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[ZombiePlatypus]

You can say you defended anybody you want, so can I. It's the kind of pickle we're in. This is all a trust game at this point, and I hope these mooks put their trust in the right place. Analoge already has, just waiting on Hawk. Do you wanna play a trust game?

The spider lands
Hesitates
The other shoe
Is fallin'


Summer comes
Crushin' crashin'
Another summer
Still waitin'


Do you wanna play
A trust game?


Press rewind
Recollections
Select a tile
It's fadin'


Dress yourself
In the future
see good times
I'm waitin'


Do you wanna play
A trust game?


I want the fire
And I want the love
We try to make
But it wasn't enough
When did it ever
Become jaded?
You got lost
And I got wasted


I got wasted
I got wasted


Bein' jaded
Is overrated
The other shoe
Is fallen...

[Hawk]

Well, I guess for the sake of time, I'll vote for Flam. I never could finish a game of Monopoly. And no matter who is actually the lone traitor, nice job swaying my votes one way or the other.

[Muckfoot]

Votes so far:

Analoge Flam
FlamOctopi
Hawk Flam
ZombiePlatypus Flam

[Flamoctapus]

Meh. Kill myself I guess. Might as well.

[ZombiePlatypus]

Ouch, no need to be a sore loser about it, wolfboy.

[Muckfoot]

"I'm no rat, I fucking saved your ass back there!" yelled Flam. It was no use, the remaining few had made up their mind, someone had to die.

It was a real street gang death, Flam was stabbed with blades and left slumped between trash bags in the street, his eyes remained open, fixated on his gang members, his friends. They had killed him.

"It's done. No more of this killing each other shit."
"I hear that! Let's get our asses home."

They found themselves walking towards the next station - this wasn't the first time they had done this but the night had taken its toll, only three of them remained and they were cold, tired and paranoid as fuck. Also they knew they were still very far from home.

What they didn't know was that they had stumbled into another gang territory, no small time outfit this time round though: they'd walked onto the playing field of the Baseball Furies


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It didn't take long before the surviving Warriors were surrounded by mad men, with painted faces and bats. After a moment's hesitation they found themselves running again, running from these ghouls dressed in sports gear. They ran through a park, with a simple nod one Warrior dropped away from the group an allowed them to draw in the Furies whilst he picked off the stragglers from the back.

The two front runners were starting to feel the drag from running, it felt like they'd been running all night. One really started to flag
"I can't make it"
"You sure?"
"Yeah, sure"
"Well, good! I'm sick of running from these wimps!"

Both Warriors stopped and confronted their assailants, the Furies immediately descended upon one of them with their bats and took her down. The other managed to get the drop on one of the maniacs and gained a baseball bat in the process. Turning round he saw there was only one left, his brother must have picked off the rest at the back of the running pack. His confidence rising, he turns to the remaining fury and growled with a smirk

"I'll shove that bat up your ass and turn you into a pop..."

He trails off, his eyes widen and his confidence fritters away. Four more of the Baseball Furies could be seen emerging from the night's darkness, four more grinning maniacs with bats.

That's the moment Hawk realised his brother Zombie Platypus had left him to die.

Analoge had gotten back up from her feet, dragging a bat in tow - she was was bloodied and beaten. They both knew they were done for, sold out by someone they trusted, tricked into looking elsewhere, fooled into killing their real friends. The night had beaten them, but neither was going down without a fight.

They ran towards their foes, bats held high into the air, and they embraced their fates...



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On the other side of the city a radio crackled into life



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"Good news boppers, the big alert has been called off. Looks like those cats, the Warriors - that real live from Coney - have been struck out at the bottom of the ninth by those major league players the Baseball Furies. You boys from Coney were good, real good. But our faithful listeners on the street were better. Here's a song with you in mind, Warriors, thanks for playing."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SrXi...e_gdata_player

THE WARRIORS ARE DEAD!

GAME OVER, THE ROGUES WIN!

Roles:

-ZombiePlatypus ROUGE
-Marco ROGUE
-Dex SEER
-hawk200101 VIGILANTE
-FlamOctopi BODYGUARD
-Byron CUPID
-lizzard
-Analoge
-Panza LOVER
-Jimmles LOVER

[Flamoctapus]

Uh-huh.

[Byronic Man]

Surprized face.

Seriously now, this is a thinky talky game. You don't just lynch at the slightest provocation.

[lizzardKing]

Bah rogues won, as expected

[ZombiePlatypus]

"I know they're on my ass, but now they know I know it."


I wanted to use that quote all game but never got the opportunity. With all this lying these last couple games my fear is that I might not be trusted in future games when I am telling the truth.

Was really hoping my ploy yesterday would end the game then and there, and it almost did, but oh well.

I really hate the whole having to kill people aspect of being a bad dude. Choosing who to take out of the game isn't as fun on that side, where I never have qualms lynching those I think are bad dudes when I'm good.

[Hawk]

It was a decent game. It was a short-lived stroke of luck when I posted my final vote during your "ploy" yesterday, 15 minutes before Analoge trying to change her vote. I was already sure that you were the other werewolf/traitor, but there would be little use trying to go against you with Analoge being sure Flam was. I thought that if nobody was lynched tonight, you would just have had myself killed, as I was the only one "against" you that anyone was sure I was not a traitor. What had given people away was that at least one person voting for Flam last day phase had to be a werewolf, and then the correct choice that Marco was a werewolf really told me that you were one as well. You being charismatic helped you and Marco a lot during this game, great job.

[MarcoSnow]

Good game, guys. By the way, how did we win if ZP was still outnumbered 2 to 1?

[Hawk]

I'm pretty sure it was because Flam, a loyal Warrior, was killed in the day phase. He was the bodyguard, and I was the vigilante, already using my power to take you out. It was then the night phase, giving the loyal Warriors no chance to win, so it was ended. At least, that's how I think it worked

[ZombiePlatypus]

Day phase was over, night phase was coming up with no more bodyguard to protect anybody. I'd kill tonight, we'd be one on one, no trial tomorrow and then I kill the remaining good guy.

[Flamoctapus]

It was a decent game. It was a short-lived stroke of luck when I posted my final vote during your "ploy" yesterday, 15 minutes before Analoge trying to change her vote. I was already sure that you were the other werewolf/traitor, but there would be little use trying to go against you with Analoge being sure Flam was. I thought that if nobody was lynched tonight, you would just have had myself killed, as I was the only one "against" you that anyone was sure I was not a traitor. What had given people away was that at least one person voting for Flam last day phase had to be a werewolf, and then the correct choice that Marco was a werewolf really told me that you were one as well. You being charismatic helped you and Marco a lot during this game, great job.

We could have forced a tie, and I could have attempted another block. But it was just going to be an endless cycle. Good game over all.