It was night 1 of the stay at the Football Resort, deep in the Caribbean with no contact whatsoever to the outside. Here were 20 players or staff that all wished to be granted the honour of being in the Ultimate Footballing Team - there would be at least one player inducted after the end. Many of the stayers were friendly folk, and they enjoyed the company of the other footballers and shared their interesting tales over their careers over the welcome dinner. However, there was one group who were not so quickly fawning over boring stories. They wanted into this Ultimate Team, and would do whatever it took in order to earn a spot. They quickly aligned together before the official welcoming dinner and made their plans. Tonight wasn't going to be uneventful.
The welcoming dinner seemed to go without fuss and most players were just about to head to sleep when suddenly a starting yell diverted all the attention. It seemed to have came from one of the bedrooms, but nobody knew who it was. Everybody hurried to where the yell had come from, and in the frenzy of the rush, one person managed to slip away. In the bedroom, there lay
Ollie facedown with a growing pile of blood surrounding his head. Everyone was shocked, before someone decided to check his ID.
You are Gianluigi Buffon, Team Football-Aligned. You are one of the world's best goalkeepers, if not the best. You a star for Juventus and Italy and you have been named Serie A Goalkeeper of the Year a staggering nine times. As a result of being such a great shot stopper, you can also stop a player from being killed. Each night you may PM me the name of whoever you want to protect.
You win when Team Football wins, if you survive to the end.
Ollie was dead, and there was a large hush around the group, before suddenly a body slumped to the floor. Most of the players seemed to have thought
LongLegs had fainted due to the sight of blood, and after seeing Ollie dead - the logical conclusion, until someone decided to check for a pulse...
LongLegs had not fainted. LongLegs was dead, poisoned at dinner after someone decided that they didn't want them in the competition. Someone checked his ID...
You are John Terry, Mafia-Aligned. Despite being a world-class defender and ex-captain of England, you can't help but sleep with your old teammate's wife (although, unfortunately there is no power like that in mafia). You are the handy-man, whether from defence or midfield, and you are so experienced and versatile that you are known as the Jack of All Trades. You can use the following abilities once each: silencing a member for a day, killing a person, investigating the role of someone which will override any normal guidelines and lies and directly tell you their role, or protecting a member for a day.
More shock spread through the group. Two players were dead on the first night of arrival. Suddenly, the players seemed scared to look at each other, as if the person opposite them were the killer. These were no normal deaths. These players had been brutally murdered, by someone or something that didn't want them to win the competition.
Who would be next?
Sorry, the storyline is pretty patchy... but it's a mafia game, not a book. :o
It is now day 2! 17 players remain, 9 votes needed for a majority.
