick up his knife. Hector fired from his single-shot pistol, striking Clio’s left arm, but it was Clio’s right that held Hector’s fate. The knife ran into Hector Raines’s body and spilled his lifeblood on the dirt. Clio shoved Arturo to the side, helped Alonzo up, and the two of them ran as fast as they could away. ---- The brothers, now home, heard a scream from their father’s office and the two rushed up there, Clio nursing a bandaged arm. “CONNIE!” Alonzo shouted, and the rest of his words were swept up by a beastly howl and the sound of air combusting. ---- The Saloris, the next morning, mourned the death of h4x.m4g3, Constantine Salori, Son of the Mob, Town-aligned. ---- Hefting the body of Ryanderman, Hector Raines, Government Agent and Armsmen, Town-aligned, Arturo entered his home. He could have sworn that, in the fresh dawn light, he saw a small figure climb out his back window and sneak off into town, but decided to let it go for now. He had to compose a letter to the Emperor with this new development. ---- Day 6 begins now. 6 to lynch. __________________ I hate roleclaims.

06-27-2007, 06:51 PM	#165
Professor Smarmiarty Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Mar 2007 Location: K-space Posts: 9,758	<death post> I cast my lynch vote, went away, come back I'm dead! I didn't even get to try and block anyone night I died . Not like I could block all the mafia anyway. They so mean to me.

06-27-2007, 08:28 PM	#169
*Fenris* Administrator Join Date: May 2005 Location: East Coast Posts: 6,806	Yeah, Nikose. Stop being so suspicious. Vote: Nikose __________________ "FENRIS IS AN ASSHOLE" - shiney

06-27-2007, 08:30 PM	#170
Roy_D_Mylote Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: The sky. Posts: 1,030	Neither one of your votes fucking count. __________________ I hate roleclaims.