MAFIA 75: TROUBLE AT THE PRECINCT [HIDDEN]

[worcej]

What has drag even done that would merit an NK? He's not the first person I'd expect to getting one.

Typically someone on scum probably thought he softed that he was a PR somewhere and convinced their team to off him.

I was about to ask what PR meant, but midway through reading the sentence I realized it means "power role"? Am I correct?

Nailed it

[Chaqa]

I think Dargo likely was Bus Driven with Eden, TBH.

Wait, I'm dumb. Mafia has the bus driver.

[snowy801]

Whoa

gg darg, my b

Lemme get out of here and think about what that even means lol. That was not on my radar

What has drag even done that would merit an NK? He's not the first person I'd expect to getting one.

he was old and wise

[pyxxy]

I think Dargo likely was Bus Driven with Eden, TBH.

idr do players get notified of riding the bus?

[Chaqa]

So, is there any reason for someone to claim if they received a flower basket?

[Rumi Tobari]

I think Dargo likely was Bus Driven with Eden, TBH.

Wait, I'm dumb. Mafia has the bus driver.

I still want to know if you really only peeked at the beginning of second day as you claimed then, or if it was "immedaitely" into the game as you claimed to Eden a few pages ago.

The role he has doesn't matter to me so much as the contradiction in the statements.

[ghug]

I think Dargo likely was Bus Driven with Eden, TBH.

This is a very specific belief.

[Princess Neon]

I'm not fully caught up, but I should probably actually do my job instead of just reading the thread.

@Neon, when you went to bed before EoD1, did you intend to wake up before the deadline?

Yes I try to wake up at 3 CST. I thought I would be able to stay on schedule

Your initial scumread of me was fine, though I think you're overstating my zealous in reading Byz. I then doubled my post count which you clearly noticed having responded to two of my posts though not my response to your scumread. You then proceeded to make no additional comments about me before heading to bed leaving your vote on me. You clearly didn't care if I died.

True i didn't care if you died but Idid leave my vote on you strategically because had I not kept it on you and had I unvoted you i would have potentially fallen prey to the mod for missing dead line without a vote. I planned to be here but I also knew with my schedule that day it was possible to miss deadline. Also the posts that made me reexamine your slot were after I went to bed.

I can see you fitting in as a town who didn't have strong scumreads and was as happy with my wagon as any other, but it also doesn't feel like you were/are trying to resolve me. Why didn't you respond to my defense against your scumread? I see you now have me as "probably just town" though it's not clear where you are getting that from and feels like you are following the group wisdom.

Your EoD made me rethink your slot and Eden made me realize I'm probably just misreading the intent of yourByz read.

Answers in quote

[ghug]

I think Dargo likely was Bus Driven with Eden, TBH.

Wait, I'm dumb. Mafia has the bus driver.

Ah

[snowy801]

I think Dargo likely was Bus Driven with Eden, TBH.

This is a very specific belief.

I thought he was still playing off his "I'm killing Eden" comment

[snowy801]

Neon your hot red text is kinda ominous ngl

[Chaqa]

I think Dargo likely was Bus Driven with Eden, TBH.

This is a very specific belief.

I thought he was still playing off his "I'm killing Eden" comment

Damn, now I wish I had been.

[Princess Neon]

As dusk began to fall outside, the rank and file cordoned off the whole precinct. No one in, no one out.

The various detectives continued gathering evidence. The safe held documents pointing to offshore accounts. It was confirmed, there were moles, cops on the take.

The woman walked with purpose down the hallway, heading toward the evidence lockers when she stopped dead. She heard something.

Was that...crying?

She tracked the noise to an elevator. She tried the button, but noticed the out of order sign. Two others were passing, chatting to each other, and she called for their help.

The large man and the tall man came over. "What seems to be the problem, missus?" The large one, droll southern accent inquired.

"There's crying coming from in here! Someone is trapped!" The woman franticly explained, "Help me get this open!"

The tall man stepped forward, opening the doors to reveal...

Nothing. He stopped and listened. "I hear eit as well. Eit iz a child." He grabbed a nearby peice of scaffolding from a recent repainting job in the station and pressed up on the car release, allowing him to slide the elevator up.

The area under it was dark, but the woman began to shimmy under it, the large and tall men peered in as well. She could almost see, struggling to grab her flashlight. She found it, flicked it on, and shone it forward as a mechanical sound began to whir.

