|Ice Age Mafia|
The Ending of an Era
|Link||Game thread: Ice Age Mafia BTSC threads|
|Size||12 Players (Small)|
|Roster|| 1) Marquessa|
|First to Die||Hirkala|
|Last Remaining|| 2) EDM|
It began on April 6th, 2011 and ended in a Goodie win in N3 (April 11th, 2011).
Ice Age Mafia was a 12 player game with 7 Goodies, 3 Baddies, a true Indy and a recruitable Indy.
- Order of actions:
- Block > Save > RID Kill > Kill > Redirect > RID Spy > Spy > Vote Manip
- Day action not affected by other actions
- Only RID kills are blocking kills
- Indy and baddie night kill are not blockable, but a save does prevent them.
- Redirected Spies are told they have been redirected.
- Same type actions: If a Blocker is blocked their block would not go through.
- Lynch rules: First day = no lynch. After that coinflip.
- Clarification: Goodies don't need to eliminate the hyena if it is on their side, only if it is a Baddie or still an Indy
Harmonious Mammals (Goodies):
WINCON: Eliminate all Saber-Tooths and the Hyena
- Cave Lion - A ferocious beast larger than any modern day lions, up to 12 feet in length. Does not kill for pleasure but is capable of killing nonetheless. Can kill one mammal per night.
- Mastadon - The largest of the mammoths, his massive size makes him the perfect bodyguard for the Cave Lion. Cave Lion cannot die at night while the Mastadon is alive. If the Cave Lion is lynched the Mastadon goes into a rage and inherits the Cave Lion's kill. It however then becomes an RID kill only.
- Wooly Mammoth - This large creature's vast size and heavy coat make him less vulnerable than other animals and allow him to intervene on their behalf. Can save any animal including himself but cannot save the same target twice unless fewer than 5 animals remain alive.
- Megaloceros - The giant elk is regal and majestic. His imposing stature (and giant rack) command respect from the other animals allowing him to persuade their voting. Can change any animal's vote during the day.
- Megatherium - A giant sloth, he is a scary sight, but is rarely seen. He moves stealthily despite his size, enabling him to watch another mammal at night to learn their identity. Can spy one animal per night.
- Paraceratherium - This giant rhinoceros has yet to develop horns and is thus lacking in the offensive arena. Despite this obstacle, his massive size allows him to prevent the action of one animal per night. Can block one animal per night. Andrewsarchus cannot be blocked.
- Glyptodon - This armadillo has armored plating like a humvee, which incidentally is about how large he is as well. His seemingly invulnerable carcass protects him at night but not during the day. The saber-tooths can't break his skin. Cannot die at night.
Saber-Tooth Cats (Baddies): BTSC and Night Kill (A cat must be chosen to carry out the kill)
WINCON: Be in the majority as well as eliminating Andrewsarchus and the Cave Lion
- Smilodon - As the largest of the saber-toothed cats he invokes the most fear among his enemies. His presence is enough to prevent them from acting. Can block one animal per night. Andrewsarchus cannot be blocked
- Eusmilus - This smaller saber-tooth can move silently and stealthily at night, avoiding detection and learning the identity of his enemies. Can spy one animal per night.
- Hoplophoneus - His short teeth still can do damage and he has the ability to change the mind of his enemies. He cannot however change the mind of any of them bent on killing that night. Can redirect the action of an animal each night, but kill actions are not redirected.
Independent Animals (Indies):
- Andrewsarchus - A gigantic wolf-like creature with misery and destruction on his mind. He cannot be stopped at night. Can kill one animal per night. He is unblockable and cannot be killed at night. WINCON: Must eliminate at least 2 and outlive the rest of his targets (Mastadon, Woolly Mammoth, Paraceratherium, Smilodon, Hoplophoneus). If he does not personally kill at least 2 of the targets he can win by being the last man standing.
- Megistotherium - This giant hyena has found a taste for blood but hasn't mastered the ability to obtain it himself. He is loyal to neither side and easily swayed. He is looking for a way to win however he can find it. Can RID guess each night for Smilodon or the Cave Lion. If he is correct he joins that faction. If he guesses right for Cave Lion he also gains BTSC with the Cave Lion and keeps his RID Guess for Smilodon. If he joins Smilodon, he retains no abilities. He cannot be lynched but his role is revealed if lynched. If both leaders die and he has not yet joined a side, he gains a roll of the die action per night and a new Wincon of being the last animal standing. 1,2 - Block; 3,4 - Kill;5,6 - Choice of Block, Kill or Self Save. WINCON: Win with faction (after his guess) or win as last standing (if all leaders are dead)
- Maurice/Xerxes - Cave Lion
- Shadow7 - Mastadon
- Darth Nox - Wooly Mammoth
- EDM - Megaloceros
- Slick - Megatherium
- Jarze - Paraceratherium
- Solman - Glyptodon
- Framm - Megistotherium
MVP Darth Nox
Day and Night Posts
|The wind howled as a light dusting of snow fell throughout the night. The climate was harsh, that was undisputed. It was hard to tell that things were changing here. This place was still at the peak of inhospitability.
