Magic box god; Suck it Corbo
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"I can offer you what you've always wanted."
You are VALERIAN MENGSK.
I feel like posting this up because I love the quote
An artist's depiction of an Extended Unit Death
"I am the Overmind."
You are the OVERMIND.
Magic box god; Suck it Corbo
"I am the Overmind."
You are the OVERMIND.
I vote Roy
Responsible for my own happiness? I can't even be responsible for my own breakfast
Guys not that I'm not all for revealing our roles, but maybe we should wait until daytime?
in b4 "Voy's mafia" all the important townies know who I am
Who called down the thunder?
None.
Who called down the thunder?
Somebody called for an exterminator?
None.
So apparently I'm going to some party tonight, so I'll make the night post tomorrow morning. Good huntin'.
I OVERSLEPT! Came home late last night, and now I have to go to the host's house to finish all their leftovers. -_- I'll post it tonight, I promise! ;o
Responsible for my own happiness? I can't even be responsible for my own breakfast
Quote from name:Dem0nS1ayer
I OVERSLEPT! Came home late last night, and now I have to go to the host's house to finish all their leftovers. -_- I'll post it tonight, I promise! ;o
You better.
Quote from name:Dem0nS1ayer
I OVERSLEPT! Came home late last night, and now I have to go to the host's house to finish all their leftovers. -_- I'll post it tonight, I promise! ;o
You better.
Gimme... 20 hours. ;o Sorry, guys, I've been busier than I thought I'd be.
Night 3
A man was walking through the streets of Augustgrad. He had no clue where he was, or what his name was.
"Damn it, where am I?" the man thought to himself. "I have no clue what this place is... Hell, I can't even remember my name!"
The man kept walking. He walked to the outskirts of the town until he saw a destroyed body in front of him.
"What's this?" he said to himself. "Damn... is that-- was that a person?"
The man stood there for a while and thought about the situation.
"Well... I have no clue who the hell I am, and it doesn't look like this guy'll be found anytime soon, so..."
He found an identification card on the ground and read the name.
"I guess this is my new identity."
Just then, as the man was about to walk away, he felt a sharp pain in his head. In the shadows, a figure stood there. It was focusing its attention on the man. After a few moments, the pain went away, but the man could not remember what he had been planning to do.
"What the..? Why am I here? What the hell are all these body parts doing around me?"
The man slowly walked away, even more confused than he had been before.
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A man was perched on top of a roof in the center of the city. He had enhanced binoculars, capable of seeing up to five miles away. The man was smoking a cigar while observing the outskirts of the town. He was looking at Jim Raynor, who was slowly making his way towards a zerg colony. As Raynor stealthily moved from one piece of debris to another, keeping himself hidden in the shade, there was a loud roar from the colony. Hundreds of zerg minions rose up from the ground and turned towards the city. The man on top of the roof dropped his cigar and reached for his walkie-talkie.
"Shit, Raynor, you gotta' get outta' there! All them zerg have risen up from the ground! You have no chance out there!"
The man waited for a response, but none came.
"Jimmy, can you hear me?" the man spoke into the walkie-talkie.
He was still looking into his binoculars when he was Raynor stand up from under the debris and reveal himself to the zerg army. He stood perfectly still with his arms at his side. Just then, he pulled his gun out of the holster, put it up to his head, and pulled the trigger. The body of SiberianTiger fell to the ground. Blood flew out of the disfigured skull.
"No! NO! NO!!" the man on the roof yelled. He dropped his binoculars and reached for his sniper rifle. He mounted it in front of him and aimed it at the zerg army. He was looking for someone of great importance that could have caused Raynor to kill himself. After seconds of searching, he found a large, dark figure standing behind the other zerg. The dark figure was separated from the minions, and he raised his arm and pointed at the city. The zerg monsters began rushing towards the town. The man on the rooftop pulled the trigger. There was an echoing boom throughout the city. After only a few seconds, a large bullet flew into the head of the dark figure. Roy's head was almost completely shot off, and the body flew back into a wall, leaving a large blood stain on the faded red bricks. The zerg monsters stopped and looked back at the dead body. Without a leader, they all began to frantically run all over the place. Without a leader, they had no clue what else to do.
Day 3 has begun! Send in your votes before Friday, May 6th, 8:00 PM EST!
And that just leaves the Cerebrate, one would presume.
Luckily I am a Dark Templar.
Now who to vote for...
Currently Working On: My Overwatch addiction.
Responsible for my own happiness? I can't even be responsible for my own breakfast
I was about to express my absolute shock that Roy wasn't the dirty filthy Mafia scum I thought he was. But then, of course, he was.
I'm a Medic - let's get this lynching party started.
Remaining players:
2. Raitaki
3. rayNimagi
4. OlimarandLouie
5. DevliN
6. Wing Zero
7. Voyager7456
10. poison_us
12. Derqua
13. Echo
Of those players, I know the roles of 5 of them.
I'm guessing one of them is a Ghost who can no longer kill at night. Looks like this will now be about lynchings, unless the Amnesiac wants to be Raynor.
EDIT:
Ninja'd.
Post has been edited 1 time(s), last time on May 2 2011, 11:11 pm by DevliN.
Currently Working On: My Overwatch addiction.
Responsible for my own happiness? I can't even be responsible for my own breakfast
Echo is also still alive.
Responsible for my own happiness? I can't even be responsible for my own breakfast
So does the Cerebrate want to admit their role now? Because correct me if I'm wrong, but they can't actually hit anyone at night...