hedger_14
ICC Chairman
Role recieved.
Wrestling Mafia- Game Over. Abhas Wins!
- Thread starter ZoraxDoom
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MaD
Chairman of Selectors
- Joined
- Dec 19, 2008
- Location
- Sydney, Australia
So lets go
blake
School Cricketer
Funknath to be lynched first imo
Can i ask why are we beginning with night 1 instead of day 1?
Honestly wont someone get killed in the 1st night itself (without even getting the chance to play). And if there is a vigilante or serial Killer (and they choose to kill as well) We will be down 2 players. Then i dont see the point of having an 18 man game when we start of with 16 players =/ (two of those people might even be good poster who will be knocked off early)
I say we have day 1, even if it is a no lynch atleast, we shall get some discussion going.
Honestly wont someone get killed in the 1st night itself (without even getting the chance to play). And if there is a vigilante or serial Killer (and they choose to kill as well) We will be down 2 players. Then i dont see the point of having an 18 man game when we start of with 16 players =/ (two of those people might even be good poster who will be knocked off early)
I say we have day 1, even if it is a no lynch atleast, we shall get some discussion going.
Highlander999
ICC President
- Joined
- Apr 15, 2006
- Location
- London
Surely you mean WC after his superb performance as the cop in football mafia 
EDIT - I also kinda agree with ARay
EDIT - I also kinda agree with ARay
blake
School Cricketer
WC?? Why would we want to get rid of WC?? He hasn't done that much wrong!!!
/mafia
Edit: Wait, lolz, I'll probably get lynched for saying that. I forgot that you can't post stuff like this without everyone going after your head. *runs*
/mafia
Edit: Wait, lolz, I'll probably get lynched for saying that. I forgot that you can't post stuff like this without everyone going after your head. *runs*
Highlander999
ICC President
- Joined
- Apr 15, 2006
- Location
- London
Oh nozzz, I've been found out (run's back to Godfather and begs for protection) 
blake
School Cricketer
Actually, you would be surprised. WC is unstoppable when he's mafia.. like that awesome play he made in the second game. One of the best ever. Although, it wouldn't work if it was anybody else who did it..
hedger_14
ICC Chairman
What awesome play did WC do in the second game
blake
School Cricketer
He did that white text thing where he was like "stay strong matt, my mafia buddy" and then since it was WC everyone thought it was like some stupid play that he would actually do and be serious about, and so everyone lynched off matt who was some innocent civilian while WC basked in all his glory... until everyone raged and made all these rules about no white text.
Was a high quality move through on WC's behalf. One of the highlights of the mafia series, tbh
Was a high quality move through on WC's behalf. One of the highlights of the mafia series, tbh
hedger_14
ICC Chairman
lol. Would have felt sorry for matt though then.
BKB1991
Panel of Selectors
Cant forget that.
Feel for matt, he said it again and again that he was innocent and we never believed him
blake
School Cricketer
Yeppers, pretty harsh but funny.
Looking forward to this starting.. might head to bed now. I'll probably get lynched while I sleep.
Looking forward to this starting.. might head to bed now. I'll probably get lynched while I sleep.
No one makes a lynch in Day 1 anyways, so I see no point in starting from there.
Night 1 will last about 24 hours.
Many of the roles are complex and are a combination of 2 or more roles. If you are unsure how they work, let me know and I'll help you out.
Good luck!
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It was night. The largest Wrestling Convention ever was coming to a close. Legends of the industry, old and new, from federations all over the world were present at the Reliant Stadium in Houston, Texas...home of Wrestlemania 25.
As the day was packing to a close, the CEO was sitting in his office, pondering over his next step. The door creaked open. His three closest friends stepped in. The old man begun...
'Boss?'
'Yes, what do you want?'
'The wrestlers sir. They're planning a mutiny'
The CEO looked up from his paperwork, slightly surprised...
'A what?'
The old man's taller, younger accomplice began to speak...
'A mutiny. They say they've had enough. They're tired of the way you've been running this industry, with the lies and the scandals and the poor quality of programming. The schedules, the injuries. All of them, they've had enough. They want a change'
'A change? Well what exactly do the propose!?'
The attractive woman amongst the three replies...
'They will run the industry on their own. Without you. It won't be a dictatorship, it will be a democracy. No more brutal schedules, no more drugs and injuries, no more screwjobs. Talent will count for more than looks or connections. Wrestling will not be monopolized by one man who will do as he wishes.
But worst of all...they will run it not for money or fame, but to please the fans.'
'They're crazy. What do you suggest we do boss?'
The CEO climbed out of his chair, and started pacing about the room, visibly worried...
'Did they mention when they were going to carry out this deed?'
'No time yet, but soon.'
'You're lucky they don't suspect me. I was able to overhear the whole conversation'
'Yes, yes I was...'
The CEO slammed his fist on his desk, in rage.
'THOSE INGRATES!!!'
He turned to look at his 3 accomplices, seething with anger...
'AFTER ALL I'VE DONE FOR THEM!'
'I made this industry what it is, I built it from the ground up with my bare hands! These guys were no-bodies till I came! I MADE THEM WHO THEY ARE, AND NOW THESE BASTARDS THINK THEY CAN TURN ON ME!?!?!'
'OH HELL NO!'
The CEO turned to his tallest accomplice, the one in the long, leather jacket...
'Have all the fans left the building?'
'Yes sir'
'How many wrestlers remain in here?'
'14, excluding us. They're relaxing in the lounge.'
'Great. Go and lock all the doors, NOW!'
