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Mafia 43. Struggle for Omega

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Well, you guys have a lot to say! Maybe I should join in. Tox played fiercely. And for most of the game, he played well. Somewhere in the last third of the game, Lynx herself (!) called him the best player in the setting. Zubr was very impressive. Whenever someone got too cocky (mainly Tox, of course, but others tried too), he quickly put them in their place. Lynx impressed me with her call for an alliance (by the way, after that night, everyone only attacked the city). I was already quite impressed and thought she was playing in a "mama-anarchy" style, but her subsequent pursuit of a clean victory was a little disappointing. But that's just her personal approach to the game. Ment, you did a great job, you didn't get hysterical, that's nice. Arandor is great, nothing to say. It was a pleasure working with Spir. He clearly knows what he wants and goes for it. Also, he helped a lot in resolving the conflicts that arose between me and Tox. Siver also stood out. At least by trying to reconcile Tox and Zubr with the goal of executing the mafia. Basically, these are all the ones who stood out the most, the others were a bit shy about showing off. And your arguments about "who was the best," in my opinion, are meaningless. There's a lot of randomness, almost everyone tried (part of the city, the yellows, our team, and the man - definitely), and the reds didn't even get a chance to play (see randomness). In general, stop comparing. And I don't know about your characters, but mine is amazing! A self-absorbed guy for whom the sea is knee-deep (and explosives don't matter), who doesn't think with his brain but with something else, and who is either a hero (finishing off the reds) or an absolute outsider (if Revan blew himself up on a bomb). P. S. And also, my character didn't care! He really didn't care, unlike most of your characters! *smirks smugly* And someone here said that I, as an undead, was helping someone - nonsense! I was just having fun. No, seriously, believe it or not.

жизни выцветшие карточки хлам
лиц расквашенные лампочки хлам
между жидких начинаний
сам в крови воспоминаний
поваляться захотел


Молодое зло телами в масле
Застилает взор багровый зной
Если хочешь ты чтоб я был счастлив
Наизнанку вывернись со мной
Бахромою плоть дурная драма
До рассвета нервы в решето
Валидола вмажь по вене мама
За моё счастливое ничто