I've been crying.

inserting pistol into mouth

Seriously Glot is just sitting back, the write up was done like an hour ago, he's just been sitting here watching us all die a little as every minute passes.

I doubt it. I know when I was mod I posted the write-up ASAP because it's really fun to see reactions to it and to keep your game moving. If Glot could I'm sure he would've posted it.

Night 1: SCATTERRRRRRRRR!

Somewhere, in a mansion reasonably far away, a strange, be-suited man looked at his watch.

"Looks like it's gettin' to be that time again..."

He hit a button, and suddenly, night fell.

"I can't wait to see what happens next..."

-----

Lounging around, the man didn't have motivation to do much of anything. Not yet, anyway. His partners hadn't showed up yet. Looking around idly, he pulled the ball from his bag, making sure it was in tip-top condition.

Actually, he though, this thing could probably do some damage...

Just then, he was tapped on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I usually don't talk to strangers, but if I could bother you for just a minute..."

-----

He smiled that wide, eerie grin, heading towards the small building.

As he walked inside, he saw a strangely attractive man, and the two stared each other down for some time before one broke the gaze.

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Sitting in his office, the man looked out his window as the businessman walked by. He noticed several things about his character...

Just then, someone walked through his door.

The giant creature held out it's arm, offering the small item, and the receiver found himself unable to resist.

He gobbled it down in mere seconds. Ugh. So good.

-----

Walking in to the rather shady building, the tiny blob looked around curiously.

"Oooooooh, what's this-"

*SHIK*

A sword protruded through the blobs "forehead"; looks like it had accidentally stumbled upon someone's temporary lair.

The black-and-red suited man smiled. The hunt was on.

-----

The trio walked into the Deutsch-looking structure.

Looking around, one began to scream with joy.

"I know what we can do!"

-----

The two boys had gotten off of school and, following their own paths, soon found themselves outside the restaurant.

Unfortunately, it seemed closed. Odd...it was usually open 24 hours.

Neither boy seemed particularly sociable, either. Perhaps cranky at not getting their treats...

-----

In the small cafe with live music being played, two creatures stared each other down; well, the hero did. The "villain" didn't particularly seem to care.

"If I could stop doing this, you'd be in a world of hurt..."

His foe merely grunted and swung her machete...

-----

Who knows how the man had gotten this far into the compound, but looking around, he soon found a stack of papers.

"Dude, like, what's this? Haha, these aren't burgers!"

Even when the other boy stepped in, he didn't seem at all phased.

"Oh, like, dude, what are you doing here?"

"Give me those."

"Give you what? Oh, my fingernails? Dude, I would if I could, but like, I can't. Really, I've tried before. I'd totally give them to you if I could though, haha."

"What?"

"Yeah, like, haha, people ask for my fingernails way more than you'd think. It's pretty crazy. Like, one time..."

Eventually the other boy fell over, his brain temporarily turned to a pile of mush. Shrugging, his unwitting attacker walked off.

-----

Carrying the large bag of supplies, he knocked on the door...

...But it seemed no one was home...

-----

The place was loud and crazy; music played, odd characters hung around everywhere.

But one man sat at the bar. He wasn't drinking; not heavily, anyway. Just...there. He seemed to be thinking.

Or watching.

Nearby, a skimpily, tight-clothed girl danced 'til the sun came up.

-----

The couple drove up the restaurant in their big, clunking van and walked inside.

Discovering that the place was not, in fact , the place they were looking for, they decided to take a bathroom break. A few minutes later, the more womanly of the duo ran out.

"There was something written on the stall! Let's go, let's go!"

And so they went, leaving the workers of the restaurants wondering what was going on, before they went back to showing each other their balls.

-----

Walking through the territory, the masked man saw a small, younger-looking guy with glasses sitting on the side of the road. He had a bag with him.

"I challenge you to eat them all in five minutes."

And for some reason, the taller, more deadly looking man simply couldn't refuse.

-----

The long, blonde-haired man walked into the large building. There didn't seem to be anyone around...no one at all, really. Just one guy. And he didn't look so well.

After a night of thinking, the man had an idea (a rare occasion)...

-----

She walked up to the big, creepy mansion. She walked through the creepy front door, past the creepy contraptions, up the creepy stairs, into the creepy attic.

And there...she found company.

The like-minded duo talked the night away like old friends getting reacquainted...

-----

"DOOOOOOOM! Doom, doo-doo-doom, doomy doom doom, doomy doom doom doomy doom DOOOOOOM!"

"Shut up!"

"That's okay, I got a taquito!"

"I swear, one day-"

We'll never know what would have happened one day, since a crazy looking boy ran by swinging a hatchet at that exact moment.

-----

He walked into the building. It was old. Light blue. There was graffiti everywhere. It seemed to be written in...black tape?

"NOW!"

Two men sprang from their hiding places, beating the man with a baseball bat.

-----

Walking up to the large mansion, this man, too, discovers that no one appears to be home...

-----

As the figure shrouded in darkness went through the home, a small, round ball was found. It brought the figure back to its childhood...

Greedily shoving the candy into its mouth (does it have a mouth?), it was soon overcome with the sugary goodness.

It sat down to better savour the treat...

-----

Settling down for a movie, the rather large, quiet man finds out a great deal from it's daring subplot.

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The small (very small (very very small (very very very small))) child snuck into the house, for whatever reason; he was an intelligent boy. Perhaps he suspected the one who lived here.

And if he did, he sure found pay dirt...picking up the small book, he ran away.

-----

The giant robot and its pilots sat in the garage bored, when suddenly...

"YOU ARE SURROUNDED! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!"

"What? But we-"

"Spaceman Spiff daringly dodges through the feet of the giant robot, coming up from behind with his laser pistol. He takes aim, and..."

*BOOM*

"ANOTHER VICTORY FOR SPACEMAN SPIFF!"




Hoss007 has been silenced.

Slash Major is dead. He was Blooregard Q. Kazoo: Townieness Aligned Imaginary Yet Selfish Blob



whiskersmgoo is dead. He was Invader Zim: The Good Time Squad Aligned Doom Obsessed Irken “Elite”



Stinging Bite is dead. He was Eureka and Renton: Townieness Aligned Pilots of the Nirvash typeZERO



This message was edited by Glotnot on Nov 05 2009.

It is now Day Phase.

With 40 players remaining, it's 21 to lynch.

You have until Saturday, November 7th at 11:00 PM EST to achieve a lynch. If no lynch is achieved by that time, a no lynch will be declared.

Sorry for the delay, folks. I hope you'll forgive me. >.<

Calvin killed the nirvash.

INVADER ZIM! NO!

OK, time to actually read the write-up.

Wait, did he really type up something for what every character did? Wow. This is complicated.

quote Atma

Wait, did he really type up something for what every character did? Wow. This is complicated.

This is how real men play mafia.

Holy shit. So. Much. Write up.