Finally back from being kidnapped by CrazySpaceMonkeys

Hey guys, not sure if many of you remember me, but the oldies that are still here and those who have played Battle Royal in the Tavern room should! :whip: (Sorry, for abandoning the game so suddenly, the crazyspacemonkys wouldn't let me leave :laugh4:)

Hopefully some of the mafia players from my time are still here!
But I'm finally back, and ready to jump back in a long deprivation of Mafia games. :2thumbsup:

Welcome back, Roadkill ~:wave:

Welcome back :2thumbsup:

Are you planning to finish that Battle Royale game?
You left off when I lost my trusty barbed wire, and chased off by the mad Chainsaw dude. Forced to dive in water, barely surviving. :laugh4:

On the subject of games, (it being the gameroom, not the tavern room. :tongue:) I still have my stats for Bone Legion round 4, hosted by FactionHeir.
Now there was a game. :2thumbsup:

Heya, welcome back...

Yeah I remember, had just got myself some funky new toys to play with and then you dissappeared! Gah!

No worrys, make your way back to the gameroom and all is forgiven!

How could I forget someone whose signature I have a cameo role in?

Welcome back mate!

Thanks everyone!

Ya damn crazy space monkeys took me out of nowhere. Thank you Pevergreen for my error :whip:

@Beefy, unfortunately the laptop that contained all that information was stolen at an airport :furious3:, however I am back for good, and decided to host a Fifth addition, that will feed that Battle Royale Hunger. :beam:Go check it out at the gameroom, (flaming tag, I know)

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Originally Posted by RoadKill

Thanks everyone!

Ya damn crazy space monkeys took me out of nowhere. Thank you Pevergreen for my error :whip:

@Beefy, unfortunately the laptop that contained all that information was stolen at an airport :furious3:, however I am back for good, and decided to host a Fifth addition, that will feed that Battle Royale Hunger. :beam:Go check it out at the gameroom, (flaming tag, I know)

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Ohh yes.

lets hope ill have the luck of last round. I beta my captor, who was crushing me to death, and stole his rocket launcher...he he he

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Originally Posted by Tiberius of the Drake

Ohh yes.

lets hope ill have the luck of last round. I beta my captor, who was crushing me to death, and stole his rocket launcher...he he he

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Which was later recognised as a MISTAKE BY THE HOST.

Seriously, my orders where to put enough rocks on you to pin you down, but just short of crushing you to death. You shouldnt have been able to move at all.

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Originally Posted by Roadkill

Pevergreen


“So,” you paused and scratched your nose, “Tiberius, if that is your name.”

“What are you talking about!?” Tiberius screeched at you obviously agitated, “You know who I am, we shared three classes together!”

“Sure,” you giggled, “And my dad’s the pope!” you laughed uncontrollably at your own joke. Tiberius stared at you, his eyes drooping, exhausted.

“You know, I can easily kill you,” you threatened once again.

“I have nothing!” Tiberius insisted, “I dropped all my stuff when the rubble came down! I don’t even know were my bag is!”

“Enough, were are your weapons!?” you questioned for the third time.

“I told you! All I had was a pepper spray, no more, no less!” he yelled with all his effort.

“If you insist,” You picked up a large shard of glass and slowly trecked up to Tiberius. He looked at you, stunned in great fear.

“One last time, or I’ll made you regret everything and beg for death.” He looked at you emotionless, his face blank. You hated that looked of pity. You grabbed his face and lifted the shard of glass. Then out of nowhere in a split second, Tiberius slings up his arms and in his hands sprung up a small can expelling a red smoke.

At contact to your face, it stung incredibly, blinding you completely. Grabbing your face you fall to the ground as the stinging became unbearable.

Barely managing opening your eyes, you see Tiberius throw the rubble off of him, ripping the last of the rope you used to tie him up. He must have managed to cut it from behind.

“Sorry, I lied,” Tiberius said blankly, “The pepper spray was tucked in on the inside of my pants.”

“You :daisy:!” you cursed still agitated in pain.

“Hmpf,” Tiberius swung his hardest, punching you down to the ground.

“Catch you later.” Tiberius quickly grabbed your R.P.G and made a break away, sparing your life.

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For those who don't remember, the rubble being mentioned is me having blown up the general store with my RPG.