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    Night 4 – a deadly dead camel, strangling, KABOUM!

    The camel meat wasn’t a big success… Everybody was upset about the killing of such a noble animal and the men refused to eat the meat.

    Zorg however, was very hungry and he didn’t seem to have a problem with eating the meat of the rather filthy animal.

    So, at night, he got out of his tent, looking for the dead beast.

    “Looking for a piece of meat?” a sinister voice sounded in the dark.

    “Eh, yes.” Zorg answered. “Aren’t you hungry as well?”

    “Yeah” the man with the sinister voice said. “I heard the best parts of meat are, eh, well, where our captain has attached the electrocution device.”

    “Oh no, I don’t want to put my arms in that.”

    “Why don’t you put your head in it?” the man asked.

    “That’s disgusting.”

    The Mafioso drew his gun and pointed it at Zorg. “Get you head into that camel, now.”

    “Eh, ok, ok, if you insist. I do hope it is indeed the best part of the meat…” Zorg put his head in the, hm, eh, well, you know what I mean, don’t you?

    “Guess that saves me a bullet”, the Mafioso said and he pulled the switch. A short bzzzzzt, some flames and Zorg was no more…



    Beefy187 was watching the stars. It was the first night without snow and the sky was very clear.

    He didn’t notice a dark sneaky figure coming near.

    The dark shadow held the remains of Zain’s groin in his hands.

    “What’s that strange smell?” Beefy asked himself.

    Before he could turn his head, he got strangled with said remains of said groin…

    The last thing he saw, was a raven hair falling on his shoulder…


    Nature called Proletariat. Beeing the only woman among a bunch of rude mercenaries, she had to make a long walk to find a safe spot to do what you need to do when nature calls.

    While she was relieving herself in the torture chamber, the only place where she had some privacy, she noticed one of the mercenaries watching her.

    “You dirty voyeur! Go away!”

    “I am looking for my knife.”

    “Well, there ain’t no knives here, you dirty, little pervert!”

    “What a pity! I would have thought there were some here in the torture chamber. But look at what I found! A grenade! Thissss came from the pile Martok was buried under.”

    “Oh, nice, a grenade, “ Prole said, unimpressed. “I never saw a grenade before! Oh, you are so cool and sexy. A grenaaade!”

    “Do I ssssssmell sssssarcassssm there?”

    “You bet you do! Go away man! Sick pervert!”

    “Hmmm… Well, I have enough heads already. Maybe it is time for some KABOUM KABOUM!”

    “KABOUM KABOUM? And what do you mean, enough heads?” Prole asked. Suddenly she realised who she was talking to. “Oh no” was the last thing she whispered before the maniac put a grenade into her mouth and chained her.

    “Now I will try to get the pin out of the grenade with thissss whippy whip!”

    Needless to say, our maniac missed quite a few times, but eventually, he was successful. And there goes the pin!

    “KABOUM!”

    The serial killer, covered in blood, brains and fractions of bone looked disappointed. “KABOUM? No KABOUM KABOUM? Boehoehoehoe ! I want my mama! Thosssse toyssss don’t work like they sssshould! No KABOUM KABOUM! Bah, I want more headssss! The headssss will tell me how to make KABOUM KABOUM!” The serial killer went back to the camp, happy like a child, constantly hissing “Headsss, headssss, KABOUM KABOUM! Hihihihii!”

    Day 4 : Long live democracy!

    “Sir!”

    “Yes, Mister Union! I recon we had a peaceful night, without any killings?”

    “Ehrm…”

    “What?”

    “We found Zorg with his head into the electrocution camel….”

    “What? What was he doing there?”

    “Apparently, he stuck his head into the camel and somebody pulled the switch. We also found…”

    “What? More killings?”

    “I’m afraid so, sir. We also found Beefy187 strangled with body parts from Zain. And Proletariat was, well, we didn’t really found her, but we found her necklace between some body parts, so we have reasons to believe…”

    “Ok, ok, ok.. You still sure about the no torturing part?”

    “Eh, hmmm…, that is, well…”

    “Ok, ok, you wanted democracy, you’ll get democracy. Besides, I must say that I’m starting to enjoy this whole thriller. Go ahead guys. Vote.”


    Alive (24)

    Omanes
    Stig
    GH
    Sasaki
    KingWarman
    Warmaster Horus
    FactionHeir
    Brave Sir Robin
    woad&fangs
    TwilightBlade
    Sarathos
    Husar
    gibsonsg91921
    CountArach
    Xdeathfire
    sapi
    Tran
    Northnovas
    Xiahou
    Hepcat
    The Amazing Me
    Dutch_guy
    Jubal Barca
    Haudegen


    Lynched (3)

    Ichigo
    Killfr3nzy
    shlin28

    Killed (9)
    Sigurd

    pevergreen
    Tiberius of the Drake
    Roadkill
    Zain
    Garcilaso de la Vega el Inca
    Proletariat
    Zorg
    Beefy187

    WoG
    0



    Suicided (3)

    Enoch
    Greaterkhaan
    Martok



    It’s day. Start voting.
    Last edited by Andres; 09-12-2007 at 22:31.
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