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The Greatest Mafia Game Never Played
It was a day like any other on Worstgen, players just got done playing @EkkoLoJinx latest troll madness game when Ariess the OG Troll Host of mafia announced his new game, ''come play it guys! He said'' '' It will be totally nuts! He said''
And so players across the land—hardened veterans, shitposters, and tryhards alike—flocked to sign up.
The game was innocently titled:
"Dragonball Mafia"
People couldn't hold their excitement, after all this was the kind of game where they expected to get roles that let them rewind time, become their own twin, or ascend to godhood if they reached certain conditions.
But Ariess had something far more sinister planned.
The game began with a 1,500-word intro post, detailing crazy wish mechanics and roles, and people braced themselves for the insanity to come
And then…
The role PMs arrived.
The players blinked. Surely this was a joke. A trick. A setup within a setup.
But as they checked with each other, panic set in. Everyone was vanilla. No cop. No doctor. No serial killer disguised as a friendly bus driver who only kills people on Tuesdays.
Just… Vanilla.
The game thread erupted into chaos.
"Wait, where's my ability to become a phoenix if I die while holding a fruit?" Said Fuji
"My role is just… existing? I feel naked." Said Naomi once again being tricked into playing a vanilla game
"Ariess, is this some kind of elaborate multi-phase ARG that unlocks later?" Said resident RPG expert Ratchet
'' Guys, please calm down. Trust in the process, trust... in HIM.'' Said Kekkoberg the Third
To answer the threads pleas Ariess merely posted a
and locked the thread for the night phase.
The players waited with bated breath. Maybe their abilities would activate at night? Maybe some kind of super-role madness awakening event would trigger?
But no.
Nothing happened.
No deaths. No secret actions. No midnight explosion that turned three people into a hydra. Just a new day.
The panic increased.
"Fellas, what do we even do?? We have no info." Said mech slave Pot Goblin
"I think this game is broken." Commented Destroya
"Maybe we're in an alternate reality where we're all bulletproof?" Said forever optimist Flower
"Or maybe… we've already won and we're stuck in the postgame?" Started tinfoiling former opium addict Mr.Reloaded
Ariess simply posted a
With nothing to go on, the players started theorizing.
"What if the scum team doesn't even know they're scum?"
"What if we're ALL scum and the real town is in a different game?"
"Wait… is Ariess the only mafia member and we have to lynch HIM??"
Votes were thrown at random. The thread devolved into accusations of sorcery and mind games.
But when the final vote count came in…
Nobody was lynched.
When asked , Ariess smugly told them:
"There was never a lynch mechanic in this game."
The players finally understood.
There were no night kills.
There were no lynches.
There were no powers.
There were no scum.
This wasn't Mafia.
This was hell.
The players begged Ariess to stop.
"Please, just kill someone. Anyone. Let us out."
Ariess simply responded:
"You're free to leave at any time. You just have to admit you lost the game."
But one cant simply cant lose the game, so the players REFUSED.
57 real-time days passed.
No flips. No votes. Just a thread full of increasingly deranged conspiracies and copypasta manifestos. Clans formed, religions were created and sanity had finaly lost.
Some players went feral. They wrote entire fanfiction arcs about what should be happening in the game. Others began worshiping Ariess as a god hoping to be chosen for rapture. Some attempted to speedrun exile from the game by posting spoilers for other Mafia games.
But Ariess would not budge.
The game had no win condition. No endgame state. Just pure, unrelenting nothingness.
At long last, a single player cracked.
"Fine. I give up. I lost."
Ariess immediately locked the thread.
And with a single post, he declared:
"Mafia has won."
The remaining players lost their minds. "THERE WAS A MAFIA?? WHO??"
Ariess revealed the final truth.
"Me. I was the MafiaAnd I killed your will to play."
And with that, he disappeared into the void, leaving behind a player base permanently scarred.
The game was recorded in Mafia history as the worst/best game ever played.
Some called it a masterpiece of psychological horror. Others called it a war crime. But one thing was certain…
No one ever trusted an Ariess game ever again.
