Resident Evil - Silent Night [Concluded]

**Chaotix** · 10-22-2008, 02:54

Additionally- and I just realized this- didn't Ichigo also reveal himself as an investigator after he died? Perhaps it was both Aries and white eyes that were lying. At the very least, I don't think there would be 3 investigators.

Unvote: Yoyoma
Vote: White Eyes

Two votes for white eyes. Care to change your vote, Sarathos?

**FactionHeir** · 10-22-2008, 02:55

Ichigo was genuine. Question is whether eyes or Aries was the liar.

btw, you need to unvote first or so.

The other thing is, can we go for a double lynch of eyes and yoyoma?

**Askthepizzaguy** · 10-22-2008, 02:57

Mierda. Mierda...

drools and shuffles away...

**FactionHeir** · 10-22-2008, 02:59

Either Sarathos or pever need to vote yoyoma so we can hopefully get a double lynch if YLC allows.

Sarathos: Ask pever for my details

**Chaotix** · 10-22-2008, 02:59

Okay, I edited the post like less than a minute after when I realized I had to unvote Yoyoma, but I'll do it again just in case.

Unvote: Yoyoma
Vote: White Eyes

**Csargo** · 10-22-2008, 03:08

muerte

**Yoyoma1910** · 10-22-2008, 03:17

Oh little ones,
The wolves howl for someone tonight.

But the She Wolf waits.

She does not howl.

She hears you wisper her name,
With trembling frail bodies.

Is it cold?

Soon you will feel only Her warmth,
Wraped around you
Like a fresh skin.

**Askthepizzaguy** · 10-22-2008, 03:19

Toyoda Guzman listened to the town deliberate... but his mind was long destroyed. He could only vaguely recall his past life. Still, there was something familiar being discussed... he was disappointed. It made little difference, as his stomach began to churn and digest his previous victim, room was made for more raw flesh to be consumed. The splattered remains of his last meal began to ooze out of the torn digestive tract and onto the tiled floors. The hunger was taking over...

"Gahhhh.... Mierda... Cerebros, cerebros, cerebros..."

Guzman stumbled forward, with many numerous, gasping, chewing, groaning freaks trudging behind him. Guzman saw a boarded up door in the hall, but the boards seem to have been pried loose recently. He smelled fear... He smelled the breathing of his latest meal.

"¿Qué carajo estás haciendo aquí? ¡Lárgate cabrón!" ¡Allí está! ¡No deje que se escape!"

From behind Guzman, the zombies began their deadly chant...

"Mueren, Mueren, Meuren.... Morir es vivir, Morir es vivir.... Morir es vivir, Morir es vivir.... Mueren, Mueren, Meuren"

This meal was more clever than the others, however.

"Over here, you stupid monsters!" called out the voice. Toyoda Guzman was intrigued by the noise, because it was coming from a storage closet inside the boiler room. The flesh could not escape from our hunger...

Mueren, mueren, mueren chanted Guzman as he lurched closer. The zombies began tearing open the door to the storage closet, unable to turn the knob, they simply began bashing it down. ¡Mátenlo!

The door was smashed open and the zombies went inside, following the voice. The noise led them to a small corner of the storage closet, where there were all kinds of chemicals stored in old drums, leaking from many holes.

"¡Puedes correr, pero no puedes esconederte!" Guzman taunted.

Suddenly the lights went out.

"Que?"

The sound came from above. There was a long string attached to a small plastic device, and it pulled what looked like a PDA into a hole in the ceiling. The sound of a match being lit caught the attention of the horde. They looked up.

"¡Tenemos que irnos!" shouted Guzman, but it was too late.

The match was tossed onto the floor, in the middle of the zombies. The floor instantly caught fire, and many of the zombies began screeching in pain, slipping on the slick, burning liquid and falling on top of one another, all being consumed with flames. The fire continued to spread, and Guzman ran out of the storage closet and jumped out a window, streaking flames down towards the ground, where he landed in an old reservoir.

The rest of the zombies continued to scream in pain, when finally the drums caught flame, and they exploded.

Harley Lennon escaped unharmed, thanks to her PDA. Don't leave home without it.

**ULC** · 10-22-2008, 03:50

Just for my sake, tally please. I have a ton of things flying around, plus a write up to do. Please be kind, or I might just mistake you for the lynch