|Size||15 Players (Medium)|
|Roster|| 1) Filly678|
|First to Die||Izzy|
|Last Remaining|| 3) Framm|
|Awards||Biggest Mafia Blunder Brando 2010|
It began on July 28th, 2010 and ended in a Baddie win in D4.
- Day 1 lynch tie is a no kill. After that, random party within the tie.
- Order of actions
Block > Redirect > Spy > Save > Trap > Kill
Goodies: WinCon - Be the last faction standing
- Angel - Vampire - Can RID kill each night.
- Cordelia Chase - Part Demon - Through her visions, can learn the identity of one person per night.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce - Human - Excellent at deciphering ancient texts; Can make any lynch vote count for 0x, 1x, or 2x.
- Charles Gunn - Human - Jumps in at the last moment and saves someone.
- Winifred Burkle - Human - Through use of her "Magic Bullet," has 2 RID guesses each night to free one person from Jasmine.
- Krev-Lorne Swath of the Deathwok Clan - Pylean - Hits a high note and blocks a player's action.
- Allen Francis Doyle - 1/2 Brachen - Through his visions, can save one person per night.
- Connor - Part Demon - Punches people so hard their action is redirected (Connor's choice).
- William the Bloody - Vampire - Can RID kill each night.
Baddies: Have BTSC and a Night Kill. Wincon - Be in the majority.
- Jasmine - Higher Power - Can turn one person into "Shiny, Happy People" each night, rendering them ineffective until freed. If a player is captured by Jasmine, no actions or posts are allowed.
- The Beast - ...BEAST!!! - Can RID kill each night.
- Wolfram & Hart - Human (Although as a law firm, it's debatable) - Masters of screwing things up, they can redirect one target per night.
- Circle of the Black Thorn - Humans & Demons - Architects of the Apocalypse, they have the power to block a player's action at night AND change a vote during the day.
Independents: WinCon - Kill Angel, Capture Connor & Outlive Wolfram & Hart
- Daniel Holtz - Can RID kill any non-human each night; Can not die while Justine is alive; Knows who Justine is.
- Justine Cooper - Can RID someone; If correct, result is PMed to Holtz; If Connor is RIDed, he is captured; Knows who Holtz is.
- Framm - The Beast
- Lionheart - The Circle of the Black Thorn
- Limey - Jasmine
- Miss Kitten - Wolfram & Hart
Day and Night Posts
---Angel awoke on the floor. His hand felt like it was on fire as he opened his eyes, groggily. As his eyes adjusted, he found himself staring at a strange sight. He finally processed the information and leapt up, yelling loudly. His hand WAS on fire. He had awoken on the lobby floor of the Hyperion Hotel, his hand resting in a stream of sunlight bursting through the rear, glass doors. He jumped around, wildly trying to put his blazing hand out, dodging his friends that lay sprawled on the floor as well. He felt a rush of wind soar past his head and suddenly the flame was gone. His hand smoked as he turned to the source of the strange wind. His mouth gaped open in shock at the man who stood before him.
---“DOYLE?!?” he said, not believing what he was seeing. The others began to groan and sit up, taking in their surroundings. “Doyle, how did… Where… Wha…”
---“Easy dere, big fella!” Doyle responded. “Yer gonna hert yerself tryin to wrap yer head around why I’m standin before ya. Have a seat an I’ll explain everytin.” Angel continued to stare at Doyle and sat down, heavily, on the ottoman in the center of the lobby. The others got up, slowly, shock and confusion evident on their faces. They gathered around to listen to what Doyle had to tell them.
---“Alright, look,” he said. “It’s ba, really, really ba. We may not make it out o dis one. Da big ba is comin an it’s comin fer us. Da Powers dat be brought me back ta try an halp ya.”
---“Why does he keep saying ba?” Fred whispered to Wesley.
---“He’s saying BAD,” Angel muttered. “Why does no one understand an Irish accent? It’s not that hard…” Fred and Wes glanced at each other and rolled their eyes.
