Mafia 80: Case Study 2 "An Analysis of Miguel"

General IC Mafia
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His breathing became heavy. He had anticipated this moment, however it was still a surprise. He wanted this so badly, ever since he laid eyes upon her face. He had seen her in the same cafe, sitting at the same table for weeks. He chanced glances from the other side of the room, wondering what he would say to her if he’d gotten the opportunity. It’s not that he was shy, he just couldn’t quite muster the confidence to say hello. Who does that? Who goes up to a random woman in 2019 to say hi? If only he could get her social media information, then he could send her a DM.

It was his luck that she was in line with him, at the same time, right behind him. He picked up his coffee and sat at his table. He was about to take a sip when he noticed that she was standing over him.

“Excuse me, I THINK you might’ve gotten my drink from the pickup line.”

Miguel: “Oh really?” He looked at the cup. “You’re right, they gave me yours. Ashley is it?”

Ashley: “Yes, and you’re Miguel.”

Miguel: “How did you guess my name?”

Ashley held up the cup.

Miguel laughed. Ashley laughed. They both laughed.

That was 6 weeks ago. They now sat on his living room couch, making out while The Mandalorian played in the background. He cuffed one of her breasts. She didn’t pull away. He rubbed it some more. He was smooth. He was confident that this was gonna happen. Ashley was so hot, so sexy. He stopped kissing her momentarily to pull of her shirt. One of the buttons got caught in her hair.

Ashley: “OW!”

Miguel: “Sorry, Sorry!”

Ashley: “It’s ok. Don’t worry.”

She pulled off her shirt. Miguel tried to unhook her bra but had trouble with it. In fact, she was worried that he would break the latch.

Ashley: “Here let me.”

She easily removed her bra and exposed her 34 C cups. Miguel stared. He was so erect.

Miguel: “Wow, you have great boobs.”

Ashley laughed and thanked him. She expected him to suck on them, but his eyes remained fixated on them. He didn’t move.

Ashley: “Umm, Miguel?”

Miguel: “They’re so big. WOW!”

Ashley: “Come have a closer look then.”

Miguel: “They’re like…gorgeous sandbags. Or water balloons.”

Ashley: “Wait…what?”

Miguel: “Yeah, so huge. Wow.”

He placed his hands on her nipples and begin twisting them like radio knobs.

Ashley: “OUCH! What the fuck are you doing?”

Miguel: “Sorry.”

Ashley: “You know what, I’m gonna go. This isn’t what I had in mind.”

She quickly dressed and left. Miguel sat still and wondered what went wrong this time. This was the 4th time that this took place. His mood quickly shifted. He became angry with himself. He wanted to be better. He was no longer the Miguel that he was moments ago. He was someone else. Another of his 19 personalities. This time he was Claude. A french painter with an addiction to alcohol. During one of his binges, the bartender gave him a card. That card belonged to a married couple that specialized in mental health counseling. He read the card:

The Offices of Nolio LPC & Tish LMHC

555-555-5555

He called the number. He didn’t expect it to ring since it was so late in the evening.

Nolio: “Hello?”

Melvin (Claude): “Yes, I got your card from someone. I would like to schedule an appointment. I’m…I’m having trouble with women. I have a condition. Me and my other personalities…”

Nolio: “Ok. Why don’t you stop by the office tomorrow morning at 10am. I have an open morning.”

Melvin: “That would be great.”

In the background

Honeyyyyyy, I’m ready for Round 4. Come onnnnnn.

Nolio: “I gotta go. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Nolio hung up the phone and grabbed a bowl of ice and a spatula.

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Roles:

The Alliance Personalities (Mob)

Charlie Sheen (Mob Godfather)

Miguel’s favorite actor and role model is none other than famed madman Charlie Sheen. He represents Miguel’s desire to be completely uninhibited and an “Alpha.” Unfortunately, he also represents the worst parts of Miguel and must be cut out. He is immature, irresponsible, self-absorbed and an overall Asshole. Charlie is not like the other personalities. He’s extremely resilient. When his intentions are looked into (investigated) he will appear to be a good-mannered personality with no ill will. Each night phase, he will instruct his allied personalities to kill off one of the others in an attempt to dominate Miguel’s body.

Victor Von Halen III (Mob Cop)

Victor is the epitome of a chauvinist. He does not respect women as even half of his equal. He hates the idea of being submissive. He’s brutally honest and has no tact. He would never pay for a first date and doesn’t call after sex. If he has his way, Miguel will be a drink chugging, chain smoking womanizing whore of a man. Each night, he has the ability to find information about the other personalities that could prove useful to the alliance.

Damian Dark (Mob Roleblocker)
Damian is known for being a hater of anything positive. He’s negative in every since of the word, even going as far as to find things about himself that he hates. This mindset makes him an ideal ally for Charlie, as Damian despises all that the good personalities of Miguel represent. He goes out of his way each night to block them from improving Miguel’s dating life. Cannot block the same personality twice in a row.

Justin James (Mob Hitman)
Justin is irresponsible and incredibly bratty. He blames everything on everyone else and can’t get out of his own way. He joined the alliance simply because he blames Miguel’s dating failures on the other personalities and believes that Charlie is probably the right man to be in charge and get Miguel properly laid. He has a ONE time ability to turn into a total brat and kill one of the other personalities during the Day phase.

Elizabeth Palmer (Mob Godmother)
Elizabeth represents Miguel’s inability to “Man Up” and handle situations. She can be a complete B** and is extremely annoying. She is a good liar, even going as far as lying to herself sometimes. She is one of the main reasons why Miguel cannot connect to other women as she won’t allow him to grow a pair of balls if she has her way. Like Charlie, she is investigation immune.

