Mafia 2020 #3: 14 Stories Above the Sea

[WillBy]

Votes LOCKED.
Phase change incoming.

[Voth]

Cute.

We will learn a lot shortly.

For the record, fuck all of you.

[ixt]

nah fuck you more

[WillBy]

You may ask yourself, how did I get here?
And you may ask yourself, how do I work this?
Letting the days go by, same as it ever was.

Supply coordination had gotten pretty easy, since the quarantine. Every three days, a ship full of supplies from the government would supply us with rations for everyone on board. Nothing more too it. I checked the supplies every couple hours- not much else to do.

While checking supplies, Beast aka Ken was locked in the supply closet- which had been conveniently cleaned out. How does anything deadly get aboard the ship without him knowing about it?
Unfortunately, the handle on the door jammed! Not dead yet, but good as dead, the crew moved on. Investigation of his quarters revealed he was a Vanilla Townie.

Begin Night 3

I might go back and update this death later. Got a BD.

[Edify]

While checking supplies, Beast aka Ken was locked in the supply closet- which had been conveniently cleaned out. How does anything deadly get aboard the ship without him knowing about it?
Unfortunately, the handle on the door jammed! Not dead yet, but good as dead, the crew moved on. Investigation of his quarters revealed he was a Vanilla Townie.

Begin Night 3

I might go back and update this death later. Got a BD.

I wrote one up for you to help with the great game we've been having. The crew gathered belowdecks in the hold, where Ken, the Supply Coordinator was hiding eating twinkies. All of a sudden, a massive explosion rocked the ship, sinking all 10 lives of the crew and passengers. Ken was the Daytime Bomb. Game over, everyone dies.

[Edify]

Also, crap!

[ixt]

i wouldnt say "i told you so" with my gut feeling similar to Grand's situation. But by golly beast really showed a new way to play VT LMAO

[Vehicle]

nah fuck you more

Seconded.

You're the reason this happened Voth.

[Edify]

Well, I was wrong about Beast. Sucks. Sorry to see another townie go. What does this night hold for us?

[ixt]

You know what. Fuck it. Ixt or Paul are going to change their vote to me at the last minute to switch it to 5-4 me. Thanks edify for forcing my hand you dumb fuck.

This is the death note I jokingly wrote about myself last night when the score was 3/3 Beast/Me. I was going to post it and then I refreshed and someone had swapped votes so I saved it for later:

They always hated her, what with her long blond hair, big blue eyes and doctorate from the University of Pheonix. They said she wasn't qualified, that she couldn't do the job because she was a woman, that she wasn't fit to handle a weapon, that she couldn't bring her AR-15 on the boat, all because her ex-husband mysteriously went missing and she inherited his money and his tiger zoo.

So when Hank and Hank, a pair of twin brothers so dumb that if you put their brains together you'd swear they were triplets, walked in on Jackie polishing her unlicensed, unregistered Tomahawk missile in her cabin, Jackie knew she was fucked.

The boys gathered the crew on the deck, or they did as best they could when you took into consideration the hunchbacked Hank's lisp and the club-footed Hank's inability to use stairs. Some of the crew were drunk, some were hungover, all were blinded by their desire to get off the boat while using as few brain cells as possible.

Jackie, the ship's security guard, made her case, mostly by wildly pointing the finger at people for their own past transgressions. The crew had heard enough, she was sentenced to die. Jeff Probst took Jackie's tribal flame and spoke those solemn words as he dunked it into the shallow end of the pool with the water slide on Deck 3: "The crew has spoken."

And then they drowned her in like a Bioshock Infinite way where they each sort of held down different parts of her body while chanting "would you kindly."
The crew would never know that as well as having a certain love of missiles and missile-based pariphenalia, she also had a love for Exalt.

While on duty both nights she sat and watched, worried first about his mental state and then about his safety. The first night no one came, but on the second night she saw them, the_paul and ixt, enter his cabin with what looked like a bottle of rum. It had broken her heart, Exalt had once again choosen his raging alcoholism over her, and she returned to her cabin and held her Tomahawk missile while she cried herself to sleep.

On the morning of Day 3 she found out he was gone forever. She hadn't yet learned that she would soon join him.

So either ixt is lying or the_paul sacrificed backwards to coast his way to the end.

This is backed up by my first two votes of the phase: first paul, then ixt.

Beast, Voth, paul/ixt are the scum team. I just wanted to actually make it to the end of a game for once.

would like a role claim for you next phase (if you survive) and if its believable im zeroing on kthx and halp. g'day im out for the last segment till phase change.

[ixt]

*role claim from you

[Voth]

Seconded.

You're the reason this happened Voth.

Rofl.... this is so bad it is utterly ridiculous.

[Vehicle]

From me? I thought my writeup made it clear, I'm the townie watcher. I pick one person each night and if someone comes to visit them I hear about it.

You and the_paul both visited Exalt on N2. So I'd love to see how t_p roleclaims without also calling you a liar.

[Kassius]

So.. who am I roleblocking tonight chaps

[Vehicle]

Rofl.... this is so bad it is utterly ridiculous.

Are you assessing your performance thus far in this game? I second that motion as well.