jninjashadow
Whip snapping, lip smacking, pimp slapping, player tackling revenge of the son of the final narration's deadline 3!

THE MOVIE!

I'll just save some time and start dying now.

Wait until about 3:00, that's the part that applies.

Oh. It is also time for the Niccea Happy Dance! I got a job. Huzzah.

Congratulations on your new job.

Also is it just me or does the narration keep getting later? Probibly just me since its 3 in the morning.

It's only 10:00 in the night here. Haha.

Oh, and I didn't get a job, but I am learning how to drive without crashing. So, huzzah?

Niccea
Oh. It is also time for the Niccea Happy Dance! I got a job. Huzzah.

congrats niccea! i will join you in your happy dancing

FINAL NARRATION
The town huddled with fear in the town hall. Same the Mad Bomber had jumped the gun and buildings were exploding every which way. PP tried desperatly to calm the last townies, but he kept getting cut off by a blast.
“Listen, we can sti- *KA-SHOOM*- DAMMIT!”
As PP tried desperately to keep things calm, 1337 began to beep.
“Um… is your alarm going off” Taylor asked him
“Wash hou talkin aboush?” 1337 asked her. He exploded the very next second.
I Am The 1337 Master the- wait, he's ok?
1337 stood up, not even phased by the blast. PP was astounded, “H-HOW COULD YOU?”
“Iffe had worsh” 1337 moaned.
“Oh, you poor boy! Are you alright?” Roku ran right over to 1337 and wrapped around him. Niccea immediately reacted.
“W-WAIT! She's one of them!” Niccea's warning fell on deaf ears as Roku drew her knife.
“MAFIA!” Roku cried as she plunged her knife right through his throat.
NOW I Am The 1337 Master the town drunk has been moidered
“FIRST BLOOD!” Cried Alwin, who was all to quick to spring up.
The door blew in and the rest of the mafia ran in. Shirkersama was at the head of the pack.
“I'll kill you!” Shirk shouted as he ran to Alwin. Shirk leveled a Tommy gun and unleashed a hail storm of bullets. Alwin began to walk forward, ignoring the tearing bullets.
“Gunna have to do better than THAT son!” Alwin barked as he knocked the gun from Shirk. Shirk tackled Alwin, and the two flew out the window into the convenient thunder storm. The two wrestled as lightning flashed and and rain hammered into them. Alwin finally flipped Shirk off and approached, combat knife drawn.
“I'm gunna cut yo up like turkey dinner, you mafia slime!” Alwin sneered. As he approached however, a large caliber round tore his leg off, “WHAT IN THE NAME OF?!?!”
Salsa waved to him, “YOO-HOO! Hey, war vet!” Salsa had dropped his rifle and produced a remote, “Ever seen enough ballistics to make a rain shield before? No? Well, then, today's gunna be a learning experience!” As Salsa's final word floated off into the ether, Shirk clued in. He quickly kicked Alwin down and ran as fast as he could. Salsa brimmed with unbelievable happiness as he slammed on the button.
“I MADE IT TO THE END!” He roared, his words echoing of the trails of 1000 missiles.
Alwin stared up his jaw hitting the floor, “FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-”
Alwinbot the Veteran has been eviscerated
As Anthony stared at the show outside, Hark charged him from beside PP.
“SURPRISE F@CKER!” Hark shouted as he tackled Anthony. The two rolled into 1337's crater. The weakened ground gave way and the two fell into a small underground chamber; Jninja's secret lab.
“The hell YOU two doing in here?” the still zombie Jninja demanded, hiding a old-timey, steam-punk computer moniter, “Get out!”
Anthony was about to comply when Hark grabbed a chain sword off Jninja's wall.
“BONSAI!” Hark shouted as he wiled chopped at Anthony. Anthony took a war hammer of the same wall and swung back. Each swing tore with the sound of thunder or shrieking metal, nether of them getting anywhere, especially not out of Jninja's lab. As the fight continued however, Anthony's chest suddenly exploded with a terrible purple blast. As he fell to his knees, Jninja shoot behind him with an odd weapon, “K, one of you is dead, can you GET OUT” Jninja asked.
Hark nodded as he talked, “Fine. Let me just draw some blood tho!” Hark begged. Jninja smiled, “Oh, I counted on THAT.” Hark raised the whirring blade and cleaved Anthony in two. “Just one more is needed” Jninja cooed.
Anthony Mercer the Body Guard has been bisected
As Anthony's scream surfaced, Niccea snapped back from her shocked state.
“Wait, so if… carry the one…” She pointed down at Taylor, “YOU' RE the mob boss!”
Taylor seemed more than hurt, “Oh, I AM huh? Then why am I not pointing the gun at you?” she insightfully pointed out. Niccea felt the pistol rest against her neck.
“Fooled you” PP mocked. With a quick shot, Niccea went to the ground with a lump. She squirmed and twitched on the ground as PP walked casually towards Taylor. “Now, what to do with YOU my little psychopathic friend? I could-” PP was interrupted by Niccea leaping up and screaming for a bit before she went down again.
“Erm, like I was saying, I could-” PP was once again cut off by Niccea, this time, he would take no more. He pointed his gun back down at her, and blew her head off.
Niccea the Vigilante was silenced
PP stroked back his hair and once more looked at Taylor, “This is done. Want a job? We could use a paranoid in our organization.”
Taylor looked to the burning town through the door that the rest of the mob was spilling in through.
“Well, considering I don't see another option, sure. What do I gotta do?
PP smiled at her, ”Kill.“

