Votecount 5.2 “Can you feel the end is a coming?”
‘Dija’, Leo, and Serin, from Suihira: The City of Water
Tier (3): chesskid3, DS, Ellibereth
Not Voting (2): SlipperyAxII, Tier
With 5 alive it takes 3 to lynch!
Lynch Threshold reached…
Srceenplay’s town flip left a bad taste in everyone’s mouth. Swallowing their pride, the few people remaining planned and planned and planned all day. They calculated. They strategized. They long divided.
Would it be enough?
I suppose.
It remains to be seen.
As Tier was sacrificed, he let out one final gasp:
“Fuck this mod”
Welcome to Webcomic mafia Tier!
You’re playing as Nananananananana- BATMAN!, from DC comics, aligned with the town
The hero we don’t deserve, but the one we need right now. A vigilante that strikes from the shadows, a man who, with no superpower of his own, uses his wit and skill to win the day and dispense justice.
That’s not to say you don’t have some neat perks. After all, being the heir to a billionaire has its advantages. How else can you afford to sustain an entire underground cave strewn about with fancy gadgets and gizmos?
Wait, did you think I’d give you some of the more eponymous ones to use as abilities? Nope. No Batarang or Batmobile for you! Maybe you can go cry about it here:
- Neighbor: don’t be shy, talk to this guy! [redacted PT link]
Win Condition: You win when all players alive are town aligned
Its night! 
Remember you may ##lock in your actions! Deadline 6 PM EST tomorrow!
and… everyone locked
A WIN CONDITION HAS BEEN MET
“It’s go time Baby!”
This was the moment he’d been waiting for. This town, like the post apocalyptic world he came from, needed a ‘savior’. Someone who wasn’t afraid to get their hands dirty. To spill sweet innocent green blood for the greater good. Not just his own, but the collective. Body after body. Lifeless husks smashed to bits. He knew it would be worth it. He knew it. It just had to be. worth. it. … …
He saw her in the distance. He approached.
She didn’t notice the man. There was only the musical madness: keys, buttons, gadgets, gizmos, dials, levers, clanks – twisted, turned, whirred, and hummed along – driven by deft fingers and the spark of genius. She’d been in this fugue state four nights in a row, sleepwalking, working on contraptions, finishing one only to realize the next. There was nothing that could separate her from her work.
But there was something that could separate her head from the body.
The madness had to stop. The tool for the job was not the hammer or wrench, but the bat.
It came swiftly.
Welcome to Webcomic mafia Rob!
You’re playing as agatha heterodyne, from girl genius, aligned with the town!
Things haven’t been going well lately. Your mentor at the academy gets blown up, your sparkiness flares up, and you are captured by a tyrant spark and taken to a zeppelin armada (also your adoptive construct parents are dismembered in front of you a little later). But at least this talking cat you found seems nice enough and you managed to kiss a boy (your mentor’s murderer, but we can’t all be perfect). Your adventures will take you all over europa in a fight against ‘the other,’ but will the harsh landscape and human, construct, and clank obstacles do you in first?
You’re a spark in a steampunk world. Naturally, you’re good at making machines. really powerful and smart automata that generally are called clanks. Also weapons. Also clanks with weapons. Everyone else is doing the same though so no shame in letting loose your destructive tendencies.
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy - You’re the tinker, for sure - Active ability: dole out an ##invention to your target from the list below. Your target can use the invention on a single subsequent night of their choosing (unless it’s the Big ass blue laser gun, that’s for the next day or subsequent days/nights).
Fencing glider clank - fences while flying! - This invention will let your target gain the ability to become immune to all actions
Big ass blue laser gun - Can’t live without it - This invention will let your target perform a kill. Can be used during the day
Search bot - Also the first bot - This invention will let your target perform a cop investigation
many many many one-eyed clanks - they sorta built themselves really - These guys will let your target perform a role block.
Win Condition: You win when all players alive are town aligned
Rob has Died
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Once again green blood. This curse. It’s just too much.
pitter patter, dink clang
“huh?”
A stampede of small little metal objects suddenly came into view. all shapes of all types of metal work were inexplicably running towards Negan. But their strange eyes, somehow grafted unto the metal, took no notice of him. Instead they focused on past, only briefly examining their former master’s lifeless corpse. Weaving about his feet they skedaddled onwards… what strange behavior.
Only seconds after, a pair of bright lights filled up Negan’s vision. Blinding him for only a moment, he could not escape the impact.
In his last moment a girl’s face flashed before his eyes.
Welcome to Webcomic mafia DS!
You’re playing as Negan from the Walking dead comics, aligned with the town!
