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[reign of terror]

"Hm.." Godfather Tony sat back in his super-secret IRONTown Mafia Hideout in the back room of a small bar in the middle of the town. The door opened and a drunk resident of the town staggered in.
"Go away!"
"This isn't the bathroom?"
"No!"
"Oh. Sorry."
The door closed again.

"Now, where was I?" Tony glanced at the assembled Mafioso gathered round him.
"You were saying about your success, boss..." One of them piped up, taking a drag at a cigar that was being passed around the group.
"Yes, I was! But that was the PAST! We have to move ON!" Tony stood up, looking round his goons thoughtfully.
"We've won once, and we can do it again! But now where...?"
Suggestions came thick and fast. The most popular suggestion seemed to be the bank - less for the money and more because everyone wanted to be the one who used the explosives on the vault door.

In the midst of the babbling of excitement, Godfather Tony cleared his throat.
"I'm hungry. We're TAKING THE CAFÉ!"

Silence fell.
"Uh... the Café, boss?"
"Yes, dammit! You, and you! With me! Let's go! NOW!"

And so it was decided.

TMCWPTI #3
The Mafia Choose Weird Places to Invade #3

Still Alive:
d3mon
Preston
ccabal86
KevinH
Kaziocore
Nerau
BeeBs

Definitely Not Still Alive:
CanucksDynasty, Customer
Tracker, Coffee Boy
Angel Cruz dela Sant, Customer
Fighting Okra, Cleaner AKA One-use roleblocker

[reign of terror]

The Rules (Stolen from PCII)
1. This is game. Enjoy yourself. Or else.

2. No editing or deleting posts.

3. No talking to other players outside the game thread unless your Role PM states specifically that you can.

4. No quoting any PMs from me, including Role PMs. Doing so will get you modkilled. Paraphrasing is OK.

5. Vote for a player to be lynched by using the Vote: molestargazer format. You must unvote before voting again.

6. Days will last 2 weeks. Nights will last up to 72 hours, but may be cut short if I get all actions in before then.
6-1. If discussion is lagging, I may impose a shorter deadline at my own discretion. Deadline extensions will happen on request - but will only happen once per day at most, and if I feel there's enough activity to warrant one.

7. A lynch requires a majority (50% rounded down + 1) vote. You can also No Lynch, by using Vote: No Lynch.
7-1. If there is no majority by deadline, only a half-majority is needed. (Majority / 2, rounded up if necessary)
7-2. If there are 2 players with the same amount of at least half-majority votes at deadline, then I will lynch the one who reached that number of votes first.

8. After someone has been lynched, discussion may continue until I get to the thread and close it.

9. Don't use small / invisible font, don't use blue text (That's mine since mole took orange.), and don't use any form of clever encryption or code in your messages.

10. Be active, yeah? If you think someone ISN'T being active enough, post in-thread, get my attention, and they'll be prodded.
10-1. If you need to be replaced for whatever reason, please PM me, don't flake.
10-2. If you are V/LA, don't rely on me checking the thread / your signature. Please post in the thread notifying me of your V/LA or PM me about it.

11. Vote counts will be made at the top of a page, edited into a post in blue. They will count up to and including the post it's been edited into.

12. Be nice. Excessive flaming will result in a warning, then a replacement or modkill as I see fit.

13. I hope it isn't necessary, but any modkills will negatively effect the rule-breaker's faction in some way which I see fit. If you are modkilled, you lose, no matter how the game ends.

14. I can change, add, or edit rules as I see fit. I will notify players in-thread if this happens.

15. I am not perfect. I may have got something wrong. I may have missed a rule out. Let me know, ask me questions, but don't abuse my mistakes.
15-1. To get my attention in-thread, use the MOD: <Your message> format.

[reign of terror]

Role PMs will be sent out on Monday.

Sorry for the delays, but I have been busy with other things.

Remember to confirm your role by PM, not in here.

Good luck!

[Tracker]

Tracker was walking along the street at a leisurely pace with a slight spring in his step. He had just gotten off of work, and he had the rest of the week off now! Just a few more groceries to buy at the remodeled local supermarket (something about a mass murder happening there, Tracker didn't really pay attention to these sorts of things) and then he could start heading home! He really didn't get many days like this anymore; he was so busy dreaming of being able to finally attend medical school that he worked himself to death usually. After all, if he wasn't working then he wasn't making money which could pay off the tuition. The only reason he was even taking this vacation was because his boss forced him to; something about 'it's regulation'.

So, with groceries in hand Tracker made his way back to his small condo on the North side of IRONtown. It was nothing special, just a simple one bedroom flat that was sparsely furnished, but it would do for now. After all, he planned on moving away at the end of the year when he had enough to pay for the first semester. He admired the small gardens in front of some of the storefronts but frowned a bit as he noticed the darkening skies above him. "Damn it... don't rain, just hold out a little longer..." Sadly his prayers were destined to be unanswered as the rain began to heavily fall. "DAMN it!" Tracker cursed as he made a break for the nearest open storefront. As he was grateful for the cover that the building provided, his relief turned to fear as he noticed where he was: the café.

Good luck everyone!

PS: What would we like to name this fateful Café?

[Sir Rebrl]

Sir Reb'rl sat in the strangely dark back corner of the Afterlife Diner / Café, pondering the burnt out incandescent over his table. He prodded the bulb, and the light swung lazily back and forth for a moment before he stopped it. He unscrewed the bulb and began rolling it around on his table, amused by the complete lack of attention paid to his corner by the rest of the café's patrons and its staff. Hey, speaking of staff...

Sir Reb'rl looked over at the counter and saw the unusually attractive barista bustling back and forth, frantically trying to get four drinks together at once. He glanced at her, glanced at the lightbulb, back at her, back at the bulb, her, the bulb, her-bulb-her-bulb-her-buuuuuuuulb, then he shrugged and stuck the contact end of the bulb in his mouth, puffed up his cheeks, and launched the light bulb at the barista.

Then suddenly, just as the lightbulb exploded, the front door slammed open! Sir Rebrl looked over at the door, sighed apathetically when he saw who was standing there, and started toying with the sugar packets at his table.

Edited by Sir Rebrl, 21 June 2011 - 08:18 PM.

[reign of terror]

All role PMs have been sent. Once I get a couple more confirmations then the game will be ready to officially start.

[reign of terror]

2 more confirmations left.

[ccabal86]

So, how this game doing?

[KevinH]

Reign of Terror posted in the "Gone Fishing" thread. He said he has limited access until July 3.

[reign of terror]

I am here just long enough to announce the official beginning of this mafia game. Day 1 starts now and the deadline is on July 7th. I will extend it if necessary.

Edited by reign of terror, 28 June 2011 - 01:12 PM.

[CanucksDynasty]

I will be on vacation and be back on July 4th. Limited access to the internet.

[ccabal86]

Lol, will this game even have enough actives?

[Nerau]

one can only hope

[KevinH]

I'm here.

How 'bout dem Canucks?

[CanucksDynasty]

I'm here.

How 'bout dem Canucks?

Bleh...
Next year (I hope).

[KevinH]

Bleh...
Next year (I hope).

Another year, another riot?

[d3mon]

The game has officially started

[ccabal86]

All actives should say something just so we know what we're dealing with.

[Nerau]

indeed

[Tracker]

I'm still stuck in the door looking petrified. Someone write a reaction already!