553 replies to this topic

[Xaeraz]

Man, I find myself unable to get any writing done here for a day or two, and now I have to destroy Protalfig again?

Life's busy. Gimme a bit, and I'll power a scene into existence.

[The Giant Space Butterfly]

Wait, I thought that all ya guys would have to guess the remaining inactive mafians, and Portalfig would just get to dictate the victims... Coz you know... That would actually solve something.

[Portalfig]

Wait, I thought that all ya guys would have to guess the remaining inactive mafians, and Portalfig would just get to dictate the victims... Coz you know... That would actually solve something.

That was kinda what I was going for. =P

But, oh well. Xaeraz, might as well kill me in every scene until we get this over with, right? Now, to go plan our next move...

[Xaeraz]

Okay, so, Squishy/Sukapon's dead, and I think the topic more or less is, too. Go ahead and vote.

(Sorry about the delays, guys. Work and school and stuff keep my interactions on here fairly low-key and fast.)

[Zakar0%]

*begins to type vote*
*backspaces*
ohwait.
I'm dead. Right.
Am I allowed to float around and be annoying to the living ones?
Cause I wanna be all



Zakaro

[Valendale]

I'll vote for Angel Bob.

Edited by JIF Natural Creamy, Nov 19 2012 - 10:01 AM.

[Zakar0%]

Angle Bob?

Is he acute, right or obtuse?



Zakaro

[Nevermore]

I'd say acute. Toss my vote in, any angle that is not right is wrong.

[an cool dude]

guys, vote for Valendale. we've killed all from the last scene but him now, so he has to be the Mafian

[Angel Bob]

I agree, seeing as I was the one who used LOGIC to expose Valendale (so proud of myself ). Hang him, and we might survive!

...Also, I'm Angel Bob. With an -el.

[Dallas Winston]

I'll vote to hang Valendale.

-Tyler

[The Giant Space Butterfly]

HE SHALL BE HUNG, DRAWN AND QUARTERED!

 

DO IT XAERAZ, SLAUGHTER THEM ALL!

 

EVERY. SINGLE. ONE.

 

 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! FIRE AND BLOOD!

[Angel Bob]

Wait, you jumped from pronouncing Valendale's impending death to a cry for everyone to die. I'm not entirely sure how that connects logically...

[Xaeraz]

Welp, the two to two stalemate's stuck, so I'll just go ahead and have the double hanging of one innocent villager, and pone mafian, and ask our mafian to pm.

 

god, guys, i'm sorry about being so awfula t keeping this up.

Edited by The Real Slim Xaeraz, Dec 07 2012 - 01:37 PM.

[Angel Bob]

I presume you're referring to myself and Valendale.

 

Well, let it be known that I led you to his execution with LOGIC, hahahaha! And now I shall depart this mortal coil, because, you know, the game's stagnated as usual. Ta-ta.

Edited by Angel Bob, Dec 07 2012 - 07:10 PM.

[Pulsate]

...Is this game going to continue? Just asking before it dies forever. Unless I'm beating a dead topic, as one of the dead myself. Sorry if everyone else was just going to let it die.

[Xaeraz]

Seeing as the mafia hasn't spoke a word since the call for them, even with nudging from me, I think the game's dead.

 

If they don't say anything before the end of the day, I'll call in Sumiki to hang the topic.

[Portalfig]

Hey, I said something! I know, I am dead and all, but I am just trying to save this game from a fate worse than death.

 

Topic closing. *Shudders*

[The Giant Space Butterfly]

Wait, why don't we just bring in Portalfig to do the mafia-killing-voting?

 

That was a good idea.

[Zakar0%]

Or we could always just give up and start a new game.

Just a suggestion.

Zakaro

[Xaeraz]

Or we could always just give up and start a new game.

Just a suggestion.

Zakaro

Given the general disinterest and the fact that I still have not seen a PM, perhaps that is for the best.

 

All in favor?