---“Maybe it’s because you all sound like ponces!” a voice said, from the shadows. Angel turned quickly, immediately recognizing the voice.
---“Spike! What are you doing here?”
---“Oh, calm down, you git! I’m ‘ere to ‘elp!” Spike replied, stepping out from around the corner and joining the group. “Anyway, Brachen boy was about to let us in on a little secret, weren’t you?”
---“Dat I was, Spikey. De’re back. Da worst ones… Jasmine, da Beast, Wolfram an Hart, and da Circle o da Black Torn. Dey come back to hav dere revenge on yous. Holtz an his lil gerlfriend Justine are back as well. All of em, roonin around town looking fer us all. And if dey finds us… Well, let’s just make sure dat don happen!” The group stared at the Irishman, not knowing what to say for some time.
---Finally, Angel stood up and turned to everyone. His eyes scanned his closest friends, Cordy, Wesley, Fred, Gunn & Lorne. He looked at Spike and grimaced. Then his eyes stopped on his son, Connor. He smiled.
---“Let’s go to work!”
|Prologue Part 2: Welcome to Hell.A.|
The gang gathered their weapons and made their way out of Hyperion, heading for the most obvious place… Wolfram & Hart.
“We need to split up,” Angel said. “If they see us heading toward them in a big group, we are going to be an easy target!” Everyone agreed and the group split, taking different directions toward the law firm.
“Good luck everyone,” Angel said.
The Circle of the Black Thorn gathered in their usual meeting place.
“They are coming,” a voice said.
“Prepare the spell,” another replied.
Cyrus Vail began muttering in an ancient language, his power growing with each phrase. When he was done, he laughed his evil, gravelly laugh. “It is done.”
Angel paused in the street. What was that? he thought. He still knew his mission, but for some reason, he could not remember, for the undead life of him, who he was with. He remembered someone telling him what was going on, but his face eluded him. No… I can’t remember my friends!!!
|Night 1 - Streets In Darkness|
|Angel wandered through the streets until he found yuiop. He drew his sword quietly and crept closer. As yuiop stepped beneath a streetlight, her face came into view. "That’s not who I thought it was," Angel thought.
Holtz and Justine sat in their apartment, making plans for the night. When they came to a decision, they decided it was time to act. Justine stepped through the doorway just as a dim, blue shimmer coated the entry. Holtz, following behind, was stopped dead by the barrier, stumbling backward. “Go, Justine! Do what must be done!”
The Beast stalked the streets of L.A. searching for his prey. He came upon a group making their way toward Wolfram & Hart. As he stepped out of the shadows, they turned toward him, fearfully. He smiled when he saw Glyc before realizing that he wasn’t who he was looking for. And The Beast had his rocky heart set on killing someone in particular. Suddenly, Izzy came running out of the shadows straight toward Glyc. The Beast smiled, thinking that she would do for now until he could find his true target. NickFleming turned to see if he could help, but then he saw something that made his heart stop. It was HER! JASMINE!!! He fell to his knees and smiled. And before anyone else knew what had happened, the Beast brought his massive fist down on Izzy’s head, crushing her skull.
|Day 1: A Friend Lost|
Fred found NickFleming wandering the streets with Jasmine. His eyes were glued to her and he wore a huge, cheesy smile. Fred stared for a while, when suddenly, she realized who he was! She pulled her revolver and took aim. The shot ripped through Jasmine’s arm, grazing NickFleming as it continued on. NickFleming grimaced and looked to Jasmine for help. His eyes went wide as he saw the monstrosity that stood before him. He backed away slowly, then turned and ran.
The decision had been made. Still wandering the streets, unsure of who was who, a group began to gather. They saw EDM making her way toward Wolfram and Hart, a determined look on her face. The group ran after her and caught her after three blocks.
