Day breaks in the Frontroom. All is quiet. The mafioso used this silence and early portion of the day to enter his target's house undetected with several bottles of a mysterious spray. He spent a significant portion of time spraying down the entire house, every room, using up all of his bottles in the process. He used an entire bottle on his target, who luckily did not wake up during the spray-down. Satisfied, the mafioso left with his target still asleep, going off to parts unknown. His target would face an unpleasant death indeed, but it would take some time.
It had been five days. Five long days since the mafia attack had begun on the Frontroom and had consumed all of the villagers' lives and free time. Frankly, Nick was starting to get sick of it. He was a citizen of the world, after all, and despite the relevance of local events to his own health and well-being, Nick wanted more. Needed more. The first thing he would do once the threat had been eliminated was pack up and leave the Frontroom for safer grounds, so Nick needed to be well-informed about what was going on elsewhere. He sat down in his favorite recliner, picked up the TV remote, and turned on the news.
The man in the suit with impeccable hair continued in his usual soothing tone as Nick watched and prepared to immerse himself in important world events.
"And in lighter fare," the anchor said, "This little guy's getting a taste of summer fun just like the rest of us! Everybody meet Twiggy the Waterskiing squirrel! It's his favorite time of year!"
Nick reached for the remote in disgust, about to turn the television off. Of course they would show this. Nothing had changed in five days, why would it? Nick chastised himself for being so foolish.
Gripping the remote, Nick pressed the "power" button. Nothing happened. Twiggy continued to aimlessly ski around on the television. Leaning forward so he could be closer to the TV, Nick pressed it again. Nothing happened. Nick popped open the battery cap and fiddled around with his Double-As before trying again. Still nothing. Twiggy seemed to be mocking him. Muttering to himself, Nick pulled himself out of his chair and walked over to the TV to turn it off the old-fashioned way - the power button actually located on the TV itself. He pressed it. Nothing happened. Nick, more confused than anything else by this point, started pressing it rapidly.
This time, something did happen. The TV screen rose by two feet as a pair of robotic legs sprung out from under it. Likewise, a pair of arms shot out from opposite sides of the screen. Nick jumped back a full five feet, screaming in a very high-pitched voice. Later investigators when examining his corpse would discover that he had soiled himself.
"PERMISSION TO SHUT MACHINE DOWN DENIED," the television said in a menacing voice. "PROGRAMMING OF TWIGGY THE WATERSKIING SQUIRREL HAS NOT YET FINISHED. PREPARE TO BE TERMINATED." Nick tried to scramble out of the room, but the robo-TV was far too fast for him, gripping Nick by its arms and delivering 90,000 volts of electricity through Nick's body. All the while, Twiggy continued to ski around in his boat piloted by hamsters.
A few buildings away, the mafioso once again put away his radio-controlled device and walked away, chuckling.
Meanwhile, Mickey had noticed that he had been having a bit of an ant problem in his house ever since he had woken up. He thought that it was just because he had left his dinner out last night and was too lazy to wash the plates and silverware, but no, that wasn't it. The things seemed to be everywhere - in the basement, his TV room, even his shower and bedroom. And they weren't the normal black variety, either, no. These ants were all red; deadly and menacing fire ants, the kind that devoured humans alive in more the more ridiculous and unbelievable movies (like the fourth Indiana Jones film).
When Mickey was washing his hands for the 40th time that morning and took a quick count of the ants of his bathroom, the number went above twenty-five. In a small, rather confined space. It was at this point when Mickey decided that he would call up the local pest control services. He walked into his living room, dialing the number - and stopped mid-dial. Facing him was an army of 100 red imported fire ants, all of them marching his way.
Dropping the phone, Mickey turned and ran the other way, shrieking. However, the room he fled into was no better - a full 500 fire ants this time faced him, and were once again marching his way. Meanwhile, the 100 from the other room were closing the gap quickly on him. Rapidly running out of room, Mickey took the one escape route he had left that wasn't completely blocked off by the ants - and found himself face-to-face with fire ants. 2,000 of them, covering the entire remainder of his house, were all marching right at him, attracted by the spray that the mafioso had used on his house and especially him at the start of the morning.
Surrounded on all sides by fire ants, Mickey was frozen in fear as the ants started to overwhelm him. By the end of it, there was very little left to identify that anything named "Mickey" had ever existed.
Later that day, Chief of Police JuJuBee gathered everyone into the Frontroom square in order to make an announcement.
"Okay everyone," JuJuBee said, "There are a couple of issues on the agenda today. First off, I've received several calls from local citizens that numerous ant farms have been emptied. These ants' whereabouts are currently unknown. Secondly, we have two more deaths today: Nick, also known as Earthling, and Mickey, better known as Csargo, are sadly no longer with us. These two cases are probably related, but I'm too swamped trying to figure out the missing ant mystery to know for sure. Anyway, you know the drill!"
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Still alive: (22)
Angelo
Anne
Bertha
Bobby
Bruno
Bugsy
Connie
Emilio
Fat Tony
Frank
Fredo
Giorgio
Johnny
Luciano
Luigi
Paulie
Pete
Ralph
Richie
Salvatore
Sonny
Vincent
Killed:
Winston Hughes (Chickenman)
robbiecon (Giuseppe)
Visorslash (Maria)
johnhughthom (Christopher)
issaikhaan (Furio)
Death is yonder (Carlo)
Seon (Fingers)
ELITEOFKINGWARMAN88 (Big George)
Earthling (Nick)
Csargo (Mickey)
Executed:
Jolt (Pedro)
Andres (Rocco)
Chaotix (Joe)
Sigurd (Claudia)
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