Total Ullz
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You can take the girl out of mafia - but you can't take mafia out of the girl
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Post by Total Ullz on Jan 27, 2011 14:03:38 GMT -5
She is not afraid to die, O brave Hockey Monkey She is not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways. Brave, brave, brave, brave Hockey Monkey! She was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp, Or to have her eyes gouged out, and her elbows broken. To have her kneecaps split, and her body burned away, And her limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Hockey Monkey! Her head smashed in and her heart cut out, And her liver removed and her bowels unplugged, And her nostrils raped and her bottom burned off, And her pen-- Seriously, how are we going to recognize the actual 'Mafia stuff' in amongst all of the movie-quotes? Seriously? I don't do serious that well . So I guess you just going to have to wing it ;D
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Post by special on Jan 27, 2011 14:30:14 GMT -5
Where is Flying Cow of Doom?
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Post by sinjin on Jan 27, 2011 15:31:19 GMT -5
Where is Flying Cow of Doom? Over on some (a brazillion?) other boards trying to convince everyone that cows can be either male or female? It's a full time job.
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Post by guiri on Jan 27, 2011 15:34:23 GMT -5
I'd like to be one of the knights who say... /IN
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Post by Suburban Plankton on Jan 27, 2011 15:37:32 GMT -5
I'd like to be one of the knights who say... /IN vote guiriI'm sorry, but this sort of thing simply cannot be tolerated.
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Post by ComeToTheDarkSideWeHaveCookies on Jan 27, 2011 15:43:14 GMT -5
When did the bunny get laser eyes?
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Post by KidVermicious on Jan 27, 2011 16:16:48 GMT -5
I told you it's evil.
It's got fangs, too.
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Post by Suburban Plankton on Jan 27, 2011 16:20:22 GMT -5
Seriously ... do you think I should? You told me that the other game was "newbie-friendly", and I'm still waiting for that part of the game to kick in. Haven't seen it yet. Hey, we haven't killed you yet, what more do you want?
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Post by guiri on Jan 27, 2011 16:24:58 GMT -5
vote guiri I'm sorry, but this sort of thing simply cannot be tolerated. /bleached That's not a valid vote. It should be: Fart in Suburban's general direction.
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Post by BillMc on Jan 27, 2011 16:29:31 GMT -5
Well since this thread has taken a predictably silly turn, I'll resurrect some suitabley pythonesque death scenes Dawn breaks to find our bleary eyed crew assembled in the village donut shop. "After all that weird hand shaking yesterday, the little known Mesoamerican Deity QzcotldsPF wants the cops to investigate the millers?" asks Gryff. "We need to know whether they are town or scum,” responds FCOD while slurping his 10th espresso. "But if they're millers won't they..?" "Shh, don't bother Gryff with details when he's eating donuts." Gryff slowly topples forward, face first into FCOD's coffee. "Slight problem with Gryff," mumbled FCOD. "What's, uh...What's wrong with him?" asked Mitey. "I'll tell you what's wrong with him, my lad. 'E's dead, that's what's wrong with him!" exclaimed Texcat. "No, no, 'e's uh,...he's resting," protested HockeyGuy. "Look, matey, I know a dead Miller when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now," said Bill. "No no he's not dead, he's, he's restin'! Remarkable player, the Gryff Miller, idn'it, ay? Beautiful plumage!" said Ed searching Wikipedia for a suitable random article. "The plumage don't enter into it. He's stone dead," cried Total. Gryff, Town Miller, has eaten his last donut.Day 2 starts now and ends Saturday at 3 P.M. Central Time. As the Day draws to a close, we find our weary cast at the local steak house. It seems red meat is healthier than donuts in this village.
Speical Ed wipes the last of the bbq sauce from his finger and announces "I command you as head of this 'ere table, to pick up the check."
"I pay for no man." states FCOD.
"How about for a woman?" asks texcat.
"I pay for no woman either!" yells FCOD raising his fist.
"So be it!" replies BillMC surgically loping off FCOD's left arm with a steak knife.
"Now get your other hand in your pocket and pay up!" demands Special Ed.
"Tis but a scratch."
"A scratch? Your arm's off!" says texcat stating the obvious.
"I've had worse."
"You liar!" exclaims BillMC while pushing back his/her chair then deftly slicing off FCOD's other arm with a particularly vicious salad spoon.
"Oh, had enough, eh?"
"Look, you stupid bastard, you've got no arms left," says Special Ed.
"Just a flesh wound," protests FCOD.
