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Thread: Circus: Mafia Part II: La Cosa Nova
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AnnaF
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Chelley, It's true. She's neither psychic nor god, she's quite human and knows no more than you or I. The vital point is that everyone knows she's not corrupt.
If we had a way of knowing any other information for sure - being able to check that anyone was the detective without examining their corpse, for example, then that would be our best choice. But we can't.
What we can do is make sure that no mafiosi can decide who is lynched or not, and that is definitely in the citizen's best interests.
If we citizens vote freely (and effectively randomly as we know nothing certain), then we dilute our small majority so far that the mafiosi can and will vote tactically to ensure the lynchee of their choice. If we vote together as a block then we actually have that 4/9 chance of convicting a guilty person today. The same chance of success which convinced CJ to act so boldly. Otherwise, it's a mirage.
But to act as a block we need to trust absolutely that we're not being led by a mafiosi, and thanks to Eliabsson we have that chance - a known mason.
Wet Kipper, I'm not trying to look for anyone else to blame for the lynching (that I hope will happen in this case). You're also right that she can't guarentee anyone's safety by night, but the fact still stands: trusting nem to act as a judge is the citizen's best hope of survival.
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Izzybee
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Nobody is safe anymore, are they? Izzy has spent time trying to figure out what she should do in this case. As a newcomer to the town, it's been difficult to get to know people, and with the situation we've been having, it's nearly impossible....
She reluctantly casts a vote for Bannerlady's lynching.
I know we were both new in town, BL, but you did say how strange the people here were. Perhaps a little too strange?
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Linguo
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The young man in grey is acutely nervous. He sits over his double espresso in the coffee shop, and every sound makes him jump. "It's just like the old days," he thought, remembering his childhood in Pesto City. "And even here, there are lynchings."
Of course, the Mafia-inclined members of his family had rarely voted at the lynchings. They claimed it was their innate superiority that prevented it; he suspected that they'd generally been too lazy to check the times. But either way, it meant that he was making an important statement of innocence by choosing to vote that Banner Lady was guilty.
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Rugmaker
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Roger has been quietly trying to work things out. It has left him wih little to say for a few days {that and limited net access this week).
The killings are awful and must stop. But what to do about BL? If she is mafia, she has to go. Frankly, the claim of nominating Sir Kevin just to keep the game moving was weak - surely a long quiet life is better than death of an innocent? And she has been around a murder scene.
He hears the line about Nem, but who knows what the Mason's agenda is?
Roger votes to lynch Banner Lady.
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Zorro
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Zorro votes Against, because he doesn't want another death. He goes off to finalise his "Can't we all just get along?!" speech ![[Razz]](tongue.gif)
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Well, churches really should be like sluts; take everyone no matter who they are or whether they can pay. Spiffy da wondersheep
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Chelley
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After much umm-ing and ah-ing I've decided to vote against lynching Banner Lady.
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"What's good about sad?"
"It's happy for deep people!"
Sally Sparrow to Kathy - Doctor Who
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CuppaT
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Mrs. Cuppy has been down with the flu and emerges to find the whole town in a state of consternation. People drift into her gourmet chocolate shop (which her children have been operating for a few days) with talk of deaths and funerals and nefarious doings in the night. Cuppy feels sorry for the folks and for their killers, but she is sorry to miss a good funeral, too. She heard that the body of one townsman was shipped way across the country for burial in that sea. Amazing. Some folks go to great lengths to get away from this town, even in death.
Rumor has it that the bar has been doing a booming business. Cuppy wondered at first if Ezio was an official Barman, as in the town rulebook, but apparently not. Given the inclination of most in town to quiet their fears with drink, Mrs. Cuppy increases her inventory to include chocolate liquor cups. These sell very well, as do the little chocolate covered rum balls and liquor-filled balls. Mrs. Cuppy likes her job quite well.
However, responsibilities are responsibilies after all, and one must cast a vote when it is election time. Mrs. Cuppy is not very good with politics, and one person’s logic sounds just as sound as another’s to her poor mind. But she likes the involvement and interaction of Lady Dorothy, and would be sorry to see her have to leave town, especially in an untimely demise. Mrs. Cuppy votes Against.
not really edited -- just seeing how this thing works.
