Thread: DISCORSO MAFIOSO

With the day drawing to a close, Shitface is led to the gallows, kicking and screaming as most men do when being dragged against their will to the gallows. But for men who have the misfortune to have parents that will name them 'Shitface', it comes as little surprise that Lady Luck will peg them once more, probably for old times' sake. The stool drops, the rope snaps taut. So it goes.

Afterwards, a little bird flies out of Shitface's pocket.

"Listen, shitfucks," the bird says, "you just hung an Innocent Townperson. There are now 6 people left in town, one of whom will surely perish in the night. With 5 people left tomorrow and a vote of 3 required for lynching, the Mafia have won. A Flawless victory."

The bird flits around the astonished, if drug-addled, faces of the survivors, crapping gently on mutton, simonj and sycld, marking the Mafia bastards for who they are.

Seedyville suddenly got a whole lot worse.

"Poo-tee-weet?"

oh man I saw it coming since night 1.

townies were completely retarded this game

ps - for the record, all roles are randomly assigned.

i was suspicious of sycld and mutton, but i wouldnt have guessed simonj

I PM'd think an ending where I surreptitiously sexually molested right before he was hanged, but he didn't respond to it ;_;

Originally Posted by sailor jack

i was suspicious of sycld and mutton, but i wouldnt have guessed simonj

say whaaaat

what made you suspect me: just the way that i tried to throw suspicion on think, or did you suspect me on day 1 before your untimely death?

Originally Posted by ShitFace

i hope you're happy

my dick is going in and out of your soft, still warm cerebellum, all the way through the medulla and cerebrum.

so yes, i am quite happy thank you.

I called sycld my first post. faggos

Gentlemen, gentlemen, please!

*bangs cane on the ground to draw people's attention*

Enough of these accusations of non-existence or these undead assignations with a stranger's furtive glances and surreptitious masturbations!

*re-centers monocle over his asiatic almond shaped eye*

*ahem* Pardon me. Now as the town's self-appointed Tea Cozy and Anglophile Fancy-Pants, I demand that we approach this matter with the same sort of stiff-upper-lip that allowed the British to rule my people for centuries and the same variety of stoicism that allowed my... err, other people... to unite Europe under the Roman banner and to later bring about the golden age of Europe through the invention of pasta (the Chinese can kiss my knickers).

Now... clearly th'humors are running hot and heavy, sometimes sanguinely to effect a growth of the phallus but mostly biliously to cause a general ill-temper and discord. I have oft prescribed blood letting, especially in the case of the sodomites whose blood engorges the crotch at the sight of our otherwise salubrious sausagefest, our beneficial village of bangers, but of course this idea is always shut down.

So we must restrain ourselves, keep our emotions in check for now only to release our fury in private fappage, and soberly surmise what is the cause of this savagery.