johnhughthom
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Influence simply used as a tiebreaker?
High Society Mafia: Game Thread
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Zack
99% hot gas
Oh that makes sense. I was thinking maybe the killer is jealous of people with high influence and wants to kill them, but it doesn't jive with the kills.
Zack
99% hot gas
Still, I'd find it a little disappointing if all that influence stuff was only to break ties.
Snerk
Smeghead
This.
And could you paraphrase your ability description JHT, please.
Robbiecon theorised that influence gave you more pm contacts. I've been getting a new pm contacts once per night or so. Have you guys?
Zack
99% hot gas
I've only gotten a new PM contact when one died.
Same. I originally had JHT and landlubber as contacts. When the latter died I became contacts with BL. JHT's account is correct. I did ask him to reach out to Visor to tell visor to use the network provided to him. After that he backed off in thread from my lynch, but I have never had further contact with JHT (combination of me being distracted in RL and who knows what). I guess I was hoping for a message back and being able to talk to visor through JHT but that never materialized.
JHT did tell me he had a helmet that gave him the protection ability. BL originally lied and told me he didn't have an item or an ability, but has since explained why he did so. I unfortunately truly do not have an item or an ability.
Zack
99% hot gas
Why did you ask john to protect you if you had no item/ability?
I didn't ask him to do anything.
Zack
99% hot gas
I suppose I should have re-read john's post rather than referencing it out of memory.
classical_hero
In whom I trust
Zack I have told him what i do and yet he hasn't told me anything.
Zack
99% hot gas
Seriously? I revealed everything in the thread yesterday.
Five hours remaining.
Zack
99% hot gas
Only 1.5 hours left, at which point there will be one knowing face (me), 6 - x disappointed/surprised faces, and x smug faces, where x is the number of scum.
That is to say, I'm totally town and (6 - x) of you are going to be totally disappointed. I blame any loss on the (6 - x) of you and Takhisis.
Zack did nothing wrong!
That is to say, I'm totally town and (6 - x) of you are going to be totally disappointed. I blame any loss on the (6 - x) of you and Takhisis.
Zack did nothing wrong!
Zack
99% hot gas
I guess one thing never fails - town or mafia, I am always implicated by night actions, never cleared.
Zack
99% hot gas
Even when I am actually cleared, like I was here on N1.
johnhughthom
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I'm starting to believe in your townie frustration Zaccino, who would you put up as an alternative though?
Zack
99% hot gas
The person I am voting for, perhaps.
Day's over, but I can barely keep my eyes open, so the update will have to wait until tomorrow. Sorry.
Snerk
Smeghead
Yeah that's probably just the case for me too.
Evening Six
On the sixth evening of their journey on the Herculina, as the setting sun turned the sky a deep bloody red, the seven remaining guests assembled on deck to inform their host of the day's decision. This time, there was no contest: aside from the accused himself - and the ever-taciturn Diplomat - every one of them fingered The Tycoon as the guilty party. Having only escaped judgement the previous day by the narrowest of margins, it was perhaps unsurprising that he was once again a prime suspect. This time, however, there was nobody prepared to take his side, and so it was that, in the final reckoning, he stood alone.
'Now you see here, Lady Wontong-Haggis' said The Tycoon, his manner becoming rather short as the inevitability of his fate loomed large. 'I ain't about to let your Captain here drag me away like he did those others. I'm an American citizen, and we don't stand for no strangely coincidental deaths. Where I come from, if you're gonna kill a man, you do it to his face.'
'How perfectly crass' replied Lady Weston-Hogues, with a wry smile. 'But you have nothing to fear, I assure you... Captain? Please bring up the other passengers.'
A few moments later, a group of eight bedraggled figures emerged from below decks, rubbing their wrists and eyes, and looked for all the world as if they'd just been released from some god-forsaken dungeon. The Explorer in particular looked drawn and sallow, whilst The Bishop - never the heartiest sort in the first place - seemed on the verge of breaking down. Even The Judge and The Socialite, who had been down there less than twenty-four hours, had a haunted look to them.
'What is the meaning of this?' demanded The General. 'Has this all been some kind of joke?'
'This is most unusual, I must say' muttered The Professor, shaking his head.
'You mean to say they've been kept below decks all these days, against their will?' said an incredulous Banker.
'Remarkable that none of us thought to check down there' added The Artist.
'Venture below stairs?' sneered The Duchess. 'I'd rather have left them to die.'
'It's a miracle that none of us did die...' responded The Actress with a shudder. 'It was dirty and we were tied up and gagged, and I'm sure I felt a rat nibbling at my stockings at one point'.
'Erm, actually, I think that may have been me' said The Playboy with a sheepish grin.
'I've heard enough' said The Tycoon. 'Murder is one thing, but there's no excuse for the poor standard of hospitality on this here boat'.
And, with that, he drew from his jacket a very large revolver...
'Steady on, old chap...' said Lady Weston-Hogues, backing away. 'It was just a little fun...'
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The next morning, as the Herculina drew into port at Genoa, the fifteen passengers gathered once more on deck, their host and her Captain conspicuous by their absence.
'So... There's one thing I don't understand...' said The Author, wrinkling her brow. 'That awful woman had us playing her horrible game all that time, but was it really the case that all of us were part of the so-called town? And, if so, who was deciding who got dragged below decks at night'.
'Yes, I was wondering that myself' added The Politician. 'Surely there must have been a scum team, or else the game made no sense'.
'Hmm, yes, about that...' replied The Artist flashing her most dazzling smile.
'Rather too easy, if you ask me...' followed The Banker, looking just a little bit smug.
'Now, now...' responded The General with a wink. 'There's no need to gloat.'
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