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Super Mafia
- Thread starter StrangerDanger
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okay i don't post in mafia threads but hahaha moot
We should always get DM to play Mafia.
Goin' to update tonight, i promise.
you better
In that case, Kumar will live forever!
He's just building the suspense.
Have faith!
Have faith!
Day 7.
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...
...
...ugh...
You open your eyes to an unfamiliar landscape.
...ugh...
Turning to your side, you notice the other users--beaten, bruised, bloodied. You stand, as pain surges through your legs. Stifling the anguish, you look--smoke rises above the plane of Subspace. All of the trees in the forest, destroyed. Only a few remain, barely standing. You walk closer, retracing your steps and the steps of your fellow users to the one place you know to take refuge--Tiananmen Square.
You stop at it's edge. All you see before you is a crater.
Something amazing has happened here.
You look across the scape, and ahead to the barren lands, and think about what caused this, how you and the others came to be in such pain, and what happened before you blacked out....
"Alright everyone, listen up!" shouted Gabriel, seeking to break the chatter amongst the users.
"I know it's AvatarST's birthday, but he's got to go. You ready, little man?" Loki said menacingly, igniting his sword.
The crowd fell silent and turned to AvatarST. Wearing a birthday sombrero, with a mouth half-stuffed with cake, he realized his time had come. Enraged by Loki's taunts, he stepped forward, confidently.
"Awww, look at you! Such a little teddy bear! Why, i could just h-HURGH!" Loki's speech was cut-short by an uppercut from AvatarST, whose fist had tripled in size.
"Laugh it up, puto" he smirked. His triumph was cut short though--reacting so a whisking sound in the air, he turned sharply. With only a second to react, he held his fist in front of his face, clashing with Gabriel's spinning axe. As it whirled back to him, like a boomerang, they stood still. Everyone else had cleared the premises.
AvatarST's arm made a creaking noise, and gave way--his fist fell to the ground with a thud. Without a moment's notice, Gabriel was on the attack, charging wildly with his Axe drawn high--but in a quick, furtive movement, his quarry had evaded him, leaping now into the air.
"Toma esto!"
His limb had now formed into a small slit, and after a whirring noise, what looked like miniature scissors shot out from his arm, 10 of them heading straight for Gabriel on the ground below.
Not missing a beat, Gabriel side-stepped the blades, continuing his assault on the day's target. AvatarST's arms had now both changed, one shaped like a large hole, the other connected to a tube on his back. He screamed wildly in spanish, "Feliz Cumpleanos a mi! Feliz Cumpleanos a mi!" With one hand, he produced bombs, lobbing them effortlessly at Gabriel, while bobbing around like a Mexican jumping bean. With the other hand, a flame thrower, with which he detonated the bombs. Dodging the explosions as much as he could, Gabriel tripped over one of his scissors, and with a bomb looming overhead, he knew the end was near...
"BOOYAKASHA!"
In entirely SD-gotcha-predictable-saves-the-day fashion, Loki had recovered from the heavy blow, and now shot his blade's fire in such a way to detonate the bomb prematurely. Pankicking, AvatarST scrambled to run, but it was too late. A chain-reaction had been set off by the firestorm, and with one final "Feliz Cumpleanos a mi!", he had exploded, shooting off into many tiny blue parts, his helmet rolling at Loki's feet.
"hasta la vista, hombrecito" said Loki, tearing up at the sight of his poor little pinata of a friend...
Coming to your senses, you notice Loki and Gabriel coming down, planting themselves inside the crater, begging each of the surviving users to meet them. Walking past the bodies and rubble, you finally meet the two angels at the center of what seems to have been a massive explosion.
"What happened?" seems to be the expression on everyone's face. Scanning the crowd, you see Pillowrath near the edge of the crater barely breathing. He seems knocked out, and will be unable to vote today.
"Alright guys, since you missed it--we'll play it back for you." Announced Gabriel, materializing his Light Axe, using it as a projector on a side of the crater wall. You all watch intently...
Two figures are seen. One, cloaked in white, dashes through the forests, being chased by a figure floating above him, with distinctive red hair. Leaping from tree to tree, seeking only cover, the white cloak darts, avoiding blasts from Red Head's hands.
It is darkest of night.
The two figures come to a clearing--what you interpret to be Tiananmen Square. White Cloak turns to meet his assailant, who comes ever closer. A blade attached at his wrist, serrated with poison, the White Cloak pounces for Red Head, stabbing him through the neck. Laying him down, he takes out a feather, and lays it across the blood flowing from his exposed veins. Without a word, he is done with the corpse.
It would seem, though, that the corpse is not done with him. Rising as though possessed, the figure latches onto White Cloak's back.
"NOW IS THE HOUR OF YOUR SALVATION! ULTIMA!"
With this, Red Head glows bright green, and screams can be heard as the feed goes fuzzy, with sounds of a great eruption all around. The light fades...
One asks, "Is there anything left of them?".
"Just this." From Gabriel's hands fall two feathers. One, a red hair, the other, red with blood.
Something about moot's demeanor in the video seem to have shown a change. Perhaps he was not entirely himself? only time will tell...
As if you had not suffered enough, it seems there were yet two bodies to have been discovered. One, atop the north side of the crater, has been utterly crashed and destroyed. With a torn army jacket and a tusk to his side, you identify the corpse as matty.
DAY 7 HAS STARTED. THE DAY WILL LAST FOR 48 HOURS, OR UNTIL A MAJORITY IS REACHED. A MINIMUM OF 11 BOLD VOTES ARE NEEDED FOR A MAJORITY. PM'S ARE GOING OUT NOW.
...
...
...
...ugh...
You open your eyes to an unfamiliar landscape.
...ugh...
