New Mafia Game - finished 11/11/19 (MAFIA flawless victory)

Weird rules (cited as being easy but seem to only exist to be arbitrary and with a catch) so I'm out.
 
Well I'll drop you a line when I retake this serial thread start a new one.
 
Weird rules (cited as being easy but seem to only exist to be arbitrary and with a catch) so I'm out.

I'm sorry to hear that. Which aspect turned you off?

The setup I proposed is basically two limited town cops and a town doctor who depends on them, while the Mafia have a strong incentive (and ability) to discover the Town roles and eliminate them before the Town finds and eliminates them. If you don't like these twists, I'm not wedded to the concept. I could always run a more basic setup with a Town doctor + cop vs. 4 mafia goons.
 
Nice to see this place get revived. Maybe I'll consider hosting a game next year. :groucho:

Zack! :love:

(substitute "Host" for "Girl", or not)
 
Weird rules (cited as being easy but seem to only exist to be arbitrary and with a catch) so I'm out.
I'd recommend that you play. I can understand your reluctance, but it's nowhere near complicated a setup as we used to have.
 
Special request delivery, to the metamorphic goddess (it's a poem from François Villon, La Ballade des pendus, that I intended to post when I die, but helas, my teammates were too good for the town ;)):

Frères humains, qui après nous vivez,
N'ayez les cœurs contre nous endurcis,
Car, si pitié de nous pauvres avez,
Dieu en aura plus tôt de vous mercis.
Vous nous voyez ci attachés, cinq, six:
Quant à la chair, que trop avons nourrie,
Elle est piéça dévorée et pourrie,
Et nous, les os, devenons cendre et poudre.
De notre mal personne ne s'en rie;
Mais priez Dieu que tous nous veuille absoudre!

Si frères vous clamons, pas n'en devez
Avoir dédain, quoique fûmes occis
Par justice. Toutefois, vous savez
Que tous hommes n'ont pas bon sens rassis.
Excusez-nous, puisque sommes transis,
Envers le fils de la Vierge Marie,
Que sa grâce ne soit pour nous tarie,
Nous préservant de l'infernale foudre.
Nous sommes morts, âme ne nous harie,
Mais priez Dieu que tous nous veuille absoudre!

La pluie nous a débués et lavés,
Et le soleil desséchés et noircis.
Pies, corbeaux nous ont les yeux cavés,
Et arraché la barbe et les sourcils.
Jamais nul temps nous ne sommes assis
Puis çà, puis là, comme le vent varie,
A son plaisir sans cesser nous charrie,
Plus becquetés d'oiseaux que dés à coudre.
Ne soyez donc de notre confrérie;
Mais priez Dieu que tous nous veuille absoudre!

Prince Jésus, qui sur tous a maistrie,
Garde qu'Enfer n'ait de nous seigneurie:
A lui n'ayons que faire ne que soudre.
Hommes, ici n'a point de moquerie;
Mais priez Dieu que tous nous veuille absoudre!

Spoiler english translation :
Human brothers who live after us,
Do not have (your) hearts hardened against us,
For, if you take pity on us poor (fellows),
God will sooner have mercy on you.
You see us tied here, five, six:
As for the flesh, that we nurtured too much,
It is already long-time consumed, and rotting,
And we, the bones, become ashes and powder.
Of our pain let no one make fun,
But pray God that he wills to absolve us all!

If we call you brothers, you must not
Have scorn for it, although we were killed
By justice. Nevertheless, you know
That all men do not have staid common sense.
Forgive us, since we are shivering,
Toward the son of the Virgin Mary,
That his grace may not run dry for us,
Preserving us from the infernal wrath.
We are dead, let no soul harry us,
But pray God that he wills to absolve us all!

Rain has unsmirched and washed us
And the sun has dried and blackened us;
Magpies and crows have carved out our eyes,
And torn off our beards and eyebrows.
We never sit for a moment;
Now here, then there, as the wind changes,
at its pleasure, without cease (it) tosses us,
More pecked by birds than thimbles.
Do not then be of our brotherhood,
But pray God that he wills to absolve us all!

Prince Jesus, who has command of all,
Prevent Hell from having lordship over us:
With him, we have nothing to perform nor to trade.
Men, there is no mockery here,
But pray God that he wills to absolve us all.


Cheers,
Ras
 
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