Posts from Мафия 36. Fullmetal Alchemist

Toxx ignored us.

That's not true. Maybe he didn't have time to finish it. You didn't even ask him why he isn't releasing the final version.

He was online yesterday and today, but there's still no response.

Study + meeting with HoMMers = came home late, tired. If others read other topics, they would know

They could have ended the game before the draw.

In short, the FINAL.
Thank you all for playing!
(Maybe I'll add something later if Tox finally releases the final version).

He'll get to it, he'll get to it. It will be ready soon.

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Great... The first post got messed up... -___- Oh well, no use crying over spilled milk...

We did warn you...
Okay, forget about the post, let's get to the final version!

The silence was broken only by the crackle of tongues of flame. Colonel Roy Mustang, clutching his wounded side, used his free hand to perform transmutation once more. Lust, kneeling before him, screamed in agony yet again and burned. But from the charred remains, she returned to life ownce more. Mustang noted with satisfaction that the rebirth was happening slowly. Soon, it would be over for the creature. Lust herself understood this, but she did not want to die in silence; thus, as soon as her vocal cords recovered, she spoke in a raspy voice:
- Colonel, are you not ashamed to kill a beautiful girl?
Mustang, who had already raised his hand for the final ignition, merely smirked:
- Yes, I do indeed have a weakness for women. But did you really think I would succumb to my weakness?
With these words, the colonel set ownce more his hated interlocutor ablaze. And once again, a scream of agony pierced the morning silence on the outskirts of the capital. Apparently, Mustang himself was fond of talking at critical moments, as he continued as soon as Lust's ears had recovered.
- You, creature, made a huge mistake when you came to me yourself. Do you really think I don't know all the most beautiful girls in this city? I realized immediately that I had never seen you before! And now be so kind, my charred beauty, turn to ash.
The colonel snapped his fingers, this time for the last. Lust's body could no longer sustain life—and it left her. Of WisTrit, only burnt chunks of meat and ash remained, which were scattered by a gust of the morning breeze. Mustang grinned. Of course, he had been ready for the attack. And when the homunculus lured him into the alley, the colonel set her on fire almost immediately. Yes, in the intervals between burnings, she managed to wound the man, and his bloody side was the best proof of that. But Roy won. Turning around, the colonel headed toward the nearest taxi stand. Many more events were meant to happen this day, and he could not miss them...

- Major General, under your command are perhaps the best soldiers in our country. But unfortunately, they have one significant flaw. They are mortal.
Brigadier General Basque la Grand and Major General Olivia Armstrong were strolling through the corridors of Central Command. Both were in a good mood, despite the fact that due to the death of the Fuhrer, a mountain of work had fallen upon the council of generals. And both laughed at this witty joke by the Brigadier General. However, after laughing, Grand continued:
- And would you like to have an immortal army? - he asked seriously.
- Why such questions, general? It is impossible, - Olivia huffed skeptically.
- And what if I told you that it is quite possible? - Basque winked and smiled conspiratorially. - Wouldn't you want to replace Briggs' army with immortal warriors?
"Now you've fallen for it," Olivia thought.
- That is a very interesting question... - she said thoughtfully. - Look out the window, general. Do you see my soldiers?
Basque raised his eyebrows in surprise and turned toward the window.
- No, why would they be there?.. - Grand began, but his speech was interrupted by Olivia Armstrong's saber, which pierced the Brigadier General' same heart.
- But they are there! - the Major General answered Basque, who was already dead, with malice and shouted out the window. - Guys, time!
No one answered her shout, but Olivia knew that everything was fine. Cleaning the saber of Grand's blood on his own clothes, she walked briskly further down the corridor. And Paly remained by the window, kneeling with a surprised look on his face as he rested his head on the windowsill. His eyes never saw the camouflaged platoon of soldiers from Briggs, who had set out by their queen's order for a great cause—the same revolution...

