Serial Killer Round 38: The Round We Make Contact (It's All Over!)
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The Killer doesn't wait. These killings come faster and faster.
Now just to wait and see.
And now that Neo is dead, we have eight names left, four of witch I would wait to kill, as they are more unlikely to be the Killer. At least in my eyes.
Now just to wait and see.
And now that Neo is dead, we have eight names left, four of witch I would wait to kill, as they are more unlikely to be the Killer. At least in my eyes.
I yet live...i believe, time to open the casket shop for this round it seems.
Still looking for investment or partners by the way
Still looking for investment or partners by the way
@[user]Lore[/user] You need a partner? Well then today is your lucky day. I offer you something you could never turn down.
You make the coffins, and I make the corpses. It's the perfect plan, and the shop will bloom like never before, making tons of cash.
Then we split the money equally [footnote]That means 75% to me and 25% to you.[/footnote].
So, what do you say?
You make the coffins, and I make the corpses. It's the perfect plan, and the shop will bloom like never before, making tons of cash.
Then we split the money equally [footnote]That means 75% to me and 25% to you.[/footnote].
So, what do you say?
@Steke: You drive a hard bargain, i can settle for 60/40 but then i want no traceable connections between the different branches of the business, deal?
@[user]Lore[/user] Deal, but you have to buy me my first set of throwing-knives and a dagger. I can take the rest from there on out, I will even repay you.
@[user]sky[/user] Well, most of it is speculations and should not be followed blindly. It's some notes that I have made every now and then, and I see no harm in sending them.
PM incoming soon.
PM incoming soon.
Y'know, if the Double Voter feels like acting right about now, that would be swell... O_O
SERIOUSLY, DO SOMETHING!!! If you need Ynnek's list, just PM me! xD
SERIOUSLY, DO SOMETHING!!! If you need Ynnek's list, just PM me! xD
@[user]sky[/user] Being on the list yourself and asking for the Double Voter's id?
I know that this does not mean you are the Killer.
For if you truly are the Killer, and the Double Voter die any time soon, you sealed your own grave.
So, your either innocent or just a bad Killer.
I do not think you are the Killer, but these statements draw attention.
If the Double Voter wants Ynnek's list, but does not trust someone on it, just PM me and I will send it.
I know that this does not mean you are the Killer.
For if you truly are the Killer, and the Double Voter die any time soon, you sealed your own grave.
So, your either innocent or just a bad Killer.
I do not think you are the Killer, but these statements draw attention.
If the Double Voter wants Ynnek's list, but does not trust someone on it, just PM me and I will send it.
@Steke: That's fair enough. I know I'm suspicious right now as well, but I want to catch the killer just as much as you do.
I just don't lie a lot to try and get people to agree with me. xDD
I just don't lie a lot to try and get people to agree with me. xDD
@Steke: Unless she just solidly meta-gamed you.
"Of course no one would do that. That would be too stupid! They must be innocent!"
Oh, by the way, that list of collaborators you had? Were any of them on Ynnek's list?
Because, you know, that would be useful information right about now.
"Of course no one would do that. That would be too stupid! They must be innocent!"
Oh, by the way, that list of collaborators you had? Were any of them on Ynnek's list?
Because, you know, that would be useful information right about now.
It was a rainy Monday. Technically, it was Valentine's day where my sweetheart was. What better time to celebrate it together, right? I closed my laptop. Confuddling the residents of this small town was fun, but I realized that I shouldn't have put the spy on the list. It was kinda my fault that he was able to verify his identity officially so soon. Oh well, notes for next time. A freshly frosted cake sat on my desk: chocolate, with strawberries on top. I was never a big fan of either, but it wasn't for me.
You get me everytime. Why'd you have to be so cute? It's impossible to ignore you. Oh must you make me laugh so much? It's bad enough we get along so well~
It was nice to have someone to see on the dreaded V-day. Instead of being a bitter lonely single person, I had a date with my boyfriend. Even in Murderville, that was romantic. We met at a small cafe for coffee. Well, I drank some festive pink hot chocolate. Coffee was never my thing. I brought the cake, wrapped in ribbons. It felt a little silly, but I liked it.
"I got you something, sweetie." I grinned, inching the box in his general direction. He loved it, needless to say.
"Aw... you didn't have to get me anything..." he smiled. "I'll need to make it up to you somehow..."
I laughed. He was adorable.
We talked the afternoon away, and then it was time to go home. An awkward yet sweet kiss later I was back in my apartment, staring out of the window. I never felt so alive, ironically.
Then the glass shattered. I felt a brief headache, a burn, then nothing. I didn't even feel myself hit the floor. My vision was dark. As life left, I could feel what little that was left in my head leaking out onto the floor. Blood crept down the bullet hole between my eyes. Whoever the killer was, I didn't catch a glance of him. He probably never even came to make sure I was dead.
I never got to tell my sweetheart goodbye. Won't you tell him for me?
You get me everytime. Why'd you have to be so cute? It's impossible to ignore you. Oh must you make me laugh so much? It's bad enough we get along so well~
It was nice to have someone to see on the dreaded V-day. Instead of being a bitter lonely single person, I had a date with my boyfriend. Even in Murderville, that was romantic. We met at a small cafe for coffee. Well, I drank some festive pink hot chocolate. Coffee was never my thing. I brought the cake, wrapped in ribbons. It felt a little silly, but I liked it.
"I got you something, sweetie." I grinned, inching the box in his general direction. He loved it, needless to say.
"Aw... you didn't have to get me anything..." he smiled. "I'll need to make it up to you somehow..."
I laughed. He was adorable.
We talked the afternoon away, and then it was time to go home. An awkward yet sweet kiss later I was back in my apartment, staring out of the window. I never felt so alive, ironically.
Then the glass shattered. I felt a brief headache, a burn, then nothing. I didn't even feel myself hit the floor. My vision was dark. As life left, I could feel what little that was left in my head leaking out onto the floor. Blood crept down the bullet hole between my eyes. Whoever the killer was, I didn't catch a glance of him. He probably never even came to make sure I was dead.
I never got to tell my sweetheart goodbye. Won't you tell him for me?
@RaN: Ouch, harsh. Where's your sense of Valentines spirit?
*Looks at Skye's corpse.*
Oh, okay... That is kind of a downer.
*Looks at Skye's corpse.*
Oh, okay... That is kind of a downer.
@RaN: You're heartless. *high fives*
@sky: As I told a friend of mine earlier today, "Nothing like a day of love to get people in the murdering mood."
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No, you don't get any context as to why we were talking about something like that. >.<
@Skye: I always like your writing, even if your deaths make me cringe.
@sky: As I told a friend of mine earlier today, "Nothing like a day of love to get people in the murdering mood."
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No, you don't get any context as to why we were talking about something like that. >.<
@Skye: I always like your writing, even if your deaths make me cringe.