SK

Frank Browning
Frank is Miguel’s worst personality. Frank will torpedo every meaningful relationship he comes across with a woman. He has isolated himself from all of the other personalities and only comes out to cause chaos. He doesn’t have any goals or self-awareness. He is a vindictive S.O.B with no desire except to keep Miguel all to himself. Each night phase he will attempt to kill one of Miguel’s other personalities. He is investigation immune.

Miguel’s Core Personalities (Town)

Paul Edwards (Town Cop)
Paul is typically the voice of reason among the personalities. He’s charming, funny and very easygoing. He knows how to listen and effectively communicate. A natural leader, he is hated by the Alliance and is the man that they would love to eliminate. Paul is aware that the other personalities are a negative influence on Miguel, but he has no idea what their intentions truly are. He has the ability to sit down with another of the personalities each night phase and learn more information about them.

George Mayer (Town Cop)
George isn’t as charismatic as his best friend Paul, but he can be cute, silly and enjoyable when you get to know him. Like Paul, he’s really good with people and has the ability to sit down with someone one on one each night phase. He only does this when Paul isn’t available. (When Paul dies)

Anne L’Fleur (Town Doctor)
Anne is the sexy side of Miguel. She exudes ecstasy. Her touch is electric. Her voice seductive. She is truly what drives Miguel’s sex drive. She is a lover, not a fighter, and each night, she has the ability to cast her healing touch on another personality when she feels like things are getting out of control. She cannot do this to the same personality two nights in a row.

The Professor (Town Roleblocker)
The Professor is a magnetic personality that everyone is attracted to. Even those of the alliance have a certain level of respect for the Professor. He is a great talker who seems to always know the right things to say. His patience and ability to be a true Alpha male enables him to sit someone to the side, and command their attention for a night phase. He cannot target the same personality two nights in a row.

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Rules

Rules

Each day phase, every town member must vote for whoever they think should be lynched; this person will die and no longer be a part of the game. A vote only counts if you state “vote PLAYERNAME” or “voting PLAYERNAME”. Saying somebodies name without the specification that you are voting them will NOT count as a valid vote.

In the event of a tie in the number of votes at the end of day phase, there will be no added time. All players in with a tied vote will be lynched.

You cannot miss two votes in a row; should this happen, you will be immediately removed from the game, and lynch will still commence based on voting.

The voting deadline is just that, a deadline. Day phase will finish at 10pm EST. This means that if you vote at 10:00:01 EST your vote will be excluded. This is irrelevant of whether the game moderators have posted that voting is closed.

Night Phase Will end at 10am EST.

Do. Not. Delete. Votes. Doing so will get your mod-killed. Should you need to invalidate your vote for any reason, just edit your vote or vote a non-living player.

Do. Not. use this during the part of the game where you have to vote (4 or less players). That will count as not voting and will get you killed.

You are NOT allowed to make public the message sent you by the game moderators to tell you your role, either entirely or in part; should this happen you will be removed from the present game and possibly future editions as well. You can share what your information means, but you cannot share exact text.

No copying text from admins. You may inform someone that you have investigated them and what their role is. Just no copy/pasting.

Once you’re dead, you’re dead. Do not talk about the game to still active players, or post in the forum thread. This will be considered an act of influence upon the remaining players, and will get you banned from future games. There should be no reason that a dead player is having any conversation with living players in regards to the ongoing Mafia game. If it is found out that you are, you will be banned from the next game that you sign up for.

When the game has 4 or less players alive, all players MUST participate in the lynch phase by voting. If a player fails to vote, that player will be the one lynched. You must be willing to make your decision and live/die with it.

BE CAREFUL WITH SCREEN SHOTS! If you post any screenshot that shows any message to\from the moderators, you will immediately be mod killed. There are no exceptions and no “writer’s discretion”. Be warned now, if you post one… you are dead. You should all know better by now.

Night Phase Order of Events:

Town Roleblock
Mob Roleblock
Doctor Heal
SK Kill
Mob kill
Cop Investigations

Night phase will end at 1500 GMT each day. Day phase will end at 0300 GMT each day.

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Day One

Cxris tossed and turned as the night went on, he wasn’t sure why he was the one out right now. The other personalities seem to want him to take over when there’s nothing going on. Yet, he was finding himself anxious about his upcoming meeting with Nolio and Tish. Why? He isnt ever anxious about anything. Maybe the anxiety isnt coming from him…

He wasnt sure why they could never seem to keep a woman around and he is desperate for their help. Or, at least the others seem to be.

We are all separate beings but connected by Miguel. Although usually fairly distinct, sometimes we find underlying things come up, perhaps another personality trying to surface? Can never be too sure.

Cxris wasn’t one to care about all that stuff; the girl stuff. He wanted to dance to the beat of his own drum. He is perfectly content on his own looking at memes about keeping your chin up, kittens hanging on trees, that kind of thing.

Still, he better keep the appointment or the other’s will be angry.

On the way to Tish and Nolio’s he started saying his positive affirmations for the day. A new thing he figured he would try out.

He continued to speak them, feeling an underlying anger as he did.

He finally reached his destination and knocked on the door.

“I can do anything I set my mind to, I am worthy”

Suddenly Cxris was no more.

Tish opened the door. “Hello”

“Woah” Miguel said as he came to.

“Miguel?” Tish asked

“I think something just happened” said Miguel feeling the loss of cxris.

Cxris the plain townie was lynched

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Miguel got some great advice from his first counseling session. Tish provided some great insight into what women want. She really showed interest in getting to know his other personalities. Nolio backed up her words with a story of how the two of them connected on their first date. Miguel knew that he would be ok once he got back into the game.

