Red, your idea for the lynch of Prank and that night's attacks could have given us the victory (PP!!). And it's been fun except for hiding from Waff (crap, there he is again…bye).
Edit: And that's a REAL halo on my avatar… not a plastic one from Party City (like the one Ochitsukanai is using!)
I will take the blame for the mafia losing this game. As it was my lust for power to be elected mayor that I believe cost us the win. If Monkey had been elected and I was pardoner then things would be different. So my bad. But we have manage to put up quite a fight!
Red, your idea for the lynch of Prank and that night's attacks could have given us the victory (PP!!). And it's been fun except for hiding from Waff (crap, there he is again…bye).
Edit: And that's a REAL halo on my avatar… not a plastic one from Party City (like the one Ochitsukanai is using!)
I will take the blame for the mafia losing this game. As it was my lust for power to be elected mayor that I believe cost us the win. If Monkey had been elected and I was pardoner then things would be different. So my bad. But we have manage to put up quite a fight!
And on that note, who wants to die tonight.
*WAFF-MAN!! tears down a side street not even noticing aghammer*
Yet again the mob has gathered. They are restless for a kill since last night ended without one and thirsty for a revenge after loosing so many friends. Despite the destruction of the gallows a secondary lynching tool from the past had been dug up. Oh cool! What is it? A burning stake? A guillotine? A… catapult? Seriously? A catapult? Oh well. Whatever floats your boat. Tonight it's time to lead TheFlyingGreenMonkey out… again and this time it's time for some proper lynching. However as he's being lead through the center a powerful rumbling is felt. Oh what is it now? Suddenly, a dozen or so tanks come bursting into town, plowing through several houses on the way, eventually circling the center. Thankfully only houses of dead villagers were destroyed although the real estate agent isn't particularly pleased. The top hatch of the leading tank opens, revealing a very angry general. "OK! Who's the sonofabitch who did it?" he says. The villagers, slightly confused at all the commotion take turns on looking at him and at each other. "Sigh… Who's responsible of launching one of our missiles?" continues the general "-We traced the phone call that lead to the premature launch to this place!". Eventually some start pointing at TheFlyingGreenMonkey since he was the only person with a motive to do so. "All right soldiers, you know the drill, take him away". The villagers now, start to protest: "Now hold on there. This man has been convicted of murder and is due to be lynched! Yeah! We want to see blood! Yeah! You can't take him away!". The general in return shouts back "Tough nuggets! He's responsible of tampering with expensive military equipments and will be taken care of by us!". "No the townies will take care of him!". "No the military will take care of him". "Townies!". "Military!". "Townies!". "Military!"…. This continues for a good time until a compromise is reached.
Later that night the town gathers around the catapult. "TheFlyingGreenMonkey! You're hereby found guilty of Murder, deceit, thievery, blackmailing, indecent exposure and general naughtiness. What do you say to these charges?" With a displeased look, Monkey pouts and with a surly voice says: "Eh. It's time to blow this popsicle stand!". Indeed it is. With those final words, the executioner, badly scorched after being the closest one to the missile impact launches the catapult, hurling Monkey far into the sky. Outside the border of the town the military waits patiently after their turn. "Ah, there he is." Says the general, the moment he catches him in his binoculars "- All right boys! FIRE!". Couple of missiles are launched from an F-22 patrolling the area which strike TheFlyingGreenMonkey high up in the air. The big ball of fire that's formed up there causes the town to look up with the standard oohs and aahs.
TheFlyingGreenMonkey The Godfather and Pardoner is dead.
Oh how the end comes so soon. I fear not you death but only the hands that carry you. I stand prepared town, but rest assured my end will not be in vain, I will strike one more of you and have not the victory we wanted but I shall have vengeance for my fallen comrades.
Oh how the end comes so soon. I fear not you death but only the hands that carry you. I stand prepared town, but rest assured my end will not be in vain, I will strike one more of you and have not the victory we wanted but I shall have vengeance for my fallen comrades.
It's time to lay down your weapon soldier. Just come after me, and I shall guide you gently into the afterlife for being such a worthy opponent. For when you fear death, it snaps you up like a hungry predator, but when you embrace it, it welcomes you with open arms, and peace.
Yeah! Any takers for those comic pages? I'm putting out a but load of work on these narrations.
I realize that I sound like a douche bag with that comment but I'd hate to run the only Mafia cycle that doesn't have a full coverage of the narrations in the comic.
I realize that I sound like a douche bag with that comment but I'd hate to run the only Mafia cycle that doesn't have a full coverage of the narrations in the comic.
Sorry about that PP. My computer chose to flat line on its own.
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