Lynch scene, someone will have to make up on their own....if dibs is the NK target, here is a good scene
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!
This post has been edited by Path-Shaper: 25 March 2009 - 05:05 AM
Only someone with this much power could make this many frittatas without breaking any eggs.