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Posts from Mafia 91. Experimental Redemption.
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24 hours. Guys, have you stopped playing? =/ It's not that bad to forget about the characters!
It seems that rolling blackouts have reached here too ((
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A heated debate was raging among the players. They used their terminals and delved into databases, trying to decipher the clues, but they couldn't reach a consensus. One of them, observing this chaos, calculated the chances of his team's survival... Coming to a discouraging conclusion, he sighed and quietly slipped back into his chamber, ostensibly to search for more information. There, after a moment of thought, he made up his mind and entered a secret command...
"ALL PARTICIPANTS ARE REQUESTED TO PROCEED TO THE 'HALL OF JUSTICE' AND TAKE THEIR SEATS! DISOBEDIENCE WILL BE PUNISHED WITH EXTREMELY CRUEL AND PAINFUL DEATH!"
Not understanding what was happening, the participants gathered in the central hall and sat in their chairs. Their hands were immediately bound by automatic locks, which did not please most of the male players.
- What the hell?! We still have time! - the men shouted.
- This is unfair! You must follow your own rules! - the women added.
"PLEASE MAINTAIN SILENCE! AN OPERATION IS IN PROGRESS, IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE RULES OF THE GAME!"
Gradually, everyone fell silent. And some began to understand what was happening, and they looked around with apprehension, looking at their unfortunate fellow players. "Just not me, just not me..." they prayed to themselves.
But the prayers of Grady Buckley were not heard. The Irishman was pierced by electric shocks, and the air was filled with the smell of burning flesh... Everyone watched in shock as he died.
"The day is over. All players are requested to return to their chambers."
"ALL PARTICIPANTS ARE REQUESTED TO PROCEED TO THE 'HALL OF JUSTICE' AND TAKE THEIR SEATS! DISOBEDIENCE WILL BE PUNISHED WITH EXTREMELY CRUEL AND PAINFUL DEATH!"
Not understanding what was happening, the participants gathered in the central hall and sat in their chairs. Their hands were immediately bound by automatic locks, which did not please most of the male players.
- What the hell?! We still have time! - the men shouted.
- This is unfair! You must follow your own rules! - the women added.
"PLEASE MAINTAIN SILENCE! AN OPERATION IS IN PROGRESS, IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE RULES OF THE GAME!"
Gradually, everyone fell silent. And some began to understand what was happening, and they looked around with apprehension, looking at their unfortunate fellow players. "Just not me, just not me..." they prayed to themselves.
But the prayers of Grady Buckley were not heard. The Irishman was pierced by electric shocks, and the air was filled with the smell of burning flesh... Everyone watched in shock as he died.
"The day is over. All players are requested to return to their chambers."
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Remi pounds the button on the display with his fists, the name Aleksey Plyukhin flashing on the screen. He twitches violently and spits on the terminal. Then he collapses to the floor and curls up in a fetal position.
- Where...is...my...fix...?
- Where...is...my...fix...?
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Day Two
The sudden end of the game day did not mean the end of the real day. So, for the entire second half of it, the participants were forced to remain isolated from each other. Some checked the database again, some pondered what move to make, some cried, and some writhed in agony. In any case, sooner or later, each of them fell asleep. And someone – to never wake up again…
In the morning, a fresh corpse was discovered. This time, there was only one, and not in a locked cell, which confirmed the words of "Phoenix" about the doctor and the antidote. However, there were no participants willing to examine the deceased more closely, and soon the familiar mechanical voice summoned everyone back to the "Hall of Justice" so that fresh news would appear on the screen.
Good morning, dear players!
First, I would like to express my condolences for Grady, who was eliminated prematurely. However, let's not dwell too long on people like him. After all, even in this game, he was just an ordinary minor pawn.
The inhabitant of cell 9 was the object of attention from the man in the hat today. And the man from cell 1, unfortunately, could not perform his actions today. By the way, don't forget to ask number 4 what it's like to be simultaneously under protection and unable to do anything? Popularity is not always a good thing.
The Phoenix organization respects your desire to express grief for the deceased Abimbola, but let's be optimistic! This is a lesson that gossip does not lead to anything good! If our company held funerals for the victims, we would definitely include that very hit from the charts of Great Britain and other European countries in the year of Gretzky's departure at his ceremony.
That's all! Have a nice day, dear participants!
Player status:
{Cell 1}Alexey Plyukhin - alive.
{Cell 2}Petr Sidorov - alive.
{Cell 3}Abimbola Lumumba - killed.
{Cell 4}Don Gusto - alive.
{Cell 5}Dmitry Polishchuk - killed.
{Cell 6}Ayaka Hirano - killed.
{Cell 7}Grady Buckley - executed.
{Cell 8}Es Manush - alive.
{Cell 9}Tuukka Itala - alive.
{Cell 10}Petr Korobkov - alive.
{Cell 11}Klim Chugunkin - alive.
{Cell 12}Rémi Vincent - alive.
{Cell 13}Alice Bonny - alive.
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I believe Grady was a frontman. Well done, Mayor, keep it up.
Aleshka and Don were in the block. And there was only one murder, so it's likely that one of these two is a coward, a scoundrel, and a good-for-nothing. Or maybe both. But something tells me that Leshenka isn't entirely innocent either. Therefore, I think we should get rid of Alexei Plyukhin.
By the way, I still can't understand why none of the boys come to visit me? I'm so bored and lonely, and I really want some male attention... or maybe a lot... or better yet, as much attention as possible!
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That's bad. The city dwellers are being wiped out again.
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Now I can definitely execute players randomly.
I'll execute Plesa.
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Now I can definitely execute players randomly.
I'll execute Plesa.
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Arandor could have been executed. He was in the block, but there was only one kill.
And if anything, let the inspector visit Plesa.
And if anything, let the inspector visit Plesa.
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I just want a little male attention... or maybe a lot... or even better, as much attention as possible!
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And why was Alex a frontman?
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basically, just like in the previous Mafia game, the person is in a block, and there is no murder. Execute Arandor. Apparently, Olam correctly solved the clue once again.
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They could have executed Arandor. He was in the block, but there was no murder.
And if anything happens, let the inspector visit Plesa.
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And why was Alex a front man?
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How about as many boys as possible?
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Arandor is most likely Mafia. And the fact that he wasn't killed confirms it. It's not a good idea to hang him now.
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Besides, I'd rather execute Arandor based on evidence and a block than Plesen based on some random thing.
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On the other hand, Ples might get a modkill for his activity. Or an inspector might actually visit him.
I'm banning Neyru for now. She's being too persistent in the Arandor forum.
I'm banning Neyru for now. She's being too persistent in the Arandor forum.
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Oh, yes. Executing me is definitely a very wise decision. Rather, your attempt to somehow defend Arandor looks suspicious and raises doubts about your peaceful intentions.
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