Random, I've already been put out of this game twice, its perfectly possible around here!
*throws a cup of socialism on Random, knowing it will burn him like Holy Water on a Vampire!*
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Mafia XIX: The Anime Convention
Night Three
There was madness in Townston. Absolute. Madness. Zombie Lincoln waded into the fray of civilians and townies munching brains and making minions. Soon he will have an army.
Soon.
Meanwhile, two friends were staying in their room, trying to avoid the apocalypse. One of them was coaxed into going to watch the other by a convincing and complex computer program that rearranged her computer programs to all point at his friend's impending doom. As the screaming, shooting and chaos raged in the convention hall, one of the friends looked out to watch as a troupe cosplaying as the cast to Black Lagoon was eating a troupe cosplaying as the cast to Outlaw Star, and decided it would be best to stay inside.
"Don't worry, I'll protect you!" one said, back to the door, as the other friend checked the windows. "So why don't we watch some TV while wait?"
"What have you got?" the other asked, taking the moment to look through the other's stuff. "Know what? Your show's suck."
"What?" the first friend asked.
"That show did a complete 180 midway. And the premise got dumber and dumber with every episode."
"We watched that same show together!!"
"Yeah, well now I hate it."
[spoiler] Someone was prevented from acting! [/spoiler]
In the mean time, Anthony Mercer was running around swinging a book at a pesky zombie that kept trying to eat him.
"I'm low in fiber! Go away!" he shouted, knocking the zombie to its knees and then running for it. As he turned, he collided into another person in a typically anime fashion and they collapsed on each other. As he came up, he found his hands tangled in some crimson clothing that had come free. "What the?"
"You sick bastard!" the other person shouted, and Anthony, hands up in a placating gesture fled, as he now ran the risk of being accosted by a half naked individual and a completely naked zombie.
[Spoiler]Anthony Mercer has been shamed back into his room! [/spoiler]
D_Dude had been sitting in his chair, drinking beer and watching television when there was a knock at the door. He woke up with a start, not even really realizing what he had been asleep. He yawned and went to the door.
"Can I help you?" he asked, opening the door and a figure dashed past him into the room.
"It's crazy out there! Can I stay here for a while?"
"Sure, sure." he replied, closing the door. As the echo of the door slammed, the other person tensed. "Something wrong?"
"That's the sound…" they began. "The sound the beast makes!!"
"What? What beast sounds like a-" The visitor lunged, tackling D_Dude and drawing a very large and very sharp knife.
"He demands… a sacrifice!"
"Wait… wouldn't you rather share this bounty of pizza rolls?" The answer was an emphatic "no" delivered via a quick, vicious slash of the blade.
[spoiler]D_Dude the Unassuming Attendee is dead![/spoiler]
As another person tried to put a dastardly plan they saw someone else into motion, but alas, the persons involved were busy elsewhere.
Meanwhile, someone else was fleeing from a pack of zombies, equally distressed by the number of zombies behind him and the fact that he was running into a strangely decorated hallway that was mostly black and white.
He made it into an exhibit and locked the door behind, as the zombies slammed into the door, howling and snarling, and knelt down, breathing heavily, coughing and wheezing.
"Rule number one man," someone said from beside, and he looked up into the person's eyes. "Cardio." Then slashed his victim across the face with his sword, the victim swung his arms wildly, but served to do nothing but hit the air. As his temporarily blinded victim struggled, the attacker smiled self confidently, before heading to find another exit. The victim however, wiped the blood from his eyes and looked around only to find he was alone.
Night Three has ended!
Send in those votes.
Or else.
You anime freaks don't seem very active!
You barely seem to post anything and often don't bother to even vote for someoen to kill!
Probably because you are all too busy looking at tentacle hentai!
I was just going to say that this mafia has had the lowest post count I've ever seen.
I was just going to say that this mafia has had the lowest post count I've ever seen.Its funny the neutrals don't want to take sides and end up dead, and the teams don't want to give themselves away, so everyone is just…. silent.
Well, I'm off to work. I'm voting kitty since she'll probably just get killed by abe anyways.
I was just going to say that this mafia has had the lowest post count I've ever seen.Its funny the neutrals don't want to take sides and end up dead, and the teams don't want to give themselves away, so everyone is just…. silent.
Well, I'm off to work. I'm voting kitty since she'll probably just get killed by abe anyways.
Gee…
Where is the unity?
You guys need to come together as a team, put aside your differences….
Didn't you learn anything from The Mighty Ducks? Or Mighty Ducks 2? OR D3!!!!
DUCKS FLY TOGETHER!!!!
Though I should point out, I am not endorsing the cartoon series. That was just silly.
Well okay, maybe I am endorsing it a little….
Bet you are all regretting the day I learned to do these embedded video thingies from YouTube, aren't you?
Day Four…
Salsa thought he was smart. Well, I mean he WAS smart. His devious manipulations should have been the stuff of legend. Even with the town overrun by zombies he still managed to make those puppets at the convention dance to his tune. The only thing he had left to worry about was being lynched. If he could prevent that, then he was certain no one would get to him. To arrange just such a situation, he had Zombie Lincoln delivered a very crass note about having something on the back of his head, and said it was written by the scaffolding.
Zombie Lincoln, regardless of what he may have been in life, was a zombie missing the majority of what brain he had, and while he was sentient enough to read and understand the implications of the note, the one part of his brain that would have enabled him to realize this was sheer folly. Needless to say, Salsa watched amused as the enraged ex-American-president massacred the scaffolding and spread its debris to the far corners of the convention hall.
What he didn't count on though was the mindless frenzy that Lincoln had delved into, and now he was simply killing out of spite.
"Well NOW what?" Random townie A asked.
"We need a sacrifice! Something to slow him down!" Random townie B replied, and all eyes fell on Salsa.
"What? What are you guys-" but someone clubbed him in the head with a brick. When he finally regained consciousness, it was only to see an emaciated Zombie Lincoln rushing him. The survivors turned away as the zombie lord had his fill, but were shocked when he stood upright and seemed to suddenly be aware of where he was.
"The hell?" he asked.
[Spoiler]Salsa, the Guy Who Doesn't Just Act Smart, He IS Smart is now dead! AND Zombie Lincoln now has a fully functioning brain![/spoiler]
Night Four has begun…
Smoke 'em if you got 'em.
You know, so far I have only had ONE entrant for my quiz!
How crap is that?
Its free fan art for answering a quiz! How can people not want to give that a go?
UPDATE!
Two entrants now, and the highest score so far is 2 out of 14.
So if you are willing to put in ANY effort, it isn't a hard one to win!
You know, so far I have only had ONE entrant for my quiz!
How crap is that?
Its free fan art for answering a quiz! How can people not want to give that a go?
UPDATE!
Two entrants now, and the highest score so far is 2 out of 14.
So if you are willing to put in ANY effort, it isn't a hard one to win!
I would, but I'm too busy/lazy, and like you said, IT'S HARD! :dizzy:
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