Kamikaze: Can you explain why you think Koss is town?
I don't have a town read on him other than mechanics. I think his response is going to be a major factor in determining whether I'm willing to vote for him.
Mostly I find DC scummy because his latest opinion changes feel more convenient than realistic.
Kosa: I think the fact that we might not get a claim is acceptable, because dkings seems to be the best vig target at this point too. Basically, I asked myself if I'd call it a bad play if he got vigged pre-claim at this point, and I wouldn't.
Obviously we'd rather have more time, but people like you who have been lurking have prevented that. So as this is partially your fault, stop whining.
So, this is part of the reason I think KoolKoal is town.
Either he was setting up a vig claim in advance or he sees himself as a vig. I suppose third party is possible?
The quoted posts are the reasons I believe you're scum. I mean, just look at them. There's calling Gentrip town over nothing (1), horrible distancing with a vote over Gentrip not answering a question (2), that is immediately rescinded, and insulting the reasoning abilities of both Generic and dkings with the exact same language in the same post(3).
1) I said I liked Cantrip because his reasoning made sense, not that he was town.
2) At this point of the game, I'm definitely not looking into the pletora of games I've done that. When I get ignored, it's what I do. How is it distancing when, as you said, it was immediately rescinded when my question got answered?
3) Reasoning? They were ******* scum. Their only reasoning was to either appear town or buddy up with Niv, which in fact serves the same purpose.
Did you honestly expect no one to notice those little slips?
Funny how you just "notice" my "little slips" in a LyLo situation where you have to hang me because, since I've been caling you scum for the half of the game, chances that I vote Kool for scum are minimum in your head. You don't even do anything: you literally buddy up with the clearly misguided townie to get an easy mislynch and hope to win the game.
3) Reasoning? They were ******* scum. Their only reasoning was to either appear town or buddy up with Niv, which in fact serves the same purpose.
You couldn't have known that at the time you made the referenced post.
Fulcrum, the only person 100% unambiguously confirmed town is me, and that's only because I had a chance to hammer today and didn't take it (would have won the game instantly if I was scum). Your mechanical clear has the "or has an immunity power" caveat. Which is the same thing as Kosa.
I reviewed the thread, and I see a lot of both Gentrip and dkings pushing against fulcrum, a bit of pushing against koolkoal, and virtually nothing on kosa. I see this as distancing. Kosa's argument against fulcrum is unconvincing to me. I'm coming around to the idea that Kool is town and Kosa is a ninja.
We have a day till deadline. Time to choose.
Kool, if you're scum, good job clearing yourself with the daykill.
Fulcrum, if you're scum, good job being townie all game.
I don't have any hard numbers on this, but I'm targeted more often than a black guy driving a beat-up sedan with a broken tail-light and no license plate, and Cy's well aware of that.
Kosakosa has been lynched. End game scenes will be posted before bed tonight -- I would ask that dead players refrain from posting until I have closed out the game.
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I don't have any hard numbers on this, but I'm targeted more often than a black guy driving a beat-up sedan with a broken tail-light and no license plate, and Cy's well aware of that.
Kosakosa has been lynched. His role PM is as follows:
Welcome to BioShock Mafia, Kosakosa!
You are Guest 05
True Identity: Frank Fontaine, Rapture Crime Boss and Mafia Smuggler
Flavour:
You received the following note on your receipt:
Want to be rich? Meet tonight at the Smuggler's Hideout.
Role: Modular Godfather/Ninja
Abilities:
Business Front: During the pre-game, select either "Fontaine's Home for the Poor" or "Fontaine Futuristics" as a business front to set up in Columbia.
Night Kill: Once per Night, you, Booker DeWitt, and Elizabeth may submit the name of an agreed upon player to iRebel, as well as an agreement indicating which of you is performing the kill.
Vote: You may Vote during the Day.
Passive Ability:
Night Talk with Booker DeWitt and Elizabeth: You may talk at Night with Booker DeWitt and Elizabeth.
Business Fronts:
Fontaine's Home for the Poor: If you establish Fontaine's Home for the Poor in Columbia, you will return an innocent verdict if investigated that Night due to your upstanding character.
Fontaine Futuristics: If you establish Fontaine Futuristics in Columbia, you will oversee a scientific breakthrough that allows you to become invisible, thus allowing you to target people without being seen.
Win Condition: You win when half the living players are Mafia, even if you are dead.
BioShock Mafia has ended in a Town Victory. Congratulations to...
KoolKoal, as Daisy Fitzroy, Town Rebel and Assassin
Niv, as Lady Comstock, Town Siren
LnGrrrR, as Andrew Ryan, Town Randian Hypocrite
fulcrum, as Z. H. Comstock, Town Pastor
DCIII, as Jeremiah Fink, Town Billionaire and Dirty Cop Warlord
Wildfire393, as Mr. Bubbles, Town Big Daddy
SelesnynaNewLife, as Brigid Tenenbaum, Town Genetic Scientist
KamikazeArchon, as A Little Sister, Town Little Sister
HookerPunch, as Jack, Town Manchurian Candidate and
Cythare, as A Summoned Soul
for winning BioShock Mafia.
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Mod Note: This end scene is long (in excess of 3000 words).
Robert: “Oh bother.”
Rosalind: “Fiddle sticks.”
Robert: “I thought we had Comstock and Ryan this time sister.”
Rosalind: “As did I brother dearest.”
Robert: “Well, you know what they say.”
Rosalind: “Indeed. The 124th time is a charm.”
Robert: “Quite. Well, shall we then?”
Rosalind: “We shall.”
CHAPTER SIX The Rise of Rapture
“…. Good evening guests. I am but heartbroken to inform you that our gathering must come to an end now. It has been my pleasure to serve as your pianist. May you all have a goodnight and safe trip on the bathysphere.”
The masquerade ball had come to an end — just in time, some thought, as the music had descended far too deep into haunted and demonic side. Fitting though, given what happened at the Kashmir. Rapture had been plunged into the midsts of a civil war between Andrew Ryan and Frank Fontaine, also known as Atlas.
Two bathysphere’s arrived, unusual, given there is but one track leading away from the Fort. One was coloured green and said “Columbia” on it, to the confusion of some.
“What is Columbia?” asked Andrew Ryan.
“Our world; not all of us are from Rapture”, responded Elizabeth.
As six of the guests boarded the Columbia bathysphere, it began to fade from reality, leaving room for the rest of the guests to board the bathysphere to wherever they were headed. The last stop on the bathysphere was the Rapture Control Centre, from where Andrew Ryan has controlled Rapture since its inception.
Back in his office, Andrew Ryan had sat down at his desk and pulled out a note that had been passed to him by Zachary Hale Comstock just prior to his departure on the Columbia bathysphere. It said “Arcadia Tea Garden, look for the symbol “AD” in a circle.”
Comstock and Ryan had been in cahoots for some time now, thanks to Rosalind’s plan to bridge the worlds of Rapture and Columbia in order to bring about the demise of Comstock; after failing 122 consecutive times, you begin to look for new angles of attack. Rosalind theorised that should they bridge the worlds of Rapture and Columbia, they would then be able to orchestrate a battle of the minds in a neutral setting and, with their interference, finally bring down Ryan and Comstock. But they knew in order to do this, they would need to present it in a fashion that would have some sort of benefit to Comstock and Ryan: thus was born the argument that defeating your foes in a bridged universe would forever alter the timeline of history, preventing them coming after you. Of course, it wasn’t true; then again, neither Comstock nor Ryan were quantum physicists, either, so they did not question Rosalind or Robert.
The following evening, Andrew Ryan visited the Tea Garden and true to the note, there was an “AD” symbol encompassed by a circle. Ryan knew he had no choice, after being shown the future where his own sun, Jack, would help Frank Fontaine destroy Rapture. It was kill, or be killed; hunt, or be hunted. He had refused to ever go back to the surface — it was poison, and he’d rather take his own life before living in the police states of the surface. Ryan extended his hand forward to activate the “AD” logo.
Rumble.
The boulder upon which the “AD” was circled began to violently shake, as if an earthquake of all things had gripped Rapture.
“What the hell…” murmured Ryan, as beams of light began to emanate from the boulder right before it shattered into thousands upon thousands of pieces. In its place stood an open tear to Columbia — to the Hand of the Prophet, where Comstock stood.
“Your personal army, Mr. Ryan. Ready for your command.”
“Rise, defenders of freedom!” commanded Andrew Ryan.
One by one, the eyes of Motorised Patriots far and wide as the eye could see came to life. The rumble of their engines, buzzing in unity, was as menacing as the howling of an evening rain cloaked Kansas tornado. They alone possessed enough firepower to destroy Rapture, Nay, half the surface world’s armies thrice over. With one sentence, Ryan cemented himself as one of the most powerful people on Earth.
It had been two days since the acquisition of the Patriots, and all was quiet throughout Rapture. Neither Ryan or Fontaine had made a move; not that Ryan needed to act in haste, given his army, but he feared Fontaine. He feared giving Fontaine time, for Fontaine has managed to outmanoeuvre Ryan at every turn thus far.
“The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me” murmured Ryan. It was his favourite quote from Ayn Rand; it was what motivated him to spearhead the creation of Rapture. Ryan needed no ones permission to pursue his utopia — he was a free man, after all. And just as he needed no ones permission to create Rapture, he sure as hell did not need permission to defend his life, liberty, and property.
“Execute Order 17,” spoke Ryan from his secure compound. With that, the beginning of the end of the Rapture Civil War was underway. Squadrons of Motorised Patriots descended to every corner of Rapture, from Point Prometheus to Fort Frolic to the Medical Pavilion. Scores of people were massacred ruthlessly by the Patriots — all known supporters of Fontaine, as Ryan smiled from behind his desk. Area by area of Rapture would be liberated over the coming days.