The End. Mafia Win.

…

Epilogue.
With the mafia's finishing off the last of the townies, as well as getting their own attack psycho, Jninja finished his diabolical work.
”I just need one more soul to-“ He was cut off by a scream from Nicea, followed by a gun shot, ”AND we're good!“
Jninja began to type furiously and flip the last of his switches.
A small laugh started up in his throat, but it escalated into a thunderous cackle from him, ”TEN SOULS FOR ONE!“ HE shouted as he flipped the last switch. His body became engulfed in an unnatural purple bolt of lightning. When it finally stopped, Jninja looked over his new living body.
”Splendid, simply splendid. Thh, think it's time I left this dirt town. The parties dead anyway.“ He said to himself.
As he left his bar, he passed PP and the rest of their mob.
”Sir, its done, so where's the-“
”The treasure PP? It's in the top room of my scrap heap, as promised.“ Jninja smirked, ”oh and PP, your the boss now, remember?“
”What, but i thought…“ PP was cut off by Jninja's figure.
”I retire.“ Jninja casually waved a good-bye as he walked off, ”Good luck boys, and a fine job!"

Thus ends my final mafia game. Expect your GM election soon.

Teammates, you may commence your bragging.

YES!!!!!!!!

I LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!!!
I have now survived 2 games!!!



I was the Bootlegger, I ran whiskey and ya'll so fast that you can't even hope ta see me!

K, elections up. Well, its been fun. If any of you guys ever need me, you know my user name. And my aim and msn names can be givin out. Heh, the elections the last time you'll deal with me, unless you actually NEED me to play in some far off game XP

and so retires 2 fine players of mafia- Same and jninja. hats off gentlemen, it was most fun playing with you and if the mood ever strikes you to return to the game; you're always welcome.

And so I retire. Im glad to have been on the winning team for my final game.

Meh. I kinda knew PP was mafia. But I didn't care too much. Not much I could have done. (Especially not with Hark as the pardoner)

Niccea

More like the Niccea stared at the dead bodyguard and the flapper that knew the mayor that was now in the mafia. Then she stared at the insane Nazi enforcer cat and said, “F**k.”

Got my car back, I survived a game, and I can run for GM.

Vote for me!

I'll grant all your requests, as long as it's within your role's power.

I'll doodle something for the first person to vote or submit an action.

and….

I'll grant any former GM a shot at me for all the pain I've put you through!



WHEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! I LIIIIIIIiiiiiiiIIIIIIIVED!

