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The Ultimate Mafia, 8.0 [GAME-OVER]


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Shut up or we'll think of you as suspicious.

 

What Delpen said, plus you are no more innocent then I am. You're 'we' can be 'we mafians', who says you're innocent?

 

He says the same thing every game, so it's pointless; he'll say this forever and be just as suspicious as everyone else.  

 

Exactly.

 

I want to kill you first for what you put us through last game.

 

Um, I did sort of keep our Detective alive. He agreed to it, so you may s well go ahead and kill both of us, it's not really going to help us out.

 

thank you

 

u host 4 our sins

 

Um, sure?

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THE MAFIANS ARE ON THAT 18 PLAYER LIST

 

I KNOW IT

 

:o

 

Mind = Blown

Oh I forgot to mention this, but there are 5 Mafians this game instead of the 4 we agreed on a few days ago. There was an honest mix-up in the PMs.

 

Looks like 8.0 will potentially get 6 Mafians this game if the Hacker chooses someone new.

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If you're giving the mafians 1 extra, then pro-town should get 3 more players. 

 

Well Delpen if you haven't noticed we could only get 18 players to join the game. I promoted the game for like a week.

 

I might add some newcomers if enough of them want to join in. Unfortunately I can only think of 2 people who actually wanted to join.

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 Round 1 


Scene 1, part 1: 
 
"Welcome to the Grande Royal! We hope you enjoy your stay!"

 

"What kind of burrito is that? "Grand Eh Royal"... I want some" Caboose retrieved his room key from the woman at the front desk after walking through a checkpoint. The hotel was bustling with tourists; not a strange sight at the dead of night from where it's situated. People from all over the country stayed here to get easy access to the casinos across the street... and more or less their financial doom. At the head of this empire sat a mysterious man... or woman. It's unclear what his... or her intentions are, but it would be best not to cross him... her... dangit. Rumor has it that the casinos, and hotels... are run by the Mafia. It's just a rumor of course... damn I think too much. Caboose took a sip from his Juice Box. "Man Mr. Juice, you're heavy. Must be... Ultra Juice".
 
Corner after corner Caboose winded until he came upon the room labeled "80". A person in a trench-coat waited in the closet behind the door with their hand concealed. A key was thrust into the lock. A door opened, and a weary soul went to settle down for the night...
 

- - - - -

 
"Well damn" The Cop examined the poor man. His blood was strewn about the apartment. "What kind of person would do this?"
 
"Well the Mafians apparently run these establishments, so they might have something to do with it", the Cop holstered his pistol and greeted the Detective with a stern handshake. "Glad you're here. It's a mess. Poor guy got stabbed- wait. Why are you wearing that mask? And why does your voice sound all... robotic? Show me your badge."
 
The Detective flashed the badge hanging around their neck, "Sorry I can't tell you about the mask, Officer." the Cop raised his brow, and continued the assessment, "Anyway, the guy got slashed in the jugular after a struggle. The assailant then let him bleed out, and proceeded to scrub his blood all over the walls, but only after the victim rolled around in his own blood while holding a... Orange... Juice box. The man's name was... Michael J. Caboose: a tourist from some place called "Coagulation". There seems to be no records of it, or where Caboose comes from. All we know is that he tested some sort of simulation for a Government Agency... which seems a little far-fetched since the witnesses described Caboose as extremely eccentric, and horribly clumsy. In any case this is the only information we've got."

 

"We've got a few suspects in custody. One in particular was seen skulking around the apartment not that long after the Assailant bailed, and they are our prime suspect".

 

"Thank you, Officer. Can I study the scene in privacy please?" The Cop let out a stressful sigh, "Sure. I wanted to get out of here the moment I got here, hehe. I'll be outside if you need anything" the man patted the Detective on the back, and walked out into the hallway to join the other investigators. The Detective put on some elastic gloves, and removed the Juice Box from Caboose's hand. "Heavy... this isn't a Juice Box". The Juice was turned to find a small patch of white on the back. A fingernail handle lay within it.

 

The Detective opened the compartment to find a tape recorder... the Detective pressed the play button.

 

"Hello, Detective" The Detective in a fit of surprise nearly dropped the recorder, but kept their grip. The message with the robotic voice continued, "We know you're there. I know you're there. Glorious blood is painted on the walls... and we are the ones who have molded it with our overburdened hands. You believed we were defeated? No. You're kind is a disease, and we are the answer. The blood of this man is perfect. Clean of sin. But we have made it so. 7 was once our sacred symbol... but now 8 has taken it's mantle."

 

"The only way for your kind to be cleansed... is for there to be death. We are it's angels. We are the acolytes: the nephalim. We... are the Mafia. And your sins will be cleansed soon enough".

 

 

End of Scene 1, part 1

 

 

Caboose the Ace, Civilian, Executed by Mafia

 

Suspects

Yoshi1176

Santazer

Axilus Prime

Rue

 

You have 48 hours to vote who dies.

Edited by Elf Destruct
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