“Time to die,” they said. The sun glinted off of the sword as it sliced through her neck. She fell heavily, gasping. As the blood began to pool, their eyes cleared. They had murdered Wesley.
|Night 2: No Rest For the Wicked|
Angel geared up for the night. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door to his hotel suite and stepped out. A burning sensation covered his entire body and he quickly jumped back into the room. His skin smoked from the exposure to… whatever it was. He peeked out the door, quickly, his jaw dropping as he saw a mini sun hanging in the hallway. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a note hanging on his door.
Enjoy your own personal ray of sunshine! Your friends in The Circle PS Your favorite hockey team is playing tonight!!!
“Well,” Angel said, aloud. “I guess they aren’t ENTIRELY evil…”
The Baddies were out in force this night. Jasmine, the Beast, and a cadre of demons employed by Wolfram & Hart made their way through the streets, intent on exacting their vengeance. They came upon their enemies on a side street with limited ambient light. They knew what they had to do and moved in.
The Goodies were still confused at who was who as they approached each other, unaware of the impending doom that had joined them in the street.
Spike saw woon across the street. He began moving closer to get a better view.
At the same time, Holtz saw Framm and began moving toward him. As he moved in to strike, he realized that Framm was not who he was looking for.
The Beast moved toward yuiop, hoping this was his target. As he approached, yuiop got a phone call. The Beast heard her thank a man named Doyle and she ran off down the street before he had seen her face.
Lorne watched as onetruth moved through the shadows and decided that she wasn’t going to do what she wanted tonight. His voice carried out from the shadows, drawing OT’s attention away from her target. Suddenly, Lorne hit a high note and OT dropped to her knees, stunned.
The Baddies had decided. Jasmine stepped out as golfjunkie walked past. His eyes lit up and he fell to his knees. Beautiful
The Circle watched from afar, waiting for their moment. When Blablah moved into the light, they struck. An invisible force slammed into Blablah and he blinked, stunned… Then, his head hit the ground.
|Day 2: 200 Years Wasted|
It was time. They gathered again and found their target. Woon saw them and stood tall and stoic.
“If you are going to do it,” he said. “At least look me in the eye.” They nodded. One grabbed a sword, stepped close, stared woon directly in the eyes and slid the cold steel into his belly. He grabbed his killer’s shoulder as he grew weak. They lowered him to the ground and watched him breath his last. After 200 years, Holtz was finally gone…
|Night 3: Standing on the Brink|
|A group began to form. They once again found each other on a poorly lit street. Everyone had in their minds who they would be going after tonight. As one, they advanced.
Filly made his way toward MissKitten, intent on revenge. The baddies saw him and decided that they didn’t want him going for MissKitten, but Glyc instead. When NickFleming and RMZ saw this, they decided they had better do something about it. Unfortunately, for them, just as they were about to act, Jasmine stepped out and RMZ was enthralled. The Circle sent their magicks surging toward Nick. His feet grew heavy and his mind swirled. He gasped as he fell toward the hard ground, thinking he was gone. He landed and let out a huge snore…
Onetruth crept through the shadows until she saw her target standing amongst those in the street. She went in, intent on doing what she did best, when the Circle saw her coming. They began to conjur their spell, the final incantation that would remove the pesky OT. Her phone rang. She jumped and quickly answered it. The Circle heard the name they feared to hear… Doyle. Onetruth’s eyes widened and she disappeared back into the shadows.
Away from the action, Cordy sat, concentrating, praying for a vision that would help her identify another friend or foe. She sighed and stood up, needing something for her parched throat. Suddenly, her mind went fuzzy and she felt her entire body go weak. She looked down to see a large, rocky hand sticking out of her stomach. She was confused until she felt her body lifted off the ground and pain rip through every fiber of her being. The Beast laughed in her ear. “I knew it was you!!!” He threw her body across the street, but yuiop was dead before she hit the ground.
