*ding-dong!*
You hear the doorbell ring and sigh before begrudgingly getting up from your comfortable armchair in the living room. In an interaction like any other, you open the door to see a mailman with the name "Daryl" stamped onto his uniform.
"Hey man, it seems like your mailbox blew away in the wind, so I thought I'd just hand your mail to you" he said, messing with a strand of hair in the curly mass that sat on head and chuckling.
"It what?" you say as look at the sad mass of dirt that seemed to have been pulled up along with the mailbox that was nowhere to be seen, "I don't remember it being windy yesterday..."
Shaking your head, you take the mail and thank Daryl for his help. As you leaf through the pile, you spot a parchment colored envelope in the sea of advertisements and scams, and curiously examine it.
Just A Minute Recruiting Staff
1 Two St.
Somewhere, FL 23423
Your curiosity peaked, you open the envelope and procure one small card from inside. It says:
"Dear Recipient,
I am pleased to announce that you have been chosen to take part in Just A Minute: the Most Epic Game Show in History! You will be pitted against fellow participants in an incredible battle of skill and wits to see who can complete each challenge in Just A Minute! But, there is a twist! Two players will have a special advantage over the rest of the participants each round, allowing them to sabotage other players and raise their chances of earning a prize of $100,000!
Are you up for the challenge? If so, call 554-911-3232 and we will personally fly you to our location!
Stay adventurous,
Just A Minute Recruiting Staff"
You glance at your armchair in contemplation, "It's not like I had other plans... how bad can it be?"
Heaving another large sigh, you walk over to your phone and punch in the numbers from the card.
"Hello, welcome to Just A Minute, how may I help you?"
--=--
Welcome to Mafia: Just A Minute! This isn't the first mafia I've made, but this one will be quite a bit different from the last.
Old Mafia: http://redwallabbey.com/forum/index.php?topic=10571.0
I am getting rid of the anonymous aspect for this game, as the main point is to let the story go as quick as possible, and having to keep track of that considerably slowed me down last time.
The period for joining will be over at this time tomorrow, so if you think it is interesting, join quickly! Of course, I will extend the time to around two days if it seems like we do not have enough participants.
Once the game starts, I will message each of you with your role and begin the story.
Make sense? Probably not, so feel free to ask as many questions as you want.
--=--
Players:
1. Kreg
2. Verduga
3. Cornflower MM
4. Kade Rivok
5. Booklover
6. Gonff the Mousethief
7.
8.
9.
10.
I wanna join!
Hmmmm.....
Why not? Yeah, I'll join,
Ooooooh, me! Mememememe!!
In other, more adult words, I'd like to join please.
This definitely seems interesting. I'm in.
I'm in!
Alright, I am going to extend the joining period to tomorrow so that more people can possibly join :)
Well, since Rosie had to remind me to join, go ahead and sign me up ;D
*Pokes topic*
*Pokes Corn*
*Gasps*
Here it is!
--=--
"Good morning!" Corn remarked to the receptionist as she entered the setting of a new adventure she was about to embark on.
She wasn't the biggest fan of game shows, especially ones that needed coordination and balance. Unless there was an epic dance battle, she was pretty out of her depth. However, something about the invitation she had gotten in the mail a few weeks ago fascinated her, and she couldn't say no. Who knew what interesting things could happen if she signed up to join? She might even win!
The receptionist looked up over her purple-rimmed glasses, "Good morning, ma'am. Your name is?"
"Oh, just Corn," she said, fearing the response that her answer had always elicited.
"Corn?" the receptionist said, chuckling to herself, "Like the vegetable? You must have had quite interesting parents."
"Uh, sure, whatever," Corn replied, clearly frustrated with the young woman, "Is there somewhere I need to sign in?"
The receptionist, still quite amused, shook her head and pointed to a door opposite the entrance "Just go through those doors and take a left. The rest of the participants for this upcoming season that you will be filming should already be in there."
Corn, happy to leave her, followed the receptionist's instructions until she came upon a bright blue door at the end of the hallway, and - taking a deep breath - opened it.
The room that stood in front of her seemed like a small meeting room, with a large window covering one wall and a table in the middle surrounded by chairs, five of which were already filled with people. After quickly glancing around the room, she, as expected for a television show, spotted small hidden cameras stationed at each corner of the room.