As the saber-tooth cats trudged their way up the crest in front of them they saw the pack. This wasn’t going to be easy and their adversaries were large and toughened much like themselves. They had to devise a plan. As they sat at the top of the hill looking down, the blizzard picked up. The light dusting of snow turned into a white out. The flakes of snow and chunks of hail bit into to Smilodon’s face. He grimaced at first but then his teeth broke into a sinister smile. As the conditions worsened the animals before him lost sight of each other. Just as he saw them begin to wander in different directions his vision was obscured completely.
They huddled close knowing that the other animals wouldn’t know who was who. The saber-tooths slowly made their way down the hill into the valley below to stake their claim.
Andrewsarchus smiled wickedly. He had been traveling with this ragtag group of animals for far too long. He hadn’t tasted flesh in weeks and it was gnawing at him. The hole just couldn’t be filled with plant life or fish. He had to have red meat. When the blizzard obscured vision he made his decision and took off. He glanced once over his shoulder at Megastotherium and then disappeared. Once off the side he watched and waited. He didn’t care what he ate tonight but knew he would need to get rid of his competition sooner or later.
Megastotherium froze in place. He didn’t know what to do. He had decided to put aside his hunger and group up with these animals. They were noble and he was confused. He had an urge to kill but not the guts for it. He looked for Cave Lion to ask for guidance but couldn’t find him. He looked back at his wolf-like companion and realized he was alone. He had a decision to make and it wouldn’t be easy.
Megatherium slowly followed the animal in front of him. As the blizzard hit he got distracted. The snowflakes were huge! He watched a particularly large set flurry across the terrain and he absentmindedly followed them. They got caught in an updraft near the cliff and flew back over the top of him. He craned his neck to watch the show and toppled over himself with a small thud and a large cloud of snow dust. The dust made his nose itch and it tickled. He squirmed around for a time, making a giant imprint in the snow. He got back up and shook his head. He looked around and realized he was alone.
The Cave Lion cursed silently to himself. How did he end up leading this group. He could fend for himself, but some instilled sense of duty had put him in this position. The white out hit while he was examining himself and he realized it too late. He turned around to see who was left and saw he was alone. He was conflicted. He knew he would have to save them from the Saber-tooth cats tracking them, but he also couldn’t tell who was who. He enjoyed this however. The hunt was on and he was sure he was the most ferocious predator.
|Smilodoncrept down the hill, watching his target intently. He had to prove himself to the others and besides, this was fun. As he got closer slick was pushing around the snow, piling it up between his front legs. Slick had made a soft mound and rested his head on it for a moment, not knowing it could be his permanent resting place. Smilodon leapt through the air lunging at slick. In the same moment Wooly Mammoth stepped forward blocking the path. Smilodon’s head smashed into the side of the mammoth as he flew through the air and he crumpled to the ground. He staggered a bit and slinked away into the night to lick his wounds.
Hirkala moved through the snow, looking for something. He stopped and stared at the ground, confused. He began to paw at the new dusting and moved some snow aside. It was amazing how thirsty you could be while moisture rained down upon you. Finally he had scraped enough to reach a layer of ice. He could see the ripples of water beneath it. It wasn’t too thick. Hirkala braced himself and lifted an appendage to smash the ice when his eyes suddenly glossed over. Through the snow and wind the red eyes of Andrewsarchus appeared to the side of Hirkala’s head. Hirkala felt nothing. The blood trickled down his neck as his head was twisted to the side. He was dragged off into the snow, leaving blood stains on the snow in his wake. After only a few minutes the weather had done its work and no sign of violence remained; the blood spread then covered by a new layer of white.
Hoplophoneus crept silently through the storm, listening to the wind as it echoed off the cliffs, swirled the snow and plastered his face. As he came upon his target, the animal was blissfully unaware. He sat still contemplating his actions, thinking about the night ahead. Hoplophoneus whispered into the wind. The sounds were subtle and popped into his target’s head as if they were his own ideas. When he was certain that he had made up his target’s mind, the cat lurked back into the darkness.
