Re: Mafia II: The sequel to the best-selling forum game
Day breaks in the Frontroom. All is quiet. Things were going as usual in the Kingdom of Peace and Love, with lots of babes, beer, and a little bit of spamming. Most people's only care in the world was whether Eclectic had a cooler name now that he changed it from Divinus Arma.
A recent arrival to the Frontroom, Eclectic was chuckling to himself when members were arguing whether he should have come in after the move-in deadline expired. He decided to take a short walk to take in the sights. This place was nice. A quaint little city (no sidewalks though) with lots of bars. Perfect for him. He rounded lots of corners and was interested in seeing what was on the other side. But what he wasn't expecting when he made a sharp left was...
...A GUY POINTING A FLAMETHROWER RIGHT AT HIM!!! Oh no! Eclectic's reflexes were quick, but not quick enough as he was soon engulfed in flames. He ran around screaming for water as the mafioso continued to pour the fire on. Realizing the situation was hopeless, he ran into the nearest bar and downed a quick mug of his favorite beer, thereby dying a happy death. As the mafioso saw the smile on his face before passing on he muttered: "Serves him right for coming in past the deadline."
Meanwhile, in another part of town, Zalmoxis was also taking a stroll. However, he was walking in the middle of the road, away from corners. There he noticed a section of road that looked somehow... different from the rest of it. Intrigued, he walked on it to see if it felt any different.
It did. As a hissing sound emitted, Zalmoxis immediately recognized that he had stepped on a spring-loaded pressure plate. Out of nowhere a barrel dumped honey and grain all over him, making him a gooey, wheaty mess. At once people started to come out and crowd around him, laughing.
"Is this someone's idea of a prank?" he thought. Because it was a pretty good one. However, a black cloud was moving right toward him and he realized it wasn't a prank- it was a murder.
"Trained attack ducks!" somebody yelled. "Everybody run for cover!" But it was too late. The ducks swooped in, with the villagers bracing themselves. But to their surprise, they all went straight for Zalmoxis, pecking away at the honey and grain. The villagers could only watch in horror as the swarm of ducks proceeded to turn Zalmoxis into a human breadcrumb. By the time the ducks flew away, quacking happily, Zalmoxis was a mess on the ground. He was now vulture food.
That evening, the villagers gathered around the town square where Chief of Police Beirut made an announcement.
"Gentlemen," he began, "I've been in the police force for a long time. And these two deaths that occured today were the result of the mafia! While I could take them down if they ever tried to whack me, they're impossible to track and thus can't bring them down by the normal system of justice. While I do have a detective working on this case, it won't be enough.
"We will bring these killers down by democracy. Everyone here will simply cast a vote for who they think did it. At the end of voting, the person who received the most votes will be executed by lethal injection. Get to it!"
Villagers, now is your time. You have a little over 24 hours to vote (publicly, no PMs) for who you think killed Eclectic and Zalmoxis. After the voting period is over, I will post the execution and updated status list. Get voting!
Originally Posted by TosaInu
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