Posted December 22, 2013
The Swiss Alps. 1855.
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Rules Classico
1. JoeSapphire Moderates this game. His command must be obeyed.
2. The game is split into two phases - The Voting Stage, and The Action Phase. During the voting stage players may write on the page, and place their votes. The aim of a vote is to achieve a lynch. Once a majority vote has been reached, then the voting stage will end and the action phase will begin. During the action phase no players may write to this page. The action phase ends once the deadline has been reached, and the voting stage will begin again. The voting stage will be referred to as 'Day' throughout the game, and the action phase will be referred to as 'Night'.
3. Votes should be phrased thusly: Vote Pazzer. Unvotes should be phrased thusly: Unvote Pazzer. Each player may vote for any other living player. A player may vote for only one player at a time. A vote may be withdrawn by unvoting. A player who is being voted for by the majority of living players will be immediately lynched and the game will go to the action phase.
A player may also vote nolynch. A majority of nolynch votes will end the day without a lynch.
4. When you are dead, you are dead - stop posting.
5. Don't edit your posts!
ALSO Do not post multiple times without leaving a break of 10 minutes between posts.
6. Please bold any requests for votecounts or questions to the moderator.
7. Everything within the game should happen on this page, in messages to the moderator or in any pages specified in your role message from the moderator.
8. Do not quote or paraphrase too closely any PMs you receive from the mod.
9. All players should post at least once every 36 hours. If you expect to be away for more than 36 hours, please let JoeSapphire know either through PM or in the game thread.
10. All players on the winning team win! even if they are dead.
If you can no longer participate in the game, contact JoeSapphire with word to that effect.
Players who are modkilled or replaced out will automatically lose the game.
11. You may freely discuss your LIKES, HATES and CLUES throughout the first voting stage (Day One), but after that LIKES, HATES and CLUES, whether they're real or falsified, whether they've been discussed in the past or not, MUST NOT BE MENTIONED.
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All players have recieved a role. Here is a sample role:
BERNIE VON MORIZ, neutral ski instructor.
You were hired to teach these people skiing! You don't even know any of them! You have no idea why you've been shot dead!
You LIKE... well you don't actually know anybody...
You HATE the person who shot you? You wish you knew who that was!
CLUE The killer seems to have left copious amount of red liquid at the crime scene.
WARNING - You may not mention your LIKES, HATES nor CLUES after Day One, nor anywhere other than the forum. On pain of PUBLIC RIDICULE.
You win when - you get revived by modern technology.
You have the ability to - teach skiing. Well actually you're not so good at that anymore. You're fairly adapt at rigor mortis.
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Register:
1. Telika - ded
2. JMich - ded
3. Flubbucket
4. pazzer - ded
5. Robbeasy ded
6. Vitek
7. p1na
8. amok - ded
9. DarkoD13
10. CSPVG
11. twilightbard - ded
12. SirPrimalform - ded
13. nmillar - ded
14. Red_Baron - ded
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"Truly officer I had nothing to do with the murders! Let me give you a full statement!
My name is Caroline Bianchi. I'm 32 years of age and I have very recently witnessed a series of quite dreadful murders and only narrowly escaped with my life!
You see, I was hosting a party in a ski chalet further up the mountainside.
I have a full list of everyone in attendance, now let's see...
There was Gabriel Delaney and Edie Delaney. Mr Peter Browning was there, and Miss Harriet Franks. Inspector Lawrence Birch was our guest of honour. Then there was Messirs George Mariner and Frances Page. Mrs Constance Drabble and Mrs Prudence Eggars. Young Mrs Delilah Cattling. Mr Christopher Sedgeworthy. My good friend Rosemary Pollit and of course the old stage magician Damian Hoarly.
So there were fourteen of us in all.
I had been there two nights, and everybody had been arriving slowly, as you know people will do when you are spending a week away, people just find it so hard to break away from their day-to-day business. Well I had spent two nights there and by the third morning everybody had arrived and we were all hoping to get out onto the snow when we discovered...