But as they checked with each other, panic set in. Everyone was vanilla. No cop. No doctor. No serial killer disguised as a friendly bus driver who only kills people on Tuesdays.
Just… Vanilla.
The game thread erupted into chaos.
"Wait, where's my ability to become a phoenix if I die while holding a fruit?" Said Fuji
"My role is just… existing? I feel naked." Said Naomi once again being tricked into playing a vanilla game
"Ariess, is this some kind of elaborate multi-phase ARG that unlocks later?" Said resident RPG expert Ratchet
'' Guys, please calm down. Trust in the process, trust... in HIM.'' Said Kekkoberg the Third
To answer the threads pleas Ariess merely posted a
and locked the thread for the night phase.The players waited with bated breath. Maybe their abilities would activate at night? Maybe some kind of super-role madness awakening event would trigger?
But no.
Nothing happened.
No deaths. No secret actions. No midnight explosion that turned three people into a hydra. Just a new day.
The panic increased.
"Fellas, what do we even do?? We have no info." Said mech slave Pot Goblin
"I think this game is broken." Commented Destroya
"Maybe we're in an alternate reality where we're all bulletproof?" Said forever optimist Flower
"Or maybe… we've already won and we're stuck in the postgame?" Started tinfoiling former opium addict Mr.Reloaded
Ariess simply posted a
With nothing to go on, the players started theorizing.
"What if the scum team doesn't even know they're scum?"
"What if we're ALL scum and the real town is in a different game?"
"Wait… is Ariess the only mafia member and we have to lynch HIM??"
Votes were thrown at random. The thread devolved into accusations of sorcery and mind games.
But when the final vote count came in…
Nobody was lynched.
When asked , Ariess smugly told them:
"There was never a lynch mechanic in this game."
The players finally understood.
There were no night kills.
There were no lynches.
There were no powers.
There were no scum.
This wasn't Mafia.
This was hell.
The players begged Ariess to stop.
"Please, just kill someone. Anyone. Let us out."
Ariess simply responded:
"You're free to leave at any time. You just have to admit you lost the game."
But one cant simply cant lose the game, so the players REFUSED.
57 real-time days passed.
No flips. No votes. Just a thread full of increasingly deranged conspiracies and copypasta manifestos. Clans formed, religions were created and sanity had finaly lost.
Some players went feral. They wrote entire fanfiction arcs about what should be happening in the game. Others began worshiping Ariess as a god hoping to be chosen for rapture. Some attempted to speedrun exile from the game by posting spoilers for other Mafia games.
But Ariess would not budge.
The game had no win condition. No endgame state. Just pure, unrelenting nothingness.
At long last, a single player cracked.
"Fine. I give up. I lost."
Ariess immediately locked the thread.
And with a single post, he declared:
"Mafia has won."
The remaining players lost their minds. "THERE WAS A MAFIA?? WHO??"
Ariess revealed the final truth.
"Me. I was the Mafia
And I killed your will to play."And with that, he disappeared into the void, leaving behind a player base permanently scarred.
The game was recorded in Mafia history as the worst/best game ever played.
Some called it a masterpiece of psychological horror. Others called it a war crime. But one thing was certain…
No one ever trusted an Ariess game ever again.
@Yoho
@Saber
@Charlie
@Fujishiro
@Yo Tan Wa
@Alexis2282AE
@York
@Crowned Witch
@Blax Blah
@Lethal Banks
@Ghostface Killa
@The Orca
@Polar Bear
@Naomi
@Ratchet
@Red Night
@Flower
@Stargate
@MUUGEN
@Bohancockshuband
@Alwaysmind
@Destroya
@Lord Melkor
@Jaguark101
@Michelle
@Reloaded
@Pot Goblin
@Random Asshole
@Sir Yasheen
@tepig19283
@EkkoLoJinx
@SoulKiller
@Mashiro Blue
@Guilo
@Ariess
@Saber
@Charlie
@Fujishiro
@Yo Tan Wa
@Alexis2282AE
@York
@Crowned Witch
@Blax Blah
@Lethal Banks
@Ghostface Killa
@The Orca
@Polar Bear
@Naomi
@Ratchet
@Red Night
@Flower
@Stargate
@MUUGEN
@Bohancockshuband
@Alwaysmind
@Destroya
@Lord Melkor
@Jaguark101
@Michelle
@Reloaded
@Pot Goblin
@Random Asshole
@Sir Yasheen
@tepig19283
@EkkoLoJinx
@SoulKiller
@Mashiro Blue
@Guilo
@Ariess
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The Greatest Mafia Game Never Played
It was a day like any other on Worstgen, players just got done playing @EkkoLoJinx latest troll madness game when Ariess the OG Troll Host of mafia announced his new game, ''come play it guys! He said'' '' It will be totally nuts! He said''
And so players across the land—hardened veterans, shitposters, and tryhards alike—flocked to sign up.
