Vote: A Pizzaguy and Tiberius Drake.
They are the killers.
Also, it was stupid there wasn't a fairer end of turn tie up.
Vote: A Pizzaguy and Tiberius Drake.
They are the killers.
Also, it was stupid there wasn't a fairer end of turn tie up.
Last edited by Beskar; 06-02-2009 at 04:51.
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"We are living in space-age times but there's too many of us thinking with stone-age minds" | How to spot a Humanist
"Men of Quality do not fear Equality." | "Belief doesn't change facts. Facts, if you are reasonable, should change your beliefs."
Of you? Very vindictive, aren't you? It is night. You can't vote for two people. You are doing very poorly at getting anything across. :P
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Well, why did they suddenly pounce on me. It was rather suspicious of them to do that last second. As you will see, the killers will strike again, thus proves my innocent and as they were up for jumping me, it makes them stand out a mile away.
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Days since the Apocalypse began
"We are living in space-age times but there's too many of us thinking with stone-age minds" | How to spot a Humanist
"Men of Quality do not fear Equality." | "Belief doesn't change facts. Facts, if you are reasonable, should change your beliefs."
Yes, it was the wine in front of me. I, being Al Franken himself, am disguised as one of his supporters, Stuart Smalley. And I decided to lynch you Beskar because I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and doggone it, people wanna lynch me instead. This is all part of my master plan to be the most incredibly obvious mafia ever.
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#Montytoostronger
Wait, you mean you are not?!?
Days since the Apocalypse began
"We are living in space-age times but there's too many of us thinking with stone-age minds" | How to spot a Humanist
"Men of Quality do not fear Equality." | "Belief doesn't change facts. Facts, if you are reasonable, should change your beliefs."
General Hankerchief slowly walked through the Target Centre. There was a strange scent in the air, one of...... a distant memory. Wafting through the the rooms was a something so familiar, the he would be a fool not to realize what it was. It was blood and guts, since he was right next to the room where Navarro exploded. But rather, it wasn't the scent of Navarro himself. It was of a wild beast, although one could not say that Navarro himself wasn't wild.
It was the unmistakable stench of elephant guts. It all came flooding back to him. The Elephant wars. The beasts, with their tusks constantly goring the infantry. Crushing armour.... it was far too vivid. They took at least 20 tribesmen with spears to bring them down, as they were the only ones brave enough to go after them. And the monkeys too.........
He glanced at the hole in the wall. Elephant tracks lead out towards main street.
So there was an elephant in the centre......
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Soon, he saw it. The beast was unaware. Packing tons of dynamite. And easy shot. If GeneralHankerchief had a gun, it would be. Instead, he has Navarro's small intestine and a whole lot of gumption. He would have to think hard.
He soon learned that he didn't need to. The elephant had spotted him, and immediately charged. Utterly surprised, he resigned himself to his fate. The next morning, the body was found.
The elephant had charged and missed. Its neural defibrillators had failed, according to some of the committee. Instead, he veered into a stack of ballots, giving himself papercuts all over his jugular. GH did not fare much better. He was shot in the groin, foot, sternum, thyroid, knee, ear, forearm, and pinky finger. And then his head. No one knew who the shooter was.
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Meanwhile, outside the centre, outside of Minnesota, actually, there were strange reports. An elephant had managed to get to the top of a building with a gun, shoot it, and fall off afterwards, leaving a sizeable mess to clean-up. Even stranger, this had happened near the embattled Target Centre, where several suspicious incidents had taken place. Democrats lightheartedly took it as a sign that the Republicans were failing. The were silenced when authorities found a donkey underneath the body.
Pevergreen was reclining in the visitor's lounge of the Target center, enjoying their comparative level of comfort to the wooden chairs used in the ballot counting room. His eyelids slowly began to drift downwards as he felt his conciousness drifting to sleep. Unbeknownst to pever, someone was walking up behind him. As pever's mind began drifting to thoughts of donkeys and elephants, a thin, steel wire descended upon his exposed jugular. Pever's eyes shot open, but he could not scream, as no air could escape his enstrangled throat. The wire came further down, pressing pever's neck into the chair, until pever finally blacked out, for one final nap.
Alive: 10/15
AskthePizzaGuy
Atheotes
A Very Super Market
Caius
Captain Blackadder
Cultured Drizzt fan
Death is Yonder
Greyblades
Iskander
Tiberius of the Drake
Dead: 4
GeneralHankerchief
Navarro951
Pevergreen
Splitpersonality
Lynched: 1
Beskar
WoK: 0
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Last edited by seireikhaan; 06-03-2009 at 02:49.
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
Vote: ATPG
WIFOM, its safer if we just lynch you, you may be lying when you say your mafia, you may not. I dont know and this is the best way to find out.
unless we have someone looking better for these kills then my vote stays where its at.
Last edited by Cultured Drizzt fan; 06-03-2009 at 03:03.
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