|James Bond Mafia|
|Host||Fox & Reaymond|
|Link||James Bond Mafia|
|Size||12 Players (Medium)|
|Start Date||December 9th, 2008|
|First to Die||Impervious & DMS172 & Neptune|
|Last Remaining||Star_Tiger, Silverheart, A. Person, Rainthinker|
It began on December 9th, 2008 and ended in a Baddie win N3 (December 15th, 2008).
From Fox: All PMs have been sent! Just a couple of reminders...
- Please send all your actions to REAYMOND, not to me. He will pass on the actions so I can write the night post.
- Any QUESTIONS are to be sent to me, I will answer as fully as I can (without giving anything away)
- Please confirm that you recieved your PM, to either Reaymond or I, or both...it doesn't really matter :lol: As long as it's sent ;)
- Have all PMs in by 7:00 AM EST on Thursday...it would be nice if we got them in as early as we can so that I can write the first night post, and we can get the game going! :D
- Revealing of roles is not prohibited, but it kinda ruins the game, so avoid please.
- Ghost posts must be in GREY!
- Villains (Win by killing everyone except themselves, have BTSC and make a group kill every night)
- Jaws - Can save 1 person any night, but not 2 nights in a row.
- Dr No - Can stop one person from using their ability each night, but not the same person twice in a row.
- Goldfinger - Anybody who visits him at night will die.
- Blofeld - Any night, but not 2 in a row, can investigate 1 person finding out their role.
- Heroes (Win by killing all the villains and the independent)
- Bond - Can kill every night.
- M - Can find out the role of one person every odd night starting night one.
- Q - Can save one person every even night, but may only save themself once.
- Miss Moneypenny - Shown Ability Can save one person every odd night starting night 3.
- Felix Leiter - Can arrest one person a night and they are unable to vote the next day. The arrested have a 50% chance of being immune from any attacks and saving roles.
- René Mathis - Can PM the hosts odd nights, starting night 3, one name, and the hosts will tell them if they are innocent, a baddie, or the independent.
- Jinx - Shown Ability Can *cough*distract*cough* one person any night but not 2 in a row. The results of this may vary.
- Independent (Win Condition kept secret)
- Octopussy - Every even night can investigate one player, finding out the role of that player but not the secret ability.
|Secret powers and wincon|
Jaws - Secret Ability Anybody who visits his target has a 25% of finding out who they are. Also cannot save Blofeld once he’s been revealed.
Dr No - Secret Ability He has a 20% chance of finding out that person’s special ability
Goldfinger - Secret Ability Can change a vote in the lynching. The targeted player will be PMed by a host telling them to change vote to Goldfingers’s choice, if not death will occur. They may not mention this on the forum.
Blofeld - Secret Ability The 1st time he is targeted to die, his cat can die for him, but his role will be revealed on the main thread
Bond - Secret Ability If he dies, there is a 50% chance he’ll take an innocent down with him. This counts for lynches and night deaths.
M - Secret Ability On the first night, there is a 40% chance that M and Q will get BTSC. On each subsequent night, there is a 20% chance
Q - Secret Ability On the first night, there is a 40% chance that M and Q will get BTSC. On each subsequent night, there is a 20% chance
Miss Moneypenny - Secret Ability Knows who Bond is, but he doesn’t know that she does.
Felix Leiter - Secret Ability Felix has also can choose to ask the captured one yes or no question, which will be passed on via the host(s). The captured must answer truthfully and not tell anyone they’ve been asked a question, not even if they have BTSC
René Mathis - Secret Ability Every prime night (not including night one), René can PM the host for the secret ability of someone they have investigated, but unless they are the independent, they won’t know their specific role.
Jinx - Secret Ability A die is rolled to decide on the outcome of the seduction;
Octopussy - Secret Ability Can survive Bond's killing ability - Win Condition Wins by PMing the correct identities of Bond and Blofeld to the hosts.
Game Idea and ExpectationsEdit
Ok, I think that's it...:wacko: Congrats SPECTRE, and good job MI6 :D I totally love hosting...I think I'll have to try it again sometime ;) THANKS A BILLION REAYMOND for being the best co-host ever
|Night Post Hints|
|Night Post 1:
"Impervious was dead on the ground, leaving a confused and angry Felix, who wouldn’t have time to bring him in for questioning."
This hints to Felix's secret ablity, where he gets to ask the arrested a question.
"Let me end this now,” he hissed, aiming a shot at Neptune, which grazed him in the shoulder, leaving its golden residue.
Refers to Silverheart's cat avatar...