Two days later, all but one area had been seized by the Ryan blitzkrieg: Neptune’s Bounty. To the surprise of Ryan, the first squadron of Patriots had failed to seize Neptune’s Bounty. But they came close too, and so four squadrons of Patriots were sent to assault the Bounty in waves. After the third wave hit, they were able to punch through. Casualties were numerous as the Patriots advanced — hundreds of Fontaine’s most die hard supporters and warriors were holed up in Neptune’s, waiting for the surprised offensive to hit. It was just that — a surprise, to Fontaine. He had been laying low, planning his own blitzkrieg when Ryan’s gadgets attacked. It was the first, and will be the last time that Ryan was capable of getting the drop on him. Fontaine knew he was hopelessly beaten, that he didn’t have an exit plan this time.
There he stood, alone, in the back of his compound, armed to the teeth. You could hear the Patriots advancing, quickly, the cries and screams of soldiers in the wind.
And then it went silent; like the eye of the storm had passed overhead. Seconds felt like minutes; minutes like hours.
Boom.
The Patriots breached the final compound door. Fontaine immediately fired, winging one of them, but dozens of Patriots and their turret guns unloaded on Fontaine, shredding him from head to toe. The war was over, and Ryan reigns supreme in Rapture.
“Look, mom!” shouted a young boy. “Mr. Sander is back from his trip to France!”
It had been three years since the end of the war. Andrew Ryan ruthlessly exterminated all those who stood in his way; all those who stood with Fontaine. The seeds of doubt were burned, ruined, never to come back again. But winning the war and winning the peace were two different things. In the immediate aftermath of the war, Ryan took to the airwaves to reassure the populace that the dream of liberty and freedom was still alive; that a new dawn was in the works for Rapture.
Ryan spent three years working to rebuild Rapture; to market it above, from below, as the safe haven for the oppressed. Some of the best minds, from the writers to the businessmen were migrating to Rapture, tired of the oppression from the surface world. Within a year, Rapture had turned the corner. Cleanup efforts had begun to restore the charm and beauty that was the city. Businesses had begun to re-open; new ones took the place of those unable to succeed.
Rapture, just two short years after the Civil War, had returned to its hay day of success just before the Kashmir bombings. As the third year of peace begun, Rapture was setting records for success above and beyond what it had in the past. That prompted a meeting of the minds, the business owners and wealthy who were the de facto rulers of Rapture. They had agreed that the success in just three short years had surpassed anything imaginable, and so they wondered, just how far could it really go? By mid year they had arranged a meeting with Andrew Ryan at the Rapture Control Centre to discuss it. Ryan immediately opposed it, saying there was no need to have but the barest of bare contact with the “filth” from the surface. But they continued to press their case and offered a compromise: a trial program. Let an established figure in the community, perhaps Sander Cohen, some suggested, go to the surface and see how it worked out? If Sander was able to be successful and capable of bringing revenue home to fuel the continued success and expansion of Rapture, who are we to stop it?
Ryan relented; he was sure in his mind that it would be a failure of memorable proportions. But the inverse was true. It had been a massive success. Sander’s time in France had drawn the attention of thousands of people, who were interested in purchasing not only his art work by the dozen, but it sparked an interest in all things associated with Rapture. It led to the liberalisation of tourism laws; of import/export laws. It was, ironically, and poetically enough, the last key to the everlasting success of Rapture: That which helped spark a Civil War was the last key to her future.
Rapture has been saved.
CHAPTER SEVEN The seed of the Prophet shall sit the throne and drown in flame the Mountains of Men
”Booker! Watch out!”
Crash.
Just as Elizabeth yelled for Booker to move, a spire from the roof of Comstock house came crashing down, striking Booker in the knees, pinning him. Try as she might, Elizabeth wasn’t able to free Booker before forces loyal to Comstock arrived.
“NO. YOU CAN’T!” shouted Elizabeth as she restrained by two firemen.
“NO. BOOKER NO!”
Bang.
“Booker…” said Elizabeth as she dropped to her knees, tears pouring down her cheeks. Booker had just come into her life all of two days ago, and now he was gone. Elizabeth grew as a person more in those two days than she had in the past two years; Booker showed her what her own city looked like. What it was like to dance and sing; to eat cotton candy. To be vulnerable. Sure, their brief relationship had it stressful moments too — Elizabeth did slap him with a wrench when he attempted to send them to New York. But there was a connection between Booker and Elizabeth that was uncanny; it was as if they had known each other for many years. Now? Now he is gone.
“Did you really think it would end any other way, my child?”
“I’m not your child, you murderer.”
“Take her to the tower.”
Just like that, Elizabeth found herself back in the tower on Monument Island. Back to her prison, where she was condemned to spend her days until Comstock beckons for her. Her and Booker barely escaped Song Bird the first time, and it took both of them. There was no way she’d be able to escape and evade Song Bird herself.
Time went by slowly at first — every hour seemed like a lifetime. No amount of reading, of studying, seemed to help. The hours became days, the days became weeks, and the weeks became months. Eventually she lost track of time, even the date. “What was the point?”, she often asked herself. “Better to keep myself occupied than to dwell” she thought. It seemed to work, for the depression that Elizabeth found herself in eventually gave way to the return of her sunny disposition.
Three years to the day after Booker died, Comstock had finally beckoned her. As she was escorted from her prison to the Hand of the Prophet. There lay Comstock, deathly ill; she knew many a year ago, before even meeting Booker, that Comstock was sick, that he didn’t have too many years left. It appeared as if the Prophet would soon be meeting his end. And so, too, would Elizabeth, because she knew what his death meant for her future. Comstock looked at her, smiling, knowing that he had “won”.
“My child… the time is near.”
“I’m not your child you bastard.”
“OUCH!” shouted Elizabeth as she was stricken by one of the firemen who had escorted her.
“The seed of the Prophet shall sit the throne and drown in flame the Mountains of Men.”
“You understand, do you not, Elizabeth? That upon my death you shall bring to the people the righteous and holy judgement of I, the Prophet.”
“Go to hell, you —“, Elizabeth again was stricken by the fireman.
“Bring the child to me.”
“NO” shouted Elizabeth
“LET ME GO!”
“Quiet, child. It shall be over soon”, whispered Comstock as he embraced Elizabeth’s forehead with his hand, mumbling to himself in prayer.
“The seed of the Prophet shall sit the throne and drown in flame the Mountains of Men. Go forth, my child.”
“Yes, father.”
It was set. The Prophet was dead and the Mountains of Men were destined to smoulder at the hands of his hand chosen executioner: Elizabeth.
“Arm the blimps with Patriots and missiles. Have the Hand of the Goddess ready.”
“Yes Elizabeth!” shouted row upon row of faithful soldiers. The first city that Elizabeth attacked was Paris — Comstock made sure of that. He wanted to take great pleasure in watching from above as Paris, the city of her dreams, burned in judgement for its sins. And that, he did, as the seventh arrondissement was the first target for the firemen and Patriots. They stormed the city, slaughtering all those they encountered. Men, women, children. It made no difference. It took just six minutes for the assault to claim the Eiffel Tower.
Boom.
That was the sound heard as people came to a halt, watching their beloved Tower crumble to the ground.
Once Paris was judged, next was London. Then Moscow. Berlin. Elizabeth and the Patriots marched across Europe, handing down the judgement of Comstock. It wasn’t until Italy, of all places, that the Patriots suffered their first set back. Their assault was blunted, albeit with heavy loss of life, but they did. Peace reigned in Italy for just three short days before the next assault was launched, this time helmed by the Hand of the Goddess. The Italians, who had given hope to others worldwide that this onslaught could be blunted, folded in three hours.
In Washington, DC, they had begun making preparations for when the Patriots came. They didn’t know when they’d come, but they knew they would; it was, after all, what Comstock had promised years ago. Six months had passed since the last of the Patriots were spotted — they had spent three months non-stop delivering what they called the “judgement of the Prophet”. Religious groups from every corner of the world were in shambles, for this kind of devastation was reserved for the end of the world scenarios that religions foretold. Yet none had an answer for what was happening.
It was 2:37 AM on the night of December 23rd when the first Patriots were spotted in New York City. They had attacked in the cover of night; Elizabeth herself, for only the second time, was personally leading the attack. A firebomb hit an apartment complex in Brooklyn, instantly levelling it and killing everyone inside. Patriots soon flooded the cities boroughs as Elizabeth stood on the deck of the Hand of the Goddess, watching the destruction. Building after building fell; screams of despair filled the air as people pleaded for mercy before the Patriots. But on that night, mercy was not to be shown, not even to the child who grasped her teddy bear, calling out for her mommy.
The assault continued on throughout the night into the morning. As the sun rose above New York City, the sky was filled with smoke from the burning buildings. New York had been reduced to a smouldering crater of debris. New York, the home of Booker DeWitt, was no more. New York, according to Comstock, represented the sins of humanity the world over. Greed. Lust. Gluttony. Progress. The world in which New York existed, and stood for, was diametrically opposed to the world that Comstock sought to build, where all persons bowed to him, and the poor were rightfully enslaved by the rich for that was the will of God. City by city throughout America eventually succumbed to Columbia ; after New York it was Boston and Philadelphia on New Years Day. In Atlanta, the Patriots suffered just their second defeat, but unlike Italy, it took Elizabeth and the Patriots six attempts to siege the city, but also like Italy, they eventually succeeded and reducing Atlanta to a footnote in a history book.
Washington, DC, had been spared so far, though no one knew why. But when Columbia was founded, many of the residents, from the citizenry to the Senators and Representatives, remembered that when Comstock was rebuffed on capital hill, he foretold this very sequence of events. That those who stood in opposition would be judged when the seed of the Prophet shall sit the throne and drown in flame the Mountains of Men.
The Mountains of Men were no more, as Earth fell to the Seed of the Prophet.
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I don't have any hard numbers on this, but I'm targeted more often than a black guy driving a beat-up sedan with a broken tail-light and no license plate, and Cy's well aware of that.
I don't have any hard numbers on this, but I'm targeted more often than a black guy driving a beat-up sedan with a broken tail-light and no license plate, and Cy's well aware of that.
