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So what can I do as a Zombie. Do they have special powers or something?
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RineyLame im a fuckin townie like always.
Greo usually ran the best speed mafia games
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Darn it. I'm the confuser again... wait, what?
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OlimarandLouieDarn it. I'm the confuser again... wait, what?
No way, I'm the confuser! LYNCH OLIMAR!!!
Seriously though, please PM me your roles so I can figure out who the mafia is.
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DevliNSo what can I do as a Zombie. Do they have special powers or something?
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DevliNSo what can I do as a Zombie. Do they have special powers or something?
Zombies make other zombies, just like humans make othe rpeople.. get it? Get well soon Sonlin. -Dok.
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I order you to forgive yourself!
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NormZOMBIE – The zombie shall play like a normal townsperson. That is, until he is killed. The ZOMBIE's special power is called “Vengeance” and it can work in one of two ways. If you were killed by a night hit, you will rise from the dead on the next night and slay he who has slain you. If you were killed by method of lynching, you will be granted the pleasure of avenging yourself through the killing of ANY OTHER LIVING PLAYER (yes, that includes the Mayor) chosen by you by stating their name via PM.
It's a little bit like the bomber but with a little extra when lynched.
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DevliNSo what can I do as a Zombie. Do they have special powers or something?
Nice try
Now nobody will try to kill DevliN.
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DevliNSo what can I do as a Zombie. Do they have special powers or something?
Nice try
Now nobody will try to kill DevliN.
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AposWouldn't it be funny if he really was a Zombie?
What time zone are you, Norm?
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Nasus got janned.
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DevliNSo what can I do as a Zombie. Do they have special powers or something?
Nice try
Now nobody will try to kill DevliN.
Oh you meant in-game. Yeah... funny...
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Night One - November 16th, 2038
Having just returned what was probably the greatest Heavy Metal show he'd been to in a while, Norm found himself once again relaxing the shit out of his comfy chair like you wouldn't believe. It was two-thirty in the morning, and he was tired as hell.
Norm's official relaxing room was on the top floor of the Norm-opolis. His comfy chair was positioned in what many people would consider the perfect spot. From there you sit back, relax, and look down at the night lights of Awesometown – which was exactly what Norm was doing. “Yeah, being the Mayor is pretty sweet!” His voice echoed through the halls of the Norm-opolis with a righteous intensity. He took a swig of MD and gazed out the window with a smile.
When he had reached the perfect point of relaxation, a faint noise from up above caused Norm to leap from his chair. “Shit!” he yelled, “This soon? You can't be serious.” Without hesitation, he yanked open the drawer to his desk and took out an envelope. He stuffed it in the pocket of his lucky leather jacket and sprinted toward the roof access.
He climbed the ladder to the roof and kicked open a hatch. “Alright, you piece of shit! Why don't you show yourself so we can hurry up and get this over with!?” He yelled out into the cold air. It was starting to snow, but Norm was too pissed to care about the weather.
His eyes darted across the massive roof of the Norm-opolis in search of his opponent. His fists were clenched - his intensity rising. “You deaf or something? I don't have time to waste on second rate assassins!”
“Second rate?” An almost familiar voice rang from above.
Norm looked up quickly to see some kind of giant robot mechanism about to fall on top of him. He raced to the other side of the roof to avoid being smashed. “Dammit!” he yelled, diving to the floor. He took a moment to get back on his feet. “Really?” he asked, “They have robot assassins now?”
The eyes of the creature started to glow a shade of deep red. It looked at it's target. “Cyborg, actually, and don't you recognize me? It's been a while since we've seen each other, so I guess I can understand if you don't.”
Well I definitely recognize that annoying voice.
Norm squinted to get a better look at his opponent. Massive robotic limbs – an 8 foot tall death machine.
“Look closely at the face,” the cyborg laughed.
Norm stepped back in disbelief. “MISS MARBERG!? WHAT THE FUCK I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!” It was indeed a nightmare from Norm's past, the vile Miss Marberg. Yeah, it was her alright except this time, in giant cyborg form. “I don't get it... I thought you were dead for sure.”
“Nearly dead, thanks to you,” She replied, “but they found me...”
“You mean, The School Board!?”
“Yeah, it was over thirty years ago that The School Board found me hanging onto life by a thread. They took me to their headquarters and gladly prepared this new body for me. There was just one condition...”
Norm stared at the robotic freak. “And that was...?”
Miss Marberg laughed fiendishly. “I have to give you a message, so here it is: Norm, today was the last day you were permitted to live!”