Night Post 2: Oops...I forgot to include hints in this one...:blush:
Night Post 3: "Silence, Tigger,” and he stroked the white cat. Goldfinger sniggered, but abruptly stopped when Blofeld shot him a deathly glare.
Tigger, the cat, refers to his owner, Star_tiger
- Star_tiger - Blofeld
- Silverheart - Goldfinger
- A. Person - Dr. No
- Rainthinker - Jaws
Day and Night PostsEdit
|“Yes, of course Number One...” a man in a dark uniform nodded to someone in a large chair. A fluffy white cat tail hung over the armrest, but everything else was hidden. “Perfect...bring them as soon as you can,” a deep voice replied, his hand stroking the Persian cat. The uniformed man left quickly, leaving Ernest Stavro Blofeld alone with his cat. The chair swivelled around showing Blofeld’s scarred face. “Yes, my kitty, soon the others will join us, and SPECTRE will permanently rid the world of those MI6s...” his eyes narrowed, and his cat’s ears flattened, “...and that James Bond!” Meanwhile three figures walked down a dark hallway, towards a large office. The first was a large blonde haired man, wearing way too much gold, followed by a tough looking man with metal teeth and a man without hands, only to be replaced by metal ones. Goldfinger, Jaws, and Dr. No stepped into the circular room, and stood, awaiting instructions. “Ah good, you are all here,” Blofeld smiled, a hideous sight, and stroked his cat, “now that we know each other, we can work as a group, and SPECTRE will prevail!” The other three smiled, and their maniacal laughter rang off the walls.
“Ok, M, I’ll send him in as soon as I can. Yes I know. Of course. I’ll tell him.” Miss Moneypenny, the curly haired secretary of ‘M’, put down the phone, and picked it up again, dialling a complex number. After a couple rings, she heard a surprised “Hello?” “Bond! Where are you! M has been waiting for almost half an hour!” she hissed into the phone. On the other end, agent 007, aka James Bond was sitting by a lake somewhere. Next to him was a pretty girl, who was looking rather upset. “Who is that James? Not another girl?” she pouted, putting her hands on his shoulders. “No, no Jinx, just work related...” he stopped, listening, “Yes, I’ll be there.” “Be where?” Jinx asked, “We just got here!” But Bond didn’t answer; instead he shut his phone, and dashed to his Aston Martin, leaving a bewildered Jinx to find her own way home - or to follow Bond...
All was quiet in the Royal Jewel Depository, or so it seemed. A closer look revealed a shadowy figure huddled in the corner. This would be a new test of their skills, and effortlessly sneaking past the guards, they made it to the first entry door. They waited patiently for a guard to pass, and quietly grabbed one, expertly knocking them out. They dragged its limp body towards the eye scan, pushing them towards it. The door opened, which would have normally set off a precautionary alarm to the security office, but that had been disabled yesterday. The thief pulled out a key card, stolen earlier from the security office, and slipped it in a nearby door. They pulled a glove on, and pressed it into the fingerprint verifier, causing the door to whoosh open. The thief pulled off their face mask, letting their long brown hair tumble down her shoulders. Octopussy wasted no time grabbing all she could carry and escaping past the guards without making a noise.
M tapped her fingers on her desk, occasionally looking at the clock on the wall. “Don’t worry M, he’ll be here soon...” Q assured her, secretly hoping Bond would be there before M would make a scene. The doorknob turned, and both people straightened up. Bond walked in, followed by Jinx, who had been waiting outside the office, to the surprise of everyone. “Mr Bond, our agent’s report that SPECTRE is active again, led by a certain Ernst Stavro Blofeld. They are apparently coordinating over an internet site called “Brainden” M reported. “We need you to go undercover of a member here and stop them,” Q continued, “We’ll be there too, just to watch over.” “Along with some other agents you may remember,” M gestured towards the door where Felix Leither and René Mathis had just entered. “Good luck to you...” Q called as the agents walked out the door.
Meanwhile, in various places all over the world, twelve people, talking to each other about the newest puzzle, were simultaneously knocked out of their chairs. Each was replaced by an MI6 agent or a SPECTRE henchman allowing them to take over their computers. As the newest mafia game began, each knew that the stakes would be much higher...Cue James Bond Theme Song
Welcome to James Bond Mafia! Please read Unreality’s guide to mafia found HERE for the general rules and strategies.
|Jinx, looked at the address in her handbook, and back towards the number on the house. She knocked, and it was opened by a tired looking Dms.
“Do you realize what time it is?” he yawned, then his eyes snapped open at the beautiful girl on his doorstep.