[ 25. October 2006, 19:39: Message edited by: CuppaT ]
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Banner Lady
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Dorothy noticed the shy smile of the man in the booth and went over to wipe down the table and collect his empty glass. As she bent over, hoping that her decolletage smelled more of perfume than stale beer, he pressed something hard and inviting into her hand. Dorothy straightened up, pleasantly surprised.
"Oooh! Chocolate for me? Is it...Cadbury's?"
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Women in the church are not a problem to be solved, but a mystery to be enjoyed.
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nem
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Wow no presure on me then...
Sadly I'm not god nor do I ahev any other idea about Banner Lady but for the sole perpose of moving the game along (incredible sorry if you really are innocent) I feel I have to vote for her. Sorry adn please dont' take this to mean that I know stuff cause I really don't. It's so much harder not being the detective...
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AnnaF
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I vote for Bannerlady's guilt, because working together is the right thing to do.
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Stevie Boy Wonder
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As Dorothy Banner Lady went to the bedroom to "slip into something more comfortable", two thoughts came to Little Stevie's head. The first was whether she still had her nurse's uniform. But the second was perhaps more pertinent - here he was, alone in the lounge of a woman who was being accused of all manner of evil crimes. "Hmmm, maybe a quick snoop around would help here" , he thought to himself. "After all, if I find any evidence that she's guilty, I could become the town's hero, and save them all from making a terrible mistake. And if I can prove she's innocent - well, who knows how she could ever repay me..."
Putting down his glass, Little Stevie started to glance around the room for something - anything - that might give some clue as to DBL's role within the Mafia. Sure, there was a gun on the windowsill - but who doesn't have firearms in Cosenza Beach. Little Stevie needed more evidence than that. As he looked around, he saw something that startled him. On the table near the stereo were framed photographs - some with Banner Lady in, standing alongside other people. But his attention was drawn to one particular picture. A man in a wetsuit, holding a surfboard. He looked very familiar.
And then the penny dropped. The man in the framed photo was... the recently falsely-convicted Sir Kevin.
Banner Lady had framed him.
Twice.
"So, are you ready?" came a call from the bedroom. "Just give me a minute" , Little Stevie called back. And then he climbed out of the open window, shinned down the drainpipe and ran for his life. Stopping only to vote for Banner Lady's lynching.
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Also by the same author
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Wet Kipper
Circus Runaway
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If this:
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Originally posted by nem:
(incredible sorry if you really are innocent) I feel I have to vote for her.
is a "for vote" although it wasn't Bolded
I make that 8:4 in favour of a lynching, so far
It's been interesting to see who has popped out of the woodwork, and how they have voted.
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CuppaT
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Actually, the reality of it is that 8 are For, and 14 are Against lynching. Those who don't specifically vote For are counted as Against when the clock runs out.
CuppaT
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Stand at the brink of the abyss of despair, and when you see that you cannot bear it any longer, draw back a little and have a cup of tea.
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Stevie Boy Wonder
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Erm, 'fraid not, CuppaT. Five people (The Great Gumby, Fool Of A Took, Sir Kevin, Eliab and comet) are already out of the game due to death or unforeseen circumstances, so there are only 19 potential voters. Which makes it currently 11-8 against a lynching, but with 7 people yet to vote one way or another.
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Autenrieth Road
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Autumn Wreath was alone on the beach. Both her beachmates had gone off to vote. What to do, what to do? She pretended she were laying out the evidence to a jury, or maybe to an Internet discussion board.
Everything about me IRL is a cooperator, so AnnaF's argument about working together being the right thing to do really appeals to me. But, what if nem were to be misled by a Mafia or 'Ndrinu? Then we'd all be misled by proxy through nem. Or what if we come up with stronger reasons for thinking one way or another someone is guilty or innocent? Following my own conscience is also important to me.
On the one hand, I can really see Banner Lady's explanation, of wanting to get things going, being true, and thus Banner Lady Nurse Dorothy being an innocent Citizen.