Paraceratherium panicked. He knew there were predators out there. The cats had been tracking them for weeks and the group itself had been traveling with a giant Hyena and Wolf. What he didn’t know what which of the vague shapes before him were his friends and which were not. He saw a shape in the distance and made his move. He started to pick up speed and was at a full run by the time he smashed into the side of solmon. Both were out cold for the rest of the night.
Megistotherium was lost. He wandered the tundra looking for someone; looking for a sign. He did not want to be alone. He wanted to be part of a group but he had been separated. Few would trust him. He needed to find a leader. He approached a shape in the blinding snow. Seeing that the outline was wrong, he dashed off to avoid detection, shivering and nervous.
Megatherium trudged through the blinding snow looking for someone. He raised up on his hind legs and sniffed the air. Nothing. He continued his trek, oblivious to the battle that raged in the valley. His fur collected snow and he blended in with the background, a small mountain himself. He grew tired of his search and sat on his haunches for a moment. He saw a particularly fat snowflake falling directly in front of him and grabbed it with his tongue. His eyes lit up as he caught it and he lowered himself back to all fours to continue walking. Just over the next rise, he saw what he was looking for and watched for a moment before returning the way he had come.
As the snow continued to fall the white-out was complete. There was a ravine through the valley but it was almost completely covered to a level plain. At the ground level something moved. The snow was being disturbed but only slightly. Two small objects were moving through the snow slowly but surely. The obtrusions stopped moving and Eusmilus broke the surface of the snow with his head. His green eyes pierced the darkness. He found his target and watched its moves. When he had seen what he needed he pulled his head back in and the snowy ears slowly retreated the way they had come.
|Phaze and jarZe sat on a hilltop in the blizzard. As the wind howled they head shuffling below then. jarZe looked over at the whited out figure next to him and sighed. One of them would take the blame for last night's actions he was certain.
Phaze continued to stare straight ahead resigned to whatever fate might have in store.
The group slowly surrounded them and jarZe tried to plead his innocence. It seemed that there was a decision to be made. One of the animals lunched forward knocking Phaze down the hill.
As he tumbled he picked up speed. The resonant cracking sound as he smashed into the wall of ice below was defeaning.
Just before the sun set the weather lifted and the group of animals saw Andrewsarchus lying in a puddle of his own blood.
|The wind slowly covered Andrewsarchus' body with snow as night fell. The sky was pitch black, without a star in sight. The wind finally completely stopped, leaving an eerie chill to the night.
Eusmilus lay in the snow watching as the animals sought shelter or answers in the night. His night vision was perfect and he laughed at the confusion others had during the night. He saw Xerxes climbing up a hill to the North and followed him. He was intent on sinking his teeth into something delicious and Xerxes fit the bill. He was only about 10 yards behind and made his move. Eusmilus bit into Xerxes haunch, but before his teeth went more than a centimeter in he was flung through the air. He shook himself and looked back to where Xerxes was standing and saw Wooly Mammoth standing over him. Eusmilus licked his fur over the wound from the tusks that had launched him through the air and crept into the night.
Hoplophoneus was on the prowl. He had his sights set on Solman and wanted him to do his bidding. Solman was staring into the distance. As Hoplophoneus came up behind him he whispered into Solman's ear. Solman nodded and wandered off.
Just as Xerxes recovered from the experience, Paraceratherium came charging from nowhere. Xerxes crumpled to the ground and would be out cold for the rest of the night.
Megistotherium was looking for something. He followed his target, sure of his suspicions. After several hours he realized something was wrong. The movements weren't right. Before he was discovered he retraced his steps and hid in a cave for the night.
Megatherium yawned sleepily and began his slow and methodical search for the night. He looked up on the hills and in caves for his target but couldn't find him. Finally as he was about to give up he realized he had forgotten something he saw earlier. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. What he was looking for he found in a dream.
Eusmilus was shaken from his encounter but still had something to learn. He watched is prey from a distance, wary from the earlier events. When he was sure of what he'd seen he retired for the night.
|It was a long day. The animals stayed blended into the snow, hidden from each others' view. They called out names, accusing each other from their holes, inside caves, and behind boulders. One name stood out more than most and they decided to rush her. Animal after animal poured into the cave Marquessa was hiding in. By the time they finished with her all that was left was a pair of fangs.|
|As night fell, the animals came out of hiding.
