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Re: Mafia Game: Battle for Little Italy
« Reply #75 on: July 22, 2010, 04:21:07 AM »
Myobi couldn't believe their luck (or lack of) so far. The numbers have been frighteningly even and the actions on both sides had been unnervingly similar. At least the Rat had been found...who would've thought the dear Underboss would've sold himself out like that? Then again, they say that money talks. Never realized just how loudly till now.

With a slight shrug of her shoulders, she turned her mind back to the matters at hand. Three left. Just three left...but for now only two stood in the way of the Don. Dudelrok and Cassiopeia. Neither of them seemed to be much of a threat, it'd be like taking candy from a baby - or picking off flies from day old manure in this case. Nothing stank as bad as the damned Cannoli family.
« Last Edit: July 22, 2010, 09:39:57 AM by Esoteric Myobi »

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Re: Mafia Game: Battle for Little Italy
« Reply #76 on: July 22, 2010, 07:42:00 AM »
Things had moved fast and now both families were left with depleted numbers.  It was time for the Linguines to put a stop to things and Don Beguile's Mistress was positive that taking Casseopia out was the best solution, the only solution.

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Re: Mafia Game: Battle for Little Italy
« Reply #77 on: July 23, 2010, 12:43:54 AM »
The war had taken its toll on both families.  Now, with their numbers depleted, mutual annihilation all but assured, there was only one motivation left: vengeance.  For the Cannolis, nothing would do but to make the Linguines pay for their crimes; alas, the Linguines were just as determined to take their toll in blood.  An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, it seemed nothing would stop both syndicates from completely wiping each other out.

Cassiopeia, a Cannoli Associate, and thirteenhearts, a Linguine Associate, faced each other upon the decaying wharfs of Pier Seven.  Neither wasted her energy on words or futile threats; the time for that was long past.  As a lone seagull shrieked, and a buoy clanged forlornly in the distance, both stared at each other, gun in hand. 

Suddenly, all hell broke loose.  With a shrieking of brakes and squealing of tires, the quay was illuminated with the red and blue of police cruiser lights.  As both Mob women turned to stare incredulously, a row of squad cars emptied, and dozens of policemen pointed their weapons.  "Cassiopeia!" shouted a detective.  "Thirteenhearts! Give it up! Put down your weapons, and put your hands in the air!"

Cassiopeia glanced sidelong at thirteenhearts, who returned the knowing gaze.  Bitter enemies they might have been, but neither of them was going to let the coppers take them alive.  It was a matter of honor, and of loyalty. Cassiopeia grinned; thirteenhearts winked.

As one, both women went down, guns blazing, in a hail of copper bullets. 




Not long now.  Next vote closes 11:59 PM, EST, Sunday 25 July, or whenever I hear from everybody left standing, whichever comes first.


Cannoli Family                                          Linguine Family
Don Mithlomwen                                          Don Beguile's Mistress
Dudelrok                                          Esoteric Myobi
Cassiopeia (Associate)                                          thirteenhearts (Associate)
Galanthor (Consigliere)                                          Valerian (Consigliere)
Imogen (Underboss)                                          Xandi (Assassin)
Aiden (Assassin)                                          Lord Mayerling (Capo)
Moirae (Capo)                                          Absinthe Tori (Associate)
Rolin (Rat, Linguine Underboss)                                          Ramster (Rat, Cannoli Bodyguard)

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Re: Mafia Game: Battle for Little Italy
« Reply #78 on: July 23, 2010, 02:46:51 AM »
The news of last nights events rang through every snitch and mouth in the entire town. Everyone knew the two family's were systematically killing one another to an inevitable draw with a result of neither family running things but it was to late to stop things now. Maybe luck would strike and things would come in favor tonight. It was better to be safe then sorry.

"Esoteric Myobi," Dudel threw his hands up in the air as the words passed his lips, "Now led me see a guy aboud a wood'n baux." Only two left in the family and no one would go after the Don, not yet anyway.

This was going to be one hell of a night.

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Re: Mafia Game: Battle for Little Italy
« Reply #79 on: July 25, 2010, 05:02:51 PM »
Don Beguile’s turned this way and that in front of the triple mirror in the dressing room of her favorite boutique.  The short black cocktail dress with the halter neck fit in all the right places and the low-cut back stopped just short of being indecent.  She picked up her cell phone and placed a call as she studied how the side slit gave the barest glimpse of the lace band at the top of her stocking.  There was no sign of the holster hidden under her skirt or the .22 automatic that rode high on the inside thigh of her other shapely leg.

The ringing on the other end of the call stopped and silence followed.  Don Beguile knew the person on the other end and knew they would not make a sound.

”Dudelrock”, was all she said and waited until the connection was broken before flipping her phone closed.  Beguile’s went back to studying the fit of her new dress, smoothing it over the rounded shape of her bottom as she thought what a perfect funeral outfit it would make for that loud–mouth Dudelrock’s funeral.


