Hamish INVESTIGATES Tina Wolfswift 7 FAILURE --> Identified as Mafia from the random list
Isn't this an error? Tina was Mafia.
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3- I was toying with the idea of mafia having foreknowledge of one another, it strengthens the mafia side a lot, but with the town information roles being probabilistic, too big of an edge might not be good. This game, all of the detective abilities were successful just by fluke, but they aren't always. I wouldn't mind trying this just to see how it works out. Using this rule I'd probably say have 1 fewer Mafia and drop one of the special roles to balance things. If anything it will change the strategy of the game for the seasoned players who have been together for a while.
In those 7 games, Hamish, was it only the first game, that would have lacked the the same organization among the players, where the mafia won? Yes. This is correct.
All I'm saying is that this is the 7th in our series of Mafia games with our core group. I've been a player since the very first game, all of which use (or a variation of) our current rules system. In that entire time the Mafia have only won once. I will agree that there are many good points made for and against the topic of balance but the results don't lie. A 6-1 victory for the good guys to me indicates there is an issue here.
If the Mafia don't win I'm going to start breaking things.
"TRAITOROUS DOGS!"
"This desperate attempt to turn the tides right at the endgame is pitiful. It is sad, desperate attempt on the mafia's end to make such a play."
"A bold statement Jin." "The only thing is that it's still my word against yours. You have no evidence. You haven't tried to help anybody. Anyone here could have come up with that same fabrication. If it were the truth you would have let the cat out of the bag before this whole thing even started. If it were the truth then you'd be admitting to letting a whole lot of people die just to save your sorry ass." "You workin' your case real hard, but that always happen for a detective... 'specially one turned butchah!" "My story has no holes in it Thadius, unlike the rest of yours"
"I'm not wrong about this. I cant afford to be wrong about this or else we'll all die. I like life, it leaves so many possibilities."
"I'll speak slower this time so that you might understand better." "I suspected you of being Mafia right from the very start so I looked into it."
"And if you must know, I'm 35."
"Then why he assure everyone I was trustworthy now he tryin' to stab me in da back, huh? You defendin' him make less sense." Thadius shakes his head, "Ceptin' maybe you Mafia too." "You must be loosing your hearing old man, I already answered this same question twice now." "I will admit you do look good for 60 years old."
"Remember when he Clarence that I was town? Now he change his vote... suspicious, huh? "I've already admitted to my oversight in thinking you were a Townie. You can try and spin my words around as much as you want, it's all you've been doing this whole time. The fact of the matter is you are Mafia. This whole time I thought you were one of the Blood Brothers. You convinced me that Clarence was a bad guy. You even voted for yourself because your conscience cant cope with what you've done. You want to die! You've played your part well as the deceiver, but now the jig is up. You've been caught, just admit to it so I can kill you myself!"
"I'm surprised I've made it this long already." "I've suspected you all along Thadius. I'll admit that I had a slip earlier but I wont be making the same mistake twice. You tried to peg me as the Butcher when it was really you all along! You killed Sheriff Rastley along with so many others. Now it is my time to exact revenge, and with that I might be able to cope with the guilt of not saving my friend." "I can return to having a normal life."
"Please share Hammish what you have discovered." "OH NO!, I was assurances first. I know how things work around here. My livability is a prized possession and I don't plan on pointing fingers if I have to worry about the backlash."
"I have more concrete evidence this time around. There is one person here who has managed to divert my attention away even though I had suspected them all along. However, when a certain blood brother was found dead I realized that something didn't add up. Upon further investigation I have confirmed that my suspicions were indeed correct in the first place."
"the vigilante's can protect us still." "I might be willing to exchange some information for protection."
"And so the plot thickens. If we do not play our cards just right the enemy will have complete superiority over us."
"You are."
A sudden look of astonishment appears across Hamish's face as the balance of votes starts to sway after his. "For the record I made this vote based on absolutely no evidence whatsoever. I cannot be held responsible if Clarence turns out to be innocent."
Clarence McFadden "There's something about you that just isn't right McFadden"
"Did I say bus? I meant trolley."