Norm stood still for a moment, then finally chuckled to himself. “Alright,” he said taking off his leather jacket and throwing it on the ground, “I already took you out once. I can sure as hell do it again!”
“You cocky little shit! You won't get so lucky this time.”
They sprinted toward each other. Norm took three paper footballs from his pocket and threw them at his foe. All three made direct contact, but Marberg wasn't phased.
“Idiot. This new body is paperproof – just for you!”
Norm shook his head and drew three more paper footballs. “Good!” he yelled, “because those were just warm-ups!” With that, he channeled his intensity into his tiny weapons and unleashed them once again. They made direct contact with his foe, resulting in tiny explosions.
Miss Marberg continued to laugh. She didn't feel a thing. “You think your same old tricks are going to work this time? This new body is intensityproof as well. You cannot hurt me!” She extended her arm as it changed shape into something else that Norm was quiet familiar with: Miss Marberg's trusty shotgun.
“You gotta be kidding me,” said Norm. He managed to dodge one close range attack and sprinted away in an attempt to keep his distance. Miss Marberg fired a second shell, and this time, Norm barely felt the force in his side. “Heh, I guess it's a good thing I'm wearing my bulletproof leather jacket,” he said, moving his hand toward his side where he felt the hit. It was only a split second later that he realized that he just threw that jacket on the ground. He looked down at where the metal had pierced his flesh. “Holy shit!” he screamed.
Miss Marberg put the gun away and walked over to Norm – who was crouching on the ground holding his ribs in pain. She grabbed him by the head and lifted him off the ground until they were looking at each other eye to eye. “Finally,” she grinned. “Norman, I have waited over thirty years to finally have the opportunity end your life once and for all!”
Norm stared at her in silence.
“Let me tell you how you're going to die,” continued Miss Marberg. “First, I am going to smash your skull into a fine powder. Then, I'm going to take what's left of your body downstairs into your music room where your corpse can watch as I destroy each and everyone piece of your Metal collection!”
“You... bitch,” said Norm between his teeth. “I am going to punch you in the face SO HARD that your circuits will break!!!” He focused all his energy into one punch directly into Miss Marberg's face. Her grip let loose and Norm fell to the ground. He managed to smile at his victory for a only a moment before he realized that two tons of steel was about to come crashing down on him. He tried to move out of the way, but it was too late. His legs were caught under the disabled cyborg.
A minute passed before he heard the voice again.
“Norman....” started Miss Marberg.
“What do you want now?”
“Isn't it ironic?”
“What, that I once again kicked your ass?”
“No,” she said. For the first time ever, she was actually smiling. “That this time, it's you who dies in an explosion.”
The roof of the Norm-opolis was consumed in a roaring fire.
Post has been edited 4 time(s), last time on Aug 29 2010, 7:34 pm by Norm.
Having just returned what was probably the greatest Heavy Metal show he'd been to in a while, Norm found himself once again relaxing the shit out of his comfy chair like you wouldn't believe. It was two-thirty in the morning, and he was tired as hell.
Norm's official relaxing room was on the top floor of the Norm-opolis. His comfy chair was positioned in what many people would consider the perfect spot. From there you sit back, relax, and look down at the night lights of Awesometown – which was exactly what Norm was doing. “Yeah, being the Mayor is pretty sweet!” His voice echoed through the halls of the Norm-opolis with a righteous intensity. He took a swig of MD and gazed out the window with a smile.
When he had reached the perfect point of relaxation, a faint noise from up above caused Norm to leap from his chair. “Shit!” he yelled, “This soon? You can't be serious.” Without hesitation, he yanked open the drawer to his desk and took out an envelope. He stuffed it in the pocket of his lucky leather jacket and sprinted toward the roof access.
He climbed the ladder to the roof and kicked open a hatch. “Alright, you piece of shit! Why don't you show yourself so we can hurry up and get this over with!?” He yelled out into the cold air. It was starting to snow, but Norm was too pissed to care about the weather.
His eyes darted across the massive roof of the Norm-opolis in search of his opponent. His fists were clenched - his intensity rising. “You deaf or something? I don't have time to waste on second rate assassins!”
“Second rate?” An almost familiar voice rang from above.
Norm looked up quickly to see some kind of giant robot mechanism about to fall on top of him. He raced to the other side of the roof to avoid being smashed. “Dammit!” he yelled, diving to the floor. He took a moment to get back on his feet. “Really?” he asked, “They have robot assassins now?”
The eyes of the creature started to glow a shade of deep red. It looked at it's target. “Cyborg, actually, and don't you recognize me? It's been a while since we've seen each other, so I guess I can understand if you don't.”
