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  1. Portalfig
    I am back from vacation! What happened while I was gone, other then getting killed because I posted once in the Mafia topic? That was kinda lawl.
     
    Oh yeah, and just in time for Mafia V to start! *fistpump*
  2. Portalfig
    Come play BIONICLE Mafia VIII: The Sound of Darkness with us! We have two more slots available, so come quick before you are left in the cold! =P
     
    http://www.bzpower.com/board/index.php?showtopic=11078
     
    (This is the best I can do on mobile lol)
  3. Portalfig
    I joined everyone else with this Dungeons and Dragons thing. Obviously I shouldn't have been a cleric, because my wisdom is barely above average, while my intelligence is so high, but whatever. xD
     
    I tried to be as honest as possible throughout it, as well. So here you go. Lawful Good Elf Cleric (1st Level)
    Ability Scores:
    Strength- 13
    Dexterity- 12
    Constitution- 11
    Intelligence- 17
    Wisdom- 13
    Charisma- 12
    Alignment:
    Lawful Good- A lawful good character acts as a good person is expected or required to act. He combines a commitment to oppose evil with the discipline to fight relentlessly. He tells the truth, keeps his word, helps those in need, and speaks out against injustice. A lawful good character hates to see the guilty go unpunished. Lawful good is the best alignment you can be because it combines honor and compassion. However, lawful good can be a dangerous alignment when it restricts freedom and criminalizes self-interest.
     
    Race:
    Elves are known for their poetry, song, and magical arts, but when danger threatens they show great skill with weapons and strategy. Elves can live to be over 700 years old and, by human standards, are slow to make friends and enemies, and even slower to forget them. Elves are slim and stand 4.5 to 5.5 feet tall. They have no facial or body hair, prefer comfortable clothes, and possess unearthly grace. Many others races find them hauntingly beautiful.
     
    Class:
    Clerics- Clerics act as intermediaries between the earthly and the divine (or infernal) worlds. A good cleric helps those in need, while an evil cleric seeks to spread his patron's vision of evil across the world. All clerics can heal wounds and bring people back from the brink of death, and powerful clerics can even raise the dead. Likewise, all clerics have authority over undead creatures, and they can turn away or even destroy these creatures. Clerics are trained in the use of simple weapons, and can use all forms of armor and shields without penalty, since armor does not interfere with the casting of divine spells. In addition to his normal complement of spells, every cleric chooses to focus on two of his deity's domains. These domains grants the cleric special powers, and give him access to spells that he might otherwise never learn. A cleric's Wisdom score should be high, since this determines the maximum spell level that he can cast.
     
    Alignment:
    Lawful Good ----- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (34)
    Neutral Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (27)
    Chaotic Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (22)
    Lawful Neutral -- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (28)
    True Neutral ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (21)
    Chaotic Neutral - XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (16)
    Lawful Evil ----- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (15)
    Neutral Evil ---- XXXXXXXX (8)
    Chaotic Evil ---- XXX (3)
     
    Law & Chaos:
    Law ----- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (15)
    Neutral - XXXXXXXX (8)
    Chaos --- XXX (3)
     
    Good & Evil:
    Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (19)
    Neutral - XXXXXXXXXXXXX (13)
    Evil ---- (0)
     
    Race:
    Human ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXX (13)
    Dwarf ---- XXXX (4)
    Elf ------ XXXXXXXXXXXXXX (14)
    Gnome ---- XXXXXXXX (8)
    Halfling - XXXXXXXXXXXX (12)
    Half-Elf - XXXXXXXXX (9)
    Half-Orc - (0)
     
    Class:
    Barbarian - (-25)
    Bard ------ (-21)
    Cleric ---- XXXXXXXX (8)
    Druid ----- (-23)
    Fighter --- (-2)
    Monk ------ XXXX (4)
    Paladin --- XX (2)
    Ranger ---- (-2)
    Rogue ----- (-8)
    Sorcerer -- (0)
    Wizard ---- XXXX (4)
  4. Portalfig
    I, too, am doing NaNo this year.
     
    Will be working on a compilation of everything that I should have finished writing by now(looking at you, Mafia II: Electric Boogaloo and [REDACTED]), as well as writing a first draft of a stageplay.
     
    It'll be pretty fun.
     
    Going as Tavahka, so you should add me so you can tell me to kick my butt into gear.
  5. Portalfig
    I am leaving tomorrow for nine days, during which my BZP activity will be very limited. I will try to get into both of the mafia games, and I will try to respond to any PM's as soon as I get them. I also have another entry set up to show up in about three days time, hopefully the Mafia game is over by then. =P
     
    Yep, that is about it. Also my project got delayed like two weeks, but I should be giving you all details on that when I get back.
     
    Thanks for reading!
  6. Portalfig
    Hey, everyone!
     
    So, I'm totally supposed to be working on a final for my summer classes right now. But I don't want to. So here I am.
     