*sigh "So we're back to this again. For the last time, you can't keep trying to throw me under a bus when the evidence is just not there. The same works vice-versa. I start openly accusing the people I think are guilty, but you've already proven that it doesn't go over well if you're wrong. This is why I openly admit to voting randomly. So, for the sake of self preservation I'm choosing to keep my mouth shut until I know I'm right."
"Thadius doesn't strike me as the Mafia type, though I don't care much for his attitude. Then again, I've been wrong in the past." "Unfortunately I still don't have any concrete evidence to work off of this time around. I promise you I will still be voting on the next kill, but I still need more time to weigh my options."
"This is a dark time for the Scrafton County Police Force."
"I feel that voting is the most important part of the process. Since I have no better leads to go on I'm going to side with the majority on this one." "Speak your peace Warren, and you may yet find redemption."
"Thanks for the offer Duke. Candy is too sweet for me though." Hamish declines the Duke's offer.
Hamish looks on at his spectators. "Please don't think ill of me for this. I thought I'd be hanged on the spot if I had presented it earlier. However since Geoffrey's honesty is so well received I'd rather you find out this way." Hamish reaches into the breast of his trench-coat and removes a police issue revolver from an armpit holster and places it on the table before him. The side of the pistol is clearly stamped with the insignia of the Scrafton county police force. He then reaches into his side pocket and pulls out a Police badge and gently tosses it on the table beside the gun. "A few items that I "forgot" to return to the station after I resigned. Check the chamber, its fully loaded. I haven't shot this in a while. If you smell the barrel you'll know it hasn't been fired recently."
"Unfortunately, without concrete evidence throwing claims like that around can make you a target. It seems for now that time and luck are the only things that will yield answers."
Hey Willard, Are you actually keeping notes some place or just RPing it? Just curious.
"In all honesty I still haven't a clue who the Mafia are. I only know who is innocent. Another random vote wont go over well with you people so for the moment, I am lost."
"Then what you be sayin' to that old coot? E'rytime I turn 'roun' you doin' somethin' to spook a fella. Tell us why you ain't one o' dem." Thadius watches Hamish as he seats himself at the table. "What I 'sposed to be thinkin' huh? Whisper a few words to that feller and he 'straight up accusin' me? Nuh uh. Gimme somethin' work wit' here and we koshah." "Do you have any proof that I was actually discoursing with him aside from his word?" "You know what the worst thing about having a face like this is? It's impossible to make a impression on people. Even beyond the physical, underneath all people see is a creep. Well I tell you, I've been places! I've seen things! I've done nothing but good for people. It's no surprise that you'd accuse somebody like me. Hell, I'd think it was me." The fact of the matter here is that I've defended more people here than I've accused. Yourself included Thadius. Just because the old man claims something does not make it true. When it comes down to it he's just doing the same thing you and me and everybody else here is." "Trying to save their own skin."
"A strong accusation Thadius. I think it's pretty clear that I'm on the side of good. If I were Mafia I'd have jumped on Clarence's bandwagon to off The Duke rather than stick my neck out for him. Your moral conscience is still unaccounted for, And despite what you may think about me, I think you're one of the good guys."
"Good authority, Mister Cunningham? Well... you was workin' with the Detective fer a long time. Mebbe you picked up a thing or two from him, huh? Hmmm...." "I'm not prepared to confirm or deny anything at the present time."
"I don't know which town hall you're locked in Mcfadden but I have it on good authority that the Duke is on our side. As for the southerners, they're only doing what is necessary. If anything I have respect for these people because of their ability to take action." "As I've said before, indiscretion is the mafia's best weapon against us. Perhaps you'll favour us with a vote if you're steadfast in your convictions."
"The Mafia are gaining a clear advantage here. If we don't think of a strategy quickly any of us innocents could be next." "Nobody is safe."
"You should be careful Haworth, those things will kill you." Hamish tries to make his play on words sound like a joke.
"In that case I apologize. It was not my intention to offend you."
"Ye might as well be doin' that, lass; how's your way any better than 'is? "Thank you for seeing it my way Clarence."
