Posts from Mafia 24. Spy Paranoia

Not very friendly, **Werevolka**.

I think it's quite friendly. I even gave him a positive rating in the database.

Zedzi, have you read the rules, and do you have any general questions?

Zedzi, have you read the rules? Do you have any general questions?

I have. At least, I don't have any questions right now.

Okay.
Gur is replaced by Zedzi!

Role assigned.

First Night!

Suddenly! A harsh voice, speaking broken Russian, blared from the speakers. If Heavy isn't enjoying his favorite sandwich, then his tongue is free to unleash his entire vocabulary. And if there are many Heavies… The spies were saved from the pleasure of hearing the refined speech of Pushkin and Lermontov by a series of explosions: loud, but ineffective – the Blue engineers were just that kind of engineers… The base systems, blocked by the Red, held. Due to the lack of windows, the bewildered snipers first lazily shot at squirrels, and then held a competition: "kill a scout in the break between Uber charges." But the Soldier wasn't sleeping. He craved the blood of the enemy! He was at war! He was against inaction! And our hero found an abandoned teleport to the base in the nearest badger den! The Soldier didn't run for reinforcements – he might not have time! And so, after much effort, the technology yielded… The main, large screen in the command post suddenly shattered into pieces, revealing to the spies the Soldier, tangled in wires, with a distorted face. He wanted to say something, but he bit through the wires and died instantly from a powerful electric shock. The lights went out in the base…
…A shot rang out in the darkness, blowing off the head of the unfortunate Soldier, and the circuit was broken. An emergency generator kicked in, and the lamps illuminated the room again. To say that much happened in that minute of darkness would be an understatement. Blood flooded the floor as if it had always been there. The first corpse noticed by the survivors belonged to Happy Girl – the poor girl was hanging from the ceiling wires. How she got there so quickly was a mystery. The same could be said for the fate of Arandor – half of his body was sticking out of the monitor of one of the supercomputer cabinets, standing near the first victim. Near the table with the briefcase, three corpses were found: Zedzi died from a dozen knife wounds that turned his chest into a mess, Slonysh’s neck was twisted 180 degrees, providing a complete and useless view of the rear, MedjersoN’s skull was smashed with some heavy object, thus demonstrating all of the last one's remarkable spy intelligence. Strangely, the coveted briefcase was moved away from the friendly trio and, gleaming with dents and bloodstains, didn't look very presentable. The suit of the murdered Ta Kotoraya... was starting to take on a distinctly dark red hue due to the abundant loss of blood from a neatly cut throat. The main source of the "bloody flood" was Aziral`, whose body, in the best traditions of horror movies, was clearly divided into its components with a hand saw. Based on the blood trail and the cigarette case near the elevator door, it was concluded that Thorium had transitioned from sliding to a state of flight, and he was immediately awarded the Chkalov Order, minus the first degree. And the last victim was Koteiko – someone simply, in a scout-like manner, beat him to death with a chair leg…
(the names of the spies were determined by their personalized cigarette cases)

The main screen went dark, thus ending the demonstration. Instead, the speakers spoke importantly:
“Have you ever thought that the complex situation you are in is just a test? A trial. With fake scenery and actors. A test of you and your skills. Did you think that someone wants to see how you will cope with this task? And then compare the results with the performance of other people. And choose the best… Didn't you think? Well, it's time!
There are no Red spies among you. Your paranoia is your enemy at the moment. You are not as special as you thought. You are the same. In terms of training and capabilities. But only the one who subdues his mind will win. Today, the consequences could have been as already shown – your thoughts are predictable. But you are given a second chance. You are given knowledge. Now you are fully prepared. Now there will be no more concessions. Only the best will remain.”

Everyone is alive.

The First Day begins!

Happy New Year, friends! =* All explanations and additions to the rules will be posted on December 31, 2010! Don't get too angry. :smile16:

Could you please provide the explanation a bit earlier? Including the time zone and other relevant details.

No, the consequences couldn't have been that severe, considering the number of corpses. This is a hint for the defenders! Where were you when they were throwing me into the monitor?)

I don't understand anything. Does this mean that the mafia is gone? Well, then we've won, we can close it down :smile02:

The first half of the newspaper is truthful; it reflects the results of all your actions. ^_^

Change #1
In the game topic, you are allowed to reveal your role and any related information. Have fun, communicate, and strategize!

The consequences couldn't have been any different.

Since I'm saying they could have been, it means they could have.
Read and analyze the second part of the newspaper carefully!

Change #2
Before each night, I will announce some kind of event. This is to prevent the game from ending too quickly!

Change #3
The first day will last longer than 24 hours... I apologize for this...

Okay, I'll give you a hint so you don't have to struggle.

You are the same. In terms of preparation and abilities.

And what is a "role" in the current setting?)))

Somewhere here, it smells like a major scam.

The first half of the newspaper is truthful; it reflects the results of all your actions. ^_^

Everyone is alive.

Lol, what? .....

Lol what?

Thorium, explain it to him.

Ah, Veggie understood everything right away. I bet each of us was assigned the role of a madman.