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No detective because anyone who claims detective dies the next night.

Obv you never have actually played mafia. ( I am not going to explain to you again, why this would work )
I honestly don't care if we win. Its not ranked like epic mafia

My guess is the real detective doesn't care to make it clear to the mafia that he's the detective. It's self-preservation - sure, the Watcher might see something, but only if a mafia doesn't counter-claim and steal the watch. And unless the Mortician has a way of proving who he is, someone could lie about whichever claimed detective dies. Then the Fool could randomly visit one of them and screw up the Watcher's report, or a Doctor could protect one of them and screw it up. There are so many variables that whoever the real detective is, he doesn't want to risk his own life when he could silently investigate people until he establishes a power base of townie power roles. It may or may not be for the best, but people just don't like your plan.

Night 1

"Looking for someone?" A man asked Aristocrat.
"Hey, none of your business. What do you want this late at night?" Aristocrat replied.
"Oh, I was just in the neighborhood, and I was wondering if you had some time to talk."
"Uh, no, actually, I'm on my way somewhere."
"Where?"
"Can't say."
"Hah!" The man busted out laughing. "You can't say, can you?" He continued laughing.
"Uh..." Aristocrat took a few steps back.
"Oh, that reminds me of a joke! Is your refrigerator running?"
"Everyone's heard that stupid joke."
"Nah," the man said, "I have a different answer. I say, 'Well then, you don't need to get it fixed!' See, it's funny because everyone expects the 'Better go catch it' thing." He began to laugh again. "Oh, maybe I could mix it up even more! What about asking if your dishwasher is running?"
"I gotta go..."
"Seriously, where are you going?" The man asked.
"None of your fucking business! You want to fight?!" Aristocrat suddenly shouted, pushing the man.
"Heh, whoa, calm down. What's come over you?"
"Look. I don't like you, and I want you to get out of here," Aristocrat explained.
"Okay, okay. I'll leave." The man said.
This seemed to trigger one of Aristocrat's memories, and he fell to his knees in depression.
The man laughed again. "What's wrong with you, man? You're going through mood swings like crazy." Aristocrat didn't respond, apparently lost in his own thoughts. "Oh well," the man said on a more serious note. "One last thing..." He drew a gun, and moments later, Aristocrat is dead.

"Well, just another day at work," a man casually said as he leaned back in his chair. "It's kind of a bad thing to wish, but I hope someone will come in here. There's nothing to do when everyone's nice and healthy. Maybe I should do a follow-up on that guy who lost his memory... What was his name?" He pondered it for a moment, and then shrugged it off. "Maybe everyone walks around with first-aid kits, and they just don't need me anymore."

A man approached the front door of the house and knocked.
Derqua opened the door. "Hello, may I help you?"
The man raised an eyebrow, clearly expecting someone else. He tried peeking behind Derqua, but couldn't see anyone behind him.
Derqua noticed this. "Oh, are you looking for someone else? I'm sorry. He's not here."
"Who's at the door, Derqua?" A voice from inside asked.
"Ugh... Hey, who are you, anyway?" Derqua asked the visitor.
The man made no comment, but attempted to walk past Derqua to see who was inside. Derqua pushed him back when he reached the doorway.
"You don't talk much, do you?" Derqua asked. "Well, look, either you give me one good reason to let you in, or you can just walk on home. What's it gonna be?"
The visitor drew a gun and pointed it at Derqua, motioning it to tell him to move out of the way. Derqua quickly grabbed the gun and pointed it to the ground before the visitor could fire.
"That was a mistake," Derqua said as be disarmed the visitor and held him by the throat. "Who do you work for?" he demanded as he lifted the man into the air.
The man struggled, but said nothing. He tapped the side of his foot into the door frame, and a hidden blade flipped out of the tip of his shoe. He then quickly thrusts it into Derqua's throat. As Derqua fell to the ground, the visitor stood over the body in sadness. The visitor then decided to flee from the scene.

"Bartender! Another one over here," shouts an ex-cop. "And too for my friend, one. I mean one for.. You know what I mean."
"Right. One for you, and one for your friend, too," said the bartender. "I know the drill."
"Man, all I'm sayin' is, you could be doin' a lot more, y'know?" comments his drinking buddy. "Like, take me, for instance. I'm not super-great at fighting or anything, but I still have my place in this town."
"Yeah, doin' what?" The ex-cop asked.
"Doing stuff. Since when are you about details? How about we talk about why you're no longer on the force!"
"Alright, alright. So you do 'stuff.' You sayin' I lay about and do nothing?"
"No, I'm saying I don't know what the hell you've been up to these days," his buddy answered.
"Yeah... A lot of people don't know what others are doing these days..." The ex-cop said. "Bartender, where the hell is that drink?"

