03-07-2013, 01:07 PM
The moment of truth had arrived. Wart chortled softly to himself, watching as the town moved like puppets to his tune. And it didn't even matter that he mixed his euphemisms. They gathered around the one he claimed was Mafia, poking and prodding the poor fool and it was all Wart could do not to roll along the ground, laughing up a storm.
Shortly enough, they had the noose around the guy's neck, and in but a moment the deed would be done and everyone would head off for bed.
"WAIT!" Wart shouted, a grin on his lips. "I changed my mind."
Pointing into the crowd, he decreed, "Lynch her instead."
Blinking in confusion, the town shrugged and let the guy go, instead latching tightly onto Birdo. The poor transvestite creature didn't even have a chance to plead her case. She was strung up faster than the Japanese can eat hotdogs. Something was different this time, however.
Usually their cursory inspections of the body revealed nothing of import, but this time they found a single note. It read: "Boss. Whacked that mouse fer ya. He won't be botherin' ya no mores. Heh heh heh..."
And while they mused over why someone would take the time to write their wry chuckle, night fell and they all headed off for bed, much happier now that they had managed to catch one of the dreaded Mafioso.
Nightmare Phase, fellas. 24 hours. Yadda yadda. Friday 8 AM EST, or until I get all your actions in. Be there, or be square.
Kaden - Pokey - T
John Doe - Wart
Ashe
Mal Nova - Shy Guy - T
Dehan - Toad
Kayne - Birdo - M
Rafael - Luigi - T
Teemer
King B - Mouser - T
Shortly enough, they had the noose around the guy's neck, and in but a moment the deed would be done and everyone would head off for bed.
"WAIT!" Wart shouted, a grin on his lips. "I changed my mind."
Pointing into the crowd, he decreed, "Lynch her instead."
Blinking in confusion, the town shrugged and let the guy go, instead latching tightly onto Birdo. The poor transvestite creature didn't even have a chance to plead her case. She was strung up faster than the Japanese can eat hotdogs. Something was different this time, however.
Usually their cursory inspections of the body revealed nothing of import, but this time they found a single note. It read: "Boss. Whacked that mouse fer ya. He won't be botherin' ya no mores. Heh heh heh..."
And while they mused over why someone would take the time to write their wry chuckle, night fell and they all headed off for bed, much happier now that they had managed to catch one of the dreaded Mafioso.
Nightmare Phase, fellas. 24 hours. Yadda yadda. Friday 8 AM EST, or until I get all your actions in. Be there, or be square.
Kaden - Pokey - T
John Doe - Wart
Ashe
Mal Nova - Shy Guy - T
Dehan - Toad
Kayne - Birdo - M
Rafael - Luigi - T
Teemer
King B - Mouser - T
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