We're gonna catch at least one (I hope)
I'm not scared
What a beautiful day!
VOTE: Not_Mafia
Scummiest name world.
The tone of this post is fairly robotic. Seems more likely to come from robot!Auro than human!Auro.In post 20, Auro wrote:
I had always been bothered by the rumours that a few early M.A.F.I.A prototypes had been released into the populace. Word was that it was *very* hard to distinguish them from a normal human -- an ever so slight thirst to annihilate the rest and conquer. Maybe the manufacturers changed that for the robots they released? No one knows.
One thing always bothered me, though. What if I was one of them? What if I wasn't born a simple, free, human; but a bloodthirsty robot who lacked any true identity? This single thought had always taken a backseat in my mind. It increasingly began to have a greater effect on my daily life, leading to an eventual obsession. I could not invest my energies in anything else, and lost everything I had.
When I was offered a chance to 'volunteer' for the experiment, I was told that I would know my identity -- whether I was human, or a bot --- before the experiment started. Apparently RandomAccess, one of the volunteers, had failed to read his instruction card (a malfunctioning robot or an unwilling human, there was no point keeping him) and I replaced him instead.
Miss Star repeated the instructions for me, and guided me to the glass room. I saw that most others had taken their cards from the tesseract table, and proceeded to take my own and read it.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I finally knew what I was. Or to be more precise, who I am.
And then it hit me that if I did not find out which ones were the M.A.F.I.A, I'd... probably die anyway.
I had a good, hard look around the room. I recognized a few of the volunteers - Lamees, Volxen, and Not_Mafia, from before. Volxen's avatar looked like what they called a "Transformer" to me. A sentient robot. It seemed obvious what my starting point should be.
VOTE: Volxen
Why Lamees in particularIn post 31, Auro wrote:Unfortunately though, Captcha-solving was pretty easy for these prototypes. The technological marvels that they were, they far surpassed current Computer Vision Neural Network algorithms, and possessed an ability to derive abstractions from learned knowledge and transfer them elsewhere. A kind of... common sense, you could say. Just like us humans.
However, I surmised that the best chance I had of passing this experiment was to begin to work with the other volunteers. I waved over to Lamees, and said:
Lamees, hop on board the Volxwagon!
What do you think Flavor Leaf is doing, and how is that scummy?In post 34, Lamees wrote:FL what are you doing? Looks scummy to me.
Omgus isn't really alignment indicative.In post 35, Auro wrote:What do you think Flavor Leaf is doing, and how is that scummy?In post 34, Lamees wrote:FL what are you doing? Looks scummy to me.
I see that he's simply sheeping my vote and wagoning, isn't that pro-town, Lamees?
What does that have to do with Flavor Leaf?In post 36, Lamees wrote:Omgus isn't really alignment indicative.
The guy put a lot of effort into his role playing, was sheeping his RVS voteIn post 34, Lamees wrote:FL what are you doing? Looks scummy to me.
In post 37, Auro wrote:What does that have to do with Flavor Leaf?In post 36, Lamees wrote:Omgus isn't really alignment indicative.
Wait, what do you mean by "FL"?