On the other hand, since Sir Kevin was killed off so immediatly in the last game, what a wierd choice to nominate him immediately in this game. So maybe BLND is a bloodthirsty Bad Guy. Or Gal.
On the third hand, maybe BLND is the Detective and had already found out Sir Kevin was A Bad Guy. Oh wait, Sir K turned out to be a Citizen. OK, scratch the third hand.
On the fourth hand, we need to have people being nominated for lynching, and as citizens we need to lynch people at least sometimes, otherwise we'll all be murdered in our beds at night by The Bad Guys.
On the fifth hand, I am now at Paralysis by Analysis, and don't know what to do.
Autumn sat down on a rock and threw more shells into the ocean. The polls were open for a little while longer. She continued to consider which way to vote.
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Truth
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CuppaT
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Ah, thanks, Stevie, for clarifying the count. I had neglected to cross some of those off my list.
CuppaT
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Stand at the brink of the abyss of despair, and when you see that you cannot bear it any longer, draw back a little and have a cup of tea.
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nem
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sorry wet kipper, I forgot about the bolding.
I vote for Banner lady
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Pure Sunshine
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I'm not sure how clear I was in my earlier post so, to clarify, I have definitely chosen against lynching Banner Lady!
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Autenrieth Road
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Autumn decides that the balance of the evidence very narrowly favors Nurse Dorothy/Banner Lady as a Citizen. She pushes herself off her rock, strides purposefully up the beach and to the nearest polling place, and announces:
I vote for the innocence of Banner Lady.
She gets in her green Jag and drives home for a nap.
[ETA: then she realizes she's cross-posted with Pure Sunshine, and that it's really important to be clear, for the sake of the Little Red Devil who is rumored to be keeping track, so she drives back downtown to add:
Which is to say, I vote against lynching Banner Lady.]
[ 26. October 2006, 17:52: Message edited by: Autenrieth Road ]
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Autenrieth Road
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Too awake now to be able to go back to napping, Autumn drives around town checking on timetables. On page 5, she discovers something important. She buys a picture postcard of Cosenza Beach and heads to the post office.
Dear Pure Sunshine, writes Autumn, your earlier declaration wouldn't (AIUI) have counted as a vote anyway because it was before Teufelchen declared the voting officially begun. So it's good you came back to say it now during the voting phase.
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Truth
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basso
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Ezio polishes the bar. He thinks about the trouble he'd have replacing his new barmaid, who has worked out well. (He makes a point of not noticing extracurricular activities.)
I vote against lynching BL.
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Pure Sunshine
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quote:
Originally posted by Autenrieth Road:
Too awake now to be able to go back to napping, Autumn drives around town checking on timetables. On page 5, she discovers something important. She buys a picture postcard of Cosenza Beach and heads to the post office.
Dear Pure Sunshine, writes Autumn, your earlier declaration wouldn't (AIUI) have counted as a vote anyway because it was before Teufelchen declared the voting officially begun. So it's good you came back to say it now during the voting phase.
The next day* Autumn receives a postcard:
Dear Autumn, it reads, at least there's one person in this town who is (a) observant and (b) gets all the rules. And ![[Overused]](graemlins/notworthy.gif) to your impressive code, taking me straight to the posts in question!
* Cosenza Beach might have crooked cops and noose-happy citizens, but it's got a damn fine postal service.**
** Perhaps that's because it's run by the Mafia.***
*** Note to self re. possible game strategy: is anyone role-playing as a postman???
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Autenrieth Road
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Autumn happily reads her postcard. It's so nice to get personal mail and not the umpteen corporate invitations to real estate conferences that she usually receives. Business calls however. She collects her clipboard and heads down to the probate office to investigate the several properties that have become vacant due to Recent Unpleasant Events.
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Truth
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Wet Kipper
Circus Runaway
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[Real life mode]
I'd just like to add that I was goign to watch how everyone voted (if at all) and then vote. I forgot that we were going out last night, straight from work ![[Hot and Hormonal]](icon_redface.gif)
Looks like she's been let off anyway.
