|Villager, Villager, Mafia|
VVM, Y-san's experiment
|Link||Villager, Villager, Mafia|
|Size||13 Players (Small)|
|Roster|| 1. Hirkala|
|First to Die||Panther|
|Last Remaining||Framm, ShadowAngel, Thalia|
It began on June 15th, 2012 and ended in N4 (June 23th, 2012).
Game Mechanics Edit
Unlike regular forum mafia, instead of one of every role, there will be three of every role (with one exception). One out of the three of every role is mafia. The catch is that they don't know it.
There is one unique role, the Instigator, who starts the game as mafia and is aware of it. Every Night he will chose a player to approach and if the player is mafia, they will 'awaken' and gain BTSC with the Instigator. The Instigator's vote has 0 weight. If the Instigator dies, a living mafia member will be chosen at random to awaken and take over the instigating.
Villagers win if all the mafia are dead and mafia wins if all the villagers are dead (even if they don't realize it).
There are 4 roles: Spy, Save, Block, and Kill. Blocks, successful saves, and kills will be shown in the Night Post. Block on block will result in a canceling out of actions and will not be shown. Spies attain role information only, faction information is only revealed with the lynch (unless its the Instigator, of course).
- INSTIGATOR - Every night, chooses a player to "awaken". If the player is a Baddie, then they are informed and gain BTSC with the Instigator.
Host's Summary Edit
Winning Faction Edit
- 2. Framm18 - Block
- 9.Shadow7 - Kill
- 11.TheCube - Spy
- 12.Yodell - Instigator
- 13.MiKi - Save
Day and Night Posts Edit
Y-san nodded encouragingly as the people of the small town gathered around Y-san in what passed for a town square, some sitting on the sacks of potatoes they had in lieu of benches.
"I'm just going to performing a little social experiment here," she said, giving them a beneficient smile. "No one will get hurt, I assure you...and at the end, there'll be some nice cake."
The good citizens of the village slept soundly, visions of hotdish and sheet cake prancing around in their heads. There was one, however, who did not sleep.
The Instigator crept past rows of uniformly designed and color-coordinated houses, sneering with disgust. These poor plebes, who would marry their high school sweethearts, live in a white picket house, buy SUV's, and have 2.5 kids...and never actually make anything of their lives. But toNight, one was about to get a chance to change all that. Maybe it would take, or maybe the Instigator's attempt would be denied...but it was time to try.
Duck...duck...duck...duck..., the Instigator counted,...duck...goose. Let's see if you lay a golden egg.
MikeD was considering going out for some beers or something (non-alcoholic if he was not of age), but when he tried his own front door, he discovered that it had been super-glued shut. No doubt a prank from some of the local youngsters. "Very funny," he grumbled. Looking like he wasn't going anywhere toNight.
"Now, this is the first level of the experiment," Y-san said as the villagers accrued in a room with 13 doors. "Everyone pick a door."
They did so. "Now we open them?"
Y-san nodded, but frowned. "I haven't done this in a while," she admitted. "I can't help but feel like I'm forgetting something..."
"I'm sure you're doing fine, I believe in you," Panther reassured her. As encouragement, she confidently threw open her door...right as a ball of lighting shot out, disintegrating her on the spot.
"Oh yeah, that," Y-san said calmly. "I knew I was forgetting something..."
For the evening's round of experiments, Y-san partitioned the group into pairs. Later, she might mix up the pairs, depending on who remained...
Hirkala and his partner were led into a room and told to stand on either side of a table, on which sat a panel with 2 blue buttons and a large red button in the center with the words "DO NOT PRESS" stamped on it.
"This is the way this is going to go," Y-san stated, reaching into her pocket for a pen and finding instead a glass vial. "You can either go through that door together," she gestured, absentmindedly twirling the vial in her fingers, "in which case, you will each receive $75, or one of you could press your blue button, trapping the other, and get $100."
"Well," Hirkala considered, "It seems like it'd be best to betray, but one of use could agree to give $26 to the other out of our $75..."
But the other had already jumped at the button, causing plexiglass panels to come down from the ceiling, trapping the pontificating Hirk.
Y-san shrugged, still playing with the vial.
The same experiment was repeated (for good measure, of course), with Flamebirde and his partner. They had both leapt for the button at the mention of the $100, but his partner was just a tad faster.
MiKi and her partner were led into a room with a table, two cups, and a vial very similar to the one Y-san had been toying with.
"The vial contains a laxative," Y-san explained, "MiKi, you choose a cup to put it in..." she proceeded to instruct the other to turn around and chose their eyes. "Your partner will choose a cup to drink and you will drink the other one. The one who goes the longest without having to go to the washroom will get a new Ipad."
MiKi wanted the Ipad, but she would feel bad for making the other suffer. Maybe if she divided the dose b/w the cups, it would be less effective? She was strong, she could outlast her partner in a battle of wills...
So that's what she did. The pair drank their cups. MiKi painted a smile on her face. She could do this...she could handle it...suddenly the smile froze on her lips as her chest began to heave in convulsions. A few moments later, they stopped... but so had her heart.
Y-san frowned, her brow creasing. Then she glanced down at the vial in her hand. "OHHHH...," she exclaimed, relieved to find the source of error. "I must have mixed up the vials...that wasn't the laxative, that was the poison...lol..."
"Ah, lol," said the other. "Good, I've developed an immunity to most poisons, but not to laxatives..."
"Alright, that wraps up this level," Y-san noted to the participants of the last group. "Now, to move on and collect your $200, please deposit your cubes in the recycling receptacle." She motioned towards an orifice from which an angry orange glow emanated.
"Wait..." spoke up TheCube. "I didn't get a cube..."