By evening, it was all over. The combined forces of Olivia Armstrong's and Grumman's troops, supported by ordinary soldiers of the Central Army, among whom Maes Hughes conducted motivational work, and a detachment of specialists under Roy Mustang, took the entire capital under their control. Almost all of the leadership that had sold out to the homunculi were imprisoned. The overthrow of the totalitarian regime established by King Bradley was announced throughout the country. At the same window where the revolution began with the murder of Basque Grand, Roy Mustang and Maes Hughes stood watching the sunset, talking about the events of the past week.
- And still, how did you manage to reach an agreement with Major General Armstrong? - Hughes asked. - You two never liked each other; moreover, she couldn't even stand you.
- You know I'm a charming guy. In the end, she succumbed to my charisma, - Mustang answered jokingly and then continued more seriously: - Olivia is a kind person at heart. And she understood that such a militarized country has no future.
- But what about her ambitions regarding the Fuhrer's seat? Did she give them up?
- Oh, we had a conversation with her on that topic. I'll even quote her: "You are so funny, Mustang. I can't wait to see where your naive ideals lead the country. Therefore, I will continue to stand as a wall on the border and protect Amestris from external threats. He and you alone will be more than enough for it."
The friends laughed and walked down the corridor.
- Indeed, the Major General always had a specific sense of humor. So she went North? - Hughes asked.
- Yes. Apparently, Morning can no longer do without him, - both men were silent for a while, then Roy addressed Maes: - What will you be doing now?
- You already know the answer! I promised that I would support you until the end. Apparently, I'll have to take the position of adjutant to the Fuher... I mean, President. I just can't get used to these reforms, heh.
- Are you sure you can stand old Grumman's company? - Mustang asked mockingly.
- Grumman? - Hughes looked at Roy in surprise. - What do you mean?..
- Yes, Maes... I thought about it and concluded that sitting in one chair until the end of my days is not for me. My nature demands action. Moreover, there are still many places in our country where problems of one kind or another exist. I intend to visit them all and help the people there.
- Is that so... - Hughes said softly, then smiled. - Well then, order an extra train ticket! I'm not letting you get rid of me.
- You are predictable, - Mustang sighed and took two tickets for the day after tomorrow's train to Lior from his military uniform pocket. - It's already done.
- Good. So, is Grumman President now?
- Yes. He told me that youth requires action, but at his age, one wants peace; and for an old man like him, the most suitable thing is to sit in the president's post in a quiet, peaceful capital... Exaggerating, as always.
- But it sounds so beautiful, doesn't it? The first president of Amestris—Deliries!
- Indeed... Alright, let's go. Your wife invited us to dinner, right? And the Elric brothers will be there... It will be interesting to see Alphonse's new armor, won't it, Amko?
- Yes, WishmasteR, you are right. Let's go, my sunshine is already waiting for me.
And the two best friends headed for the exit of the headquarters. But beneath them, deep in the dungeons of the capital, evil still lurked... These foolish little humans have only won a battle, but not the war. The world will yet hear of the homunculi! Their plan will certainly be fulfilled. And it doesn't matter how much time passes. For an immortal, years are but grains of sand in the hourglass of Eternity.

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Player List

Edward Elric - Fray
Alphonse Elric - Небо
Colonel Roy Mustang - WishmasteR
Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye - Reinhard
Lieutenant General Grumman - Deliries
Major Alex Armstrong - Spear
Major General Olivia Armstrong - Morning
Captain Maes Hughes - Amko
Winry - Киц Кицунька
Izumi Curtis - Arandor
Doctor Knox - WhiteLizard
Yoki - Dgak

Fuhrer King Bradley (Wrath) - Нэйра Дрэйк
Brigadier General Basque la Grand - Paly
Major Solf J. Kimblee - Леанна
Lust - WisTrit
Envy - L.Depravado

Scar - Драккошка

Greed - Ment

It turned out pretty well, and as practice has shown, settings based on anime series are quite playable. Being the last to sign up, I got the last role, that of a town marksman. Actually, I found it boring to sit around doing nothing, missing the Night Phase, waiting for me to be killed. So I got to work right away, and I ended up on Crabby by random assignment. With Arandor, it turned out badly, but overall, there were some positives. An open world with natural protection that can be trusted, a dead maniac, and the second player burned, which may have led to his death on the next night and the death of the Mafia. I still don't understand why Grumman needed to reveal my action with a note, while the others tried to figure out the clues against me.

Okay, what can I say?
I liked the newspapers that didn't drag on. I didn't like the pressure in private messages to send the Night Detective (ND) out sooner, even though the first is a consequence of the second. I strongly disliked the changing of role rules during the game. Even if, let's say, the order of the ND based on greed can be called a cosmetic addition, since players could have inquired about this before the game, then the unexpected surprise in the form of the Mafia General breaking through defenses on the fourth night looks like nothing more than an attempt to balance the current situation in the game, which is just completely wrong. This should not be done in any case, as everyone has understood for a long time, based on some previous games. Well, otherwise, it was okay, and even good for a first time. However, I have a humble request for all potential GMs: don't turn "Mafia Have" into this kind of setting, as nothing good will come of it.
If anyone is interested, that block on Lynx wasn't intuition, despite the newspaper's name. I was deciphering a clue and checking dates in profiles until they somehow matched Kitsune, and then Tox CORRECTED THE CLUE, and I, with less confidence, redirected my suspicion to Lynx. I thought about leaving a note from Olive, saying that I was blocking a suspected Mafia member based on a certain clue, and if there was no kill, they should execute him. But I didn't, as the interpretation of the clue looked forced (for the same reason, I didn't voice this interpretation during the day either; anyway, no one would have executed anyone, especially since I didn't want to argue this time). Nevertheless, it worked for me.
I liked Mental's day and night game. I really did. I didn't like Jack at all. I didn't follow the previous game and didn't know how justified it was to call him the worst player in the set, but this time it was just awful. Not making the slightest effort to play, justifying it with business and some kind of resentment towards the previous setting and the people, and then, after a fair hanging, writing "ha-ha, the town is a salmon" is just ridiculous. It wouldn't be so absurd if you hadn't failed, but you didn't write anything during the day and revealed yourself as a suicide from the beginning of the game. OF COURSE, THEY WILL GO TO YOU AT NIGHT, WHO ELSE WOULD THEY GO TO? DANGEROUS JACK. From whom you can't get a word out during the day and who revealed himself so obviously that "now it's definitely not him, which means you definitely need to check him."
Regarding the balance, it seemed that the negatives were too strong, and it was a real miracle that the town pulled through. If Revenant hadn't figured out Mental, and Mental had decided to strike at the town, if the Mafia had used the bomb more successfully, or if there had been "pro players with thousands of games in real life, who would definitely dominate everyone in real-life Mafia" x)))000, if no one had replaced Crabby and Olive had grabbed the modkill, and so on.
In general, it was a bit lackluster: there were a lot of newbies. This is not bad in itself, but they are mostly read-only, and there are few active players. There's not much to remember.

