Fall 2020 Mafia - Game Thread

[Starlight Aurate]

Everyone milled about, people and Pokemon alike, arguing and pointing fingers at each other. The only two who did not partake in the mutual attacking were Detective Looker and Luna, who instead stood off to the side as they watched the scene unfold. Enigma raised an accusing finger at the Raichu and was met with other accusing fingers pointing back at him.

Enigma gave another glance at the creatures he'd been stuck with, his blood running cold. Too many were against him now. Not that he wasn't used to it, but somehow it really unsettled him this time around. Perhaps he'd played the villain for so long he was incapable of playing the hero? Or incapable of convincing others of that fact?

His eye wandered to Desper for another moment. He couldn't put his claw on it, but something felt very off about that raichu, and the way supporters had rallied around him so quickly... it was either down to his smooth-talking, or some level of trickery was afoot.

A primal fear filled Enigma, and he tried to warp away to the safety of the trees, but something held him in place. Wait, he was trapped? But how was that possible? He couldn't see anything!

With a more frantic glance at those he was rapidly beginning to see as his enemies, he vanished into thin air like someone snuffing out a candle.

It was as if he'd been ejected from reality, if you could call this reality. All that remained beneath the tree was a sinister air, and a ringing warning that perhaps everyone should indeed sleep with one eye open?


Enigma (DeliriousAbsol) has been eliminated. He was Innocent.

3 Abstain: Tanuki, Fusion, Shiny Phantump
1 Tanuki: DeliriousAbsol
1 Waffle: windskull
3 DeliriousAbsol: Persephone, DawningWinds, Equitia
No vote: Waffle, SparklingEspeon


Night 2 begins now. Every player has 37 hours to submit their night actions. Day 2 will begin Midnight UTC/8 PM EST October 13. From there on, every phase will be exactly 48 hours.

 

[Starlight Aurate]

People groggily stumble out of the little makeshift tents they had each put up, rubbing their eyes against the chill air. They all wanted to get out of there quickly—and they would get out of there (hopefully soon), but until then, it was more comforting to have some sort of shelter where they could try and keep out the moaning and groaning of the spirits. Several of the Pokemon had dug little makeshift burrows in the ground. Desper alone had slept in the wide open, his hat tipped just below his eyes and his pistol in hand. Any who were not yet up and about awoke to the sound of howls in the distance, sending hairs rising along peoples’ and Pokemon’s backs.

“Okay, do we have everyone?” Detective Looker asks. He points to each person as he mentally tallies those who are left.

Salac looked around uncertainly. It was the first night that those who were possessed would attack—who had they taken from their world? Almost reluctantly, she also started counting off those who remained.

But as she and the others looked around and counted who was left, each of them felt a weight lifting from their hearts.

“All right,” Looker said. “Looks like everyone is still here.”

No one has been eliminated. Discussion is now open for Day 2 and will continue until Midnight UTC/8 PM EST October 15.

A quick reminder: please don’t communicate with any players who are “dead” about game play.

Spoiler: Player Pings

@Tanuki @SparklingEspeon @Waffle @Equitia @windskull @Persephone @Fusion @Shiny Phantump @DawningWinds

 

[Starlight Aurate]

Kora could feel it, everyone's eyes on him. Everything pointed to him being one of them, one of the murderers. He never would seen it coming, yet here he was. He didn't try and resist, strong as he might be, there wasn't anything he could to do against a majority vote. His own vote, apparently.

"Is this it? Is this the end?" he wondered aloud as he went was walked to the outskirts of town. It made sense, better to not sully the halloween decor with a criminal. "What sequence of events brought me to this point? What abroad circumstances lead me here?"

The winds roared in his ears, a mysterious, yet fitting backdrop to his deserved demise. Yet, despite him believing himself a killer, it felt... wrong. "Is this the cruel painful plan that was orchestrated by a malevolent deity? Who am I really? What purpose did I serve in this life that was granted to me?"

