NY 161: Overly-Posh Mafia (POSH WIN - NIGHT X)

[MattP]

majiffy is scum but ok

[zabriel]

I'm dead now?

That's cool.

Vanilla Town...bitch

[ActionDan]

smell's like a lie

[ActionDan]

but if you raised on the flop i'd probably fold

[Vifam]

I forgot to push on ActionDan today

Whatever

[zabriel]

Please continue to call me scum. I want everybody to know who is picking on the easy mislynch as usual.

[ActionDan]

I forgot to push on ActionDan today

Whatever

I think it's time you go

[zabriel]

So, now that I'm flipping town, what are you guys doing tomorrow?

[MattP]

I believe him

I think Majiffy should die tomorrow

I think I should be investigated tonight for several reasons that I won't disclose

Those are my super helpful opinions

[buldermar]

So, now that I'm flipping town, what are you guys doing tomorrow?

I'm heading to the uni at ~11:45 AM to do an assignment on developmental psychology with my three other group members. Then I'm heading to the doctors for a brief visit. Then I'll go workout for about one and a half hour. Then I have a date at her place ~7:00 PM. Voila

[buldermar]

Oh, and the doctors is at 3:50 PM.

[Vifam]

I forgot to push on ActionDan today

Whatever

I think it's time you go

Pop Pop Pop, watching niggas drop

[zabriel]

That's pretty cool Buldermar. Sounds like a good time. And you won't even have to check this game because it'll be night! I'd call that a win.

[buldermar]

What about you, zabriel? What are you going to do tomorrow once you've flipped town?

[Vifam]

What

[buldermar]

I'll have time to check the game in the morning and after my workout, at the very least..

[buldermar]

What

I say what what

[zabriel]

Eh, got some more games to check. I might watch some DS9. Love my Netflix man.

[Majiffy]

that'd be great.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjJCdCXFslY

Yeeeeeahhhhhhh

[pirate mollie]

god I wish you people would listen to me about majiffy.

[zabriel]

I'll ask Nacho to shoot Majiffy from the Dead QT. I'm sure it will work.

[Maestro]

VoteCount #3.FINAL

buldermar -

1

[L-8]

I Am Innocent
Majiffy

3

[L-6]

borkjerfkin, zabriel
zabriel -

9

[L-0]

Aj the Epic, penguin_alien, PeregrineV, Lord Mhork, Vifam, UberNinja, AngryPidgeon, TheReverend, MattP
TheReverend -

1

[L-8]

Majiffy
UberNinja -

1

[L-8]

buldermar

With 16 alive it took 9 to Lynch.

Not Voting:

ActionDan, pirate mollie

Time of Hammer:

Sunday, February 17th @ 1:19 PM

VOTE: Zabriel

Whatever just end the day

Deadline:

Friday, February 22nd @ 6:52 AM

BANKED TIME FOR DAY 4:

4 days, 17 hours, 33 minutes

zabriel was Lynched. He was a

Vanilla Townie

.

[Maestro]

The following flavor is just that: flavor.

Everyone filed back into the Never-Ending Posh Party at 161 N. New York Avenue feeling quite glum.
They'd burnt themselves out over the first couple of days and twas definitely beginning to show.

Six of their number had been pairs of siamese twins, first graciously welcomed into the household until one half of one of the pairs spontaneously died, or got a handsaw and decided to leave

...whichever is less gruesome to you...

suffice to say, Boner Police became something it wasn't before. The next unfortunate pair were The Underachivers - thusly misspelled was their name in life, so to were they forgotten in death. But they were double-dipping the crisps into the hummus dip on the side table, so everyone agreed it was best they were got rid of. It must've been quite a hard decision, since everyone retired to their rooms shortly after Mr. Achivers was taken out back

and shot

, er, I mean...escorted off the premises.

The party continued regardless.

That night however, I (the Host) had made a grievous error whilst delivering mail to the various guests - instead of risking the complications that could occur once the party resumed, I threw one of the other pair of siamese twins out the window. (Oh, and my gracious they weren't they heavy. I remember one time I tried to carry a dead Turk from the bedroom of my daughter - he was quite heavy. Maybe it's a foreign thing. Why, no TRUE Englishman would DARE to die in another's house. Especially somebody they didn't even know...) Suffice to say, Herobrine too left the building. I pulled in two friends to replace him just as the guests were coming in for another Day at the party - another pair of siamese twins, if memory serves - and the party continued without a hitch.

Oh sure, we'd lost others along the way and since: there was the teenager that'd been invited last-minute; he'd stormed out in a huff when he'd heard there were no more chocolate eclairs. Then there was that exceedingly ODD chap who'd just waltzed into the party, sat himself down, and hadn't said a word the entire time...why, it was one of the creepiest things I'd ever seen in my entire life. Why join a party if you're not going to PARTY, am I right chaps?

By the time I walked back over to the table where he'd been sitting to ask him if he was alright, he'd gone! Not a trace! So I walked out onto the street and brought in some posh student from a nearby University to replace him. The young man does well enough, but he's not all that sociable. Also, it seems he's taken an entire bottle of wine for himself...when he's not drinking straight from it, he twirling it round and round in his hands like some sort of bulbous, alcoholic cane or something.

I'd just hoped we wouldn't have to drag anyone else in off the street.

But, OF COURSE, as with everything else about the party, my hopes here were dashed.

I had to find another replacement - but I NEVER expected it to be for my security guard! Why, I'd hired the man for the party just in case something terrible were to happen! And it did! I'd say my foresight was in tip top shape, but when the man hadn't done anything about Vi's death I began to think maybe I'd made a mistake. It turns out, I was right again. Yippee. He'd left before the end of the first Day or the party, and could be found sitting out on the front stoop smoking. He'd poke his head in from time to time just to yell at everyone, then leave. It really was infuriating.

So I'd fired him and had him replaced. (a charming chap, apparently quite talented with his fingers - though God knows only one of the ladies was interested in trying them out...I do wonder if it was them I heard last Night but I hadn't the courage to ask her at his funeral)

I almost shouldn't've bothered. Woke up this morning and the new bloke was stone dead.

Real shame, but there you have it.

NOW! Shall I spend what would've been his salary on the extra coffee, or on caviar? Decisions, decisions...

[Maestro]

buldermar has been killed Night 3.
He was a

Compulsive Bodyguard

.

Day 4 begins now. You banked 4 days, 17 hours, 33 minutes from Day 3.

Deadline / Bankable Time for Day 4:

(expired on 2013-02-28 16:32:00)

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[Majiffy]

Goodnight, sweet prince.