"Look, I'll have your leg," announces texcat and rips FCOD's right leg off and dips it in bbq sauce. "Hey! I'm still hungry!"
"Right, I'll do you for that!"
"What are you going to do, bleed on me?" smirks Special Ed and rips off the other leg and tosses it to BillMC.
"All right! All right! We'll go halves?"
"This Day is so over, let's get out of here," suggests texcat.
"Oh, oh, I see, running away then. You yellow bastards! Come back here and pay your own share! I'll bite your legs off!"FCOD, Town Cop, has picked up his final check. Night 2 Begins now and will end Sunday at 3 P.M. CDT. All night actions must be in to me by then. Final Vote Count: BillMC (2): FCOD, hockeyguy FCOD (3): Special Ed, texcat, BillMC Not Vote: Total Lost, MiteyMouse As sun slowly sinks towards the horizon, we find our two village cops sitting in the back room of the donut shop. The door opens, and Texcat, the last town miller, enters with an empty flour sack. "Trouble at mill," states Texcat. "Oh no - what kind of trouble? No more donuts?" asks HockeyGuy. "One on't cross beams gone owt askew on treadle" "Pardon?" asks Ed. "One on't cross beams gone owt askew on treadle." "I don't understand what you're saying. Do we have donut shortage!? " exclaims HockeyGuy. "One of the cross beams has gone out askew on the treadle." "What on earth does that mean?" responds Ed, "I can't find it in wikipedia." "*I* don't know - Mr Frood just told me to come in here and say that there was trouble at t' mill, that's all - I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition." The door explodes inwards, splattering Texcat against the wall. Bill and Mitey charge in. "NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition!" proclaims Bill, "Our chief weapon is surprise...surprise and fear...fear and surprise.... Our two weapons are fear and surprise...and ruthless efficiency.... Our *three* weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency...and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope.... Our *four*...no... *Amongst* our weapons.... Amongst our weaponry...are such elements as fear, surprise...I'll come in again." "Don't bother" interrupts Mitey, "You may have been expecting the Spanish Inquisition - but we're the Monty Python Mafia - and you're all going to die!!! MUahh ha ha ha!!" Ed leaps to his feet, unfortunately slipping on the bloody goo that was once Texcat. He lands heavily on his head with a loud CRACK. "Can't we just have peace?" pleads HockeyGuy. "What do you think?" Texcat, Town Miller; Special Ed, Town Cop; and HockeyGuy, Town Cop are all dead.[/b] BillMC, Mafia Godfather and MiteyMouse, Mafia Goon win![/quote]
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Post by special on Jan 27, 2011 16:59:37 GMT -5
In the interests of being able to read the board from work, I've added a few word changes. any word that is board-modified will have an asterisk immediately following it.
Have fun finding them all.
PS, I hope idle doesn't object. They should certainly be removed following this game.
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Post by Romanic on Jan 27, 2011 17:13:41 GMT -5
My account is activated, I'm here now. /in (but I'm already on the list, thx Ulla)
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Romola
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Post by Romola on Jan 27, 2011 17:27:51 GMT -5
In the interests of being able to read the board from work, I've added a few word changes. any word that is board-modified will have an asterisk immediately following it. Have fun finding them all. PS, I hope idle doesn't object. They should certainly be removed following this game. cunt bastard wank fuck shit bollocks twat cock fucker arsehole scunthorpe balls nuts nads ballsack tits flange boobs boobies poo aresewipe
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Post by severe delays on Jan 27, 2011 17:30:29 GMT -5
Yes, in the heat of battle it's nice to cool down with a few wipes...
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Romola
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Post by Romola on Jan 27, 2011 17:35:50 GMT -5
w00t the fracking w00t! (Just testing)
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Post by KidVermicious on Jan 27, 2011 17:37:10 GMT -5
What a fun game!
Lets start with shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits. If any of those get through, Ed needs to go bone up on his George Carlin.
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Post by KidVermicious on Jan 27, 2011 17:38:02 GMT -5
aah, didn't think to account for the commas, did you?
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Post by special on Jan 27, 2011 17:38:47 GMT -5
*sigh*
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Romola
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Post by Romola on Jan 27, 2011 17:59:32 GMT -5
*Helpful*
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Post by peekercpa on Jan 27, 2011 18:26:02 GMT -5
so fuck is *fuck. jeebs i didn't realize we'd have to use the shift keys.
considering next moves.
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Post by peekercpa on Jan 27, 2011 18:29:52 GMT -5
and how in the world does fuck = ni*?
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Post by peekercpa on Jan 27, 2011 18:31:31 GMT -5
ok, request. can ed be replaced with colon blow?