    I'm finishing up my first year at college now, basically. Had a fantastic time! Met a lot of great people, did a lot of fun things. It was really great! It took up a lot of my time, though, unfortunately.
     
    While there I started taking Swing Dancing lessons and now I can swing, which is so much fun. I really enjoy it a ton, although there's not a good place for me to swing where I live, so I'm going to get really out of practice this summer. It's pretty great though!
     
    My department is like the best group of people ever, and they're all such a joy to be around. I miss 'em a lot.
     
    My now-girlfriend and I dropped the hottest mixtape of the year on Dead Day, which was hilarious and a ton of fun!
     
    As well, I get to go study abroad in Oxford(thank you scholarships!) all of next semester, so that is super hype! Five of my best friends are coming too, so we're going to have a grand ol' time.
     
    So, yeah! This summer is basically just preparing for Oxford! Hopefully I'll be around more often, but I'm not sure. We'll see if I can keep the guilt away when I forget to check after a while! =P
     
    How're y'all doing?
  7. Portalfig
    Dawn of the Final Day
     
    They looked at each other, the three Matoran left, and the reality of the situation began to sink in. It was here, it was now that would define the end of the Silence. It was through this final moment that they would decide if they had a right to live or not.
     
    The air was growing chill, and it felt as if life itself was vacating the building. As they looked at each other, confusion and uncertainty in their eyes, they began to understand the direness of their situation. From the open door, billows of fog began to seep into the room at alarming speeds.
     
    The Matoran all looked at it in shock, wondering just what it was and where it was coming from. It quickly enveloped the room, making it hard to see anything. Suddenly, Toa Chuck took off running out of the room, leaving fishers and Doorman in his wake. Doorman looked over and pointed, and then they went. They were going to take down their enemies.
     
    One the two got to the door, the hallway split. Unsure of which way Toa Chuck had gone, they motioned that they would split up, and off they ran.
     
    Doorman took off to the left. He sprinted down the hall as quick as he could, trying to find the false Toa. He was going to find him, he would have to. He would not be the one to die this night, he was sure of it.
     
    So it was that he ran down the hallways, checking every nook and cranny of the abbey. He would find the false Toa, he would have to! He checked door after door, looked in room after room. He saw overturned and destroyed desks, he saw blood stains where once there was none, but he did not see the false Toa.
     
    Then, on his right, he saw the entrance to the basement. He glanced around, and then began a cautious descent into the basement.
     
    ---
     
    Fishers had just seen the tail end of Toa Chuck turning the corner ahead through the fog. She sprinted after him, striving to catch up to the fast Matoran. He was so quick, but he could not run forever. The docks were gone, there was no way off the island. But, she had to end it now. While she could.
     
    Chuck glanced backwards and saw the outline of the other Matoran gaining on him through the mist, and he whirled around and threw a nearby table with various candles on it down in her way, without breaking stride. Fishers barely leaped over it, and continued in her pursuit as fast as she could.
     
    She would catch him. She knew it!
     
    ---
     
    Doorman slowly descended into the dank underground room. He looked around, searching for any movement at all, when something caught his eye. A sparkle, a bright glow through the mists in this dark basement. He rushed over to it, and found a silver sword, lying forgotten on the floor. Suddenly, things began to fall into place...
     
    They weren’t up against a Matoran. They were up against a Demon.
     
    Swiftly, he scooped up the sacred weapon, holding it in his hand for a quick second. It felt balanced, it felt right.
     
    The light flashed on the sword as Doorman flailed it around for a moment, before he dropped it in shock as he heard the tale-tell whisper of the killer. She must have found the false Toa, she must have found Toa Chuck.
     
    He reached down and grabbed the sword once again, and took off towards the source of the whispering. He now had the tools to end this. He could now kill Barshai. The Demon was going to die, and tonight.
     
    ---
     
    He skidded down the hallway, and he saw a welcome sight in front of him. Fishers was not dead yet! She stood facing him, with a small shard of glass in her hand, seemingly using it as a weapon. Toa Chuck stood opposite, with his back to Doorman, swaying slightly. They were in a standoff.
     
    Without hesitation, Doorman took off running down the hall, with the Sacred Sword in hand. If anybody could hear him, they would hear his scream of rage as he sprinted to the Matoran. He was going to kill him! He was going to kill the Demon!
     
    He was almost in striking range when Toa Chuck began to collapse, swaying more intensely now. The power of the Sword is too much for him! Doorman thought, Now is the time to strike!
     
    With another almighty warcry, if it could have been heard, Doorman leapt towards the false Toa, thrusting the silver sword forward in a radiant flash. It cut right through the false Toa, whose blood then splattered the ground as he fell to the side.
     
