Posted 25 November 2008 - 08:07 AM
A rather timid looking townsperson gazes myopically a streetside stall. He rather indiscretely scratches at a rather discrete region while trying to remember if the pus yellow fungus made him more or less sick than the puke green one, since noone seemed to have any of the snot grey.
The slapping of sandals makes him spin around, as a bedraggled, beleagured and all together out-of-sorts looking man runs past. The bystander is then quite unceremonously knocked over by a large crowd carrying various farm implements, several lengths of hanging cord and, inexplicably, a baguette. Crawling through the crowd in the faint hope of actually eating some bread, he overhear's cries of "Him and Rashan must be lover-killers!", "The PAF does not condone behaviour of this kind!", "Are we chasing the squiggly blue line guy?" and "Spammers must die! Low posters too! And middle posters, just to safe." .
Someone stands on the bystander's fingers as the crowd slowly converges on the runner. Just then the runner throws his robe into the air, revealing machetes, knives, crossbows, a longsword and something noone can quite identify, but nonetheless looks painful.
Everyone steps back, this time resulting in a heel to the kidneys. The runner looks around and screams "Kessobahn! Your stupidity has gone one for too long. I do now what your father should have". A collective intake of breath follows as the assassin jumps into the air. Liosan mumbles something about also being a ninja, fingering his cardboard shuriken. A confusing, bloody and quite possibly impossible set of actions follow, the end result of which is Kessobahn lying in several pieces all over the street.
Someone in the crowd yells - "Assassin, get him!" and the crowd surges forward. The assassin spins around and says "I can explain! You see I'm a GOOD assa-".
Unfortunately he doesnt have a chance to finish his sentence, as a thrown squid hits him square in the face. Desperately the assassin claws at his head, but the squid, now roused to anger, is having none of it. Slowly it squeezes its tentacles around the assassins neck. Through the squid's translucent skin, the assassins face turns a curious shade of blue. To add to the indignancy, an ink stain runs down the front of the assassin's shirt.
Stilled by the bizzare spectacle, the crowd steps back. The assassin finaly keels over, squid-first into the mud. The squid then rather calmy lays it's eggs on the assassin's head and slinks off into the swamp.
In the distance a rather trampled looking figure flees into the distance, his siloutte marred by the shape of a long loaf of something edible.
Shadow (Bent) is dead - He was innocent
Kessobahn (Q21) is dead - He was innocent
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Only someone with this much power could make this many frittatas without breaking any eggs.