Wheel of Time MUD

Mafia guidelines: viewtopic.php?f=74&t=3586

Direct any questions to me via PM.

Game specifics
Closed (role distribution will not be revealed beforehand)
Non-normal
Mod communication will always be truthful
Town faction is Seanchan
Scum faction is secret
There is a third-party faction
Starts with Night phase


GENERAL GAME RULES
The below rules also apply, unless contradicted by a role PM or ruling:

Voting

- Votes and unvotes must be in either bold tags or vote/unvote tags to count. Unvotes are not required before voting someone else, however, they are required to have your name moved to the "Not voting" line.
- The lynch threshold is equal to a majority of the number of living players. Once the threshold is reached, the Day immediately ends with the lynch of whoever is at or above the threshold.

Phase Length

- Days last 24 hours unless ended via lynch or other Day-ending action, and Nights last 24 hours regardless of player action.
- Extensions are possible but only in circumstances where the Mod thinks extensions are necessary.

Prods

- Prods go out after 24 hours without in-thread inactivity. If you do not respond to a prod within 24 hours or the Mod has to prod you a third time, the Mod may kick you.

Illegal Stuff

- Breaking the rules, pretending to break the rules, or encouraging others to break the rules is illegal. Other illegal things include, but are not limited to:
1. betraying or working against your faction, either publicly or via private communication.
2. communicating OOCly, e.g., revealing your role to a Skype friend in order to organize together.
3. communicating with living players after you have died, either publicly or via private communication.
4. using text that's small, invisible, cryptographic in nature, or otherwise designed to go outside the spirit of the game.
- If in doubt, ask privately.

Extra

- I am the Mod, so what I say goes. In exchange, if something needs my attention or if I screw up, PM me or bold the word "Mod" followed by what you want to tell me, and I will fix it.
- All communications about the mafia, whether public or private, are taken to be in-character.
- Abilities, communication privileges, and votes are lost on death.
- Unless otherwise stated (e.g., in a player's role PM)...
1. players may not use abilities on themselves.
2. blocked or otherwise unfindable investigative results will give "no result" or similar, which will be distinct from a negative result.
3. not sending an available ability before the deadline to send it results in the ability not being used, unless the ability is compulsive, in which case any compulsory elements of the ability will be randomized.


The woven (10)

Adirne
Aldwyn
Auriona
Callesa
Carlia
Eldrenia
Raek
Racquel
Rig
Weir

The unwoven
Gizmo the Seanchan tracker, killed N1.
Firimei the Seanchan sul'dam, modkilled D1.
Joolis the Seanchan handler, killed N2.
Astolfo the Light-fearing orator, killed N3.
Brocas the Seanchan handler, killed N3.
Chiron the Light-fearing roleblocker, lynched D3.
Aira the Light-fearing tracker, killed N4.
Ashlee the Seanchan handler, modkilled N4.
Torgor the Light-fearing watcher, modkilled D4.
Dolofonos the Seanchan protector, modkilled D4.
Weir the Seanchan da'covale, killed N5.
Carlia the Seanchan morat'lopar, killed D5.




May the Wheel turn ever in your favor.


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End of N1: viewtopic.php?p=26358#p26358
End of N2: viewtopic.php?p=26488#p26488
End of N3: viewtopic.php?p=26633#p26633
End of N4: viewtopic.php?p=26878#p26878
End of N5: viewtopic.php?p=26954#p26954
End of D5: viewtopic.php?p=27022#p27022

Gameplay rules
1) When in doubt, ask the mod.
2) Have fun. It's a game. Keep it classy and don't take things personally. Everyone's doing what they have to to win. See rules 3 and 14.
3) Play to win. Trolls and rulebreakers will be modkilled and won't be welcome in the future. So there.
4) Discuss the game and strategize. Posts and PMs are always taken to be in-character.
5) CC the mod into all PMs you send to other players.
6) Do not discuss the game or strategize out of character.
7) The dead may not communicate with the living. All privileges are lost upon death.
8) Do not edit your posts. Do not quote the mod unless given permission to do so by the mod.
9) Action PMs can be resubmitted. The most recent valid PM will be actioned.
10) If you become aware of anyone breaking any of the rules, rat them out. (PM the mod.)
11) Rulebreakers and inactive players will be modkilled. Don't be that person. In the event of IRL preventing you from playing for an extended period (24+ hours), let the mod know. No biggie.
12) Votes and unvotes must be bolded, e.g., Vote: Xoco, Unvote.
13) Lynches and No Lynches will be enacted as soon as the majority threshold is met.
14) Have fun!

