A small town on the border of Texas, filled with citizens and 15 Cowboys who, for the most part, had worked together on cattle drives. That is, before two of them were shot in the bar in town. Apparently one of them had let it slip that one of their biggest jobs was coming up, and then, from eyewitness accounts, they both were suddenly dead. The assailant flee'd the bar with a group of 3 others. At this point, it's become personal. The remaining Cowboys are now working together to find the traitor in their ranks, to avenge their friend. People who they had just recently talked to, who now lied died in some bar.
General Rules
Any general Mafiascum rules and Little Italy rules will apply in every situation.
Don't be an ass. You should know what I mean by this.
Don't quote anything out of thread. This includes, but is not limited to, private chats, PMs, etc.
Talking when dead is prohibited.
Days last 2 weeks, nights 48 hours.
When player majority is reached on a player, they will be lynched.
Failure to do any actions, including lynches, will result in no actions being acted upon.
Failure to post within 48 hours results in a prod. You will be replaced if you do not respond within 24 hours. If you do respond, but receive another prod later on, you will be replaced.
If you intend on going V/LA, please PM me. When V/LA, players have 48 hours to respond to a prod rather than the originial two.
Flavour has no effect on gameplay. Do not use it to determine anything.
Players may not use two actions in one night.
This is my mod color. Do not use it.
A role named Gunslinger exists. You may speculate on it's alignment and ability.
Failure to follow said rules will result in punishment under the discretion me, or if necessary, the listmod (N)
You do not have any actions or special abilities. Your vote is your only ability to support town.
You win when all scum factions are eliminated, and town has at least 1 player left standing.
Last edited by Killthestory on Sat Jul 09, 2016 8:58 pm, edited 36 times in total.
Roles have been sent out. Please, once again, confirm by sending a PM back detailing your alignment and role. Once 9/13 players have done this, the game may begin. I'm excited to start!
The three of them were casting way glances at each other in the sort of triangle they had made. Each had their hand poised over their gun, ready for a quick draw at seemingly any moment. The three cowboys, all experienced enough to know that the other wouldn't hesitate to shoot them, so they couldn't hesitate back. Their wide brimmed hats hid their expression well, but to anyone who could see it, it was one of grim determination. All it would take was a single twitch and...
"Ahoy Gunslingers!" called out one of the locals.
"Cut! Cut!" The producer ran onto the set. "Who do you think you are, calling out ahoy in this time period! This is clearly the time of the great plains, and you're over here acting like a damn pirate! Those weren't even lines in the actual film! You think you're good enough to make your own lines? Yeah right, get your own degree in writing, and then we'll see about you making your own lines. For now, you can be the simple boy that sets this gunfight off. That's all you are, and you won't amount to anything else. Alright?"
The actor, the supposed pirate dressed up in the native's dirty clothes, looked down at his feet. He knew that the line wasn't there, but it just didn't fit. What person in their right mind would think to themselves that "Gunslingers" was enough of a way to greet three hard cowboys. It simply wasn't, but this producer didn't seem to know or even care. Typical.
As everybody else was preparing for another shoot, grumbling that the scene was perfect except for his mess up, he walked to the side of the room and called his mom, who he still lived with but would refuse to tell anyone. He called her since she had called him during one of the takes, ruining that one as well. She picked it. "Oh my god, Daniel, you're missing it! You promised you'd be here to play mafia with me and my friends!"
He hated that game. He never told his mom, of course, but it was such a nerdy game. Only losers played it in his mind, at least. He didn't say that. "Alright, Mom, I'll be there in a bi-" He noticed the producer waving him back, "Sorry, I have to go. Tell your friends to possibly hold on for me, alright? Love you, bye." He didn't wait for an answer before he hung up. He was determined to get his part right, even if it wasn't the most important part in the world.
Hello all. This is my first game that isn't a newbie game on the site. Look forward to this. I may have gained a negative reputation from my two games but I'm gonna fix that. Been reading some finished Ganges and while reading i tried to predict who was scum while reading. I failed pretty miserably most the time. Anyways,
In post 17, Transcend wrote:Hello all. This is my first game that isn't a newbie game on the site. Look forward to this. I may have gained a negative reputation from my two games but I'm gonna fix that. Been reading some finished Ganges and while reading i tried to predict who was scum while reading. I failed pretty miserably most the time. Anyways,
VOTE: chumba
Most players do so don't feel bad.
FYI: Activity on weekends are usually minimal
Alt of Robbnva and Jake From State Farm among others.