# Infra - Top 80
@ Elrohir

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1    Word        5552
2    Metehan        5468
3    Lew        5313
4    Broadway Joe        5224
5    BarccardiBreezer        5201
6    lopred        5089
7    Fast        5064
8    Wysiwyg        4980
8    I AM        4980
10    No        4944
11    Laurent        4841
12    Hon        4777
13    PAUL OAKENFOLD        4755
14    Kreytari        4663
15    Sonne        4453
16    Tideborn        4427
17    Hoo Hooo Hooooot        4400
18    Sound        4200
19    hmmmm        4162
20    The Cullen Family        4044
21    The Real Deal        3975
22    Zompy        3942
23    Michael Garibaldi        3936
24    Avatar        3927
25    Nandromedia        3901
26    Meepo        3865
27    cameroon        3812
28    The Guitar Hero        3798
29    NoobsOnDrugs        3767
30    AVP        3763
31    TheBigOne        3740
32    TheOz        3713
33    autobahn        3710
34    Under World        3662
35    Titanic        3599
36    LuStEr        3563
37    Mr Nice Guy        3414
38    Lonely im so Lonely        3402
39    General Halleck        3373
40    Flip        3324
41    Doublemint        3288
42    Snuffeh        3286
43    Uumphff        3283
44    IAM        3227
45    Lone Cat        3208
46    Pawn        3082
47    Spartacus        3072
48    Clone        3055
49    Zidi        3030
50    Petrolstone        3023
51    Mr Awesome        3017
52    Paroxet        3013
53    Soul of Power        2965
54    Mechanics        2922
55    Luv Stinks        2914
56    eGo        2846
57    Idiot Family        2796
58    Carrot        2775
59    FORKandSPOON        2767
60    Yambretta        2737
61    stevy        2675
62    The Zarqixxi Empire        2468
63    and only        2458
64    How2play        2456
65    shiznitcrazy        2412
66    WiCKed        2391
67    fosho        2243
68    POO        2231
69    Blixa        2187
70    Boris Igor XVI        2173
71    Revenant        2113
72    wizbans        2095
73    Neo the one and only        1907
74    pht        1865
75    One        1729
76    Dota Man        1713
77    Morbo        1519
78    wabadooooo        1496
79    SG Draknard        1488
80    Subliminal        1391

It is fun if you have some spare time. It won't replace the other mafia.

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A very suitable topic name, it appears to have been!
Congratulations to sole survivor, Mayor and Godfather:  evilsheep_Naked

Two men were walking down Salem main road, down town at the heart of the village. They seemed normal at first, but if you looked more closely you could see that there was more to these two guys. If you wouldn't know better you would think that these two were lovers. But if they were, they tried to hide carefully.

Finally, they arrived at Thirdrock's place. The other man threw his empty Starbucks container into the trash and picked up a copy of the daily paper that lay on the doormat. "Finally a long day is over, a very sad day." Thirdrock said. The other man replied with a sad smile as he entered the house.

Thirdrock turned around and grabbed the garbage bin, it was Wednesday already and tomorrow morning the garbage collectors would pick up all trash, so he had to put the bin at the end of the street.

Meanwhile the other man was about to sit down, but instead he heard screams and a gunshot down the street. He rushed outside to see if he could help, he saw a well suited-man standing over a dead body. He recognized the dead man at once. It was his friend and true love Thirdrock. He was so freaked out seeing blood coming from Thirdrock's head that he didn't think of the suited-man who shot him in the knee-cap. He cried out in such pain as the suited-man came up to him to finish the job. He was barely able to move, as the killer approached him. He felt around him on the ground to see if he could use something to defend himself with. A nearby rock was his answer and with a ferocious swing he tossed the stone against his attacker.

The Godfather groaned as the stone had struck him hard in the stomach. But he was a tough mobster. Godfather for a reason, alive for a reason! He reassembled his thoughts and focused back on Undeath who was not trying to get away as he thought, but was crawling towards Thirdrock. Sobbing loudly as he stroke his hair.

The Godfather moved over to Undeath aiming the pistol at his head. "How romantic" he said grinningly and with one squeeze he unleashed the bullet from the chamber and shot Undeath in the head. He tucked away the pistol in his classy black suit and walked away. 'A good night this has been, a real good night indeed.'

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It is now ** DAY ** Everony has until 22.00 GMT to cast their votes. Deadline will be extended if needed, since this is so late game.

let it go till after round Torq

She was glad her day/night working at a gentleman's club serving drinks was at an end. KT was too shy to be one of the girls on the catwalk, and clumsy enough that dancing around in stiletto heals would put her on long term disability. Of course, being down in the "pits" with the guys was no vacation either. Every round of beer came with a pinch, a touch or a leer... the looks were actually worse than the touches. The lust emanating from their eyes made her shudder. It was times like these she missed Arnor, they were a team, a good one at that. Look what she had to do know for a living, being a police officer in Salem just didn't cut it any more and her kittens had to be fed.

There were always plenty who asked to drive her home every night, but she always declined. She didn't want to get involved with anyone from this part of her life. Besides, she liked the motion of the train. The gentle rocking helped her relax, and after a night of loud music and low lights she could use some relaxation. On the train everyone kept to themselves and if not.. well she could handle herself.

Upon arrival it was just a couple of blocks and she would be home. KT walked down the stairs from the platform holding the hand rail. Her shoes had a sexy heel, just high enough she needed to pay attention to each step. The last thing I need is a twisted ankle, she thought.

