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Despothera's House of the Undead Mafia! Game over! Town wins!!!!!


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Ok since there's under 12 hours left on the clock and Des might come online any moment, and apparantly I'm dying tonight :dry: So I'll just leave this here.

 

I staked Dice this night, so if he ends up as dead mafia in the morning, that's why. It was a pure random thing. I was willing to give Yates the benefit of the doubt; or rather, I figured either he was a zombie-mafia if such a thing exists (thus inkillable for me) or he was misguided town. I don't think he'd gone so hard at me if he was vampire-mafia and at such at risk for being killed by my stake. Ooor that is what he wanted me to think and it's all just one stinking pile of WIFOM and I went into the trap. Meh.  Dice was a total random thing; the whole last Day got kinda messed for me so all my reads are totally off.

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If his claim is true, and he's a town vig, I'm happy I didn't; there's enough with loosing one vig this night because of stupidity.

 

If he is a real Vig then he wouldn't have died if you staked him.

 

^^ This. Ash isn't a vampire. Your reasons for staking Dice are suspect. Unless you are wifoming me. In which case, you should clear that up as your last act before morning.
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If his claim is true, and he's a town vig, I'm happy I didn't; there's enough with loosing one vig this night because of stupidity.

 

SCUMSLIP DETECTED

 

 

Stupid detected? I already said that I had a another stupid-moment there. 

 

 

Can DM please stop messing with Des so I can die and get it over with plz?

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Grinning to himself again, the Rockstar picked up his bass and began tuning it. The day had gone remarkably well for him, he thought. He had carried out actions which had to be carried out earlier, despite what Despothera might have thought at the time, and survived the ordeal relatively unscathed.  It had even been a little fun, using the archaic "boomstick" to dispatch his former master. He knew what had had to be done, and he hoped Despothera was not holding it against him. He had to have known he had it coming, and that if it wasn't Yates it would have been someone else anyways. It was a zombie-eat-werewolf world out here when you consorted with this kind, and you always had to keep an eye open for when someone else eventually tried taking you out to further their own name in the Undead Leaderboards.

 

Speaking of keeping an eye open, Yates saw a shadow fall outside his door, and braced himself. When the door opened however, a mousey looking old woman was all that came through. Laughing a bit at how he would let such an unassuming old woman let him get spooked, he returned to his tuning.

 

"Get a bit lost, old woman? If you are looking for some prune juice, there might be some in the fridge downstairs. Now would you leave me alone? I'm kinda busy." Yates said offhand to the woman, preparing for another of his private concerts for the night.

 

"Your insults and tricks have no effect on me, you spawn of Satan! I have dealt with the likes of you before. I dispatched the Knights In Satan's Service, and I shall have no trouble shutting you down as well!" the older woman replied. Without hesitating, she walked forward and picked up the PBR Yates had set down, and poured its contents all over his amp and switchboard.

 

Yates started as he saw sparks and steam rising from the electrical components. The old bat had wrecked his gear! He felt his anger boiling up inside him and he saw the woman pick up a sign that read "Music of the day is corrupting our youth!" across it and form a one-woman picket line. He could not believe the nerve of the woman! Letting his rage spill over, he grasped the hefty bass guitar in both hands, and swung it savagely towards the older woman's head. It connected with a sickening crack, and her knees buckled as she fell to the ground in a heap of convulsions.

 

The guitar itself hadn't suffered any noticeable damage on the outside, but Yates knew from the sound of stuff jangling around inside that it would likely take some extensive work before he could play on it again. Realization dawning on him, Yates' eyes bulged outwards. He had said at many a show that the guitar was him, that it was an extension of his being. He hadn't been lying either. Feeling robbed of such a central part of his ethereal essence, Yates stood horrified as he watched his corporeal being slowly fade away.

 

RTE: Mrs. Bruce, Conservative Parent and Town Heroic Vig, has been Night Killed.

 

Yates: Rockstar, ability to Distract with Bass Solo, has had his concert shut down (he's dead).

 


 

It is now Day. Deadline is here

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Official Vote Count:
 
 
With 12 alive, it takes 7 to lynch.
 
Not voting: Turin, Peace, Tiinker, Mish, Wombat, Berf, Rorschach, Basel, Hallia, Dice, Cloud, BG (12)

Day 4 deadline is here




First one to say what movie Mrs. Bruce came from gets 5 BT points from me
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