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So, I want to note right away that there will be no colorful final newspaper, which everyone has likely grown accustomed to. This is due to the "unconventional" end of the game. For our forum, at least. I declare a draw. The night will end with player Kash facing a strict modkill; there will be no kills as such. Two mafia players will remain, and beyond that would follow a completely unnecessary dragging out of the game, since with such activity it would continue until one of the two remaining mafia players kills off the entire town (which, by my calculations, would take about four tedious, completely empty in-game days). Regarding activity: it leaves much to be desired, especially in terms of night actions. Now, regarding Kash.
I changed the nickname color :) Not on purpose.
He cannot be accused of this, as it really happened (and can happen) independently of the player's actions. Although, the color itself could have been a premise for a clue (as I recall, there was such a clue for TaKo in the sixth mafia game).
The links in my signature changed slightly, my apologies. "third" tour replaced with "fourth" "everything is just beginning" replaced with "recording"
Let's read one of the points in the rules: • During the game, changing your nickname, avatar, signature, or personal information is categorically forbidden. Therefore, update your profile in advance. Does the word "categorically" mean nothing? Any GM could have easily given a clue specifically for the number "three" or, even more likely, for "everything is just beginning." Especially since you were a mafia player.
It's not my fault that time passes and the state of tournaments changes...
This does not cancel out the rules in any way. And let someone speak up if I am wrong.
Now directly about the game itself. The theme with the organism turned out to be much more complex than I anticipated. Despite its brevity, the first newspaper was the hardest for me. The subsequent ones were written with extraordinary ease. In essence, I did not handle the assigned task properly. I do not deny it.
I liked the phrase from Wedma:Wedma
Eh. Revan was driven into complexes in the second mafia game: now we can't solve his hints=)))
Perhaps it is a joke, but it is a more than truthful statement. ____________________________________________
Now the log.
First night:
I was appointed as the lead in conducting this experiment, which means my duty will be to observe the subject every night. It is also necessary to record any changes occurring in its organism - cell movements, body reactions, even any trifle - including the death of any insignificant microorganism. This is quite a voluminous and responsible job, but at the same time very interesting! As for myself, I hope that the person who entrusted us with their health will not suffer (as it is known - the organism is a very fragile system), and our research will subsequently benefit modern medicine. Introduction.
First of all, I draw attention to the excessive activity of observed samples toward subject №7 (Kash). Three guests visited №7, one of whom lingered there, performing their usual functions—whether these were causing harm to health or treating it is unknown. The second, WishmasteR, perished, and the remains reminded me of a sword plunged into a three-headed bird... or was it a swordfish (what does one not imagine after drinking good wine and snacking on chicken)? The dead object headed for the liver, where it was destroyed. And the third—realizing they had moved to the wrong address—hastily departed. The leukocyte performed its usual functions, i.e., protected the organism. WishmasteR perished from that same Leukocyte. "sword plunged into a three-headed bird" - a clue for Gur: three birds (hence, three heads) and a sword with wings on the Haven coat of arms. The clue is so-so, primitive. A bunch of filler text was written to divert attention slightly from the true clue (after all, why expose a townie like that? And again, remember Wedma's post regarding clues :)) The third - an antibiotic; wrong address because it looks for killers.
Of the rest, only a couple of interesting moments can be noted: Under the supervision of an old acquaintance, Neyra Drake worked twice as energetically. Protected by doc.
Ta Ko... could have met the fate of WishmasteR, being in the respiratory tract, but everything turned out fine. The monocyte got lucky and saved TaKo. The flu was killing.
WhiteLizard, just like Kash, was visited by guests; after the visit of one of them, WhiteLizard lost all functioning capabilities for this night. Blocked by alcohol, checked by phagocyte.
Strange activity was noticed around sample №9 under the code name Arandor, while Amko clearly cheered up. Hepatitis checked Arandor's status; Amko was protected by Hermit.
It should be noted that this person has an extremely strong immunity and robust health. He is perfect for our tests. Good work by the "townies".
Second night:
The second night of observations ended. The experiment is progressing successfully. In fact, many interesting changes occurred in the subject's organism this night, but more on that later. Contrary to the rules, I allowed my old friend, a historian-writer, to visit me during the tests. We drank a little, and then I began telling him about my research, specifically about the nightly events. To my surprise, he listened with great pleasure and even decided to write a short story based on my observations.
