Mafia

[Cheezdude]

Kisori.

[Luke]

Kisori

[Josiah]

I'm gonna vote for Kisori too, both cause of his relationship to Gar, and for complaining about the excellent narration.

[Kisori]

I was joking again, now, time to save my ass, If you kept voting just because of that you're obviously WRONG and STUPID (pretend it was yahtzee saying that part), if I was the mafia, which i'm not, why would I try to get myself out on the first round, and on purpose.

[Giga-Gar]

You're doing the opposite of what you're trying to do, Kisori!

[Kisori]

1.) It's called joking around, her narrating is funny, don't change anyting because of one joke just because you people take thing too seriously, no, you cant change that fact at all.

2.) There is no 2!

[Astral Omega]

Okay guys, I'm the narrator here and what I say goes!

*Starts singing 'I got the power' like in Bruce Almighty*

I'm sensing som hostility rising between the Townsfolk here and feel that I must step in to prevent it from getting out of control.

*locks away all the flamethrowers* *swallows key*

1) Everyone stop picking on Kisori for picking on my narrating. I will be the first to admit that I'm just getting the hang of it and writing in the style of a newspaper clipping was a bit different for me. I only tried to be more serious because I was writing it as a newspaper thing. If I had known about the tradition of making it funny, I would have.

Long story short: It wasn't intentionally funny. So that argument should now be over... Thankyou.

2) Kisori- Please stop trying to hide behind the old 'It's a joke' routine.
If People are voting for you, then so be it. People have to vote for SOMEone... and saying it's cuz you picked on the narrator is probably just a random excuse like many of the other random things that pop up in this game...

Now that I've done my Ranting Motherly Lecture thing... (Honestly, I'm constantly breaking up arguments between my younger siblings) Everyone Play nice and Have Fun. (And I call upon the powers of the group hug to solve this )

And as obligation calls, a Tally:

Silver- Kisori
Saber knight- Kisori
Celebifly- Kisori
Luke- Kisori
Cheez-Kisori
Josiah-Kisori
Terra- Saber
Kisori- Saber
Marley- Silver
Poikspirit-
Gar- DEAD

Poikspirit is the only one left to vote. If anyone wishes to change their vote, they must do it before I read Poik's. Thankyou.

[Cheezdude]

Majority rules.

[Astral Omega]

That may be the case, but I still want to give People a chance to change.

I'll leave it a few more hours (so this afternoon my time) then If Poik hasn't voted by then... I will just take it as majority.

EDIT! to prevent double postage:

Well as I said, I’ll leave it till later on this afternoon. It’s later this afternoon- as late as I can wait till so without further ado; the final tally!

Silver- Kisori
Saber knight- Kisori
Celebifly- Kisori
Luke- Kisori
Cheez-Kisori
Josiah-Kisori
Terra- Saber
Kisori- Saber
Marley- Silver
Poikspirit- Did not vote.
Gar- DEAD

And as they say, majority rules… I’m sorry Kisori.

(And as I can’t be bothered doing a newspaper thing, I’ll write a short story instead!)

Kisori ran for his life. It was late at night and the whole of Pebbleversionia had gathered together to find out who the mafia really was.
Nearly the whole town had voted him out. Kisori couldn’t believe it! Just because he made a comment on the job the narrator was doing, they decided that he would be capable of murder.
He didn’t even OWN a light sabre for goodness sake! How could he have done it?
He broke from the path and scrambled through the trees, hoping to lose the angry mob that followed him.
He could hear the rabble of voices, the clang of pitchforks and the crackling of torches. The smell of the oil from the flames and rage made fear rise up as a lump in his throat making him choke back the tears that threatened to escape fall down his cheeks in torrents.
He didn’t know where he was running to; and he didn’t care. As long as he could outrun the mob, he should be fine.
He ducked under a branch, scratching his arm but hardly realised as the adrenaline masked the pain and powered his legs forward.
He heard the mob start crashing through the trees as well and picked up pace.
Suddenly he came to a halt. The ground ended at the edge of the island and he found himself on the edge of a steep drop onto jagged rocks.
He panted, knowing he had two choices- 1) jump to his doom on the rocks or 2) wait to be lynched.
He took a deep breath and made his decision. He raised his arms and fell forward, pulling off a perfect swan dive into the ocean below miraculously missing the rocks. He surfaced and a panicked, relieved laugh escaped him before he began to swim to the shore of the next island.
The mob came to the edge and noticed he was missing. They knew he had jumped and presumed he was dead. They muttered and complained before making their way back to their homes.
The mafia, who had hid themselves in the angry mob, chuckled at the thought that they were free to kill again…

So guys, contact me in whatever way you find most convenient. The game is on…

[Josiah]

Helpful tip, in cases like this it's probably best to double post since otherwise people might not notice that there's something new to read.

[Astral Omega]

Okies then^^

Well, Here's the story:

Saber Knight woke to find herself in a strange place. It was dark and there was a muffled humming sound. It smelled like motor oil and… It was then she realised she was in the boot of a car. Her hands and feet were bound and she had a dirty piece of cloth in her mouth.

The car came to a stop and the boot was opened. Light flooded in, blinding her. A big guy pulled her out and placed her on a chair in the middle of the room.

It was an enormous room- a warehouse perhaps- ad mostly dark apart from a bright lamp shining on the chair.

“So glad you can join us,” and ominous voice said from behind her. She heard footsteps as the person in charge walked around in front of her, avoiding the puddle of light.

“Who are you?” she tried to say, but the cloth muffled her words till they sounded more like “mrmf rbla foo?”

The mafia smirked and took a few steps forward, staying out of the light. Saber saw something glinting in the darkness, but couldn’t tell what it was.

“I’m the mafia; and it’s time to die,” the mafia grinned, then turned to the minion. “Take her out- and make it brutal.,” Saber heard footsteps echoing away.

She screamed.

*insert brutal murder scene here*

(I could write something since the actual words of the mafia in the PM were “Take her out. Make it brutal.” but I have so many, many possible types of murders in my head. Each are more brutal than the last and not many are suitable for this forum. So, insert your own murder scene- as brutal and gruesome as you can stand it. Perhaps next time I will have something tamer prepared - not something like a bloodthirsty horror movie!)


OHNOES! THE MAFIA HAZ GOT AWAI! Who is this dastardly feind?

(again there is no funny bit... deal with it.)

[Blastotoise]

The only person who could do something so dastardly is...Josiah!
So I vote him.

[Saber Knight]

Owch. Brutally murdered.
That's harsh.
I think I'm going to go think of my own brutal murder now.
Well, this just proves that I is no mafia. ^_^
Oh, and just an obsevation, you spelled Saber Knight wrong. You spelled it "Saber Night".
Just letting you know. :P

[Josiah]

Woah, Marley sure is being quick to jump to conclusions. What's he mean I'm the only one who could do something so dastardly? Sounds more like he's trying to throw suspicion off of himself. I vote Marley.

[Cheezdude]

Josiah.