OK, well good game all around by everyone who played. Again, sorry for not having any flavor for you all during my mod time, but as I said, I have not had the chance to play any of the games.
Anyway, there is something I wanted to ask fulcrum about, but also figured others would want to weigh in on. it all started with this PM on night... 4 I wanna say:
iRebel, I think you made a mistake by allowing for an early night start. The only person who didn't show up in twilight who could have had an action was KoolKoal, which doesn't jive with his claim of not having any night actions. I won't bring this up toMorrow because it's sort of out of game knowledge and feels wrong to use, but I won't argue if someone else brings it up either (and it's going to ease my fears of scum!Kosa or DC, even if I try to ignore it).
So, basically my concern has to relate to the fact of how he inferred this information. Now I had to look back at KK's claim initially. All he claimed was a delayed day vig (Should have said poisoner, but po-tat-o po-ta-to, to-ma-to to-mat-o and all that jazz.) Now he did not claim this part initially, but KK was a one shot. Given the shortened twilight, I would have inferred that there were no actions that needed to be done during twilight, thus making KK clear.
Also 2 kills on the scum team? in a Mini?! Never gonna pass review without a few ways to prevent deaths, even as a one shot. Could have been a neutral, but again given the fact that we only have had one death each night and the shortened twilight 4, unlikely at worse, and could be dealt with at 3 Players.
To fulcrum: never doubt yourself again on a ninja, especially with your role and how powerful it was. Your role was a dead giveaway that there is quite possibly a role that is foiled by a ninja. Obviously this is an oversight that is easy to miss, but one to keep in mind in future games, especially if you get a role that appears blatantly OP.
As for the rest of the endgame, seems town got a bit sloppy. While you did make the right lynch in the end, the fact that none of you left no lynch off the table to get to 3P is shocking. You had fulcrum mechanically clear, Kosa^2 not quite cleared, KK mechanically cleared (Again not realized by town at first,) and Kami not cleared. This of course all changed when Kami did not hammer, but it still should have been on the table in the beginning (Actually may have been best for Kosa^2 to be pushing for this now that I think about it.)
@iRebel: No access to the mason chat or spec chat for me? For shame.
Oh man, sorry I got lax in the end game there. Good work to the remaining Town, and to the dead Town prior to the PoE. I was far too dismissive of the ninja idea and was hoping the remaining scum would try to No kill to frame fulcrum rather than the correct move in killing me. Kosa's one post where he second guessed the plan that would have ended without him lynched via PoE had me fooled.
It's funny because I was sharing in the spec chat that I had Generic as my top read and Kosa among them heading into the Night after Day 1 (forgot that LnGr had fallen back to my scum reads because he was flipped most of the game - thought he was either scum or a bomb-type role), but I jailed Niv because I thought Kool was the vig and was going to shoot one and didn't want to save his target (and Niv was my other read and Kool hadn't expressed suspicion on him). Here's what I sent iRebel after N1:
Want fulcrum and Kool to get their action off, hoping that Kool shoots at Generic if he can shoot. Also, if I protect either, I kind of render them useless and its unclear which they would choose to target, if either. Lastly, there's the risk of appearing to be a roleblocker by targeting them. I think I'm being pretty clearly town read by the majority of the game, but it's tenuous enough that an action like that might cause an unfortunate mislynch. So I won't be using the jailer for its protective utility.
Here's my ACTUAL scum list reads in terms of probability right now (after my post condemning Niv at the end of the Day I actually have lessened my read on him because of the point KoolKoal made on him and it does feel a bit like DK was distancing from a mislynch wagon. Niv's defense of DK was a bit off the wall, though... and he really had pretty bad reasoning to have him listed so high on his town reads. Maybe I need to learn more about Niv. He seems seasoned and logical but he's just been SO wrong this game and about things like fulcrum and SNL being scum together that seems so off):
Generic
LnGr
KosaKosa
Niv
HP
But since I doubt I'll be killed tonight and I also didn't want to draw it, I put Generic more on the back-burner. It's really his lack of aggressiveness, his loss of any suspicion of me once I dropped him, and some of his interactions with DK earlier where it seemed more like he was talking to him rather than suspecting him. Dunno, though, he's sneaky so I hope KoolKoal just shoots him.
Either Generic or Kosa seem the likely vig targets and LnGr could be some kind of bomb type device (not willing to take myself out of the game as a risk on that yet)
Niv doesn't seem to be the vig target and says he has no action so if he's Town I won't be blocking anything useful... he also doesn't seem like someone the scum team would shoot because, if he is Town, he's a likely mislynch target from the way I've been pushing him. So if there isn't an apparent scum kill after Tonight and I jail him, I can be relatively certain that he was the one attempting the kill, not with the kill attempt on him. Since I don't want to save a vig target or hamper town actions and since a scum kill going through with Niv being jailed would reduce the odds of him being scum (since I think there's a chance they'd have him do it right now)... I think it's the best play. It's also one that I can make from a logical Town perspective regarding what I would do as a jailer from their perspective. "Why would scum DCIII roleblock Niv who claimed to have no Night actions?"
I think it's the best bet to stay clear of the fray, make a defensible action, possibly pick off the NK, and not expose myself for future uses if/when the vig is killed.
Kami was cleared by the roleblock. If we delayed a Day, Kamikaze or I would have been shot and it would have come right back to KoolKoal v. Kosa. I wanted to have a say in the final lynch, so I wasn't going to let a no lynch happen.
I thought modgaming by trying to decide whether a ninja balanced better than a one shot poisoner (remember, there was a protective role) was a bad idea, so I fell back on previous behavior and one behavioral test as a final confirmation. I don't think there's anything wrong with that.
@Tan - Kami was mechanically cleared - I jailed him N2 when there was a kill.
I'd like to think that in mylo I'd have put it together that the ninja was more likely than scum having a poisoner kill and using it on their own teammate - but who knows. KoolKoal's talk about lynching Cythare in mylo I think would have appeared like grasping at straws to me and that one Kosa post really did have me going.
Oh, I never actually addressed Kosa's point about distancing. Turning on a scummate over a minor point (that was really undeserving of a vote) and offering them an easy out is exactly what I would consider terrible distancing.
I'm rereading entirely for dkings interactions. So far Generic and Kosa are my top scum pics.
This may be my favorite post I've ever made in mafia (If only I hadn't misspelled picks, how embarrassing ). I can't really claim credit for dkings, but other than that, I think this game had my best reads ever. Now if only I could fix my tone to stop being a sarcastic *** every time I get annoyed...
Anyway, good game everyone.
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Nice going guys. I had a feeling it would come down to Kosa vs Kool, and it's much more likely that scum has a ninja than a dayvig (and especially one they'd use to bus).
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I don't have any hard numbers on this, but I'm targeted more often than a black guy driving a beat-up sedan with a broken tail-light and no license plate, and Cy's well aware of that.
Mostly that I thought Niv's ability was too weird/weak (forgetting that the rest of the town was way powerful), and also it would be much cooler if it worked the way I theorized
EDIT: Oh, and the fact that dkings actively defended Niv Day 1, which would have been protecting his "buddy" while getting credit for protecting a townie in this scenario.
But originally, I was thinking cythare would enter the game for real when Niv died if I was right. So after he didn't, I was fairly sure I was wrong; I still wanted to be humored though.
Congrats to the town, especially fulcrum, KoolKoal, and Kamikaze for playing it right. I felt that Kosa did a pretty bang-up job all by himself, with the possible exception of disappearing at the end (but I can understand how it would be difficult to muster the energy to mount a strong defense in that situation).
My apologies to my hydra-mate, Generic, for being a crappy hydra-mate. And apologies to everyone else for being a no-show for most of the game.
Congrats town! Having such a limited role in the game made it tough to motivate myself to continue providing content, but I'm glad that you guys were able to close it out.
Let’s start by addressing the elephant in the room: The special rule. The long and short of it is that as I was drafting role PMs, I noticed two things:
(1) That because the BioShock universe has such a limited pool of characters, I was running into issues with certain characters being a certain alignment. For example, Daisy and Comstock both being town. In BioShock Infinite, they’re mortal enemies hellbent on each others death, and the only way I could conclude to solve that would have been to, essentially, re-write the whole story of Infinite from the ground up, and I wasn’t prepared to do that. The same applies to Booker and Elizabeth (who would never be opposed to one another in Infinite) and Ryan and Fontaine (who would never be allies). My worry was that, given the vast popularity of these games, that someone would try and flavour game, correctly, that Booker and Elizabeth had to be the same alignment and that Ryan/Fontaine would be opposing alignments, thus breaking the game with flavour gaming. That led me to either re-do the characters (which I tried, but I couldn’t get a working set I liked), or just outright ban name claiming to prevent the game from being broken via flavour gaming.
(2) When drafting false flavour, I noticed that the flavour segments were severely lacking compared to the main characters. For example, Elizabeth’s flavour clocked in at 1,347 words. The shortest flavour piece was Jack’s, and that itself was 548 words. None of the false flavours were breaking 350, and I was concerned that if I provided such weak flavour segments for the Mafia to claim, that I would inevitably be tilting the game towards one side and I didn’t want to do that.
Those two points came together to lead to banning the claiming of true IDs. It was a silver bullet, albeit a sloppy one, to a conundrum I wasn’t having much luck solving. I honestly cannot assess how much it impacted the discourse of the game, so I’d like some thoughts from everyone on that.
Lesson Learned: Regardless of whether or not it negatively impacted the game, I wasn’t a fan of such a draconian rule and, in retrospect, wish I had of delayed the game to find a reasonable solution. Going forward, I won’t repeat this mistake.
Next up, the SNL Modkill: First and foremost I believe I owe the Mafia team, collectively, an apology for how that was handled. It should have either ended the day, or I should have done it over Night. In the end, I have no real defence of it. There is a very real argument to be made that had I of ended the day instead of allowing it to continue, it could have impacted the outcome of the game. As a Mod, that’s the last thing you want to do.