The game was innocently titled:
"Dragonball Mafia"
People couldn't hold their excitement, after all this was the kind of game where they expected to get roles that let them rewind time, become their own twin, or ascend to godhood if they reached certain conditions.
But Ariess had something far more sinister planned.
The game began with a 1,500-word intro post, detailing crazy wish mechanics and roles, and people braced themselves for the insanity to come
And then…
The role PMs arrived.
The players blinked. Surely this was a joke. A trick. A setup within a setup.
But as they checked with each other, panic set in. Everyone was vanilla. No cop. No doctor. No serial killer disguised as a friendly bus driver who only kills people on Tuesdays.
Just… Vanilla.
The game thread erupted into chaos.
"Wait, where's my ability to become a phoenix if I die while holding a fruit?" Said Fuji
"My role is just… existing? I feel naked." Said Naomi once again being tricked into playing a vanilla game
"Ariess, is this some kind of elaborate multi-phase ARG that unlocks later?" Said resident RPG expert Ratchet
'' Guys, please calm down. Trust in the process, trust... in HIM.'' Said Kekkoberg the Third
To answer the threads pleas Ariess merely posted a and locked the thread for the night phase.
The players waited with bated breath. Maybe their abilities would activate at night? Maybe some kind of super-role madness awakening event would trigger?
But no.
Nothing happened.
No deaths. No secret actions. No midnight explosion that turned three people into a hydra. Just a new day.
The panic increased.
"Fellas, what do we even do?? We have no info." Said mech slave Pot Goblin
"I think this game is broken." Commented Destroya
"Maybe we're in an alternate reality where we're all bulletproof?" Said forever optimist Flower
"Or maybe… we've already won and we're stuck in the postgame?" Started tinfoiling former opium addict Mr.Reloaded
Ariess simply posted a thumbs-up emoji.
With nothing to go on, the players started theorizing.
"What if the scum team doesn't even know they're scum?"
"What if we're ALL scum and the real town is in a different game?"
"Wait… is Ariess the only mafia member and we have to find HIM??"
Votes were thrown at random. The thread devolved into accusations of sorcery and mind games.
But when the final vote count came in…
Nobody was lynched.
When asked , Ariess smugly told them:
"There was never a lynch mechanic in this game."
The players finally understood.
There were no night kills.
There were no lynches.
There were no powers.
There were no scum.
This wasn't Mafia.
This was hell.
The players begged Ariess to stop.
"Please, just kill someone. Anyone. Let us out."
Ariess simply responded:
"You're free to leave at any time. You just have to admit you lost the game."
But one cant simply cant lose the game, so the players REFUSED.
57 real-time days passed.
No flips. No votes. Just a thread full of increasingly deranged conspiracies and copypasta manifestos. Clans formed, religions were created and sanity had finaly lost.
Some players went feral. They wrote entire fanfiction arcs about what should be happening in the game. Others began worshiping Ariess as a god hoping to be chosen for rapture. Some attempted to speedrun exile from the game by posting spoilers for other Mafia games.
But Ariess would not budge.
The game had no win condition. No endgame state. Just pure, unrelenting nothingness.
At long last, a single player cracked.
"Fine. I give up. I lost."
Ariess immediately locked the thread.
And with a single post, he declared:
"Mafia has won."
The remaining players lost their minds. "THERE WAS A MAFIA?? WHO??"
