I think we need to rethink my title because, damn, I just got lucky.
Yes seventy2, I killed you at random.
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Mafia 42: The Forgotten Year
We need to kill Salsa.Are you a insane? Cause Product is probably the Voice. Also you are angry with someone taking credit for killing an insane. Also not killing Ochi when she emits her guilt. Ninja is also avoiding these people so he is also mafia. EVERYONE BUT ME IS MAFIA!!!
Salsa is pissing me off!
You know you can trust me, even the gamesmaster thinks so!
Zeph himself considers me morally unstable!
What more do you guys need?
KILL SALSA!
Also Zeph could you please update who has died on the front page?
Zeph, where did you find that picture of me with all my cat fur shaved off?
I am mafia.
So is Zeph.
Team awesome mafia 4 da WIN!
D: you keep blowing our cover man!
SEE THIS IS WHY WE GOT KICKED OFF THE FORCE!
"Time to do a drug bust!"-Zeph
"OH HELLZ YES! ALL YOU DRUGGIES WE'RE HERE TO ARREST YOU!"-Hark
-guns get aimed and fired-
I still have the bullet wounds man! THEY STING!
Also, your furries betrayed you and gave me the picture.
Zeph, where did you find that picture of me with all my cat fur shaved off?
I am mafia.
So is Zeph.
Team awesome mafia 4 da WIN!
D: you keep blowing our cover man!
SEE THIS IS WHY WE GOT KICKED OFF THE FORCE!
"Time to do a drug bust!"-Zeph
"OH HELLZ YES! ALL YOU DRUGGIES WE'RE HERE TO ARREST YOU!"-Hark
-guns get aimed and fired-
I still have the bullet wounds man! THEY STING!
Also, your furries betrayed you and gave me the picture.
VIVA LA FLUFFAI RESISTANCE!
Okay, why is everyone voting for me?
I killed seventy2, if I was the insane, why would I kill one of my own? I'm a survivor who got to kill last night and got lucky when I managed to kill an insane. Look at the narration. it's pretty dang obvious that it's me. ("…head popped like an unfortunate astronaut's…" anyone?) We need to get rid of Product Placement and Hark. Yes I think that Hark is an insane, why else would he be gunning for survivors.
"SALSA I COME FOR YOU!" Hark roared as he smashed onto the field, he drew his sword. Salsa sighed, "You screwed us all over Hark" Salsa's hand flicked a laser sword appeared in it. "Come at me then, SHOW ME JUST WHAT KIND OF LEADER YOU ARE!" Salsa's face turned into a calm smirk.
Hark roared in rage, his soul fractured, he charged Salsa, blade cracking off energy blade, the claymore was smashed to a million pieces.
Salsa charged forward, Hark barely dodged it, the crackling of electricity passing his head. "Brave leader my ass!" Salsa smashed a kick into Hark's stomach sending him flying into a wall, "You tried to kill your second in command for no other reason than you COULD! You lost this for us for the get go didn't you!?" Salsa smashed Hark clear through the wall, Jay suddenly appeared smashing Hark in the back and sending him flying. "If we're going to die because of you, I AM GOING TO TEAR AS MUCH OF YOUR FLESH AS I CAN!" Jay's eyes filled with utter rage, ripping the claw into Hark's back he sent him flying clear through the field of blood colored roses. Salsa kicked Gullas's corpse into the air, Jay smashed it with his claw whipping it like a projectile clear at Hark. "EAT THIS AND DIE CAT MAN!" Jay roared, the corpse exploded sending Hark flying into the anvil the covered BFF's remains. He got up coughing. Salsa jumped over Jay's back, he swung his blade up and smashed it towards Hark. The cat man dove out of the way, bravery flickering back into him. "The grasp of insanity hangs thick around you…" Jay's eyes narrowed, he looked towards Salsa, "Can't you see the taint?"
"I AM NOT INSANE!" Hark roared, shooting forward, a blade of raw energy formed in his hand, but Jay crushed it within his demonic arm, shattering it into embers. "Bullshit." Jay slammed his knee into Hark's throat, before Salsa drop kicked him backwards.
Hark got back up, "I am the brave leader! They have demanded you dead! AND I WILL GRANT THEM THEIR WISH!" Manliness began to overflow through Hark, he roared louder, sounding like a lion. Jay's eyes glowed a devilish purple, bitter rage, and resentment formed around his being. Salsa readied himself with laser sword in hand, he wiped the blood from his visor. "COME AT ME BRO!" Jay roared, Hark shot forward, pulling a brand new claymore out of the air, Jay held up his arm, the sword was stopped in mid swing, Salsa slashed at Hark's legs, but the catman was too fast, jumping back to avoid it. Shooting forward, Jay whipped his demonic arm out towards Hark, who side stepped it, only to become impaled by dark spires shooting from it. "I AM THE RIGHT ARM! I AM HATRED EMBODIED! I AM THE ARM OF VENGEANCE!" Jay's arm began to emit chaotic energy, Hark's insides began to churn. He wanted to vomit, "GOD DAMNED TRAITOR!!" Salsa smashed Hark into the gut with the hilt of his blade, blood erupted from his mouth. But Hark wasn't done, he smashed into the wall but returned to his feet. The desires of those who still breathed flowed through him.
