|Dying of the Light Mafia|
|Host||Kitsune & Shadow7|
|Link||Game thread: Dying of the Light Mafia BTSC threads|
|Size||10 Players (Small)|
|First to Die||Cube|
|Last Remaining||Yuli, Brainy, Dee|
It began on June 5, 2013 and ended in a Baddie win in D3 (June 12).
Game Mechanics Edit
shows up in the night post
- Used save
RID kill > redirect > block > role thief > save > kill
Kills and role steal are non-blocking
A few Q/A:
1.If Gabriel isn't the fallen angel, and he spied the fallen angel, would the spy result show that the angel was fallen? Or would it just give the role?
- Spy gives role name, will not tell if that angel is the fallen.
2.Does RID Kill show up in the NP? And is it correct that RID Kill cannot be redirected?
- Yes, RID kill shows in NP. And correct.
3.Does my redirect give a clear result? [E.g redirect the spy from Player A to Player B. Would the spy receive that Player A is Player B's role or that Player B is Player B's role?]
- Redirects are not clear for spies--I only ever say the role name they actually got in my results
- Michael: The former general of God's army and the strongest of the group (kill)
- Gabriel: God's former messenger, he still knows his way around, if you have a secret.... he probably already knows it (spy)
- Raphael: The healer among his brothers and willing to help those who need it most (save)
- Uriel: Uriel has the power of light, and thus can use that power to blind his enemies (block)
- Zadkiel: Zadkiel has always favored those who repent, and now is no different (lynch save)
- Raguel: the most vengeful of the 7, Raguel always gets even ... surprisingly enough getting cast out of Heaven didn't make him any happier (RID kill)
- Aniel: Aniel specializes in joy and has learned how to manipulate it well over the years, your joy is now to do as he pleases (redirect)
There will be one angel that has chosen to rebel against the Lord and those He stands with. Can NOT be Michael [retains old power and has a secret wincon]
Outlive Michael and the baddies
The traitors Btsc and a group kill, night kill carrier has to be chosen
- Brutus: The man who betrayed Julius Caesar for his country, he has spent thousands of years in Hell and somehow managed to keep the look of innocence he had before he murdered his friend (looks like a random angel when spied, if spied multiple times he looks like the same angel)
- Cassius: The mastermind of the assasination of Julius Caesar, he was able to convince the closest thing Caesar had to a brother to take part in his murder, changing your vote is a piece of cake (vote manip) [redirect]
- Judas: The Traitor who suffered the worst in his imprisonment in Hell, before he met Jesus he used to be a petty thief, these skills have only increased after he came back to the world (role thief, used the next night; specifies ROLE to steal)
Host's Summary Edit
Game Idea and Expectations Edit
Winning Faction Edit
- Yu - o-Li-Ma - Judas
- curr3nt - Cassius
- dee_tot - Brutus
Day and Night Posts Edit
|Dying of the Light Mafia|
Disclaimer: This story is based on religious characters, but the story itself is completely made up.
Earth 1000 Years after Satan is slain
The world has not been touched since the Lord's fallen son Lucifer was slain in the battle between good and evil. The land is scorched and the sky is black in constant night all in an attempt to purge the world of evil. Though the purge was widely effective, even God can't fully rid the world of evil and to this day, those who have managed to escape Hell survive on Earth, no longer plagued by death but always in pain, with no God to watch over them and no Devil to punish them, the world is in chaos.
" NO, NO, NO! i told him it wasn't me!" Michael yelled as he left the smoldering crater from his fall. The Lord's general almost visibly trembled in frustration as he tried to piece together what was happening. His Father had cast out all of his most trusted angels after He started to sense that one of His children had been corrupted somehow.
"Wait! Maybe He knows," Michael thought, "maybe He sent me here to find out who it is and stop him before he turns out like Lucifer..."