Turning to your side, you notice the other users--beaten, bruised, bloodied. You stand, as pain surges through your legs. Stifling the anguish, you look--smoke rises above the plane of Subspace. All of the trees in the forest, destroyed. Only a few remain, barely standing. You walk closer, retracing your steps and the steps of your fellow users to the one place you know to take refuge--Tiananmen Square.
You stop at it's edge. All you see before you is a crater.
Something amazing has happened here.
You look across the scape, and ahead to the barren lands, and think about what caused this, how you and the others came to be in such pain, and what happened before you blacked out....
"Alright everyone, listen up!" shouted Gabriel, seeking to break the chatter amongst the users.
"I know it's AvatarST's birthday, but he's got to go. You ready, little man?" Loki said menacingly, igniting his sword.
The crowd fell silent and turned to AvatarST. Wearing a birthday sombrero, with a mouth half-stuffed with cake, he realized his time had come. Enraged by Loki's taunts, he stepped forward, confidently.
"Awww, look at you! Such a little teddy bear! Why, i could just h-HURGH!" Loki's speech was cut-short by an uppercut from AvatarST, whose fist had tripled in size.
"Laugh it up, puto" he smirked. His triumph was cut short though--reacting so a whisking sound in the air, he turned sharply. With only a second to react, he held his fist in front of his face, clashing with Gabriel's spinning axe. As it whirled back to him, like a boomerang, they stood still. Everyone else had cleared the premises.
AvatarST's arm made a creaking noise, and gave way--his fist fell to the ground with a thud. Without a moment's notice, Gabriel was on the attack, charging wildly with his Axe drawn high--but in a quick, furtive movement, his quarry had evaded him, leaping now into the air.
"Toma esto!"
His limb had now formed into a small slit, and after a whirring noise, what looked like miniature scissors shot out from his arm, 10 of them heading straight for Gabriel on the ground below.
Not missing a beat, Gabriel side-stepped the blades, continuing his assault on the day's target. AvatarST's arms had now both changed, one shaped like a large hole, the other connected to a tube on his back. He screamed wildly in spanish, "Feliz Cumpleanos a mi! Feliz Cumpleanos a mi!" With one hand, he produced bombs, lobbing them effortlessly at Gabriel, while bobbing around like a Mexican jumping bean. With the other hand, a flame thrower, with which he detonated the bombs. Dodging the explosions as much as he could, Gabriel tripped over one of his scissors, and with a bomb looming overhead, he knew the end was near...
"BOOYAKASHA!"
In entirely SD-gotcha-predictable-saves-the-day fashion, Loki had recovered from the heavy blow, and now shot his blade's fire in such a way to detonate the bomb prematurely. Pankicking, AvatarST scrambled to run, but it was too late. A chain-reaction had been set off by the firestorm, and with one final "Feliz Cumpleanos a mi!", he had exploded, shooting off into many tiny blue parts, his helmet rolling at Loki's feet.
"hasta la vista, hombrecito" said Loki, tearing up at the sight of his poor little pinata of a friend...
StrangerDanger said:
Coming to your senses, you notice Loki and Gabriel coming down, planting themselves inside the crater, begging each of the surviving users to meet them. Walking past the bodies and rubble, you finally meet the two angels at the center of what seems to have been a massive explosion.
"What happened?" seems to be the expression on everyone's face. Scanning the crowd, you see Pillowrath near the edge of the crater barely breathing. He seems knocked out, and will be unable to vote today.
"Alright guys, since you missed it--we'll play it back for you." Announced Gabriel, materializing his Light Axe, using it as a projector on a side of the crater wall. You all watch intently...
Two figures are seen. One, cloaked in white, dashes through the forests, being chased by a figure floating above him, with distinctive red hair. Leaping from tree to tree, seeking only cover, the white cloak darts, avoiding blasts from Red Head's hands.
It is darkest of night.
The two figures come to a clearing--what you interpret to be Tiananmen Square. White Cloak turns to meet his assailant, who comes ever closer. A blade attached at his wrist, serrated with poison, the White Cloak pounces for Red Head, stabbing him through the neck. Laying him down, he takes out a feather, and lays it across the blood flowing from his exposed veins. Without a word, he is done with the corpse.
It would seem, though, that the corpse is not done with him. Rising as though possessed, the figure latches onto White Cloak's back.
"NOW IS THE HOUR OF YOUR SALVATION! ULTIMA!"
With this, Red Head glows bright green, and screams can be heard as the feed goes fuzzy, with sounds of a great eruption all around. The light fades...
One asks, "Is there anything left of them?".
"Just this." From Gabriel's hands fall two feathers. One, a red hair, the other, red with blood.
StrangerDanger said:
Something about moot's demeanor in the video seem to have shown a change. Perhaps he was not entirely himself? only time will tell...
StrangerDanger said:
As if you had not suffered enough, it seems there were yet two bodies to have been discovered. One, atop the north side of the crater, has been utterly crashed and destroyed. With a torn army jacket and a tusk to his side, you identify the corpse as matty.
Finally, you come to the last body. As you move towards the cloaked figure on the ground, you realize this is a body you have never seen before. There is a chainsaw stuck into the corpses left side, with a chimmichanga stuffed into its mouth, and a comic book left at its side. There is a note in her pocket--you read:StrangerDanger said:
Confused about this turn of events, you scratch your head and do all you know how to do: bitch, moan, and get someone killed.StrangerDanger said:
DAY 7 HAS STARTED. THE DAY WILL LAST FOR 48 HOURS, OR UNTIL A MAJORITY IS REACHED. A MINIMUM OF 11 BOLD VOTES ARE NEEDED FOR A MAJORITY. PM'S ARE GOING OUT NOW.
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