    Doorman yanked the sword out of the false Toa’s body with pride, when suddenly the Silence ended, and a wave of sound crashed over him. Every sound of the last 11 days suddenly assaulted his eardrums, causing him to collapse under the weight of this cacophony.
     
    It felt like an eternity, there on the hard ground, suddenly catching up to almost two weeks worth of sounds. It was chaos, it was pure pain. It was heavenly, a pain that Doorman was glad to have. It meant that he had succeeded. That they had succeeded. Eventually, he slowly began to sit up.
     
    Toa Chuck’s body was still on the ground, the final causality in this mess of a war. The last blood to be spilt in the Scarlet Abbey. Doorman leaned against the cold wall, thankful to be done. Thankful that it was all over. They had won.
     
    “It’s over...” he whispered to himself, just to hear his own voice. “It’s over...”
     
    “Yeah.” Fishers said, sitting up from across the body of the false Toa. A pool of blood was slowly seeping out towards the edges of the halls. They both slowly stood to their feet, and stood for a moment in silence.
     
    No, not silence. They stood, listening to the sounds of wind whistling through the open windows. They listened to the soothing march of the light drizzle outside. They listened to the birds chirp, to the chatter of squirrels. They listened to everything that they had missed these past weeks.
     
    Finally, Fishers broke the almost-silence. “So, what do we do now?
     
    Doorman looked out the window. “Maybe we leave? What else is there here but memories of bloodshed?”
     
    “I don’t know.” Fishers said. “I think you are forgetting something, though.”
     
    “What could I possibly be forgetting?” Doorman replied as he turned around to look at Fishers. Instead of seeing the familiar Ko-Matoran standing behind him, though he saw something else. Something malicious. Something... demonic.
     
    “You forgot...” said the almost-Fishers. “That I voted for you.”
     
    She lashed forwards and grabbed the sides of Doorman’s head. With a sickening crunch that she had missed while in the Silence, she snapped his neck violently. One more body to add to the casualties. Yet another taste of revenge.
     
    The body of Fishers fell to the floor, and another being entirely stepped out of the now empty shell. Barshai grinned, looking at the mayhem in this hall. It had done it. It had killed every one of them.
     
    It basked for a moment in it’s success, then turned and left. The only thing it left behind was an abandoned abbey, now stained Scarlet.
     
    Toa Chuck(Matoran) Killed by Barshai, the Demon (he was dead before Doorman showed up!)
    Doorman(Matoran) Lynched.
     
    Fishers64(Barshai) wins!
     
    Barshai, the Demon (Siren): Choose a word. Every round, that word can be used in a conversation to anybody around BZPower. That player will die during the day round, and their vote will no longer count. Word chosen this time was “Possible”.
     
    Good game, everybody! I hope to have some behind the scenes information and lessons learned from the game ready to post soon. I guess we will see. Thanks so much for playing, I hope you enjoyed it!
  8. Portalfig
    Here we go! After far to long, I think we're finally ready to start giving you some hints as to what I have been working on these past eight or nine months! So here is the first one, see if you can guess what it says!
     
    LINK
     
    If you guess it, go ahead and leave a comment or reply to the Tweet. I am looking forward to giving all of you more teasers and information as we get closer to release. It is so close, maybe then I can finally write that epic I promised you Mafia folk. =P
  9. Portalfig
    I am just really terrible at blogging. Geez.
     
    Study Abroad almost over, only a month left. Currently in Stuttgart for the end of fall break.
     
    It's wet and cold and really cool.
     
    Hope you all are doing well. Hopefully I'll be able to actually be a thing again during Christmas Break.
     
    <3
  10. Portalfig
    It's been like 12 hours since Voltex's blog post about it, so here we go. You should go vote in G&T Contest 1.
     
    Because it was kinda the best. So go read all the games and the criterion for the games and such and go vote to your hearts content.
     
    (only works if your hearts content is one vote)
     
    woot woot party over hereee
  11. Portalfig
    I got my package today from JMJ's November Raffle, and boy was I surprised.
     
    Look at my loots! =D
     
    Not only did he promptly send the prizes as soon as the holidays were over, but he also put a Series 11 Minifigure(Scientist btw) and a $15 Lego Store Card in it.
     
    Like, my goodness. This is amazing.
     
    Here's another thank you, JMJ, because this certainly was a fantastic surprise today. =D
  12. Portalfig
    DO YOU WANT TO FEEL AMAZING?
     
    DO YOU WANT TO HAVE FUN?
     
    JOIN THIS, MAKE EVERYONE'S LIFE BETTER!
     
    ARE YOU ALREADY JOINED AND STILL BORED?
     
    WANT TO HELP ME OUT WITH THIS?
     
    KK YELLING PROTALGIF OUT
     
    bai
     
    EDIT: YELLING PROTALGIF IS BACK
     
    HE FORGOT THAT LINKS DIDN'T WORK IN THE BLOGS.
     
