2.) All votes must be in the following format: Vote: [insert player name] [Please use bold] Any votes not made in this format will not be counted. Exception will be made if you cannot bold your votes. If you want to change your vote, first Unvote: [insert player name] [Again, please use bold] then vote again in the above format.
3.) When a player receives a majority of votes to be lynched, they are dead--even if I haven't been on to announce his death and reveal that player's role. I'm trusting you, the players, to help me keep track of votes. I will check, of course, but it will help make my job easier.
4.) If discussion is lagging or the day is dragging, I may set a deadline. If I do not receive the necessary PM's within that time period, the game will move on into night with the night-actions I have already received enacted the following game day.
5.) Night posting is allowed, but please try to keep chatter game-related.
6.) Once dead, no posting, "Bah" posts included. You will be PM'd upon death, as soon as I get to the thread after a lynching.
7.) Try to post as often as possible. If something arises which prevents you from posting for a prolonged period of time, please inform me and I will find an replacement. Notify me in-thread if you want me to prod an inactive player. As the game moderator, I reserve the sole authority to arbitrarily punish any player I deem "inactive," regardless of their in-game role. POST, or you may regret it!
8.) DO NOT quote anything I PM you. Role claiming (claiming to be a certain role) is fine, but you are not allowed to quote my PM's. This includes quoting my PM's in any format, via any medium, to include forum/chat/PM/AIM/e-mail. Don't game the system!
9.) Do not verbally abuse participants of this game at any point. Doing so will result in punishments up-to and including modkills.
10.) Out-of-thread communication is NOT ALLOWED in this game. I gave it some thought, and realize OOTC is not ideal for the game I have put together. Sorry to those I disappoint.
11.) Do not edit your posts. Just make any corrections in another post.
13.) Breaking any of these rules subjects you to any action I deem necessary. I AM THE COBRA COMMANDER!
14.) No Print+Screens to be shown in public. This includes via PM traffic -- report violators and be honest.
15.) This is a game. Have fun! Cheating makes your dong shrink, but playing by the rules is challenging and fun.
16.) Dual-accounting gets you permanently banned from mafia games on this forum.
I did a bit of an experiment with this game, guys. And I wrote this entire game generally around 3-4am so I hope I didn't make any mistakes, and I hope my experiment doesn't utterly fail. If so, then I guess I'll be "that guy" haha. But even if it fails, or sucks, I have a feeling it will definitely be interesting.
8. Ike 123
Bold = Confirmed. You guys are so silly
Holmes County Jail
"BOINK you dude! How do you keep getting Carriers so damn fast? I BOINKing hate the Protoss." Sean claimed.
"Oh, don't be a cry baby. You could have easily gotten me. You just needed to upgrade your ships defenses" responded a Mr. Wolfe.
"Whatever dude. Let's go again. This time I'm going to kick your --" Sean was interrupted by a call over the radio that a prisoner in custody was being transported to the jail
"Damn it. Re-match will have to be put on hold. Let's go take care of this guy."
"I don't belong here! Haha! My brother is coming for me! Yes he is! He's on his way from Wisconsin! He's 4 hours away! I called him before I was arrested! I WILL BASH YOUR BOINKING FACE IN! LET ME OUT! YOU CAN'T HOLD ME HERE!" growled the new intake.
"What the BOINK?" Wolfe exhaled under his breath as he and Sean hurried over to assist the booking Sergeant.
"YOU'RE ALL GOING TO DIE! MY BLOOD WILL BE SPILLED AND YOUR CONSCIENCE WILL CARRY THAT BURDEN FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIVES!"
As the new inmate was taken by force and placed into the dry cell for his safety, he was stripped of his clothes so that he could not use them to take his own life. He was thrown into the dark, cold, hard-surfaced cell, to be left alone to detox.
To some of the deputies, the crazy new intake was funny as hell. To the rest of the deputies, he was creepier than hell. He had an eerie feeling about him. Something was not right. The new inmates words got under their skin.
"Don't worry about it," states the Sergeant on shift, "He's just a mental patient. He'll be taken to the Mitch And Force Insane Asylum (MAFIA) tomorrow morning to get the help that he needs." as the Sergeant pats the new deputy on the back.
But the new deputy just couldn't get his mind off of this new guy. Something was.. Not. Right.
A few hours later, as the deputies were performing a nightly security check, the power in the entire facility went out. "That's weird," Deputy Sean stated, "the generator should have kicked in."
Unfortunately at this moment, the entire facility, being newly built, was ran electronically. The facility is dead. They have no cameras, the control room has no control of lights or doors. Everyone is in the dark.
As Deputy Sean began walking down the corridor with his flashlight aimed down the hall, he slipped on some type of liquid, falling violently onto his back.
"What the hell? Who mopped this boinkin floor?" as he began sitting himself up, his hand slipped on the liquid and his flashlight slid down by the bottom of the door... Only for his light to shine on a pool of blood flooding from underneath the door. He looked up, and saw it was the dry cell. It was the new intake's cell. The crazy one. His blood.
His radio was cut short.
As the rest of the crew rushed to what they assumed was the dry cell, they came upon blood, with slip marks all over. Deputy Sean was no where in sight. All that was found was his flashlight, shining down the corridor, and his badge.
Deputy Sean W. is presumed dead.
As the rest of the deputies are trying to put the pieces together, they decide to return to booking to retrieve the file on the new inmate to see what they can find out about him. One of the deputies thought he heard the arresting officer call him T.P. They obviously can't use the database online since the power is off, but they should have a hard copy in the filing cabinet.
When the deputies returned to booking, they found the filing cabinet opened and engulfed in flames! ANY record of ALL of the inmates were lost!
This concerns the deputies because the new facility has new inmates, and they know nothing about them. There are hardened criminals in this facility, and they have no idea for what crimes.
The deputies must proceed with caution.
Game will start when everyone has confirmed.
This will be the moderator color. Don't use it.
"Inmate Klaatu!" yelled one of the guards. "Come out here, you've got a visitor."
Klaatu got the biggest smile on his face
"I didn't know anyone was coming to see me today" he thought to himself. "I'm glad they were able to get the generators up and running so I can at least get a barrier visit."
"Yeah, barrier visit." smirked the guard. The guard walked him down the large and low-lit corridor. Once he was out of camera range, the guard pushed inmate Klaatu out a side door to the yard, and beat him profusely.
Unfortunately, the guard got a little carried away, and wound up breaking Klaatu's neck.
Klaatu - ROLE UNAVAILABLE - DEAD
Night Actions - Night 2
Deputy Sauriol decided to make a nightly security check while all of the inmates were sleeping. While making his rounds, he stopped at an inmates cell and pounded on the window and told the inmate to remove the towel that was hanging over his head. "I gotta see your face!" the deputy shouted. The inmate was non-responsive. Again he pounded on the window, and got nothing. He then flashed his blinding flashlight on the inmates face. Nothing. Deputy Sauriol saw this as the perfect moment as the inmate appears as though he could sleep through anything. The Deputy opens the inmates cell and sneaks in to place a device under the inmates bed. Just as the Deputy leaned under the bed to place the device, the inmate snapped into consciousness and made one quick jab to Deputy Sauriol's chest and falls back "asleep".
Deputy Sauriol, full of adrenaline, runs out of the cell and slams the door closed and starts running down the stairs toward the section door.
But he doesn't make it.
Deputy Sauriol collapses right in front of the section door, realizing himself that the inmate had stabbed him in the quick strike to his heart, thinking it was just a punch.
Deputy Sauriol - Mehphisto - Mafia Arsonist has been found dead in the night.
This post has been edited by LoD: 20 May 2010 - 03:59 PM