Posts from Mafia 33. The American Dream

WhiteLizard gave me permission to count votes from the cloud... Himself! With his own hand!

You tricky lot, I'll end up going bankrupt on the rep in the end! Well fine, in any case, after the game is over, no one will get anything for counting, even if they count to infinity...)
Liz isn't in a state to write the finale right now
Those who want to can flood the chat for while
Anyway, all business tomorrow morning x_x

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Chapter 7. American Brain.

So, two people were walking along a dusty road outside the city.
- But where are we going Ver? – Kits looked questioningly at "Black Lotus".
- You'll find out Kits, you'll find out.
- Fine, but could you put away that terrible gun? It's making me a bit uneasy... ^^ especially when it's pressed against my temple.
- And the fact that they intend to execute you today – that doesn't make you uneasy?
- That too, but it wasn't as awkward; besides, I heard they give you oatmeal and 1 phone call in prison before execution x)
- Well, sounds quite optimistic, - Ver smirked. – Fine, I think it's better for us to be allies than enemies. After all, we both want the same thing?
- Oh yes. – Kits happily took the gun that had been threatening her just a few seconds ago.
- See that abandoned bunker ahead, Kitsun? Now watch. – Lotus pressed a button on the remote and an explosion rang out.
- Oh how beautiful, they didn't promise any fireworks like this today.
- You're wrong. – Werevolka smiled, - today's fireworks will be even cooler.
The girls entered through the steel door warped by the explosion. Ver clicked something on the panel and the lights came on.
- If you want to hide something, put it in the most obvious place.
- Stupid Americans, - Kits nodded.


A couple of minutes later they were already at the central control console. Werevolka connected her laptop to the stationary computer and began hacking.
- And what next Ver, what are you going to do? – Kitsun settled into the commander's chair.
- I will do what I should have done long ago, if not for that commotion in the city. Recently we managed to learn about a major American program "Fire from sky" involving 12 solar satellites. American scientists wanted to create the most grandiose network of power plants in the world: drop a column of focused sunlight onto the earth and convert this monstrous energy into ordinary electric current. But they never figured out how to handle such power and the project was abandoned. However, I know how to handle it.
- Don't you think it's dangerous to play with such a toy?
- Oh yes, you noticed correctly, it is a toy... for gods. And now we can finally wipe America off the face of the earth! I've already uploaded the data; a searing column of plasma will pass through New York and Washington on its way. Just like in the biblical legend, we will wipe the unclean cities of Sodom and Gomorrah off the face of the earth.
At that moment, a green button lit up on the computer.
- Excellent, Kits, so are you with me?
- You are not a god, you are Satan. – Ver felt the cold steel of the gun at her temple. – Take your hands off the keyboard, smoothly and slowly...
- Hah, Kits, and here I thought we had a common goal, - Werevolka only laughed.
- Yes Ver, but we haven't fallen so low as to destroy millions of lives. If it comes to that, you didn't think about the righteous people remaining in those cities! Only Allah has the right to decide their fates...
- Don't make me laugh Kits. But one thing I know for sure – your fate is sealed.
In an instant, Black Lotus intercepted the gun and shot the girl in the stomach, and Kitsun fell onto the cold metal floor.
- You know Ver... I know I will die, but still I want to say one last thing... – Kits' voice was already weakening and Werevolka had to lean in to hear the words.
- What is it?
- THANK YOU WISTRIT FOR THE BULLETPROOF VEST! – swinging her arm, the doctor injected a syringe into Lotus' neck.
- What is this! Traitor! – Werevolka crawled toward the control panel, but her vision was already beginning to blur...
- I must... in the name of cleansing... the world... - But strength failed the girl and her hand collapsed two centimeters from the button.

- Well, well, well – Laughter rang out from the dim corridor, - nice job, girls! – said WisTrit. Now that he stepped into the light, four general's stars shone brightly on his epaulettes.
- General, thank you for agreeing to this plan, I hope I have justified your trust?
- Of course Kitsun. Although I am still surprised how you guessed I was working under the cover of a journalist.
- Your posture gave you away, general ~^
- Oh well, what can you do, skills cannot be hidden just like that! Now you're probably waiting for me to say something about you?
- Yes... - Kits lowered her eyes guiltily.
- Well then, since you didn't betray us and cooperated, I grant you full amnesty. We'll make it so no one knows you were even here. By the way, this is for you, take it.
- What is it?
- A new passport. The hospital still needs a talented doctor!
- Oh thank you, Wis! – Kits threw her arms around his neck and hugged the general tightly.
- Now alright, alright... - He only awkwardly patted the girl on the back in response.
<...>

A month later.