Well I definitely recognize that annoying voice.
Norm squinted to get a better look at his opponent. Massive robotic limbs – an 8 foot tall death machine.
“Look closely at the face,” the cyborg laughed.
Norm stepped back in disbelief. “MISS MARBERG!? WHAT THE FUCK I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!” It was indeed a nightmare from Norm's past, the vile Miss Marberg. Yeah, it was her alright except this time, in giant cyborg form. “I don't get it... I thought you were dead for sure.”
“Nearly dead, thanks to you,” She replied, “but they found me...”
“You mean, The School Board!?”
“Yeah, it was over thirty years ago that The School Board found me hanging onto life by a thread. They took me to their headquarters and gladly prepared this new body for me. There was just one condition...”
Norm stared at the robotic freak. “And that was...?”
Miss Marberg laughed fiendishly. “I have to give you a message, so here it is: Norm, today was the last day you were permitted to live!”
Norm stood still for a moment, then finally chuckled to himself. “Alright,” he said taking off his leather jacket and throwing it on the ground, “I already took you out once. I can sure as hell do it again!”
“You cocky little shit! You won't get so lucky this time.”
They sprinted toward each other. Norm took three paper footballs from his pocket and threw them at his foe. All three made direct contact, but Marberg wasn't phased.
“Idiot. This new body is paperproof – just for you!”
Norm shook his head and drew three more paper footballs. “Good!” he yelled, “because those were just warm-ups!” With that, he channeled his intensity into his tiny weapons and unleashed them once again. They made direct contact with his foe, resulting in tiny explosions.
Miss Marberg continued to laugh. She didn't feel a thing. “You think your same old tricks are going to work this time? This new body is intensityproof as well. You cannot hurt me!” She extended her arm as it changed shape into something else that Norm was quiet familiar with: Miss Marberg's trusty shotgun.
“You gotta be kidding me,” said Norm. He managed to dodge one close range attack and sprinted away in an attempt to keep his distance. Miss Marberg fired a second shell, and this time, Norm barely felt the force in his side. “Heh, I guess it's a good thing I'm wearing my bulletproof leather jacket,” he said, moving his hand toward his side where he felt the hit. It was only a split second later that he realized that he just threw that jacket on the ground. He looked down at where the metal had pierced his flesh. “Holy shit!” he screamed.
Miss Marberg put the gun away and walked over to Norm – who was crouching on the ground holding his ribs in pain. She grabbed him by the head and lifted him off the ground until they were looking at each other eye to eye. “Finally,” she grinned. “Norman, I have waited over thirty years to finally have the opportunity end your life once and for all!”
Norm stared at her in silence.
“Let me tell you how you're going to die,” continued Miss Marberg. “First, I am going to smash your skull into a fine powder. Then, I'm going to take what's left of your body downstairs into your music room where your corpse can watch as I destroy each and everyone piece of your Metal collection!”
“You... bitch,” said Norm between his teeth. “I am going to punch you in the face SO HARD that your circuits will break!!!” He focused all his energy into one punch directly into Miss Marberg's face. Her grip let loose and Norm fell to the ground. He managed to smile at his victory for a only a moment before he realized that two tons of steel was about to come crashing down on him. He tried to move out of the way, but it was too late. His legs were caught under the disabled cyborg.
A minute passed before he heard the voice again.
“Norman....” started Miss Marberg.
“What do you want now?”
“Isn't it ironic?”
“What, that I once again kicked your ass?”
“No,” she said. For the first time ever, she was actually smiling. “That this time, it's you who dies in an explosion.”
The roof of the Norm-opolis was consumed in a roaring fire.
Post has been edited 4 time(s), last time on Aug 29 2010, 7:34 pm by Norm.
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Night One, Part Two
Norm, the beloved mayor of Awesometown was found dead this morning on the roof of the Norm-opolis. Nobody knows for certain who is responsible for the killing, but experts are pretty sure that the now-broken giant killer robot found only a few feet away from the murder scene probably has something to do with it.
All that remains on Norm is his lucky leather jacket that somehow managed to survive the murder undamaged. The police have investigated the jacket, and they found this letter inside. It is our duty as the #1 new station in Awesometown to make this letter visible to the public:
Day One begins now! Select a new Mayor to lead the town to victory against the mafia scum!
Post has been edited 3 time(s), last time on Aug 29 2010, 11:31 pm by Norm.
Norm, the beloved mayor of Awesometown was found dead this morning on the roof of the Norm-opolis. Nobody knows for certain who is responsible for the killing, but experts are pretty sure that the now-broken giant killer robot found only a few feet away from the murder scene probably has something to do with it.