I'm sorry it was such a shock...
a corpse! officer! Directly outside the chalet.
Pazzer had been killed! He was Bernie Von Moriz, neutral ski intructor!
He has been hired, you see, to instruct the party, so many of us had NEVER ski'd before. And here he was! Shot! There was so much blood I could hardly believe it. I believe I fainted clean away when I first looked upon it.
We telegraphed for Scotland Yard of course, except that we could because we had been quite cut off from the outside world. That was when we started to realise what was happening.
We agreed that someone must come to town and get help, but without the gondola cars, which had been shut down by some outside means, there was no way of descending the mountain without traversing the slope on a pair of skis. Which, it turned out, all of us simply could not do.
And that was the second shock because Inspector Birch had been to see the body and he, with his brilliant mind, had seen something the significance of which had quite surpassed me and the rest of the common folk. You see there were three sets of tracks made by skis.
These tracks led from the chalet to the dense fir woodland that surrounds the chalet on nearly every side, but that one that faces the sheer drop down, and then to the body of the departed foreigner whose name I cannot recall, and back to the chalet.
We were terrified! We thought that three murderous intruders had broken in upon our gathering, but the inspector made a grave announcement that made me shudder to the core.
The killers were among us here!!!
Oh officer! The fright we had! I don't know how they managed it, but many of the party were made of sterner stuff than I and grimly agreed that the murderers must be flushed out and brought to justice!
The inspector said that everybody must be questioned. That was the way to ascertain who the guilty party was. Even himself, he declared would not be free from the questioning procedure - such a noble man! - for of course, how were we to trust him? How were we to trust anybody?
So there we were. We stood around in that wooden chalet, hunting trophies on the walls and floors, the fire roaring to expell the icy chill which could not have solely been the effect of the eternal snowfall, and that great slope before us, disappearing down to the hazy white void; that monstrous cavern that seemed hungry for us even then!
We stood and questioned, officer! We discoursed!
I remember the first that that was said was...
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This is a Game of Forum mafia. Please don't post here unless you've been directed here from the Sign Up Board. Or Personal Message
direct any queries you may have to the the the General Discussion and Administration Pages.
Rules Classico
1. JoeSapphire Moderates this game. His command must be obeyed.
2. The game is split into two phases - The Voting Stage, and The Action Phase. During the voting stage players may write on the page, and place their votes. The aim of a vote is to achieve a lynch. Once a majority vote has been reached, then the voting stage will end and the action phase will begin. During the action phase no players may write to this page. The action phase ends once the deadline has been reached, and the voting stage will begin again. The voting stage will be referred to as 'Day' throughout the game, and the action phase will be referred to as 'Night'.
3. Votes should be phrased thusly: Vote Pazzer. Unvotes should be phrased thusly: Unvote Pazzer. Each player may vote for any other living player. A player may vote for only one player at a time. A vote may be withdrawn by unvoting. A player who is being voted for by the majority of living players will be immediately lynched and the game will go to the action phase.
A player may also vote nolynch. A majority of nolynch votes will end the day without a lynch.
4. When you are dead, you are dead - stop posting.
5. Don't edit your posts!
ALSO Do not post multiple times without leaving a break of 10 minutes between posts.
6. Please bold any requests for votecounts or questions to the moderator.
7. Everything within the game should happen on this page, in messages to the moderator or in any pages specified in your role message from the moderator.
8. Do not quote or paraphrase too closely any PMs you receive from the mod.
9. All players should post at least once every 36 hours. If you expect to be away for more than 36 hours, please let JoeSapphire know either through PM or in the game thread.
10. All players on the winning team win! even if they are dead.
If you can no longer participate in the game, contact JoeSapphire with word to that effect.
Players who are modkilled or replaced out will automatically lose the game.
11. You may freely discuss your LIKES, HATES and CLUES throughout the first voting stage (Day One), but after that LIKES, HATES and CLUES, whether they're real or falsified, whether they've been discussed in the past or not, MUST NOT BE MENTIONED.
-
All players have recieved a role. Here is a sample role:
BERNIE VON MORIZ, neutral ski instructor.