After coming to this conclusion, Michael packed up his sword (the only item it seemed he was allowed to keep) and left to go find the others, and hopefully do as his Father wished.
|Night 1: Fallen Stars|
It wasnt long before Michael was on the hunt for his brothers, he knew they weren't far and he needed to find the right one so he could go home.
He asked the formerly damned if they'd seen anything unusual around the town, if they'd seen anyone they didn't think belonged. Just as he expected, there was no help to be found; everyone was difficult or looking for something in it for them so he moved on with no leads until he started to feel the presence of someone he knew for a fact couldn't be here...Lucifer.
When he turned around he saw he was mistaken..
"Judas?" Michael said as he reached for his sword, "why do you feel like him? And how did you find me?"
"Oh, an angel with a blessed sword isnt too hard to find, especially when that sword slew my jailor," Judas said with a smile. "The word around town is that you're looking for some friends of yours... luck has it that I may be looking for those same people."
"I swear I'll destroy you, judas," he said as he drew his sword.
"Oh I'm sure you would, right after you're done turning your back on one of your own brothers for the mercy of the Lord who put you here in the first place," Judas laughed as he became darker and wispier.
Michael dashed as fast as he could down the street, after feeling that kind of darkness on Judas, he knew that he needed to hurry to save his pure brothers and find the one traitor before he did anything stupid.
Brutus thought about the time before he died as he walked; he was a man of honor, the only time he ever killed someone was during a war.... until he killed his friend Julius Caesar. That offense had condemned him to thousands of years of suffering in the mouth of Satan. Pain can change a man, and Brutus had changed, he could feel it as he drew his dagger, the same knife he had used that night....
"I wonder how angels die," he said as he plunged his dagger hilt-deep into the back of TheMafiaCube.
He let the body fall to the floor and retrieved his dagger and walked away. In only moments TheMafiaCube was stripped of all of his valuables by those who were close enough to notice the happenings. But Brutus did not feel remorse for the angel; pain can change a man, to him the war had just started.
Uriel could remember very little about what happened the day he was cast out of Heaven, all he knew was that he was stuck on Earth and very confused about where his brothers were. He had to check on the others, he knew that, but where to start? Because he remembered that he saw all of his brothers on the way down, he knew something was very wrong; someone among them must have intended to betray their Father? But who could he trust.....
The thought was abruptly stopped when Yuli stepped around the corner. In his fright, Uriel shined as bright as he could; before he knew it Yuli was flat on his back covering his eyes and screaming in pain.
"I have to get out of here," Uriel thought as he ran away as fast as he could, "I have to find Michael."
|Day 1: The Sound of Thunder|
Michael looked up into the sky as night fell, how far was home now? It had been less than an hour before he found his brother's body. It was a sad sight; he saw him on the floor, bloody and looted, and he knew what he had to do.
He sat thinking as the fire blazed beside him.... a warrior's funeral, it's funny... many thousands of years ago man never thought of him and his brothers as warriors. They were pure and innocent, they only did what they did in the name of God.... but as Michael saw his brother's body burning, he couldn't stop himself from feeling, first sad, then enraged that his brother had been killed by such an evil man.
He didn't WANT revenge he NEEDED it.
Michael sat cross legged with his sword laid flat across his knees, his last connection to his Father.
"Please, Father, if you have ever loved your sons, please avenge us now...." Michael whispered as best he could, barely able to keep the hate from his voice.
After a few minutes of sitting with no answer, he opened his eyes and noticed that all of the stars were gone from the sky and the sound of thunder rumbled along the city. For miles around, the damned shivered as they felt the air change.
Michael sat completely still waiting for his answer, for his Father to rain judgement on the one he was sure was guilty of this crime.
The very next instant it was Day; even with his eyes closed he had to cover them for fear of blindness. With a bolt that close, the target had to be within walking distance... he walked for only a few minutes before he found what he was looking for; in the center of the burnt ground was Cassius.
|Night 2: Light into Darkness|
Michael walked down the street; he could almost taste his hatred for those responsible for the death of his brother and it was making it hard to sense the darkness around him.