Edit: That is an awesome pic Roku.

S to the h to the i to the t.

You could have trusted me with telling me you were the goddie PP.

Argh.



Last time I trust the mayor.



Hey wait…I forgot to accuse Niccea of being mafia!

That's obviously why I lost this one.

And I did absolutely nothing under PP's command.


Last time I trust the mayor.


They didn't kill all the townies.


Can someone shoot roku so I feel better?


…please?


And roku was shot. All is forgiven.

Bragging rights? You all were over 1/3 of the total players and completely entrenched! I'd say you all played well but the game ended too quickly to justify that. Whatever.

Next time I'm detective, I'm just gonna yell what I find out and then take the bullet like a man. I didn't think it would be fair to give info once I had already been lynched, but this is what I found out:

"Mafia's votes in election:
PP 1
Same 1
Hark 2"

Could've been useful.

I am looking very sharp in the pin stripe armour.
That basically went exactly according to plan from start to finish.
There were far too many kill roles and far too many mafia members, which made things very one sided.

Out of interest…did anyone suspect me?

Hakoshen
Bragging rights?

Everyone who wins gains bragging rights.

It's in the clause.

But you're absolutely right, none the less. This game had way too many kill roles for it to be a fair fight for the town. Being able to end the game by night 2, shouldn't be possible (and technically I could have ended the game on day 2, by lynching 1337 master (I just got greedy and decided to go for a devastated town, rather then “lost since the mafia had more team members then townies” town)).

However, I did have to deal with 2 serial killers (one who was a Veteran variant). Despite what Niccea said about suspecting me of being mafia, I didn't get the vibe that I was suspected from the town (sure there's always the standard suspicion but it's not like you guys actively tried anything). Also, I do like the fact that we ended up with almost 100% dead town and a 100% survival rate. I think that was a difficult task to pull out, seeing that we had to watch out for the paranoid, put two members into office, not have any of our teammates attacked by the 3 opposing kill roles and manipulate the lynch in just the right way. Just saying.

But what I'm most happy about is that I got to personally kill TheFlyingGreenMonkey

Btw Monkey…

I Am The 1337 Master
You could have trusted me with telling me you were the goddie PP.

Hmmm…

I Am The 1337 Master (via PQ)
I am the serial killer.

I want to work with the townies.

…

PS: I can get you dead easily should you betray me.

I Am The 1337 Master
I don't want mafia to win…ugh…

…

No… not really.

I Am The 1337 Master
They didn't kill all the townies.

Only the paranoid survived. And Niccea has the honor of killing Mettaur for us.

So can't handle just getting revenge you have to show a highly offensive clip with it? And you complain about me over doing it in the game. *Shakes head sadly at PP's poor sportsmanship*

TheFlyingGreenMonkey
And you complain about me over doing it in the game.

Oh, no no no.

I'm not complaining at all.

Just answering in the same tone. >:Þ

TheFlyingGreenMonkey
So can't handle just getting revenge you have to show a highly offensive clip with it? And you complain about me over doing it in the game. *Shakes head sadly at PP's poor sportsmanship*

as i see it you guys are like rivals. you stab him repeatedly and boost about it- he stabs you back… so on and so forth. i don't think either one of you has the right to really say anything about sportsmanship, good or bad since you both have times where you over do it. seriously you guys are total rivals.

though not as cool as rivals as me and l33t. we rival old school. fo' realz.


and thanks you salsa. been a while since a mafia team picture and certain people aren't playing anymore so i wanted them to look good.

Was I boasting about good sportsmanship?

Also, I agree about the rival thing. Although, it was his decision of making an enemy out of me.

…shouldn't have bragged about killing me.

Huh.

Apparently I can walk through bullet fire. And I flip off everyone.


This makes me the greatest.

Ever.

Product Placement
Was I boasting about good sportsmanship?

Also, I agree about the rival thing. Although, it was his decision of making an enemy out of me.

…shouldn't have bragged about killing me.

I didn't brag I merely stated a fact that PP has blown out of proportion.