Unknown Mafia II: You're Not Cleared to Not Read This, Citizen - Page 7

The Kneumatic Pnight · 02-02-2008, 06:08 PM

"And that is vote number thirteen. Friend Computer is a computer of his word, because Friend Computer would never lie to you. Unless, of course, you were treasonous scum.

"And so, it is my solemn duty to execute the will of my loyal, treason-searching children. Masked Jedi, you must be terminated."

With little more warning, a trio of Friend Computer's eminently loyal shocktroops, in their shiny, truly inspiring green-clearance reflec overalls, entered the room in crack unison. They grabbed clone Masked Jedi - Jed-I-NIT-3, Disciple of the FCCC-P and dragged him, kicking and screaming, to parts unknown (to the non-treasonous).

Friend Computer might have looked sad, if indeed it were possible for him to look anything but glorious and awe-inspiring.

"There are hard times ahead, my loyal citizens. But, for now it is time for curfew. Any further activities will be considered treasonous."

Day One has ended. It is now Night One.
Everyone send in your night roles, even if you wish to target nobody.

---

The troubleshooter leader looked terrified. �No, but... it... it was unclear...�

�Failure to submit a report on time. Failure to assemble a report. Failure to continue the Troubleshooter mission. Failure to advance the goals of Friend Computer. Failure to understand Friend Computer�s orders! The record of your treasonous activities grows longer by the day! I am afraid I cannot allow my Troubleshooters, in such a time of crisis, to be led by a person such as you. You have been demoted.�

The Team Leader�s terrified expression relaxed. �Oh, is that... that�s... terrible. I�m sorry to let you down Friend Computer.�

There was a loud, metallic thump from the three doors of the room and Friend Computer�s massive screen went black. The Team Leader began to look around, somewhat frantically as a trap door in the ceiling smoothly, silently opened and a foot long cylinder on a sphere�a laser cannon�emerged from the hole. The words �Demotion Ray� were printed on the cannon�s shiny, metal surface in blocky, white letters.

Ugainius - Trah-LAH-LAH-LAH, Troubleshooter Team Leader has been demoted to a pile of ash.

Meanwhile, gifted free reign by the incompetence of Trah-LAH-LAH-LAH, despite the best efforts of the other, loyal Troubleshooters and glorious Friend Computer, treasonous forces were stalking Alpha Complex.

A man in crimson clothing moved quietly through quiet, narrow, and nearly abandoned maintenance corridors of Alpha Complex, glancing about furtively for people or the eyes of Friend Computer. Behind him, like an inverse shadow, a man all in dark sapphiric colors followed. The duo moved erratically while the rest of the complex slept, until the maintenance corridors came to a sudden end.

The man in crimson smirked, �Now, I�ve got you...� A third person, one within the tangle of pipes and wires that was the end of this corridor, turned suddenly. In fright, he moved to escape, but was caught within the tangle of wires. He threw the heavy object he bore�an orange-clearance sonic screwdriver and corkscrew, but it clattered harmlessly, if loudly, on the metal floor.

In the crimson man�s hand, a light flickered and grew into a massive ball of curling, writhing flame. It flew from a handwave and exploded, killing Bananarama - Har-D-HAR-HAR, PURGE Lackey.

For a moment, Friend Computer thought everything smelled purple.

�Monster!� came a second yell, mingled with Har-D-HAR-HAR�s. The man in blue leapt upon the mutant, wielding a length of cut pipe wildly. In moments, it was over, and there lay the body of Captain Combustible - Incen-R-ATE-5, Troubleshooter Comm & Recording Officer.

�It is done,� the man in blue said to his cohorts with a wide smile. They all tried not to look disturbed by the fact that he was covered more in red than blue, by now. Eventually, they went on their separate ways, to return to the living quarters, but one slipped away, down a seemingly random corridor.

However, as he turned the corner, he was shocked to find an odd man standing before him. This worn out looking man stood out like nothing else in Alpha Complex. He wore a furry ushanka marked with an inverted red star, a heavy winter coat, and groucho glasses. �So, you are von of zem, da?�

�Uhh... what was that?� the man not insanely dressed asked. The other man simply approached with an odd slowness, rubbing a gloved hand on his hat. He smiled, disturbingly. In unison, both made a mad dash, but groucho man was faster. He touched the first man, and there was a flash and a snap�a spark. It was as static electricity, from his furred hat, but the other man, Inbred Chocobo - Hei-R-UOK-2, Anti-Mutant Sentinel, convulsed and collapsed motionless.

But this was not enough for the treasonous forces of Alpha Complex. Tophat - Rad-I-CAL-4, Control of Psion was found dead on his bunk, a single cut across his neck.

