Posted 25 March 2009 - 01:21 PM
It is Day 2
1.256874 hours left.
11 Players alive
(Bubba, DKTorode, Drinksinbars, Gavin, Jump Around, , Kurt M., Mentalist, Morgoth, Sixty, Vengeance, Yellow)
6 votes to lynch
2 votes Dktorode (Sixty, Yellow)
1 Vote Kurt M. (Vengeance)
6 votes Sixty (Gavin, Dktorode, Morgoth, Mentalist, Jump Around, Dibs)
Players not voted : Bubba, Kurt M.
Thats a lynch
"You fuckers!", you've killed a policeman and watched as the guy whos car broke down suffocated, and thats all you could come up with? A single aggressive statement.The man pointing the gun at you is definately scum....if only you could...
You take a step forward, "Easy freind, be calm, everythings going to be fine. Just put the gun down and we'll talk his through."
"Fuck you!!!! I hear you all whispering!!Professor Plum MUST be the killer. He's the one who's convienently never around!!! Well stay the fuck BACK!! You won't kill me like you did the others!! I am going to...."
You lunge forward...he pulls the trigger....
Nothing....you should be dead....that fucker almost shot you!!!! Looking around, you see that the others are agreeing, this mother-fucker has got to die...you all gang rush him, someone grabs his empty gun....he is dead in seconds...you look around, and notice that everyone is looking right at you..
Sixty was Professor Plum. He is dead and carried a revolver with no bullets. He was innocent.
As you look over the newest body that someone is going to have to clean up (maybe the maid...nah, that french hottie wouldn't have the stomach), You hear a gurgling from the back of the group. Turning you see Mr. Green, a sharply dressed gentlemen has blood on his jacket, Maybe HE is the...wait, that blood is coming THROUGH his jacket, not down it!
He gasps for air and tries to speak....HES GOING TO TELL YOU WHO KILLED HIM!! Quickly you rush to catch him, but before anyone can touch him, he crashes forward and shudders once. A foul odor spreads through the room....The man had soiled himself as his final act alive....what a terrible way to go...humiliating actually. Meh, he always was a shitty companion..You feel yourself restraining a giggle...the tension could be cut with a knife....a dull rusty butter knife....just like the one you used to stab into his back.
Well no need to worry about him spilling the beans...Beans..HA...what a musical fruit! makes you smell like death though...you wipe your bloody palm on Mrs. Scarletts red dress as she leans over to inspect the body...nice legs she has...now on to the next victim....who to chose from in this washed up bunch..whos the smartest one...who would figure you out....ah yes...I see you....You will be next!
Dibs was Mr. Green. He had a rusty Butter knife. He was innocent.
Only someone with this much power could make this many frittatas without breaking any eggs.