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Super Mafia
- Thread starter StrangerDanger
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No you can eat that right up.
SD would never let his creation become ... that.
SD would never let his creation become ... that.
Night 6.
It is the end of the 5th day on this hellhole, and once again, the newly acquired population of this amalgamation of universes has grouped together at the usual lynching spot. Most are confident in their votes, grinning and smirking to themselves and to their short-time allies. Few are nervous, shaking legs, trembling lips.
Tiananmen Square is silent for a moment, the moment when Gabriel finishes counting the votes. He ominously looks up and his mouth moves.
“Oh boy. This is a special one. I wanna do this right.” He moves towards Loki as whispers something in his ear.
“Heh,” grins Loki. “Special indeed.”
Gabriel flies up and chooses several big, rough rocks through the patchwork field. He once again summons his Axe, still hot from the previous battle, and carves all the rocks into blocks of approximately the same size. He then throws them on the ground, forming a squared-shaped stage.
Without warning, Loki then flies to the crowd and swipes imperfectluck – in a flash of light, they are standing in both sides of the field. Imperfectluck is not stunned, or even scared, just calm and collected. A look of realization takes over his face.
“I knew this was coming. I will not run away – my honor and my pride won’t let me do that.” While talking, he positions his body in a fighting stance manner. “I am very thankful that you are giving me a chance to fight by employing the rules used back in my world.”
A storm brews up in the sky.
“Let’s see if you’re still thankful after this ends” speaks Gabriel. He clears his throat, and his voice suddenly booms over the land, changed. It is deeper and grittier – “Is this good enough? Alright… FIGHT!”
Imperfectluck promptly charges against Loki, his arms stretched, his determination roaring. Loki is hit by the attack, but swiftly grabs IPL and smashes him to the floor. A down IPL quickly recovers and delivers a painful uppercut, much to Loki’s surprise, who falls a few meters short of his opponent.
“This is dull.” Loki sighs while getting up. “Do you know how I won most of my MK games during my whole life?”
Suddenly, Loki advances, jumping over IPL – he tries to turn around, but it’s too late. Loki crouches and low kicks the thunder God to the floor.
“I did this all the time! Down + back + square, motherfucker.”
“Why must you blabber nonsense during a fight? I don’t need this. It is TIME to end this.” IPL begins glowing, much to everyone’s surprise, and sparking blue lightning everywhere. Loki is forced to step back.
“I am the God of Storm, Thunder and Lightning! I watch over every realm! I have enough power to defeat all of you!”, IPL shouts while floating, glowing with a lightning blue aura, oozing electricity, pupils retracted, thunderous fury at its prime.
“Oh yeah? Do YOU know who I am? I am your goddamn, one-manned Funerary Agency!” Loki leaps into the air and brutally plunges his sword in IPL’s chest. Fire jetting from the blade, thunder replaced by blood, IPL stands defeated on the floor.
Loki picks up his sword and moves toward Gabriel.
“…I didn’t even get to say ‘FINISH HIM’. Fucking spoilsport.”
The black clouds in the sky send a lone, last lightning bolt towards IPL, taking his body and leaving his role imprinted in the stone battlestage. The curious folk draw in and read it.
NIGHT 6 HAS FALLEN. THE NIGHT WILL LAST UNTIL 48 HOURS FROM THIS POST, OR UNTIL ALL PM'S ARE SENT TO ME. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.
(i'm no strangerdanger, but i hope i made this lynch justice)
It is the end of the 5th day on this hellhole, and once again, the newly acquired population of this amalgamation of universes has grouped together at the usual lynching spot. Most are confident in their votes, grinning and smirking to themselves and to their short-time allies. Few are nervous, shaking legs, trembling lips.
Tiananmen Square is silent for a moment, the moment when Gabriel finishes counting the votes. He ominously looks up and his mouth moves.
“Oh boy. This is a special one. I wanna do this right.” He moves towards Loki as whispers something in his ear.
“Heh,” grins Loki. “Special indeed.”
Gabriel flies up and chooses several big, rough rocks through the patchwork field. He once again summons his Axe, still hot from the previous battle, and carves all the rocks into blocks of approximately the same size. He then throws them on the ground, forming a squared-shaped stage.
Without warning, Loki then flies to the crowd and swipes imperfectluck – in a flash of light, they are standing in both sides of the field. Imperfectluck is not stunned, or even scared, just calm and collected. A look of realization takes over his face.
“I knew this was coming. I will not run away – my honor and my pride won’t let me do that.” While talking, he positions his body in a fighting stance manner. “I am very thankful that you are giving me a chance to fight by employing the rules used back in my world.”
A storm brews up in the sky.
“Let’s see if you’re still thankful after this ends” speaks Gabriel. He clears his throat, and his voice suddenly booms over the land, changed. It is deeper and grittier – “Is this good enough? Alright… FIGHT!”
