90's Action Hero Mafia - Game Over - Mafia Wins

[Verbal32]

Any other attempts to discredit me you'd like to take?  I'll smash those into pieces, too.

[RandA lThor]

Are we the only ones waiting around for day, I feel so alone haha. Darthe writing up an epic right now

[Darthe]

Compromised from the start.  The sentence hung in his head as the silence stretched.  

 

What the hell was he getting himself involved in?  Jacobs looked his perp over once more, his eyes finding new layers of detail in the mysterious man across from him.  Body turned towards the door, always ready for the threat.  Hands cuffed to the metal desk, but with all of the chain pulled to one side to give him a bit of slack if he needed to move, or to throw something.  A hidden weapon perhaps?  The blood-crusted, torn shirt he was wearing occasionally revealed a matching wound underneath, but despite his situation this fellow looked as nonchalant as if he were taking a walk in the park.  Jacobs wasn't sure if he really cared about his lost teammate or if it was all an act.  

 

He waved a hand over his head and a moment later the rookie walked in, staring at this guy like he was straight out of an action movie.  

 

"Hey rook, can you bring officer John and I a cup of coffee please?"  He hated using the kid like this, but there wasn’t time for anything else. He needed to stall for a break to collect his thoughts. Besides, he needed a second alone.  A stony-faced nod and the door closed again, leaving Jacobs and John in silence.  

 

"I heard about something like this once before," Jacobs started. "A team, elite team, brought together but someone else is pulling the strings.  Patient zero implies there are more to come, and I'm sure you wanna get into all of that, but before you go any further I gotta know something and I need you to be very clear in your answer.  Is this game over?"

 

John gave him a look-over as if he were seeing him for the first time.  He held that for only a moment before flicking his eyes towards the camera, subtly.  

 

"I got that covered.  The kid's loyal, the whole damn system's so old it's still recording on a VHS in the other room.  You're safe for now."

 

A nod, and John sat back in his chair again.  He seemed to relax a bit for the first time since he'd been brought in, taking a moment to stretch his muscles and even close his eyes.  Finally, he began to speak, a soft growl that could almost have been a whisper.  

 

"Sorry to say I don't think so.  Keep your eye out for a Falken, if you wanna stay alive.  I-" Light cut into the room as the door opened again, Jacoby obediently delivering two styrofoam cups, wisps of steam curling out of their tops. By the time Jacobs turned his head back, John was in his old position, rigid as ever.

 

Jacobs took a sip and blanched, the rookie'd brought him decaf.  John started back into his story.

 

"You can imagine the ride back was unpleasant.  We had almost nothing to go on but a clue and a prayer, and most of us didn't pray.  Our handler from the agency got to work tracking down the wargames reference and the team all found an opportunity to check in on their families.  While they took their turns at phone access on JBSA first class, I watched.  And so did Sprout."

 

"Sprout?" he asked.  "I need names John."

 

"I'll give you what I can here.  We all had codenames, industry standard, and some people never went by anything else in the years I knew them.  Mason went by Gaoler."  Jacobs nodded, taking what he could for now.  "So.  Sprout had noticed, maybe the same thing I had, maybe something different.  I knew I'd need to follow up there, but first I wanted to get what I could from the phone calls.  In short, several of the team couldn't reach whatever loved one they called.  Flash, Strummer, Bedrock, Gump... All called Southern States home, all East coast.  The Agency had people at those homes before we could've gotten the plane refueled, but it didn't satisfy any of those poor souls to see the footage as CIA grunts combed their homes.  Their families, wives, kids, co-ed 'bestie' in one case, gone.  At every single house someone had spray painted a stencil on the walls.  A letter for each of them, N, M, R, A.  Military stencil, not just roughed on."  

 

"Just reinforcing that this was always the plan.  They knew the houses they were hitting, the efforts were coordinated." he said.

 

John nodded.  "That our homes weren't being watched already was a shock to us, it's standard to have protection.  Especially on assignment.  An oversight, or inside help?  Sprout was putting together the pieces, I could see the puzzle forming together in their mind.  But I didn't trust.  That's the insidious thing in this line of work, you can never fully trust.  Those four wanted to head off immediately, but there was just no leaving until we had a clearer sense of direction.  I watched them all night, while the others slept.  It was under the guise of wanting to assist, but my real intention was to catch an inside man.  Misdirection."  He somberly shook his head. 

