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Super Mafia
- Thread starter StrangerDanger
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Thats not a wee twist, that is a 3 point turn.
It basically comes down to saying "you are rorschach, but it turns out you are not actually rorschach". It's not what has happened here. Rorschach is the wolf.
He knows exactly who I am, he is just lynching me to buy himself time..
Have a nice day.
Night 5. tl;read
After a chorus of lynch votes, people screaming and debating, each hoping to have their will done, all voices fell silent.
Through a tally vote taken by near everyone present, Gabriel stood at the front of the crowd, holding the sheet of paper.
"Hipmonlee."
The crowd roared once again, with tensions of opposing screams to taunts, each side proclaiming they had won--but then, there was a loud crash--like a bomb had exploded in the area, and instantly the woods where the vote had taken place was covered in a thick fog.
Someone had thrown a smoke grenade. Correction, Hipmonlee had thrown a smoke grenade.
As players ran for their lives, fleeing the forests to their shelters, Loki and Gabriel stood back-to-back.
"I guess we'll have to do this the hard way" said Gabriel, summoning his Light Axe.
"Hard way? Please, you're just rusty." Loki said snidely, igniting the flames on his broadsword.
...
The woods were still, the smog circling...Then, a sound.
whipwhipwhipwhipwhipwhipwhipwhipwhipWHACK
A storm of projectiles shaped like bats came from the trees at every angle, pinning Loki to a nearby redwood tree. On his guard, Gabriel struck a defensive pose--realizing the small chance of victory in the thick fog, he did the only thing he knew.
"Lumos!"
With that one word, beams of light shot from the end of his Axe, acting as a flashlight to the darkness surrounding him. He waved it left and right, chasing the fleeting shadows of Hipmonlee as he moved from tree to tree, sometimes jumping, sometimes swinging, until at last, Gabriel had located him. Faintly, he saw the dark figure standing nearby a tree. Charging, he swung wildly, slicing his quarry in two. But something was wrong...
...It was only a cape on a stick! But that means...
"Looking for me?" a husky voice said. Gabriel spun, but it was too late--Hipmonlee, descending from the sky, was upon him. Grabbing him by his neck, he took him to a tree, choking him fiercely. Eyes bulging, trying to grab at what air was left, Gabriel was frantic--hearing only one thing before passing out.
"INCENDIO!"
It was Loki, still pinned to the tree across the clearing. With that one word, the flames on his sword grew to an enormous length, covering and enveloping his blade, burning away all of the blades surrounding him and igniting the tree behind him.
Dropping Gabriel to deal with his new threat, he rushed toward Loki, who dodged his intial attack--and continued to dodge. Left hook, right jab, headbutt, all failed.
The husky voice spoke "Aren't you going to hit me?"
"I don't have to" responded Loki.
Then the realization came. Loki, in dodging all of Hipmonlee's attacks, had shot each tree in the area with fire, setting them ablaze and making them weak. Taking advantage of this second, Loki stabbed Hipmonlee through the chest, leaving him on the ground to grab his partner, Gabriel.
Hipmonlee, desperate to escape, was unable to flee from his area as the trees fell on his body one-by-one--creating a funeral pyre for him, trapped in a prison of oak and pine.
As he burned, one could see The Videotape beside him, shriveling up. Unbeknownst to him, he had been holding it at the time of his death. It is now destroyed.
NIGHT 5 HAS FALLEN. THE NIGHT WILL LAST UNTIL 48 HOURS FROM THIS POST, OR UNTIL ALL PM'S ARE SENT TO ME. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.
After a chorus of lynch votes, people screaming and debating, each hoping to have their will done, all voices fell silent.
Through a tally vote taken by near everyone present, Gabriel stood at the front of the crowd, holding the sheet of paper.
"Hipmonlee."
The crowd roared once again, with tensions of opposing screams to taunts, each side proclaiming they had won--but then, there was a loud crash--like a bomb had exploded in the area, and instantly the woods where the vote had taken place was covered in a thick fog.
Someone had thrown a smoke grenade. Correction, Hipmonlee had thrown a smoke grenade.
As players ran for their lives, fleeing the forests to their shelters, Loki and Gabriel stood back-to-back.
"I guess we'll have to do this the hard way" said Gabriel, summoning his Light Axe.
"Hard way? Please, you're just rusty." Loki said snidely, igniting the flames on his broadsword.
...
The woods were still, the smog circling...Then, a sound.
whipwhipwhipwhipwhipwhipwhipwhipwhipWHACK
A storm of projectiles shaped like bats came from the trees at every angle, pinning Loki to a nearby redwood tree. On his guard, Gabriel struck a defensive pose--realizing the small chance of victory in the thick fog, he did the only thing he knew.
"Lumos!"
With that one word, beams of light shot from the end of his Axe, acting as a flashlight to the darkness surrounding him. He waved it left and right, chasing the fleeting shadows of Hipmonlee as he moved from tree to tree, sometimes jumping, sometimes swinging, until at last, Gabriel had located him. Faintly, he saw the dark figure standing nearby a tree. Charging, he swung wildly, slicing his quarry in two. But something was wrong...
...It was only a cape on a stick! But that means...
"Looking for me?" a husky voice said. Gabriel spun, but it was too late--Hipmonlee, descending from the sky, was upon him. Grabbing him by his neck, he took him to a tree, choking him fiercely. Eyes bulging, trying to grab at what air was left, Gabriel was frantic--hearing only one thing before passing out.
"INCENDIO!"
It was Loki, still pinned to the tree across the clearing. With that one word, the flames on his sword grew to an enormous length, covering and enveloping his blade, burning away all of the blades surrounding him and igniting the tree behind him.
Dropping Gabriel to deal with his new threat, he rushed toward Loki, who dodged his intial attack--and continued to dodge. Left hook, right jab, headbutt, all failed.
The husky voice spoke "Aren't you going to hit me?"
"I don't have to" responded Loki.
Then the realization came. Loki, in dodging all of Hipmonlee's attacks, had shot each tree in the area with fire, setting them ablaze and making them weak. Taking advantage of this second, Loki stabbed Hipmonlee through the chest, leaving him on the ground to grab his partner, Gabriel.
Hipmonlee, desperate to escape, was unable to flee from his area as the trees fell on his body one-by-one--creating a funeral pyre for him, trapped in a prison of oak and pine.
StrangerDanger said:
As he burned, one could see The Videotape beside him, shriveling up. Unbeknownst to him, he had been holding it at the time of his death. It is now destroyed.
NIGHT 5 HAS FALLEN. THE NIGHT WILL LAST UNTIL 48 HOURS FROM THIS POST, OR UNTIL ALL PM'S ARE SENT TO ME. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.
i agree Shiv, we should be best friends forever no matter what happens in mafia!
I do not like this obsession with the new Batman movie because i recently watched Batman: The animated series. that is okay though, because this mafia is awesome !!!
Also there is no way that Batman would EVER lose that lamely. He would throw the damn trees off of himself with one fucking arm left!!
Also there is no way that Batman would EVER lose that lamely. He would throw the damn trees off of himself with one fucking arm left!!
Out, you.
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