Lesson Learned: Modkills always, without a doubt, either end the day or occur over Night.
Next: Fixed Twilight and coloured votes. The whole Fixed Twilight came about out of my personal annoyance of having on more than once occasion been typing a twilight post, only to preview it and see the Mod had appeared and sent it to Night. The Twilight period never really was utilised, so I will end up scrapping that from my games going forward. The coloured votes came about from having read a lot of Guardman’s games, where he requires magenta and it seemed to have worked well for those games. I didn’t account for the fact that a lot of people play on mobile devices now, so trying to input a lot of bbcode can be bothersome (especially in light of how awful this forum is on said devices). That also won’t return in future games I run.
Onto game design!
In the year or so that I’ve been playing Mafia, I’ve pretty much hung out in the Mini queue because they’re like mini-specialities, where God only knows what kind of shenanigans you’ll encounter. For me, my favourite aspect of Mafia isn’t so much playing it, but the mechanics of the game and how that can be played with. I find myself drawn to games where the mechanics are outside the norm to some degree. Two of my favourite games to date are Dr. Polyopticon’s and Futurama, because I enjoyed the twists and turns. In Dr. P’s, we had a modified cult leader and two cop variants: One compared the alignment of two players, and the other investigated the instrument classes to see how many of each there were. That game and its design and outside the box thinking were heavy inspirations for the development of this game. In Futurama, one of the roles was a Doctor/Inventor hybird, and I thoroughly enjoyed it because the Inventor portion of the role was somewhat random insofar as you could send gadgets to planets only, and each planet was associated with a player. It required a slightly different style of play.
So, that said, let’s delve into the roles and examine them (I’ll be going in the same order the role PMs appear on the first page). Also keep in mind this game was originally designed and written as Family Guy, so I’ll be discussing that in each role too.
Booker. Originally started as Meg Griffin, and as a 2 shot Roleblocker. This was changed late in review to a 2 shot Role Cop out of concern that with Fontaine, the Mafia team might be too strong. In the beginning, Booker/Meg started with a device that was a one-shot roleblock and would pass it to Elizabeth/Stewie upon their death, but ultimately, that didn’t make the final cut.
Elizabeth. Originally started out as Stewie Griffin. Elizabeth/Stewie dominated the discussions during review, as Elizabeth is by far and large the most powerful role in the game. We went through several different ideas, both on tweaks and ways to dial back the power without completely neutering the role. For comparison sake, here is the very first draft of Stewie’s role PM:
Welcome to Family Guy Mafia, <Name>!
You are Stewie Griffin, Mafia Evil Genius
<flavour>
Role: Jack of All Trades
Abilities:
Night Kill: Once per Night, you, Eliza Pinchley, and Meg Griffin may submit the name of an agreed upon player to iRebel, as well as an agreement indicating which of you is performing the kill. Unless otherwise noted, your method of murder is a photon blaster weapon. You may not perform the Night Kill and use an item at Night.
Vote: You may Vote during the Day
Passive Ability:
Night Talk with Eliza Pinchley and Meg Griffin: You may talk at Night with Eliza Pinchley and Meg Griffin in a designated Quick Topic thread.
Items (each item will break after using):
Weather Device: You originally invented the Weather Device in your quest to defeat broccoli, however you were foiled by an ill-timed thunderstorm. But never fear, you returned to your armoury where you spent countless days reinventing the Weather Device. Now the Weather Device can be used to create a spontaneous thunderstorm that will illuminate Cherrywood with fierce lightning, allowing you to see everyone moving about that Night.
Mind Control Device: You created this after realising Peter's trial was going south, and the family couldn't afford to lose its breadwinner. Despite your disgust for the fat man, you couldn't allow this to happen, and so you created the Mind Control Device to control the Judge and free Peter. When you use the Mind Control Device, you will be able to control another players actions during the next Night phase.
Laser Gun: You originally designed your Laser Gun to kill Lois (and even hid it in a sandwich). But now it's your trusty weapon of murder; refined after many years, the Laser Gun never fails to kill its intended target. When you use the Laser Gun, you will be able to kill another player without fail. You can only use the Laser Gun if you are performing the Night Kill.
Hypnosis Glasses: Originally they were your Mass Hypnosis Device that you attempted to use on Kids say the Darndest Things to win control of the public (and Earth). However, you realised that the error of your design was that they simply could not be worn as regular glasses. Thwarted by Bill Cosby of all people, you redesigned the Mass Hypnosis Device into a cutting edge pair of glasses. When you use the Hypnosis Glasses, if another player investigates you, you will convince them that you are not guilty. However, there is a chance (33%) that your Hypnosis Glasses will not work – that's the price of relying on cutting edge technology.
False Claim: Ollie Williams, Town Blaccuweather Meteorologist
Win Condition: You win when half the living players are Mafia, even if you are dead.
Instead of having to “upgrade”, Stewie just started out with all of his abilities, which not only makes him more powerful to begin with, but the non-modified version of The Weather Device gave the Mafia team enormous amounts of power right from the get to. We eventually settled on two ways to keep the same general power level, but not make it so oppressive:
(1) Change the Weather Device to a delayed mass roleblock and;
(2) Institute some kind of upgrade system.
This also let us eliminate the item pass from Booker to Elizabeth upon his death, letting the Mafia start with a one shot roleblock instead of inheriting it. I spent a great deal of time on this role — moreso than any other. I must have research about three dozen games on MTGS as well as perusing Mafia Scum’s forums and wiki for ideas. I don’t know how well I can articulate it, but I really like the idea of the Mafia having a JoAT instead of the town. It makes more logical sense, to me, that a three man unit would have a skilled Jack of All Trades compared to a nine person unit who is more likely to have individually skilled persons. Mafia JoATs, correctly or not, strike me as having more design space as well.
From a flavour perspective, Stewie was by far and large the most intelligent person of the Family Guy cast, and the story was driven by Stewie himself, so it made sense for him to assume the most powerful role. The same is true of Elizabeth, to some degree. She’s easily the most powerful being in the Infinite universe, though this story wasn’t so much driven by her as it was the Lutece’s who were trying to achieve their goal of killing Comstock and Ryan.
I can’t say whether or not I’m pleased with how this role came out with Generic/Cantrip being killed so early.
Frank Fontaine. Originally Eliza Pinchley, this slot was a goon up until the very end of the review process, where one of the reviewers thought the game was a little town sided. Originally Fontaine was going to be an odd/even Ninja/Godfather (ie, switching every other night), but one of my reviewers objected to that, so we settled on making it a modular pre-game decision. In the end, I’m only somewhat pleased with it — I like the idea and concept of modular roles, but in retrospect, 9/10 times the Ninja is the correct decision, so it really isn’t all that modular.
Daisy Fitzroy. Originally The Man in White. Taken right from the FG canon, the Man in White tried to poison a group of teenagers to secure his own divinity, which is why this slot was a poison vig instead of a regular vig. Originally Daisy did not start with her shot; she started with the ability to concoct a poison on spot and would gain control of it the following phase and use it that phase (ie, if concocted during the Day phase, you get your shot at Night and have to shoot at Night). Ultimately my reviewers felt that was a little too much hoopla, so we changed it to a straight one shot poison vig. In addition to flavour, I settled on poison because (1) we don’t see it too much and (2) most Vigs are Night Vigs, so I wanted to try something different. I thought having a straight “bang you’re dead” Day Vig was a bit much, and ran into the scenario of having a flip before a lynch (much like the modkill I botched, which in retrospect I wish I had of thought about XD). Poison seemed to be the happy medium.
I was relatively happy with the way this role played out in the end. Lady Comstock. Originally Joe Swanson. Masons in a 12 player game does too many odd things to game math, but I wanted some kind of Mason as they’re one of my favourite roles. The solution? Stealing a role from AsianInvasion straight up, from his Hobbit Mafia. I liked this role quite a lot, and I feel as if it worked out just right in the end, despite the relatively tame nature of it compared to other roles. It allowed a player to have someone with a completely neutral set of eyes help form opinions and bounce ideas off of. Someone, I think it was KoolKoal, mentioned something about having Cythare replace Niv when he died, and I’m sufficiently intrigued by the idea. Might have to toy with that at a later date.
Andrew Ryan. Originally Asian Reporter Tricia Takanawa. By far my favourite role in the game. Not a lot to say because LnGrrrR died early, but I will definitely be keeping this in my rotation.
Z. H. Comstock. Originally Herbert the dirty old man. This was my least favourite role in both design and execution. It’s a lot more powerful than I originally thought it was, and in the end, feels very inelegant compared to everything else. It screams that there is either a ninja or some kind of manipulation role within the Mafia, which is poor design I think — roles from the town perspective should not reveal what kind of power(s) the minority has. If I could re-do this role, there’s a number of different ways I would handle it:
(1) Make it double modular, meaning that fulcrum would have been presented two pairs (Tracker/Watcher)(Voyeur/Follower) and would have had to select one from each pair. Then she would have received four one shot abilities, two of each, to use.
(2) Straight modular Tracker/Watcher, similar to Kosakosa’s role (which Kosakosa actually theorised existed; when I saw his speculation I was kicking myself for not thinking of that earlier).
(3) Allow fulcrum to have all four abilities, but require an activation cost for them (points, tokens, whatever). Track/Watch: 5 points each; Follow: 3 Points; Voyeur: 2 points, and have her start with 10 points.
Jeremiah Fink. Originally Glenn Quagmire. So in theory, I really like Jailers because there’s a lot of tension involved. Do you jail someone you expect to be NK’d, but risk roleblocking them? Or do you try and roleblock the mafia? There’s a bit of give and take with it. But the downside to that give and take is that in a game with a lot of power roles, it’s quite easy to find yourself in a conundrum whereby you may inadvertently harm your team rather than help. I’ve walked out of this game with the impression that Jailers would be better suited for a lower power game and that this slot would have been better off as a Doctor instead.
