Post by Mister Blockey on Oct 11, 2009 21:15:38 GMT -5
Just north of Idleville, on Proboard Hill, stands Blockey Manor, where the rich, eccentric man known only as Mister Blockey resides.
Every year, at the end of October, Mister Blockey throws a small, select Halloween party. It's always a costume party, and the guests choose their own costumes. Every year, the guests enter a competition, where their roles and personas are determined by their costumes. The winner generally gets a rich prize, while the others get lesser prizes depending on their contributions to the evening's entertainment.
Not only are there prizes, but the food and drink is always superb – wide varieties of tasty viands and superb drinks flow freely the entire length of the party.
Mister Blockey himself is never seen, not even at these parties. He prefers to observe, and be entertained by the striving of the participants. The memories (and recordings, not that the guests know about them of course) of past contests, and of the fantastical costumes, keep the eccentric old man entertained most of the time.
This year, Mister Blockey has decreed a costume Mafia party. Being residents of Idleville, you are familiar with the game. You are asked to arrive in ordinary dress. On arrival, you are welcomed by MHaye, Mister Blockey's elderly English butler, shown to a room and invited to change into costume. In the room you are shown to is an envelope with your name on, marked “Please open at 7:55pm” and a tray of refreshments.
You change, sip at your drink – an excellent light sparkling wine, clean on the palate.
At 7:55pm, you open the envelope, and read the letter inside. It consists of two things; the rules of the game and your role in the game. The latter sheet describes your special rules. It finishes “Remember – the only way out is through.” The instructions tell you to convene in the ballroom at 8:00pm sharp.
As you stand to leave you feel ... strange. Like you are twisting. Changing. Becoming something you are not. With horror, you realise that your body is transforming itself so that you become the role that you have chosen for yourself.
You realise that this is what Mister Blockey meant. To get back to your own form, you have to win the game. And if you lose?
You have a feeling that you don't want to find out.
(credit for the above to MHaye)
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Role pms are going out now.
It is night 0. No night actions will be occurring toNight.
MHaye, Natlaw and I will be comodding. any questions and pms may be addressed to any of us, however answers may be different depending on who you ask.
It would also be a good idea with pms to send them to more than one of us for speedier response.
Everything is standard mafia rules.
Feel free to ask questions if you want, no guarantees on answers.
Days will last three days, Nights will last two days.
Every year, at the end of October, Mister Blockey throws a small, select Halloween party. It's always a costume party, and the guests choose their own costumes. Every year, the guests enter a competition, where their roles and personas are determined by their costumes. The winner generally gets a rich prize, while the others get lesser prizes depending on their contributions to the evening's entertainment.
Not only are there prizes, but the food and drink is always superb – wide varieties of tasty viands and superb drinks flow freely the entire length of the party.
Mister Blockey himself is never seen, not even at these parties. He prefers to observe, and be entertained by the striving of the participants. The memories (and recordings, not that the guests know about them of course) of past contests, and of the fantastical costumes, keep the eccentric old man entertained most of the time.
This year, Mister Blockey has decreed a costume Mafia party. Being residents of Idleville, you are familiar with the game. You are asked to arrive in ordinary dress. On arrival, you are welcomed by MHaye, Mister Blockey's elderly English butler, shown to a room and invited to change into costume. In the room you are shown to is an envelope with your name on, marked “Please open at 7:55pm” and a tray of refreshments.
You change, sip at your drink – an excellent light sparkling wine, clean on the palate.
At 7:55pm, you open the envelope, and read the letter inside. It consists of two things; the rules of the game and your role in the game. The latter sheet describes your special rules. It finishes “Remember – the only way out is through.” The instructions tell you to convene in the ballroom at 8:00pm sharp.
As you stand to leave you feel ... strange. Like you are twisting. Changing. Becoming something you are not. With horror, you realise that your body is transforming itself so that you become the role that you have chosen for yourself.
You realise that this is what Mister Blockey meant. To get back to your own form, you have to win the game. And if you lose?
You have a feeling that you don't want to find out.
(credit for the above to MHaye)
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Role pms are going out now.
It is night 0. No night actions will be occurring toNight.
MHaye, Natlaw and I will be comodding. any questions and pms may be addressed to any of us, however answers may be different depending on who you ask.
It would also be a good idea with pms to send them to more than one of us for speedier response.
Everything is standard mafia rules.
Feel free to ask questions if you want, no guarantees on answers.
Days will last three days, Nights will last two days.