Ariess revealed the final truth.
"Me. I was the MafiaAnd I killed your will to play."
And with that, he disappeared into the void, leaving behind a player base permanently scarred.
The game was recorded in Mafia history as the worst/best game ever played.
Some called it a masterpiece of psychological horror. Others called it a war crime. But one thing was certain…
No one ever trusted an Ariess game ever again.
But as they checked with each other, panic set in. Everyone was vanilla. No cop. No doctor. No serial killer disguised as a friendly bus driver who only kills people on Tuesdays.
Just… Vanilla.
The game thread erupted into chaos.
"Wait, where's my ability to become a phoenix if I die while holding a fruit?" Said Fuji
"My role is just… existing? I feel naked." Said Naomi once again being tricked into playing a vanilla game
"Ariess, is this some kind of elaborate multi-phase ARG that unlocks later?" Said resident RPG expert Ratchet
'' Guys, please calm down. Trust in the process, trust... in HIM.'' Said Kekkoberg the Third
To answer the threads pleas Ariess merely posted a
and locked the thread for the night phase.The players waited with bated breath. Maybe their abilities would activate at night? Maybe some kind of super-role madness awakening event would trigger?
But no.
Nothing happened.
No deaths. No secret actions. No midnight explosion that turned three people into a hydra. Just a new day.
The panic increased.
"Fellas, what do we even do?? We have no info." Said mech slave Pot Goblin
"I think this game is broken." Commented Destroya
"Maybe we're in an alternate reality where we're all bulletproof?" Said forever optimist Flower
"Or maybe… we've already won and we're stuck in the postgame?" Started tinfoiling former opium addict Mr.Reloaded
Ariess simply posted a thumbs-up emoji.
With nothing to go on, the players started theorizing.
"What if the scum team doesn't even know they're scum?"
"What if we're ALL scum and the real town is in a different game?"
"Wait… is Ariess the only mafia member and we have to find HIM??"
Votes were thrown at random. The thread devolved into accusations of sorcery and mind games.
But when the final vote count came in…
Nobody was lynched.
When asked , Ariess smugly told them:
"There was never a lynch mechanic in this game."
The players finally understood.
There were no night kills.
There were no lynches.
There were no powers.
There were no scum.
This wasn't Mafia.
This was hell.
The players begged Ariess to stop.
"Please, just kill someone. Anyone. Let us out."
Ariess simply responded:
"You're free to leave at any time. You just have to admit you lost the game."
But one cant simply cant lose the game, so the players REFUSED.
57 real-time days passed.
No flips. No votes. Just a thread full of increasingly deranged conspiracies and copypasta manifestos. Clans formed, religions were created and sanity had finaly lost.
Some players went feral. They wrote entire fanfiction arcs about what should be happening in the game. Others began worshiping Ariess as a god hoping to be chosen for rapture. Some attempted to speedrun exile from the game by posting spoilers for other Mafia games.
But Ariess would not budge.
The game had no win condition. No endgame state. Just pure, unrelenting nothingness.
At long last, a single player cracked.
"Fine. I give up. I lost."
Ariess immediately locked the thread.
And with a single post, he declared:
"Mafia has won."
The remaining players lost their minds. "THERE WAS A MAFIA?? WHO??"
Ariess revealed the final truth.
"Me. I was the Mafia
And I killed your will to play."And with that, he disappeared into the void, leaving behind a player base permanently scarred.
The game was recorded in Mafia history as the worst/best game ever played.
Some called it a masterpiece of psychological horror. Others called it a war crime. But one thing was certain…
No one ever trusted an Ariess game ever again.
but vanilla mention. ugh
now i can feel less guilty spamming the thread
The Greatest Mafia Game Never Played
It was a day like any other on Worstgen, players just got done playing @EkkoLoJinx latest troll madness game when Ariess the OG Troll Host of mafia announced his new game, ''come play it guys! He said'' '' It will be totally nuts! He said''
And so players across the land—hardened veterans, shitposters, and tryhards alike—flocked to sign up.