He lay in bed browsing the profiles of women on Timber. A special dating app for women who like the great outdoors. He found one in particular that he loved. “Should I reach out to her?”

It’s at these times that the many personalities of Miguel have to take charge. To provide him with the proper guidance and tools needed to live his life the best way they see fit.

Zoz stepped up. He decided to take control of Miguel and message the woman.

MiguelMania14: Hi
MiguelMania14: I like your profile
SuzyTreeHugger is typing

SuzyTreeHugger: Hey, thanks

MiguelMania14: I’d love to take you hiking one day

SuzyTreeHugger: I LOVE hiking :heart_eyes:
SuzyTreeHugger: Where are some of your favorite spots?

Miguel’s personalities collectively discussed among themselves the situation. Most agreed Zoz was doing a great job. Others felt differently. Elizabeth Palmer in particular was strongly against the way Zoz was speaking to her.

Elizabeth decided to take control. She left the group and walked down the dark hallway that led to the mind of Miguel. She was angry. She was livid. She was unaware that Frank had chased behind her.

Frank: “Wait up.”

Elizabeth: “Frank? I don’t have time for you right now.”

Frank: “What are you going to do?”

Elizabeth: “I’m going to stop Zoz from making a fool of us. We shouldn’t be inviting women out anywhere. We need to stay safe and not go around getting Miguel’s heart broken.”

Frank: “You’re a fucking piece of work you know that right?”

Elizabeth: “Fuck off Frank. No one likes you. Especially not me.”

Frank charged after her and grabbed her by the throat. He thrust her against the wall and squeezed with all his strength. She scratched and clawed at him but he was relentless. He stared into her bloodshot eyes and watched the life drain from them. Elizabeth’s body went cold and limp. Slowly she vanished altogether. Frank stood in shock for a moment, unable to move. Then he smiled and headed back towards the others.

MiguelMania14: “Yeah it’s one of my favorite spots for sure.”

SuzyTreeHugger: “What do you like about it exactly?”

MIguelMania14: “The trees there have a special kind of sap that’s an extremely good aphrodisiac.”

SuzyTreeHugger is typing…

MiguelMania14: “???”

SuzyTreeHugger: “Ok…but what about the actual hiking?”

MiguelMania14: “Anal sex though. You don’t even have to be drunk with this kind of sap.”

SuzyTreeHugger: “Excuse me?”

MiguelMania14: “I’m just gonna be direct. I know guys like to play games on these sites, but I haven’t had sex in a very long time and I think that you’re someone that I would like to have sex with. Anal sex in particular. I like your ass.”

SuzyTreeHugger: “Don’t message me anymore creep.”

MiguelMania14: “No no! I’m sorry. It’s not that big, so it’s ok. 5 inches at best.”

MiguelMania14: “Hello?”

MIguelMania14: “Suzy?”

It is now DAY Phase. All Living Players have until 10pm EST to cast their votes.

Hala (Elizabeth Palmer) was killed by Frank Browning (SK)

Tish and Nolio are making a sex tape. Please do not disturb.

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“Why did we let TheBigOne take over for this?” Justin questioned no one in particular.

“Uhmm yeah, so would you like to uhh-” TheBigOne murmured to the pretty barista making his coffee.

She raised her eyebrows at him, " What?"

“I mean, I like cows and you remind me of one, would you like to go out for dinner?” TheBigOne asked quickly

The barista looked around, " Okay, you must be from that facility down the street. Did you lose your helper or something? "

TheBigOne just stands there, unmoving.

“What the actual fuck?!” Justin is screaming now.

“That’s it, I’m going down there!” he starts stomping down the hall towards the area that controls Miguel.

Hydro stops him, “no, you’re too angry, let me get him out of there”

Hydro goes off and TBO walks back in.

He opens his mouth but before he can get a word out Justin bludgeons him to death.

He spends the rest of the day beating his head against a wall.

Justin has used his one time day kill on TheBigOne - plain townie

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Nolio: “Can you see out of that blindfold?”

Tish: “No.”

Nolio: “Are you lying to me?”

Tish: “No, I’m not lying.”

Nolio slapped Tish hard on the ass, grabbed her by the hair and whispered in her ear, “Don’t you lie to me. I know that you can see.”

Tish apologized and promised not to tell lies anymore. Nolio reached to grab massage oil to finish rubbing Tish’s back when his cellular phone rang.

Tish: “Don’t answer it.”

Nolio: “It might be important baby.”

Tish: “Hurry up.”

Nolio got up and walked over to the dresser where his phone was and picked it up.

Nolio: “This is Nolio.”

Miguel: “I don’t know what happened. I just woke up here and I’m scared.”

Nolio: “Miguel?”

Miguel: “I can’t find my clothes. There are feathers everywhere.”

Nolio: “Wait wait wait. Miguel…start from the beginning. Tell me what you remember.”

Miguel: “Ok, so…”

Hours earlier…

Miguel had just finished up a grueling project that had taken up much of his time at work. He had to complete a detailed power point presentation of sales prospects in the area, supported with spreadsheets and charts demonstrating an effective strategy to market to them and how to increase revenue for the quarter. His boss entrusted this very important project to him, knowing that he was extremely capable. That, and the fact that everyone else has a life of some sort. Some of Miguel’s colleagues invited him out for drinks. Miguel hesitated at first but was eventually talked into going out since they had a 3-day weekend.

He and his colleagues, a group comprised of both men and women, ended up at a local dive bar. They had drinks, shot pool/billiards and sang Karaoke. Miguel was good and drunk at this point and picked up the microphone.

Miguel:

They call me “Hell”
They call me “Stacey”
They call me “her”
They call me “Jane”
That’s not my name
That’s not my name
That’s not my name
That’s not my name
They call me “quiet girl”
But I’m a riot Mary, Jo, Lisa
Always the same
That’s not my name
That’s not my name
That’s not my name
That’s not my name

It was a good time for all. Miguel went back to join his colleagues when a woman came up to him.