One Day in the Life of the Kingdom.
Morning was approaching; faint rays of light began to illuminate the Kingdom behind one of the forest clearings covered in thick grass. Hundreds of spreading oaks stretched their narrow branches over a soft carpet of magnificent green turf. In places, the trees parted, forming long alleys receding into the distance, where an admiring gaze gets lost. Dew sparkled on the grass, left after a cold night. Birds sang their beautiful songs, and somewhere a rooster crowed excitedly, signaling the start of a new day. And he was right; for the kingdom, a new day full of surprises had arrived.
Atop a huge, round tower stood an elderly man of strong build. He watched spellbound as his Kingdom slowly woke up. The King was pleased with this solitude, but to his misfortune, it did not last long. Another person appeared on the tower; it was a servant. (another introduction :))
- Your Majesty, Your Majesty! - What is the matter, Hermit? What caused you to disturb me at such an early hour? - So much happened this night! The settlers are worried – catching his breath, he continued – and I myself slept fitfully; someone locked me in my own quarters! (block from lymphocyte) Frowning, his interlocutor asked him to tell everything in detail. - What?!! – the King burst out – immediately order all settlers to gather in the town square! Both men hastily left the tower.
- Hey! Wake up! – a blonde girl said, shaking a guy lying on a mat. - Uh-huh, what do you want? – Kash said. - What's wrong with you?! The King ordered everyone to gather in the town square! Get up now! - I don't feel very well. I probably drank too much yesterday; I couldn't get out of bed all night, and some stranger was guarding the door all night. I didn't know what to think. - I see – said the girl, and after a short pause, added – do you want us not to go anywhere, and I'll stay and look after you? - Of course, thank you. (Kash was blocked by Alcohol)
Everyone had already gathered in the town square (only two latecomers drew disapproving looks from the king – they were Wedma and Vegtam). This gathering did not bode well – the King, with a clearly dissatisfied look, stepped onto the balcony extending from his castle and spoke menacingly: - Residents of the Kingdom! I have very bitter news! Today two settlers left our world; it pains me to say this, but most likely it was done by one of the locals! My scribe will tell you more about everything. The grey-haired old man began his brief report: - The body of Freud, torn to pieces, was found not far from Xostor's Hut; what misfortune carried him there this night! The poor soul had his limbs amputated one by one and then was beheaded! But do not worry, nothing and nowhere shall hide from His gaze. The Church will take care of a worthy burial. Such a brutal murder is a reference to the maniac, i.e., cholera. What's the clue here? :) A direct pointer to Amarant, though completely inconspicuous - Nothing and Nowhere – an album by the band The Birthday Massacre. Freud went to kill Xostor.
A minute of silence followed, after which the scribe continued: - The second victim of the killers was Arandor. He was luckier, and he died not as painfully as Freud. Death overtook him under the windows of Kostyan, and he died from ruptured lungs. Unfortunately, we do not know what methods of murder the culprit used. Perhaps it was poison, or maybe simple strangulation. Or is it a matter of dark spells? - O Almighty! What is this?! Why in our sacred lands? – cried an excited settler. Killed by Vegtam. Sacred Lands (Nevendaar) - the fantasy world where the game Disciples takes place.
The scribe added final words, then departed: - And though Arandor was not the most righteous citizen, we shall mourn him. (poor pathogenicity)
After some silence, the King addressed the two latecomers: Hey, you two. How do you explain your lateness? Wedma – oh Your Excellency, I must tell you that a secret admirer has appeared for me. He gave me a delightful drink with such a pleasant taste that after drinking it, I felt more wonderful than ever! Only... Protected by doc
- What is the matter? - It seemed to me that someone was watching me this night, and it certainly wasn't the person who gave me the gift. status checked by phagocyte
The King frowned. - Hm... And what can you say, Vegtam? - Sir, I myself wanted to address you regarding the unrest in the city. You see, someone guarded my house all night. And only when I was convinced there was no one did I leave home. crabby protected Vegtam - People! Someone is definitely being quartered today! At this, the people began to discuss the events that happened during the night.
Third night:
Captain's log. Day one. Liftoff. Date: November thirteenth, 2094 (13.11.2094). Saturday. Five minutes to midnight. Merchant vessel "Leprechaun". The ship's crew consists of forty-four (44) people. Fourteen of whom are ordinary tourists. List: Amko, Gur, Ta Kotoraya..., Xostor, Kash, WhiteLizard, Kostyan, Wedma, crabby, Neyra Drake, Avern, nik312, Vegtam, Hermit. Goal: mineral extraction in galaxy NGC 4414 (Coma Berenices constellation).
