#dayphase

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i hate that i wish you were here

[mafia-games]

Day 1 + Night 1

this is like super duper mega late

voting lasts for who knows how long

I’m gonna try to mention all the players so you all get notified

No one could come to a consensus. That much was clear.

“Sorry, but I fail to see how killing anyone is going to be of use to us now,” said agentsoflame, speaking up before accusations could fly.

“I don’t know about that,” dontraynamyparade piped up, shooting a glance at arminsslytherinstreak. “There are some people here I’ve never quite been able to trust, and this seems like a perfect opportunity for them.”

noodleship stepped forward. “Perhaps a certain armins-garments has something to say on the matter?”

Rhiannon grew increasingly impatient as the arguing continued. “Alright, that’s enough of that!” she snapped. “We’ll put this to a vote. I’ve had enough violence for one day.”

“I say we don’t kill anyone,” suggested thestereotypebuster. Four other heads nodded in agreement, and after a quick survey around the room, the proposal seemed to be favored by most.

As night fell, all the suspects returned to their respective rooms, locking their doors tight in the hopes no one would come for them in the night - all but one.

A figure leaned against the wall next to undonesia’s doorway, perfectly obscured by the way the shadows fell in their corner of the hall. They waited in silence, keeping a close watch on any movement in the house.

Suddenly, they heard a faint mechanical clicking as the door they hid next to began to unlock itself. Out crept undonesia, on tip-toe, surveying the corridor. The figure froze as her eyes swept right over them, hoping the comfort of the shadow wouldn’t give them away.

It didn’t.

“Rem!” she exclaimed in a breathless whisper, noticing a familiar face a few doors down.

removerapersona silently made her way over - the two embraced briefly, then carefully made their way down the stairs. The figure waited until the pair had reached the bottom before leaving the protection of the shadow.

The two spoke in excited whispers.

“So, I figure the killers must be after something more than just her fortune,” said Rem. “Thoughts, Ink?”

The figure frowned. What was that supposed to mean...?

“You don’t suppose they need it for something?” offered Inky.

Three pairs of eyes widened at the click-click of a gun hidden in the shadows.

Not on my watch, the figure thought to themselves.

Inky turned to see the tip of the gun just behind Rem’s head.

“Rem, no!” she screamed, pushing Rem out of the way as she heard the first shot.

Rem watched in horror as Inky collapsed in front of her. She knelt down, too distressed to be bothered with the presence of a murderer.

“Y-you!” Inky spluttered, looking up at the dim face of her killer. “How could-”

“Why did you have to get involved?” the killer asked. “I was only after Rem.”

Rem slowly raised her head to find herself looking down the barrel of a gun. Her eyes darted upwards, realizing who had done the deed, then down for one last desperate glance at Inky.

The figure had already fled the scene when they heard the second shot, and had begun banging on the doors.

“There’s been a murder!” they shouted at the top of their lungs, hoping to drag as many people as possible out of their beds. In the frenzy to get downstairs to the scene of the crime, the figure wasn’t sure whether the killer had managed to mingle with the rest unseen.

“Not again,” lamented mapshole.

“Two murders? That can’t be right,” said winemomhendrix, still trying to process the situation.

“Rem and Inky both,” added strawberry-froyo, aghast.

A long moment of silence passed, as no one was quite sure what to say in such a situation.

“If only someone had been there to stop it,” remarked thesmallestonewasme.

Removerapersona and undonesia have died! They were the Lovers! 

It is now day phase. Given the very long delay in this update, I’ll allow for extra time to get reoriented, revisit what happened last phase, and maybe catch up on some URL changes. If anyone wishes to drop out at this point, let me know, and I’ll find a substitute. Also, mafia - if you need the link/pass to the chat, let me know! (Also, if you want a reminder about your role, let me know; it’s been a while)

Reminder that the official game tag is #mg01.

[mafia-games]

GAME #1: DAY ONE START

All players should have received an ask with their role - please answer (privately) to confirm!

During the day phase, you may vote to kill any player. You may abstain and you may change your vote as many times as you like, but any and all votes must me sent to me, and they will be public.

Since this is the first day phase, you also have the option of voting to kill no one, but this will not be an option in future day phases. 

Read over the Game 1 rules and general rules, and you can start! Remember that all game-related discussion goes into the tag #mg01.

Role list

Player list

Flavor under the cut:

The Dupont family never seemed to have the best of luck at family reunions. What had, a week previously, been projected to be a moderate January day had become the day the largest snowstorm of the season decided to drop by.

Fortunately, some of the family had managed to make it into town, and, even with their cars threatening to break down and the ice slowly thickening on the sidewalks, they managed to make it to the Dupont household.

Vivienne Dupont surveyed the family members who had managed to make it - a collection of her siblings, their spouses, and a small assortment of other in-laws.

It wasn’t the family gathering she was hoping for, but it’d have to do.

The dinnertime discussion was lively, to say the least. Rumors of a growing local mafia influence were on everyone’s mind - Vivienne Dupont owned quite a large fortune, and there was some concern about what would occur should it fall into the wrong hands. Many reacted with surprise upon hearing this - the fortune was news to them.

When the festivities had ended, Vivienne’s cousin, Rhiannon, peered outside to check on the feasibility of getting home, and to no surprise, the snow was piling on thick.

“We’ll have to stay the night,” she remarked to the others.

With their bodies exhausted and their minds preoccupied with the dinner discussion, the Dupont family and in-laws went to bed within the house, each managing to find space to themselves in the large building.

The morning was oddly quiet - Vivienne was always the type to be up and about first thing, but she was nowhere to be seen in the house.

A scream came from Vivienne’s bedroom.

Well, it certainly wasn’t a quiet morning any longer.

Several members of the family came running to check, just as a few more, awoken by the noise, groggily wandered out of their rooms in a daze.

Vivienne Dupont lay dead, the apparent cause of death a single bullet to the heart.

“No, no,” Rhiannon said weakly. “I didn’t really believe someone here would be after her…”

“No one heard a gunshot?” asked pinkaneli, bewildered.

“I was in the room right next to her… I didn’t hear a thing,” answered dontraynamyparade.

“But… why?” demanded Rhiannon. “Why would anyone do this?”

“That fortune of hers?” offered mapshole.

Rhiannon shook her head. “The mafia really is here,” she said in disbelief. She took a deep breath and turned to the others - most of the guests had arrived to survey the gruesome scene. “We’ve got to catch them before anyone else innocent dies. No one leaves this house until her killers are dead.”

“Not like we could, what with all this snow,” removerapersona added dryly.

Rhiannon chose to ignore that comment. “Let’s get to work,” she said.

It is now day phase! Discuss as much as you like and send your votes to me!