Stacey: “Wowwwww, you’ve got some talent there sir.”

Miguel: “Haha, I don’t know about all of that.”

Stacey: “Why don’t you let me buy you a drink.”

Miguel: “Um, ok, that sounds nice.”

They drank, they talked and had a good time. Eventually Stacey suggested that the two of them go back to her place. Miguel agreed and all seemed well, but deep down he was having some emotional turmoil.

Goddess: “I’ll take over from here.”

Jets: “No, I got this.”

HydroP: “Jets you don’t know wtf you’re doing.”

Ordos: “Jets is the last person to trust anything like this with.”

Jets: “Says the guy who got us lost in a sheep farm for 12 hours.”

Ordos: “Hey! Well, I guess that DID happen. But I didn’t know we were going to…”

Goddess: “ENOUGH! It’s my turn. I haven’t been up there in a long time. I’m taking over.”

Goddess entered the forefront of Miguel’s mind and took control. At this point Miguel and Stacey were making out heavily. They undressed each other as they moved towards the bedroom. Stacey was ravenous and extremely turned on. She threw Miguel onto the bed and proceeded to lick and nibble at his chest. Meanwhile, she rubbed herself with one hand and stroked Miguel with her free hand. Unfortunately Miguel’s pole wasn’t rising. She tried everything to get him going but he was as limp as TBO at a Victoria Secret lingerie show.

Stacey: “Is everything ok?”

Miguel: “Yes. You’re doing something wrong.”

Stacey: “Oh I’m so sorry. Am I going too fast for you?”

Miguel: “How much do you weigh? I don’t have these problems.”

Stacey: “Excuse me?”

Miguel: “And how cold do you need the air conditioner? It’s like an ice box in here. No wonder I can’t get it up.”

Stacey: “Wowwwwwww.”

Miguel: “Yeah wowwwww. A guy can’t even get a decent hand job.”

Stacey: “I think you should leave.”

Miguel: “Wait, why? Hold on.”

Stacey: “OUT!”

Miguel dressed as quickly as he could. Still drunk and very much confused.

Now….

Nolio: “So what happened after you left the woman from the bar’s place?”

Miguel: “I don’t know. I think I got into the wrong Uber maybe.”

Nolio: “So where are you now?”

Miguel: “On a farm. In a chicken coop. I can’t find my clothes. And one of the chickens are looking at me funny. I think I…I think I…”

Nolio: “I don’t think I want to know Miguel. I really don’t. Why don’t you call yourself another Uber and ask them to take you home.”

Miguel: “Can I see you tomorrow doc?"

Nolio sighed. Looked at Tish who had her back arched impatiently.

Nolio: “Yeah, whatever. I gotta go. Please don’t call this late anymore. Goodnight.”

The other personalities realized why they never let Goddess take control and enter the light. As a result they agreed to permanently trap her in the dark place. Justin James, the brat, is no more.

It is now NIGHT phase. All players with Night actions must submit their requests to Tish and Nolio.

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Miguel wasn’t sure what to do with himself when Nolio hung up with him. He was in a state of panic.

" oh no, this isn’t good" he said to himself.

In times of stress he often blacks out, it was getting to be a problem, really.

“I have to get home” Miguel ordered an uber and waited for it to arrive.

Melvin has decided it’s time for him to take over for a bit, Miguel seemed so stressed.

The uber driver pulled up, she is hot. Smoking hot.

On his way there Frank tackled him from behind, pinning him to the ground. The fall stunned Melvin, allowing Frank to wrap his hands around his neck, he squeezed until Melvin was no more.

" I don’t think so, it’s my turn."

Frank got into the uber and greeted the driver with a nod.

As they started driving he could feel the others getting angry.

They want him to make a move.

Not happening. Miguel isn’t dating, although she looks like she could be some fun.

" Hey, I must say you are quite beautiful" frank says to the attractive driver.

She blushes and thanks him.

“Why don’t we pull over for a bit? I can give you a tip now”

The driver shrugs, hes an alright looking guy although looking a little beat up and not fully clothed.

She pulls over, it’s been a while and yolo.

Frank shifts over to allow her to get in the back, as he does his phone butt dials Nolio.

Phone rings

“Just ignore it” Tish says batting her eyes

“You know I can’t” Nolio counters putting the whipped cream down to pick up the cell.

Tish sighs and put the hand cuffs back on the night stand.

“Hello”

A fart echos through the phone

“Miguel? I told you not to call this late”

Nolio puts the call on speaker

Tish and nolio listen

She climbs out and gets into the back seat, as soon as she does she regrets it.

Frank let’s out a disgusting fart.

“Hey baby, what’s wrong? I’m sorry I’ve had a long night, it wont happen again” Frank gives his best half cocked smile.

He goes in to kiss her and burps right in her face.

" what the fuck" the driver yells.

" better in than out" Frank laughs

“We have to get him out of there, he couldn’t even get one of TBOs cows in bed like this” Ordos said

“You would know” Sunstorm replied

" I’ll take care of it" Hydro said making his way up to take control.

Frank started walking back down the hall laughing.

Damian stopped him, " I’m sorry, we usually want the same things and that was hilarious but I’ve been told to do this…"

Damian stabs Frank in the chest. He is no more.

Sk killed Melvin (plain townie)

Mob killed MrBlonde (Frank- sk)

It’s now day phase. Tish is not happy about being interrupted again.