All that remains on Norm is his lucky leather jacket that somehow managed to survive the murder undamaged. The police have investigated the jacket, and they found this letter inside. It is our duty as the #1 new station in Awesometown to make this letter visible to the public:
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Dear Townspeople,
I have reason to believe that an underground group of revolution activists known as "The Mafia" has infiltrated our town. I suspect that the leader of this group will come after my life sometime in the next few days, and if you are seeing this, then that life has already been taken. Now that your Mayor is gone, I'm asking each and every one of you to take it into your own hands to keep the awesome town of Awesometown out of the hands of the enemy.
If I had to guess, I'd say that there are only a handful of members from "The Mafia" present in our town. You guys, being a smart bunch of people, should be able to figure out who they are. I have one favor to ask: Make each and every member of "The Mafia" pay for what their leader has done to me. Hang them by the old gallows, and do it with a vengeance. The first step will be to select a new person to lead you as the Mayor. Have them wear my lucky jacket - it actually is what has kept me alive for so long after so many assassination attempts, laugh out loud.
Sincerly,
Norm
I have reason to believe that an underground group of revolution activists known as "The Mafia" has infiltrated our town. I suspect that the leader of this group will come after my life sometime in the next few days, and if you are seeing this, then that life has already been taken. Now that your Mayor is gone, I'm asking each and every one of you to take it into your own hands to keep the awesome town of Awesometown out of the hands of the enemy.
If I had to guess, I'd say that there are only a handful of members from "The Mafia" present in our town. You guys, being a smart bunch of people, should be able to figure out who they are. I have one favor to ask: Make each and every member of "The Mafia" pay for what their leader has done to me. Hang them by the old gallows, and do it with a vengeance. The first step will be to select a new person to lead you as the Mayor. Have them wear my lucky jacket - it actually is what has kept me alive for so long after so many assassination attempts, laugh out loud.
Sincerly,
Norm
Day One begins now! Select a new Mayor to lead the town to victory against the mafia scum!
Post has been edited 3 time(s), last time on Aug 29 2010, 11:31 pm by Norm.
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I see around 100 possible clues/red herrings. But I also have reason to believe that Mrs. Marberg was part of the mafia based on insightful clue interpretations.
Norm, God rest his soul, was a good man. He lead us through times of trouble, and he was always there when we needed him. He lowered taxes, he paved streets, he even made many donations to charities. I hope that you will all agree with me that he will be honored in our town forever. But I believe that right after now will be the hardest of times for us. We must band together to find and kill the people who did this to our mayor. *tear* I hope to be a candidate for the upcoming election. I promise that we will find these bad people, oh yes, and we WILL GIVE THEM HELL. CAN I GET AN AMEN!? Now others will be running against me, and it will be tempting to vote for them. But fight the temptation! I promise that you will not regret electing me your new leader. I have much experience in the realms of trickery, deception, and politics having being addicted to EpicMafia, and I have the experience of an eagle.
NOW, do not try and run against me, rather, JOIN ME! JOIN ME ON MY QUEST TO RID THIS TOWN OF THE HORRID ABOMINATIONS KNOWN TO MAN AS THE MAFIA SCUM.
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Norm, God rest his soul, was a good man. He lead us through times of trouble, and he was always there when we needed him. He lowered taxes, he paved streets, he even made many donations to charities. I hope that you will all agree with me that he will be honored in our town forever. But I believe that right after now will be the hardest of times for us. We must band together to find and kill the people who did this to our mayor. *tear* I hope to be a candidate for the upcoming election. I promise that we will find these bad people, oh yes, and we WILL GIVE THEM HELL. CAN I GET AN AMEN!? Now others will be running against me, and it will be tempting to vote for them. But fight the temptation! I promise that you will not regret electing me your new leader. I have much experience in the realms of trickery, deception, and politics having being addicted to EpicMafia, and I have the experience of an eagle.
NOW, do not try and run against me, rather, JOIN ME! JOIN ME ON MY QUEST TO RID THIS TOWN OF THE HORRID ABOMINATIONS KNOWN TO MAN AS THE MAFIA SCUM.
vote me for free cookiez
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Can a Mafia-aligned player be elected as Mayor?
If so...
If so...
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Anyone can run for Mayor.
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NormAnyone can run for Mayor.
Does Mayor replace your current role, or will its abilities and lives stack on top of your current role? If they stack and a Hero is elected mayor, when he is hit, will the non-regenerating lives take hits first, or will the regenerating lives be hit first?
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