Dang. I don't know how this went from a joke to massive spam. Game didn't even start yet. If he was to be a DT_Wraith, it would be DT_Wrayt or something like that par the purposely misspelled Kruser which replaced Cruiser.

Dang. I don't know how this went from a joke to massive spam. Game didn't even start yet. If he was to be a DT_Wraith, it would be DT_Wrayt or something like that par the purposely misspelled Kruser which replaced Cruiser.

[color=#b5b5ff]You clearly don't know why I spell my name the way I do. :P[/color]

You clearly don't know why I spell my name the way I do.

The game is starting. You will receive roles and the opening post soon. No more signups.

The game is starting. You will receive roles and the opening post soon. No more signups.

[quote=name:Mini Moose 2707]The game is starting. You will receive roles and the opening post soon. No more signups.[/quote] I suppose you can let my avatar deficiency slide then, seeing as I'm the only one (to my knowledge) that signed on avatarless? /too lazy to crack open photoshop

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The game is starting. You will receive roles and the opening post soon. No more signups.

I suppose you can let my avatar deficiency slide then, seeing as I'm the only one (to my knowledge) that signed on avatarless?

/too lazy to crack open photoshop

No. Change it now.

No. Change it now.

[quote=name:Mini Moose 2707]No. Change it now.[/quote] Doing that now. EDIT: Bam. :bleh:

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No. Change it now.

Doing that now.

EDIT: Bam.

woot. cant wait to see what i get :)

woot. cant wait to see what i get

x. lol didn't read moose's post.

x. lol didn't read moose's post.

[quote=name:HailFire][quote=name:Mini Moose 2707]No. Change it now.[/quote] Doing that now. EDIT: Bam. :bleh:[/quote] Lolwut? im not if thats allowed ...hope it is tho :|

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No. Change it now.

Doing that now.

EDIT: Bam.

Lolwut? im not if thats allowed ...hope it is tho

[quote=name:MadZombie][quote=name:HailFire][quote=name:Mini Moose 2707]No. Change it now.[/quote] Doing that now. EDIT: Bam. :bleh:[/quote] Lolwut? im not if thats allowed ...hope it is tho :|[/quote] [i]It's not a default avatar. :shifty:[/i]

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No. Change it now.

Doing that now.

EDIT: Bam.

Lolwut? im not if thats allowed ...hope it is tho

It's not a default avatar.

Change it to something else or I'll beat you over the head with my giant wet noodle.

Change it to something else or I'll beat you over the head with my giant wet noodle.

Hurry the fuck up and change it into something that doesn't relate to that shit. You're holding the game up.

Hurry the fuck up and change it into something that doesn't relate to that shit. You're holding the game up.

[quote=name:EcHo]Hurry the fuck up and change it into something that doesn't relate to that shit. You're holding the game up.[/quote] :shifty:

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Hurry the fuck up and change it into something that doesn't relate to that shit. You're holding the game up.

On the rural flatlands of a small town, most people have gone to sleep. A gentle rain bathes the houses and businesses and gradually intensifies. There is no thunder or lightning, but enough rain to keep most folk indoors. Only the moon and a single golden star shine in the overcast night. Overall, a fine cover is provided for murderous mischief. On the outskirts of town, surrounded by acres of corn fields, a shady transaction is taking place. Four gentlemen, in two pairs meet in a small clearing in the crops. Removing his obnoxiously reflective sunglasses, a man removes a small and ornate gray box and key from his jacket. He passes it to a man of the other pair, a man with antlers. Unlocking the box, the man with antlers peers inside and smiles. "Good, excellent. You kept your end of the bargain," he says, locking the box shut and passing it to his friend. Reaching inside his coat, he deposits the key and takes out a money clip. "One, two, three..." he counts out stacks of $100 bills into his seller's hands until he reaches $50,000. "Good doing business with you," says the man in a thick German accent as he stuffs the cash into his vest. As he adjusts his tie, seven clicks of guns are heard from around the entire space of the transaction. Several forms emerge from the shadows and gesture towards the box and the money, "We'll be taking those". "Mafia, I should have known" remarked the man with the antlers. The mafia made a simple but cryptic reply: "Yes, I have moved." Various words were exchanged in argument as everyone spoke at once. Little sense was made for those ten seconds, at which point the mafia opened fire. Bullets, similar to the rain pounding the ground, are shot into the two pairs of men, who die before even falling to the floor. As the mafia loot the corpses for the money and the box, lights flash on in a distant farmhouse. The mafia hurries up before they can be caught, and neglect to search for the key to the box. Abandoning the corpses among the crops, the mafia makes a quick and artful escape. The owner of the farmhouse discovers the bodies and notices a glint of metal from one of the fallen corpses. Taking the key and placing it in his pocket, he returns home to notify the police. The body of [b]Mini Moose 2707[/b] and the other men are promptly buried the next morning. The burial rites are not quiet among the restless town craving revenge. Before the shovels even bury the final corpse, the town begins expedient erection of a guillotine. Horns blare to gather the town into the town hall, all of the townspeople gather for their first lynching. [color=yellow][b][size=16]** DAY ONE START **[/size][/b][/color] http://www.staredit.net/?p=mafia for roles. Gogo. :)