“May I come in?” she asked, and he nodded...later that night, the neighbours heard the sounds of gunshots from Dms’s house, and the police arrived to find him dead, in his bed, with a smile on his face....
Impervious was just entering the 24 hour store, fresh out of milk, when a man burst into the store with a mask and a gun.
“This is a stick up!” he yelled, pointing the gun at the cashier, who threw her hands up in fear. Impervious watched as she loaded the register money into his bag, and finding the perfect moment, pulled out his gun. He crept towards the clerk and the man, and clicked off the safety, causing the man to turn.
“What the hell are you doi...” but before he could finish his sentence, he was dead. Impervious put away the smoking gun, just as a police car was pulling into the parking lot...
“Oh, this is gonna look bad...” he thought, as Felix Leiter ran in.
“You’re under arrest for murder and for robbery!” he cried, putting a pair of handcuffs on him. Hanging his head, Impervious grudgingly obliged, while the cashier stood there shaking...
The night had officially started, and Bond knew that meant a kill. He loaded his gun, and began to tail a cop, and his victim. As they walked under a street lamp, Bond could almost swear he recognized the cop, but that did not matter. With two skilful shots, Impervious was dead on the ground, leaving a confused and angry Felix, who wouldn’t have time to bring him in for questioning.
“So are we all in agreement?” A white cat lay on the desk of the conference room, while the four villains coordinated.
“Yeah, sure,” they murmured, slightly half asleep after being in a board room for over three hours.
“Well, let’s go then,” Blofeld stood up, and reached for his gun...
“Wait! I’ll go!” said Goldfinger, pulling out his signature golden gun. Blofeld nodded, secretly preferring others to do his dirty work. Goldfinger rushed out of the room into the cold night...
“Phew, what a long day,” thought Neptune, stepping into bed, “got a nice promotion...” but his thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell.
“Who’s selling things at this late hour?” he said to himself, grumpily, walking for the door. He opened it cautiously, and saw a glint of gold outside. Wondering why a millionaire was standing outside his house, he opened the door wide.
“And what can I do for you this evening?” he asked, smiling. The man, on the other hand, did not look happy at all.
“Do me a favour,” he asked, pulling out his gun, “and die.” Neptune whirled around, hiding behind the door, his heart pumping. He was being ambushed! He looked around for something he could use as a weapon, but all there was nearby was a broom.
“I’ll have to do...” he thought, turning around and coming at Goldfinger with the broom held as a spear. Taken by surprise, Goldfinger was knocked off his feet, and the gun flew out of his hands. Neptune smiled in victory, and came at him again, but Goldfinger was expecting it, and rolled out of the way, grabbing for his gun.
“Let me end this now,” he hissed, aiming a shot at Neptune, which grazed him in the shoulder, leaving its golden residue.
“Wow,” Neptune’s last thoughts went, “Even his bullets are made of gold!” and turning back towards Goldfinger, he watched the second bullet come closer, almost in slow motion...then fell to the floor, dead, a bullet in his head.
“That was way harder than I thought,” Goldfinger sighed, putting away his gun, and heading back to base
|Furious cries rang out across the mob of people, fearful for their own lives, and bloodthirsty for a lynch.
“I say Twin Pop! Its random, but whatever!” Grey Cells cried, pointing a finger.
“Where is peace*? She’s hiding, she must be suspicious!” Star_tiger threw in, looking around. Silverheart ran into the square, clutching her art pad.
“Yeah, she IS pretty inactive...”
“Look who’s talking...” someone mumbled. Silverheart shot them a glare.
“What about Lime? He’s pretty quiet...” Twin pop stole a glance at Limeliam, who was scribbling furiously, doing some math homework. He looked up, tapping his pencil on his paper,
“What about Rainthinker? He seems pretty shifty as well...” Liam suggested. The mob began to argue, and then one voice, the voice of Someguy, rose above the others.
“What about Silverheart?”
The mob looked at him for a second, and picked up their arguing again, all except Grey Cells, who pondered this for a minute.
“Yeah...maybe, in fact, I might change my vote to her!” he said, and walked up to Reaymond and Kat, who were trying to calm down the mob, and whispered his new vote for Silverheart. Kat waved her arms frantically, trying to get everyone’s attention.
“The votes have been cast...it seems that it is two in favour of Silverheart...and two in...” she paused and reread the roster.
“Sorry, a vote has been changed. That is THREE for peace*out!” the audience was in uproar...again, and it took a couple of minutes to get everyone to quiet down.
“It doesn’t matter when it happened,” Kat began, “As long as it’s there.” And with that, she pulled out a pistol from her pocket. Peace* walked up silently, bowing her head, not even arguing. The whole audience held their breath as Kat took aim, and with two shots, peace*out was dead on the floor. Reaymond bent over next to her, and picked up what had fallen out of her pocket.