Imperfectluck promptly charges against Loki, his arms stretched, his determination roaring. Loki is hit by the attack, but swiftly grabs IPL and smashes him to the floor. A down IPL quickly recovers and delivers a painful uppercut, much to Loki’s surprise, who falls a few meters short of his opponent.
“This is dull.” Loki sighs while getting up. “Do you know how I won most of my MK games during my whole life?”
Suddenly, Loki advances, jumping over IPL – he tries to turn around, but it’s too late. Loki crouches and low kicks the thunder God to the floor.
“I did this all the time! Down + back + square, motherfucker.”
“Why must you blabber nonsense during a fight? I don’t need this. It is TIME to end this.” IPL begins glowing, much to everyone’s surprise, and sparking blue lightning everywhere. Loki is forced to step back.
“I am the God of Storm, Thunder and Lightning! I watch over every realm! I have enough power to defeat all of you!”, IPL shouts while floating, glowing with a lightning blue aura, oozing electricity, pupils retracted, thunderous fury at its prime.
“Oh yeah? Do YOU know who I am? I am your goddamn, one-manned Funerary Agency!” Loki leaps into the air and brutally plunges his sword in IPL’s chest. Fire jetting from the blade, thunder replaced by blood, IPL stands defeated on the floor.
Loki picks up his sword and moves toward Gabriel.
“…I didn’t even get to say ‘FINISH HIM’. Fucking spoilsport.”
The black clouds in the sky send a lone, last lightning bolt towards IPL, taking his body and leaving his role imprinted in the stone battlestage. The curious folk draw in and read it.
StrangerDanger said:
NIGHT 6 HAS FALLEN. THE NIGHT WILL LAST UNTIL 48 HOURS FROM THIS POST, OR UNTIL ALL PM'S ARE SENT TO ME. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.
(i'm no strangerdanger, but i hope i made this lynch justice)
yes, god forbid im the only person to write ridiculously good kills/lynches and couldn't keep up the unparalleled precedent that i had set.
That was pretty fucking awesome Doomsday.
Yeah, i got grounded. So from last friday onward to perhaps this friday Doomsday will have to take up writing shit and sending PM's..."Maybe." I am on, but it's at sporadic moments, so we'll have to see how it all works out.
Also Francisco, you did a great job there. That was bad.ass.
Also Francisco, you did a great job there. That was bad.ass.
I feel your pain ...
Okay guys, everyone stop. The day will be updated today--i personally can't oversee everything, but Doomsday's on it.
Day 6
“Gather around, bumblefucks.” Gabriel Scarborough bellows to the mixed crowd. “Today will be a quick reunion. The reason being that we found no corpses today. I don’t know whether to cheer you up on good behaviour, or just face palm because of your incompetence.”
A slightly disgruntled Loki adds, “You shits still remember whoever group wins will decide what to do with the whole fucking universe, right? Just reminding you of what’s at stake.”
“To be completely honest, I am surprised by this. I’d have thought that by this time, half of you wouldn’t be here already. I thought you fuckers would be a little more depraved. How boring.”
“Well, you need us, you just call. We’ll be at this gigantic orgy with every goddamn conceivable hot women and all the food you can think of.” Says Gabriel as he starts to float up; “It’s called ‘Paradise’ for a reason!” He then vanishes to the sky.
Loki, who had been picking his teeth with his massive sword, mumbles something about Gabriel’s huge wang, and follows him up.
IS IT NOW DAY 6. THE DAY WILL LAST FOR 48 HOURS, OR UNTIL A MAJORITY IS REACHED. 13 VOTES ARE NEEDED FOR A MAJORITY.
PM'S WILL BE SENT SHORTLY.
“Gather around, bumblefucks.” Gabriel Scarborough bellows to the mixed crowd. “Today will be a quick reunion. The reason being that we found no corpses today. I don’t know whether to cheer you up on good behaviour, or just face palm because of your incompetence.”
A slightly disgruntled Loki adds, “You shits still remember whoever group wins will decide what to do with the whole fucking universe, right? Just reminding you of what’s at stake.”
“To be completely honest, I am surprised by this. I’d have thought that by this time, half of you wouldn’t be here already. I thought you fuckers would be a little more depraved. How boring.”
“Well, you need us, you just call. We’ll be at this gigantic orgy with every goddamn conceivable hot women and all the food you can think of.” Says Gabriel as he starts to float up; “It’s called ‘Paradise’ for a reason!” He then vanishes to the sky.
Loki, who had been picking his teeth with his massive sword, mumbles something about Gabriel’s huge wang, and follows him up.
IS IT NOW DAY 6. THE DAY WILL LAST FOR 48 HOURS, OR UNTIL A MAJORITY IS REACHED. 13 VOTES ARE NEEDED FOR A MAJORITY.
PM'S WILL BE SENT SHORTLY.
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