Jasmine walked down the street, golf junkie/LJ in tow. They came upon the lifeless body of Cordelia. LJ bent down, almost sad that his friend was dead. But, how could he be sad when there was Jasmine! Out of respect, LJ closed Cordy’s eyes, smiling. When he stood and looked at Jasmine, his heart nearly stopped. The beautiful goddess he knew and loved was gone and in her place was a disgusting creature. He looked at his hands and saw Cordy's blood. “No,” LJ whispered. And he ran.
|Day 3: Hero|
Fred, newly freed from Jasmine’s spell, was determined to stop her from enslaving mankind. She made her way through town, intent on finding RMZ. When she saw him with Jasmine, she took a deep breath and walked straight up to them. Sliding a dagger from her belt, she stepped up to RMZ and slashed his arm, quickly using her other hand to place the blood of Cordy in the wound. RMZ blinked, looked at Jamsine and he and Fred ran down the street.
Who to get rid of? That was the question on everyone’s mind. They knew who was who, no it was just about the best plan for removing the enemy. The goodies had decided. Lionheart would not see the night. But The Circle had other ideas. Their spell went off flawlessly and Glyc stepped forward.
“Me,” he said. “Make the right choices, my friends. Know your enemy and know your friends. Make the right call.” No one knew how, but suddenly, Doyle was gone…
|Night 4: The Last Stand|
The goodies knew it came down to tonight. They made their way into the dark streets of L.A. searching for the enemy. It wasn’t hard to find them. They came as a group, marching through the city, a trail of destruction showing their path. Lorne began to sing a mournful song as the two sides approached each other. The Circle saw filly veering off, leaving the group. A simple spell would stop whatever he was planning on doing. Suddenly, Lorne’s song hit a crescendo and the Circle was impaired, their collective mind pounding from the sound waves. A shaman of Wolfram & Hart saw that NickFleming’s mind was clear. As they began to change that, a massive explosion roared into the sky from across town. The shaman immediately realized what had happened, but before he could make a sound, his life ebbed. Jasmine just stared, confused at why RMZ was not in her thrall. The Beast roared, enraged at the loss of his companion. He charged into the group, batting Lorne and Nick aside. He grabbed LJ by the throat and brought him close to his obsidian face.
“This is your doing, Fred! If not, for your meddling, we all would have walked away from this intact!” Without another word, he slid his rocky fingers around Fred’s skull and crushed it. LJ’s lifeless body hit the ground. But, the Beast wasn’t done, yet. Still in a fury, he quickly snatched up onetruth and before anyone could blink an eye, her head was removed and she was gone.
|Day 4 - Fallen Angel: Conclusion|
|The baddies didn’t wait. They made their way to the hotel, an army of demons in their wake. When they arrived, they found the remaining warriors sitting in a circle, tears running down their faces for their fallen friends. There was no talking, there was no epic monologue, there was no last stand. The demon horde invaded the lobby, surrounding Lorne, Gunn and Angel.
“We don’t care about you,” The Circle said to Lorne and Gunn. “We just want him.” They pointed to Angel. Gunn and Lorne stepped forward, standing next to their leader.
“No,” Angel told them. “My time has come. Go and live a happy life. Thank you.” A single tear rolled down Gunn’s face as he and Lorne turned and left. Angel turned back to the throng of demons waiting to destroy him. “Well, looks like it’s just us, then.”
They moved in as one. But, Angel would not go down without a fight. His sword flashed, he let out a roar that would bring the bravest man to his knees and he charged.
Across the world, in a small apartment in Rome, away from all the fighting and death, Buffy’s heart... broke.........
End of Game Roster
- Filly - Angel - Lynched D4
- Blablah - Connor - Killed N2 by Baddies
- Framm - The Beast
- Glycereine - Doyle - Lynched D3
- Izzy - Justine - Killed N1 by Baddies
- Onetruth - Spike - Killed N4 by Baddies
- Lionheart - The Circle of the Black Thorn
- yuiop - Cordy - RID Killed N3 by Baddies
- EDM - Wesley - Lynched D1
- Limey - Jasmine
- Miss Kitten - Wolfram & Hart - RID Killed N4 by Angel
- RMZ - Lorne
- NickFleming - Gunn
- woon - Holtz - Lynched D2
- LJayden - Fred - RID Killed N4 by Baddies