    HERE IS THE SECOND LINK AGAIN
    http://bzp-mafia.wikia.com/wiki/BZP_Mafia_Wiki
    THERE WE GO
  13. Portalfig
    (warning: the following includes excessive amounts of ranting, and an exceeding lack of spellcheck or revision. You have been warned.)
     
    So.
     
    Supposedly, right now, I should be on stage. We should be performing this play that we have spent the past three months perfecting. However, a couple of inches of snow came in yesterday, and this, being Oklahoma, means that everyone starts flipping out.
     
    The roads were clear by 9 o'clock this morning, and every.
     
    single.
     
    member.
     
    of the group is ready to perform the play and brave the weather. Except for one of the core cast members father, who refuses to let him out of the house to do this. As such, my dad is in the other room, cramming to learn this other guys lines.
     
    And that makes me flipping mad. So now it looks like we will just have one performance tomorrow, and this core piece of the play won't even be able to be there, it seems. And why? Because of stupid stereotypical homeschool parents and their overreacting and refusal to change their plans.
     
    I kid you not, I am so mad right now. This is about as angry as I have ever been. This stupid pigheaded meanie(lol keeping it suitable for BZP) of a father better hope he never meets me, because I am very mad and I will likely yell at him and in general be a meanie. Because he was one first.
     
    so, yeah. wow. at times like this I realize just how silly people can be.
     
     
  14. Portalfig
    So.
     
    That went far better than expected.
     
    The meanie father from the last "Rage" entry must have heard me, because he got his son to the play on time and everything. During an OU and OSU game, for that matter, which is normally a pretty big deal in OK. I have never really cared about it, but meh, that is beside the point. =P
     
    So we got a rehearsal done before we started the play at four, and everything went... okay. We had some really major screw-ups, but we corrected every one after we finished and felt fairly confident. Everyone got ready, costumes were put on, make-up was applied, we cleaned up the theater, then it was time to start.
     
    ...And thus began one of the best performances I have ever been a part of. Like, seriously that performance went far better than expected. We had over 100 people watching this one show, and we managed to hit every cue and every beat and scene went flawlessly. I am still in shock about just how incredible that was, and how it all worked out that well. We had about 6 rehearsals throughout the week that we missed, and yet this was by far one of the best shows I have ever been a part of putting on.
     
    And then, after it all, came one of the most important moments of any semester. It was time to give out the Ethan Award.
     
    The Ethan Award commemorates a member of the drama group who passed away a few years ago. This is the most prestigious award that can be given in this group, and it is a huge deal to win it.
     
    I didn't win it, but I did win it a couple of years ago during my first semester with this group. However, after winning you are just taken out of the voting for the next semester. This year, though, I got second place, becoming the first person to get nominated for the award twice. And that was just insane and extremely unexpected.
     
    So, all in all, I will just leave you with this.
     
    TAKE THAT SNOW AND MEANIE HOMESCHOOL FATHERS WE HAD THE BEST NIGHT EVER AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU COULD DO ABOUT IT! =D
  15. Portalfig
    Show week started last night. So I won't be around here as much as normal.
     
    We're going to need these practices, let me tell you.
     
    So yeah.
     
    What are you all doing this week?
  16. Portalfig
    It's here.
     
    The culmination of the past three months of work. A whirlwind of a week, stuff always happening and the final play coming together at last. The curtains will finally open, and, when it is over, the final bow will belong to me for the second time.
     
    It's show week everyone! =D
     
    This means that I will not have much extra time on my hands, and that any writing, Mafia-ing, etc will be at a minimal.
     
    Now, back to studying my script again lol
  17. Portalfig
    So it is show week, which means that I will be very inactive until about Sunday, maybe even later though because I have family coming in to see this play. It should be fun, although I am really tired of this dessert theater aspect of it. It really makes selling tickets and inviting people harder, but whatever.
     
    On a related note, for those of you who are friends with me on steam should see me on quite a bit playing Transistor once I can get it. (2 hours... D=) I will pretty much be playing Transistor every moment that I am not at rehearsal. That is mostly why I will be gone all week, because I don't have rehearsal all day until Thursday.
     
    As well, I hit Orange a couple of weeks ago. Since I want to, like, actually use this blog. I was wondering what kind of entries everyone would like to see. I am GMing a pnp rpg named Pitfalls and Penguins, and could write entries about our exploits if that would interest you guys. It is a comedic rpg, so it has already gotten incredibly silly. Right now the party is infiltrating a TV station so they can destroy it's reputation, because they were framed for murder and would like to stay in the city. And our paladin is invisible to all secretaries in the world.
     
    It would just be a kinda fun thing, but *shrug*
     
    So, yeah. Thanks for reading and don't y'all be killing me in Mafia. And if somebody could sign me up for the next game if it happens to show up, that would be swell. Thanks, lol
     
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