The ones that brought him out didn't answer, if any followed him at all. It was hard to tell, his vision had already blurred from fear. Or was it tears? Maybe the ghosts did this. He thought back to when he and everyone first arrived here, remembering the fear on Ashwood's face. They were better off now, right?

"Did I serve a purpose?" he finally asked, looking up into the sky. It was nice, the last thing he would see being the swirling colors of the evening's sky. A somber chuckle left his body as he closed his eyes.

"I suppose I'll never know. If this is what my life lead up to, and if this is truly the end-" A sharp pain shot throughout his body, yet he decided to grin and bear it. He'd go out with a smile on his face, knowing the others were safer with him gone.

"Then I'll accept my fate."

Fusion has been lynched. He was Innocent.

Night 2 begins and will go on for the next 48 hours. You have until Midnight UTC/8 PM EST Oct. 17 to submit your night actions.

Final vote:
6 Fusion: Fusion, Tanuki, Waffle, Shiny Phantump, Persephone, DawningWinds
3 DawningWinds: Equitia, SparklingEspeon, windskull

Spoiler: Player Pings

@Tanuki @Waffle @Shiny Phantump @Persephone @DawningWinds @Equitia @SparklingEspeon @windskull

 

[Starlight Aurate]

The sun peeks over the hills as dawn breaks over the gloomy landscape—or perhaps it would have if this wasn’t a shadow-land cloaked in incessant darkness. As it is, a brisk wind howls through the air as a pearly moon shines down on the unwilling participants of the shadow game. The humans had all taken to their own little makeshift tents—one hand stuck out of Ashwood’s, loosely holding the paw of the Raichu who still slept out in the open with his cowboy hat covering his face and his free paw on his pistol.

After the brief and unexplained flash of a giant space-god appearing and congratulating the new couple (and taunting their imminent demise), the night had passed by peacefully—or so it seems…

The white-haired boy who had greeted the participants to this strange place materializes out of the darkness, looking down on them with a maniacal smile stretched over his face. The silly creatures had slain two of their own, and during the night, he knows the spirits had taken another.

But as he watches the Pokemon emerge from their burrows and people stumble out of their tents, the smile evaporates from his face.

“How the hell are all of you still alive?!”



No one was eliminated. Day 3 has begun and will continue for 48 hours, until Midnight UTC/8 PM EST October 19.

Spoiler: Player Pings

@SparklingEspeon @Persephone @Shiny Phantump @windskull @Equitia @Tanuki @Waffle @DawningWinds

 

[Starlight Aurate]

It was surprising he'd survived that long, if he could spare a second of tactless snark to say. A detective, perhaps the only detective here, would be a striking but certain kill in a game of wits and deception. He still felt the knife in his back, cold, sharp and surrounded by numbing pain.

If anything, the only thought he could muster through all the shock was that it had been so sudden. A knife in his back, and just like that he had only seconds to live. He'd never even know who his murderer was. Such an unfitting way for a detective to go out.

The seconds ticked by like hours. Looker's last thought was to ask himself if death really was final here; would he just be ejected from the game, or would he die for good? Had they all been gambling their lives for the sake of a pointless sport? Either way, he supposed, he was about to find out. For better or for worse.

His vision faded, and he hit the ground.

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As morning arrives, the wind howls through the hills and over the gloomy landscape. A creature of some sort can be heard adding its song to the moaning and groaning of the wind and restless spirits. People and Pokemon alike emerge from the tents and burrows, casually yawning and stretching. At this point, they’ve grown accustomed to the nights passing uneventfully. Looker would take count, announce that it was safe, and the day would go on with accusations, a wedding, and eventually a lynching.

But while everyone waits for the familiar deep voice to say, “It’s okay, we’re all here,” their spirits dim and they looked around. Luna gasps as she reaches down and picks up a magnifying glass, cracks spiderwebbing over its surface.

“They finally took one,” Shimmer mutters faintly.



Detective Looker (SparklingEspeon) was killed. He was Innocent. Day 4 begins and will last for 48 hours until Midnight UTC/8 PM EST October 23.