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christianjimmy
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CJ tossed back his last whisky, and deciding that he'd had enough for the day, (and that in fact it felt like he'd been in Ezio's bar for days on end withut leaving,) made his way in a surprisingly steady fashion out of the bar.
As he passed the hordes of alcohol, caffeine and/or fear-ravaged townfolks, CJ realised he didnt really know what was going on anymore.
Had that new barmaid survived the lynch mob? What time was it?
Did the townsfolk have to cower once more under the tyranny of night and the rule of the evil mafia tribes?
Was whoever was in the bar's only toilet ever going to come out of it and let CJ use it?
And was CJ now at risk from a night-time attack for having stuck his neck out in making a long speech, like the last person to make a case for freedom against tyranny (Eliab)?
He considered appealing to whoever the watchman was to protect him tonight, but decided that asking for protection might actually end up putting the thought of killing him into the thickheads of either of the evil mafia clans currently at large in this once-quiet town, and that the choice really had to be up to the watchman (pretty please!)
And so CJ exited the bar, hoping that once again Ezio would forget to get him to settle the bill before he left.
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Banner Lady
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Dorothy had of course been warned by her mother to never accept chocolate from strangers - but hey, he seemed like such a NICE young man. He even offered to share his overcoat on the short walk up to her apartment. As she slipped her hand into it's pocket she realized a cold hard truth. He really DID carry a gun in his pocket. She gripped it firmly just in case things suddenly turned nasty. Nor could she shake off a feeling that there were many suspicious eyes watching from the shadows.
Inside her flat, they stood and looked at each other with unspoken questions hanging in the air between them. But years of habit won out. After a long day of nursing and dealing with some of the most disgusting things possible, Dorothy always headed straight for the shower. It was the same with bartending - especially when the last job of the day was to clean all the outside ashtrays. Dorothy put the overcoat over her arm and went over to the stereo. As she bent to turn it on, she slid the gun on to the window sill behind the curtain.
"I'm just going to get more comfy - please put on whatever music you like."
Then, dropping the coat over the back of a chair, and locking the door to the bathroom behind her, Dorothy put her hair into bunches and took a quick shower. As she slipped into her pale blue kimono, she found herself wondering what on earth she had gotten into. But it was in Dorothy's nature to be trusting; nor was there a malicious bone in her body. Pushing a tendril of hair back nervously, she opened the door to the living room to find it surprisingly empty.
The window was open and the overcoat was gone, but the gun was still where she had left it. Elvis was singing SUSPICIOUS MINDS on the stereo. Dorothy closed the window with a shiver. She was glad he had gone, but wondered if he was casing the place. It didn't look like anything had been taken, but maybe she should talk to her landlady about another apartment just to be safe.
"Yes," said Dorothy to the picture of Sir Kevin (a memento she had asked if she could take from the late doctor's desk) "I will try to find a new place right away. But at least he left the chocolate!"
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Lamb Chopped
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Lambiekins is confused, hoping that the voting is still open. If so, she votes against lynching dear BannerLady. We victims of Stevie have to stick together.
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Zorro
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Zorro leaves the hostel in silence, and under cover of darkness. He's annoyed. He can't sleep, he's out of tobacco, and he's getting bored of living life on the straight and narrow. He collects his gun and swiss army knife, and slips into the darkness.
A few miles away, there's a depot. If he can get there, he has a chance of getting a ride, or at least somewhere to sleep for the night that's warm. Probably more defensible too. No-one'd go looking in the depot for him. East side of town. Far away from the rest of the place. No reason to visit really. Of course, if he needs to escape, or take someone out, he's got busses. A nice disguise that.
He jogs silently through the crisp, cold air, towards the depot, and disappears from view, outside of the pool of yellow light from the last streetlight in town. Only a few miles to go. That's all. Too easy, really.
