Angel Mafia III: Season 2 | |
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Game information | |
Host | Hirkala |
Link | Game thread: Angel Mafia III: Season 2 BTSC threads |
Size | Players (Large/Small) |
Start Date | 4.3.12 |
Winning Faction | Baddie |
Roster | #, player |
First to Die | Aura |
Last Remaining | OT, Lionheart, Yuli, Vine, Slick, golfjunkie, mew, |
MVP | none |
Awards | - |
Angel Mafia III: Season 2 was a game designed and hosted by Hirkala based on Angel TV Series.
It began on April 3rd, 2012 and ended in a Baddie win after D3 when host called game over (April 11th).
Game Mechanics[]
Rules[]
Role Description[]
Goodies - Last Standing
Angel - Vampire with a soul seeking atonement for past crimes; Can RID kill each night. If Wesley is killed, Angel inherits his vote manipulation
Cordelia Chase - Obtained visions from the Powers That Be; Can submit a subset of names each night and will be told if any Baddies are present
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce - Former Watcher that is stepping into a leadership position; Can make his vote count x1 or x2. If Angel is killed, Wesley inherits his RID Kill
Charles Gunn - Tough street kid; Can block one player each night
The Host - Empath Demon that owns a karaoke bar and gives advice; During the day, can ask game host if any two statements are true
Kate Lockley - Police Officer; Can arrest one player for night and day
Winifred Burkle - Extremely smart, but pretty crazy; Die roll - 1=Follow Spy, 2=Faction Spy, 3=Role Spy, 4=Backfire Spy, 5=Redirected Result, 6=Previous Night Action Spy (x2 for Double Spy)
Baddies - Be in the majority
Holland Manners - VP of Special Projects; Can make his vote count x0, x1 or x2
Lilah Morgan - Up and coming lawyer with great ambition; Access to files allows her to block one player
Lindsey McDonald - Lawyer and bitter rival of Angel's; Can spy one player each night
Indy 1 - Outlive Angel, Wesley & Lilah Morgan - Lindsey must be alive
Darla - Former vampire brought back by Wolfram & Hart; Each night may follow one player and discover who they targeted; If targeted by Drusilla becomes a vamp and the 2 Indy factions will merge
If Darla achieves her WinCon, she will leave the game
Indy 2 - Last Standing
Drusilla - One of the worst recorded vampires in history; Has 1 RID Guess each night to find Darla; If Darla is found, Drusilla will sire her and the 2 Indy factions will merge
If Darla leaves the game, Drusilla's action changes to a RID Kill
If the Indy factions merge, both actions are replaced by a kill, x0 or x2 vote manip and BTSC is gained. Their new WinCon also changes to Last Standing.
Host's Summary[]
As most of you could already tell, I am not very happy about things in this end-game. Stupidity and stubbornness led to this game ending before the actual end. I've re-opened this thread to let everyone know what will be happening with this game and subsequent consequences because of it.
Baddies:
Holland Manners - Onetruth - I can not apologize enough for wasting your time with this game. I hounded you until you joined and then when you were doing an awesome job, the game went to crap because of someone else.
Lindsey McDonald - Vineetrika - Awesome job, as usual. You stayed hidden long enough that no one suspected you until the end.
Lilah Morgan - Lionheart - I would have to say that you were the leader of that BTSC. Your RIDs were mostly on target and even though, at times, you changed your mind, you always landed on the right player with the right role.
Indies:
Darla - Fat Tony - Your plan was good, but unfortunately, no one listened. If they had, you may have had a good chance of winning.
Drusilla - darth nox - Unlucky. That's what I have to say. You correctly guessed that FT was Darla on Night 1. If not for an unlucky trap on you, you would have combined with him and the 2 of you would have changed the game severely.
Goodies:
Fred - Aura - Sorry you were killed N1 and, so you know, it pissed me off a lot. I was pretty excited about that role and then when it was killed off... Well... You can guess.
Kate - Marq - You were killed pretty early as well, but the one action you got off had a tremendous impact on the game. Trapping nox saved the Goodies from potentially losing 2 players a night, instead of just one.
The Host - DarthMask/golfjunkie - DM tanked. You should have asked for a replacement 3 cycles before you did. Not a single question asked, about the role or as an action. GJ showed up and took over. He immediately asked several questions about the role and one question during the day. It was if Yuli's claim of Wes was true. With that confirmed, gj knew Yuli was voting the right way. Thank you, GJ.