It was a busy night. Curfew punishments would have to be stricter in the future. But for now, curfew is over.

Night One has ended. It is now Day Two.
Deadline will be in about 48 hours. Ten to lynch.

In addition, the following people have not posted:
Death by Stabbing
Wasoe
Vault of Thrones

They all receive two demerits and people are cleared to bug them to post. If they do not post on Day Two, regardless of how short it may end up being, they will be dropped.

Also, Russianreversal has been replaced by Zilla.

wasoe · 02-02-2008, 06:13 PM

Yeah, okay, I can't really comment on the state of things in this game as of yet. Someone do something suspicious. Like saying something like that.

deathpigeon · 02-02-2008, 06:27 PM

To draw suspicion from you? Is this because your scum? I think so!

Vote: wasoe

Demetrius · 02-02-2008, 06:47 PM

Well, I'm traditionally suspicious of Zilla, and she has been around, but then RR took her spot. So my idea that she was lurking goes out the window...

((EDIT: Why is my name green?))

wasoe · 02-02-2008, 06:53 PM

Zilla replaced RR.

Vault Of Thrones · 02-02-2008, 07:00 PM

Well, let's see, Deathpigeon is being rather accusatory, he is obviously using Wasoe as a scapegoat.

Vote: Deathpigeon

Demetrius · 02-02-2008, 07:02 PM

Ok, but does anyone know why my name is green?

EDIT: Nevermind.

deathpigeon · 02-02-2008, 07:08 PM

Hey! Why are you voting for me! I gave my reasons why I believe Wasoe is an enemy of the friend computer!

Rygar · 02-02-2008, 08:04 PM

I think Wasoe's posting's more about not getting dropped or bugged to post than it is about diverting suspicion.

I mean, "Someone say something more suspicious than what I just said" isn't an often used scum tactic

deathpigeon · 02-02-2008, 08:12 PM

Well I am pretty new at this and why would scum use established techniques?

02-02-2008, 06:08 PM	#61
The Kneumatic Pnight Everfree Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: The Mythical Frontier Posts: 906	"And that is vote number thirteen. Friend Computer is a computer of his word, because Friend Computer would never lie to you. Unless, of course, you were treasonous scum. "And so, it is my solemn duty to execute the will of my loyal, treason-searching children. Masked Jedi, you must be terminated." With little more warning, a trio of Friend Computer's eminently loyal shocktroops, in their shiny, truly inspiring green-clearance reflec overalls, entered the room in crack unison. They grabbed clone Masked Jedi - Jed-I-NIT-3, Disciple of the FCCC-P and dragged him, kicking and screaming, to parts unknown (to the non-treasonous). Friend Computer might have looked sad, if indeed it were possible for him to look anything but glorious and awe-inspiring. "There are hard times ahead, my loyal citizens. But, for now it is time for curfew. Any further activities will be considered treasonous." Day One has ended. It is now Night One. Everyone send in your night roles, even if you wish to target nobody. --- The troubleshooter leader looked terrified. �No, but... it... it was unclear...� �Failure to submit a report on time. Failure to assemble a report. Failure to continue the Troubleshooter mission. Failure to advance the goals of Friend Computer. Failure to understand Friend Computer�s orders! The record of your treasonous activities grows longer by the day! I am afraid I cannot allow my Troubleshooters, in such a time of crisis, to be led by a person such as you. You have been demoted.� The Team Leader�s terrified expression relaxed. �Oh, is that... that�s... terrible. I�m sorry to let you down Friend Computer.� There was a loud, metallic thump from the three doors of the room and Friend Computer�s massive screen went black. The Team Leader began to look around, somewhat frantically as a trap door in the ceiling smoothly, silently opened and a foot long cylinder on a sphere�a laser cannon�emerged from the hole. The words �Demotion Ray� were printed on the cannon�s shiny, metal surface in blocky, white letters. Ugainius - Trah-LAH-LAH-LAH, Troubleshooter Team Leader has been demoted to a pile of ash. Meanwhile, gifted free reign by the incompetence of Trah-LAH-LAH-LAH, despite the best efforts of the other, loyal Troubleshooters and glorious Friend Computer, treasonous forces were stalking Alpha Complex. A man in crimson clothing moved quietly through quiet, narrow, and nearly abandoned maintenance corridors of Alpha Complex, glancing about furtively for people or the eyes of Friend Computer. Behind him, like an inverse shadow, a man all in dark sapphiric colors followed. The duo moved erratically while the rest of the complex slept, until the maintenance corridors came to a sudden end. The man in crimson smirked, �Now, I�ve got you...� A third person, one within the tangle of pipes and wires that was the end of this corridor, turned suddenly. In fright, he moved to escape, but was caught within the tangle of wires. He threw the heavy object he bore�an orange-clearance sonic screwdriver and corkscrew, but it clattered harmlessly, if loudly, on the metal floor. In the crimson man�s hand, a light flickered and grew into a massive ball of curling, writhing flame. It flew from a handwave and exploded, killing Bananarama - Har-D-HAR-HAR, PURGE Lackey. For a moment, Friend Computer thought everything smelled purple. �Monster!� came a second yell, mingled with Har-D-HAR-HAR�s. The man in blue leapt upon the mutant, wielding a length of cut pipe wildly. In moments, it was over, and there lay the body of Captain Combustible - Incen-R-ATE-5, Troubleshooter Comm & Recording Officer. �It is done,� the man in blue said to his cohorts with a wide smile. They all tried not to look disturbed by the fact that he was covered more in red than blue, by now. Eventually, they went on their separate ways, to return to the living quarters, but one slipped away, down a seemingly random corridor. However, as he turned the corner, he was shocked to find an odd man standing before him. This worn out looking man stood out like nothing else in Alpha Complex. He wore a furry ushanka marked with an inverted red star, a heavy winter coat, and groucho glasses. �So, you are von of zem, da?� �Uhh... what was that?� the man not insanely dressed asked. The other man simply approached with an odd slowness, rubbing a gloved hand on his hat. He smiled, disturbingly. In unison, both made a mad dash, but groucho man was faster. He touched the first man, and there was a flash and a snap�a spark. It was as static electricity, from his furred hat, but the other man, Inbred Chocobo - Hei-R-UOK-2, Anti-Mutant Sentinel, convulsed and collapsed motionless. But this was not enough for the treasonous forces of Alpha Complex. Tophat - Rad-I-CAL-4, Control of Psion was found dead on his bunk, a single cut across his neck. It was a busy night. Curfew punishments would have to be stricter in the future. But for now, curfew is over. Night One has ended. It is now Day Two. Deadline will be in about 48 hours. Ten to lynch. In addition, the following people have not posted: Death by Stabbing Wasoe Vault of Thrones They all receive two demerits and people are cleared to bug them to post. If they do not post on Day Two, regardless of how short it may end up being, they will be dropped. Also, Russianreversal has been replaced by Zilla. __________________ FAILURE IS LEARNING TO ACCEPT THOSE THINGS I CANNOT CHANGE