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Well, churches really should be like sluts; take everyone no matter who they are or whether they can pay. Spiffy da wondersheep
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Chelley
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Chelley went off wandering and wondering again... Where was Teuf? What had happened to Banner Lady? Was night falling or had the clocks been adjusted already to make it a really long day? So many questions... On passing the local bar, Chelley decided it wasn't an evening to sit alone (however much she loved living her hermit's existence, by the sea, in her little wooden home) and gathering all her courage, she pushed open the door of the bar...
[ 28. October 2006, 08:58: Message edited by: Chelley ]
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"I love old things, they make me feel sad."
"What's good about sad?"
"It's happy for deep people!"
Sally Sparrow to Kathy - Doctor Who
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dolphy
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JJ was scared... no one was talking... no one had mentioned the graffiti... she walked to the beach and opened her violin case for the last time.
She was not shocked that someone had taken her violin and replaced it with a gun.
It was that man in the cafe, it must have been, he must have known I was mafia
JJ takes the loaded gun out of the violin case and walks into the sea,...
Three shots fire... JJ sinks into the ocean... dead... she took her own life.
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Teufelchen
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(I've been away from the 'net form longer than planned, and my access will be a bit intermittent for a few more days, although I'm hoping to be on now and then.
Banner Lady was indeed spared - 8 votes was as far as the motion got.
Dolphy's sudden departure means we have the death of a confirmed mafioso. How many more are lurking among you?
A little belatedly, night falls. Those of you with business after dark should start to lay your plans.
T.
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Chelley
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Chelley was getting bored of the quiet life... there's only so much walking along the beach, kicking at sand, gazing at sunsets and skimming stones you can do before you begin to take it all for granted. She pondered the nightlife of Cosenza Beach... oh dear, not much to choose from... it had to be that rundown bar again. Plenty of potential though, she supposed, for people watching...
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"I love old things, they make me feel sad."
"What's good about sad?"
"It's happy for deep people!"
Sally Sparrow to Kathy - Doctor Who
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Banner Lady
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Dorothy went down the street and bought herself a box of crackers....
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basso
Ship’s Crypt Keeper
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quote:
Originally posted by Chelley:
oh dear, not much to choose from... it had to be that rundown bar again. Plenty of potential though, she supposed, for people watching...
Run down, she sez. I try to keep a nice, neat place.
Customers are sometimes a problem.
E.
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Banner Lady
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Dorothy mused on how busy the bar had beome lately and wondered if Ezio had ever considered some entertainment options. As she flipped through a magazine, while waiting to see her landlady at the Real Beach Estate Office, she thought that maybe a gangster night theme might be fun...
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Women in the church are not a problem to be solved, but a mystery to be enjoyed.
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basso
Ship’s Crypt Keeper
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I was gonna try to hire some entertainment. Cute girl. Haven't seen her here lately. She woulda fit in, too...
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Banner Lady
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Dorothy stopped reading for a moment as the radio in the office commenced its hourly news update. What sick people there were in the world, Dorothy thought. Fancy, the blood stained corpse of a dolphin washed up on Cosenza Beach. Who on earth would shoot up a dolphin? Somehow she was glad to be going to work tonight. The bar seemed much safer than the rest of the place.
As her landlady ushered her in to a startlingly white office accented in stainless steel, Dorothy hoped there might be an apartment available right above Ezio's. The noise wouldn't bother her, because she'd be working there anyway. She smiled sweetly as AR offered her hand.
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Women in the church are not a problem to be solved, but a mystery to be enjoyed.
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Pure Sunshine
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Luce Pura is shocked by the news of JJ's death. And it was suicide ... and she was a member of the Mafia ...
Luce had developed a kind of nodding relationship with the busker in recent days - she had thought this might be the beginning of a friendship in this strange place. Oh, sure, she'd joked about that violin case - "There's not a gun in there, is there?", ha ha ha. When all along ...
She puts some food down for the cat and heads into town. All the graffiti all over the walls saddens her. There must be something more constructive for kids to do around here?
But she has to hurry, as she has a couple of important meetings to go to.