You were hired to teach these people skiing! You don't even know any of them! You have no idea why you've been shot dead!
You LIKE... well you don't actually know anybody...
You HATE the person who shot you? You wish you knew who that was!
CLUE The killer seems to have left copious amount of red liquid at the crime scene.
WARNING - You may not mention your LIKES, HATES nor CLUES after Day One, nor anywhere other than the forum. On pain of PUBLIC RIDICULE.
You win when - you get revived by modern technology.
You have the ability to - teach skiing. Well actually you're not so good at that anymore. You're fairly adapt at rigor mortis.
-
Register:
1. Telika - ded
2. JMich - ded
3. Flubbucket
4. pazzer - ded
5. Robbeasy ded
6. Vitek
7. p1na
8. amok - ded
9. DarkoD13
10. CSPVG
11. twilightbard - ded
12. SirPrimalform - ded
13. nmillar - ded
14. Red_Baron - ded
-
"Truly officer I had nothing to do with the murders! Let me give you a full statement!
My name is Caroline Bianchi. I'm 32 years of age and I have very recently witnessed a series of quite dreadful murders and only narrowly escaped with my life!
You see, I was hosting a party in a ski chalet further up the mountainside.
I have a full list of everyone in attendance, now let's see...
There was Gabriel Delaney and Edie Delaney. Mr Peter Browning was there, and Miss Harriet Franks. Inspector Lawrence Birch was our guest of honour. Then there was Messirs George Mariner and Frances Page. Mrs Constance Drabble and Mrs Prudence Eggars. Young Mrs Delilah Cattling. Mr Christopher Sedgeworthy. My good friend Rosemary Pollit and of course the old stage magician Damian Hoarly.
So there were fourteen of us in all.
I had been there two nights, and everybody had been arriving slowly, as you know people will do when you are spending a week away, people just find it so hard to break away from their day-to-day business. Well I had spent two nights there and by the third morning everybody had arrived and we were all hoping to get out onto the snow when we discovered...
I'm sorry it was such a shock...
a corpse! officer! Directly outside the chalet.
Pazzer had been killed! He was Bernie Von Moriz, neutral ski intructor!
He has been hired, you see, to instruct the party, so many of us had NEVER ski'd before. And here he was! Shot! There was so much blood I could hardly believe it. I believe I fainted clean away when I first looked upon it.
We telegraphed for Scotland Yard of course, except that we could because we had been quite cut off from the outside world. That was when we started to realise what was happening.
We agreed that someone must come to town and get help, but without the gondola cars, which had been shut down by some outside means, there was no way of descending the mountain without traversing the slope on a pair of skis. Which, it turned out, all of us simply could not do.
And that was the second shock because Inspector Birch had been to see the body and he, with his brilliant mind, had seen something the significance of which had quite surpassed me and the rest of the common folk. You see there were three sets of tracks made by skis.
These tracks led from the chalet to the dense fir woodland that surrounds the chalet on nearly every side, but that one that faces the sheer drop down, and then to the body of the departed foreigner whose name I cannot recall, and back to the chalet.
We were terrified! We thought that three murderous intruders had broken in upon our gathering, but the inspector made a grave announcement that made me shudder to the core.
The killers were among us here!!!
Oh officer! The fright we had! I don't know how they managed it, but many of the party were made of sterner stuff than I and grimly agreed that the murderers must be flushed out and brought to justice!
The inspector said that everybody must be questioned. That was the way to ascertain who the guilty party was. Even himself, he declared would not be free from the questioning procedure - such a noble man! - for of course, how were we to trust him? How were we to trust anybody?
So there we were. We stood around in that wooden chalet, hunting trophies on the walls and floors, the fire roaring to expell the icy chill which could not have solely been the effect of the eternal snowfall, and that great slope before us, disappearing down to the hazy white void; that monstrous cavern that seemed hungry for us even then!
We stood and questioned, officer! We discoursed!
I remember the first that that was said was...
Post edited April 18, 2014 by JoeSapphire