02-02-2008, 06:13 PM	#62
wasoe Ruthless Corporate Recruiter Join Date: Oct 2007 Posts: 106	Yeah, okay, I can't really comment on the state of things in this game as of yet. Someone do something suspicious. Like saying something like that. __________________ Hey, don't joke about black people. It happened to me once.

02-02-2008, 06:47 PM	#64
Demetrius In need of a vacation Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: Peoples Republic of Vermont Posts: 3,236	Well, I'm traditionally suspicious of Zilla, and she has been around, but then RR took her spot. So my idea that she was lurking goes out the window... ((EDIT: Why is my name green?)) __________________ DFM, Demon seed of Hell who fuels its incredible power by butchering little girls and feeding on their innocence. Demetrius, Dark clown of the netherworld, a being of incalculable debauchery and a soulless, faceless evil as old as time itself. Zilla, The chick. ~DFM Wii bishie bishie kawaii baka! ~ Fifthfiend

02-02-2008, 06:53 PM	#65
wasoe Ruthless Corporate Recruiter Join Date: Oct 2007 Posts: 106	Zilla replaced RR. __________________ Hey, don't joke about black people. It happened to me once.

02-02-2008, 07:00 PM	#66
Vault Of Thrones A Threat to the District Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: /dev/null Posts: 444	Well, let's see, Deathpigeon is being rather accusatory, he is obviously using Wasoe as a scapegoat. Vote: Deathpigeon __________________ Twitter!

02-02-2008, 07:02 PM	#67
Demetrius In need of a vacation Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: Peoples Republic of Vermont Posts: 3,236	Ok, but does anyone know why my name is green? EDIT: Nevermind. __________________ DFM, Demon seed of Hell who fuels its incredible power by butchering little girls and feeding on their innocence. Demetrius, Dark clown of the netherworld, a being of incalculable debauchery and a soulless, faceless evil as old as time itself. Zilla, The chick. ~DFM Wii bishie bishie kawaii baka! ~ Fifthfiend

02-02-2008, 08:04 PM	#69
Rygar Sims on fiah Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: That there British part of Ireland Posts: 179	I think Wasoe's posting's more about not getting dropped or bugged to post than it is about diverting suspicion. I mean, "Someone say something more suspicious than what I just said" isn't an often used scum tactic __________________ Minimalism