It is a dark room. A single light is focused directly downward on the body of Publius Aelius Hadrianus who is tied to a chair. Around the chair walks Padraic.
"So matey...you lead a good life do you? You think you can take away my profits by selling drugs to kiddies?"
"No Padraic, I was just giving them candy and hoping to sleep with them! I promise!"
"Thats. You were selling drugs and not giving me the profits. How can I run my splinter group off the IRA when I don't have an income"
As Padraic says this, he squats down and picks up some pliers.
"I think I may have to convince you, friend."
Padraic, with precision, pulls out the toenail from Publius' big toe on his left foot. Publius screams in agony.
"It just isnt nice friend. How am I meant to terrorise the English when I can't even buy a decent bomb? I used my last one to blow up that fish and chip store that charged for the ketchup!"
Padriac pulls out another toenail, this time from his big toe on his right foot.
"See, I'm a nice bloke. Other people would take both toenails from one foot, and then the pain would all be on one side, but I spread it around, make it easier to bear."
"Oh yes, its very nice of you."
"Hmmm yes, it is. Now...which of your nipples do you like better?"
"What? My nipples?"
"Yeah, I'm going to cut one of them off. Its your choice though, I'd hate to deny a man of his favourite nipple."
"I don't know! I like them both!"
Padraic swings around and pulls a massive knife out from nowhere, pressing it against Publius' naked chest.
"You better choose boy, or I'm going to cut both of them off! CHOOSE. NOW."
Publius is freaking out, struggling with all his might to get away from the glinting knife. Just as Padraic begins to cut, the phone rings. He stops, and pulls the knife away looking into Publius' eyes.
"You got lucky. I'm going to take this call, and by then, maybe you will have chosen which one you're going to keep."
Padraic walks around talking on his phone inaudibly.
"Wait, did you say Wee Thomas was poorly? How bad is he? Has he eaten? Is his fur still shiny? Oh I'm coming home.this Wee Thomas needs me! I DONT CARE WHAT YOU SAY, I'M COMING FOR WEE THOMAS."
Padraic throws the phone away, before looking back at Publius.
"It looks like our time is up friend, my cat is poorly."
Publius is very scared right now, having heard of how Padraic is about his cat, so he speaks very fast:
"Could it be heartworm? My cat had heartworm a few years ago, nearly died from it too! Just give him a tablet, that'll do, and he'll be right as rain!"
"...Heartworm hey. Lets hope it is, otherwise I'll be coming for you. As for you, lets get you untied and off to the hospital, I don't want those toes going sceptic. Have you got money for a bus?"
Publius shakes his head.
"Ah well, here, take a twenty for a cab. Make sure the doctors take good care of you. You dont have to worry too much about infections, I make sure my pliers are sterile."
Padraic walks out and begins his journey back to Inishmore. It will take him two days.
Alive:
Andres
Beefy187
Captain Blackadder
Jolt
Askthepizzaguy
taka
shlin28
LittleGrizzly
Reenk Roink
GeneralHankerchief
Sasaki Kojiro
Psychonaut
Lord Winter
White Eyes
Seamus
CountArach
Factionheir
A Very Super Market
Polemists
serierkhaan
777ares777
yoyoma1910
Diana Abnoba
F.C is the bees knees
boudica
Sigurd
greyblades
Alexander the Pretty Good
Ituralde
El Diablo
YLC
gaelic cowboy
Dead:
Publius Aelius Hadrianus
Lynched:
Some rules and so forth:
No revealing in private. No screenshots.
Every person with a role has a name. In any kill writeups or lynches, if a player with a name features in them, their in game name will be used. (eg, If my name is Bob and I kill Beefy, the write up would say that Bob stalked beefy and killed him.)
The town must remove all threats to it to become victorious.
If you have questions, feel free to ask.
Commence Day 1.
This round shall last about 28 hours, then 24 from then on.
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