Hamish flips a coin. "For now I'm voting only for those who refuse to be a part of the process."
"I don't think killing anyone is a good idea right now. What if you kill an innocent?" "Unfortunately Coraline, waiving your vote would only give the Mafia the advantage. You see, I have it on good authority that they can strike at any time without notice. The longer we hold out the greater their odds are of picking off the "Good Guys" or rather discovering one another's identities." Hamish puts a hand on the sad girls shoulder and says in a sincere voice: "Not doing anything is worse than voting because you are condemning only the innocent to die. So tell me, can your conscience handle that?
"No Dan, I did not. As mentioned in my earlier statement the Mafia are smart enough to conceal their identities. I didn't catch the Butchers gender either since I was taken by surprise."
"I was there when Sheriff Rastley was murdered, albeit he didn't know. I was doing some Detective work on the side at the time. I was trailing one of those Mafia scumbags, but little did I know that his target was Rastley." Hamish pauses for a moment. This is obviously very emotional for him. "By the time I realized what was going on it was too late. I couldn't save him... Worse yet, I got caught myself. How do you think I got this pretty face of mine? It was luck and quick wit that let me escape with my life. I never came forward about it because I didn't want to be a target. I swear I'll get revenge on the Butcher who killed Rastley and left me looking like this, no matter what the cost." Hamish gets serious again. "I quit the force the next day because I couldn't handle the guilt" "As for my cloths Clara, I made some wise investments in the Stock Market that paid off after I quit. Not that it would matter either way. I wouldn't be caught dead being dressed as a commoner."
Thadius rolls his eyes, "You need alibi? I get pick up by Rastley for disorderly conduct. He throw me in jail that night, when I wake up I got the best hangover I ever did have and they tossin' me in da streets again. Nearly got run over by Clara, prolly on her way to see you Dan." "Can you confirm this statement Clara?"
I'll put my vote in for Random Lynching. I never liked it when players used a tie to prolong the game.
"Well Thadius, the only thing I find offensive is your accusation. Check the case files, you'll find the proof in there. Or maybe you just have a thing against cops, or former cops? I've done more good for the people of Scrafton than you'll ever know." "I don't see you explaining yourself."
"Calm yourself lad, we are in the company of the fairer sex, some things are best left among men." "Apologies Duke, some things have the tendancy set me off. It's just a bit of post traumatic stress left over from when I was on the police force. Dealing with the death of Sheriff Rastley has been hard on me. He was a good friend."
"What you think Coraline, Tina? You had any thugs trying to break your shop? Or demanding cash?" Dan wonders. Hamish pipes up at Dan's comment. "Even if she did get a good glimpse of any of these, as you say "Thugs", she would likely never recognize one. They take measures to cover their faces and other distinguishing features. They wear gloves." "Organized crime is a serious business. These people are professionals. They are methodical in their behaviour. I'd say the word "Thug" hardly describes these people at all. I'd even go so far as to say that they'd even find it offensive."
"I could eat a meal. Who knows how long we might be here."
"Did ye put 'er in yer south pasture like I told y' last time, lass? The grass there'll keep 'er hooves from splittin' until I can get over an' see 'er." Hamish mumbles to himself in deep thought. "So tall grass keeps one's hooves from splitting. It's so obvious! I never had the chance to test a pasture environment. It was all metal floors and zero gravity aboard that ship!" Hamish looks up and realized he was speaking out loud. "What we need is some good old fashion detective work. Why don't we all state where we were and what we were doing when the murder happened. We can then cross reference our alibi's with each other and look for holes. Based on those assumptions we can then begin determining who is who."
Hamish Cunningham is covered in scars. Never the less, his trademark physical feature is still his wild orange hair. Appearances aside, Hamish is well mannered, well spoken and a sharp dresser with slightly elitist views. "What would you say is the best way to go about it then?" Hamish questions the baker. "The doors are locked and we cant leave until we have irrefutable evidence that all Mafia have been picked out of the lot. Forgive my saying so, but people in my tax bracket are usually the ones hiring others to do this sort of work. I'm clueless in this situation." |