Mr. Bubbles. Originally Carter Pewterschmidt. So this role isn’t all that exciting. It came about from a flavour perspective — Carter is the richest man in all of Quahog so it would make sense for him to have some additional influence. KamikazeArchon was the unknown enabler; should he have died, Wildfire would have lost his double vote. We debated whether or not the enabler should know they are, in fact, an enabler, but we decided against that for the same reason I opted for AsianInvasion’s mason role: it would lead to a scenario where both players would be town confirmed, and in a 12 player game, two confirmed townies from the get go does weird things to game math.
MVPs Town MVP goes to KoolKoal and fulcrum. KoolKoal for his spectacular reads and correctly vigging Cantrip. fulcrum for starting the D1 wagon on DK and successfully pushing it through and was able to see through Kosakosa despite mechanical deception.
Mafia MVP goes to Kosakosa, who I thought played a very strong game with his back to the wall. I’ll be honest, even in a dicey LyLo situation, I went into Day 5 thinking Kosakosa would be able to pull off the victory based on what he had said in the Mafia chat. Sadly it seems RL got in his way, since he was missing in action for most of Day 5 — had he of been around and active, I wouldn’t have been terribly surprised if he had somehow managed to pull it off.
So with that, I think I’ve covered everything except for a few questions I’d like everyone to answer:
1. Thoughts on the flavour? Good? Bad? Indifferent?
2. Any critiques/complaints/criticisms?
I know it there a things I should have handled differently, and some design flaws I wish I had of caught before the game went live, but such is life. I do hope you all had fun playing this game — I had a blast designing it and hosting it, and I have learned a LOT from this endeavour that, hopefully, will make the next game I design even more enjoyable.
If anyone has questions, I would be more than happy to field them.
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I don't have any hard numbers on this, but I'm targeted more often than a black guy driving a beat-up sedan with a broken tail-light and no license plate, and Cy's well aware of that.
I have to admit, I love the "mason role" as well. Quite an ingenious use of the role without making things too town OP. I can easily see it as a neutral or even as a scum role, even in a mini. I may as well need to swipe it for a future setup.
Seriously. Whoever invented real life should DIAF. Or even better, lynched.
It sucks that I couldn't really put any effort into the endgame, but I don't think I'd have many chances since Kool made an awesome endgame job and it's already hard as **** to convince fulcrum I'm town when I'm town, let alone when I'm scum.
Loved the game. Had some great times, but although I may be a little bit biased on this, I think town was a little bit too strong. Even considering our poor play, as I said in the scumchat, the only reason we didn't lose the game even earlier on PoE was Generic correctly pinning LnG's PR. I think the main problem with town was that they had way too much "has to be town" roles:
We started off going for cccc', he claimed (and proved) to be a double-voter: towncleared.
Then we moved for fulcrum, who claimed to be "cop equivalent": towncleared.
Like, talk about bad luck: our easiest early mislynches were proven to be unlynchable. Had LnG claimed, he would most certainly also be considered towncleared, as DCIII as the game's sole protective role.
Then SNL ended up modkilled instead of lynched, DKL was panic-lynched in literally 24 hours and the game really went downhill. But I digress, congrats town for the victory anyway.
My reviewers were split on the game balance, though I can see arguments both ways. I agree with you, Kosa, that there were many "has to be town" roles, and that is something I will be very conscious of in future designs.
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I don't have any hard numbers on this, but I'm targeted more often than a black guy driving a beat-up sedan with a broken tail-light and no license plate, and Cy's well aware of that.
The flavor writing was top-notch, enjoyable even for someone who's never player Bioshock, so good job there. I particularly enjoy good flavor, so the amount was just about right for me.
Other than what Kosa's already mentioned, no complaints. I do recall being pretty frustrated that so many lynch opportunities were confirmed town mechanically.
Excellent game, overall, iReb; it was quite fun. Sorry Gen and I couldn't have given a better proving ground for your favorite role.
Kosa, out of curiosity, why kill me? I feel like you would have gotten a lot more mileage out of killing DCIII (and thus stopping him from townclearing multiple people) or killing Fulcrum (and thus making it seem like scum still feared being watched/tracked). Also, I was pretty well convinced you were town, and it seems like you would have had an easier time convincing them to mislynch me than Fulc or DC3 in the endgame.
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@Generic: I wasn't mad with you at all. It happens. The only real sad part was kpaca not getting lynched after you flipped red via DCIII's jail clear.
@Wildfire: What DCIII said. Also, I was adamant in my capacity of getting fulcrum lynched via WIFOM (and BTW at that point she hadn't tracked me yet), so I had to choose between "confirmed townies" as I was too concerned about having a handful of pseudo-cleared town going into the endgame.
So between you and Koolkoal (the "confirmed townies"), I opted for you because if you kept your doublevote into a LyLo situation you would've been instantly autocleared, whereas Kool, as hard as it was, could still be seen as scum since town had tons of power. Even in the case he was universally considered town, I only had to convince him that fulcrum was scum... and well, in that I failed.
Kosa - I thought you played a very strong end game... and I was saying in the spec chat that I like to tell myself I'd have pulled back and been more objective if I was still alive end game, but that's probably denial, heh. You had the wool over my eyes when I died (and I was over confident in the PoE).
Kamikaze: Can you explain why you think Koss is town?
fulcrum: maybe put your vote back on him so we're guaranteed the tie-breaker?
So, this is part of the reason I think KoolKoal is town.
Either he was setting up a vig claim in advance or he sees himself as a vig. I suppose third party is possible?
Meaning that you were already set on voting me no matter what. Why is that?
1) I said I liked Cantrip because his reasoning made sense, not that he was town.
2) At this point of the game, I'm definitely not looking into the pletora of games I've done that. When I get ignored, it's what I do. How is it distancing when, as you said, it was immediately rescinded when my question got answered?
3) Reasoning? They were ******* scum. Their only reasoning was to either appear town or buddy up with Niv, which in fact serves the same purpose.
Funny how you just "notice" my "little slips" in a LyLo situation where you have to hang me because, since I've been caling you scum for the half of the game, chances that I vote Kool for scum are minimum in your head. You don't even do anything: you literally buddy up with the clearly misguided townie to get an easy mislynch and hope to win the game.
******* Mostly Mute Mafia all over again.
Vote Fulcrum
Fulcrum, the only person 100% unambiguously confirmed town is me, and that's only because I had a chance to hammer today and didn't take it (would have won the game instantly if I was scum). Your mechanical clear has the "or has an immunity power" caveat. Which is the same thing as Kosa.
Waiting to see if KoolKoal would take the easy scum path or not. -> Was set on Kosa, so it didn't matter what KoolKoal did.
Nice logic there. I can't even comprehend how you managed to make yourself out to be a victim from that.
We have a day till deadline. Time to choose.
Kool, if you're scum, good job clearing yourself with the daykill.
Fulcrum, if you're scum, good job being townie all game.
vote Kosakosa
Kosa, you've just been proven wrong. Last chance to convince me you're town.
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I guess I'll just take Kosa's silence as a scumclaim.
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BioShock Mafia has ended in a Town Victory. Congratulations to...
KoolKoal, as Daisy Fitzroy, Town Rebel and Assassin
Niv, as Lady Comstock, Town Siren
LnGrrrR, as Andrew Ryan, Town Randian Hypocrite
fulcrum, as Z. H. Comstock, Town Pastor
DCIII, as Jeremiah Fink, Town Billionaire and Dirty Cop Warlord
Wildfire393, as Mr. Bubbles, Town Big Daddy
SelesnynaNewLife, as Brigid Tenenbaum, Town Genetic Scientist
KamikazeArchon, as A Little Sister, Town Little Sister
HookerPunch, as Jack, Town Manchurian Candidate and
Cythare, as A Summoned Soul
for winning BioShock Mafia.
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Robert: “Oh bother.”
Rosalind: “Fiddle sticks.”
Robert: “I thought we had Comstock and Ryan this time sister.”
Rosalind: “As did I brother dearest.”
Robert: “Well, you know what they say.”
Rosalind: “Indeed. The 124th time is a charm.”
Robert: “Quite. Well, shall we then?”
Rosalind: “We shall.”
The Rise of Rapture
“…. Good evening guests. I am but heartbroken to inform you that our gathering must come to an end now. It has been my pleasure to serve as your pianist. May you all have a goodnight and safe trip on the bathysphere.”
The masquerade ball had come to an end — just in time, some thought, as the music had descended far too deep into haunted and demonic side. Fitting though, given what happened at the Kashmir. Rapture had been plunged into the midsts of a civil war between Andrew Ryan and Frank Fontaine, also known as Atlas.
Two bathysphere’s arrived, unusual, given there is but one track leading away from the Fort. One was coloured green and said “Columbia” on it, to the confusion of some.
“What is Columbia?” asked Andrew Ryan.
“Our world; not all of us are from Rapture”, responded Elizabeth.
As six of the guests boarded the Columbia bathysphere, it began to fade from reality, leaving room for the rest of the guests to board the bathysphere to wherever they were headed. The last stop on the bathysphere was the Rapture Control Centre, from where Andrew Ryan has controlled Rapture since its inception.
Back in his office, Andrew Ryan had sat down at his desk and pulled out a note that had been passed to him by Zachary Hale Comstock just prior to his departure on the Columbia bathysphere. It said “Arcadia Tea Garden, look for the symbol “AD” in a circle.”
Comstock and Ryan had been in cahoots for some time now, thanks to Rosalind’s plan to bridge the worlds of Rapture and Columbia in order to bring about the demise of Comstock; after failing 122 consecutive times, you begin to look for new angles of attack. Rosalind theorised that should they bridge the worlds of Rapture and Columbia, they would then be able to orchestrate a battle of the minds in a neutral setting and, with their interference, finally bring down Ryan and Comstock. But they knew in order to do this, they would need to present it in a fashion that would have some sort of benefit to Comstock and Ryan: thus was born the argument that defeating your foes in a bridged universe would forever alter the timeline of history, preventing them coming after you. Of course, it wasn’t true; then again, neither Comstock nor Ryan were quantum physicists, either, so they did not question Rosalind or Robert.