WisTrit stood by a neat little grave of Nebo with a chrysanthemum in his hands.
- Forgive me lieutenant, that I sent you on such a dangerous mission... - oh well, the general shed a tear, - I just wanted you to get promoted and for us to finally go to the Bahamas together-ee-ee... Farewell cocktails and sunny beaches, oh sadness of sadness!
Meanwhile Kits stood by the grave of L.Depravado and watched the event happening here. Dryads flew out from the nearby forest and began dancing in a circle on the clearing next door. Then they noticed Kits and asked what the problem was. In response, she only pointed her finger at her friend's grave. Then the fairies sprinkled the earth with pollen and performed a mysterious ritual after which El's soul was free again and....
- Kits, Kits, wake up! – A light rain was drizzling all around and Wis was pushing her in the shoulder. – Are you abusing those little pink pills I gave you for safekeeping again? Damn it... Alright, how about the Bahamas then? I happen to have two tickets left.
Kits began to smile and nodded distractedly. WisTrit smiled back.


Roles:

1. Neyra Drake - Girl with a dog
2. WishmasteR - Jarman Kell
3. Knyaz_OMEGA - Millionaire
4. WisTrit - Journalist
5. Werevolka - Black Lotus
6. L.Depravado - Patrolman
7. Kits Kitsunka - Dr. Traxis
8. Lord_de_Sat - Hacker
9. Arandor - Doctor
10. Thorium - Colonel Burton
11. Ple-Sen - Nadji
12. Hermit - Townswoman
13. Loreley - Prosecutor
14. Morning - Biker
15. Nebo - L. Eva
16. Reinhard - Imam Shadi
17. RiMpel2 - Cunning manager

Archive password - "evenings on the farm near Dikanka", log coming soon. Well, thank you all for the game :)

Who won?

Oh yes, congratulations to the maniac for winning by default!
But historically, the city still won =p

Is this what they call a "maniac" winning?[br][/br]When will the endings finally match the actual outcome, like they used to?

What the hell is player number 16 a Mafia again???

Is this what it means when a city wins?

Oh, Waiti, thank you so much for such a great finale, it's a balm for my wounded soul))). So, where to begin? This was probably a wonderful game, a set without unnecessary innovations, classic, not stressful, with a good taste overall. I was actually scared at the beginning by these hidden roles, but then I realized that they only added to the interest in the game. Waiti, you're great! ^^ I got a lot of pleasure, and not only thanks to the wonderful GM, but also thanks to my team. I couldn't connect properly with some of them (it's inconvenient on a phone), but still, Kitsunka, Reinhard, Vishmaster, and Ple-Sen, you are a wonderful team. I think no one will be offended if I highlight Kits, I think that in some ways this was your debut, being part of the mafia is definitely your thing, in the field of "pretending to be a townie," there is no one equal to you. I played for only two days (it's a pity, of course), but I still enjoyed it. Thank you all for the game, everyone played great. Also, a huge thank you for the absence of squabbles. :)

Yes, what difference does it make what Liz wrote there? The main thing is that the maniac won, and we congratulate Vervolka on that =)
However, it's still not good that the description says the evil mafia won :3

Now, at least, it’s clear why the notes from the patrol were false. At least we believed them once.

I completely forgot! City/Maniac, congratulations on your victory!

And Vistrite knew it from the very beginning).

Shooting a lynx is like sniping.
Yes, under certain conditions, it would be very difficult to identify a traitor.

Yes, the game was good. Not like rpaiv 76: frapna in neravi.

It’s true that you can rack your brains over the newspapers.
I got upset on the fourth day when I found myself dead, and I would have torn my hair out if I had any, because I had bought Plesen, Vishmaster, and Reven (well, that was the next day, after my note), and Rimple was executed. And that was after the Lizard had already nudged me, saying, "solve the clues, you idiot." I voted for him again, that's true, because someone had been piling on me the whole game, and then they found out that I hadn't even been paying taxes. But then, it was okay, I at least left some information in my will before I died.
It was nice to see how Neyra carried the second half of the game during the day, and the Werewolf at night. Congratulations to the Werewolf on a completely and absolutely deserved victory with his mana-killing ability.

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