Night procedure: during the Night phase you may choose to PM the mod with a Night Action, if your role PM specified one. Unless otherwise stated in your role PM, Actions are not compulsory. You may not communicate publicly during the Night phase.

Day procedure: during the Day phase you may choose to PM the mod with a Day Action, if your role PM specified one. Unless otherwise stated in your role PM, Actions are not compulsory. You may communicate publicly and interact with NPCs during the Day phase.

Action resolution: Action priority is given to whichever player PMs the mod first. You may not PM the mod with a Night Action during the Day, or a Day action during the Night. These PMs are invalid.

Game environment: this is a live game world. You may encounter various locations and NPCs over the course of the game. You can interact in and with both publicly. They may interact back. You cannot lynch or use Actions on NPCs.


Mod note: There is a lot of fine print, and this will probably be a pretty whacky game, so please PM me with any doubts or confusions or itty-bitty niggles as we go along. Hopefully you've all had time to digest the first post by now. If you aren't 100% clear on anything, at any point in the game, ask! I am here to make this thing fun for you guys.


Words
scum: baddie (aka mafia)
town: goodie (aka village)
counterclaim (“cc”): refuting another player's claim
rescind: rescinding a claim or counterclaim
bandwagon: when a bunch of people follow a lynch on a player without sound evidence
mislynch: lynching an innocent player
D/N: Day/Night

HERE IS AN EXAMPLE MAFIA TUTORIAL!

DAY FOUR
Beyoncé Knowles, Kelly Rowland, Michelle Williams, Nikki Minaj, and Adele are still alive.

Beyoncé: Enough chit chat. Farrah ate it last night and the only white person here is Adele so I'm just going to say she's scum. Vote: Adele.

Nikki: Uh-uh, Adele was trying to defend Farrah on D1 and D2, (insert quotes) why would she be guilty?

Adele: That's not a good reason to think I'm scum, Beyoncé. Please provide an actual argument about my scumminess for me and any others to counter. Your baseless vote is, in fact, scummy behavior!

Michelle: Well, I was talking with Nikki yesterday and she seemed pretty suspicious to me, plus on D1 she was acting all weird, I suspect her. Adele seems cool.

Adele: You were talking with Nikki yesterday? No way, I happen to have talked to Nikki yesterday in the library and she told me that you two had never spoken. You a big fat liar, Michelle. Very scummy behavior, lying. Vote: Michelle

Nikki: It's true, I support Adele's claim that I was talking to her privately in the library. Michelle seems like scum. Vote: Michelle

Michelle: This is ridiculous, Adele and Nikki must be scum. I talked to Nikki. I'm clearly town. Vote: Nikki

Beyoncé: Nikki's play has pro-town since the beginning. Sorry, Michelle, but I say you're scum too, after Adele's counterclaim and Nikki backing her up. Unvote, Vote: Michelle

Adele: I'm glad to see you're basing your vote on actual arguments, Beyoncé, rather than attempting to bandwagon. The evidence against Michelle does seem quite damning. If she proves to be town, however, we'll be in real trouble. Oh well, to hell with it! Vote: Michelle

Kelly: Sorry haven't had time to post. Will soon. I'm a survivor. Vote: Michelle

Beyoncé: Word.

Michelle: What?

Mod: Sorry for the delay, I got caught up in a LoTR marathon.

- Michelle the Mafia has been strung up to dry. -

NIGHT FOUR

- Kelly the Townie was given an offer by Columbia Records she couldn't refuse. -

DAY FIVE

Beyoncé Knowles, Nikki Minaj, and Adele are still alive.

Beyoncé: Mmkay, can we hang Adele now, since she's white? Vote: Adele

Adele: You know that's racist, right? Are you even aware that I am a fierce advocate for the rights of people of color? Ugh. Beyoncé must be scum.

Nikki: Seems fair. Beyoncé, scum? Unlikely. Vote: Adele

Adele: You have presented no arguments for your case. This is a mislynch. One of you is mafia.

Beyoncé: Naw, Nikki's play has been pro-town since D1. Besides, she jumped on the Michelle lynch, and other stuff. You're mafia, survival tactics won't work. Where's mod? We've passed majority voting threshold here.

Nikki: I trust Beyoncé. She voted Michelle yesterday. You've given me no compelling reason to doubt that you're scum.

Adele: Huh? I cc'd Michelle talking to Nikki. I started the lynch on Michelle. Beyoncé was just following.