On the rural flatlands of a small town, most people have gone to sleep. A gentle rain bathes the houses and businesses and gradually intensifies. There is no thunder or lightning, but enough rain to keep most folk indoors. Only the moon and a single golden star shine in the overcast night. Overall, a fine cover is provided for murderous mischief.

On the outskirts of town, surrounded by acres of corn fields, a shady transaction is taking place. Four gentlemen, in two pairs meet in a small clearing in the crops. Removing his obnoxiously reflective sunglasses, a man removes a small and ornate gray box and key from his jacket. He passes it to a man of the other pair, a man with antlers. Unlocking the box, the man with antlers peers inside and smiles. "Good, excellent. You kept your end of the bargain," he says, locking the box shut and passing it to his friend. Reaching inside his coat, he deposits the key and takes out a money clip. "One, two, three..." he counts out stacks of $100 bills into his seller's hands until he reaches $50,000.

"Good doing business with you," says the man in a thick German accent as he stuffs the cash into his vest. As he adjusts his tie, seven clicks of guns are heard from around the entire space of the transaction. Several forms emerge from the shadows and gesture towards the box and the money, "We'll be taking those". "Mafia, I should have known" remarked the man with the antlers. The mafia made a simple but cryptic reply: "Yes, I have moved." Various words were exchanged in argument as everyone spoke at once. Little sense was made for those ten seconds, at which point the mafia opened fire. Bullets, similar to the rain pounding the ground, are shot into the two pairs of men, who die before even falling to the floor. As the mafia loot the corpses for the money and the box, lights flash on in a distant farmhouse. The mafia hurries up before they can be caught, and neglect to search for the key to the box.

Abandoning the corpses among the crops, the mafia makes a quick and artful escape. The owner of the farmhouse discovers the bodies and notices a glint of metal from one of the fallen corpses. Taking the key and placing it in his pocket, he returns home to notify the police. The body of Mini Moose 2707 and the other men are promptly buried the next morning. The burial rites are not quiet among the restless town craving revenge. Before the shovels even bury the final corpse, the town begins expedient erection of a guillotine. Horns blare to gather the town into the town hall, all of the townspeople gather for their first lynching.

** DAY ONE START **
http://www.staredit.net/?p=mafia for roles. Gogo.

w00t mafia first post!! okay my first thought after seeing: [quote]Bullets, similar to the rain pounding the ground,[/quote] was HailFire. possibly a clue?

w00t mafia first post!!

okay my first thought after seeing:

Quote

Bullets, similar to the rain pounding the ground,

was HailFire. possibly a clue?

