Mafia 10 Conclusion

Dugglyn was not a rubber ducky. Squid could fly when bribed with cheese-flavored ice bubbles and hot ketchup lemonade, but no one could account for the unobtainable missionary wombat that also happened to be a bulletproof marshmallow. Dugglyn hoped someday someone would remember what a revolutionary bunny slipper she had been during her lifetime--her many snorkeling expeditions in downtown Montana, her uncountable upset victories against dastardly mustard tins, and the funny looking lizard hat she wore on her right knee to visit the ballroom-dancing lamp-elephants every second Wednesday. Unfortunately, all that was about to end. With a brandish of a floral mole rat pillow and a shower of refried beans, Dugglyn, Citizen died. 

"Well then. No need for a gallows" Henry thought at everyone. He flew away for the night.

At one of the houses in town, the remaining townsperson sat in his home, playing with two fluffy puppies in an attempt to distract himself from the inevitable existential crisis. Suddenly, the larger puppy, the same fluffy black and white one that had eaten Ember growled. 

"Ssh, it's okay Watty, it's okay boy." Arc, knew perfectly well it wasn't okay, but he wanted his dogs to stay calm and not attack the mafioso so they wouldn't kill them too. He went to the window. It was locked from the outside somehow, just as it had been on Night 1. He walked over to the door and stood in front of it. The door opened.

Arc laughed. "Called it." 

The mafia member fired three shots in succession. There was no point in being quiet now.

Arc, Citizen, collapsed in a puddle of blood. The two dogs ran over. Marshmallow, the white one with a bit of grey, started licking Arc's wounds. Watermelon, the black and white one, started helping, but then he remembered the Mafia. 

"Grrrrr...!" he lunged for the door but it was already slamming shut. Watty whined softly, then returned to Arc.
"Good boy, Watty... Good girl, Marsh." Arc whispered faintly.
The two dogs sat with him until long after he'd died.

The next morning, Snow, Roleblocker, and Raven, Executioner(Survivor) rejoiced. Birds for the win!

Marshmallow thought it was very unfair that her human was not alive anymore. Watermelon felt the same, as did Noelle's cat, who had turned up in Arc's house earlier that afternoon in search of food and friendly humans. The three of them formed an alliance to figure out how to get their humans back. They broke out of Arc's house through the window (the time lock had disappeared in the morning) and found their way to an abandoned warehouse. In the basement was a lever marked "DOORS OF DEATH." None of them had opposable thumbs, but Marsh realized that there was a box on a table right above and to the left of p the lever, so they could knock it down and then it would push the lever, so they did that. Noelle, Ember, Star, Trip, Jai, Dugglyn, and Arc staggered out into the light.

Fabi, Supreme Galactic Overlord, laughed maniacally from her nearby office. Everyone was coming back to life, which meant there could be another game.

Thank you all for playing! Congratulations to the Mafia and Neutral for winning!

Roles:
Noelle: Cop
Star: Doctor
Arc: Citizen
Dugglyn: Citizen
Trip: Citizen
Jai: Busybody
Ember: Mafioso
Snow: Evil Roleblocker

I would absolutely love to keep hosting these as long as people want to play them. If people are interested, I can post another set of sign-ups this weekend. (Also if anyone else would like to host, ler me know!)