High Society Mafia: Game Thread

Saying more would only benefit the mafia at this stage.
 
Because I'm a bit thick. But it's a threeway tie, could go anyway.
 
Final Tally
Snerk (2) - Visorslash, classical_hero
KingMorgan (2) - askthepizzaguy, Zack
landlubber (2) - Takhisis, Snerk
robbiecon (1) - Autolycus
Autolycus (1) - BSmith1068
Takhisis (1) - landlubber

Not voting: KingMorgan, robbiecon, johnhughthom, choxorn, Backwards Logic
 
Gah, I didn't think the day ended for another few hours. Forgot to vote. :blush:
 
Evening Two




As the sun set on a calm Mediterranean sea, the guests gathered together on the Herculina's rear deck for after-dinner drinks and light conversation. The day had been spent, for the most part, on relaxation and sunbathing, with only passing attention paid to the eccentric contest their hostess had set in motion.

With the evening drawing to a close, Lady Weston-Hogues cleared her throat rather loudly, and cast a quizzical eye upon her guests. 'So, friends, has anybody figured it out yet? Which among you is the killer, I mean. I must admit that I'm completely at a loss...'

There followed a generalised murmuring and shuffling of feet, with a few half-hearted fingers jabbed in the vague direction of some person or other. In the end, it was The Tycoon who took command of the situation, declaring that the The Bishop must have done it, on the grounds that it's always the ones you least suspect.

'Very well' replied Lady Weston-Hogues. 'I do apologise for the inconvenience, dear Bishop, but it seems you're a ghastly murderer, so we'll have to lock you up in the hold for the rest of the voyage. Sorry.'

'Erm...' said The Bishop over his shoulder as Captain McGinty led him rather firmly away, 'What's that? I'm a what? Really? You'd think I'd have known. Oh, well, I guess proof is proof.'

The oblivious clergyman having disappeared below decks, the remaining guests stood around looking rather unsure as to what would happen next. The answer came with a loud crash, followed by the melodramatic return of the Captain...

'Terrible news, my Lady. As I was taking him down the stairs, The Bishop slipped and impaled himself on a harpoon that happened to be lying around. I'm afraid he's....' The pause was even longer than the last time. 'Dead! My men are clearing up the mess, but I thought you'd want to know I found this in his pocket...'

Taking the piece of paper from McGinty, Lady Weston-Hogues scanned her eyes quickly over it. And then, wearing the same twinkling smile she'd worn since the journey began, she spoke to her guests in a soothing tone. 'Well, he may have been a beastly criminal in real life, but at least The Bishop wasn't one of the villains in my game. After all, we mustn't let this spot of unpleasantness spoil our fun. It just wouldn't be British.'

With that, the Lady turned around and strolled slowly towards her cabin, humming a disconcertingly jaunty tune as she went.

Spoiler :
KingMorgan was Town


Night has fallen. Send orders where applicable and continue talking in private as permitted.
 
1. Zack (The Tycoon)
2. MartinLuther (The Explorer) Shot N1
3. KingMorgan (The Bishop) Impaled D2
4. landlubber (The Playboy)
5. robbiecon (The Author)
6. johnhughthom (The Duchess)
7. Takhisis (The Socialite)
8. Visorslash (The General)
9. askthepizzaguy (The Politician)
10. Snerk (The Professor)
11. Autolycus (The Judge)
12. choxorn (The Actress)
13. classical_hero (The Artist)
14. BSmith1068 (The Diplomat)
15. Backwards Logic (The Banker)

Time Remaining: [TIMER=08/23/2015 11:00 PM UTC+1; Night Two has ended.][/TIMER]​
 
Morning Three




The pause lasted nearly ten seconds this time. 'Dead! By shooting!'

Lady Weston-Hogues glared at the Captain with undisguised contempt, before turning her gaze shoreward. The Herculina had drawn up in front of Albenga early that morning, and the guests had been preparing to spend the day soaking up sun on the resort's sumptuous beaches, or soaking up the atmosphere in its fashionable bars.

'Oh, that poor girl. She was so looking forward to going ashore today. Mind you, I saw the bathing suit she intended to wear. There's more material in my handkerchief. The way some of the men have been looking at her, I can't help thinking that now at least we won't be losing some of the older gentlemen to heart attacks. Oh, sorry, is that distasteful?'

'Anyway, it turns out that The Bishop wasn't the killer - I know, I'm as shocked as the rest of you. But I'm afraid we'll have to cancel our trip ashore, and keep everyone on board until the villain is found. Do try and make a better fist of it than you did yesterday.'

Spoiler :
choxorn (The Actress) was Town


1. Zack (The Tycoon)
2. MartinLuther (The Explorer) Shot N1
3. KingMorgan (The Bishop) Impaled D2
4. landlubber (The Playboy)
5. robbiecon (The Author)
6. johnhughthom (The Duchess)
7. Takhisis (The Socialite)
8. Visorslash (The General)
9. askthepizzaguy (The Politician)
10. Snerk (The Professor)
11. Autolycus (The Judge)
12. choxorn (The Actress) Shot N2
13. classical_hero (The Artist)
14. BSmith1068 (The Diplomat)
15. Backwards Logic (The Banker)

*You may vote in bold green to increase one player’s social influence in the group.

*You may also vote in bold red to decrease another player’s influence.

*You may vote in bold blue to lock someone in the hold.


Time Remaining: [TIMER=08/26/2015 03:00 PM UTC+1; Day Three has ended][/TIMER]
 
The socialite Takhisis is beginning to grow on me.

I say we lock up the artist, classical_hero We don't have time for art at the moment.
 
*blushes*
Please elaborate upon this thing about the artist and not having time for art at the moment. This is a luxury cruise, after all.
 
I request whoever visited me last night to please never do so again.

Zack is not the killer, whoever visited me last night please identify yourself so I can put you on the list as well.
 
You must also identify your N1 visit when you claim, bunk buddy.

If you claim any day after today, it will be considered a scum claim.
 
Good afternoon sirs, I'm afraid the brandies rather got to my head, and I required a sleep-in all day yesterday, but I have returned to the affairs of the ship now.

Snerk, dear professor how are you today?

askthepizzaguy, can you talk more about Zack
 
Snerk, dear professor how are you today?
Another fine day on the Herculina, madam! Shame about these ghastly killings though.

Takhisis
johnhughthom
Visorslash

Has anybody speculated on what consequences 'social influence' actually has on our stay here?
 
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