Why on earth would anyone town-sided want a 3 or 4 way tie? We're supposed to be lynching bad guys, not ceding lynch control to them.
And only a mafioso would be worried about being third on a bandwagon - in fact, only the bad guys care about what their voting behaviour looks like at all.
And only a mafioso would be worried about being third on a bandwagon - in fact, only the bad guys care about what their voting behaviour looks like at all.
Why on earth would anyone town-sided want a 3 or 4 way tie? We're supposed to be lynching bad guys, not ceding lynch control to them.
And only a mafioso would be worried about being third on a bandwagon - in fact, only the bad guys care about what their voting behaviour looks like at all.
Why on earth would anyone town-sided want a 3 or 4 way tie? We're supposed to be lynching bad guys, not ceding lynch control to them.
And only a mafioso would be worried about being third on a bandwagon - in fact, only the bad guys care about what their voting behaviour looks like at all.
I found Arakhor more sus than Rakkoon and Takhisis and now realising Apollo's Extrails might be Extrail from GitP the nerves look somewhat less sus to me.
The day's still going? Three votes for me? A bunch of you have a lot to learn about my town play, it seems, though I do like to see the appearance of Schrödinger's Mafia, the phenomenon where it's apparently simultaneously scummy to both join a bandwaggon and not join a bandwaggon. It's not as if the mafia have any reason to spread fear, uncertainty and doubt, right?
You lot don't leave me much choice - vote: Takhisis.
I think people should be looking at Yako rather than me. He's claiming knowledge of two separate roles (if those roles even exist, of course, given that that the closest role to either in the OP is a mafia role) and wanted to set up a four-way tie, but no, I'm the bad guy?
The final lead number is 3 votes; of the two players who reached three votes in the final tally, the first to do so chronologically was Arakhor.
Glances were exchanged around the table - two of the players at the table had winning streaks a mile long even before making it to the tournament, and had to be taken out quickly before they could build up momentum. The next several hands saw the advantage shift from player to play, but with several of those gathered focused on getting one particular player out of the running - watching them closely for every possible tell, playing conservatively whenever they seemed confident, even cheating to get the upper hand over the veteran player - the flow of the game saw their target's pile of chips shrink away to nothing. With one hand left, Arakhor placed down a full house, only to let out a great sigh when Rakkoon flipped over a four-of-a-kind - the final nail in the coffin. "Well, it's been fun everybody, but I'm out. Best of luck!"
The remaining players glanced around the table, worried about how easily they'd bested such a reputable player. Had they truly displaced a champion of the game, or had they been fooled by a lucky streak into thinking Arakhor a bigger threat than they truly were?
Arakhor is out of the game. They were either the Champ or the Beginner's Luck.
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