As she reached the final steps a strange sensation washed over her; a chill like someone was watching her, with bad intent. She wondered where the phase came from as her eyes swept passed the man at the bottom of the platform. He wore an Italian looking suit, it looked old, but also very sophisticated. "Would the godfather be that theatrical?" She shrugged it off and walked passed the man.

His right hand slipped out of his pocket. KT couldn't see what he was gripping until light from a passing car glinted off the steel blade as he opened the knife.

"Game over" he said in a gravelly voice.

KT was shocked, paralysed by the unreal scene unfolding before her eyes. The man closed the distance between them in lightning speed. He grabbed hold of her hair and wrenched her head back. She screamed reflexively. He brought the knife up to her throat. She tried to break free, but the man was just too strong. He then swiftly slit her throat and let go of KT as she dropped to the floor. Her vision grew dark. The city sounds and lights were dimming until all was black and quiet.

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It is now ** DAY ** Everyone has until 08.00 GMT on wednesday to cast their vote.

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Maybe one of the most important lynches for the town of Salem. The day they are lynching their good spirited mayor Torqez. Is the mayor of Salem the godfather? Playing the town from the very beginning? Torqez got dragged onto the platform and the noose was placed around his neck.

"Any last words?"

Torqez shook his head and said: "I told you, I am innocent. You better put flowers on my grave, next to my monument !!".

The lever was pulled and Torqez fell through the latch. The town looked puzzled as they found nothing that could relate Torqez to any kind of Mafia. They had killed their mayor for nothing..

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It is now ** NIGHT ** this phase will end when I have time to write the story!

torqez - 5 - ( Thirdrock, Genesis, Undeath, KT, Iluvatar )
Iluvatar - 4- ( Torqez * 2, Evilsheep, Gratitude )

One late night at la Chez -one of the fancier restaurants in Salem-, a man sits inside waiting for someone, he drinks his cognac as the hours slip bye. The man looks troubled, but it is hard to tell what troubles him. He looks lonely, yet still he is waiting for someone. Then a another man walks in the restaurant and seats himself across from the man, he hands him an envelop. They have a conversation, which seems to heat up. The troubled man looks fierce and squeezes his knife, hard enough to make his knuckles turn white. The latter man apparently offended by something the other said stood up at once. He rushed off, looking back at the other guy a bit scared you could say.

He walks out toward his car in the parking lot. He sits and puts his keys into the ignition. Just a sort of growling sound is heard as he turns the key, The car fails to start. He tries again, but the only thing he hears is the engine failing to start. "Crap" says the man, he opens the door, to check under the hood.

BOOM!

* THE NEXT DAY *

The remaining townies -all seemingly to have caught word of the exploding car- go through the pieces of the burnt car, the wreckage lies everywhere and so does the man.

"Anyone know what happened?" one of them asks

One of the others turned around and said:
"We have what looks like a car bomb going off in the middle of the night, there was a man inside the car when it blew so it looks like murder"

"Anyone know who it is?"

"Yea.. it's destroyyoutoo"

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It is now day, everyone has until 11.00 GMT to cast their votes.

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Everyone knew that Petrolstone was troubled by a serious case of dissociative identity disorder. A few days ago, one of his alter ego's named Deci popped up and took control of the situation. Unfortunately for him, Petrolstone had been a naughty boy and had joined the Mafia.

It was the same day that Deci surfaced that the town had already figured that out and an investigation by our late Arnor and partner had proven this. His fate was sealed and so Deci got dragged onto the platform. The town cheered and yelled as the noose was placed tightly around his neck. The latch opened once more and there he hang.. Deci/Petrolstone the mobster.

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It is now ** NIGHT **
The Godfather has until 16.00 GMT to make a decision. If he does it before then, I will shorten the night and start the new day early.

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Walking, almost skipping, down the street, the man in black gets closer to the bar he was in earlier, and begins humming 'Can't touch me." In the bar, two Italian looking men sit around a table. One counting money, the other pouring a drink for himself and the other one.

"Can you believe the balls on that freak that came in earlier," the one on the left said to the other one snickering slightly. They bioth remembered the guy, like it would be hard to forget.

"He walks in like he got no good sense anyway," the other says quickly counting through money. "Then claims we are mobsters." They laughed like they did almost when he said it to them.

"Guess we didn't have to beat his head in," the guy on the right said taking a long drink of cognac. "He smiled at you, probably gay.."

"Hey, you can't tell these days," the first guy said.

They didn't notice that the weird guy had entered the bar again. He approached the two guys and whispered: "I almost sure you are mobsters and soon you will all be lynched." The man turned around to leave the bar and prepare his statement for tomorrow.

"A bold move to come here mister", one of the guys said. "If we are mobsters, what makes you think we won't kill you right here, right now?"

The man looked a bit frightened, he had not thought this through all too well. He slowly moved towards the door, sighing loudly in relieve as he closed the door and stepped outside. He quickly turned the corner and cursed a bit "how could I have been so full of myself; to just go face those mobsters". He was about to praise to whoever that he got away that he did not notice the man coming around the corner so quick, a man packed with a huge shotgun. He didn't say a word when he unloaded on the brave police officer, shredding skin, clothes and bone.The shotgun clicking let him know that he was empty, although he could have stopped firing two or three shots back. The man looked down at the fallen cop and said: "Game over, Arnor".

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It is now ** DAY ** phase, everyone has until 10.00 GMT to cast their votes