"Heyyyy, new guy!" a man said, standing up and walking over to Corn to shake her hand, "Welcome to the club of waiting, I'm Kade Rivok, that's Gonff, the short one is Kreg, that one over there calls herself Booklover, and my buddy here is Verduga."
"Nice to meet all of you! I'm Corn." she remarked, and took an unoccupied chair near the window.
The moment she sat down, the door burst open, and a young man with curly hair and a bright green suit and tie walked in the room.
"Hello, ladies and gentlemen, my name is Daryl and I am the CEO and host of this incredible tv show: Just A Minute! As it was explained to you in the letters you all received, each round of this game will consist of a trial that you will have to complete in Just a Minute! If you do not complete each competition in time, you will be eliminated and sent home. But wait, there is a twist! Two of you will be given a chance to sabotage other players each round to make sure that you are the one to win the $100,000! However, after the round is over, the whole group will vote on who they think had the advantage, and whoever they vote for will be eliminated! If the votes are split in a tie, no one will be eliminated! Great, right? Right. Now, everyone take a card. Written on each is your role in the game."
Everyone grabbed their cards and opened them, some with looks of shock, others with disappointment, and others who did not understand what the others were reacting to. Daryl circled around the table again, now collecting the cards.
"Wonderful participation so far, everyone! These cards will now be burnt in lava to keep everything perfectly secret!" Daryl said enthusiastically, grinning "Now, everyone get up and follow me! It's time for the game to commence!" He turned on his heel and dashed out of the room, leaving the group to scramble out of their seats to catch up with him.
"What was that all about?" Booklover gasped once the group had caught up with their host, "You know we can't follow you if you run off like that!"
Daryl seemed to hear nothing and kept on walking at a brisk pace along the many hallways of the set, with a smug grin pasted on his face.
Kreg veered over to Booklover and patted her on the back, "I think that's part of the point. I mean, TV is supposed to be interesting at any moment it can, right?"
"Yeah," Verduga chimed in, "I once saw a show that threw their participants into a shark pit... I hope that doesn't happen to us!"
"I guess we will just have to wait and see." Gonff remarked, an excited smile spreading across his face, "I hope we get a competition of smarts! Those are the best. Do you think-"
Before he could finish his thought, the group ran behind Daryl through a doorway and realized that they had finally gotten to their destination.
The room consisted of a large pool with two platforms on either end, one of which they were already standing on. The pool itself was divided by glass into six segments, and large inflatable platforms were scattered across each section.
"Welcome, everyone, to the first trial!" Daryl boomed as a large camera, carried by one of his crew, pointed at him and the group. "Line up at the start of each path here, and only one person to a path! I don't want to see any foul play here. At least, not from our non-sabotaging participants! To the two advantaged players, you were given a tiny button along with your card, which you will be able to press during the round to flip over one of someone else's platforms!"
Once everyone had assumed their starting positions, Daryl began talking in his booming voice once again "Ready everyone? Alright! 3, 2, 1, Start!"
--=--
Day 1
Two Mafia alive, one doctor alive.
The messages pertaining to each person's role have been sent.
Mafias and Doctor, please PM me with who you wish to kill/save.
Have fun!
*Grabs some popcorn while jumping across the platforms*
*Tests the platform with my foot before taking a giant step across it.*
*walks slowly across the platform at first, but gradually speeds up*
*Begins bounding across the platforms with confidence, definitely not almost slipping and falling multiple times.*
*Eat's popcorn while watching me eat popcorn in the story*
Oh yeah, this is definitely not a competition of smarts ;D
*Starts to slowly jump across, making sure to not go to fast as to fall down below*
*Waits patiently in the back of the line*
Is anything going to happen? Surely the mafia/werewolf people have decided by now, and all of us who are participating are very active on the forum, I believe.
*Strides across another platform.*
I guess we're Waiting for Rosie to decide when it's time to spring the traps.
*crawls from homework den*
Soon.
*crawls back into homework den*
*Looks back and sees Corn unmoving.*
You.. just gonna stand there?
*Hugs corn*
*Hugs Kreg*
I was waitin' in line. :P
Ummm... is anything going to happen? It has been a month.
Relax. This'll happen. It'll only take...
