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Mafia XVI: District Townston
Night 2 Narrations:
A Crip gang member tried to attack someone, but he was protected.
Later on, that protected man, a police officer, was doing recon on Gullas, a possible gang member. This police officer knew what gang members where capable of, so he silently made his way around the house. The only sounds he could hear coming from inside were those of the television. “No talking, so Gullas mustn’t have any fellow gang members over†thought the Police Officer. He gained a little more confidence, and moved to one of the outside windows. He silently opened it and climbed in. He checked his pistol, and made his way to where the TV is. As he was walking down the hallway into the living room, Gullas came in full view with a glass of lemonade. The glass smashed as Gullas dropped it on the floor. He turned around but before he could even get close to his weapon, *BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*, The Police Officer unloaded his full clip on him. He stood for moment and a smile crossed his face. He quickly pulled his police pad out of his pocket, wrote something on a page, and left it on Gullas’s body. It read: “Payback’s a Bitchâ€
[spoiler]Gullas, the Gang Member of the Crips, has died[/spoiler]
Salsa had tracked down his target. Right now he was waiting outside his house. His 40mm Vulcan, too big to carry, was sitting on the back of his red truck. The belt of bullets was sitting next to Salsa, as cold as his victim would be when Salsa took his life away.
Meanwhile, a man was toiling around in his basement with three friends. They were playing GTA and having a few drinks.
Salsa continued to wait for his victim to come into view from one of the windows. It started raining on him which got him angry, so he picked up his heavy Vulcan and silently moved towards the house.
At that same moment, one of the friends playing GTA went upstairs to use the toilet.
Salsa saw the man come up from the basement. *TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF* Salsa’s Vulcan lit up the night sky. The man was cut to pieces from all the bullets that passed through him.
Downstairs, the other men, startled, took out their Uzis and ran up to where the bullets came from. There was no time to put on their blue bandanas. *TF TF TF TF TF TF TF* the second one got hit, but it was not Salsa’s target. Salsa’s target hesitated with his other buddy on the staircase. He ran to the basement window while his friend pointed his measly Uzi at the door to the first floor. Salsa moved over to it. The door was open, and although the man’s Uzi was nothing compared to his Vulcan, he could still be killed by said Uzi. So he was hesitant to move in for the kill.
Outside, Salsa’s target had escaped from the small window and was moving around to the back window. He got in and took his two m16s. They were fully loaded.
Inside, Salsa decided his course of action. He took his Vulcan, and pointed it at the wall beside him. *TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF TF* the bullets cut through the plaster walls and killed everything on the staircase. The third one got hit. But the fourth, Salsa’s target, was smarter than those three goons. He had climbed upstairs and was waiting for Salsa to go and check the basement.
He heard Salsa going down the newly wrecked stairs. He made his move. Silently, he moved in front of the door to the basement. He could see Salsa, almost at the bottom of the stairs, and wasted no time in opening up with his m16s. Bullets ran through Salsa and blood poured out of him.
When the life had fully drained from Salsa, the fourth man laughed out loud. This elaborate attempt to kill him had only killed some worthless goons. The man wasn’t even that fond of them to start off with.
[spoiler]Salsa, the a Gang Member of the Bloods, has died.[/spoiler]
Elsewhere, the Police Officer from before, Product Placement, was walking home from killing Gullas. He was still thinking about his success from before, and didn’t even think about the chance of a gang member finding him. But that’s just what happened. And it wasn’t one gang member, it was a full gang. Product Placement knew he couldn’t win, so he dropped his Magnum. All the goons were pointing their various weapons at him. But the one in the middle spoke: “Ha ha ha ha haa, I see we have lonely police officer here. And without his weapon now. This shall be easy, eh men? All of these bullets, my bullets will go through you, Mr. Police Officer. For I refuse to let some worthless cop live on my turf. Good bye.†*BLAM BLAM RAT TAT TAT BLAM TF TF TF TF TF BANG* all of the guns opened up on him. Product Placement lay on the ground, blood seeping from every wound, and died.
[spoiler] Product Placement, the Police Officer, has died.[/spoiler]
A bomb was planted on someone.
Killerbob was having some drinks at the local pub when it happened. The bullets ripped through everything around him. He got shot twice; once in the leg, and once in his stomach. Bob wasn’t going to survive this, even if the paramedics could save him, his stomach wound would slowly, but surely, kill him. So he called out to the man that killed him: “Hey MOTHERF****R! Come back and finish me you coward!†So the man came over to Bob, and looked at him, crawling around in his blood. “Those are some bad food habits there, Bob, you should stop eating such fatty foods†said the man, in reference to Bob’s plate. *BLAM* the man shot Bob, right between the eyes.
[spoiler] Killerbob, an immigrant, has died[/spoiler]
I'm not a gang member!
There are loads of immigrants in this game and I just happen to be one of them!
So some mafia voted for me, that doesn't prove anything! I cant control where those guys vote!
Has there been a single clue pointing to me? Any actual evidence of my guilt?
Kitty17 has been trying to get rid of me from day one because I am the only rival to her power. How come the detective hasn't checked her?
TFGM- since you know the name of parts of trucks, that makes you a Hill Billie. Well done.
*Gurg* so this is the end? Welll avenge me, fellow Crips *cough cough*
What, you mean like… HARKOVAST??!
P.S. A little more seriously, for today's lynch, we're going for Harkovast, aren't we? I mean, assuming the gang he's not a member of (*cough*Bloods*cough*) doesn't cancel the lynch for some reason, we're free to kick his furry butt into oblivion, aren't we?
*gurg* like you, Anthony, and you know it…*Gurg* so this is the end? Welll avenge me, fellow Crips *cough cough*
What, you mean like… HARKOVAST??!
That's the sort of finger-pointing I'd expect from… HARKOVAST! So you are in league!
(Also, you do realise your accusation makes it completely impossible for me to be one of the Crips, since no gang member would ever point the finger at another one of their own… Stupid vowel…)
People I suspect-
Aghammer
Kitty17 (I always suspect the mayor!)
Rokulily
I'd kill all of them!
hmmm… If it's you thats saying this doesn't this make us more innocent?
Is this some sort of rivalry, similar to New York vs New Jersey, where people from New Jersey say that they live in New York while New Yorkers say that they don't?
okay, one- new jersey doesn't pretend we live in new york city (we couldn't care less for the actual state) we pretend we OWN it. Also thats central jersey, south jersey is the philadelphia side. And north jersey can be weird. But new jersey is new jersey- if you are true new jerseyien you always claim to be from nj and maim all those who diss nj… we are an angry state, i think… nice but angry…
So if somebody says that he's from NJ and I respond: "Which exit?" I should expect trouble?Is this some sort of rivalry, similar to New York vs New Jersey, where people from New Jersey say that they live in New York while New Yorkers say that they don't?okay, one- new jersey doesn't pretend we live in new york city (we couldn't care less for the actual state) we pretend we OWN it. Also thats central jersey, south jersey is the philadelphia side. And north jersey can be weird. But new jersey is new jersey- if you are true new jerseyien you always claim to be from nj and maim all those who diss nj… we are an angry state, i think… nice but angry…
I don't think there's enough clue solving going around. Let me don a detective hat and do some of the research for you.
A bomb was planted on someone.This has Steve written all over it.
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