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Nolio sat in a leather chair, facing Miguel who sat restlessly on a large couch. For a few minutes Miguel mostly rambled while Nolio scribbled in his notepad. Miguel seemed to be all over the place, seemingly having a sort of clash between two of his personalities. Nolio had several patients in the past who suffered from Dissociative Identity Disorder, but he hadn’t witnessed a patient with such a severe case of it.

Nolio: “Miguel. I want you to tell me what’s going on inside your head. In fact, who am I talking to at the moment? I can tell from your behavior that you are not Miguel. Not truly.”

Oldie: “My name is Oldie.”

Nolio: “Hey there, tell me about yourself. What are some of your interests?”

Oldie: “I don’t know. I suppose I uh, I like cars. Fast cars.”

Nolio: “That’s pretty cool. Ever thought about being a driver?”

Oldie: “Oh for sure. I’d love to be a race car driver, but the others won’t let me.”

Nolio: “I see.”

Oldie: “Hang on, someone else wants to talk to you.”

You_Fool: “Howdy!”

Nolio: “Hi…ummm, sorry I didn’t catch your name.”

You_Fool: “You_Fool. Pleased to meet you.”

Nolio: “Same here.”

Nolio began jotting down more notes about Miguel’s behavior and the different personalities that dwell inside him. He checked his watch. Their session was nearly over.

Nolio: “Miguel…umm, sorry. You_Fool.”

You_Fool: “We’re all Miguel. It’s fine Doc.”

Nolio: “Interesting. Listen, I want to ask you a question.”

You_Fool: “Sure thing, what’s up?”

Nolio: “I want to try hypnotizing you. It’s a relatively harmless form of therapy that’s especially effective for individuals with your condition. I believe that we can figure out ways to help…Miguel…deal with his dating issues through a series of guided meditation and hypnotherapy.”

You_Fool: “Lets give it a shot. I’m game.”

Nolio turned off the lights and brought out a small bell. He spoke in a barely audible tone and gave the bell a slight “ding” ever so often.

Nolio: “Ok, close your eyes. Count backwards from 20. Think about the conflict you and the others have with each other. Imagine the best possible resolution. Imagine the kind of relationship you would like Miguel to have with a woman.”

Fool couldn’t make it even to 10. He was out like a light.

Nolio: “Now imagine you’re with a beautiful woman. You have no insecurities. No fear. You’re confident. You’re charming. You’re funny. You hold her face in your hands. You don’t fart. You don’t say anything weird. You tell her that she’s sexy, she’s beautiful and that you want nothing more than to have your lips meet hers. You kiss her, softly at first. Don’t force it, invite it. Put your hands on the small of her back, place another hand in her hair and kiss her so that she will continue to taste you 6 days later. Don’t think about anything else. Live in that moment. Lets start there. I’m going to count to 3 and ring my bell. When you hear the bell, I want you to come back and stand with a newfound confidence. 1…2…3!”

DING

Nolio: “You_Fool. Wake up.”

Soul: “Sorry doc. Wrong number.”

Nolio: “Oldie?”

Soul: “Right neighborhood, wrong house. The name’s Sou.”

Nolio: “Soul. Ok, pleasure to meet you Soul. What happened to the other 2 guys?”

Soul: “It’s getting crowded in here Doc. Truth be told, they weren’t contributing much. In fact, they’re part of the reason why Miguel’s dating life sucks.”

Nolio: “Care to explain?” Nolio looked at the time. “Damn, we’ll have to pick this up next time.”

Soul: “Fine with me. I’m ready to eat some ass.”

Nolio: “What?”

Soul: “See ya later doc!”

Nolio scribbled more notes. He called Tish to tell her about the session.

Nolio: “Hey honey, how are you feeling?”

Tish: “Still a little sore.”

Nolio: “Sorry about that.”

Tish: “Mmmm, don’t be. How did things go with Miguel?”

Nolio: “Sigh… how much time you got?”

Oldie and You_Fool, both plain town are no longer apart of Miguel. It is now NIGHT phase. Players with night abilities, you know what to do.

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Silly discord should be night killed. No time for story here’s who died:

The Professor (Town Roleblocker)- Genesis

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Victor Von Halen III doesn’t care what the others think. He just wants to have fun; stick his dick in whatever woman will let him, drink, and smoke. Anyone who wants anything else is a fool.

He was so sick of all the other personalities, when they were busy fighting over what they should do next Victor decided it was his turn to take over.

Miguel desperately needed to get laid. Victor dressed in himself in an a half unbuttoned black shirt and a pair of jeans, threw his sunglasses on, even though it was the evening, and headed off to one of the bars in town that hadn’t banned him yet.

The bar tender was a good looking enough woman, he set his eyes on her.

“Hey, get me a gin and tonic, baby” he said

She rolled her eyes and grabbed his order. “You starting a tab?” she asked

“I don’t plan on being here very long” victor gave her a wink

“Okay” she stood and waited for his answer

Victor downed the drink in one big gulp. “Another”

She sat it down in front of him and again, the next one was gone almost as fast as she sat it down.

“$10 please”

“How about i bend you over this bar instead?” he said

“No, thanks. Don’t make me call security” she warned

“Your loss” he said grabbing himself through his pants so she could see.

“Barry!” the bar tender yelled

A very large man in a black shirt started making his way over

“nevermind then, whore” He spat and walked out of the bar grabbing some asses on the way out

When he got outside he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. As he turned around he was punched square in the face, hard. Knocking him unconscious.

The others took their chance to get rid of him while they could, sending him away to never be seen again.

Victor Von Halen III (Mob Cop) - Jets was Lynched.

Its now NIGHT PHASE people with actions, get them in to Nolio and I.

12

Miguel woke up in the hospital and felt all the pain in his face. What happened last night? He was used to losing time, having crazy things happen but these last few days had been more eventful than ever.