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Teufelchen
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Gang violence spreads during long night
Two more innocent citizens of Consenza Beach were killed by local mobsters last night. The switch from Daylight Saving Time gave the gangs an extra hour to wreak havoc. In separate incidents, Little Stevie and Anna Fischer were the latest victims of the wave of violence which has already led to five murders, a suicide and a lynching. The search for the killers continues, but police are said to have no leads as yet.
Day breaks
AnnaF and Stevie Boy Wonder are both killed in the night. They were both Citizens. The remaining players are:
Autenrieth Road
Banner Lady
basso
Chelley
christianjimmy
CuppaT
Izzybee
Lamb Chopped
Leonato
Linguo
nem
Wet Kipper
Pure Sunshine
Rugmaker
Smudgie
Zorro
Once both victims have posted death scenes, nominations will be open again.
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Stevie Boy Wonder
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It wasn't until he arrived back at the motel that Little Stevie put his hand into his jacket pocket, only to discover his pistol was gone. Not a good turn of events, all told. Evidently, Cosenza Beach was not a place to be unarmed. And now that he'd made a few enemies, he wouldn't be welcome back at Ezio's bar - certainly not while Dorothy Banner Lady was still working there. Maybe it was time to get out of this hellhole once and for all.
After calling down to reception to tell them he was checking out, Little Stevie set about packing his things into his holdall. He wasn't going to miss this place, that was for sure, but he was going to be glad to get out alive. It was time to head somewhere else and try to start afresh.
After settling his bill, he turned towards the grubby front door, passed the frankly unsanitary kitchens, and headed out to a new life.
"Ah, we've been waiting for you..."
Little Stevie thought the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. He turned to see if it was him being addressed, but he never found out. Because the barely visible figure in the shadows instantly fired two bullets. The first entered Stevie's chest, the second was bang on target - straight to the heart.
"That's what you get when you ask questions in Cosenza Beach, asshole" , came the voice from the darkness. As he lay bleeding on the ground, Little Stevie's life flashed before his eyes - his childhood, his first dreams of becoming an entrepeneur, the beard growth, starting Virgin Records, Virgin Airlines, Virgin Mobile, Virgin Credit Cards... no, hang on, someone else's life was flashing before his eyes. He tried to work out what was going on, but it was too late. And so he breathed his last. Little Stevie Peterson was dead, the latest innocent citizen to lose his life. Surely he wouldn't be the last...?
(it's hard not to make typos when you've just been killed...)
[ 31. October 2006, 13:04: Message edited by: Stevie Boy Wonder ]
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Originally posted by Teufelchen:
Gang violence spreads during long night
Two more innocent citizens of Consenza Beach...
Autumn was shocked, shocked I tell you. Not only was gang violence spreading, but after a month of searching, the missing "n" from Rosencrantz had been discovered abducted in Cosenza Beach.
She collected her thoughts and turned to the barmaid (who, oddly, was wearing a white dress and a little white hat, and incongrously bright red shoes) in front of her.
"Now, this is just the office of the late doctor's apartment. You can see he furnished it to remind him of his surgery. What do you think?"
[ 31. October 2006, 13:18: Message edited by: Autenrieth Road ]
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The empty Masons' room is nem's only solis is these corrupt, mob-rule days. The lonliness reminds of her of the other innoent citizens that have been killed. Each day seems to bring yet more killings, and today was no exception as teh local tabloids reminded her.
If only there was some further indication as to whom she could trust in this town! The local mayor? the shop owners? At this rate she thought she might start doubting herself.
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Police seal off Fischer crime scene
The scene of the second of last night's two crime scenes has been sealed off by Cosenza Beach Police Department pending enquiries. The reason for the move was not clear. Mike Hauptstader, CBPD spokesman, read the following statement: "Our men are still investiagting the cause of death in the Fischer case. We'll let you know when we have more information. Coffee as good as our doughnuts since 1937. I'm sorry, please delete that last sentence."
Voting is now open.
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Kipper wasn't going to let her get away a second time - he was fed up with these deaths of innocent citizens - when were the 2 groups goign to start taking each other out ?