"Oooh, someone's mad," Judas mocked, "I wonder why that is?..... oh wait... is that because your pig of a brother was murdered yesterday?"
"You're going to suffer for what you did, Judas, I promise you that," Michael said as he drew his sword.
"Suffering doesn't sound very 'angelic' to me, Michael.... you feeling okay? Maybe someone's looking for the wrong angel..." Judas replied with a sneer.
The only thing Judas got was a sword through his chest, but Judas only laughed as the sword passed harmlessly through his ghostly form.
"Looks like Mommy doesn't love you anymore...."
Aniel woke from his sleep and took a drink of water... it'd been forever since he needed water. He had been up all night, thinking of the lightning strike he saw. Aniel's immediate thought was of his brothers; he had to find them so they could figure this all out.
He came out from the remains of the church he had found (little more than rubble now) and walked towards the center of the city. When he arrived there, he went about trying to fit in; he pretended to be interested in what people were selling until he saw 2 figures run by as fast as they could, one obviously in pursuit of the other.
"YOU THERE, COME HERE!" Aniel yelled to catch the attention of the pursuer.
The man stopped in place and marched over to Aniel.
"what is your name?" The angel asked softly.
"My name is Gnan," he replied, his tone showing that he was in a rush to leave after the angel's command.
"Okay, Gnan, I need you to do something for me," the angel said, "it's very important."
"It would be my honor," Gnan said as his eyes glazed over.
Aniel handed Gnan a sheet of paper with instructions and walked off searching for someone else to lend a hand.
Gnan walked for what seemed for hours looking for the man that he had been told to talk to. He was starting to wonder why he was even doing this in the first place...
"This is bs," Gnan said as he ripped up the note.
As fate would have it, that was the moment when his target walked around the corner. Instantly compelled to do as he was earlier commanded, he walked forward at a very suspicious rate; once he reached his target he stopped and smiled.
Mission accomplished, his head started to feel more clear, and he was starting to remember what he was doing in the first....
Had there ever been a more sick noise to hear? Gnan felt cold, and didn't know why... he looked down and saw the blade of a sword painted red....cold... yet he felt like his very essence was burning... something was not right with this sword.....he felt it.
As his body hit the ground he felt numb, this was it... his body flipped over and he was reminded of a picture he saw once in a book.... this was all wrong though.... his sword was supposed to burn blue.... this was red.
Michael stepped away from the corpse as it burned; his heart burned and he couldn't stop it...
2 minutes prior
Uriel walked more carefully than before; he didn't want to blind another random citizen... but he needed to find his brother, now more than ever from the feeling of things; he could tell something was wrong.
All he felt was blinding pain and hatred and all Uriel could do was scream; his brother had murdered someone in anger...
Yuli, who happened to be walking by at the time, shared the same pain as his eyes were singed, neither of the two would be moving the rest of the night.
Brutus marched down the road to the sound of screams, war had never been a pretty thing.... but this was not the plan he was told about. He went about his buisness and found who he was after.
In the small remaining bit of his old self, he knew that he shouldn't add to the suffering tonight, but he knew he made a deal... he was honor bound.
Brutus plunged his dagger into his victim's back.
nothing was heard..,Andrew's scream melded with the rest as he died a painful death...
|Day 2: Whispers in the Dark|
The day felt darker than before, heavy.... unnatural. The killing done by one of the Mother's chosen had changed something in the air.
Judas walked through the town like nothing was the matter.
"Things are going well," Judas mused to himself as he walked through the street with Brutus.
"So far we have 2 of them down.... and I think we might be able to convince them to off one of their own today if we're lucky," the ring leader said.
No response came from Brutus as they walked; the tormented warrior gave no hint of what he felt.
Judas felt unnerved by this, but continued, "it was....unfortunate that we lost Cassius .... but I feel we could make this work."