Cordy - mew - Well played as far as your role. The N1 kill helped, but you dialed in quickly on OT and had her pegged N2. I wish you had been more vocal during the day about voting for her, but that was your prerogative. And if the game hadn't ended, you would have found out that LH was bad, too.
Angel - Shadow - Right players, wrong roles. The first 2 nights you RIDed BOTH of the non-Lindsey Baddies as Lindsey. Crappy.
Wes - Yuli - You are an immature child and this is your last game that I host for a while. You had the game won when you outed yourself. All you had to do was RID Kill OT as Holland and the Goodies could have taken this easily. I know you have issues with Slick, but destroying a game because of it is unacceptable. And I won't accept it anymore. So, don't bother signing up for my next few games.
Gunn - Slick - I'll start with something good you did. Your hint. I don't know if you meant it this way, but using the word "brother" about the only black character was great. Of course, that's the only good thing you did in this game. ESP DOES NOT EXIST!!! Instinct, yes. You can go off of instinct, but Mafia is predominantly a LOGIC game. You have no logic when it comes to these games. It's embarrassing to think that you played in the very first Den-style Mafia and your defense arguments are still "He's voting for me, so he must be bad." I don't think I have enough fingers to count how many games I've seen you screw people up with your incredibly ridiculous statements. Yuli is definitely not without blame in this incident, but you had a hand in pushing him to that point. I almost killed you myself. I may take a lot of heat from this, but I don't care. You are done when it comes to my games. Do not sign up for one of mine again. I will not let you screw up another one that I have worked hard on creating and hosting. There may be a chance in the future, if I see that you are taking the game seriously and playing with some level of intelligence, but as it stands, you are banned from my games from here on out.
I am sorry to everyone who took this game seriously and came in expecting a good game. This will go down as a Baddie win, but everyone who played seriously will be getting 2 Rep points for it. I hope this won't turn anyone off of my future games. Thank you for playing and, again, I apologize for this end.
Winning Faction[]
- Holland Manners - Onetruth
- Lindsey McDonald - Vineetrika
- Lilah Morgan - Lionheart
MVP - -
Day and Night Posts[]
Prologue - First Impressions |
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Los Angeles. The City of Angels. The city of Angel. On the dark streets of the grimy city, he stalks them. The vampires, the demons, the lawyers. All scum. After the last fight, his priorities seemed to change. His already broody demeanor became darker, realizing that in order to win, he would have to be ruthless. So, once again, he gathered his friends and family to fight the darkness in the world, even as he himself became darker. Holland Manners was a man of vision. He was the man the Senior Partners put their trust in, the man to carry out their plans. Lilah and Lindsey were his up-and-comers, willing to do everything to get ahead, even if it meant attacking each other. They were willing to die for what they believed in, but were much more willing to sacrifice each other instead. As the darkness falls, the city gains two more of the worst recorded vampires in history. Darla and Drusilla make their way, Darla searching for Angel, while Drusilla searches for her. The night comes swiftly and each side begins moving, searching for others, seeking an enemy to sink their teeth into. Few have fear. Most simply waited for the night to end to see who would fall. |
Night 1: Judgment |
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The night started as so many before had. Creeping forms in the dark, staying to the shadows, predators waiting for their prey. Aura made her way through the streets of L.A., searching for her target. Her eyes were still adjusting to the dark, when she came upon a tall form waiting around a corner. It looked right to her, looked like the one she was searching for, but before she could be sure, her eyes locked in on the dark fist of Gunn as it impacted against her face. She fell to the ground, limp and unmoving. Gunn smirked and let out a small grunt of accomplishment before he disappeared into the shadows. Silverlake was quiet tonight, as usual. But Officer Kate Lockley made her rounds anyway. Halfway through the night, as she sat parked along a residential street, her eyelids began to sag. She nearly slipped into a slumber when a shadow flashed across her narrowed vision. Instantly awake, she turned the key and threw her police car into drive, slamming her foot against the gas pedal. The shadow was now a figure, dashing through yards, hurtling fences. Her instincts proved dominant, however, and a quick shortcut through an alley led her to her suspect. He slammed into the hood of the car and rolled completely over it, dropping to the ground in a groaning heap. She leapt from the car and pounced, quickly slapping her cuffs on his wrists. She did a quick pat-down before forcing him into her backseat, making sure to push his head down. He complained the entire way. “Sorry, Mr. nox,” she said. “But you are going to have to come to the station with me. But, don't