Serial Killer Round 23: Snowed in up North (This Round is over, New Round has been started!)
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The saddest moment in my Minecraft existence: Having spent the last who knows how many hours mining for redstone, diamond, and lapis lazuli, Having 4 stacks of 64 Redstone, 25 diamonds, and 1 blocks worth of lazuli (forgot how much those drop), hitting one block, and getting murdered by a lava floe.
Seeing as how I miss being in karate I'll make a karate related death.
Michi was sitting in her house enjoying her new to you PS2 playing Silent Hill 2, she had been scared shitless a few times playing that game but didn't really care much, she was still enjoying her self and her new found treasures. "I can't think of any way this birthday could get any better. Playing the Dragon Age 2 demo, bowling and great pizza, well, having my boyfriend around would be great." Michi said laughing to her self. The fact was her boyfriend lived down in California and she was up in Oregon but that didn't matter really, she'd get to see him soon.
Michi blinked hearing a knock at her door and got up. "Yea I'm coming I'm coming." she said opening the door and blinked taking a side kick to the face. "What the fuck..... Neo what was that for? Are you drunk or something?" she asked blinking holding her broken and bleeding nose.
"Well I got the word you where the next executed so I decided to come clear from Canada to do it Mich. Besides, someone needs to kill the executioner of SK man so might as well be me." Neo said.
"Are you drunk or something Neo? Seriously I'm not the killer you know that but hell I might as well fight for my life." Michi said taking a fighting stance waiting for his next move. "Hey, wait you never said you knew karate." Michi said bringing her arms up.
"Na man I know karate when I'm drunk, it's called Canuck Fu but it's also known as drunk style." Neo said pulling out a hockey stick.
"You're insane Neo you know I've taken karate for years but hell if you think you can take me." Michi said throwing a round house kick to his side but was blocked by the hockey stick.
Neo grabbed her leg and twisted it sending her to the ground. "Come on Mich no need to say hurtful things like that eh. I mean I'm sorry I have to do this you know but the group demand you die. Just doin' my job." Neo said in his mock Canadian accent and smirked.
"Oh great I get to die to that, what's next sing some Beiber to me or you now feed me some maple syrup?" Michi said rolling over to miss Neo's attack and managed to get up. She did a spinning kick to his gut and sent him flying back and ran from the door. She stopped just short of the door way as she felt something in her back, a hockey puck shirikin. She feel to her knees and looked up seeing Neo over her.
"Sorry Mich but hell keep the angles company for me." Neo said cutting open her neck with a switch blade and walked out calling someone on the phone. "You guys are fucked up, killing someone on their birthday besides it wasn't her. I told you it wasn't her god." Neo said walking off.
Michi blinked hearing a knock at her door and got up. "Yea I'm coming I'm coming." she said opening the door and blinked taking a side kick to the face. "What the fuck..... Neo what was that for? Are you drunk or something?" she asked blinking holding her broken and bleeding nose.
"Well I got the word you where the next executed so I decided to come clear from Canada to do it Mich. Besides, someone needs to kill the executioner of SK man so might as well be me." Neo said.
"Are you drunk or something Neo? Seriously I'm not the killer you know that but hell I might as well fight for my life." Michi said taking a fighting stance waiting for his next move. "Hey, wait you never said you knew karate." Michi said bringing her arms up.
"Na man I know karate when I'm drunk, it's called Canuck Fu but it's also known as drunk style." Neo said pulling out a hockey stick.
"You're insane Neo you know I've taken karate for years but hell if you think you can take me." Michi said throwing a round house kick to his side but was blocked by the hockey stick.
Neo grabbed her leg and twisted it sending her to the ground. "Come on Mich no need to say hurtful things like that eh. I mean I'm sorry I have to do this you know but the group demand you die. Just doin' my job." Neo said in his mock Canadian accent and smirked.
"Oh great I get to die to that, what's next sing some Beiber to me or you now feed me some maple syrup?" Michi said rolling over to miss Neo's attack and managed to get up. She did a spinning kick to his gut and sent him flying back and ran from the door. She stopped just short of the door way as she felt something in her back, a hockey puck shirikin. She feel to her knees and looked up seeing Neo over her.
"Sorry Mich but hell keep the angles company for me." Neo said cutting open her neck with a switch blade and walked out calling someone on the phone. "You guys are fucked up, killing someone on their birthday besides it wasn't her. I told you it wasn't her god." Neo said walking off.
[HEADING=1]Alright people you executed Lizmichi on her birthday and she wasn't even the killer. Good Job![/HEADING]
[HEADING=1]Also, because I'm a skilled GM I have already received the killer and medic choices and the victim has been messaged.[/HEADING]
[HEADING=1]Also, because I'm a skilled GM I have already received the killer and medic choices and the victim has been messaged.[/HEADING]
Wow. Way to go. You killed burfday girl over there, and it wasn't even her. Nice job.
[sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub]I didn't vote for you Michi! I swear![/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub]
Also, this round is moving quite quickly, with the victim already determined half an hour after the victim announced their execution formally.
[sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub][sub]I didn't vote for you Michi! I swear![/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub]
Also, this round is moving quite quickly, with the victim already determined half an hour after the victim announced their execution formally.
Well, whoever it is got me. Buggery.
Whoever voted for me - I know at least two people did - I throw a fish in your general direction. *throws fish from the JIB*
Four people sat around the poker table, besides Raven himself. Two were dressed in identical black and grey armour; a man with short brown hair, a scar over his right eye and a perpetually disapproving look, and a slighter woman with bright red hair and a cheerful expression. Raven recognised these two as Magellan and Natalya Shepard (no relation to one another); the armour was kind of a giveaway considering the N7 emblems.