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Re: Mafia Game: Battle for Little Italy
« Reply #80 on: July 26, 2010, 01:44:11 AM »
The war for Little Italy's underworld was not yet over.  Casualties continued to mount on both sides, as Cannoli and Linguine alike fell to the seemingly unending bloodbath.  As all of the other factions and power players watched in horror and amazement, the two families seemed destined for mutual annihilation, as their members fell, one by one.

Esoteric Myobi, the Linguine Bodyguard, had been preparing herself for this.  When she saw a white van bearing the logo "Giovanni's Roses" park on the street, underneath her apartment window, she quietly and calmly went into her bedroom, pulled the footlocker from underneath the bed, opened it, and took out the break-action twelve-gauge shotgun she kept there.  Opening the latch, she loaded two shells into the breach, closed it up, and primed the latch.  When she heard the footsteps upon the stairs up to her landing, she went and stood behind the door, the shotgun raised to her shoulder.  When she heard the knock upon her door, accompanied by a male voice announcing, "delivery for Esoteric Myobi," her rouged lips twisted into a smirk.  She fired, both barrels blowing a hole through the wood in an explosion of splinters. 

Very carefully, she eased open what was left of the door with the barrel of the shotgun, and was unsurprised to see the corpse of DudelRok, a Cannoli Associate, crumpled on the landing in a navy jumpsuit.  It was, of course, now stained red with his blood.  He was even wearing a Giovanni's cap.  An oblong package lay nearby, miraculously undamaged.

Did they seriously think that would work?  Did they think she was born yesterday? she wondered to herself.  Why, there probably weren't even any roses in that box!

Crouching, she ripped open the parcel.  Sure enough, the cardboard package didn't contain any roses.  What it did contain, however, was a few sticks of TNT, rigged up with a fuse and a clock timer.  As she watched, the the second hand of the timer shuddered through its last few seconds.  As the hand stopped on the 12, a small bell began to ring. 

She had just time to mutter, "son of a b--" before the explosion ripped apart the entire third story of the building.




Okay, Dons.  This is it, the last round.  Don Mithlomwen and Don Beguile's Mistress, will you put aside your differences, forgive your enemy her crimes, and call for an end to the long and pointless bloodshed?  Or will you continue fighting with your very last breath, in order to wreak vengeance for your fallen comrades?  Remember, there can be only one successor to Don Pastrami.  Like the Prisoner's Dilemma, will you risk trusting your worst enemy in order to survive? Or are you determined to prevail, no matter the cost, even if it means both of you die?  Make your choice by Wednesday, July 28th, 11:59 EST!

Cannoli Family                                          Linguine Family
Don Mithlomwen                                          Don Beguile's Mistress
Dudelrok (Associate)                                          Esoteric Myobi (Bodyguard)
Cassiopeia (Associate)                                          thirteenhearts (Associate)
Galanthor (Consigliere)                                          Valerian (Consigliere)
Imogen (Underboss)                                          Xandi (Assassin)
Aiden (Assassin)                                          Lord Mayerling (Capo)
Moirae (Capo)                                          Absinthe Tori (Associate)
Rolin (Rat, Linguine Underboss)                                          Ramster (Rat, Cannoli Bodyguard)
« Last Edit: July 26, 2010, 11:39:31 AM by Remiel »

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Re: Mafia Game: Battle for Little Italy
« Reply #81 on: July 27, 2010, 04:42:58 PM »
It had been decided.  They would meet face to face.  It was just the two of them left, their families all been killed in the resulting turf war. 

Don Mithlomwen arrived at the destination in a black stretch limousine, not sure what to expect.  Things could go a number of ways.  She could die.  She could win.  She could end up in a truce. 

So much blood had been shed already, did there really need to be more?  Especially hers.  But there was her family to think about.  Would calling a truce besmirch their memory?  Would they want their lives avenged by the death of Don Beguile's Mistress? 

So here it was, and here she was.  Stepping out of the limo, she made her way to the wharf they had both agreed on.  Neutral territory.  But she hadn't come unarmed.  A 45 pistol was tucked away in her purse....just in case.....

"Don Beguile's..."  She said evenly, stopping a short distance away from the other woman, her body tense and ready for action should there be any, but also open minded enough to hear her out. 

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Re: Mafia Game: Battle for Little Italy
« Reply #82 on: July 27, 2010, 05:21:14 PM »
So it had come to this.  The last two were to meet face to face and decide what course the future would take.  The past had taken care of itself.  One by one Canollis and Linguines had fallen in service to their family and their Don.

Don Beguile's watched as the limousine rolled into place seconds after hers had arrived.  She got out and stood beside the long black car that reflected the dull gray sky that held not a scrap of blue.  The sun would set soon and with the ending of the day would come the ending of the feud one way or the other.

The faces of their comrades crossed her mind as Don Beguile's stepped forward and matched her pace to Don Mithlomwen's.  Death of any sort was a waste but it was sometimes necessary.  Still, the best course was always to avoid it unless there was no other choice. 

The last step was taken and the two Don's faced off across 20 feet of worn and splintering planking.  The weight of the Glock in the pocket of her coat pocket was cold comfort to Don Beguile's but her hands at her sides were placed to easily slip in and take the grips.  Two pairs of eyes met and locked on each other, two bodies tensed preparing for the worst. 