Thank you all for the game.

We played pretty well.
MENT, you ruined everything for us! Why did you kill our noble and kind Führer?! If you hadn't done that, we would have won by the next night, and everything would have been so wonderful, but no, you had to do it this way, badly!

Finally, the grand finale. Thanks again to Toks for the organization and interesting newspapers, as well as for making me practically the main hero of the game through the descriptions :) Thanks to everyone else for the game, it was interesting. Special thanks to Amka, without him, the city wouldn't have won (Toks managed to tell some things at the meeting, the rest - you'll find out from the log). Thanks to Rain for continuing to revive the life of the city's archer (I hope you and Delirious forgive us :o). Delirious, Leanna, and Frey, congratulations on your debut (even if it wasn't successful for everyone, there's still a lot ahead). And of course, congratulations to the city on the victory! It's probably time to award the nomination for "the most clueless city dweller." In this game, if not first, then at least a prize-winning place definitely goes to me :rolleyes: But the clues - that's something else... Especially the anthropomorphic magpie) Although the clue for Leanna was good.

Well, now I'll share my thoughts. The ending was beautiful and promising. ToX played the Game Master role well, in a literary manner. My only remark is that he made some mistakes (like, "Oh yeah, I forgot about the Philosopher's Stone...").
Regarding the players: Grumman-Deliries. She made very good moves (I don't know if it was logic or intuition, but she managed to clarify the situation in the town). I also can't fail to mention the newspaper, in which she most shamelessly betrayed Reven, who didn't live long after that. I needed to do this so that I wouldn't be executed during the day.
Kosha performed well; she clearly underestimates herself.
Let the Mafia players talk about themselves :) I can only mention Lynx: she didn't give herself away with her behavior; she acted as usual, in detail. That also takes skill. I also want to note that their move to kill me was suicidal: essentially, the game could have ended right after that night. The advantage of the Serial Killer is that it's beneficial for them to maintain a balance between the town and the Mafia; killing the Serial Killer in this case equals imbalance. Of course, they might have gotten lucky, and I would have killed a town member, but you can't risk it. They took the risk and paid the price.
Amko turned out to be Hughes :) Well, yes, everything adds up. The thing is, I wasn't going to kill Neyra that night: although I had suspicions about her, I suspected Amko even more. He has the status of a leader => that already gives a 25% chance of him being the Mafia + it's unclear why he liked the clue about Jack, who was clearly a Berber. But Amko turned out to be good; maybe he anticipated my actions and redirected them where necessary.
Regarding Jack: I'm sorry, but it's wrong to be so open about your role when the town has no leads on you. And frankly, it annoys me; it's a bad habit that many players in "real" Mafia suffer from. So, I don't regret the execution. Besides, I'm a Serial Killer; it's not that important to me who I execute.
Lizard made a great move; I respect that.
And there's one more player that needs to be mentioned – it's Morny. He simply performed excellently: really good ideas, correct conclusions, a successful execution of Lynx. I think the prize in the "Most Level-Headed Player of Mafia 36" category should rightfully go to him.
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Oh yes, the Mafia also clumsily used the stone on me – the best way to kill Olivia. That move was strange.

Ah yes, I expected to be killed by the Mafia, but not by the Serial Killer. Cop, why did you do that? I would have burned you with a note anyway, and at night, I'm not a threat to you at all.

I also noticed that the Mafia in "Mafia" is becoming less and less influential. What if Revanko hadn't "taken out" a quarter of the city? What if the maniacs hadn't started by doing the same thing? Then they would have had no chance at all. They survived for so long only thanks to luck, but then they decided to kill Ryzh and failed the first time. And then Ment decided to ruin the whole game.

Ah yes, the Mafia also terribly failed by throwing a stone at me – the best way to kill Olivia. This move was really strange.

But what about Olivia? What's the point of killing her when there are only six people left and you can just kill two others and win the vote.