Norm was taking an evening stroll through the town. He was intercepted by another man. "Good evening," Norm said casually as he continued to walk.
"Hey, dummy, don't you know who I am?" the man said.
Norm paused to glance at the man. "Nope, I have absolutely no idea," he replied and continued to walk.
"Get back here!" the man said as he grabbed Norm and threw him to the ground. "I dun think you thought good enough, so try again!"
"Honestly, I don't know... Do you know me?" Norm asked.
"Yeah, actually, you ripped me off in the past, and now I want revenge," the man responded. "I'm gonna kill you tonight."
"Oh... Okay... Can you let me figure out who you are first?"
"Sure, go ahead."
Norm stood up. "Uh, let's see," he said as he slowly backed away. "Are you the mayor?"
"No."
"Uh," he took another few steps away, "how about..." Norm suddenly busted into a full sprint in the opposite direction.
"How about what?" The man asked. "... Hey! Get back here!" He grabbed his gun and fired at Norm, but he couldn't hit him from that distance. "Dammit," he said as he began to chase Norm.
He caught up because Norm suddenly stopped running, a confused expression on his face. "Wait a second. I know who you are. You're-" The man shot Norm through the skull.

StarBlue was on her way home from work when a man began following her. At first, she paid him no mind, but after a while she began to slowly walk faster. The man continued to pursue, and StarBlue finally just started running. She turned the corner quickly to try to lose him, only to find herself at a dead end. She turned around to find that the man had her trapped. "What do you want?" She yelled at him.
"Oh, it's just... Well..." The man started. He was holding a small package. "This is for you. I figured that with everything going on in this town, you deserve it." He set the package down on the sidewalk. "There. I'm sorry if I spooked you. Have a nice night." The man then walked away.
"Huh, a package for me?" StarBlue walked up to the package and looked around. The man was a fair distance away now, and it appeared that he wouldn't be coming back. "Maybe I should have apologized," she thought. "Oh well. What is this?" As soon as she began to reach for the package, however, it made a sharp beep and detonated. What remained of StarBlue's body was thrown into the alleyway by the bomb's blast.
The man continued to calmly walk away from the scene of the crime.

Day 1 begins. Cast your vote against the individual you believe to be Mafia.

[noclues]
There seems to be some confusion about what constitutes a visiting action. As you all know, visiting the Bomb when he dies or having someone (that isn't Mafia) visit you when the Witch Curses you will result in the death* of your character.

These powers count as a visiting action:
Doctor - Protect
Bodyguard - Guard
Vigilante - Hit
Bulletproof - Save
Tracker - Follow
Watcher - Watch
Hitman - Hit
Hooker - Hook
Framer - Frame
Fool - Visit

All other powers are either applied to the individual, applied from a long distance, or occur after the main events of the night (i.e. Investigate).

*Will not result in death if you have an extra night life, if a Doctor protects you, etc. It essentially takes one life away per instance.
[/noclues]

Post has been edited 1 time(s), last time on Oct 7 2010, 4:35 pm by Roy.

So GG Since there is no review on death. I am pretty sure we are going to lose pretty bad ><

The whole point of mafia is so you can prove to the town who you are, you do this by using other peoples power roles to try to prove your innocents. Without this we don't know who is lying and who is telling the truth. So we are just blind , and kill the wrong people.

With detective known.. which its prob too late now, ( We can prove the morg, thus find out what every person is ) but we will have multiple mafia claims for the morg as well >< GG

All in the same post, and "three" is the only quantity ever used, so obviously Roy was doing it on purpose.

Added them together, which comes to 18. I'm player 18 and I know I'm not Mafia so I kept digging. I thought maybe it pointed to a member number, so I tried member 18. That didn't work, so I figured the number "3" being used so many times was probably the key. I tried multiplying 18 by 3, then by 33, then by 333.

Multiply 18 by 333 and see what member number you get.


Not a word commonly used. It is an anagram for Lotus.


http://www.staredit.net/topic/10158/


I vote for LoTu)S.

No! You're doing it wrong!
This isn't a "true" Devilesk mafia... what happened to the clues being jumbled up and sword fights with aliens?

I am disappoint...

I thought every post being a movie reference got old pretty fast actually =P

The spirit of Devilesk will not be pleased...
On to the clue interpretations. I got nothin so far, I will look through more thoroughly later today and see if I can uncover something.

Oh no! Maybe I should have only handed out Vigilante, Doctor and Miller roles, too.

Hey mortician, check my role. Then Ashamed will be ashamed of himself.

Don't waste a check on his role, it's Detective. There's still at least one Detective left alive though.

This wouldn't make me ashamed of myself.... Its your fault you didn't get the required protection.

I vote for LoTu)S.

Post has been edited 1 time(s), last time on Oct 7 2010, 6:04 pm by Ashamed.

4 hits, that's a lot of hits for N1. Probably two hitman, a witch and a vigil maybe, but not sure. I should probably vote Echo, hm.
Azrael, I thought you had a bunch of clues if you survived the night, where are they?


Post has been edited 1 time(s), last time on Oct 7 2010, 7:00 pm by Neki.

I'm ignoring the previous suspect for now in favor of lynching LoTu)S instead. I've messaged you with details.

I vote Lotu)s. Watch us be wrong on all the votes like last game.

I'll vote for Lotus but my clues against Echo were fantastic though.

The fact that man knows right from wrong proves his intellectual superiority to other creatures; but the fact that he can do wrong proves his moral inferiority to any creature that cannot.

I Abstain.