Nikki: Ugh now I'm confused. Unvote

Mod: Sorry, was a little distracted grooming my cat. Threshold was passed, your unvote is invalid Nikki.

- Adele the Townie has been lynched horribly. -
- Nikki the Townie realizes in horror that her faith in Beyoncé was misplaced. -

Mafia wins.

Beyoncé: Now that you're out of my life, I'm so much better.

Michelle: Well played.

JLo: Why do I always die N1?! I deserved to win.

NIGHT ONE


It is the tenth day of Shaldine of 999 NE and a faint, twilight wind blows past a small town off the west bank of the River Eldar, where the wild celebrations of Amaetheon are coming to an end. The town is known for its over-long observance of every holiday, often to the chagrin of its companion town, Coramen, on the opposite bank. Refugees and migrants from Ebou Dar gather in the backalleys and outskirts of Alkindar, waiting to fit on the next day's ferry, and outsiders are no longer an unfamiliar sight about the streets and taverns.

There have been rumors about the Seanchan taking up residence in Alkindar, and reports of strange figures lurking in the night have begun to make the townsfolk uneasy. To make matters worse, whispers of a Darkfriend den in the town have begun to circulate. Already this Shaldine, the Dragon's Fang has been scrawled upon the door of two different residents.

Amaetheon could not have come at a more opportune time. For four days, beginning as always on the sixth, families gathered together in feasting. Children played around the legs of strangers, their childish features painted in vibrant colors in imitation of skulls. Wooden mannequins dressed in elaborate clothing and orange blossom danced the streets to the will of their puppeteers, and all manner of delicacies and beverages were sold from stalls lining the buildings and parks. Not a single window in Alkindar was shuttered during the festivities. Music and song carried jubilantly across the water to their neighbors.

With stomachs stuffed by sweet rolls, the children of Alkindar slept soundly. For the first time since the Festival of Lanterns, so too did the adults, each stumbling giddily to her or his own bed, happily expectant of the swift-approaching golden dawn.




NIGHT ONE BEGINS
CURRENT DEADLINE: 18/12 @21:00 GMT+0
20 players currently alive, 11 required to lynch.

(Modnote: Day/Night flavor and NPCs do not reveal alignment, role, or player activity.)

Joolis looked out the window with disdain at all the revelers in the streets as he silently sipped his kaf, a drink that the Seanchan had recently brought with them to this town. It seemed people were trying extra hard to forget the recent reports of the Dark One's followers.

Fools, he thought. The last thing I would do with darkfriends roaming about is eat and drink myself silly. No reason to become an easy target.

He noticed some of the more boisterous party goers were shouting and throwing things at the migrants huddled in the alley. It was already difficult to find your way in a new home, and things had only gotten worse with the recent reports. Migrants were an easy target, and many had already been falsely accused as darkfriends. There were calls from the more vocal minority to have them all rounded up and deported, and others still had suggested building a huge moat around the town.

Joolis shook his head, he could already see the signs of panic setting in.

No posting during Night phase! Have a look at the rules again

1 hour left until the end of Night 1.

NIGHT ONE ENDS


The townsfolk of Alkindar wake to a new day, refreshed and invigorated by the long celebration of Amaetheon. The sun seems to shine more brightly, more peacefully, and the air is crisp with flower scents. Citizens and visitors tumble out of their beds, dressing and grooming themselves, descending upon their morning meals and readying for the return to daily labor. Another happy day in Alkindar.

Elsewhere, beyond the border of the town, the wrecked body of a strange beast lies in the soiled grass. Its body is covered in strange burns and lacerations, the original form of the creature almost unrecognizeable.


Gizmo the Seanchan corlm has died before his time.


DAY ONE BEGINS
CURRENT DEADLINE: 19/12 @21:00 GMT+0
19 players currently alive, 10 required to lynch.

Carlia shuffles over to the open window and winces at the bright light.

"Uuuugggghhhhhh" A loud groan echoes throughout the room.

Perhaps the party had been a little too rough yesterday.

Brocas rushes out of the building, shovel in hand. His face looks wearied and tired, signs of being up all night. As he approaches the charred corpse of the Corlm, he grimaces at the sight and hopes that it was at least a painless death. He hoists the corpse into a wagon rides out east of the town a bit, until he finds a large oak tree. He thinks to himself, "This spot will do well enough." Brocas then begin to dig a hole in the ground at the base of the tree in which to bury his loyal corlm. "Who would kill such an exotic creature?!"

Tita heard others talking of unfortunate news. One of the Corlm was found dead. Burnt to a crisp. She sighed and continued to get dressed, preparing for another day of work.