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Post by special on Jan 27, 2011 18:39:01 GMT -5
OK, maybe the filters were a bad idea, eh?
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Romola
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Post by Romola on Jan 27, 2011 18:49:10 GMT -5
I was only trying to help.
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Post by Suburban Plankton on Jan 27, 2011 18:55:10 GMT -5
We could all promise to be on our best behavior...
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Post by special on Jan 27, 2011 18:55:48 GMT -5
I was only playing around anyway.
it's rare that the filters kick in.
And Ulla's usually up while I'm at work.
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In the frozen land of Nador they were forced to eat Robin's minstrels. And there was much rejoicing
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Post by timmy on Jan 27, 2011 18:57:24 GMT -5
We could all promise to be on our best behavior... Oh, you're no fun anymore. ;D
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Post by Paranoia on Jan 27, 2011 19:32:29 GMT -5
I'd like to join in on this round, if it's possible. =) Now only possible - but a pleasure Welcome to idlemafia.com!!! Is this your first game of mafia or have you played other boards before? Oh she's played before. I recommended this place to her since Nat is a thread analysis sort of girl.
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Post by Høøpy Frøød on Jan 27, 2011 19:33:44 GMT -5
Well since this thread has taken a predictably silly turn, I'll resurrect some suitabley pythonesque death scenes Dawn breaks to find our bleary eyed crew assembled in the village donut shop. "After all that weird hand shaking yesterday, the little known Mesoamerican Deity QzcotldsPF wants the cops to investigate the millers?" asks Gryff. "We need to know whether they are town or scum,” responds FCOD while slurping his 10th espresso. "But if they're millers won't they..?" "Shh, don't bother Gryff with details when he's eating donuts." Gryff slowly topples forward, face first into FCOD's coffee. "Slight problem with Gryff," mumbled FCOD. "What's, uh...What's wrong with him?" asked Mitey. "I'll tell you what's wrong with him, my lad. 'E's dead, that's what's wrong with him!" exclaimed Texcat. "No, no, 'e's uh,...he's resting," protested HockeyGuy. "Look, matey, I know a dead Miller when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now," said Bill. "No no he's not dead, he's, he's restin'! Remarkable player, the Gryff Miller, idn'it, ay? Beautiful plumage!" said Ed searching Wikipedia for a suitable random article. "The plumage don't enter into it. He's stone dead," cried Total. Gryff, Town Miller, has eaten his last donut.Day 2 starts now and ends Saturday at 3 P.M. Central Time. As sun slowly sinks towards the horizon, we find our two village cops sitting in the back room of the donut shop. The door opens, and Texcat, the last town miller, enters with an empty flour sack. "Trouble at mill," states Texcat. "Oh no - what kind of trouble? No more donuts?" asks HockeyGuy. "One on't cross beams gone owt askew on treadle" "Pardon?" asks Ed. "One on't cross beams gone owt askew on treadle." "I don't understand what you're saying. Do we have donut shortage!? " exclaims HockeyGuy. "One of the cross beams has gone out askew on the treadle." "What on earth does that mean?" responds Ed, "I can't find it in wikipedia." "*I* don't know - Mr Frood just told me to come in here and say that there was trouble at t' mill, that's all - I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition." The door explodes inwards, splattering Texcat against the wall. Bill and Mitey charge in. "NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition!" proclaims Bill, "Our chief weapon is surprise...surprise and fear...fear and surprise.... Our two weapons are fear and surprise...and ruthless efficiency.... Our *three* weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency...and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope.... Our *four*...no... *Amongst* our weapons.... Amongst our weaponry...are such elements as fear, surprise...I'll come in again." "Don't bother" interrupts Mitey, "You may have been expecting the Spanish Inquisition - but we're the Monty Python Mafia - and you're all going to die!!! MUahh ha ha ha!!" Ed leaps to his feet, unfortunately slipping on the bloody goo that was once Texcat. He lands heavily on his head with a loud CRACK. "Can't we just have peace?" pleads HockeyGuy. "What do you think?" Texcat, Town Miller; Special Ed, Town Cop; and HockeyGuy, Town Cop are all dead.[/b] BillMC, Mafia Godfather and MiteyMouse, Mafia Goon win![/quote] [/quote] Good times. First game I ever moderated. Good color on your part, too. It was kind of nice to have the type of closed setup where a scummer could write the color.
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Post by Trepa Mayfield on Jan 27, 2011 22:14:26 GMT -5
Ooh, looks fun! I'll play if there's room!
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