Her eyes went wide, now seeing the well iluminated tape recorder, playing a crying sound, as the elvetor car decended on her wedged form. As the audible crack of her spine echoed throughout the quickly sealing chamber, the flashlight clattered the floor of the shaft, small drips of blood soon trailing after.

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DARGORYGEL has DIED! They were OLIVIA BENSON, the FLORIST!

There are ~48 hours remaining in Day 2.

YOU MAY POST

I am a dumb ass who thought EoD was at 6 Central... and thusly was posting when I wasn't supposed to in thread while catching up. I'm sorry...

[Chaqa]

Neon your hot red text is kinda ominous ngl

It reminds me of bo

[pyxxy]

Well, if you immediately peeked your card and saw you didn't have a vote, wouldn't you just spend the entire game memeing?

Why do you think I wanted to form a voting bloc? I've increased my voting power from 0 to 2/3 of a vote :)

I can’t fault that approach too much, but I know you know from setup review that several night actions switch nametags with the target.

Uhhhhh—

No, really, I know you know.

Yea abou—

shhhhhh.

Well yes, but who would swap nametags with me now? I've outsmarted them all snd am now basically a named townie that you lose your voting power if you kill.

So this isn't true, they would just bus your nametag onto a townie if you were telling the truth about your nametag.

[snowy801]

I can’t fault that approach too much, but I know you know from setup review that several night actions switch nametags with the target.

Uhhhhh—

No, really, I know you know.

Yea abou—

shhhhhh.

Well yes, but who would swap nametags with me now? I've outsmarted them all snd am now basically a named townie that you lose your voting power if you kill.

So this isn't true, they would just bus your nametag onto a townie if you were telling the truth about your nametag.

Florist redirected brain cells at work here

[Rumi Tobari]

As dusk began to fall outside, the rank and file cordoned off the whole precinct. No one in, no one out.

The various detectives continued gathering evidence. The safe held documents pointing to offshore accounts. It was confirmed, there were moles, cops on the take.

The woman walked with purpose down the hallway, heading toward the evidence lockers when she stopped dead. She heard something.

Was that...crying?

She tracked the noise to an elevator. She tried the button, but noticed the out of order sign. Two others were passing, chatting to each other, and she called for their help.

The large man and the tall man came over. "What seems to be the problem, missus?" The large one, droll southern accent inquired.

"There's crying coming from in here! Someone is trapped!" The woman franticly explained, "Help me get this open!"

The tall man stepped forward, opening the doors to reveal...

Nothing. He stopped and listened. "I hear eit as well. Eit iz a child." He grabbed a nearby peice of scaffolding from a recent repainting job in the station and pressed up on the car release, allowing him to slide the elevator up.

The area under it was dark, but the woman began to shimmy under it, the large and tall men peered in as well. She could almost see, struggling to grab her flashlight. She found it, flicked it on, and shone it forward as a mechanical sound began to whir.

Her eyes went wide, now seeing the well iluminated tape recorder, playing a crying sound, as the elvetor car decended on her wedged form. As the audible crack of her spine echoed throughout the quickly sealing chamber, the flashlight clattered the floor of the shaft, small drips of blood soon trailing after.

-----

DARGORYGEL has DIED! They were OLIVIA BENSON, the FLORIST!

There are ~48 hours remaining in Day 2.

YOU MAY POST

I am a dumb ass who thought EoD was at 6 Central... and thusly was posting when I wasn't supposed to in thread while catching up. I'm sorry...

This is Demon we're talking about, its nothing you have to apologize for. He's not going to rules punish you over a mistake like that. He's not RAAAAAAAWR YOU FUCKED UP, BAAAAAAAN, or anthing. He's super nice.

Except he invited me to this chaospit. So I'm going to drop another tree on him in Valheim next chance I get. And PK him in every thing we ever play forever.

[Princess Neon]

Neon your hot red text is kinda ominous ngl

*insert this specific gif click it seriously it is good*

https://c.tenor.com/0VdcdocyQoQAAAAC/mha-evil-laugh.gif

[pyxxy]

GM NOTE

Yes, the NK is a visit, and the performing member will trade nametags with the intended victim at that stage of the execution of night orders.

Note to self: darg's nametag was swapped with whoever killed him prior to death.

[snowy801]

You are allowed to sub out if you're actually suffering and this isn't just humorous exaggeration

Just saying