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2) When you vote, please do so by saying Vote: [Player] in bold. If you wish to change your vote, please say Change Vote: [Player] instead. Voting for 'Nobody' is a valid vote; if a majority votes for 'nobody' then nobody will be lynched and we'll move on to the Night phase.
3) There is a Town, their goal is to remove all threats from the town.
4) There is a Mafia, their goal is to remove the Town and any other threats that there may be.
5) You may NOT send a PM to anyone about this game unless your role explicitly says you can. This is cheating.
6) Do NOT edit your posts in this thread. This is cheating.
7) Please do not copy-and-paste anything from any PM I send you to the thread. This is also cheating.
8) Please do not post in this thread after you are killed. This, too, is cheating and can ruin the game if done wrong.
9) Cheaters don't get to play in any other Mafia games I run. Period.
10) Remember, it's just a game. You will get paranoid, you will be stabbed in the back by someone, you will see somebody do or say something stupid and want to smack them. Just breathe deep and relax. If things get out of hand, we do have a mod around who will forcibly remind you to chill out if needed. It hasn't happened yet, and I'd like to keep it that way.
11) If you have a power that requires me to pm you, I will inform you if you are roleblocked or not. Otherwise, you will not be notified.
12) All deadlines are PST timezone.
13) Unless you have a night power that requires a reply pm like a cop or tracker, I will NOT inform you of being roleblocked during the game.
It was a bright noon during a summer day in Leonardo, New Jersey. A man in a suit was in his dressing room, looking into a mirror, going over his statement one last time in his head. There was a knock at the door, and the man in the suit's assistant peaked his head in.
"Sir, they're ready for you," he said in a surprisingly high-pitched voice.
The man in the suit stood up and was ready to face the crowd.
* * * * * *
In a convenience store across the street from a tall, L-shaped tower with a crowd gathered around it, two thirty somethings looked towards the television on the counter. Outside the store, two more looked through the window, unaware that what they were trying so desperately to see on the small screen was happening right behind them. Then again, these two normally didn't have their hands on the pulse, so to speak.
* * * * * *
In an arcade near Leonardo, two lifelong friends played skeeball, as did a young woman and her bitter companion. They all stopped and listened in as an address was made over a nearby radio, one that concerned them all.
* * * * * *
In front of the L-shaped tower, the man in the suit and his assistant stood in front of a crowd of people, the former ready to make what was perhaps the most important address of his life.
"Good people of Leonardo, I stand before you a tired man. Tired of the indecency that our fair city has suffered. Tired of the countless inadequacies of our lesser citizens. Tired having to deal with indolent, ignorant, insufferable idiots on a daily basis. That is why, effective immediately, I will be using my vast resources to help rid this fair city of the filth and the degenerates that has plagued us for so long."
There was a fearful hush over the audience, as if nobody could believe what he was saying, or was scared he was telling the truth. The man in the suit was confident, but was surprised when he heard someone speak out from the crowd.
"So, what, you're just gonna kill everyone you don't like?" he yelled out angrily, "You can't do that!"
"Tell 'em, Steve-Dave!" his friend added. Now the crowd began to murmur; people seemed to agree with the duo.
The man in the suit grimaced. "No further questions," he said bitterly, leaving his podium and going into the L-shaped tower.
* * * * * *
The following morning, in front of the tower, the duo outside of the convenience store went to their post, awaiting their customers. However, something caught their attention. The two bodies of the people who had spoken out during the address were lying on the ground, riddled with bullet holes. The vocal half of the duo looked down at them, then shouted, "Yo, these dudes are ####ing dead!"
And with that, the siege of Leonardo officially began.
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St-Dumas is dead! He was Walt "the Fanboy" Grover and Steve-Dave Platusi (played by Walt Flanagan and Bryan Johnson, respectively), outspoken comic book nerds and recurring characters of the Askewniverse.