The other two were somewhat different from the two Shepards. Another man sat to Natalya's left, and he was dressed in one of the strangest outfits imaginable: a black sombrero, some kind of sparkly vest and black lederhosen, almost the colour of the night sky, made up his clothing. An immaculately designed accordion was on the table near the man. Raven knew the Accordion Thief well: Voldreya, Slayer of the Dread Mariachi Somerset Lopez.
Raven had his suspicions about the fourth: he was dressed in white, a hood covering his face and all the trademarks of a twelfth-century Assassin about his person. Once Raven and Magellan had tossed in their chips as the blinds, Altair ibn La-Ahad dealt the cards with precision drawn from countless thrown knives. Each of the five looked at their two cards; the game was Texas Hold 'Em.
The first round of bets quickly boiled down to Raven, Magellan and Altair: Raven thought he had it in the bag. Altair dealt out the flop to reveal... a pair of eights. Raven flinched, getting up from the table. Something was up.
"Been a pleasure, all, but I'm retiring immediately," he stated. "Split my entry fee up how you will." Voldreya quickly took the entire pile of chips Raven had accumulated and added it to his own before anyone could react. He wasn't a Thief for nothing.
As Raven began to walk away, Altair got up and followed. "Hold a moment," was all he said; it was enough to get Raven to stop and turn. Then the Assassin pulled off his hood to reveal a different face from that which Raven had been expecting. "What're you doing here? How'd you know about my regular poker game?"
"It was easy enough to discover," 'Altair' answered, stepping closer. "The disguise was good, don't you think? An appropriate outfit. But that's not why I'm here." The would-be Assassin flicked their left hand, and a familiar blade extended from the device on the wrist.
"Should've known," Raven mused. "I didn't create you. Altair can't be customised to suit the player's preference. No matter. If you feel you must, then you must. but they will find you, and they will kill you. You won't last. Give yourself up - "
Raven's tongue was silenced as the killer drove the Hidden Blade into his heart. Pushing the dying man to the floor to bleed out, three knives buried themselves in the throats of the other three players. The killer strode over to the poker table, where he flipped Raven's cards over. The deck had been rigged specifically for this event...
A pair of aces. The Dead Man's Hand.
The other two were somewhat different from the two Shepards. Another man sat to Natalya's left, and he was dressed in one of the strangest outfits imaginable: a black sombrero, some kind of sparkly vest and black lederhosen, almost the colour of the night sky, made up his clothing. An immaculately designed accordion was on the table near the man. Raven knew the Accordion Thief well: Voldreya, Slayer of the Dread Mariachi Somerset Lopez.
Raven had his suspicions about the fourth: he was dressed in white, a hood covering his face and all the trademarks of a twelfth-century Assassin about his person. Once Raven and Magellan had tossed in their chips as the blinds, Altair ibn La-Ahad dealt the cards with precision drawn from countless thrown knives. Each of the five looked at their two cards; the game was Texas Hold 'Em.
The first round of bets quickly boiled down to Raven, Magellan and Altair: Raven thought he had it in the bag. Altair dealt out the flop to reveal... a pair of eights. Raven flinched, getting up from the table. Something was up.
"Been a pleasure, all, but I'm retiring immediately," he stated. "Split my entry fee up how you will." Voldreya quickly took the entire pile of chips Raven had accumulated and added it to his own before anyone could react. He wasn't a Thief for nothing.
As Raven began to walk away, Altair got up and followed. "Hold a moment," was all he said; it was enough to get Raven to stop and turn. Then the Assassin pulled off his hood to reveal a different face from that which Raven had been expecting. "What're you doing here? How'd you know about my regular poker game?"
"It was easy enough to discover," 'Altair' answered, stepping closer. "The disguise was good, don't you think? An appropriate outfit. But that's not why I'm here." The would-be Assassin flicked their left hand, and a familiar blade extended from the device on the wrist.
"Should've known," Raven mused. "I didn't create you. Altair can't be customised to suit the player's preference. No matter. If you feel you must, then you must. but they will find you, and they will kill you. You won't last. Give yourself up - "
Raven's tongue was silenced as the killer drove the Hidden Blade into his heart. Pushing the dying man to the floor to bleed out, three knives buried themselves in the throats of the other three players. The killer strode over to the poker table, where he flipped Raven's cards over. The deck had been rigged specifically for this event...
A pair of aces. The Dead Man's Hand.
Whoever voted for me - I know at least two people did - I throw a fish in your general direction. *throws fish from the JIB*
@CA: You didn't get my vote, bro. Also, nice death! Well written and everything else we usually say.
[HEADING=1]That's right people, CounterAttack was the killer's latest victim. So get your votes in and get the killer.[/HEADING]
@CA: *Pops head up from the ground*
Very well written death. It was great fun to read from beginning to end.
As a reward, here's a lackey gnome who will do whatever you want up in the JIB for no money at all.
*Snaps a gnome's neck*
*It appears next to CA*
@Element: Vote being sent in a sec.
Very well written death. It was great fun to read from beginning to end.
As a reward, here's a lackey gnome who will do whatever you want up in the JIB for no money at all.
*Snaps a gnome's neck*
*It appears next to CA*
@Element: Vote being sent in a sec.
*Looks at feet as fish lands at them* Why thank you CA. Very nice death. It really CUT to the chase. *Falls to the ground laughing at horrid pun. Gets up. Runs as far away from Element and Michi as possible*
*Puts vote in a box. Lures creeper into box.* Hey element, I have a present for you!
*Puts vote in a box. Lures creeper into box.* Hey element, I have a present for you!