[Advanced] US Presidents Mafia - MAFIA WIN

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Introduction

It happened in the middle of the night, when no one was watching. A large white cube appeared in front of the Washington Monument out of no where; one second there was nothing there, and the next it popped into existence. For weeks it stood there, lacking walls, windows, or even seams

Immediately, every resource available was put to use in trying to figure out what it was. No one without the proper credentials could get within 50 feet of it. Blowtorches nor drills could not penetrate its surfaces. It emitted no radiation, no heat, not even any electricity. Everyone was confounded, and day by day the public demanded answers. Answers the government could not provide. And so, on February 17th, 2013, President Barack Obama addressed the public, letting them know that this was not a terrorist attack, nor did they think it was a threat. That night, he went to sleep after a long day spent with every major power player in Washington D.C. trying to figure out what to do with the cube. They had decided to try and airlift it off of the field and move it to a more secure location for further studying.

Unfortunately, that was the night that President Barack Obama went missing. Somehow the news leaked before the White House could put out a cover story, and conspiracy theories involving the cube went rampant. The people were scared. No one denied that his disappearance was related to the cube, even if they were hesitant to voice it. Everyone was being questioned, some more than others. Acting President Joe Biden himself sat in the room as Michelle Obama was interrogated for over an hour.

Of course, no one knew that what was going on inside the cube was far more disconcerting. Barack Obama woke up in an exact replica of his room. Figuring that Michelle had gotten up early to tend to her garden, he stretched and changed into a suit, getting ready for the day. But when he stepped out into the hall, he gasped in shock. This wasn't the White House! He had an inkling of where he was at because of the pure white walls that stretched on and on until they hit a doorway. Even the floor and the ceiling was white. Curiously, there were doors spaced out along the corridor, too. Hesitantly, Barack Obama began making his way to the first door on the right, but just before he reached it, the door opposite opened. This time, Obama did more than gasp. He let out a small curse, as he gazed on a lookalike of Abraham Lincoln. As he spluttered, trying to ask who this man was, the rest of the doors began to open, revealing more men who looked like previous US Presidents. Some of them looked at each other in shock and began to talk. Others were as confused as Obama.

Hours later, eighteen Presidents sat around a large round table that was found in the room at the end of the hall. They looked at each other in silence, remembering the recording that had played at the center of the table

Part 1

It didn't take too long for order to be restored after the initial panic upon entering the large room. They sat around the table there, with just enough seats to seat each of them. No one thought it was a coincidence. Eventually, one of them noticed the recorder sitting in the center of the table, and they listened to the message. No one recognized the crackly voice.

Welcome, Leaders, for truly, each and every one of you has been a leader of one of the greatest nations on Earth. You have all been brought here to pay for your crimes.&quot

It was simple, short, and extremely disconcerting. Who knew what they were dealing with? Each of them had been pulled from their own time, whether their bodies or their </span>consciousness, no one could tell. They all seemed to be there as they were in the prime of their presidencies. After a full day of deliberating, they could find no answer to who had brought them there or how. They could find no way out, even their windows were some intricate fakes. They showed a clear blue sky, and let light in, but felt like concrete.


President Obama

President Obama woke up with a start, drenched in sweat, his heart racing. He hit the button on his nightstand and his personal assistant came in. But, how could he be here in the - no, it must have been a dream.  The weather looked great from his bedroom window - obviously the 387 executive orders he put in place the previous day had fixed the pesky global warming.  He had also just gotten paid - the economy was already looking better than ever! TSA was holding down the airports and since no one had guns anymore, there was nothing to fret about. No, no... today was a beautiful day for golf.

Oh the twenty-second hole (he had time to play two rounds, since there was nothing to do today), he went to plant his tee in the ground. As he came up, his eyes caught the sunlight and he was temporarily blinded. Suddenly, he grabbed his chest and fell back on to his tee, as cold, empty, and lifeless as his promises.


President Clinton

In November of 1995, Monica Lewinsky and President Bill Clinton began to kiss passionately. Everything told him this was wrong, but he was enjoying himself too much. And he was sure this little flip skirt was enjoying attention from the most powerful man in the world. After she left, he sat at his desk grinning. This was turning out to be a pretty good gig in the White House. When the lights suddenly flicked out, he jumped in his seat. A circuit must have tripped somewhere; he would wait a few minutes in the dark to just enjoy himself. Unfortunately, he never saw the man pop into the room. An explosion rocked President Clinton back in seat, and for a brief instant, pain radiated down from his head. Another jerk of his head and he was dead in seconds


President Franklin D. Roosevelt

President Franklin D. Roosevelt had the oddest dream during his fourth term as head honcho of this great nation. He shrugged it off and went back to work, which he loved. Oh sure, it was tiring most days and he had to deal with a lot of stubborn people, but he loved leading America. He started some cool programs, and he was even fighting a war. And winning, if he could say so himself, and he was sure it would be over soon, if all plans went accordingly.
He was on his way to a cabinet meeting when it happened. Nothing could describe the pain he felt before his brains splatter all over the wall. Why no one had been with him to prevent this was a mystery


President Teddy Roosevelt

President Theodore Roosevelt, or so he would be again if he got his way, screamed slightly as he woke up. What a crazy dream, it was so vivid, but made absolutely no sense - a black President?! He put that out of his mind and went back to preparing for his speech in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Later, after he had had reviewed the 50-page behemoth of speech several times, he took out his speech and his glasses and left them on the podium, though he knew he didn't need to. Something felt wrong, but he let it lie. Suddenly, a man stood up and all Teddy felt was his life draining away. The bullet went straight through where the speech and his glasses were, killing him within minutes

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RULES
 

1. We are the Mod God and Goddess. What she says, I say. And what either of us say, goes. You can file form DM 375 if you have a complaint. 