 

"By the time Dusty and I went to get a few hours of sleep the deed was already done.  Slacks was found hanging from the rafters in the barracks, not a single clue left behind except the L carved into his chest.  They were taunting us.  We overturned every corner, woke every single person, reviewed every camera.  Not a shoe-print, hair, spot of blood, nothing was out of place.  Dusty started futile compressions when we got him cut down.  His fist was smeared with blood.  Ten seconds passed.  I thought for sure he was gone, but with a start Slacks shot up, sucking in air.  Dusty is truly a miracle worker.  Not long after that I received a text on my phone.  Both of us did."

 

You lingered too long, so a debt has been paid,

Hung from your barracks, a body was laid.

Carved with a letter,

Part of the clock’s tether,

Now chase down the hour we’ve made.

 

The hair was standing on Jacobs arms,  "Jesus.  What the hell does that mean?"

 

"L.  The letter L.  Short hand, and long hand.  Three o'clock.  We had three rats in our midst.  More important though, they didn't know about Dusty yet.  If we could play our cards right, we had an advantage."  

 

In the room behind him, a clock ticked. Once. Twice. Thrice.  The young Officer Jacoby, watching from the other side of the glass, shivered at the coincidence.  

 

Jacobs felt, for the first time, that he might not be ready for the answers he was asking for.

 

It is now Day Two.

Day ends in 48 hours.

Edited April 26 by Darthe

[Lenlo]

 

Goated doc

[RandA lThor]

NO WAY, lfgggg

[RandA lThor]

Also fantastic writing Darthe, worth every second of the wait 🙏🏾

 

Let's build on our successes

 

Vore: DPR

 

 

[RandA lThor]

Whoopsies, unfortunate typo, thank god that didn't happen earlier 😅

 

Vote: DPR

[Lenlo]

  On 4/23/2025 at 12:53 AM, RandA lThor said:

Vore: DPR

 

 

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[RandA lThor]

@Ithillian Turambar I suspect you may have more to say now that its day?

[DPR]

@dicetosser1 you’re up. Watcha got? 

[DPR]

  On 4/23/2025 at 12:54 AM, RandA lThor said:

Whoopsies, unfortunate typo, thank god that didn't happen earlier 😅

 

Vote: DPR

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Easy now, boy. Why don’t we see all of the info before you have a spasm?

[RandA lThor]

If Dice is actually cop and got a red peek on top of what Im assuming is a successful doc save, we are rollinnn

[RandA lThor]

  On 4/23/2025 at 12:57 AM, DPR said:

Easy now, boy. Why don’t we see all of the info before you have a spasm?

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Dw I can change my vote if Dice drops some juicy info, we ain't gonna get a train on you THAT fast (unfortunately).

[Darthe]

  On 4/22/2025 at 9:32 PM, Ithillian Turambar said:

Darthe don't care.

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[RandA lThor]

  On 4/23/2025 at 1:02 AM, Darthe said:

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God, not you too 😂 My roommate is a huge Wubby stan

[Darthe]

  On 4/22/2025 at 10:23 PM, Turin Turambar said:

OK.  Hi. I asked Darthe some questions and he gave me answers, finally ( I know you're busy Darthe, I'm just needy)

 

Turn your heads because there be setup/mechanics talk here.

 

The condemner is actually I guess a Hunter. They are looking to kill their target at night. They target a person at night and if that person is their target, that person dies. If not then nothing happens. At least unless they become a SK.

They only know the targets character name so character claiming might be a bad idea.

 

The Hider will not die if they try to hide behind mafia, so that is not a way to try to check alignments. 

 

Those are the two big things that were not clear ( at least to me) from the OP rules and setup information. 

 

I was confused so I asked. The kind mod gave answers. 

 

I think this makes me look a little differently at the people that didn't do very much on D1. Someone's game is mostly staying alive to take pot shots at night.

