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[Basic] Real Genius Mafia - GAME OVER - TOWN AND SURVIVOR WIN


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Good news is that I went 2/6 on a scumteam.  Bad news is that I met BLFG and my life has never been the same.

 

Oh, and we got some new friends and a lot of cool players cause Darthe represented DM well.  It'll never happen again.

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I wanna gooooooo. Sounds like fun.

 

Maybe ill cut the jokes for a year, convince everyone I can be srs and see how that goes. >.>

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Can't decide what's more incredulous. What's coming out of Darthe's mouth, or what's coming out of Len's.

 

 

 

Nyn

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Can't decide what's more incredulous. What's coming out of Darthe's mouth, or what's coming out of Len's.

 

 

 

Nyn

So are you saying not making jokes for a year is a /bad/ thing?

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Good evening bored players. :wub:

 

Sad mod is stuck at work for 3 more hours.

 

Night will end when I get home.

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Good evening bored players. :wub:

 

Sad mod is stuck at work for 3 more hours.

 

Night will end when I get home.

Disappoint.

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So are you saying not making jokes for a year is a /bad/ thing?

 

 

I'm saying I'm getting a flash back from a Friends episode where Chandler makes a bet that he can withhold jokes for a week and fails miserably lol

 

 

 

Nyn

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So its kinda funny. The next person with the most posts besides the mod, is Kaylee with 36.

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Lazlo Hollyfeld was not sleeping.  He didn't even know if it was night or day, for that matter, although he was wearing his pajamas.  He couldn't remember the last time he had slept.  Lazlo was close to a solution, and nothing would distract him from his course.

 

He sat hunched over a keyboard, fingers flying, eyes glued to a pattern of geometric shapes that shifted and swirled in bright colors across the computer monitor. In the background, a bank of computer controlled machines scratched and squeaked as wire arms scribbled an army of ballpoint pens across an endless supply of bright yellow cards, creating handwritten entries for the Frito-Lay Sweepstakes.  Enter as often as you like, no purchase necessary.  

 

He didn't hear the sweepstakes entry machines anymore.  He'd tuned out everything with his focus.  He had been watching Chris, and Mitch, and the others.  He'd seen things that convinced him of a conspiracy that might reach the highest levels of government.  He would have it all figured out shortly, and then he would approach Chris and Mitch with the solution.

 

He was so focused, he didn't hear the distant clank of the rail car carrying someone down from the dorms to his steam tunnel hideaway.  He didn't hear the subtle squeal of an athletic shoe twisting against the concrete floor as the intruder approached his array of equipment. 

 

He did, however, hear the click of the hammer as the revolver pressed against the back of his head.  

 

It was the last thing he heard.

 

 

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Nommy, Lazlo Hollyfeld - Town Cop - has been killed.

 

It is now Day 2.

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