In the basement of the Imperial Hotel...
As the last fifteen players woke up in what was presumably the Phantom Hotel, in the graveyard, they slowly made their ways to the inhabited levels of the Hotel, some falling again to Boss Vahlia's rifle in irritation and being scared several times by spectators jumping out at them and then disappearing again, because everyone knows that's the best part about new deadies; scaring the daylights out of them.
Anyway, when they finally made their way to what served as the conference room of the Phantom Hotel- the Ballroom, the relatively small crowd still watching looked only mildly surprised.
"Eh, the game’s over?" said the real Regy Rusty, apparently burning what appeared to be the records of Boss Vahlia's role-played actions over the last few days in the fireplace.
"Oh good." Phoenix Aoshi said, barely looking up from a book. "Now we can tell them how much they utterly fail."
"WHOOOOOO TEAM VI WON!" yelled the original Boss Velotix, nearly knocking a townie over with the VI flag he'd made.
“So,” said Sakuro, as she strolled over to the crowd while taking off the name tag that read SERENA DE SAILLUNE VI on her shirt. “I’m sure you all have a few questions. And we all have more then a few comments, I’m sure…”
“But that can wait, not that I really care anyway.” Allan interrupted, slightly horrifying the people who hadn’t seen his new, fabulous ribbon covered dress as he came to stand by Sakuro’s side.
“However, mostly I’d like to say that I hope you all had fun playing this game, because I certainly had fun GMing-“
“Even if your stupidity has made us want to throw kittens into woodchippers.”
“And GMing with Allan has been a pleasure-”
“When I become overlord of Mafia City, all of you will die. Except maybe her. And MSOB, since everyone knows trying to kill him proves you are Too Dumb to Live.
“Well, I’m sure we all have more to say, but that can wait until you look around a bit and see what you missed behind the scenes and read our, umm, lovely commentary.” Sakuro finished mildly awkwardly, looking as if she was trying to recall whether or not she had said something she needed to apologize for or not.
“Kekekekekekeke.” was apparently all Allan had to add to that.
And so the Users versus Users conflict officially ended, although some were confused as to whether this had actually happened, or was another Game, so they decided to elect Boss Velotix mayor of the City, ousting Allan Aokage, and banned DahliaXKristoph or Addikt from ever pretending to be Boss Velotix and/or Regy Rusty again. The game masters reopened access for all players to all points in the City as the players and spectators looked through copies of the Final Game Design, the Impossible to Achieve Locational Evidence Conditions, and Hidden Roles and Effects, or just wandered around the Phantom Hotel, occasionally getting scared witless by a spectator hiding behind a tombstone or worse.
Mafia City would be in relative peace for a while, even as players, spectators, and game masters prepared their verbal walls of text, and Boss Vahlia and R. Bond planned their wedding, and friends waved goodbye as players had to leave Mafia City to return for another Game or war, et cetera... and things went back to normal. As "normal" as Mafia City can be, anyway~
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