The following evening, Andrew Ryan visited the Tea Garden and true to the note, there was an “AD” symbol encompassed by a circle. Ryan knew he had no choice, after being shown the future where his own sun, Jack, would help Frank Fontaine destroy Rapture. It was kill, or be killed; hunt, or be hunted. He had refused to ever go back to the surface — it was poison, and he’d rather take his own life before living in the police states of the surface. Ryan extended his hand forward to activate the “AD” logo.
Rumble.
The boulder upon which the “AD” was circled began to violently shake, as if an earthquake of all things had gripped Rapture.
“What the hell…” murmured Ryan, as beams of light began to emanate from the boulder right before it shattered into thousands upon thousands of pieces. In its place stood an open tear to Columbia — to the Hand of the Prophet, where Comstock stood.
“Your personal army, Mr. Ryan. Ready for your command.”
“Rise, defenders of freedom!” commanded Andrew Ryan.
One by one, the eyes of Motorised Patriots far and wide as the eye could see came to life. The rumble of their engines, buzzing in unity, was as menacing as the howling of an evening rain cloaked Kansas tornado. They alone possessed enough firepower to destroy Rapture, Nay, half the surface world’s armies thrice over. With one sentence, Ryan cemented himself as one of the most powerful people on Earth.
It had been two days since the acquisition of the Patriots, and all was quiet throughout Rapture. Neither Ryan or Fontaine had made a move; not that Ryan needed to act in haste, given his army, but he feared Fontaine. He feared giving Fontaine time, for Fontaine has managed to outmanoeuvre Ryan at every turn thus far.
“The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me” murmured Ryan. It was his favourite quote from Ayn Rand; it was what motivated him to spearhead the creation of Rapture. Ryan needed no ones permission to pursue his utopia — he was a free man, after all. And just as he needed no ones permission to create Rapture, he sure as hell did not need permission to defend his life, liberty, and property.
“Execute Order 17,” spoke Ryan from his secure compound. With that, the beginning of the end of the Rapture Civil War was underway. Squadrons of Motorised Patriots descended to every corner of Rapture, from Point Prometheus to Fort Frolic to the Medical Pavilion. Scores of people were massacred ruthlessly by the Patriots — all known supporters of Fontaine, as Ryan smiled from behind his desk. Area by area of Rapture would be liberated over the coming days.
Two days later, all but one area had been seized by the Ryan blitzkrieg: Neptune’s Bounty. To the surprise of Ryan, the first squadron of Patriots had failed to seize Neptune’s Bounty. But they came close too, and so four squadrons of Patriots were sent to assault the Bounty in waves. After the third wave hit, they were able to punch through. Casualties were numerous as the Patriots advanced — hundreds of Fontaine’s most die hard supporters and warriors were holed up in Neptune’s, waiting for the surprised offensive to hit. It was just that — a surprise, to Fontaine. He had been laying low, planning his own blitzkrieg when Ryan’s gadgets attacked. It was the first, and will be the last time that Ryan was capable of getting the drop on him. Fontaine knew he was hopelessly beaten, that he didn’t have an exit plan this time.
There he stood, alone, in the back of his compound, armed to the teeth. You could hear the Patriots advancing, quickly, the cries and screams of soldiers in the wind.
And then it went silent; like the eye of the storm had passed overhead. Seconds felt like minutes; minutes like hours.
Boom.
The Patriots breached the final compound door. Fontaine immediately fired, winging one of them, but dozens of Patriots and their turret guns unloaded on Fontaine, shredding him from head to toe. The war was over, and Ryan reigns supreme in Rapture.
“Look, mom!” shouted a young boy. “Mr. Sander is back from his trip to France!”
It had been three years since the end of the war. Andrew Ryan ruthlessly exterminated all those who stood in his way; all those who stood with Fontaine. The seeds of doubt were burned, ruined, never to come back again. But winning the war and winning the peace were two different things. In the immediate aftermath of the war, Ryan took to the airwaves to reassure the populace that the dream of liberty and freedom was still alive; that a new dawn was in the works for Rapture.
Ryan spent three years working to rebuild Rapture; to market it above, from below, as the safe haven for the oppressed. Some of the best minds, from the writers to the businessmen were migrating to Rapture, tired of the oppression from the surface world. Within a year, Rapture had turned the corner. Cleanup efforts had begun to restore the charm and beauty that was the city. Businesses had begun to re-open; new ones took the place of those unable to succeed.
Rapture, just two short years after the Civil War, had returned to its hay day of success just before the Kashmir bombings. As the third year of peace begun, Rapture was setting records for success above and beyond what it had in the past. That prompted a meeting of the minds, the business owners and wealthy who were the de facto rulers of Rapture. They had agreed that the success in just three short years had surpassed anything imaginable, and so they wondered, just how far could it really go? By mid year they had arranged a meeting with Andrew Ryan at the Rapture Control Centre to discuss it. Ryan immediately opposed it, saying there was no need to have but the barest of bare contact with the “filth” from the surface. But they continued to press their case and offered a compromise: a trial program. Let an established figure in the community, perhaps Sander Cohen, some suggested, go to the surface and see how it worked out? If Sander was able to be successful and capable of bringing revenue home to fuel the continued success and expansion of Rapture, who are we to stop it?
Ryan relented; he was sure in his mind that it would be a failure of memorable proportions. But the inverse was true. It had been a massive success. Sander’s time in France had drawn the attention of thousands of people, who were interested in purchasing not only his art work by the dozen, but it sparked an interest in all things associated with Rapture. It led to the liberalisation of tourism laws; of import/export laws. It was, ironically, and poetically enough, the last key to the everlasting success of Rapture: That which helped spark a Civil War was the last key to her future.
Rapture has been saved.
The seed of the Prophet shall sit the throne and drown in flame the Mountains of Men
”Booker! Watch out!”
Crash.
Just as Elizabeth yelled for Booker to move, a spire from the roof of Comstock house came crashing down, striking Booker in the knees, pinning him. Try as she might, Elizabeth wasn’t able to free Booker before forces loyal to Comstock arrived.
“NO. YOU CAN’T!” shouted Elizabeth as she restrained by two firemen.
“NO. BOOKER NO!”
Bang.
“Booker…” said Elizabeth as she dropped to her knees, tears pouring down her cheeks. Booker had just come into her life all of two days ago, and now he was gone. Elizabeth grew as a person more in those two days than she had in the past two years; Booker showed her what her own city looked like. What it was like to dance and sing; to eat cotton candy. To be vulnerable. Sure, their brief relationship had it stressful moments too — Elizabeth did slap him with a wrench when he attempted to send them to New York. But there was a connection between Booker and Elizabeth that was uncanny; it was as if they had known each other for many years. Now? Now he is gone.
“Did you really think it would end any other way, my child?”
“I’m not your child, you murderer.”
“Take her to the tower.”
Just like that, Elizabeth found herself back in the tower on Monument Island. Back to her prison, where she was condemned to spend her days until Comstock beckons for her. Her and Booker barely escaped Song Bird the first time, and it took both of them. There was no way she’d be able to escape and evade Song Bird herself.
Time went by slowly at first — every hour seemed like a lifetime. No amount of reading, of studying, seemed to help. The hours became days, the days became weeks, and the weeks became months. Eventually she lost track of time, even the date. “What was the point?”, she often asked herself. “Better to keep myself occupied than to dwell” she thought. It seemed to work, for the depression that Elizabeth found herself in eventually gave way to the return of her sunny disposition.
Three years to the day after Booker died, Comstock had finally beckoned her. As she was escorted from her prison to the Hand of the Prophet. There lay Comstock, deathly ill; she knew many a year ago, before even meeting Booker, that Comstock was sick, that he didn’t have too many years left. It appeared as if the Prophet would soon be meeting his end. And so, too, would Elizabeth, because she knew what his death meant for her future. Comstock looked at her, smiling, knowing that he had “won”.
“My child… the time is near.”
“I’m not your child you bastard.”
“OUCH!” shouted Elizabeth as she was stricken by one of the firemen who had escorted her.
“The seed of the Prophet shall sit the throne and drown in flame the Mountains of Men.”
“You understand, do you not, Elizabeth? That upon my death you shall bring to the people the righteous and holy judgement of I, the Prophet.”
“Go to hell, you —“, Elizabeth again was stricken by the fireman.
“Bring the child to me.”
“NO” shouted Elizabeth
“LET ME GO!”
“Quiet, child. It shall be over soon”, whispered Comstock as he embraced Elizabeth’s forehead with his hand, mumbling to himself in prayer.
“The seed of the Prophet shall sit the throne and drown in flame the Mountains of Men. Go forth, my child.”
“Yes, father.”
It was set. The Prophet was dead and the Mountains of Men were destined to smoulder at the hands of his hand chosen executioner: Elizabeth.
“Arm the blimps with Patriots and missiles. Have the Hand of the Goddess ready.”
“Yes Elizabeth!” shouted row upon row of faithful soldiers. The first city that Elizabeth attacked was Paris — Comstock made sure of that. He wanted to take great pleasure in watching from above as Paris, the city of her dreams, burned in judgement for its sins. And that, he did, as the seventh arrondissement was the first target for the firemen and Patriots. They stormed the city, slaughtering all those they encountered. Men, women, children. It made no difference. It took just six minutes for the assault to claim the Eiffel Tower.
Boom.
That was the sound heard as people came to a halt, watching their beloved Tower crumble to the ground.
Once Paris was judged, next was London. Then Moscow. Berlin. Elizabeth and the Patriots marched across Europe, handing down the judgement of Comstock. It wasn’t until Italy, of all places, that the Patriots suffered their first set back. Their assault was blunted, albeit with heavy loss of life, but they did. Peace reigned in Italy for just three short days before the next assault was launched, this time helmed by the Hand of the Goddess. The Italians, who had given hope to others worldwide that this onslaught could be blunted, folded in three hours.