I still have chills. Everything about you just screams out danger danger, psycho killer on the loose. You aren’t quite that though, there’s a place for killing and you try to be judicious with it - people are resources after all. Doesn’t mean you aren’t one evil son of a bitch. And you aren’t quite done yet it seems…
A personal army of hard-core and murderous men and woman at your command, your ability to subjugate and terrorize knows no equal. Your rancorous nature belies cold calculation and a conniving intellect that disarms and routes your many many foes. And then, there’s…
Lucille: you actually masterbate to this :C - Active ability: A bat out of hell, studded with barbed wire, this deadly accessory is a must for every aspiring post-apocalyptic warlord. This brutal reincarnation of your dead wife allows you to ##kill a bitch every night.
Win Condition: You win when all players alive are town aligned
DS has died
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…
This was concerning.
He had thrown every last clank at her. He was an expert at throwing objects with the intention of causing physical pain. But for whatever reason… none of these semi-intelligent bots seemed to have hit their mark. Was his aim off? Impossible! No… it was, a decoy? No a phantom image?
She was simply too good. Too clever, too manipulative. Spacetime itself could twirl about her little finger had she willed it. He was bested. His plan, in ruins. He could only do one thing.
Hats off.
Their little game had come to its end. There was a winner. And there was a loser. And there was sexual tension.
There’s always sexual tension.
Welcome to WebComic Mafia Chesskid!
You’re playing as black hat man from XKCD, aligned with the town!
A prick, black hat man never fails at metaphorically pissing in someone else’s cheerios. A self-described classhole, black hat man’s penchant for assholery is an art form in and of itself. Wether it’s hijinks that cause pretty damn substantial physical pain or robust helpings of mind destroying cognitive dissonance applied to our daily lives, black hat man is in a class all by himself… wait… I see CHESSKID too right by him. Coincidence?
Ok, so you’re scum of the earth. But at least you’re highly entertaining, and in the make believe world of comic strips you’ve been gifted the agency to make your dark intents come true. Can we say the same for this here mafier game? Yes, yes we can.
- Im Rubber: wait for it - Active ability: Once in the game become the essence of ##teflon itself, redirecting all non-killing abilities targeting you back on the poor unfortunate souls who dared approach you
- You’re glue, your body is glue, everything is glue: and release - Active ability: Once in the game your target becomes a ##lightning rod for the night
Win Condition: You win when all players alive are town aligned
Chesskid Survived, but lost… or did he really?
Because only he tasted the sweetest thing of all…
Just remember that if you ever do see her…
Welcome to Webcomic mafia, Eli!
You’re playing as Han Yura, aligned with yourself!
“ARrrrrrgGHH!” “HauFF!” “HAUK!” “You’re ok right?” Slosh “This isn’t too much is it?” Pushes in “KYAAAAAAAAAA!” “Does that feel good?” “It feels good, doesn’t it?” “Ack!” “Hah…” “Hah…” “Harder!” “Anng!” “Fuck my pussy hard!” Thrust “HUANNNNG!” Thrust “AAHHNG!” Thrust “HAHKK!” RAM “AHHHHHHHG!” “I’m going to fucking cum Ahhhh” squirm “Cum all over my inside baby!” Squeeze “Cum in me” Squoosh “I’M CUMMMING!” SQUIRT “AHH!” SQUIRT “UFF!” “HAH!” ”Haah!” “Hah!”
Your prowess in bed is only exceeded by your razor sharp awareness and cunning psychological manipulations. Your bubbly nature and carefree attitude disguise just how completely fucked up you are… and spoiler: You are very fucked up.
- Untouchable: disclaimer: does not apply to dicks - passive ability: You are immune to the first two attempts on your life
- Smells of dick: Fragrance of cum - active ability: ##Sniff your target, and know if they did the dirty (if they killed anyone before or during this night)
- Drug Candy - that’s you! - modifier: Once in the game, you become irresistible and nothing can stop your kill for this night
- Counter-Surveillance: After being on the successful lynch wagons of both town and non-town, gain immunity to all investigative abilities (any targeting you will be reflexively roleblocked and your actions are treated as if you were a ninja)
- Daddy issues: The Motive! - Factional Ability: Turn the car wheel and lead a dick to their death (kill your target)
Win Condition: Be the last alive or when nothing can stop you. 1-town/1-nontown/1-you situations are instantly resolved in your favor.
Ellibereth has survived and won the game!
Congratulations!
Lmfao
Strongman double bulletproof survivor
Even if we lynched him we lose lmfao
what you won if you lynched me or shot me
only roleblock lost
its… unfortunate i wasnt alive those last 2 days
gg
It says you survive the first two attempts on your life
I should clarify that’s only for shots
Lynch = attempt on your life
badly worded, only nightkills.
I clarified that with dan way early on.
Oh
Lmfao
Rob bro you scummy as fuck