Pfft. Why would I help you gu-oh…
…good one.
But since I'm the Italian that makes me the true blue Mafia man who's not mafia.
I don't want mafia to win…ugh…
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Mafia XXXV: Babes, Booze, and Bullets (game thread)
FINAL NARRATION
The town huddled with fear in the town hall. Same the Mad Bomber had jumped the gun and buildings were exploding every which way. PP tried desperatly to calm the last townies, but he kept getting cut off by a blast.
"Listen, we can sti- *KA-SHOOM*- DAMMIT!"
As PP tried desperately to keep things calm, 1337 began to beep.
"Um… is your alarm going off" Taylor asked him
"Wash hou talkin aboush?" 1337 asked her. He exploded the very next second.
[spoiler]I Am The 1337 Master the- wait, he's ok?[/spoiler]
1337 stood up, not even phased by the blast. PP was astounded, "H-HOW COULD YOU?"
"Iffe had worsh" 1337 moaned.
"Oh, you poor boy! Are you alright?" Roku ran right over to 1337 and wrapped around him. Niccea immediately reacted.
"W-WAIT! She's one of them!" Niccea's warning fell on deaf ears as Roku drew her knife.
"MAFIA!" Roku cried as she plunged her knife right through his throat.
[spoiler]NOW I Am The 1337 Master the town drunk has been moidered[/spoiler]
"FIRST BLOOD!" Cried Alwin, who was all to quick to spring up.The door blew in and the rest of the mafia ran in. Shirkersama was at the head of the pack.
"I'll kill you!" Shirk shouted as he ran to Alwin. Shirk leveled a Tommy gun and unleashed a hail storm of bullets. Alwin began to walk forward, ignoring the tearing bullets.
"Gunna have to do better than THAT son!" Alwin barked as he knocked the gun from Shirk. Shirk tackled Alwin, and the two flew out the window into the convenient thunder storm. The two wrestled as lightning flashed and and rain hammered into them. Alwin finally flipped Shirk off and approached, combat knife drawn.
"I'm gunna cut yo up like turkey dinner, you mafia slime!" Alwin sneered. As he approached however, a large caliber round tore his leg off, "WHAT IN THE NAME OF?!?!"
Salsa waved to him, "YOO-HOO! Hey, war vet!" Salsa had dropped his rifle and produced a remote, "Ever seen enough ballistics to make a rain shield before? No? Well, then, today's gunna be a learning experience!" As Salsa's final word floated off into the ether, Shirk clued in. He quickly kicked Alwin down and ran as fast as he could. Salsa brimmed with unbelievable happiness as he slammed on the button.
"I MADE IT TO THE END!" He roared, his words echoing of the trails of 1000 missiles.
Alwin stared up his jaw hitting the floor, "FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"
[spoiler]Alwinbot the Veteran has been eviscerated[/spoiler]
As Anthony stared at the show outside, Hark charged him from beside PP.
"SURPRISE F@CKER!" Hark shouted as he tackled Anthony. The two rolled into 1337's crater. The weakened ground gave way and the two fell into a small underground chamber; Jninja's secret lab.
"The hell YOU two doing in here?" the still zombie Jninja demanded, hiding a old-timey, steam-punk computer moniter, "Get out!"
Anthony was about to comply when Hark grabbed a chain sword off Jninja's wall.
"BONSAI!" Hark shouted as he wiled chopped at Anthony. Anthony took a war hammer of the same wall and swung back. Each swing tore with the sound of thunder or shrieking metal, nether of them getting anywhere, especially not out of Jninja's lab. As the fight continued however, Anthony's chest suddenly exploded with a terrible purple blast. As he fell to his knees, Jninja shoot behind him with an odd weapon, "K, one of you is dead, can you GET OUT" Jninja asked.
Hark nodded as he talked, "Fine. Let me just draw some blood tho!" Hark begged. Jninja smiled, "Oh, I counted on THAT." Hark raised the whirring blade and cleaved Anthony in two. "Just one more is needed" Jninja cooed.
[spoiler]Anthony Mercer the Body Guard has been bisected[/spoiler]
As Anthony's scream surfaced, Niccea snapped back from her shocked state.
"Wait, so if… carry the one…" She pointed down at Taylor, "YOU' RE the mob boss!"
Taylor seemed more than hurt, "Oh, I AM huh? Then why am I not pointing the gun at you?" she insightfully pointed out. Niccea felt the pistol rest against her neck.
"Fooled you" PP mocked. With a quick shot, Niccea went to the ground with a lump. She squirmed and twitched on the ground as PP walked casually towards Taylor. "Now, what to do with YOU my little psychopathic friend? I could-" PP was interrupted by Niccea leaping up and screaming for a bit before she went down again.
"Erm, like I was saying, I could-" PP was once again cut off by Niccea, this time, he would take no more. He pointed his gun back down at her, and blew her head off.
[spoiler]Niccea the Vigilante was silenced[/spoiler]
PP stroked back his hair and once more looked at Taylor, "This is done. Want a job? We could use a paranoid in our organization."
Taylor looked to the burning town through the door that the rest of the mob was spilling in through.
"Well, considering I don't see another option, sure. What do I gotta do?
PP smiled at her, "Kill."
The End. Mafia Win.
…
Epilogue.
With the mafia's finishing off the last of the townies, as well as getting their own attack psycho, Jninja finished his diabolical work.
"I just need one more soul to-" He was cut off by a scream from Nicea, followed by a gun shot, "AND we're good!"
Jninja began to type furiously and flip the last of his switches.
A small laugh started up in his throat, but it escalated into a thunderous cackle from him, "TEN SOULS FOR ONE!" HE shouted as he flipped the last switch. His body became engulfed in an unnatural purple bolt of lightning. When it finally stopped, Jninja looked over his new living body.
"Splendid, simply splendid. Thh, think it's time I left this dirt town. The parties dead anyway." He said to himself.
As he left his bar, he passed PP and the rest of their mob.
"Sir, its done, so where's the-"
"The treasure PP? It's in the top room of my scrap heap, as promised." Jninja smirked, "oh and PP, your the boss now, remember?"
"What, but i thought…" PP was cut off by Jninja's figure.
"I retire." Jninja casually waved a good-bye as he walked off, "Good luck boys, and a fine job!"
K, elections up. Well, its been fun. If any of you guys ever need me, you know my user name. And my aim and msn names can be givin out. Heh, the elections the last time you'll deal with me, unless you actually NEED me to play in some far off game XP
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