"That's b/c you are The Cube," his partner elucidated with a knowing grin, then proceeded give him a firm shove.
As his screams echoed up the shoot, Y-san frowned. She really should have ordered better sound-proofing...
Hirkala was growing antsy in his incarceration. Shouldn't they be done with the round of experiments by now? Shouldn't someone have come to let him out?
"Hello?!" he cried out, "Anyone there?"
A figure popped into the room.
"Hey, buddy, could you let me out? I think if you press that blue button right there..."
The person walked over the table, but their eyes immediately flew to the big shiny red button.
"I don't think that's a good..." Hirkala began, but it was too late. Greenish gas began to flood in from the vents, into his chamber. He coughed, gasping for breath..."...help me..."
The person glanced at the ominous looking miasma, then to the buttons, then to the miasma again. Then, after a quick look around to make sure no one was watching, the person made a quick and surreptitious exit.
From behind the one-way window she watched from, Y-san smiled her lopsided smile and jotted down a few notes. Ah...human nature...
She was just turning away to go finish up her report when a quick movement caught the corner of her eye. Defying common sense, and (more importantly) her hypothesis, a good Samaritan dashed into the room, took a deep breath, pressed the blue button, and lunged into the miasma, emerging a moment later with Hirk in tow. The Samaritan smashed down the button again, cordoning off the remaining gas.
"Thanks, buddy..." Hirk said, between gasps.
Y-san frowned deeply. This is was going to make the report much more tedious to write. How annoying.
Y-san and MikeD stood at the edge of a platform from which there was a precipitous drop to the platform below.
"For this experiment I have constructed some wormholes," Y-san explained, pointing to an orange-lined shimmering oval on the lower platform. "The other end of the wormhole is on the inclined platform over there," she gestured to a blue-lined shimmering oval on a 45 degree raised surface, "You will jump off into the first wormhole, and there should be enough momentum to carry over the toxic waste," she waved at the lake of maleficient-looking green gunk in front of them, "and safely to the other side." She nodded at a large platform at the other end of the large room.
"Are you sure this is safe?" MikeD asked uncertainly.
"Yes, we ran a simulation based on your dimensions and weight and you had no trouble clearing the waste," Y-san smiled reassuringly.
MikeD shrugged. If Y-san said so...
His mass accelerated into the wormhole and flung out the other end, his motion forming a beautiful parabola, that was clearing going to make it to the other side.. I'm flying, he thought, exhilarated. Just like Superman...and just as fast...
Then he landed.
Mew was getting sick of all these 'experiments'. There were other things he wanted to get done, and the 'compensation' wasn't that great. So when Y-san ducked out to fetch some contraption she was going to need for the next round, Mew made a break for the exit, some distance away from him on the right.
However, someone had painted a strip of orange paint that caused him to accelerate uncontrollably so that he shot past the exit and went tumbling into the wall. After collecting himself, he decided to make a second attempt, hopping over the orange strip. Unfortunately for him, someone else had painted a blue strip next to it that caused him to go bouncing wildly throughout the room.
"Hey," a voice called to him when he finally came crashing to a stop. He looked up and a saw a person in a black suit in the vent above him. "Do you want help getting out?" The person asked.
Mew nodded eagerly. "Yes, that would be great."
"Go stand on top of that white paint over there..." the person instructed. Mew did. Then the person drew out the worm-hole gun that they had stolen when Y-san wasn't looking, and shot it at Mew's feet.
"Is this to outsiiiiidddddddeeeee???" Mew asked as he began falling...
...right into the lake of toxic waste.
Something had caught the corner of his eye while he walked past, but he hadn't paid much attention to it. What had it been again? Oh yes, a sign: (Hirkala dies)
Aaryan was hanging off a ledge, which fell to a fiery death below. He couldn't remember how he had gotten there...some crazy experiment of Y-san's, certainly...but he was hanging.
And somehow, Yodell was hanging besides him.
"Aaryan," Thalia cried from above. "If you push Yodell off, you can use the outcrop to push yourself up to where I can reach you!"
But Aaryan made no move. "No, no thank you. I'll just hang here until my strength goes out...even though I might be useful to my team...whichever it might be..."
"I would like some help!" Yodell interjected.
"Well, what you think has no weight," Thalia stuck her tongue out at him.
And hence, the only logical conclusion was reached for the Day.
Flamebirde was sitting in the testing center, staring at a set of rings on three pegs on a table. He had 'repeated' the trial so many times, he'd lost count, but Y-san still said it wasn't enough.
Suddenly Framm ducked in. "Sorry, bud, I'm here to make sure you don't go anywhere toNight."
Flamebirde shrugged. "Meh...I wasn't planning on going anywhere anyways. Too...tired..."
Framm smiled affably. "Well, that's good...also...I'm going to kill you."
Flamebirde shrugged again. "Okay."
"If you're here to take me to another round of Y-san's experiments, please no...anything but that..."
Shadow shook her head. "No, no...I'm just here to kill you."
EDM smiled with relief. "Oh, okay...as long as it's not more experiments..."
End of Game Roster Edit
- Hirkala - KILL - Killed N3 by KILL
- Framm 18 - BLOCK
- MikeD - KILL - Lynched D2
- EDM - SPY - Killed N4 by KILL
- Flamebirde - BLOCK - Killed N4 by Mafia
- mew - BLOCK - Killed N3 by Mafia
- Panther - SAVE - Lynched D1
- Thalia - SPY
- ShadowAngel - KILL
- Aaryan - SAVE
- TheCube - SPY - Killed N2 by Mafia
- Yodell - INSTIGATOR - Lynched D3
- MiKi - SAVE - Killed N2 by KILL
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