[Advanced] Woodstock 1969 Mafia - Town wins

[Pralaya]

 

Rules:

 

1. This will be using the HYBRID HAMMER system.
2. Self vote allowed. 
3. Role claims and character claims are both allowed
4. No discussion of the game outside of the game thread

5. Day phases will be 72 hours and Night will be 18 hours. Weekends will be considered half a day.

6. Don't screen cap or quote your Role PMs in game thread

7. Night actions will all happen at daybreak simultaneously

8. You are allowed one "Bah!" post once you die

5. Editing is allowed, but discretionary
6. Don't get personal !!!

 

Player List:

1. Darthe
2. BFG
3. Drunk Tank
4. Vos
5. Kates
6. Dice
7. Krak
8. AJ
9. Hallia
10. Lenlo
11. Tglems
12. Arsis
13. Csarmi
14. Thane
15. Des
16. Tommy

[Pralaya]

1. Darthe - Mafia Role Cop, killed Night 1
2. BFG - Town Watcher, killed NIght 2
3. Drunk Tank
4. Vos
5. Kates - Town Vanilla, lynched Day 2
6. Dice
7. Krak
8. AJ - Town Vig, committed suicide Night 2
9. Hallia - Town Deputy Cop, night killed Night 1
10. Lenlo - Mafia Goon, lynched Day 1
11. Tglems - Mafia Godfather, modkilled
12. Arsis
13. Csarmi
14. Thane
15. Des
16. Tommy

[Pralaya]

Day 1 Lynch:

http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/topic/90930-advanced-woodstock-1969-mafia-night-1/page-71?do=findComment&comment=3330615

 

Day 1 scene and Night 1 scene:

http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/topic/90930-advanced-woodstock-1969-mafia-night-1/page-83?do=findComment&comment=3331095

[Pralaya]

(Reserved)

[Pralaya]

Don't post until I say so.

[Pralaya]

Year 2033

Harold descended into the bunker, huffing and puffing, sweat dripping from his brows. His downturned mouth and curved brows displayed an expression of concern. He rushed into the laboratry where he saw William concentrating on a strange machinery.

"We have lost, William. Christie and her corps are dead. The Chinese have taken over Washington !"

If the news startled William, it disappeared without any trace. William smiled and went back to his experiments. Harold could see a slight glimmer in his eye as he concentrated on the readings.

"No matter, Harold", William said exuberantly. "What has been done will be undone soon"

"But how? America is gone. We have become minority in our own lands. The Chinese control the north and the Mexicans the south. The Russians and Japanese control what is left of it. We are the only ones of the Patriot Americans left, William. We cannot get back our beloved country !"

William responded with a smirk."While you have all been mindlessly fighting, I was focusing on something important. This device? Do you see it? That is what is going to save us. We are going to rewrite history!"

"History?", asked Harold.

"Think about it, Harold. We were the leaders of the world. We showed our might in the World War II. We were the first country to put a man on the moon. That was our golden generation. And, what did we do after that? We got stoned and got lost in some music and screwed each other !"

William spat on the ground "From a generation of achievers to a generation of losers. The 60s counter culture - the baby boomer generation - was what ruined us, Harold. Utter nonsense of non-violence and flower power. Made us into pussies. Liberalism rose to a level never thought of before and before we could blink, the country was full of Mexicans, Chinese, Indians and the ilk. That was the moment when we lost the country, not now !"

Harold wiped his brow. He was not able to control his sadness. His country was gone and he would be gone soon too. The nostalgia of his childhood swept across his mind. He dropped into his knees and broke into a long cry.

William walked towards him and comforted him with a big grin. "Do you know what this device is? I just tested it and it works ! I integrated the Consciousness Teleporter with the Chronal Observer and generated a miracle. Think about it as a mind control device. But, with the added advantage of using it across time. Heh, mumbo-jumbo, I know. But, basically, I can control anyone in the past to my advantage. Remember when I said about changing history? i literally meant it !"

"Wait, tell me you are joking and just making this up to comfort me". Harold looked at William for a moment and realised he was serious. "So, this really works? How are you going to ... wait, i understand. We go to the past and stop the liberalism before it ever grows big. Wow, wow, wow. I hope this works, William. I think we should go to ... "

"Woodstock". William laughed "Get, Gina and Harry. We are going to Woodstock"

Year 1969

The air tasted of freedom - an atmosphere where people escaped from the confines of their inhibitions. Men and women thronged the farm with cigarette in their hands and joy in their minds. It was an unique adventure for the thousands gathered in the 600 acre farm, a lesson in survival. Clad in casual clothes, some naked, they had pitched their tents in the barely available, rain drenched land. But, what mattered was the camaraderie, the feeling of brotherhood, the freedom to love whatever they desired.

It was in the midst of this chaos that William arrived. At first, he couldn't handle the nausea caused by the heavy smell of alcohol and drugs in the air. He looked at himself - clad in a loose robe, with a multitude of beads hung on the neck. He did not recognize himself but he realized that he was a famous musician, waiting for his turn to play. More than the air, the ambiance made him sick - a display of liberalism at its worst, a generation lost to the idiotic ideology of peace. He could see wasted youth ruining a beautiful town. A careless, undisciplined crowd.

He controlled his anger. Soon, it was going to end.

He caught sight of an unfamiliar face winking at him. Harold in the body of a woman in a strange robe. He walked up to her and slapped her on the back "How does it feel to be a woman, eh?"

"Do you see the monstrosity in front of your eyes? Do you see where we went wrong? We are going to take care of this today. We kill their rock stars. We kill their idols. And, the whole culture will end. End for a better future !

So, my friend. Welcome. Welcome to Woodstock. 3 days of peace murder and music mayhem"

[Pralaya]

The festival begins now 

 

 

(You can all start playing. Deadline will be announced later)

 

(My first modded game. Please be nice :) )

[Cory Caboose]

Final VC Day 1: http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/topic/90930-advanced-woodstock-1969-mafia-day-1/?p=3330615

[Lenlo]

Firs time modding? It's ok Pral, we will try and be gentle.

[Andrej]

I make no such promises.

[Tyler Glembo]

Firs time modding? It's ok Pral, we will try and be gentle.

 

At least till post game.  Then the complaining begins.

[Arsis]

Is it too early to claim galactus?

[Tyler Glembo]

Is it too early to claim galactus?

 

Yes.  Zanube claim is cool tho.

[Arsis]

[v]Lenlo[/v]

[Tommyrod]

[v]Darthe[/v]

[Lenlo]

[v]Lenlo[/v]

Are you a survivor this game?

[nervositee]

Is it too early to claim galactus?

 

Irrelevant

 

Hardclaim: Metallica

[Krakalakachkn]

vote Tom

 

 

 

 

Let's go ahead and get rid of that wifom on D1.

[Arsis]

 

 

[v]Lenlo[/v]

Are you a survivor this game?

Nope

[Arsis]

 

 

Is it too early to claim galactus?

Irrelevant

 

Hardclaim: Metallica

We doing this?

 

Hardclaim Amon Amarth

[Lenlo]

 

 

[v]Lenlo[/v]

Are you a survivor this game?

Nope

 

Well now im disappointed.

[Lenlo]

Hardclaim Billy Ray Cyrus

 

Lets do this.

[BFG]

Hard claim British Rock God

[Tyler Glembo]

Hard Claim Dr Dre

 

Official NWA Action

Kill Lenlo before he can spawn his daughter

[Tommyrod]

"Official NWA Action"

 

Amazing. So many points for you.