The door of Madzombie's apartment crashed into the wall as he swung it open a bit too hard. He stumbled in, slightly drunk. MadZombie closed the door and threw his keys off to the side. They should have landed on the endtable next to the couch. He heard his keys land on the floor. Shit, thought MadZombie, I must've missed horribly. He went to sit down on the couch. Ready to pass out for the night, his bottom only landed on the floor.
The floor was cold and hard, made of wood. The carpet was missing. Suddenly, MadZombie realized it: the couch was missing. The endtable was gone, too. He heard slow and deliberate footsteps coming towards him from the bathroom. "Glad to see you've returned home. I borrowed a few things!" said the man who had just entered the room. The man was carrying a pistol and fired a few times. The corpse of
MadZombie was found in the morning.
A_of-s_t dangled above a pool of molten metal in a factory. He swayed back and forth as he struggled against the rope binding his arms to his torso.
"A_of-s_t, why don't you tell me why you're here?" asked his captor.
"I told you already, I have no idea! Let me go!" A_of-s_t was lowered slightly closer to the bubbling liquid.
"Please, just let me go! You knocked me out and this is where I woke up!" A bit more rope was released and A_of-s_t hung a little bit closer to his death. The heat it gave off was causing him to sweat.
"That isn't what I'm asking you," stated his captor in a calm voice. "Why don't you tell me why
we are here?"
"I don't understand! I don't understand! Just stop, please! Let me down, damnit!" yelled A_of-s_t as the rising heat began to burn his skin.
"As you wish," his captor said flatly as he pressed a lever to sever the rope. Gravity pulled A_of-s_t into the giant vat of molten metal. Within seconds, the extreme heat dissolved the body of
A_of-s_t, which was never recovered.
Dark_Marine was examining the corpse of Hug a Zergling, hoping to find clues or at least inspiration as to who else could be the mafia. He was tapped on the shoulder. He turned around and found an oversized cleaver pointed straight up at his nose. He shrunk back and fell over. "I thought, b-b-but, no! That's your corpse on the tree!" stammered Dark_Marine, in shock.
"WHAT'S THAT?" yelled the man, hunched over and holding the blade at Dark_Marine's throat. "Impossible! We killed you! You're dead right over there!" yelled Dark_Marine as he raised a shaking hand to point at the corpse of Hug a Zergling dangling in the air. The man turned and looked up at the corpse, then turned back to face Dark_Marine. "NOPE! I'M FINE! GOOD FRIEND OF MINE THERE! I DON'T APPRECIATE MY FRIENDS BEING KILLED THOUGH!" bellowed the man. With a swift slash, he decapitated
Dark_Marine.
FatalException woke in the middle of the night with a great pain in his bowels. He stumbled to his bathroom. His colon was in such pain that it caused him difficulty walking. He sat down on the bowl. A small explosion rocked the neighboorhood.
FatalException was found dead... of explosive diarrhea.
Four additional corpses. Pandemonium ensues. Looks like someone else is about to get lynched.
** DAY THREE START **Please vote for the third candidate to be killed.