The game was innocently titled:
"Dragonball Mafia"
People couldn't hold their excitement, after all this was the kind of game where they expected to get roles that let them rewind time, become their own twin, or ascend to godhood if they reached certain conditions.
But Ariess had something far more sinister planned.
The game began with a 1,500-word intro post, detailing crazy wish mechanics and roles, and people braced themselves for the insanity to come
And then…
The role PMs arrived.
The players blinked. Surely this was a joke. A trick. A setup within a setup.
But as they checked with each other, panic set in. Everyone was vanilla. No cop. No doctor. No serial killer disguised as a friendly bus driver who only kills people on Tuesdays.
Just… Vanilla.
The game thread erupted into chaos.
"Wait, where's my ability to become a phoenix if I die while holding a fruit?" Said Fuji
"My role is just… existing? I feel naked." Said Naomi once again being tricked into playing a vanilla game
"Ariess, is this some kind of elaborate multi-phase ARG that unlocks later?" Said resident RPG expert Ratchet
'' Guys, please calm down. Trust in the process, trust... in HIM.'' Said Kekkoberg the Third
To answer the threads pleas Ariess merely posted a and locked the thread for the night phase.
The players waited with bated breath. Maybe their abilities would activate at night? Maybe some kind of super-role madness awakening event would trigger?
But no.
Nothing happened.
No deaths. No secret actions. No midnight explosion that turned three people into a hydra. Just a new day.
The panic increased.
"Fellas, what do we even do?? We have no info." Said mech slave Pot Goblin
"I think this game is broken." Commented Destroya
"Maybe we're in an alternate reality where we're all bulletproof?" Said forever optimist Flower
"Or maybe… we've already won and we're stuck in the postgame?" Started tinfoiling former opium addict Mr.Reloaded
Ariess simply posted a
With nothing to go on, the players started theorizing.
"What if the scum team doesn't even know they're scum?"
"What if we're ALL scum and the real town is in a different game?"
"Wait… is Ariess the only mafia member and we have to lynch HIM??"
Votes were thrown at random. The thread devolved into accusations of sorcery and mind games.
But when the final vote count came in…
Nobody was lynched.
When asked , Ariess smugly told them:
"There was never a lynch mechanic in this game."
The players finally understood.
There were no night kills.
There were no lynches.
There were no powers.
There were no scum.
This wasn't Mafia.
This was hell.
The players begged Ariess to stop.
"Please, just kill someone. Anyone. Let us out."
Ariess simply responded:
"You're free to leave at any time. You just have to admit you lost the game."
But one cant simply cant lose the game, so the players REFUSED.
57 real-time days passed.
No flips. No votes. Just a thread full of increasingly deranged conspiracies and copypasta manifestos. Clans formed, religions were created and sanity had finaly lost.
Some players went feral. They wrote entire fanfiction arcs about what should be happening in the game. Others began worshiping Ariess as a god hoping to be chosen for rapture. Some attempted to speedrun exile from the game by posting spoilers for other Mafia games.
But Ariess would not budge.
The game had no win condition. No endgame state. Just pure, unrelenting nothingness.
At long last, a single player cracked.
"Fine. I give up. I lost."
Ariess immediately locked the thread.
And with a single post, he declared:
"Mafia has won."
The remaining players lost their minds. "THERE WAS A MAFIA?? WHO??"
Ariess revealed the final truth.
"Me. I was the MafiaAnd I killed your will to play."
And with that, he disappeared into the void, leaving behind a player base permanently scarred.
The game was recorded in Mafia history as the worst/best game ever played.
Some called it a masterpiece of psychological horror. Others called it a war crime. But one thing was certain…
No one ever trusted an Ariess game ever again.
But as they checked with each other, panic set in. Everyone was vanilla. No cop. No doctor. No serial killer disguised as a friendly bus driver who only kills people on Tuesdays.
Just… Vanilla.
The game thread erupted into chaos.