Am I crazy?

“Time to take matters into my own hands” Anne wasn’t having this pathetic existence anymore. She was taking control of Miguel and sorting his life out, since no one else seemed to be able to do it.

Anne ripped the IV out of her arm, jumped up and looked for her clothes.

“Definitely not” she said eyeing the outfit Victor had work last night in a plastic bag beside the hospital bed. She settled for the shoes because she had to and walked on out the door.

“What now?” She said to herself.

“Tish and Nolio” she remembered. If I could just talk to them, they could help me help Miguel. Maybe I can get rid of everyone else so we can live a happy normal life.

The thought excited Anne, excited her in a way that most things did.

She knocks on Nolio and Tish’s door eagerly.

“Miguel?” Nolio answers

“What are you doing here? We don’t have an appointment”

Anne goes to answer but Nolio interrupts as he notices the hospital gown and bruised face.

“Are you okay? What happened? What are you doing here?”

Anne is impressed with what she sees, yes this will definitely help. “ I’m Anne” she is practically purring.

“Okay, Anne. Why don’t you come inside? We should talk” Nolio opens the door wider to allow her inside.

Anne teasingly brushes her fingers across his chest as she walks past him.

They sit down and Nolio begins talking to Anne, he asks her all kinds of questions about herself, Miguel, how they can help, and what the other personalities are like, what they want.

It was a productive conversation, Anne wanted to impress Nolio but she also wanted to help Miguel. Nolio would make an excellent partner for him.

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to try something with you, Anne” Nolio asks.

“You can do anything you want with me”

“Alright Anne, I’m a married man but I think this will help you.”

“I could change that” She says, winking.

“We are going to do a guided hypnosis” I’d like to know what you come back with…

“Fine, anything for Miguel” she sighs a little.

“ i want to help” she says

“ I know, lay back, rest, and close your eyes. Listen to my voice…” Nolio says as he begins the hypnosis with some breathing exercises.

As soon as Anne relaxes, the control she has over Miguel breaks. Damian is waiting for her in the hallway.

Before she can realize what is happening he slits her throat.

“Can’t have you be doing that now” Damian says

“Anne? Anne?” Nolio is trying to get a response out of her. Nothing is happening, she is just laying there.

“Miguel?” He tries

His eyes open and stare right into Nolio’s. “Anne won’t be back.”

“Who am I speaking to? Why won’t she be back?” Nolio asks

“I’m Charlie”

Mob killed Anne L’Fleur ( town doc) - The Unknown

It’s DAY PHASE, get your votes in.

13

Nolio lay in bed with Tish. He was feeling restless. Never before had a patient’s condition troubled him so much. His stirring woke Tish up.

Tish: “What’s the matter? Why can’t you sleep?”

Nolio: “What are we missing?”

Tish: “It’s 2:47am. You’re going to have to explain.”

Nolio: “Miguel. I feel like we’re not connecting with him.”

Tish: “Honey. You need to get some rest. You can’t let our work affect you this way. you’re becoming obsessed.”

Nolio: “I can’t stop thinking about it. Lemme go get a book.”

Nolio moved to get out of the bed, but Tish stopped him.

Tish: “Or why don’t you let me help you relax?” She tied her hair back and went underneath the covers.

Nolio began to feel his worries slip away. There was no Miguel. There were no other personalities. Only sweet, heavenly bliss.

Meanwhile…

Miguel was home on his laptop, browsing online for a good online game to play. Somehow his search led him to a cam site where he couldn’t help but to pull his credit card out. He found one particularly attractive girl with C cup breasts and fiery red hair. He messaged her for a while and eventually arranged a private show.

SexiiFlam3: ok so its $50 for 10 mins
SexiiFlam3: what do you like?

Ordos took this opportunity to seize control. He had been awaiting his turn for a long while now and he was going to take full advantage of it.

Ordos: i want to c u pour chocolate on your boobs
SexiiFlam3: ok
SexiiFlam3: ur so hot
SexiiFlam3: tell me what you want to do with me
Ordos: i want to eat off of u
SexiiFlam3: u want to lick the chocolate off of me?
SexiiFlam3: come on then baby
Ordos: No no
Ordos: i want to put a bowl of cereal on ur stomach and eat it off of you
Ordos: and watch cartoons
Ordos: so hott
SexiiFlam3: I’m ending this
Ordos: I paid my money. I have more time left

SexiiFlam3 has cancelled the live show

Ordos: “Duuuddeeee. Not fair.”

KT walked down the corridor and called for Ordos who reluctantly relinquished control of Miguel.

KT: “The others say that you aren’t allowed up here anymore.”

Ordos: “I didn’t even get to have fun though!”

KT: “Now!”

Ordos: “Ok I’m coming.”

KT went back. Ordos followed behind slowly. KT walked so fast that Ordos couldn’t see where she’d gone. She vanished seemingly into the darkness.

Ordos: “Hey KT, are you sure I can’t go back and try again for a bit?”

Ordos: “KT?”

A voice called back to Ordos. He couldn’t tell who it was. It was too faint. He stopped walking and listened. He heard it again. Still so faint. He closed his eyes to listen for it. It was the final time his eyes would close. A blade entered his heart. Ordos never had any ill intentions for Miguel. He was just…weird.

Plain town Ordos is now dead. It is NIGHT phase.

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Tish: “So what happened next?”

Tish listened while Miguel recalled the first time he’d lost his virginity. He detailed a scenario where he was in a high school bathroom after hours. It wasn’t with a girlfriend, but a rather unattractive and unpopular girl that he was in the band with.

Miguel: “She was really rough. Very aggressive. I wasn’t prepared for that.”

Tish: “Was there any foreplay at all?”

