The final battle. The final mission. It was time to put an end to this madness, and bring upon a new solemnity to the world. The Mafia had realized that, maybe for once he should simply not worry about the townsperson, and go for the biggest threat: the Lunatic. He spotted TassadarZeratul, and ignored him, waiting, waiting, and waiting for the right moment. TassadarZeratul spotted the Mafia, but for some reason, didn't bother running away. He... trusted the Mafia. Too bad he wasn't exactly prepared, as the clown flew down from out of nowhere, and stabbed
TassadarZeratul right through the head with his stop sign. The clown, with a rather nasty hole in his welder's mask, turned to face the mafia with his controlled psycho at his side. "You're sick," the Mafia spouted out. "Hell, you make us look like the good guys."
"OMFG!" the clown shouted back, talking in some strange gibberish.
The Mafia quickly drew out an SMG, and fired repeatedly, riddling omginbd full of bullet holes. The psycho quickly leaped through all the pain, and with a pocketknife, stabbed the Mafian in one of his arms, and
omginbd was quickly slain by the Mafian's katana. He turned to the clown, and beckoned him over. The clown leaped at him, and the two fought vigoriously, with the Mafia using all of his strength to keep up with the Lunatic's amazing swings. With a slip, the Mafia fell, and the Clown sent him flying into the wall with a nice "FORE!"
The Mafia got out from the wall, all messed up, but still there to fight. He leapt at the Lunatic, and swung faster than before, cutting the clown up and with a final swing, scalped
Mini Moose 2707, the Lunatic dropping his stop sign next to the Mafia's feet. As the Mafia turned away while taking the stop sign with him, the clown stood up, and shouted out in a demented voice: "YOU DO NOT KILL CLOWN: CLOWN KILLS YOU!"
The Lunatic leapt at the Mafia once more, but the Mafia had prepared for this moment. Wielding both the Lunatic's weapon and his own, he defended himself as best as he could, but the clown was surprisingly much faster than before. He was quickly pinned to the wall, but his arms were free for his final attack.
"Gotcha," was the single word that
Phobos said, as he pulled out a rather large block of C4, and ignited it.
AND THEN THERE WERE NONE
Echo
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