Judas found a place to sit and closed his eyes and smiled, he loved this part.
"Your brother lies to you," Judas whispered into the ears of the angels, "your Mother has left you all to die... and it's all Harvest's fault...."
|Night 3: Tears of the Mother|
Judas woke from his trance next to Brutus; the soldier stood waiting for his commander to rise and tell him what the plan was for the night.
Thunder rolled along the sky as God Herself (shad) wept for Her fallen sons, but Brutusknew that he must slay another, and that any God who could damn millions of people to hell did not deserve pity.
It took only minutes for Brutus to find his target....his blade had already killed two angels, was there any other blade so cursed? His thoughts were only disrupted by a flash coming from the room he was about to enter.
Boquise came tumbling out of the room covering his eyes with Uriel close behind him.
"WHERE ARE MY BROTHERS?!?!" Uriel yelled in fury and desperation.
Brutus spared no second thought as he stabbed Boquise in the heart, instantly killing him. Uriel tooke a step back afraid, but Brutus didn't have orders for him, so he just turned and walked away.
"Tomorrow's another day, though," Brutus called back over his shoulder.
|Day 3: And So Begins the War|
Where only days prior there had been nothing in the sky but stars long forgotten by a victorious God, there were now clouds.
it had been raining for hours and it showed no signs of stopping.
"A few days ago we were only men, today we ascend and bring war to those who left us for 'salvation', "Judas spoke reverently. "By killing Her sons, we've weakened the Mother enough to take the fight to Her, the only thing left to do is to kill the Mother's Light."
Judas drew his new weapon and smiled; the sword slowly burnt as crimson as it had 2 days prior. Judas and Brutus walked from the home that had been their base of operations for the last few days, and towards their victory.
They had been told exactly where to find their target...
When the 2 walked through the door they heard sobbing from the corner and arguing over what should be done to stop the coming darkness. Judas was the first to be seen as he walked in with a smile.
"Why are you here?" Uriel said, and when he noticed his soon to be murderer's sword he fell apart in tears, "and what did you do to Michael?!"
"They're here for you, brother," Zadkiel said, "and our brother did it to himself!"
"It's a shame, really," Judas said while mock inspecting the sword, "I would have loved to see what God's right hand could do..."
With a scream and a flash of light, Uriel was no more. Zadkiel turned to Judas after all was done.
"I did what you told me to do, now, when do we ride for my Mother's palace?" Zadkiel said with venom on his tongue, "when do I get to show Her how I feel?"
"im sorry, you don't," Judas said in a perky voice.
".....Excuse me?" Zadkiel said questioningly.
"I'll make sure She gets the message though."
Without another word Judas stepped forward and struck down the traitorous angel. At that moment, Judas felt something inside of himself break free..... and it felt good.... he felt STRONGER.
"Sir, are you okay?" Brutus asked, for the first time showing how weary he was.
"I am, why do you ask?" Judas replied, still feeling the power surging through his veins.
"Sir.... you have wings."
Looking back Judas noticed that he had just grown a set of wings, black as night.... black as sin. And that was when he knew what he was supposed to do...
"Kneel," Judas commanded, with darkness and power dripping from his voice.
The soldier did as he was told and knelt before his commander.
"You will do as I command for all eternity, and for this I give you power like you have never known....take this sword," Judas said as he handed over the sword, "lead my armies to victory."
The soldier only said, "hail the king!"
End of Game Roster Edit
- Vomm - Uriel - Lynched D3
- Yu - o-Li-Ma - Judas
- TheMAFIACube - Raphael - Killed N1 by Brutus
- Gnan - Michael - Killed N2 by Micheal
- Harvest Ty - Raguel - Lynched D2
- curr3nt - Cassius - Lynched D1
- Boquise - Gabriel - Killed N3 by Brutus
- Brainy - Zadkiel, Fallen
- dee_tot - Brutus
- Andrew - Aniel - Killed N2 by Brutus
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