"Don Mithlomwen..."  she replied.  "I think we have a decision to discuss, don't you?"  The expressions of both Dons were unreadable and with a sudden change the wind off the water dropped to a gentle breeze and everything became quite as though waiting to see how matters would proceed.

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Mafia Game: Battle for Little Italy (Stalemate, a Truce is called!)
« Reply #83 on: July 29, 2010, 01:38:17 AM »
And so it was that both Dons faced each other, mano y mano, on the pier where it had all started.  Beguile's Mistress, the Linguine Don, and Mithlomwen, the Cannoli Don, stood ten paces apart, while the wind whipped spitefully in their hair.  The atmosphere was tense; it seemed as if the entire city held its breath while it waited to see what would transpire.

"So it has come to this," said Beguile's Mistress.

"So it has," declared Mithlomwen, flatly.

"There has been a lot of blood shed in the war. Too much blood."

"Too much," agreed the Don of the Cannolis.

"Let us come to an agreement, then, and put an end to it.  Let there be no more fighting between our families," said the Linguine Don.

"It is only fair." 

Suddenly, there was a loud ~BANG!~ behind the two women.  Mithlomwen reached for the .45 Beretta in her purse, while Beguile's produced the Glock from her coat pocket.  They drew their weapons simultaneously, sighting the other, their fingers tightening on the triggers...

...and nothing happened. Very slowly, both women lowered their guns.  The loud explosion turned out to be nothing more than an old truck backfiring.  Smirking, Mithlomwen extended her hand; Beguile's Mistress took it. 

And from that day on, there was war between the two most prominent families no more.  The Cannolis and the Linguines, or what remained of them, put aside their grievances and agreed that, from that day onward, they would settle their disputes diplomatically.  Little Italy breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the bitter feud had finally, and at long last, come to an end.

Of course, there were always other factions vying for power, other groups who would love to carve out a niche for themselves at the expense of either of Little Italy's most famous crime families...



So, as it turns out, both of the Dons decided to sue for a truce.   The breakdown of all of the roles and events is as follows:

Cannolis
Don -- Mithlomwen
Underboss -- Imogen
Consigliere -- Galanthor
Capo --  Moirae
Bodyguard -- Ramster (rat)
Assassin -- Aiden
Associates -- Cassiopeia, Dudelrok


Linguines
Don -- Beguile's Mistress
Underboss -- Rolin (rat)
Consigliere -- Valerian
Capo -- Lord Mayerling
Bodyguard -- Esoteric Myobi
ASsassin -- Xandi
Assocaties -- Absinthe Tori, thirteenhearts


Day One
The Cannolis elect Mithlomwen to be their Don.
The Linguines elect Beguile's Mistress to be their Don.
Moirae, the Cannoli Capo, elects to protect Aiden.
Lord Mayerling, the Linguine Capo, elects to protect thirteenhearts.
Galanthor, the Cannoli Consigliere, investigates Aiden.
Valerian, the Linguine Consigliere, investigates Esoteric Myobi.
Ramster, the Cannoli Bodyguard, protects Don Mithlomwen.
Esoteric Myobi, the Linguine Bodyguard, protects Don Beguile's Mistress.
Xandi, the Linguine Assassin, chooses to wait.
Aiden, the Cannoli Assassin, chooses to kill Lord Mayerling.

Night One
Moirae, the Cannoli Capo, is killed by Linguine goons.
Absinthe Tori, a Linguine Associate, is killed by Cannoli goons.
Lord Mayerling, the Linguine Capo, is killed by the Cannoli Assassin.

Day Two
Xandi, the Linguine Assassin, chooses to kill Imogen.
Galanthor, the Cannoli Consigliere, investigates Imogen.
Valerian, the Linguine Consigliere, investigates Rolin.
Ramster, the Cannoli Bodyguard, protects himself.

Night Two
xandi, the Linguine Assassin, is killed by Cannoli goons.
Aiden, the Cannoli Assassin, is killed by Linguine goons.
Imogen, the Cannoli Underboss, is killed by the Linguine Assassin.
Rolin, the Linguine Underboss, is revealed to be the Cannoli Rat by the Linguine Consigliere and executed.

Day Three
Galanthor, the Cannoli Consigliere, investigates ramster.

Night Three
Valerian, the Linguine Consigliere, is killed by Cannoli goons.
Galanthor, the Cannoli Consigliere, is killed by Linguine goons.
ramster, the Cannoli Bodyguard, is revealed to be the Linguine Rat by the Cannoli Consigliere and executed.

Night Four
Cassiopeia, a Cannoli Associate, is killed by Linguine goons.
thirteenhearts, a Linguine Associate, is killed by Cannoli goons.

Night Five
Dudelrok, a Cannoli Associate, is killed by Linguine goons.
Esoteric Myobi, the Linguine Bodyguard, is killed by Cannoli goons.

Night Six
Don Beguile's Mistress and Don Mithlomwen call a truce and end the war.
« Last Edit: July 29, 2010, 02:12:18 AM by Remiel »