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  On 4/22/2025 at 10:28 PM, RandA lThor said:

V useful ty, and I'm laughing at the whole struggle between 12 of 13 players going back and forth while one person is just rando guessing the character they've been given every night. Kinda gives me Ed vibes lmfao

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  On 4/22/2025 at 10:29 PM, DPR said:

I thought the Condemner had to get their target lynched? As in, they already know who the target is.  Did Darthe modify the role? 

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  On 4/22/2025 at 10:39 PM, Turin Turambar said:

Apparently.  Even as mod Darthe gonna Darthe.

 

You can ask him. Maybe he will tell you something  different.  I never know with Darthe. 

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  On 4/22/2025 at 10:44 PM, Ithillian Turambar said:

I thought that too. I looked it up when turin mentioned it on the thread and it says they have to be on the Lynch of their target. So I was figuring the non voters probs not the condemn dude.

 

But this messes up that thought.

 

It's just that I would have thought any modification to the role would have been explained. 

 

It seems to be a bit like my Aaron Burr who could only kill Hamilton, apart from he only had one shot. Did that actually have a proper name?

 

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  On 4/22/2025 at 10:58 PM, DPR said:

We can ask - I just didn’t know if he might have mentioned it. 

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  On 4/22/2025 at 10:58 PM, DPR said:

I forget what that variation is called

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  On 4/22/2025 at 11:06 PM, DPR said:

@Darthe are you at liberty to explain the Condemner role in more detail? Specifically, Is the target killed by NA or lynch? 

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So here's the thing.  Sometimes, when you're making up a mafia game on the fly because your ole pals have some weird aversion to cults or whatever, you see a new role.  And sometimes, when reading what that role is on the mafiascum wiki you maybe skim a bit, maybe read the sample role PM down at the bottom and misinterpret the night action from the example where they were also a role cop, normal stuff. 

So then it takes you like, until a bunch of your players point it out, to realize that you built the role to be a serial killer who's kills only go through if they hit the right *character* which you randomly selected pre-game, when it was supposed to be based on a lynch.

Anyhow, not that any of that would ever happen to me, but if it did that'd be real embarrassing and I also wouldn't be able to change it so we'd all have to live with it. 

[Darthe]

Glad we're all on the same page now.

[RandA lThor]

I like the whimsy of this version more honestly lmfao, great purposeful change

[ed2funy]

Aaahahahahahahahhaha this is epic 

[ed2funy]

  On 4/23/2025 at 1:09 AM, Darthe said:

Glad we're all on the same page now.

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It’s okay, you’re pretty too 

[ed2funy]

Also 10000% willing to lynch DPR if dice doesn’t haven’t something. With another 0 on that 

[Darthe]

Whyyyyyy do I have a meeting at 9:30 PM?  lololololol ya'll are keeping me sane (it's relative)

[Lenlo]

  On 4/23/2025 at 1:21 AM, Darthe said:

Whyyyyyy do I have a meeting at 9:30 PM?  lololololol ya'll are keeping me sane (it's relative)

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I know the feeling, I had an 8:00pm meeting that almost caused me to miss NoVa Open tickets.

[DPR]

  On 4/23/2025 at 1:08 AM, Darthe said:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So here's the thing.  Sometimes, when you're making up a mafia game on the fly because your ole pals have some weird aversion to cults or whatever, you see a new role.  And sometimes, when reading what that role is on the mafiascum wiki you maybe skim a bit, maybe read the sample role PM down at the bottom and misinterpret the night action from the example where they were also a role cop, normal stuff. 

So then it takes you like, until a bunch of your players point it out, to realize that you built the role to be a serial killer who's kills only go through if they hit the right *character* which you randomly selected pre-game, when it was supposed to be based on a lynch.

Anyhow, not that any of that would ever happen to me, but if it did that'd be real embarrassing and I also wouldn't be able to change it so we'd all have to live with it. 

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But the details tho…

[Darthe]

Official Vote Count

 

DPR (1/7): Rand

 

 

Not Voting: Ithi, Dice, Turin, Nyn, DPR, Verb, Len, Ed, Key, Tig, Heavy

 

With 12 alive it takes 7 to lynch.

 

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