[quote=name:Mini Moose 2707]On the rural flatlands of a small town, most people have gone to sleep. A gentle rain bathes the houses and businesses, but gradually intensifies. There is no thunder or lightning, but enough rain to keep most folk indoors. Only the moon and a single golden star shine in the overcast night. Overall, a fine cover is provided for murderous mischief. On the outskirts of town, surrounded by acres of corn fields, a shady transacation is taking place. Four gentlemen, in two pairs meet in a small clearing of the crops. Removing [b]his obnoxiously reflective sunglasses[/b], a man removes a small and ornate gray box and key from his jacket. He passes it to a man with antlers in the other pair. Unlocking the box, the man with antlers peers inside, and smiles. "Good, excellent. You kept your end of the bargain," he says, locking the box shut and passing it to his friend. Reaching inside his coat, he deposits the key and takes out a money clip. "one, two, three..." he counts out stacks of $100 bills into his seller's hands until he reaches the $50,000. "Good doing business with you," says the man in a thick German accent as he stuffs the cash into his vest. As he adjusts his tie, seven clicks of guns are heard from around the entire space of the transaction. Several forms emerge from the shadows and gesture towards the box and the money, "We'll be taking those". "Mafia, I should known" remarked the man with the antlers. The mafia made a simply but cryptic reply: [b]"Yes, I have moved."[/b] Various words were exchanged in argument as everyone spoke at once. Little sense was made for those ten seconds, when the mafia opened fire. Bullets, similar to the rain pounding the ground, went into the two pairs of men, who die before even falling to the floor. As the mafia loot the corpses for the money and the box, lights flash on in the distant farmhouse. The mafia hurries up before they can be caught, and neglect to search for the key to the box. Abandoning the corpses among the crops, the mafia makes a [b]quick and artful escape.[/b] The owner of the farmhouse discovers the bodies and notices a glint of metal from one of the fallen corpses. Taking [b]the key[/b] and placing it in his pocket, he returns home to notify the police. The body of [b]Mini Moose 2707[/b] and the other men are promptly buried the next morning. The burial rites are not quiet among the restless town craving revenge. Before the shovels even bury the final corpse, the town begins expedient erection of a guillotine. Horns blare to gather the town into the town hall, all of the townspeople gather for their first lynching. [color=yellow][b][size=16]** DAY ONE START **[/size][/b][/color] http://www.staredit.net/?p=mafia for roles. Gogo. :)[/quote] Potential clues in bold.

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On the rural flatlands of a small town, most people have gone to sleep. A gentle rain bathes the houses and businesses, but gradually intensifies. There is no thunder or lightning, but enough rain to keep most folk indoors. Only the moon and a single golden star shine in the overcast night. Overall, a fine cover is provided for murderous mischief.

On the outskirts of town, surrounded by acres of corn fields, a shady transacation is taking place. Four gentlemen, in two pairs meet in a small clearing of the crops. Removing his obnoxiously reflective sunglasses, a man removes a small and ornate gray box and key from his jacket. He passes it to a man with antlers in the other pair. Unlocking the box, the man with antlers peers inside, and smiles. "Good, excellent. You kept your end of the bargain," he says, locking the box shut and passing it to his friend. Reaching inside his coat, he deposits the key and takes out a money clip. "one, two, three..." he counts out stacks of $100 bills into his seller's hands until he reaches the $50,000.

"Good doing business with you," says the man in a thick German accent as he stuffs the cash into his vest. As he adjusts his tie, seven clicks of guns are heard from around the entire space of the transaction. Several forms emerge from the shadows and gesture towards the box and the money, "We'll be taking those". "Mafia, I should known" remarked the man with the antlers. The mafia made a simply but cryptic reply: "Yes, I have moved." Various words were exchanged in argument as everyone spoke at once. Little sense was made for those ten seconds, when the mafia opened fire. Bullets, similar to the rain pounding the ground, went into the two pairs of men, who die before even falling to the floor. As the mafia loot the corpses for the money and the box, lights flash on in the distant farmhouse. The mafia hurries up before they can be caught, and neglect to search for the key to the box.

Abandoning the corpses among the crops, the mafia makes a quick and artful escape. The owner of the farmhouse discovers the bodies and notices a glint of metal from one of the fallen corpses. Taking the key and placing it in his pocket, he returns home to notify the police. The body of Mini Moose 2707 and the other men are promptly buried the next morning. The burial rites are not quiet among the restless town craving revenge. Before the shovels even bury the final corpse, the town begins expedient erection of a guillotine. Horns blare to gather the town into the town hall, all of the townspeople gather for their first lynching.

** DAY ONE START **
http://www.staredit.net/?p=mafia for roles. Gogo.

Potential clues in bold.

THANKFULLY the sunglasses on my avvy are NOT reflective. However, I cant say the same about Nude's ;o

THANKFULLY the sunglasses on my avvy are NOT reflective.