Day three. The entire crew (including the captain) enters hibernation chambers and will remain in such a state until arrival.
Day ??? System malfunctions occurred. Hibernation chambers shut down. It was decided to fully inspect the ship. Manually. Afterward, everyone will return to their cabins.
After a couple of days, I received several reports. Report number one (mechanic): I witnessed a horrifying atrocity and striking cruelty! I was walking along the deck as usual when suddenly I heard strange sounds. Looking around the corner, I saw some guy beating Vegtam, and then he gouged out his eyes! Only children of the "three communities" did such things! Could one of them be on our ship??! All this happened under Avern's doors! For what purpose the poor soul intended to visit him is unclear to me. Captain, do something! Fear consumes me! Vegtam went to kill Avern but was killed by Amarant. Amarant is the only one who belongs to three clans. "Community" is a synonym for "clan".
Report number two: The night was not peaceful and was mysterious. After eating in the dining hall, I felt slight dizziness and then completely blacked out. I didn't leave my cabin all night, lying on the cold floor. But strangely—upon waking, I was already wrapped in a blanket, in my own bed. Ta Kotoraya… Blocked by Lymphocyte; Granulocyte protected.
Report number three: Captain, my name is Kash. Reporting: I spent the night peacefully, together with an old friend who decided to visit me. Then another person joined us—now that's a good infusion he gave us! Actually, I have nothing more to tell. Everything is quiet. The only thing that alarmed me—in the morning, I noticed Neyra lying unconscious. Old friend – Leukocyte, visiting Kash for several nights in a row. The infusion was given by doc. Neyra was blocked by alcohol.
Report number four (sergeant): Captain, during my patrolling no rule violations were recorded! Just a couple of remarks: I noticed a person near Wedma's cabin. I wanted to approach him and talk, but suddenly he noticed me and quickly disappeared. A second night-owl (yes, there were two) stood like a pillar at the doors of Xostor's cabin, constantly looking for someone. Having convinced myself that he had no bad intentions, I left (or perhaps, I won't lie, I got scared). (Hepatitis checked Wedma; Crabby protected Xostor)
Fourth night:
- Director! Director! - How can you explain this?! - Mr. Director! - What happened this night? Crowds of journalists were literally eating the director of one of the local schools alive, while he tried to hide from them as quickly as possible. Such public turmoil was not accidental—strange events shroud this school in a veil of darkness.
Yesterday a party took place here; all high schoolers let loose, as they say "to the fullest," and it's all thanks to the feast of all saints—Halloween! Almost all "partying" high schoolers spent the night right in the school, and it is not clear at all how this could happen, since schools are closed at night! How could the director allow such a thing? Will he be held responsible for what happened? Everyone fell asleep, but not everyone woke up...
One of the participants of this tragic event agreed to give a short interview. Journalist: Hey, WhiteLizard, hi, what can you say about what happened? WhiteLizard: Well... After the party ended, everyone dispersed into different classrooms; I and a couple of girls settled in a classroom opposite the room where nik312 was. I don't remember which of us had the key, but whoever had it lost it... meaning I and the girls couldn't leave this classroom until morning. (block) So we drank a little and... and started playing cards. After some time, we heard a knock. I boosted up the dark-haired girl... Can I not mention names? (beer, girls, gambling – clue for Kash)
Journalist: Yes, of course. WhiteLizard: Thank you. So, I boosted one girl, and she looked through the glass to see what was happening. According to her, some guy knocked on nik312's door. He opened it, after which he immediately received a powerful blow to the liver! The poor soul collapsed to the floor, and the person who hit him continued to beat him with his feet until... until he died. We were so scared! Not to mention, the three of us just sat there until morning. Journalist: Thank you!
As you can see, the holiday was a bit of a failure. Who is this person who so ruthlessly killed a student? Who is capable of such an atrocity? However, it doesn't end here. In other words, this is only the beginning.