His wounds began to heal, Salsa grit his teeth, the charge was about to come. Suddenly like lightning Hark took off, slamming a clawed hand into Salsa, he was sent flying back, blood splattering everywhere, his energy saber flung into the air, Hark grabbed it, and smashed both his claymore and the saber through Salsa's chest, a wave of blood spewed out of it, but before Hark could savor his victory half of his chest's flesh was tore off by an icy cold claw. It cut through him like nothing, His eyes widened as Jay threw him into the air. "Say hello to the blood god for me!" Jay's arm turned into a blade, he impaled it through Hark's chest before cutting him in half. His remains smashed into the ground.
Just as the smug grin began to etch itself into Jay's face, Hark's body began to reform, his manliness not allowing him to die. He got to his feet, Jay shot him a glance of distaste. Salsa gargled up blood as he forced himself to his feet, tearing the saber out of his chest, he readied himself. Hark charged again, Jay smashed him in the jaw with the back of his hand, sending him spiraling into the wall. Salsa walked over to Jay, a grin on his face, "It was a pleasure…"
"Yeah man." Jay nodded, Salsa charged after Hark, blood splattering out of his gaping wounds, breath leaving his lunges, he impaled the blade right into Hark's throat, releasing he blade he grinned, "Take that…" he collapsed shortly after, life fading from his body as his wounds overcame him.
[spoiler] Salsa the Survivor died fighting. [/spoiler]
Hark got to his feet, tearing the saber out of his throat, he kicked Salsa's corpse to the side. Jay began to laugh.
"WELL DONE HARK! You've single handedly screwed over the entire town! I must say, I've never seen anything so deserving of this!"
Jay held up a troll face, Hark wiped the blood off of his claymore, paying him no heed. "They want you dead Jay."
"No they don't, just you. You've always wanted me dead, just because you could. It made no sense, I was on your side, and yet without even the spec of evidence, you did this?!"
Ignoring his words Hark charged. Blade drawn, he swung it down, slicing off Jay's arm. The arm of vengeance could only laugh as his demonic arm fell to the ground, his body began to decay. His mask falling away in chunks.
Hark could feel a burning sensation as he own right arm began to burn. It decayed away, dropping his claymore.
'I was your right arm…" Jay grinned, "And without me, you lose it." He fell forward, blood began to trickle from his now unmasked face, he simply grinned up as Hark as his body burned to ash.
[Spoiler] Jninjashadow the Survivor Arm of Vengeance faded from existence. [/spoiler]
Final Night begins.
Many of us might have, considering the apocalypse has supposedly happened…Speaking of which… Guess what happened the moment the apocalypse was supposed to happen?
But I knew Product was the voice…after confirming I did infact attacked him first night. Which took awhile but it happened eventually so I knew. I KNEW!Okay, why is everyone voting for me?Mostly 'cause of guilt and all. The game was pretty much decided early on when Hark was elected, I suppose.
I KNEW!Hmm… That's funny. That's coming from a man, who verbally attacked me once, for making a similar claim. You attacked me on the first night. There was no way for you to know I was the voice. No detective around to tell you. No clues. Nothing that I could have said. Nothing. Nada. Zilch.
See… that's a trend I like to point out and I'm not particularly happy with it. People can make fun of the fact that I tend to have a short expiration date in this game but that does not mean that you have to ensure it. Since you were supposed to be a pro-townie and you claimed to have been acting on the best interest of the town, then it's not a particularly good tactic to go around killing random people, right at the beginning of the game, when there are statistically more friendlies around and you don't have any tools to narrow down the list of suspects.
So fair enough… You decided to attack a random person. But why me? This is not the first time you've attacked me on the first night, when you were a pro-townie and there was no way for you to know what role I was. You just… attacked me. Remember it was not long ago when you bragged about how many times you've killed me after doing the exact same thing. Then when I said I was going to have my revenge and attacked you, while I was an evil character, you PQ'd me talking about how disappointed you were at me; that I had hit a new low (granted I threw in a video of Marshal counting, after slapping Barney and the idea was to count 1-2-3 as a repayment for every time you had killed me (refernce)). Nevertheless, I decided to drop my revenge plan, in the hopes we could operate as civil beings in this game.
You do realize that now I can't trust you with a kill role at all. Whether you're a serial killer, mafia or a vigilante, I'm apparently your go-to-guy. So do tell me; why am I your preferred target of choice? Why are you giving me a reason to distrust you in this game?
And don't go around claiming that you flipped a coin to decide to attack me; that's just insulting.
Silly Monkey, logic is for anyone that isn't Harkovast.But I knew Product was the voice…after confirming I did infact attacked him first night. Which took awhile but it happened eventually so I knew. I KNEW!Okay, why is everyone voting for me?Mostly 'cause of guilt and all. The game was pretty much decided early on when Hark was elected, I suppose.
Mostly 'cause of guilt and all. The game was pretty much decided early on when Hark was elected, I suppose.
Mostly decided to be AWESOME!!
Zeph, now we are of the force we are a couple of tough talking private eyes, fighting for justice in the bad lands.
If I suspect any criminals are around, I will be sure to yell for you loudly so that know exactly whats going on.
Then we can sneak up on them while I loudly annouce our position and intensions in order to coordinate our attack and intimidate our enemies.
Also, I like that my method of execution is literally go chasing after them with swords and personally hack them to bits.
Manliness is the best defence!
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