“It’s...a ruby?” he gasped, weighing it in his hands, “This was stolen from the Royal Jewel Depositary weeks ago!” he cried. There was a murmur of satisfaction, as the mob left the broken body of Octopussy in the town square...
Shown Ability Every even night can investigate one player, finding out the role of that player but not the secret ability.
Win Condition Wins by PMing the correct identities of Bond and Blofeld to the hosts.
Secret Ability Can survive Bond's killing ability
It's night everyone! So...since it's the weekend, I'm allowing myself to sleep in a bit, so everyone has until 9:00 AM EST tomorrow to send in their PMs.
|Grey Cells peered out the window, his breath fogging it up due to the cold winter air.
“I have a bad feeling about tonight...” he said to no one in particular, shutting the curtains. No sooner had he, when he heard a knock from the door. He grabbed a gun off the table, and crept towards the door. A second, more urgent knock sounded, and GC unlocked the door, and slowly opened it a crack.
“Who is it?” he asked, looking out. A gun slipped between the crack and the man outside pushed open the door.
“It doesn’t matter to you, now does it,” Jaws smiled, his metal teeth glinting. GC backed away holding his gun up.
“N...no closer, or I’ll shoot!” he stammered, taking aim for Jaws’ chest. Jaws took another step towards him, and with a bang, Grey Cells fired a shot. Jaws looked down to where a small red stain was rapidly spreading, and shrugged, dropping the gun he was holding, and walking towards Grey Cells with raw determination. GC began to back away, and stumbled, reaching for something, anything to defend himself with. Spying his TV remote, he smiled, and picked it up, pointing it at Jaws.
“What are you gonna do, turn on the tv?” he chuckled, but GC only grinned, and pushed the play button, and a gush of smoke poured out of the end, obstructing his view while GC made his way to the roof. Jaws coughed, and waved his arms, frantically trying to clear the smoke, and blundered around the downstairs floor. By the time he had reached the roof, Grey Cells was talking into the remote, and a helicopter was making its way towards them. Jaws lunged for GC just as he pushed another button the remote. A mechanical claw shot out and clung to the edge of the helicopter, dragging him with it, and pulling him out of Jaws’ grasp. Infuriated, he stomped home, leaving the neighbours wondering where Grey Cells had gone.
“Sorry, I got here as fast as I could,” Q pulled Grey Cells up into the Helicopter, and retracted the metallic claw back into the remote, “Did you find it worked well?” he asked, and GC nodded.
“It saved my life, so it must work!” the two men laughed as the helicopter rose into the night.
|It was another day, and that meant it was time for another lynching. The crowd pushed two people towards the fountain where Kat and Reaymond were standing. Someguy and A. Person looked at each other nervously, and faced the angry crowd.
“It seems we have a tie,” Reaymond announced. Kat rolled her eyes.
“Way to point out the obvious,” she whispered, and raised her voice to the crowd.
“I will be back with a coin!” and with that, walked off towards her hosting bag. While she rummaged through it, Reaymond stood controlling the crowd, and he double checked the votes. He gasped; star_tiger’s vote had been scribbled out messily, and replaced with a crudely drawn name...
“Erm...everyone?” he waved his arms at the noisy crowd, who turned and focused their attention on him, “It seems that we no longer have a tie...” Just then Kat returned with a mafia coin, the images of a grim reaper and an angel on each side of the silver coin.
“Ok, I’m goo...” she stopped; the whole crowd was quiet and were staring at Reaymond, who shoved the voting roster into Kat’s hands. She looked at the new votes, and sighed.
“Why did I need this coin then?” Kat grumbled, and looked at the two candidates.
“I’m sorry...Someguy, you have the most votes,” Kat looked at him sadly, and he nodded. Reaymond handed him a blindfold, and the hosts looked at each other.
“It’s your turn,” Kat nudged Reaymond, and he nodded, pulling out his own silencer gun. Someguy closed his eyes, and Reaymond shot. Someguy lay dead on the ground at A. Person’s feet, who backed away from the pooling blood. Kat knelt down next to Someguy, and pulled out a TV remote from his pocket. She pressed a button, and a mechanical claw shot out.
“I’m sorry, Q,” she sighed, and the glum looking crowd departed home. Only the SPECTRE agents were happy about today...
Shown Ability Can save one person every even night, but may only save themself once.
