Alrighty then.
Playing a compulsive vig was sort of a pain but it was fun at the same time.

I figured I was pretty much screwed when Foog was assumed to be the vig during day 3 and had to figure out how to keep from being accused of being a SK should I be caught targetting someone. Thankfully enough of you gave away town tells that I was comfortable claiming to you, Scouty in particular, followed by Scuba. My kills weren't rocket science and mainly based on who was contributing what and how they were going about doing it. As far as balance, I do think it was maybe a bit skewed in the towns favor, but you've got to look at it this way: with the amount of killing abilities on the town's side, there was a greater propensity that we were going to end up killing each other instead of scum, even though it didn't turn out that way.

Overall and I've said this before, this was one of my favorite mafia games and I applaud TPRU for his tremendous work on it.
On to player thoughts:
Scouty: I'm sorry I had to turn on you during the last moment, we were proving to be quite the team taking out the scum one at a time. You did an excellent job in your analysis of players and helped us secure the votes when it was vital during the lynches of Genaro and Bob. As the protector, you did a fairly good job of keeping yourself hidden and revealing yourself to the right people. Your attitude to keep an open mind, even if it was to consider such a preposterous idea as two scum factions having the exact same name and not needing to fulfill their written win condition was refreshing and encouraging to here from a townie instead of getting tunnel vision on a specific candidate. Good game sir.
Darkdragon: Even though this was only your second game as scum, you have definitely improved! You made the decisions and risks that needed to be made, even when it would have been easier to just give up and join the rest of the decimated scum team. I didn't know what to think when I was converted to a neutral and didn't even assume that it had anything to do with a conversion to scum. The day you contacted me about being converted, I think I was furious, sad, frustrated, hopeful, and paraonid all at the same time. Our 4 PM pages of WIFOM trying to figure out who was lying and who was telling the truth was exhilerating and nail-biting, exactly how mafia should be.

You made a big bet and you pulled it off for the most part, even though we basically shot ourselves in the foot by neither of us telling the other the entire truth.

I look forward to more games with you, hopefully playing on the same side from the start.
Dragonator: I don't think I ever doubted that you were the town blocker, but your attitude sure didn't help.

You played a good game and helped lead the town when it counted. I at least have to thank you for your willingness to try and stop the conversion, I could have seen players of different attitudes just ignoring my plea for help, letting me get converted and then killing me the next day just to save the trouble, it really showed a townie-centered play style. Aside from being dead set on Pandora and Rick being mafia, which was partly my fault, you did great.
Scuba: Dude, even though you can come off as rude sometime, I think you play these games all out and even though you can get a little tunnel vision sometimes, you can be a great asset when it comes to duking things out in thread and strategizing behind the scenes. If you ever lose your combative attitude when I'm playing, I will personally see to it that your are lynched on the spot for being too nice.

It was a blast playing with you.
Chromeknight: I wished I could have told you more and strategized with you further, but I was trying to juggle too many balls at once, mainly Scuba (my outside contact), Scouty (my inside contact), and DD (the scum who was trying to convert me). You were very involved in this game and I appreciate that in townies, even if some of your analysis may have been wrong at times, keep it up and I'm sure you will go far.
I'll add more later, but these were off the top of my head before lunch.