Hoplophoneus mourned the passing of his brother, but was not going to let that detract him from his mission. It had been 2 days since the blizzard hit and he still hadn’t feasted on one of the helpless animals below. He followed his target, looking for signs that would give him away. He was stealthy, but he worried that if this took too long he might be discovered. Just as he caught a glimpse in the moonlight, a gust of wind swept up a wave of snow around him, and he scurried off into the shadows of some rocks. After learning his target’s identity he set out on a new path. He recognized this prey by the limp inflicted yesterday. As Xerxes slowly moved along, Hoplophoneus could practically taste the meat and blood dripping from his teeth. He changed course to head off Xerxes but just as he thought he’d have him cut off, another animal appeared alongside him. Hoplophoneus was hungry but he wasn’t suicidal and he knew he couldn’t take them both. He backed away slowly until he was out of sight of Xerxes and Mastadon.
Megatherium had suspicions. He suspected that the weather was playing tricks on him. He suspected that the snow he had been eating was fake because no matter how much he ingested he was still really hungry. But mostly he suspected that someone was out to get him. He clambered up from his semi-comatose state from the day and stretched out his arms as he fell back on his rear. He licked his lips and blinked several times before venturing out from under the overhang he’d been using for shelter. He saw fresh rabbit tracks and thought about rabbits. They hopped a lot; they must be more suited to eating snow. There was no way he could hop; it must be the snow’s fault. As he followed their path, hoping to get a glimpse of one playing he came across much larger tracks. Suddenly he remembered something more serious and began to follow these tracks instead. After following the tracks for several miles he was about to give up. He heard someone running quickly through the snow over the next hill and sauntered up it to look. As he reached the top of the hill, the clouds above broke and the full moon shone down on the valley.
Mastadon and Cave Lion were standing next to each other looking around. They had heard something but weren’t sure what. Cave Lion had been traveling with his companion for a while now without really knowing anything about him. He was so regal and altruistic. He was willing to die for someone he barely knew. That was honorable. After searching for a while they decided it was nothing. Cave Lion sat down for a moment to rest while Mastadon wandered behind some jutting rocks to look one last time.
Hoplophoneus buried himself in a snow drift and waited. He had to be careful and make this work. As Mastadon walked away, he saw his chance and sprang from hiding. He lunged at his wounded prey, thinking he’d make a quick kill and disappear into the night. As he sprinted forward, flinging snow behind him, he opened his mouth, widening his jaw as much as he possibly could. When we was only a few feet from his prey Cave Lion turned toward him.
The force of the blow was incredible but the timing was off. By the time hoplophoneus slammed his jaws shut, he had already tumbled past his intended target. Dazed, Cave Lion jumped to his feet and spun around, glaring at his attacker. His hair raised up on end and he let out an earth-shattering roar as he charged. There was no time to prepare and the force of impact knocked the smaller cat to the ground, in too much of a daze to react. By the time he realized what was happening, the proud feline’s jaws were clenched tightly around his throat. As the grip tightened the saber-tooth wondered where he’d gone wrong. His thoughts remained there until he lost consciousness.
The remaining animals crowded around, wondering what was happening. They came from their hiding spots and perches atop ridges, looking at the blood soaked snow on the ground in the depression. Megistotherium heard the cry as well and found his target. He had been looking for his leader all along and the site before him only furthered his loyalties to the great cat. He slowly approached with a bowed head and stood before Cave Lion. Cave Lion looked to the hyena and saw the loyalty evident in his actions. He walked to his follower and placed a paw on the back of his neck before turning to walk up the hill.
The animals gathered in the valley amazed at their luck. Had they really all survived the attacks? Megatherium smiled at the scene below him. He took a few steps forward and the snow beneath him began to slide. He slid for a ways and his eyes lit up. Then a larger piece of ice broke loose and he lost his footing. He tumbled head over hind down the hill into the valley. His momentum was stopped by a collision with the soft but strong side of Wooly Mammoth, the savior of the two previous nights. He raised onto his back legs to look the mammoth in the eyes and then flopped his front arms around its neck. The mammoth’s stoic gaze broke into smiling eyes and Megatherium dropped back down to all fours. The animals all looked up the hill to see the silhouette of the Cave Lion outlined by moonlight. He stood there waiting and watching over the others until morning broke and they could continue their journey.
End of Game Roster
- Marquessa - Eusmilus - lynched D2
- EDM - Megaloceros
- Phaze - Andrewsarchus - lynched D1
- Xerxes - Cave Lion
- Slick - Megatherium
- Hirkala - Smilodon - Killed by Indy N1
- Shadow7 - Mastadon
- Darth nox - Wooly Mammoth - MVP
- Blablah - Hoplophoneus - Killed by Goodies N3
- solman - Glyptodon
- JarZe - Paraceratherium
- Framm - Megistotherium * (Found Cave Lion in N4 and joined Goodies)
|List of actions|
Night 1 / Day 1
Night 2 / Day 2