The lights go out for a few moments, and the walls shake. They return, and the tall man is gone. The CEO then turns to the old one...
'Now you, get to the lounger and mingle, keep them distracted'
'Right on boss!'
The old man struts away, and then the CEO turns to the attractive woman, who's leaning against the wall seductively...
'And what are my orders, boss?'
'Get me my gun. I'm not going down without a fight.'
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The Wrestler's Lounge. 11:30 PM. Superstars, legends and upcoming talent all hang out here when the fans are gone, mingling and sharing anecdotes and advice.
Tonight, however, there were just 18. Houston was in the middle of it's worst snowstorm ever, and only the CEO and 17 Superstars made it.
Currently, they all were sitting, waiting for conditions to clear up before they could leave.
And then they heard a woman scream. They ran to her help.
The only diva amongst them had just realised that the main exit door was locked. And they couldn't open it.
Suddenly, everyone was running around, trying to find a way out. But all the exits were closed, there was no getting out. Doors closed with electronic locks, windows sealed shut. Panic was setting in. They had the resources to allow them to live in here for a little longer than a week, but who would trap them in? And why?
They looked around at each other, and realised something. One of them was the CEO, and he had probably figured out their plans. The man wanted them all dead. But who was it?
The snowstorm got worse and worse. The phone lines were cut. There was no cell phone reception or internet. No one knew they were trapped. And if the snow kept continuing like it did, then within a week, no one would be able to help them get out either.
The trap was set. The CEO smiled. By the end of this week, all his problems could be gone forever.
IT IS NOW NIGHT 1!!!
Send in all your roles to Funknath!
It was night. The largest Wrestling Convention ever was coming to a close. Legends of the industry, old and new, from federations all over the world were present at the Reliant Stadium in Houston, Texas...home of Wrestlemania 25.
As the day was packing to a close, the CEO was sitting in his office, pondering over his next step. The door creaked open. His three closest friends stepped in. The old man begun...
'Boss?'
'Yes, what do you want?'
'The wrestlers sir. They're planning a mutiny'
The CEO looked up from his paperwork, slightly surprised...
'A what?'
The old man's taller, younger accomplice began to speak...
'A mutiny. They say they've had enough. They're tired of the way you've been running this industry, with the lies and the scandals and the poor quality of programming. The schedules, the injuries. All of them, they've had enough. They want a change'
'A change? Well what exactly do the propose!?'
The attractive woman amongst the three replies...
'They will run the industry on their own. Without you. It won't be a dictatorship, it will be a democracy. No more brutal schedules, no more drugs and injuries, no more screwjobs. Talent will count for more than looks or connections. Wrestling will not be monopolized by one man who will do as he wishes.
But worst of all...they will run it not for money or fame, but to please the fans.'
'They're crazy. What do you suggest we do boss?'
The CEO climbed out of his chair, and started pacing about the room, visibly worried...
'Did they mention when they were going to carry out this deed?'
'No time yet, but soon.'
'You're lucky they don't suspect me. I was able to overhear the whole conversation'
'Yes, yes I was...'
The CEO slammed his fist on his desk, in rage.
'THOSE INGRATES!!!'
He turned to look at his 3 accomplices, seething with anger...
'AFTER ALL I'VE DONE FOR THEM!'
'I made this industry what it is, I built it from the ground up with my bare hands! These guys were no-bodies till I came! I MADE THEM WHO THEY ARE, AND NOW THESE BASTARDS THINK THEY CAN TURN ON ME!?!?!'
'OH HELL NO!'
The CEO turned to his tallest accomplice, the one in the long, leather jacket...
'Have all the fans left the building?'
'Yes sir'
'How many wrestlers remain in here?'
'14, excluding us. They're relaxing in the lounge.'
'Great. Go and lock all the doors, NOW!'
The lights go out for a few moments, and the walls shake. They return, and the tall man is gone. The CEO then turns to the old one...
'Now you, get to the lounger and mingle, keep them distracted'
'Right on boss!'
The old man struts away, and then the CEO turns to the attractive woman, who's leaning against the wall seductively...
'And what are my orders, boss?'
'Get me my gun. I'm not going down without a fight.'
-----------
The Wrestler's Lounge. 11:30 PM. Superstars, legends and upcoming talent all hang out here when the fans are gone, mingling and sharing anecdotes and advice.
Tonight, however, there were just 18. Houston was in the middle of it's worst snowstorm ever, and only the CEO and 17 Superstars made it.
Currently, they all were sitting, waiting for conditions to clear up before they could leave.
And then they heard a woman scream. They ran to her help.
The only diva amongst them had just realised that the main exit door was locked. And they couldn't open it.
Suddenly, everyone was running around, trying to find a way out. But all the exits were closed, there was no getting out. Doors closed with electronic locks, windows sealed shut. Panic was setting in. They had the resources to allow them to live in here for a little longer than a week, but who would trap them in? And why?
They looked around at each other, and realised something. One of them was the CEO, and he had probably figured out their plans. The man wanted them all dead. But who was it?
The snowstorm got worse and worse. The phone lines were cut. There was no cell phone reception or internet. No one knew they were trapped. And if the snow kept continuing like it did, then within a week, no one would be able to help them get out either.
The trap was set. The CEO smiled. By the end of this week, all his problems could be gone forever.
IT IS NOW NIGHT 1!!!
Send in all your roles to Funknath!
Night 1 will last about 24 hours.
Many of the roles are complex and are a combination of 2 or more roles. If you are unsure how they work, let me know and I'll help you out.
Good luck!
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