"Wait, where's my ability to become a phoenix if I die while holding a fruit?" Said Fuji
"My role is just… existing? I feel naked." Said Naomi once again being tricked into playing a vanilla game
"Ariess, is this some kind of elaborate multi-phase ARG that unlocks later?" Said resident RPG expert Ratchet
'' Guys, please calm down. Trust in the process, trust... in HIM.'' Said Kekkoberg the Third
To answer the threads pleas Ariess merely posted a
and locked the thread for the night phase.The players waited with bated breath. Maybe their abilities would activate at night? Maybe some kind of super-role madness awakening event would trigger?
But no.
Nothing happened.
No deaths. No secret actions. No midnight explosion that turned three people into a hydra. Just a new day.
The panic increased.
"Fellas, what do we even do?? We have no info." Said mech slave Pot Goblin
"I think this game is broken." Commented Destroya
"Maybe we're in an alternate reality where we're all bulletproof?" Said forever optimist Flower
"Or maybe… we've already won and we're stuck in the postgame?" Started tinfoiling former opium addict Mr.Reloaded
Ariess simply posted a
With nothing to go on, the players started theorizing.
"What if the scum team doesn't even know they're scum?"
"What if we're ALL scum and the real town is in a different game?"
"Wait… is Ariess the only mafia member and we have to lynch HIM??"
Votes were thrown at random. The thread devolved into accusations of sorcery and mind games.
But when the final vote count came in…
Nobody was lynched.
When asked , Ariess smugly told them:
"There was never a lynch mechanic in this game."
The players finally understood.
There were no night kills.
There were no lynches.
There were no powers.
There were no scum.
This wasn't Mafia.
This was hell.
The players begged Ariess to stop.
"Please, just kill someone. Anyone. Let us out."
Ariess simply responded:
"You're free to leave at any time. You just have to admit you lost the game."
But one cant simply cant lose the game, so the players REFUSED.
57 real-time days passed.
No flips. No votes. Just a thread full of increasingly deranged conspiracies and copypasta manifestos. Clans formed, religions were created and sanity had finaly lost.
Some players went feral. They wrote entire fanfiction arcs about what should be happening in the game. Others began worshiping Ariess as a god hoping to be chosen for rapture. Some attempted to speedrun exile from the game by posting spoilers for other Mafia games.
But Ariess would not budge.
The game had no win condition. No endgame state. Just pure, unrelenting nothingness.
At long last, a single player cracked.
"Fine. I give up. I lost."
Ariess immediately locked the thread.
And with a single post, he declared:
"Mafia has won."
The remaining players lost their minds. "THERE WAS A MAFIA?? WHO??"
Ariess revealed the final truth.
"Me. I was the Mafia
And I killed your will to play."And with that, he disappeared into the void, leaving behind a player base permanently scarred.
The game was recorded in Mafia history as the worst/best game ever played.
Some called it a masterpiece of psychological horror. Others called it a war crime. But one thing was certain…
No one ever trusted an Ariess game ever again.
@Yoho
@Saber
@Charlie
@Fujishiro
@Yo Tan Wa
@Alexis2282AE
@York
@Crowned Witch
@Blax Blah
@Lethal Banks
@Ghostface Killa
@The Orca
@Polar Bear
@Naomi
@Ratchet
@Red Night
@Flower
@Stargate
@MUUGEN
@Bohancockshuband
@Alwaysmind
@Destroya
@Lord Melkor
@Jaguark101
@Michelle
@Reloaded
@Pot Goblin
@Random Asshole
@Sir Yasheen
@tepig19283
@EkkoLoJinx
@SoulKiller
@Mashiro Blue
@Guilo
@Ariess
@Saber
@Charlie
@Fujishiro
@Yo Tan Wa
@Alexis2282AE
@York
@Crowned Witch
@Blax Blah
@Lethal Banks
@Ghostface Killa
@The Orca
@Polar Bear
@Naomi
@Ratchet
@Red Night
@Flower
@Stargate
@MUUGEN
@Bohancockshuband
@Alwaysmind
@Destroya
@Lord Melkor
@Jaguark101
@Michelle
@Reloaded
@Pot Goblin
@Random Asshole
@Sir Yasheen
@tepig19283
@EkkoLoJinx
@SoulKiller
@Mashiro Blue
@Guilo
@Ariess