In Washington, DC, they had begun making preparations for when the Patriots came. They didn’t know when they’d come, but they knew they would; it was, after all, what Comstock had promised years ago. Six months had passed since the last of the Patriots were spotted — they had spent three months non-stop delivering what they called the “judgement of the Prophet”. Religious groups from every corner of the world were in shambles, for this kind of devastation was reserved for the end of the world scenarios that religions foretold. Yet none had an answer for what was happening.
It was 2:37 AM on the night of December 23rd when the first Patriots were spotted in New York City. They had attacked in the cover of night; Elizabeth herself, for only the second time, was personally leading the attack. A firebomb hit an apartment complex in Brooklyn, instantly levelling it and killing everyone inside. Patriots soon flooded the cities boroughs as Elizabeth stood on the deck of the Hand of the Goddess, watching the destruction. Building after building fell; screams of despair filled the air as people pleaded for mercy before the Patriots. But on that night, mercy was not to be shown, not even to the child who grasped her teddy bear, calling out for her mommy.
The assault continued on throughout the night into the morning. As the sun rose above New York City, the sky was filled with smoke from the burning buildings. New York had been reduced to a smouldering crater of debris. New York, the home of Booker DeWitt, was no more. New York, according to Comstock, represented the sins of humanity the world over. Greed. Lust. Gluttony. Progress. The world in which New York existed, and stood for, was diametrically opposed to the world that Comstock sought to build, where all persons bowed to him, and the poor were rightfully enslaved by the rich for that was the will of God. City by city throughout America eventually succumbed to Columbia ; after New York it was Boston and Philadelphia on New Years Day. In Atlanta, the Patriots suffered just their second defeat, but unlike Italy, it took Elizabeth and the Patriots six attempts to siege the city, but also like Italy, they eventually succeeded and reducing Atlanta to a footnote in a history book.
Washington, DC, had been spared so far, though no one knew why. But when Columbia was founded, many of the residents, from the citizenry to the Senators and Representatives, remembered that when Comstock was rebuffed on capital hill, he foretold this very sequence of events. That those who stood in opposition would be judged when the seed of the Prophet shall sit the throne and drown in flame the Mountains of Men.
The Mountains of Men were no more, as Earth fell to the Seed of the Prophet.
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I will have my post game notes, thoughts, opinions, and MVP awards written sometime tomorrow.
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Good game everyone.
Anyway, there is something I wanted to ask fulcrum about, but also figured others would want to weigh in on. it all started with this PM on night... 4 I wanna say:
So, basically my concern has to relate to the fact of how he inferred this information. Now I had to look back at KK's claim initially. All he claimed was a delayed day vig (Should have said poisoner, but po-tat-o po-ta-to, to-ma-to to-mat-o and all that jazz.) Now he did not claim this part initially, but KK was a one shot. Given the shortened twilight, I would have inferred that there were no actions that needed to be done during twilight, thus making KK clear.
Also 2 kills on the scum team? in a Mini?! Never gonna pass review without a few ways to prevent deaths, even as a one shot. Could have been a neutral, but again given the fact that we only have had one death each night and the shortened twilight 4, unlikely at worse, and could be dealt with at 3 Players.
To fulcrum: never doubt yourself again on a ninja, especially with your role and how powerful it was. Your role was a dead giveaway that there is quite possibly a role that is foiled by a ninja. Obviously this is an oversight that is easy to miss, but one to keep in mind in future games, especially if you get a role that appears blatantly OP.
As for the rest of the endgame, seems town got a bit sloppy. While you did make the right lynch in the end, the fact that none of you left no lynch off the table to get to 3P is shocking. You had fulcrum mechanically clear, Kosa^2 not quite cleared, KK mechanically cleared (Again not realized by town at first,) and Kami not cleared. This of course all changed when Kami did not hammer, but it still should have been on the table in the beginning (Actually may have been best for Kosa^2 to be pushing for this now that I think about it.)
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It's funny because I was sharing in the spec chat that I had Generic as my top read and Kosa among them heading into the Night after Day 1 (forgot that LnGr had fallen back to my scum reads because he was flipped most of the game - thought he was either scum or a bomb-type role), but I jailed Niv because I thought Kool was the vig and was going to shoot one and didn't want to save his target (and Niv was my other read and Kool hadn't expressed suspicion on him). Here's what I sent iRebel after N1:
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Mafia Win % = 75%
Overall Win % = 75%
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2014: Best Town Player
2014: Best Overall Player
I thought modgaming by trying to decide whether a ninja balanced better than a one shot poisoner (remember, there was a protective role) was a bad idea, so I fell back on previous behavior and one behavioral test as a final confirmation. I don't think there's anything wrong with that.
I'd like to think that in mylo I'd have put it together that the ninja was more likely than scum having a poisoner kill and using it on their own teammate - but who knows. KoolKoal's talk about lynching Cythare in mylo I think would have appeared like grasping at straws to me and that one Kosa post really did have me going.
Town Win % = 75%
Mafia Win % = 75%
Overall Win % = 75%
Completed Game Log
2014: Best Mafia Performance (Group)
2014: Most Improved Player
2014: Best Town Player
2014: Best Overall Player
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In this case, I figured it was fairly safe to push it, as it was stupid but not threatening to the town as long as they didn't over-react to it.
I actually thought it was kind of towny, because it was just so out there.
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EDIT: Oh, and the fact that dkings actively defended Niv Day 1, which would have been protecting his "buddy" while getting credit for protecting a townie in this scenario.
But originally, I was thinking cythare would enter the game for real when Niv died if I was right. So after he didn't, I was fairly sure I was wrong; I still wanted to be humored though.
KoolKoal, props for being able to show us towniness in a pretty bad situation.
My apologies to my hydra-mate, Generic, for being a crappy hydra-mate. And apologies to everyone else for being a no-show for most of the game.
Draft my cube! (630 cards)
Let’s start by addressing the elephant in the room: The special rule. The long and short of it is that as I was drafting role PMs, I noticed two things:
(1) That because the BioShock universe has such a limited pool of characters, I was running into issues with certain characters being a certain alignment. For example, Daisy and Comstock both being town. In BioShock Infinite, they’re mortal enemies hellbent on each others death, and the only way I could conclude to solve that would have been to, essentially, re-write the whole story of Infinite from the ground up, and I wasn’t prepared to do that. The same applies to Booker and Elizabeth (who would never be opposed to one another in Infinite) and Ryan and Fontaine (who would never be allies). My worry was that, given the vast popularity of these games, that someone would try and flavour game, correctly, that Booker and Elizabeth had to be the same alignment and that Ryan/Fontaine would be opposing alignments, thus breaking the game with flavour gaming. That led me to either re-do the characters (which I tried, but I couldn’t get a working set I liked), or just outright ban name claiming to prevent the game from being broken via flavour gaming.
(2) When drafting false flavour, I noticed that the flavour segments were severely lacking compared to the main characters. For example, Elizabeth’s flavour clocked in at 1,347 words. The shortest flavour piece was Jack’s, and that itself was 548 words. None of the false flavours were breaking 350, and I was concerned that if I provided such weak flavour segments for the Mafia to claim, that I would inevitably be tilting the game towards one side and I didn’t want to do that.
Those two points came together to lead to banning the claiming of true IDs. It was a silver bullet, albeit a sloppy one, to a conundrum I wasn’t having much luck solving. I honestly cannot assess how much it impacted the discourse of the game, so I’d like some thoughts from everyone on that.
Lesson Learned: Regardless of whether or not it negatively impacted the game, I wasn’t a fan of such a draconian rule and, in retrospect, wish I had of delayed the game to find a reasonable solution. Going forward, I won’t repeat this mistake.
Next up, the SNL Modkill: First and foremost I believe I owe the Mafia team, collectively, an apology for how that was handled. It should have either ended the day, or I should have done it over Night. In the end, I have no real defence of it. There is a very real argument to be made that had I of ended the day instead of allowing it to continue, it could have impacted the outcome of the game. As a Mod, that’s the last thing you want to do.
Lesson Learned: Modkills always, without a doubt, either end the day or occur over Night.
Next: Fixed Twilight and coloured votes. The whole Fixed Twilight came about out of my personal annoyance of having on more than once occasion been typing a twilight post, only to preview it and see the Mod had appeared and sent it to Night. The Twilight period never really was utilised, so I will end up scrapping that from my games going forward. The coloured votes came about from having read a lot of Guardman’s games, where he requires magenta and it seemed to have worked well for those games. I didn’t account for the fact that a lot of people play on mobile devices now, so trying to input a lot of bbcode can be bothersome (especially in light of how awful this forum is on said devices). That also won’t return in future games I run.
Onto game design!
In the year or so that I’ve been playing Mafia, I’ve pretty much hung out in the Mini queue because they’re like mini-specialities, where God only knows what kind of shenanigans you’ll encounter. For me, my favourite aspect of Mafia isn’t so much playing it, but the mechanics of the game and how that can be played with. I find myself drawn to games where the mechanics are outside the norm to some degree. Two of my favourite games to date are Dr. Polyopticon’s and Futurama, because I enjoyed the twists and turns. In Dr. P’s, we had a modified cult leader and two cop variants: One compared the alignment of two players, and the other investigated the instrument classes to see how many of each there were. That game and its design and outside the box thinking were heavy inspirations for the development of this game. In Futurama, one of the roles was a Doctor/Inventor hybird, and I thoroughly enjoyed it because the Inventor portion of the role was somewhat random insofar as you could send gadgets to planets only, and each planet was associated with a player. It required a slightly different style of play.
So, that said, let’s delve into the roles and examine them (I’ll be going in the same order the role PMs appear on the first page). Also keep in mind this game was originally designed and written as Family Guy, so I’ll be discussing that in each role too.
