AWARDS
Most Improved
This award goes to the player who's shown a great improvement in performance from the last game. Wonktonodi, last time you were a virtual ghost, and ultimately easy prey for the gimped cop. This time around, you were far from perfect, and you still made several big mistakes, but you clearly went out there and gave it your all, which helps make the game better for everyone. You have earned the title of Most Improved.
Sisyphus Award
TruckOSaurus, we salute you! Day in and day out, you grinded that heavy stone up the mountain. Two of the three nights consisted of you basically talking to yourself, and you were far and away the most productive of the masons. You even broke a rule and risked a modkill, just to get the town back on track, ultimately saving radishead from a lynch! But unlike your mythical predecessor, come night-time you ultimately got crushed by the same boulder you slaved away to get uphill. Better luck next life!
Soothsayer
Zexen, you were absolutely right. SAK exposed himself and nen as scum, and you were the only one to catch on. You even told the town. But telling the town's as far as you went, and now all this blood has gone and ruined the town's collective toga! Et tu, "doctor"?
Elizabeth Taylor Award
Earned by serially committing, at one point or another, to nearly every man you ever laid eyes on. Sometimes repeatedly in one day. Final-Fan, this one's for you. You go girl!
Sasquatch Medal
Rumors swirl of your existence, and there are some grainy photos floating out there that allegedly prove your existence, but in the end there's no scientific proof that you're more than just a figment of the imagination. This one goes to the nearly 50% of the players who got modkilled...
Forrest Gump Title
You entered, played, and ultimately ended this game in something of a haze. Lots of stuff was happening, you're not really sure what, but somehow you wound up at the center of it all time and again, and things just kept going your way! Through no fault of your own, you avoided a lynch because a teammate confirmed your innocence. Without realizing it, you hammered scum time and again. You were one lucky vote away from possibly winning the game for the town! Radishead, you need to stop wasting time posting and forums and instead start buying lotto tickets.
Worst. Faction. Ever.
Oh, Masons. This game was created purely to wean us off leaning on power roles. You made up a quarter of the town, a fifth of the players, and you were told for certain that none of you were scum. You were to be the town's core, able to use your numbers and confirmed innocence to swap notes, interrogate efficiently, and even pull off complicated strategies, if necessary. You would have been tough to lynch, and at one point you had over half the numbers needed to lynch your suspect. Instead, five of you were replaced or modkilled, discussion was basically non-existent, your votes were spread to the four winds, none of you even tried to persuade each other to see your viewpoint, and ultimately it was one of your own who guaranteed the mafia's win. We won't even mention how at least one of your number forgot he was a mason... GOOOOOOOOOOOO TEAM!
King Arthur
Linkzmax, like your namesake, you rose from nothing and were crowned the leader. Also like your namesake, you ultimately failed in your quest, got betrayed by a trusted friend, and died without accomplishing what you set out to do.
The Magnificent Bastard
Teammates dropping like flies? On the verge of getting lynched? An inexperienced scum would panic and give up the game, but you just decided to play it harder. Planting the seeds for a false role-claim, and then cashing in despite the risk of contradiction. Selling out teammates time and again to buy legitimacy in the eyes of the town. Bumping off the skeptics, then earning the trust of the survivors...nen-suer, you didn't play a perfect game, but you certainly played a magnificent and ultimately entertaining one. MVP with a bullet.