2. You cannot Role claim (see HERE for clarification), but you can Character claim. (i.e. I am President Edward Peña). 

3. No editing. Just stahp.

4. No communicating with anyone unless you are specifically told you can in your Role PM by either of the Mods. Do not quote or relay in any way communications from the Mod or other players from outside of the game thread unto the game thread. 

5. One Bah post. No revealing info. You know the drill. Consequences if so. 

7. Submit your NAs via your Role PM. If you intend not to use your NA, please let us know. It will hasten the Night phase. 

8. Be active! Not sexually while you're playing, though. I'm sure your partner would look at you weird if you were reading Mafia while - *cough* Anyways, play the game or ask to be replaced! 

9. Each Day, you are voting to Elect a President. Please BOLD and COLOR your votes. Use red. Please write "UNVOTE" before any unvotes. (i.e. Vote Kate or Unvote Eddie)

10. This is a hammer game with a deadline. Once the hammer falls, no unvotes will be allowed, even if neither of us is on to post the scene. Choose wisely. Just don't take too long, random players could die if you don't reach a majority before the deadline.

11. Days will be at least 72 hours and Nights 48 hours unless otherwise specified or altered for weekends/holidays. 

12. No personal attacks and such. You're all grown ups, but I won't hesitate to yell at you and spank you in front of the others. 

13. Did you notice number six was missing? Welcome to hellville. 



***NOTE***
Political memes are approved. Go ahead and post some. But no D&D in the game. Just joke and move on. 
Or you will find yourself having moved on from life. 

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Players

1. Darthe, President Barack Obama, Obamanator, No Alignment at Death (Innocent) - NK N1
2. John Snow, President John F. Kennedy, 2x SK, Guilty - N3 NK 
3. Red2111 Darthe 2.0, President Franklin D. Roosevelt, Innocent - D2 Elect
4. Tiinker Darthe 3.0, President John Quincy Adams, Innocent - D3 Kill
5. Basel Gill
6. peacesells  Darthe 4.0, President Richard Nixon, Innocent - D3 Elect
7. Lenlo, Andrew Jackson, Phoenix, Innocent - N6 NK
8. Song of Ice and Fire, Dwight Eisenhower, Cop, Innocent - N5 NK
9. dapianoplay3r, President George W. Bush, Overhearer, Innocent - N4 NK
10. Nolder Darthe V
11. Amadine, President Thomas Jefferson, Innocent - D7 Elect
12. Misheru Sedai, President Ronald Reagan, Innocent - D5 Elect
13. Dicetosser1, President John Adams, Innocent - D6 Elect 
14. RandA lThor, President Bill Clinton, Doctor, Innocent - D2 Kill
15. Sakaea
16. Hallia dapianoplay3r 
17. ReleaseTheEvil, President James Garfield, Sympathizer, Guilty - D4 Elect
18. WolfbrotherKronos, President Theodore Roosevelt, Bulletproof, Innocent - D2 Elect VP

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Day 1 - No Elected President
Night 1 - Darthe NKed
Day 2 - RandA lThor Killed
Day 2 - Red Darthe 2.0 Elected President; WolfbrotherKronos Elected Vice President
Night 2
Day 3 - Tiinker Darthe 3.0 Killed

Day 3 - peace Darthe 4.0 Elected

Night 3 - John Snow NKed

Day 4 - RTE Elected

Night 4 - Piano NKed

Day 5 - Mish Elected

Night 5 - Song NKed

Day 6 - Dice Elected

Night 6 - Lenlo NKed

Day 7 - Ama Elected

Night 7 - Darthe NKed (Kae dies, Mafia wins)

[John Snow]

First!

[peacesells]

Yo

[WolfbrotherKronos]

Second!

[WolfbrotherKronos]

and ninja'd by Peace

[Andrej]

Ninja'd WBK lol

 

Signing in.

[hotpocket2006]

Wewt. Moar mafia.

[ReleaseTheEvil]

Why hello der!

[Hallia]

Play ALLLLLL the mafia games!

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Did you all read the Rules?

 

[John Snow]

 

[Hallia]

Aye sir!

[hotpocket2006]

I did not read the rules. I'm a rebel.

[Tiinker]

Cool kids don't read rules.

[peacesells]

I did not read the rules. I'm a rebel.

Confederates are SCUM!

[hotpocket2006]

Also what if one has a problem with the rules, if one did read them?

[hotpocket2006]

 

I did not read the rules. I'm a rebel.

Confederates are SCUM!

 

THe Soth will rise again!

[hotpocket2006]

 

 

I did not read the rules. I'm a rebel.

Confederates are SCUM!

 

THe Soth will rise again!

 South even.

[John Snow]

 

 

I did not read the rules. I'm a rebel.

Confederates are SCUM!

 

THe Soth will rise again!

 

The Soth? are those Sith Socks?

[Basel Gill]

Role PMs out!

Good God, creating 18 Draft PMs and then sending them all is a pain, even with copying and pasting everything!

 

 

READ THE RULES!

And Understand them!

 

If you have any questions, you can ask them here or in your Role PM.

 

One of these days I'm going to try writing out draft PMs in advance. So far every single game I've modded has wound up with me writing the role PMs by hand as the game starts.

 

 

 

I did not read the rules. I'm a rebel.

Confederates are SCUM!

 

THe Soth will rise again!

 

So, the Civil War was between the Union Jedi and redneck Southern Sith?

[ed2funy]

You can ask about the rules. 

 

Break them, and you perish! :evillaugh: 

[peacesells]

Sounds like it.