And somewhere in the courtyard, two classmates met. - Hey! Xostor! - Yes? - Are you okay? I was so worried! - Yes of course, my older brother was with me. (protected by Crabby) With him, it's like being behind a stone wall! - And... and did you hear what happened to Ta Kotoraya...? - Yes... poor thing. Law enforcement officers found her body in the pool, with slit veins... I can even imagine how it was: Moonlight illuminated the pool, transparent water sparkled, and around... beautiful silence. The girl is resting peacefully in the pool, when suddenly she is pounced upon and they try to drown her, and for good measure, they slit her veins! - But the cops said no signs of violence were noticed. (modkill) - Well, who knows what they might say. A third person joined the conversation. - What are you guys talking about? - Ah, Wedma, hi. How was your night? - Not great. All night someone hung around, or rather walked near Kash's room. And who knows what he wanted from him. He doesn't study here, but I often observed him specifically in Kash's company. They love to drink together. (Leukocyte came again) Speaking of drinking! Today someone gave me exactly the same gift as a couple of days ago! Thank you, it is delightful. (and again the doctor) Then another girl ran up, immediately starting to mutter something quickly. - Ha! Remember that idiot, Amko? Well, someone put a noose around his neck and tied the end to a basketball hoop; the guy just croaked. He probably suffered while dying too. (modkill) Then only silence followed.
Yellow press: Drugs are being sold in the local school! A student named Hermit died of a cocaine overdose! (modkill)
Will the school be closed? Will the director be punished? Will the criminals be found? All this will be decided during the day.
Now I'll explain. Every night I had to wait for someone with ND (meaning 24 hours always passed strictly), which was quite annoying. This night, I finished off everyone who didn't send ND. Perhaps I acted unprofessionally, but it was my decision. Warning: any thrown tomato will fly back ;) Basically, I did my job, and now, I will eagerly await the mafia authored by Wedma ;)
Thanks to the Mage Guild, the experiment was interesting, even if not everything went according to plan… it’s a pity I was killed so quickly =)
It's clear that the substances didn't have much luck). Oh you, city dwellers… If I were in your place, I would have already banished the Witch long ago :D
My first kill Sorry, Arandor, but you were only killed after scanning =)
Наше оружие - неожиданность! Неожиданность и страх, страх и неожиданность - это два наших оружия! Плюс безжалостность - три наших оружия: страх, неожиданность и безжалостность! И ещё фанатичная преданность Папе - четвёртое! Наше оружие включает в себя... наше оружие включает в себя... страх, неожиданность... я сейчас!
Now, let me explain. Every night, I had to wait for someone to send their Night Defense (ND), meaning that 24 hours always passed strictly. This was quite annoying. That night, I eliminated everyone who hadn't sent their ND. Perhaps I acted unprofessionally, but it was my decision.
This is more than unprofessional. But it also contradicts the rules. So, you violated them yourself? At the same time, you "killed" Cash within the rules (formally speaking). Although
(as far as I remember, there was such a clue on TaCo in Mafia VI)
The person received a green nickname – a minority nickname. Most nickname holders have blue nicknames. It's silly to say that you can give a clue on a blue nickname because most players "follow" it.
"third" round was replaced with "fourth"
This is just nitpicking.
"it's just the beginning" was replaced with "recording"
This can still be excused as an argument, but again, it wouldn't have been difficult to tell the town that there was no such clue. (besides, it seems to be true anyway)
In general, I wasn't wrong when I wrote before the game started about your unserious attitude towards your own idea. Well, okay, the newspapers resemble gaudy, mismatched colors (like, original, maybe), but your actions, and especially their explanation that you were simply bored, are not serious. I'll repeat once again – the GM must be serious because they are in charge of the process.
P.s. If the conversation turns to the incorrect placement of my post (since I didn't participate in the game), I'll move it to "discussions," although it doesn't change the essence.
Отдай свои прошлые сны, В сомненьях себя обрети, В бешеном танце душа кружится! Не думай, что будет потом, Здесь и сейчас мы живем, Стань хоть на миг сам собой, слышишь!
All my companions were killed right away, so I was basically playing as the city itself =(((
Anyway, thanks for the game.
P.S. There's no need to bash Revan – he did everything he could.
Если кто-то тебе противоречит, подумай: может, он не прав? (с)
Говорят, что рыжие не плачут, Говорят, душа у них - огонь. Если влюблены, то любят значит, Если ненавидят - их не тронь!