Just a minute. :laugh:
Okay, Verduga's response was better than anything I have ever seen xD
But I wouldn't keep your hopes up for a post soon. I have Easter break in a few weeks, but until then this won't be my highest priority.
She's got the exaaaaam things. Midterms. Spooooooky.
Is it spoopy though? *Said from the other side of the course.*
Yup, definitely.
*Falls into the pool.*
*Passively watches Verdauga fall.* No. Don't fall. Aaaaaah.
:laugh:
*While sinking.*
Daryl began talking in his booming voice again. "Ready everyone? Alright! 3, 2, 1-"
At that moment, a graphic showing the Just a Minute logo flashed across the screen, cutting Daryl off before the round started.
- - -
A young man who looks suspiciously like Daryl is lying on a reclining beach chair as waves creep up in front of him before returning to where they belong. He is wearing a floppy sun hat and full beach garb as he stares into the distance away from the camera.
"Have you ever pondered the yearnings of wildlife? Have you ever stopped to think about their wants and needs?" Daryl turns to the camera, "Well we did."
Daryl gets up out of his chair and walks out of the shot of the camera, which follows him to an arctic setting. "Seals are the highest customers in the international mailing industry, yet they, as valued customers, have yet to be accommodated for. What an atrocity! Their poor flippers are incapable of correctly closing letters, which is why we, Seal Inc., have designed the Seal SealTM. With one simple adhesive, seals can easily select their desired design of Seal SealTM and mail their worries away! Seal SealTM: we put the seal in seal."
- - -
"CUT" the director shouted, and Daryl relaxed as he walked off of the green screen stage.
"See you tomorrow, Joe!" Daryl remarked and dashed out of the Seal Seal studio. As he approached the pool with the Just a Minute contestants, he began to realize what he had missed.
Kreg was bent over, panting, as his lower half - which had been completely soaked through - dripped water onto the floor. All the others seemed a little more soggy than usual as well, though it only reached up to their ankles due to a couple slip-ups. Kade was attempting to somehow brush the water splatters off of his nice shirt pocket, while Booklover was jumping up and down, energized by the exercise. Near the finish line buttons - which had all been turned green - were Verdauga and Gonff, sitting on the ground clearly tired but not wiped out. Corn had managed to find the crew snack table and was about to steal a bowl of chocolates before Daryl came in.
"You all completed it successfully I see! Well done! And very anticlimactic..." Daryl said in the booming voice he had hidden for the commercial. "So... who do you think was the cheater?"
--=--
Night 1
Two Mafia alive, one doctor alive.
Everyone converse amongst yourselves on who you think is one of the two Mafia based on the clues hidden in this and previous story posts.
Have fun!
I think it's Daryl.
(Are you sure it's not the director?)
Verdauga's name is spelt incorrectly, by the way.
Also, nobody got offed?
I have my suspicions on who the doctor is, and it appears they saved Kreg. As for the mafia, I'm unsure as of right now but I doooooo have a few people in mind. What're y'all's thoughts?
Oooooh, that's what happened. I was confused ;D
I was about to make an actual reply, but I have to go back and examine the previous posts as well, don't I? I'll have to wait until later then to do an in depth analysis.
Yeah I want to scour through as well. Pick everything apart with a fine tooth comb.
Think it might be Kade. ;D
I'm going to wait to go more in depth
Well, I've been taking my own sweet time waiting for others, but I'm going to go ahead and take a look at what we've been given.
Right now, I'm pretty suspicious of
@Kade Rivok and
@Booklover . In the first scene we got with everyone, Kade is quick to appear friendly and introduces me to everyone. The groupings there are something I also found interesting - Could be a potential clue for later? Or nothing. Booklover is also a bit demanding with Daryl, but that's probably nothing.
In our latest snippet, we see
@Kreg soaking wet - Obviously, there was a sabotage attempt, so I'm calling him innocent. Kade is trying to wipe the water splashes from his shirt so he was clearly near Kreg. Was this him saving Kreg, or was Kreg getting ahead of him so he tried to sabotage him? Book is also extremely energized, while the rest of us are not (or in the process of stealing chocolate. XD) - Could it be from an adrenaline rush? No opinion on
@Verdauga and
@Gonff the Mousethief at the moment.