Serial Killer Round 22: Back to Canadia (The Game is Over! The Killer is Dead!)
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So guys, hows it going? I had a great weekend. Any plans for tomorrow? (
[sub][sub]I feel like element's gonna be pissed when he posts his execution[/sub][/sub]
[sub][sub]I feel like element's gonna be pissed when he posts his execution[/sub][/sub]
James was walking down a side street after trivia night. He hadn't gotten very many answers to the questions but the rest of the team did poorly as well and they didn't get enough points in order to win one of the food discounts for the next week. As James passed an alleyway a sound came from down it and James turned to look down it. After a second a needle was forced into James' neck and he collapsed.
Three to Six hours later James was awake. He was stripped naked lying on a table. His head, chest, arms, hands, and legs were held to his table; wrapped around himself and the table by plastic wrap. His mouth was gagged. James woke up. He looked around the room. The only thing to see was a table with a folded fabric and walls covered in a plastic and pictures of the people murder and executed so far in this round. The sounds of footsteps came from the direction of the top of James' head.
"It's about time you woke up. I've been waiting for this." A sharp pain crossed James? cheek as a scalpel pierced it and moved down a about an inch leaving a bleeding cut. Whose voice is that? I should know this. An eye dropper moved to the cut and pulled up a bit of the blood. Then it hit James like a sludge hammer to the nuts. "Michael C. Hall. Seriously?" The person put a few droplets of blood on a side and closed the slide before moving in view.
"You guessed correct." The Dexter star was now in clear view.
"I thought you only played that guy."
"With enough money on the table I was willing to enact this role just once."
The actor grabbed James' head, removed the gage, and shifted his view towards the pictures and started going over each one. "Cody, who you shoved into an oven after burning his face off. Raven, who was shot twice, wrongly in your place. Frank, who you nailed to a tree. Joshua, who was burned to death because of you, well mainly Schizzy but still. Christian, who was sawed to pieces. Now I only have one question for you. Why?"
James laughed. "Because I enjoyed making them look like modern art pieces. But seriously, none of them deserved to live. They did nothing but make pathetic defenses and do nothing but coward. Why not fight against him, why not figure out who is instead of relying on luck or someone with the inside information to appear like they the rarely do. It sickens me." James' mouth was gagged again.
Michael walked over to the table and picked out a knife. Walking back over to James he raised the knife above his head. Arriving at James he drove it down in James' heart killing him in seconds. This killer goes down after the biggest bullshit luck, courtesy of Schizzy. I?ll forward you the biggest bullshit spy luck on the planet if you want. Just PM me asking for it.
Three to Six hours later James was awake. He was stripped naked lying on a table. His head, chest, arms, hands, and legs were held to his table; wrapped around himself and the table by plastic wrap. His mouth was gagged. James woke up. He looked around the room. The only thing to see was a table with a folded fabric and walls covered in a plastic and pictures of the people murder and executed so far in this round. The sounds of footsteps came from the direction of the top of James' head.
"It's about time you woke up. I've been waiting for this." A sharp pain crossed James? cheek as a scalpel pierced it and moved down a about an inch leaving a bleeding cut. Whose voice is that? I should know this. An eye dropper moved to the cut and pulled up a bit of the blood. Then it hit James like a sludge hammer to the nuts. "Michael C. Hall. Seriously?" The person put a few droplets of blood on a side and closed the slide before moving in view.
"You guessed correct." The Dexter star was now in clear view.
"I thought you only played that guy."
"With enough money on the table I was willing to enact this role just once."
The actor grabbed James' head, removed the gage, and shifted his view towards the pictures and started going over each one. "Cody, who you shoved into an oven after burning his face off. Raven, who was shot twice, wrongly in your place. Frank, who you nailed to a tree. Joshua, who was burned to death because of you, well mainly Schizzy but still. Christian, who was sawed to pieces. Now I only have one question for you. Why?"
James laughed. "Because I enjoyed making them look like modern art pieces. But seriously, none of them deserved to live. They did nothing but make pathetic defenses and do nothing but coward. Why not fight against him, why not figure out who is instead of relying on luck or someone with the inside information to appear like they the rarely do. It sickens me." James' mouth was gagged again.
Michael walked over to the table and picked out a knife. Walking back over to James he raised the knife above his head. Arriving at James he drove it down in James' heart killing him in seconds. This killer goes down after the biggest bullshit luck, courtesy of Schizzy. I?ll forward you the biggest bullshit spy luck on the planet if you want. Just PM me asking for it.
So yes I was the killer and I'll start the next round sometime tomorrow. *mutters fucking bullshit Schizzy*
Yes the assumptions were correct. *zaps Icarion and Steak again for the hell of it while I technically still can* Element was indeed the killer, Schizzy was indeed the spy, and the hip-thrusting hman was the Medic, getting 1 save in 3 rounds. So look for the next round from element. God this was way to short. Going to have to party it up tonight!
*conjures steak fountain with BBQ sauce*
*conjures steak fountain with BBQ sauce*
@Schiz: You thought I was Canadian. You thought I was Canadian! How?!
Seriously, how did you manage that? I fail to understand it. I live in New Zealand, home of sheep, kiwis and L&P. Mostly sheep, but I digress.
Seriously, how did you manage that? I fail to understand it. I live in New Zealand, home of sheep, kiwis and L&P. Mostly sheep, but I digress.
@Neo: Ohohohoho, I see what you mean by trash the place. Nudge nudge wink wink say no more say no more.
Also, ow my heart!
Also, ow my heart!
@Icarion: element forwarded me Schizzy's PM. Too many mistakes were made: one does not judge a participant based on their post's proximity to the announcement of murders.
So yeah, now I'm hacked off because of Schizzy's mistakes in addition to my retarded internet connection.
@Schiz: No offence, it's just that you messed up and put me somewhere I didn't belong. Hence my anger in my execution post.
So yeah, now I'm hacked off because of Schizzy's mistakes in addition to my retarded internet connection.
@Schiz: No offence, it's just that you messed up and put me somewhere I didn't belong. Hence my anger in my execution post.
