ghug killing me was the first strike. I was about to go all conspiracy nut on you all.

PJ, when I type in all caps, it's sarcasm.

Bo sox. I'm English,everything I write is sarcasm.

You're English? You had me fooled, I didn't think English people said things like "can't bloody wait to read the god thread" and "I bet that was japes aplenty."

Why didn't you type this in caps?

If I type in caps, it's sarcasm, but not all sarcasm is in caps...

@y2k: Well, I came in the last day convinced WD was mafia and it was your behavior that changed my mind, so yeah I think it looked like you were manipulating. Still, I can see your point. Perhaps if I had revealed my role WD would be dead and at least there would be a winner instead of a nuclear holocaust.

*BOOOOOOOMMMMMM*

Very deep Bo Sox

Does anyone know when Vash is posting...?

Guak, had you revealed your role, the mafia player, which you now know to be WD, would have tried to fake claim behind you. That's when you would have known, at which point you could have built a case and taken him out. You tried to trust your instinct too much when there was a clear path set up for you. His behavior might have been scummy but you can't blame him for missing that.

Going to be posting in approx. 30 min. Got home half an hour ago and the computer I was using crapped out. Typing up the final post now.

It has been over 30 mins Vash. Not to rush you, but your timing has been absolutely terrible as a GM.

Dude, he said approximately 30 minutes, you are angry at him over 34 minutes. Really?

Just giving him a hard time... and it hasnt just been once. When I died, he posted like a full half an hour after the deadline. He has consistently been about 15 minutes late for everything.

You do it then Squigs. It's not easy to write up a scenario when the events aren't solidifed until the deadline

@bo: I do not think WD would had fakeclaimed after me. y2k was still a good target

You were much better when you GM'd Chaqa. And I was just joking around. Just cause I am serious when I am actually playing doesnt mean I cant joke outside of the game.

I think Chaqa should GM more. He's pretty good at it, and he plays in a way that's gonna get him killed early regardless of alignment.

Okay, sorry if this is disatisfying, but I had to rush a bit.

There they stood, The President, Vash, The Doctor, pj, the mutant, guak, and the Last Reptilian, Warden.
“Thissssss will be excellent” said Warden.
“Yes it will,” replied the President, cocking his shotgun.
“You will all soon fall to the next step of evolution,” expounded guak.
“Would you like a jelly baby?” said The Doctor, reaching into his pocket.
Warden was the first to strike, Unhinging his jaw and extending his claws, he ran towards The Doctor. Vash fired his shotgun, grazing The Reptilian’s shoulder downing him momentarily. The Doctor whipped out his sonic screwdriver, causing Warden to cover his ears in pain. Just then Mystique delivered a kick to The Doctor’s chest, sending him back into an unexplained blue Police Box, which subsequently disappeared
Vash reloaded his shotgun, and fired. Mystique’s shoulder exploded like a firecracker, throwing blood everywhere. Warden struck her face with his claws, and followed it up by streching his mouth around her head. Guak’s scream caused the window to break, but his fate was sealed. Warden finished his bite, causing a geyser of red, covering the final two participants in carpet of crimson.
Warden was badly injured, “It doesssssssssn’t matter if you kill me. My people are everywhere, and we have multiple fleets in transit to destroy your planet. It will make a perfect desssssert.”
“That is where you are wrong. My people have scouted this planet long before your existence, puny lizard.” Soon the president’s face change, his hair grew exponentially fast, whiskers grew out of his face and his ears began to point out. “Ever since our land of Thundera was destroyed, my people have been searching for a new home, we found it here. I am sorry to say your fleets have already been intercepted.” Vash grinned like the Cheshire cat. He once again went for his wall of arms, this time picking up a blade. “Sword of Omens, give me power, beyond power.” A red crystal in the centerpiece of the blade began to glow. “THUNDER! THUNDER! THUNDERCATS HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” he shouted, smiting the Reptilian.
A mighty explosion occurred, destroying the White house in process. When the dust was settled, there was but one man standing, President Vash, smiling. “This world will be perfect for conquering” he thought.

THE GAME HAS ENDED! VASH AND THE THUNDERCATS HAVE WON! (a.k.a everyone loses)

@guak - but if you claimed and then y2k did not, WD would know that you were the real mutant and would have known that lynching y2k would put him in this situation. I think he might have claimed in order to lynch you (the real mutant) even if it meant a little risk. I think both PJ and y2k would have bought a claim from WD more than a claim from you.

LOL

I love it.

Vash, you didnt rush because of me complaining did you?? Now I feel bad...

Regardless, great ending (much better than Chaqa ever did).

I was Vash's pet after he gave me the Snickers with roofies in it, so I'm on the winning team.

@squiggs: No, I just really wanted to get this out of the way while still delivering a quality product. I had orientation today and the college is two hours away. Anyway, time to watch The Big Lebowski.

Also, feel free to +1 my flavor posts.

I don't even remember my ending. Did I end up making the bartender the mastermind?

@Squigs: I am pretty sure my claim was extremely convincing. But largely the reason I waited to claim is that I was hoping that whoever fakeclaimed made a huge mistake. Whatever. Everyone loses suits me right lol. After all, my win condition was to kill everyone and now everuone is dead!

links to god thread mafia and observers please?