"Не заблуждайтесь. Рыжие - это зло! Знаете кто был рыжим? Иуда... Что сделал Иуда? Иисуса предал - вот что! Я говорю вслух то, о чем другие только думают. Рыжие опасны. И однажды ночью, когда вы будете спать в своих кроватках, рыжие придут за вами... Они придут за вами!!!" (с) Эрик Картман
This is more than unprofessional. But it also contradicts the rules. So, did you break them yourself? At the same time, Cash "killed" the unit, but technically within the rules.
Although...
The player received a green nickname – a minority nickname. Most players have blue nicknames. It's silly to say that you can give a clue about a blue nickname because most players are associated with it.
This is just nitpicking.
This can still be considered an argument, but again, it wouldn't have been difficult to tell the city that there was no such clue. (especially since it seems to be true).
In general, I wasn't wrong when I wrote before the game started about your unserious attitude towards your own idea. Well, newspapers can be reminiscent of gaudy, mismatched colors (like, original, maybe), but your actions, and especially their explanation that you were simply bored, are not serious. I'll repeat once again – the GM must be serious because he manages the process.
P.S. If the topic of the incorrect placement of my post comes up (I didn't participate in the game), I'll move it to "discussions," although it doesn't change the essence.
I will not respond or comment on this message in any way because I see nothing but mocking criticism and provocation. Moreover, I think everyone already knows about your negative attitude towards me ;)
P.S. The main thing is that someone liked it, and I'm glad about that:)
I went to see Cash on the first day (for personal reasons), and on the second day, I went to see Kostya (he gave himself away through the voting; in my opinion, he did this throughout the game, and he also didn't write much, which is strange)... I don't know how the townspeople didn't figure him out, and he was part of the second Mafia.
[br][/br] After my death (maybe on the 3rd day), the list of suspects was: Cash, Kostya, Hermit, Witch, Vegtam... Strange votes, no less strange (and sometimes funny) arguments, and of course, their behavior.
P.S. I started to suspect the first two after the first night. It's a pity I was killed early; otherwise, I would have definitely taken someone down with me.
I just want to swear. Rev - you need to read messages in ICQ CAREFULLY! And you even modkilled me... Ugh. I actually wrote that I was checking if KOSTYANA was online. Plain as day in Russian!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm incredibly angry....
Если тебе не везёт в жизни, - играй в какую-нибудь другую игру:rolleyes: Лидер клана "Из многих единое" Приключения – это сплошные неприятности, только про них почему-то потом интересно вспоминать...
And in general – if there are complaints about the GM, forgive me, players. Rev – nothing personal. BUT. Look. Third night. I check the status of VEGTAM. Rev writes – the status could not be set. I ask – why? The answer – well, anything could have happened. Maybe you were blocked, for example. I say – but I go on the FIRST night, even BEFORE all the blocks? No. Everything is fine, supposedly. That is, the order of night actions was not followed at all, which ultimately confused the players. And not just me. (I consulted with Zubr in ICQ. He said then that Rev was wrong. What do you think?)
Otherwise – I checked Lizard (negative status – suspected him), Witch – because I started to suspect her after the first day due to her behavior. The result – mafia. Then I wanted to check Vegtam – he was killed, but still (mafia). Then Kostyan (mafia) – even though I was modkilled. In essence, again 3 out of 4 correct guesses. I like playing as a checking role for the second time in a row :) Wesker
I will not answer or comment on this message in any way, because I see nothing but mocking criticism and provocation. Moreover, I think everyone already knows about your negative attitude towards me ;)
P.S. The main thing is that someone liked it, and I'm glad about that:)
I have a good attitude towards everyone. And towards you too ;) But in general, I think that this game contained a number of violations and was not very successful. Sorry...
It happens. Don't be upset. But next time, I would advise you to be more attentive. In all senses.
Если тебе не везёт в жизни, - играй в какую-нибудь другую игру:rolleyes: Лидер клана "Из многих единое" Приключения – это сплошные неприятности, только про них почему-то потом интересно вспоминать...
And I didn’t write this without reason. It is true that I might not have noticed it (although I didn’t find such a message in Miranda’s history), because I may have logged in through a client where my history isn’t saved. However, these are already my problems. If you really sent me a PM, then I humbly ask for your forgiveness.
He said at that time that Rev was wrong.
He said? And who is he? We just have different views on this issue, that’s all. The Mage Guild has the right to interpret the rules as they see fit.
Гур
Sorry, Arandor, but you were only killed after scanning =)