My suspicions from the previous nominations still stand he announced, combined with the knowledge that one of the people who previously defended her was a confirmed Mafia member (and I have my suspicions about some of the others who lept to her defense), so I hereby nominate for a second time Banner Lady
sure, he was probably making himself unpopular in certain circles, but he no longer cared, and he knew that would scare some people - he knew the gangs would be scared of someone who feels they have nothing to lose.
[ 01. November 2006, 10:16: Message edited by: Wet Kipper ]
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Hmm ... Wet Kipper does seem very interested in getting Banner Lady lynched. After all, there's a good chance of its happening, seeing that there was a fair amount of support last time.
Perhaps it might be an idea to see how Wet Kipper likes being nominated.
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So two more innocent citizens are dead? But why? Anna's only crime seems to have been her continued support for nem. And Stevie? I'm mystified
They did both vote for Banner Lady's lynching though... Leonato now rather regrets that his short holiday in the hills prevented him from voting in the last session.
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Originally posted by Teufelchen:
Coffee as good as our doughnuts since 1937. I'm sorry, please delete that last sentence."
Voting is now open.
Voting? Nominations, surely. Get that little red devil a cup of 69-year-old coffee -- that should wake him up.
Autumn looked out the window of The Late Great Gumby's apartment. A crowd waving wet kippers were coming up the street, followed closely by another crowd wielding mirrors to reflect rays of pure sunshine onto the first crowd. She turned to the prospective tenant with her, and worked to maintain her professional realtor's composure over a mass of roiling confusion about who was whom and what was whatm.
"Nurse Dorothy, shall we go look at another apartment?"
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Originally posted by Autenrieth Road:
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Originally posted by Teufelchen:
Voting is now open.
Voting? Nominations, surely. Get that little red devil a cup of 69-year-old coffee -- that should wake him up.[/QB]
Oops. You are correct. Nominations opened when I posted that mistake, and stay open for 24 hours or until 3 are received. Defence follows as usual.
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Roger is confused - again. More deaths in town, and now the word on the street is that either a kipper or a banner were responsible. It all sounds a bit surreal really.
But the claims against Banner Lady are mounting, and that Kipper fellow seems to have an awful lot to say for himself. No more innocent citizens must die, but at the same time these awful mafis and N'dr whatsit people have to be stopped. What to do?
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Anna had left the bar quietly at the end of the day. No one had marked her passing across the threshold, nor through the subdued streets towards the dockside cottage she'd made her own.
It had been amazing to watch the mafiosi stand up one after the other to mock her suggestion. Of course, she'd known the thought of citizens co-operating would horrify the killers, but such brazen, public sabotage left her speechless. Perhaps there was no way to fight such deliberate wickednesses?
Entering the cottage, she put the kettle on and set to work. There was much to be done.
Later, she was halfway through her second cup of tea when the front door creaked ajar, followed by the soft sound of an expensive Italian shoe stepping silently onto the aging boards. Just the sort of expensive shoe that was not designed to be accessorised with a lobster pot hat. A crash and some muffled swearing confirmed that its designer and owner might be sorely disappointed.
More footsteps marched further into the room, all pretensions to stealth angrily abandonned. A click, and bright light streamed up between the floor boards. She could hear the villains spread out across the room below, wary now for traps. But not quite wary enough to spot the thin line stretched from chair to stove. It had been a shame to ruin her best saucepan with tar, but there was enough cookware for everyone where she hoped to be going. A muffled scream, and urgent steps running toward the stairs brought her attention back to the present.
The door slammed open with enough force to shake the rafters, if only it would wake the neighbours. They might have heard the heavy thud of a man stumbling upon an unexpectedly mobile stone. Or maybe his cries as he fell back down amongst his companions towards the crustaceous brethren of his downfall. It seemed like a lifetime until the door before her swung open and a nightmarish figure emerged, dark against the shadows, as lobsters still crawled upon his coated form. He raised a black pistol, miraculously untarred and dainty for an instrument of murder; hatred was writ in every syllable he breathed. "Now, you die."
Anna Fischer, citizen, staggered, smiled, saw the candle as it tumbled down towards the diesel fuel laced about her feet, and went out with a bang.
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