worry. I'm sure this will all be taken care of by tomorrow night.” Lilah was not one to get her hands dirty unless she had to. She wasn't opposed to it, but if there were others she could throw to the wolves, well, that was fine by her. A call to the special ops team was all that was needed. Withing twenty minutes, they were on site, standing over the inert form of Yuli, a tranquilizer dart protruding from his neck. “Ms. Morgan,” Agent Hauser said into his comm device. “Target is neutralized. Further action required?” “No, let him wake up in the ditch. But, I do have another objective for you. Take care of it quickly.” The special ops team of Wolfram & Hart headed out immediately, making their way to their target's last known location. When they arrived, they found Aura in the same state Gunn had left her. When they left, their were only two differences. The first was a small hole in the side of Aura's head and the second was the slowly expanding pool of blood that surrounded her body. The spec ops team was the best at handing out their boss's judgment. And Aura's fight was forever over. |
Day 1: Untouched |
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A decision had to be made. Someone had to pay for Aura's death. There wasn't much said this day, but everyone made their decision on who they thought it was. Mew seemed to have the most votes, but a last minute vote changed things. But, not everything is as it seems. The votes that stood on paper could not always be trusted. And when night fell, every warrior remained. The night would bring more intrigue and everyone would be a part of it. |
Night 2: The Thin, Dead Line |
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After the quiet day, people felt bold. They moved from the shadows seemingly without fear. It was over-confidence. It was foolish. It was a mistake. The night seemed a blur. When it was over, two were unconscious and one was dead. Gunn had found Fat Tony and sent him spinning with a swift kick to the temple. DarthMask had had an unfortunate run-in with the Wolfram & Hart special ops team. They left the tranq dart sticking from his chest. The worst was Marquessa. She was so riddled with bullets she was nearly unrecognizable. But there was enough that her friends could tell. And so, the sun rose, hopefully bringing with it the hope of a new day, the light of understanding. One thing was for sure. The new day would bring more death. |
Day 2: Darla |
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The day was long. There was some debate on whom to lynch, but the votes grew nonetheless. When the day had ended, Fat Tony was the one to go. But, he refused to die without a fight. Over and over again, he pointed toward a target of his own. Few listened. And when it became apparent that nothing could be done to save himself, he ran. He ran as fast as he could, staying to the shadows, keeping out of sight. After hours of flight, he found himself in a dark, abandoned, pungent industrial park, seemingly alone. But, of course, he was not. A shadowy figure leaned against a wall, a lit cigarette hanging from their lips, wisps of smoke trailing from the bright end. Fat Tony stared, trying to make out the face behind the smoke. As a last drag was taken, the face was illuminated. Fat Tony drew back, a moment of confusion quickly changing to horror. For Fat Tony, the world seemed to revert to slow motion. The cigarette leapt from the person's hand, spinning end over end. When it hit the ground, FT realized what the pungent smell was. He turned to run once again, but the flames surged faster than he could move. As he burned, the dark figure turned and walked away, never looking back. When the flames were extinguished, only a small pile of dust remained. A long, petite shadow fell over them and stopped. It remained in place for what seemed an eternity. A quiet growl of rage escaped the throat of the one creating the shadow. And then, with a heart-rending wail, a single word was spoken, saturated with grief. “Grandmother.” |
Night 3 |
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Ok, I'm on my phone so, I'm not going to make an in-depth post right now. I will write a better post later. Gunn blocks Yuli Lilah blocks DarthMask Baddies kill Shadow So, that's the night. Someone bring up the roster. |
Day 3: Disharmony |
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The day had come that may have decided the battle. Accusations were thrown quickly and heavily. When the sun began to set, two were decided upon. Things seemed even and a tie would be called. But, as the sun slipped below the horizon, something changed and the votes weren't as they had been a moment before. Nox was brought in front of the group. He stared into the sky, mumbling about dancing flames and pain. He was oblivious to everything around him. And when the stake was driven into his unbeating heart and his skinned was burned from his body, he didn't make a sound. |
End of Game Roster[]
- Holland Manners - Onetruth
- Lindsey McDonald - Vineetrika
- Lilah Morgan - Lionheart
- Darla - Fat Tony - Lynched D2
- Drusilla - darth nox - Lynched D3
- Fred - Aura - Killed by W&H N1
- Kate - Marq - Killed by W&H N2
- The Host - DarthMask/golfjunkie
- Cordy - mew
- Angel - Shadow - Killed by W&H N3
- Wes - Yuli
- Gunn - Slick
Actions[]
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