Booker. Originally started as Meg Griffin, and as a 2 shot Roleblocker. This was changed late in review to a 2 shot Role Cop out of concern that with Fontaine, the Mafia team might be too strong. In the beginning, Booker/Meg started with a device that was a one-shot roleblock and would pass it to Elizabeth/Stewie upon their death, but ultimately, that didn’t make the final cut.
Elizabeth. Originally started out as Stewie Griffin. Elizabeth/Stewie dominated the discussions during review, as Elizabeth is by far and large the most powerful role in the game. We went through several different ideas, both on tweaks and ways to dial back the power without completely neutering the role. For comparison sake, here is the very first draft of Stewie’s role PM:
Instead of having to “upgrade”, Stewie just started out with all of his abilities, which not only makes him more powerful to begin with, but the non-modified version of The Weather Device gave the Mafia team enormous amounts of power right from the get to. We eventually settled on two ways to keep the same general power level, but not make it so oppressive:
(1) Change the Weather Device to a delayed mass roleblock and;
(2) Institute some kind of upgrade system.
This also let us eliminate the item pass from Booker to Elizabeth upon his death, letting the Mafia start with a one shot roleblock instead of inheriting it. I spent a great deal of time on this role — moreso than any other. I must have research about three dozen games on MTGS as well as perusing Mafia Scum’s forums and wiki for ideas. I don’t know how well I can articulate it, but I really like the idea of the Mafia having a JoAT instead of the town. It makes more logical sense, to me, that a three man unit would have a skilled Jack of All Trades compared to a nine person unit who is more likely to have individually skilled persons. Mafia JoATs, correctly or not, strike me as having more design space as well.
From a flavour perspective, Stewie was by far and large the most intelligent person of the Family Guy cast, and the story was driven by Stewie himself, so it made sense for him to assume the most powerful role. The same is true of Elizabeth, to some degree. She’s easily the most powerful being in the Infinite universe, though this story wasn’t so much driven by her as it was the Lutece’s who were trying to achieve their goal of killing Comstock and Ryan.
I can’t say whether or not I’m pleased with how this role came out with Generic/Cantrip being killed so early.
Frank Fontaine. Originally Eliza Pinchley, this slot was a goon up until the very end of the review process, where one of the reviewers thought the game was a little town sided. Originally Fontaine was going to be an odd/even Ninja/Godfather (ie, switching every other night), but one of my reviewers objected to that, so we settled on making it a modular pre-game decision. In the end, I’m only somewhat pleased with it — I like the idea and concept of modular roles, but in retrospect, 9/10 times the Ninja is the correct decision, so it really isn’t all that modular.
Daisy Fitzroy. Originally The Man in White. Taken right from the FG canon, the Man in White tried to poison a group of teenagers to secure his own divinity, which is why this slot was a poison vig instead of a regular vig. Originally Daisy did not start with her shot; she started with the ability to concoct a poison on spot and would gain control of it the following phase and use it that phase (ie, if concocted during the Day phase, you get your shot at Night and have to shoot at Night). Ultimately my reviewers felt that was a little too much hoopla, so we changed it to a straight one shot poison vig. In addition to flavour, I settled on poison because (1) we don’t see it too much and (2) most Vigs are Night Vigs, so I wanted to try something different. I thought having a straight “bang you’re dead” Day Vig was a bit much, and ran into the scenario of having a flip before a lynch (much like the modkill I botched, which in retrospect I wish I had of thought about XD). Poison seemed to be the happy medium.
I was relatively happy with the way this role played out in the end.
Lady Comstock. Originally Joe Swanson. Masons in a 12 player game does too many odd things to game math, but I wanted some kind of Mason as they’re one of my favourite roles. The solution? Stealing a role from AsianInvasion straight up, from his Hobbit Mafia. I liked this role quite a lot, and I feel as if it worked out just right in the end, despite the relatively tame nature of it compared to other roles. It allowed a player to have someone with a completely neutral set of eyes help form opinions and bounce ideas off of. Someone, I think it was KoolKoal, mentioned something about having Cythare replace Niv when he died, and I’m sufficiently intrigued by the idea. Might have to toy with that at a later date.
Andrew Ryan. Originally Asian Reporter Tricia Takanawa. By far my favourite role in the game. Not a lot to say because LnGrrrR died early, but I will definitely be keeping this in my rotation.
Z. H. Comstock. Originally Herbert the dirty old man. This was my least favourite role in both design and execution. It’s a lot more powerful than I originally thought it was, and in the end, feels very inelegant compared to everything else. It screams that there is either a ninja or some kind of manipulation role within the Mafia, which is poor design I think — roles from the town perspective should not reveal what kind of power(s) the minority has. If I could re-do this role, there’s a number of different ways I would handle it:
(1) Make it double modular, meaning that fulcrum would have been presented two pairs (Tracker/Watcher)(Voyeur/Follower) and would have had to select one from each pair. Then she would have received four one shot abilities, two of each, to use.
(2) Straight modular Tracker/Watcher, similar to Kosakosa’s role (which Kosakosa actually theorised existed; when I saw his speculation I was kicking myself for not thinking of that earlier).
(3) Allow fulcrum to have all four abilities, but require an activation cost for them (points, tokens, whatever). Track/Watch: 5 points each; Follow: 3 Points; Voyeur: 2 points, and have her start with 10 points.
Jeremiah Fink. Originally Glenn Quagmire. So in theory, I really like Jailers because there’s a lot of tension involved. Do you jail someone you expect to be NK’d, but risk roleblocking them? Or do you try and roleblock the mafia? There’s a bit of give and take with it. But the downside to that give and take is that in a game with a lot of power roles, it’s quite easy to find yourself in a conundrum whereby you may inadvertently harm your team rather than help. I’ve walked out of this game with the impression that Jailers would be better suited for a lower power game and that this slot would have been better off as a Doctor instead.
Mr. Bubbles. Originally Carter Pewterschmidt. So this role isn’t all that exciting. It came about from a flavour perspective — Carter is the richest man in all of Quahog so it would make sense for him to have some additional influence. KamikazeArchon was the unknown enabler; should he have died, Wildfire would have lost his double vote. We debated whether or not the enabler should know they are, in fact, an enabler, but we decided against that for the same reason I opted for AsianInvasion’s mason role: it would lead to a scenario where both players would be town confirmed, and in a 12 player game, two confirmed townies from the get go does weird things to game math.
MVPs
Town MVP goes to KoolKoal and fulcrum. KoolKoal for his spectacular reads and correctly vigging Cantrip. fulcrum for starting the D1 wagon on DK and successfully pushing it through and was able to see through Kosakosa despite mechanical deception.
Mafia MVP goes to Kosakosa, who I thought played a very strong game with his back to the wall. I’ll be honest, even in a dicey LyLo situation, I went into Day 5 thinking Kosakosa would be able to pull off the victory based on what he had said in the Mafia chat. Sadly it seems RL got in his way, since he was missing in action for most of Day 5 — had he of been around and active, I wouldn’t have been terribly surprised if he had somehow managed to pull it off.
So with that, I think I’ve covered everything except for a few questions I’d like everyone to answer:
1. Thoughts on the flavour? Good? Bad? Indifferent?
2. Any critiques/complaints/criticisms?
I know it there a things I should have handled differently, and some design flaws I wish I had of caught before the game went live, but such is life. I do hope you all had fun playing this game — I had a blast designing it and hosting it, and I have learned a LOT from this endeavour that, hopefully, will make the next game I design even more enjoyable.
If anyone has questions, I would be more than happy to field them.
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It sucks that I couldn't really put any effort into the endgame, but I don't think I'd have many chances since Kool made an awesome endgame job and it's already hard as **** to convince fulcrum I'm town when I'm town, let alone when I'm scum.
Loved the game. Had some great times, but although I may be a little bit biased on this, I think town was a little bit too strong. Even considering our poor play, as I said in the scumchat, the only reason we didn't lose the game even earlier on PoE was Generic correctly pinning LnG's PR. I think the main problem with town was that they had way too much "has to be town" roles:
We started off going for cccc', he claimed (and proved) to be a double-voter: towncleared.
Then we moved for fulcrum, who claimed to be "cop equivalent": towncleared.
Like, talk about bad luck: our easiest early mislynches were proven to be unlynchable. Had LnG claimed, he would most certainly also be considered towncleared, as DCIII as the game's sole protective role.
Then SNL ended up modkilled instead of lynched, DKL was panic-lynched in literally 24 hours and the game really went downhill. But I digress, congrats town for the victory anyway.
Oh and I can finally sig this from the scumchat:
Spec chat anyone?
EDIT: Nvm I'm dumb
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Other than what Kosa's already mentioned, no complaints. I do recall being pretty frustrated that so many lynch opportunities were confirmed town mechanically.
Excellent game, overall, iReb; it was quite fun. Sorry Gen and I couldn't have given a better proving ground for your favorite role.
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Town Win % = 75%
Mafia Win % = 75%
Overall Win % = 75%
Completed Game Log
2014: Best Mafia Performance (Group)
2014: Most Improved Player
2014: Best Town Player
2014: Best Overall Player
@Wildfire: What DCIII said. Also, I was adamant in my capacity of getting fulcrum lynched via WIFOM (and BTW at that point she hadn't tracked me yet), so I had to choose between "confirmed townies" as I was too concerned about having a handful of pseudo-cleared town going into the endgame.
So between you and Koolkoal (the "confirmed townies"), I opted for you because if you kept your doublevote into a LyLo situation you would've been instantly autocleared, whereas Kool, as hard as it was, could still be seen as scum since town had tons of power. Even in the case he was universally considered town, I only had to convince him that fulcrum was scum... and well, in that I failed.
Town Win % = 75%
Mafia Win % = 75%
Overall Win % = 75%
Completed Game Log
2014: Best Mafia Performance (Group)
2014: Most Improved Player
2014: Best Town Player
2014: Best Overall Player
Maybe I should've killed Kami instead of you... Heh