Its almost as if racoon is trying to take me with him

Exactly why I didn't comment on the Roy/EzTerix thing.

Which is why I didn't read your post

I'm not going anywhere, but if you want to follow me to nowhere, be my guest.

I seem to remember a certain mafia game where members of the mafia lynched other members

coon is mafia!

Good ol' aristocrat

LYNCH COON NAO!!!

Not on the first turn lol.

And this is what follows Liberating, isn't it?

Someone has no sense of humor.

Huzzah. Raccoon is trollin/failin

I don't believe Raccoon is Mafia for a second, even if he says so himself

But Riney needs a scapegoat
And he could be doing reverse physiology. We know there is no fool this game

Oh my.

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And he could be doing reverse physiology. We know there is no fool this game

I really hope he's not doing reverse Physiology. Reverse Psychology might be better for his internal organs staying internal.

I had to choose my side. ;D

Guys, c'mon... That's way too much spam.

Postponed again? Or are you going to log on right now and write a huge wall of text in 2 minutes.

Night Three

"So, what brings you here so late tonight?" asked Derqua, leaning back in his chair.

"Running out of people that I can trust."

"I see. We've been good friends for as long as I can remember... It's funny how differently we live our lives." Derqua downed a shot of whiskey and closed his eyes for a moment.

"We're not so different," said the friend, "we're both protecting the town in our own ways."

Derqua laughed. "I suppose so, speaking of which -- I actually brought somebody who I'm pretty sure has ties with that mafia group into custody today. Do you want to come down to the station tomorrow morning to see who it is?"

There was a long silence.

"No," said the friend, "my list is already full, you'll have to take care of him by---" He paused, suddenly becoming alert of his surroundings. "Derqua, my friend, get your ass somewhere safe... someone is outside." Derqua stood up slowly, but stumbled for a moment. Perhaps the booze was starting to get to him. His friend looked over anxiously. "Come on man, what're you doing? Take cover now!"

It was too late. A shot came through the window and pierced his heart. Derqua was dead on the ground before he even knew what hit him.

"You god damn son of a bitch!" yelled the friend as he rushed the window. Without any hesitation he jumped through. His gun was ready for revenge. He saw a dark figure escaping into the woods and gave chase.

The killer was fast, but not fast enough to outrun one pissed off man who has just lost the only person he could even call a friend. Reaching the streets again, the killer climbed over a fence and started to reload his gun. Derqua's friend was right on his trail. Leaping over the fence like it was no big deal, he tackled his friend's murderer. The killer was pinned to the ground.

Despite the immense sadness he felt, Derqua's friend still managed to grin as he yanked off the killer's mask and shoved his gun into the man's forehead.

"You are one unfotunately piece of shit!" he yelled, pushing the gun harder against the murderer's face. "Killing my best friend was the last mistake you will ever make. You see, I, too, am a killer, but there's one big difference between you and me - I kill on the side of justice!"

With that being said, he was more than happy to splatter ToA's brain across the sidewalk.

***

A few blocks away, an old Veteran sat at his kitchen table. He was the father of the late Ezterix and had fallen into a deep depression after finding out that his son was not only a traitor, but dead as well.

"Yeah," he slurred. "nothin' to live for anymore." His only company was a half-empty fifth of scotch and a more-empty-than-that bottle of pills. A mysterious visitor was hiding outside - watching the old man through a window he had carelessly left open.

"Well, I guess that issue's going to solve itself... Unfortunately, I'll have to camp out to make sure he takes care of the job. It's probably better this way though: I don't like to get my hands dirty anyway."

Modmaster50 was declared dead the next morning.

Post has been edited 3 time(s), last time on Sep 3 2010, 9:36 pm by Norm.

I'm anxious to see if my AdminZombie power has to kick in. Y'know the one where if I die, everyone involved gets banned from SEN.

EDIT:
Yay, I guess I wont have to do some mass-banning today!

Post has been edited 1 time(s), last time on Sep 3 2010, 10:13 pm by DevliN.

Fuck it! There's so much shit that pisses me off!