[ooc]Didn’t save him THIS time… ROFL[/ooc]
[ooc] For the record I didn’t expect everyone else to follow my vote… I was just saying him because he was one of the first ones to post befor e me. [/ooc]
Ronin’s at the bar again, drunk and passed out - the life of another on his conscience.
Ok, Night Deadline is 48 hours. Anything after that and you perform no action at all.
Werebear, I decided I’d rather have the people come up with it themselves.
MannyL groggily wakes up in his cabin. Looks around and realizes he is not in his room at home. Stitting up his pounding head hurts. Slowly his eyes focus and he hears the hum of the ship. He doesn’t know why he is on a ship, the last thing he can remember is he was at his own batchlor party and is due to be married in one week, well less than one week now. hell he doesn’t even know if it’s been more than one week since he was out…
Mirror sat in her room, shocked and slightly sick to her stomach. She’d seen the death procession pass by her peephole last night, and she’d seen the hopeless eyes of a man about to die.
Even knowing that he was a killer hadn’t softened the blow. How could she have been wrong about him? He hadn’t seemed like a killer.
There was only one thing to do: get up, and go on with her day, and hope that her next moves could help stop the killing of innocent people.
My vote is the same as yesterday: XWalrus2
[Eh? The night hasn’t passed yet… so you can’t vote until you know who is still alive.]
[ooc]Hold yer horses, Mirror! Night isn’t over yet.
During the night, the mafiosi, the cop, the reporter, and the doctor e-mail the game master to submit their moves. In the morning, those who were killed during the night post death scenes (or the GM does it for them), and then voting for the second day starts. If you vote during the night, you could be voting for someone who is dead in the morning, and that really wouldn’t do, would it? :)[/ooc]
percypercy retires to her cabin, clutching a bottle of fine Mercurian whisky. She drinks a salute to ** d_redguy **, hoping to speed him along to wherever his next destination might be. It was always necessary to drink after a death, even of a man with evil intent.
snore
snore
Oh yeah, more BBQ sauce, you know that’s hrrrzzzzz…
[ooc] It looks like the 48 hours is up… does this mean no one died tonight? [/ooc]
There is a knock on XWalrus2’s door, but no one answers. The lock is forced open, and inside, sprawled across the bed, lays XWalrus2, a thin red line across his neck.
A note lies near the headboard. Inside a cabinet, a to-do list is found with one item:“Huge Jass.” There is a check next to the name.
The former mafioso has met his end.
Night Two Results
Living-
**
Mirror Image egamI rorriM
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percypercy
Sir Dirx
MannyL
Topaz
Heller Highwater
poiema
Ryle Dup
Jonmarzie
Mikie
Werebear
Thizzlewit
shadyforce
Lisa-go-Blind
Super Gnat
Ferg
SaberKitty
Mr. Kami
Dutchboy208
Spurious George
Mr2001
Kantaloopi
Toaster
Aesiron
Ronincyberpunk
**
The Dead-
Huge Jass, Tourist. Killed by Mafia.
Nvme77, Tourist. Killed by the Bounty Hunter.
d_redguy, Bounty Hunter. Lycnhed.
XWalrus2, Mafia. Killed by Mafia.
It is now Day Two. I need your lynch votes. 13 votes is now Majority.
Ohhh, my head. I’ve never had that much liquor before. I hope I didn’t say anything silly.
I said WHAT?!?!?!
Gee, that’s embarrassing.
My gracious, who possibly could have done all of this? Methinks poiema has a rather shifty look in her eyes. I think we should kill her next.
Lynch Vote: poiema
Toaster slowly woke up from shouts and whimpers from the corridor; glancing out, apparently there were more murders, and such were being discovered and noticed. Silly creatures. So much fuss over what, really? It’s not like any aboard have much say in whether they live or not if something comes in the night. What, are they gonna be all, ‘Oh no Mr. Evil Killy Man, don’t kill me, I have a family/house/collection of mold spores,’ and expect Mr. Evil Killy Man to let them live? Eh?
Toaster shrugged, made sure clothes were being worn appropriately for public, and wandered over near Super Gnat. “Hey, thinkin’ about what you said yesterday, you’ve got a sound head on your shoulders. And you’re right, poiema sure has been looking rather naughty as of late. You just can’t trust those dames, eh? Oh! Can you show me how to make one of them nifty hats o’yours? I really, really, really need one. Really. I have an infestation of brain slugs in my luggage, makes getting out the green Jell-O an anti-snap.”
Oh silly Toaster, what won’t you wear to keep the brain slugs away?
Vote: poiema
I also vote for the shifty-eyed and nefarious poiema.
I think ** Thizzlewit ** is being a bit too solicitious.
Vote: ** Thizzlewit **
I’ll happily follow the bloodthirsty mob! (As long as it isn’t the Mob.)
poiema
Shadyforce awoke to find himself startled. His surroundings seemed alien to him. He had no idea where he was or what he was doing there, so he preceeded to search his quarters for clues, the same thing he had done every day for the past 3 years and 1 day.
After exploring the ship for a bit, he eventually stumbles across a large crowd gathering in the mes hall. Then he notices something in the corner…
“Oh my god! 4 people have been killed! How did this happen?”
He sees the mob moving towards poiema, led by Super Gnat. “She seems to have an air of authority around her” he thinks to himself. Could she know something we don’t? We have to pressure somebody though.
Hmmm… vote: poiema.
Sitting at the bar drinking, Mr Kami sees the mob organizing and decides to join in.
vote: poiema
Thizzlewit was at the bar again, his trusty lemonade within arm’s reach. He’d been quietly scribbling notes on a notepad all morning, looking for evidence from last night’s votes. Suddenly his face brightened, as if the chubby little janitor in his brain had suddenly flipped on all the lights. “Wait a minute! poiema”, he said, gesturing toward the woman in the corner, “isn’t the one we should be pointing fingers at.”
“It is true, she defended d_redguy before his death, and he turned out to be the assassin. Before we lynch her for defending a baddie, though, we need to remember that the assassin was in all likelyhood a lone operative. She couldn’t be d_redguy’s partner, because d_redguy had no partners. She just guessed wrong about d_redguy’s identity.”
Thizzlewit paused, studying his notepad for a moment. “Why hasn’t anyone asked why the mafia killed one of their own last night? That’s the real issue we should be thinking about here. Had they been planning to kill XWalrus2 since yesterday, or did they make the decision during the night? Of course, I don’t know the answer to that question, but I think it’s possible that they had been planning XWalrus2’s murder since yesterday.”
“If I were a mafioso, and I wanted to kill another mafioso, I could do it during the night, but that would waste a perfectly good night that could be better spent murdering innocent tourists. No, I wouldn’t do my own dirtywork; I’d let the tourists do it for me. I’d try to convince them to vote for my enemy.”
“Yesterday, Mirror Image was the first passenger who voted to lynch XWalrus2. Is it possible that she was trying to get us to do her dirty work?”
vote: Mirror Image egamI rorriM, because she tried to get us to kill XWalrus2 yesterday.