Miguel: “No, she kind of just forced me against the wall. She picked me up and kinda just put it in.”

Tish did a double take. She wasn’t sure that she heard correctly.

Tish: “Wait, she picked YOU up?”

Miguel: “She was strong. She held me by the ass and kinda just went up and down.”

Tish: “Ummmm ok. And you were ok with it? How did it feel?”

Miguel: “Yeah I guess. It was weird at first, but it only lasted a about a minute or two.”

Tish jotted down some notes. Things were beginning to become more clear with Miguel’s awkwardness now.

Tish: “It’s important to build a connection with your partner and to be on the same page. Nolio and I have been married for several years now, and even we had to continue to work on our connection. What do you feel is preventing you from connecting with your partners Miguel?”

Miguel sat in deep thought for a moment. Zarf felt particularly vulnerable and wanted to take over for a bit. So he did. He stepped into the forefront and spoke candidly about how he needs a woman to nurture and lead him. He discussed in great detail about how he likes to be held and loves to cry.

Tish realized that she wasn’t speaking with the same Miguel that she had been speaking with for the past 45 minutes.

Tish: “To whom am I addressing right now?”

Zarf: “I’m Zarf.”

Tish: “Zarf, I’d like you to read over some material for me. It’s a short one page for people who have your condition. Perhaps we can go over it together so that you can take it back to the others? I think it would really help.”

Zarf: “Yes, I’d love to.”

Zarf read the material out loud. It was brutal. Not the content, but Zarf’s inability to pronounce relatively simple words. What Tish hadn’t realized was that Zarf was actually a 26 year old man with a 7 year old’s mind. He was the most underdeveloped of Miguel’s personalities.

Thirdrock felt sorry for Zarf. He couldn’t sit and watch Zarf suffer like this. Or perhaps he couldn’t suffer watching Zarf try. He couldn’t decide. He decided to take control. He began the path up the corridor.

Damian: “NO.”

Thirdrock turned around.

Thirdrock: “What are you doing?”

Damian: “NO. I’m sick of your goody good attitude. Always the hero. Always the savior.”

Thirdrock: “Damian go away. You always have an issue with something.”

Thirdrock turned his back on Damian and began walking again. He was only able to take three steps before he felt out of breath. He couldn’t understand why. It’s not like he was jogging. He clutched his chest. His shirt was warm and wet. He looked at his hand and saw blood. He was shocked and confused. He turned to Damian who was holding a blade.

Thirdrock: “Wh…why?”

Damian: “I’m tired of the games. I don’t care anymore.”

Thirdrock tried to speak, but he couldn’t muster the words. His breathing slowed. Things became dark. Darker. Damian watched as thirdrock faded away…

Thirdrock (George Mayer (cop) is now dead. Killed by Damian Dark

It is now DAY phase.

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Damian Dark headed back to the essence of MIguel. The place where the once many personalities gathered, now became a waiting area for but a few. Hydro was the first to speak.

Hydro: “Damian, why are you covered in blood? You look like a tampon.”

Damian: “I’m sick of the charade.”

Spanky: “What charade? What are you talking about?”

Damian: “We all sit here and act like we don’t know what the problem is. It’s pretty obvious why Miguel is so fucked up in the head.”

Spanky: “Oh? Ok so enlighten us Mr. Perfect.”

Damian: “It’s us. All of us can’t occupy one person’s body. What kind of life is this? KT, what’s your deal?”

KT: “What do you mean?”

Damian: “You’re a cat lover. You’re obsessed with them.”

KT: “Cats are adorable.”

Damian: “MIGUEL IS FUCKING ALLERGIC!”

Hydro: “You need to calm down!”

Sunstorm: “Take a chill pill Damian.”

Damian: “NO! It’s about time you all come to grips with the issue. Why are we going to therapy when we know what the solution is?”

Damian stabbed himself in the stomach. The others gasped or screamed.

Damian: “If you have any balls, you’ll…you’ll.”

He collapsed to the ground. Damian’s light began to fade. His time was up.

Damian: “Who are we? I don’t know who I am. I have…no soul. I have no. I have soul. I…Soul.”

The others stood and watched as he vanished. They stood in silence and pondered on his words. They knew it to be truth. Even with all of Damian’s issues, he was not known to be a foolish man. They were indeed a cancer.

Tish: “Zarf?”

Miguel: “No, it’s me.”

Tish: “Ah, Miguel.”

Miguel: “I’m feeling tired doc. Can we end now?”

Tish checked her watch. They still had 5 minutes left in the session, but she also had a few other clients to attend to, and with Nolio being out today, she could use the extra time to prepare.

Tish: “Let’s schedule a follow up for tomorrow then?”

Miguel: “Not next week?”

Tish: “I think that it’s best we meet sooner. I think we’re making significant progress in your treatment.”

Miguel: “Ay yi captain! See you tomorrow.”

Miguel waved goodbye and left. Tish thought about what he said.

Tish: “Captain huh? Well, I’m not captain, but I do plan to get my boat rocked tonight.”

It is now NIGHT phase.

16

Miguel stopped by the grocery store on his way home. It had been a while since he’d gone grocery shopping and goodness knows that there’s only so much takeout a man can handle. He grabbed a few bottles of water, some snacks, some meat, some produce and bumped into an old friend from college.

Angelica: “What the? Miguel???”

Miguel: “Angie? Hey how you doing?”

Angelica: “I’m great! Come here, give me a hug! Oh my gosh, it’s so good to see you!”

Miguel: “Likewise. What are you doing here? You live in the area?”

Angelica: “Yeah, I just moved here a few weeks ago. Still trying to get settled. Wow, I didn’t expect to run into you.”

Miguel: “That’s cool. Wow, you look great.”

