As the game has progressed we've developed few rules for the applicants to follow.
Veteran players only. The GM needs to posses a fair understanding on how the game runs. Therefore we require that the applicant has played the game at least twice
No encore performance. As the current GM, it is up to me to pass the title to someone new. Once you're done running a game, you will also be expected to give someone else a chance. Don't start a new game. Instead you will run an election like this one where we pick a new GM. Also, you can't be a candidate yourself. This will ensure that we get new blood into the game and that the rules are regularly picked at from a different perspective. GMs from previous games are free to run again and are encouraged to do so. Who knows? If they were good enough, people will flock to play their game again.
Explain your goal. What do you plan to do as the new GM? Are you going to run a standard Mafia game? If so, will you change the rules/roles and/or introduce new ones? Are you perhaps gonna play a game with a different theme? Reverse Mafia perhaps or maybe zombie apocalypse? If so explain the new structure of the game. Changing the formula is OK. It happens in every game. Just be careful not to introduce a change so radical that could scare people away from voting you. You can discuss rule changes and different themes here to see if people would like it.
Pick a schedule and stick with it It is important that the GM is punctual in maintaining the game. Do you plan to post narrations every 24 hours at a specific hour? Make sure that you'll be here to on time to do so. If something comes up that would force you to be early or late, post a warning to let people know with an explanation. It's encouraged that you run the game using GMT timezone schedule since the players hail from all over the world spanning different time zones and a GMT conversion table is the easiest one for everyone to access. If you plan on using a different time zone schedule like an American one, Make sure you advertise it well and post an appropriate conversion table for everyone to access.
An example of a GMT conversion table:
Show us your stuff The GM is expected to write narrations to explain what's going on throughout the game. A good writer can make the game come alive and encourage players to come back to read what's going on. Show us your stuff and create a scenario where YOU(the applicant) kill ME (Crocty). In this narration it is important that you do not directly tell us that it was you who committed the crime but instead leave a clue that's based on your name, avatar, signature, profile, comic(if you have any), something that can link you to the murder. Try making a link to you that can be figured out with some research while at the same time not blatantly obvious. You can throw in red herrings but please refer from directly connecting the herrings to innocents. Make them instead vague things that could point at many people. Finally, be creative, funny, dramatic, brutal, serious, descriptive, vague, long winded or short and to the point. Pick the style you feel comfortable with and like to use. Impress us with what you can do. At the end of the narration post an explanation that shows people how the clues link to you so that we can understand your logic.
I'll be posting the applicants sample narrations here for people to quickly read through. Once we have enough applications I will announce when it's time to vote for your favorite GM. Applicants do not need to vote since it's given that they'll be voting for themselves. Although if they wish to vote for someone else, they can do so.
Here is Salsa's
SalsaNarrative1. hooded eyes refer to my avatar.
The Flying Green Monkey was strolling home singing bawdy tunes after a few tankards of lager at the tavern.
"'Twas such a lovely night before you came along with your vulgarity," said a figure with hooded eyes.
"I hazsh no idear wuzsh you aretalking aboot," Monkey replied.
"This village could use one less idiot, I suppose," the figure replied as he pulled a sword with a dragon's head carved into the pommel.
"Wuzsh you gonna do wish tha' shtick?"
A wicked grin curled on the figure's half seen face as it thrust the sword into Monkey's gut.
"This is a sword, not a stick my victim."
Monkey's face was that of frozen terror and surprise as his life blood slowly drained from the wound. He fell to the ground as his attacker howled with laughter. He took a hat and dropped it on monkey's face as he left still laughing.
The Flying Green Monkey the serf is, alas, dead.
2. dragon's head refers to the title of one of my comics, Dragon Blood.
3. "This is a sword..." refers to thisseriously, the P-51 is not a jet,in my profile.
4.Half seen face refers to my avatar again.
5. Howling and monkey's surpised face refer to the last panel of the first page of Dragon Blood.
6. hat=> avatar again.
7. wordy narrative is a parallel to my wordy profile.
1. the sword could point to Hak, hark, or anyone with a fantasy comic.
2. laughter, not sure who it would point to , but I am pretty sure someone would think it's a clue, especially since it has been repeated twice in the narrative.
3. The hat could point to TJ, crocty, Monkey(if he wasn't the one who died), and me.
and heres PP's
The night sky was gloomy. The clouds lingered on like they had no other place to go. Every once in a while though, they gave way to allow the moon to shine through. It was precisely these moments that TheFlyingGreenMonkey was waiting for. Each time he saw a glimpse of that glowing orb he became exhilarated. It was as if the sight of it sent a charge through his systems waking up all of his senses. He had only been embraced by the werewolves two days ago but already did he feel like that he knew no other way of life.
"I never understood this damn fascination at the moon that your kind has." Spoke a voice not far from him.
On the adjacent rooftop, stood a tall and pale figure, staring at him with a bemused smile. TFGM was not pleased by this interruption. This was his territory. He had claimed it. With a short gnarl and a puffed up back, he displayed his displeasure. Amused by this, the vampire jumps over to his rooftop and speaks again.
"Oh so this town is not big enough for the both of us, you say? I could tell you few stories about how often I faced someone who's made that claim. But I rather show you how these stories end." With those words he pulls out his silver dagger and charges the wolf.
TFGM leaps to get out of the way in time to save himself from the charge but receives a cut to his tail. The pain he receives from that wound sets fire to his blood. This hurt far more then it should have. I guess the myth about the silver was true, after all. Angry, he turns around and attempts to go for the throat of the undead abomination. With a subtle and graceful move the vampire easily dodges the attack and stabs TFGM in his torso.
The pain! The pain is too much to bear. He must get away. He must move. But he isn't moving. His senses are overwhelmed. He's too traumatized to move.
"Hurts, Doesn't it?" The vampire boasts.
"My master.... will come for you." TFGM snarl's back at him.
"Why I suppose you're right, but that is a story for another time." Says the Vampire before jabbing the dagger up his skull through the underside of his snout.
TheFlyingGreenMonkey the Werewolf is dead.
The vampire mentions that he likes to tell stories. In my bio, I mention that I like to tell stories.