However, I cant say the same about Nude's ;o

[quote=name:Greo][quote=name:Mini Moose 2707]On the rural flatlands of a small town, most people have gone to sleep. A gentle rain bathes the houses and businesses, but gradually intensifies. There is no thunder or lightning, but enough rain to keep most folk indoors. Only the moon and a single golden star shine in the overcast night. Overall, a fine cover is provided for murderous mischief. On the outskirts of town, surrounded by acres of corn fields, a shady transacation is taking place. Four gentlemen, in two pairs meet in a small clearing of the crops. Removing [b]his obnoxiously reflective sunglasses[/b], a man removes a small and ornate gray box and key from his jacket. He passes it to a man with antlers in the other pair. Unlocking the box, the man with antlers peers inside, and smiles. "Good, excellent. You kept your end of the bargain," he says, locking the box shut and passing it to his friend. Reaching inside his coat, he deposits the key and takes out a money clip. "one, two, three..." he counts out stacks of $100 bills into his seller's hands until he reaches the [b]$50,000[/b]. "Good doing business with you," says the man in a thick German accent as he stuffs the cash into his vest. As he adjusts his tie, seven clicks of guns are heard from around the entire space of the transaction. Several forms emerge from the shadows and gesture towards the box and the money, "We'll be taking those". "Mafia, I should known" remarked the man with the antlers. The mafia made a simply but cryptic reply: [b]"Yes, I have moved."[/b] Various words were exchanged in argument as everyone spoke at once. Little sense was made for those ten seconds, when the mafia opened fire. Bullets, similar to the rain pounding the ground, went into the two pairs of men, who die before even falling to the floor. As the mafia loot the corpses for the money and the box, lights flash on in the distant farmhouse. The mafia hurries up before they can be caught, and neglect to search for the key to the box. Abandoning the corpses among the crops, the mafia makes a [b]quick and artful escape.[/b] The owner of the farmhouse discovers the bodies and notices a glint of metal from one of the fallen corpses. Taking [b]the key[/b] and placing it in his pocket, he returns home to notify the police. The body of [b]Mini Moose 2707[/b] and the other men are promptly buried the next morning. The burial rites are not quiet among the restless town craving revenge. Before the shovels even bury the final corpse, the town begins expedient erection of a guillotine. Horns blare to gather the town into the town hall, all of the townspeople gather for their first lynching. [color=yellow][b][size=16]** DAY ONE START **[/size][/b][/color] http://www.staredit.net/?p=mafia for roles. Gogo. :)[/quote] Potential clues in bold.[/quote] Fix'D i mean why did he give us a specific amount? could be total minerals...member id... hmm

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On the rural flatlands of a small town, most people have gone to sleep. A gentle rain bathes the houses and businesses, but gradually intensifies. There is no thunder or lightning, but enough rain to keep most folk indoors. Only the moon and a single golden star shine in the overcast night. Overall, a fine cover is provided for murderous mischief.

On the outskirts of town, surrounded by acres of corn fields, a shady transacation is taking place. Four gentlemen, in two pairs meet in a small clearing of the crops. Removing his obnoxiously reflective sunglasses, a man removes a small and ornate gray box and key from his jacket. He passes it to a man with antlers in the other pair. Unlocking the box, the man with antlers peers inside, and smiles. "Good, excellent. You kept your end of the bargain," he says, locking the box shut and passing it to his friend. Reaching inside his coat, he deposits the key and takes out a money clip. "one, two, three..." he counts out stacks of $100 bills into his seller's hands until he reaches the $50,000.

"Good doing business with you," says the man in a thick German accent as he stuffs the cash into his vest. As he adjusts his tie, seven clicks of guns are heard from around the entire space of the transaction. Several forms emerge from the shadows and gesture towards the box and the money, "We'll be taking those". "Mafia, I should known" remarked the man with the antlers. The mafia made a simply but cryptic reply: "Yes, I have moved." Various words were exchanged in argument as everyone spoke at once. Little sense was made for those ten seconds, when the mafia opened fire. Bullets, similar to the rain pounding the ground, went into the two pairs of men, who die before even falling to the floor. As the mafia loot the corpses for the money and the box, lights flash on in the distant farmhouse. The mafia hurries up before they can be caught, and neglect to search for the key to the box.

Abandoning the corpses among the crops, the mafia makes a quick and artful escape. The owner of the farmhouse discovers the bodies and notices a glint of metal from one of the fallen corpses. Taking the key and placing it in his pocket, he returns home to notify the police. The body of Mini Moose 2707 and the other men are promptly buried the next morning. The burial rites are not quiet among the restless town craving revenge. Before the shovels even bury the final corpse, the town begins expedient erection of a guillotine. Horns blare to gather the town into the town hall, all of the townspeople gather for their first lynching.

** DAY ONE START **
http://www.staredit.net/?p=mafia for roles. Gogo.

Potential clues in bold.

Fix'D
i mean why did he give us a specific amount? could be total minerals...member id... hmm

IS there a reason BOTH quotes are horribly made sentances? Could this be against a user?

IS there a reason BOTH quotes are horribly made sentances? Could this be against a user?

Holy shitery, the madness has begun.

Holy shitery, the madness has begun.