Angelica blushed. She’d always had a crush on Miguel, but he never really made a move. She wasn’t sure how to take him then, but that was 6 years ago.

Angelica: “Thank you, that’s nice of you to say. You look pretty good yourself.”

This was the awkward part of the conversation where no one knew how to proceed. Miguel was never great at talking to women. Still, he’d been getting some great advice in therapy and lately his head has been feeling less cloudy. In fact, Angelica was always a really good friend to him in college, but even though he wanted more, she always kept him in the friend zone. It seemed like she was always involved with this guy or that guy. Everyone wanted her. And why shouldn’t they? She’s gorgeous. And funny, and smart, and kind and… screw it he thought.

Miguel: “Hey we should definitely catch up. What’s your number? Maybe we can grab a drink sometime and you can fill me in on what you’ve been up to these past few years?”

Spanky felt good about the way the conversation was going. It was about time that he finally sat in the driver’s seat. He’d been so unselfish, as was his character, by letting the others have a turn at Miguel. And now chance would have it that Miguel runs into the one that got away. It was kismet.

Angelica: “That sounds like a great idea.” Angelica said blushing. “Here, let me see your phone.”

She took Miguel’s phone and put her number in. She handed it back to Miguel who looked her in the eye the entire time.

Miguel: “So I’ll call you soon then?”

Angelica: “Very soon I hope.”

She ran her fingers through her hair and flashed a smile before leaving. Miguel watched her walk away. He started humming to himself and continued his shopping.

Spanky headed back to the others. They had much to talk about. Miguel would always be their responsibility of course, but Damian had everyone feeling uncomfortable with his actions yesterday. He needed to sort things out.

He went back to the gathering area, but no one was in sight. Strange. He waited for a bit until Charlie showed his face.

Spanky: “Hey Charlie. Where are the others?”

Charlie: “They’re keeping to themselves for the time being. The vibe isn’t the greatest right now.”

Spanky: “No kidding. Did you see? With Angelica?”

Charlie: “I saw.”

Spanky: “What do you think?”

Charlie: “I think that it’s time I handle things from here.”

Spanky: “Huh?”

Charlie stepped closer to Spanky and gave him a serious look.

Charlie: “You’re too nice. Nice guys finish last. You don’t have the blood of a tiger. You are not an alpha man. None of you are a Tyrannosaurus. Only I should be Miguel. I am Miguel in fact. We are one in the same.”

Spanky stepped back. Charlie took a decisive step forward.He leaned into Spanky and whispered into his ear.

Charlie: “Thank you. For your services.”

He grabbed Spanky’s head and easily broke his neck. Spanky had no chance to react. Charlie put his hands in his pockets and walked away with a smug look on his face. There were only a few of them left. Soon, he would eliminate all other distractions.

It is now Day phase. Spanky (Paul Edwards) was killed by Charlie.

17

I was Charlie, I won!

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Miguel sat across from Nolio and Tish who were listening to him with great interest.

Miguel: “I just feel…good. Like a whole new me. I don’t even hear the other voices anymore.”

Nolio: “Really? That’s a surprise.”

Tish: “What changed?”

Miguel: "I don’t know…it’s like. Something inside of me is just different.

Earlier that day…

Charlie, KT and Sunstorm gathered together. They discussed the ramifications of their existence and how they’re affecting Miguel’s future. Sunstorm was the first to make a decision.

Sunstorm: “I don’t even see the point anymore. All we do is argue and fight. We’re creating the very conflict that we want to avoid.”

KT: “So what do you suggest.”

Sunstorm: “Was Damian right? I mean, did he have the right solution?”

Charlie: “I think so. I’ve been thinking about it. We need to have a drink. In fact…”

Charlie brought out 3 glasses of wine.

Sunstorm: “Your solution is to get drunk?”

Charlie: “No, these are poison. I don’t see any other way. We each take a glass and we call it a life. Give Miguel a chance to have one. It’s the only thing to do.”

Sunstorm: “Why are you so noble all of a sudden? Since when do you care about anyone but yourself?”

Charlie: “We serve a greater purpose. Here, I’ll take a glass first.”

Charlie picked up a glass. Sunstorm wasn’t buying it.

Sunstorm: “No, I’ll take that one. You grab another.”

Charlie: “Fine.”

He took another glass. KT sighed and took the other.

KT: “So what should we toast to?”

Charlie: “To knowing each other. Even through the fights, the disagreements, we were together. We lived together, we die together. And most importantly, to Miguel. May he live the life we prevented him from having.”

They each raised their glasses and drank. Moments later Sunstorm clutched his throat. KT followed suit. They dropped their glasses and struggled to breathe. Charlie continued to drink his glass, clearly unaffected. He watched them suffer in agony. He smiled and sat next to Sunstorm.

Charlie: “You played yourself. You always have. Goodbye.”

He walked away as Sunstorm and KT faded into darkness.

Nolio: “Well, everything seems to be ok. Are you excited about your date?”

Miguel: “Yeah, I am actually. I think things will finally start to go my way.”

Tish: “That’s great Miguel.”

Miguel: “Charlie. Call me Charlie.”

Nolio: “Beg your pardon?”

Miguel: “It’s a nickname. I prefer Charlie.”

Nolio: “Charlie it is then.”

Tish: “Do you want to schedule a follow up appointment for next week?”

Miguel: “Nah, I’m good. I’m gonna get laid tonight. And the night after that. After all, I’m #Winning.”

HydroP aka Charlie has won. Congratulations!

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Damn. That was an aqesome story! Thanks for writing @Tishxo and @Nolio!

And big congrats to @HydroP! Sorry I couldn’t serve you longer as loyal Godmother :stuck_out_tongue_winking_eye:

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