Secret Ability Has a 50% chance of having BTSC with M (Coin was flipped, M and Q DID get BTSC)
|The members of SPECTRE nodded in unison, as a target was chosen. Blofeld stroked his cat, and looked at his henchmen.
“So, who will go out tonight?” he asked, but no one raised their hands, “Jaws, you failed me last night. I want you to redeem yourself. You will go after our target”. Jaws nodded, and Blofeld hissed threateningly.
“Silence, Tigger,” and he stroked the white cat. Goldfinger sniggered, but abruptly stopped when Blofeld shot him a deathly glare. Jaws dleft and the meeting concluded.
Miss Moneypenny put down her paperwork, and looked around M’s empty office. She was, as usual, the last one there. She turned off the lights, and grabbed her coat and put her hand in her pocket, making sure what she had taken was still there. She silently slunk out of the room into the night, and stopped at the house of Twin Pop. She pulled the gadget, stolen from Q’s empty office, and pushed a small purple button on it. Instantly, a protective shield of electricity put itself up over Twin Pop’s house. Miss Moneypenny then returned home, lots of paperwork to catch up on.
Dr. No stopped a door, and double checked the address. His metal hands made a hard clunk on the door, as he knocked.
“Coming...coming...no need to make so much noise...” a voice came, and Grey Cells opened the door. He froze as he saw the face of Dr. No.
“Oh no, not you people again...” he began to close the door.
“Wait!” Dr. No shouted, and grasped the door, causing it to splinter slightly, “I’ve booby trapped the house,” he indicated to a flashing light in the outside plant, “so that you cannot leave, unless of course, you’d like to be blown up in a million pieces...” GC nodded silently, and looked nervously to the bomb in his plant. He backed into his house, and just about picked up the phone, when he noticed the little red light blinking next to it.
“How on earth did he get in here?” he thought, and made his way carefully through the house, back to bed.
Rene Mathis turned on the security tape viewer, fixated in his house, and adjusted a couple of wires. Instantly, the house of Silverheart appeared, and Mathis searched through the tapes, until he saw what he needed. He knew exactly what group Silverheart belonged to. He scribbled something in his notebook, and turned off his screens. He ran off towards her house, figuring it would be a good idea just to make sure.
Jaws walked up to the house of his target, and pulled out his gun, a bit frustrated at his failure the last night. He would not disappoint again. Just as he got to the house, he recoiled in pain. He couldn’t move, all he could feel was the excruciating pain in his mouth, and he put all his energy into stepping back. He looked up at the house, and saw a barely noticeable shield of electricity. His metal jaws had conducted the electricity, and he smelt the burning flesh of his gums.
“Why, electricity?” he yelled to no one in particular, and holding his jaw, he turned back towards SPECTRE, dread of facing his boss all that was on his mind. He didn’t notice Rene Mathis silently sneaking the opposite way, towards the house of Silverheart.
Silverheart was just taking off her favourite silver heart pendant, and getting ready for bed. She opened her medicine cabinet, and took out some medicinal tea leaves. As she was shutting it, she gasped; the reflection of Limeliam in the mirror. She spun around,
“Lime, what are you doing here?” she smiled sweetly, but Lime’s serious expression stayed still. Silverheart raised her eyebrow,
“What’s up Liam?” but froze; Liam pulled out a gun.
“I know EXACTLY who you are!” he yelled, holding the gun steady. Silverheart’s eyes narrowed, and her mouth curved into a frown.
“I’m sorry Liam, I can’t allow you to leave,” she hit her pendent into the mirror, which shattered, spraying broken glass across the counter. She picked one off, and started to walk purposely towards Liam. Liam began to back away, his confidence escaping him.
Silver held the broken glass to Liam’s neck, and a trickle of blood ran down his neck.
“You can’t leave here, Rene,” she hissed, and pushed the glass in deeper. Liam slumped to the floor, and the blood began to pool around him.
Silver, stepped daintily over him, and pulled back the golden covers in her room. She turned off the lights, and went to sleep, dreaming of gold, SPECTRE, and cats named Tigger.
End of Game RosterEdit
Ian and Flemming: Reaymond and Kat
- Impervious - M Killed by Bond N1
- Star_tiger - Blofeld
- Limeliam - Rene Killed N3
- Dms172 - Felix Leiter Killed by Jinx N1
- Neptune'sObsoluteVersion - Bond Killed by SPECTRE N1
- Silverheart - Goldfinger
- Peace*out Lynched D2 found to be Octopussy
- A. Person - Dr. No
- Grey Cells - Jinx
- Rainthinker - Jaws
- Someguy Lynched D2 found to be Q
- Twin Pop - Miss Moneypenny
|List of actions|
Night 1 Actions