[Zakar0%]

Eh, why not.

 

Aye!

 

So, who wants to run the next one?

(Not sure if there's someone lined up or something so yeah)

Zakaro

[Constructman: Black Knight]

Can we at least know who the last person is?

[Xaeraz]

If we decide to end this now, I'll finish stuff off before having it closed.

[Taka Nuvia]

I too think re-starting would be the best idea

 

(I know I'm late ._.)

[an cool dude]

i vote yes. why someone would vote no is beyond me.

[Dallas Winston]

Yes is the only thing someone really can vote.

 

-Tyler

[The Giant Space Butterfly]

Aye. I agree.

 

Also, Nevermore said that he wanted the next one.

 

And I'm really finding it hard to resist revealling who the last Mafian is, since he/she told me that he/she would PM Xaeraz.

[BZP Blade]

Yes. Not much for me to do otherwise, since I died. =P

[Portalfig]

Well, I would be okay with that.

 

Aye.

 

Only one thing though, next game has to be called BIONICLE Mafia 2: Electric Boogaloo. Just sayin'. =P

[Taka Nuvia]

Yes. Not much for me to do otherwise, since I died. =P

~

 

... aren't, like, 99% of us dead? xD

[BZP Blade]

You have a good point there, Taka. =P

[Xaeraz]

Okay, I'm closing this, then. Nevermore, go ahead and start the next one.

 

(JiMing was the final mafian)

[Sumiki]

This night is much darker than it should be, thought Xaeraz as he walked slowly between two huts. For being a village built on lava, he was cold - but artificially so, as if someone was watching him. Ta-Koro was nearly empty from the murders, but he wouldn't leave. There was still a villager somewhere, and there was still a Mafian, but he couldn't even be sure of that anymore. He hadn't seen them for a while, and the two gunshots he'd heard just a few minutes earlier were disconcerting at best.
 
He, of course, knew what was going to happen, be he couldn't help but try and stop it. He felt like this had been his home for forever. He couldn't bear the thought of just … leaving. Ugh. Even if everyone he knew was dead, he had to stay.
 
Xaeraz stopped in his tracks and turned around. A lone figure stood at the end of the alley, his back to the street. Shadows covered most of his body, but Xaeraz could make out a trench coat and a large fedora.
 
"Hello, Mr. Xaeraz," the figure said. "I take it you were expecting me."
 
Xaeraz paused, then nodded slowly. "Either you, or someone of your ilk," he spat. "You've come to lock this place up, haven't you?"
 
The figure nodded. "That's my job, Mr. Xaeraz, and even though I haven't had much experience in it that's not going to stop me from doing it." He began to walk towards Xaeraz. "This place is a gigantic crime scene, and you had better get out of here before it's too late." He shrugged and straightened his fedora. "Besides, what would this place become, with just you left here, presiding over empty streets?"
 
Xaeraz stared darkly at the newcomer. "You're only locking this up over my dead body."
 
The figure cocked his head to the side. "What an interesting expression," he muttered. "But your wish is my command." Before Xaeraz could blink, the figure whipped out a gun and shot him twice in the chest.
 
Xaeraz collapsed on the ground, gasping and wheezing for air, blood oozing from his now-limp form. The figure smoothly walked past, and as he did so, Xaeraz found the strength for one last question. "You're one of those … Assistants … aren't you …"
 
The figure stopped, but did not turn to face Xaeraz. "I wise man once told me that the key to hitting low targets," he said smoothly, "is to aim ……………
 
…
 
...
 
...
 
 
…………… down." With that, he shot Xaeraz in his mask, shattering it to pieces and instantly killing him. The Assistant took off one of the three fedoras that he was simultaneously wearing and tossed it on Xaeraz's head, laughing softly to himself.
 
He walked over to a wall and accessed a panel. Glowing blue, it opened up, revealing a small lock. He pulled out a key from his pocket, inserted it, and turned.
 
"Game's over," he said. "Topic closed."