Serial Killer Round 40: A Dance With The Devil (Cycle 5: The Game is Over)
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Guys...I'm still short about nine votes. If they aren't in by the time I wake up, I'm going to have to send PMs out. Please get them in soon so I don't have to do that. :/
*is certain that this message is only going to be seen by the ones who have voted*
*is certain that this message is only going to be seen by the ones who have voted*
@Link: I hope that you got mine, 'cause I would hate to get locked out of this fantastic roleplay.
Oh, and I won't pay for the smashed roof.
Oh, and I won't pay for the smashed roof.
Alright, the remaining seven people who have not voted have each been messaged. If you did not receive a message, then you are totally good to go this cycle and I thank you most sincerely. 
@David: Ok then. I'll see you in court so that I can get compensation for all of the damages, both structural and emotional. ^_^
@David: Ok then. I'll see you in court so that I can get compensation for all of the damages, both structural and emotional. ^_^
@Link: Court?! That's an american that I don't know anything about, please, give me one more day and I will have the money, I beg you!
Alright, now I've got something I can work with.
*ahem*
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It was a very close race but it looks like we have a slim majority. A citizen has finally been slated for execution.
To the inbox!
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@Redlin5: You know that PM where I asked you stuff? Yeah, just ignore that, my escapist just updated.
@Link: So how much will it cost anyway?
EDIT: Also: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=Y6ljFaKRTrI#t=7s
@Link: So how much will it cost anyway?
EDIT: Also: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=Y6ljFaKRTrI#t=7s
"...I've come to talk with you again..." I mutter, singing along with the song quietly.
Someone knocks on the door. I pick up a candle to go with my nightshirt, Scrooge style. "Who's there?" I ask, hand on the latch.
"ANGRY MOB!" the angry mob yells.
"Come in, wipe your feet on the mat." I open the door.
The mob slowly walks in, wipe their feet and follow me into the living room.
"So... you... did the kill... thing... sorry, can you cross your legs?" one of the figures asks.
"No." I spread my legs wider.
"I'd find you in contempt of court if this were a court, and I were a judge and we had a logical legal system with due process."
"Meh. I'm down for a good mob killing." I say off-handedly.
The fish-bowl next to me is pushed to the ground by a stray pitchfork.
"Oh for f- I'll have to... God dammit." I curse.
"Can we get back on topic? Where were you on the night of RaNDM's death?"
"Here."
"And hobo?"
"Here."
"And Neo?"
"Here."
"You don't get out much. That's a bit suspicious."
"If I say 'I was walking around town', you'd say 'So, you spend a lot of time walking. That's a bit suspicious."
"True... Okay, I think we have enough evidence now."
"Not really, but go on."
A large figure walks out of the crowd, holding a chainsaw.
"Did you really need the mob?"
"Yes. It's for effect. And so we can spread the guilt."
The figure revs the chainsaw.
"Fair enough."
"Any last words?"
"Yes. Jak, you're cleaning the mess up."
The chainsaw shreds through my abdomen, then rips up through my chest, neck and head.
It makes a horrific mess.
The mob is played out by the Sounds of Silence.
Someone knocks on the door. I pick up a candle to go with my nightshirt, Scrooge style. "Who's there?" I ask, hand on the latch.
"ANGRY MOB!" the angry mob yells.
"Come in, wipe your feet on the mat." I open the door.
The mob slowly walks in, wipe their feet and follow me into the living room.
"So... you... did the kill... thing... sorry, can you cross your legs?" one of the figures asks.
"No." I spread my legs wider.
"I'd find you in contempt of court if this were a court, and I were a judge and we had a logical legal system with due process."
"Meh. I'm down for a good mob killing." I say off-handedly.
The fish-bowl next to me is pushed to the ground by a stray pitchfork.
"Oh for f- I'll have to... God dammit." I curse.
"Can we get back on topic? Where were you on the night of RaNDM's death?"
"Here."
"And hobo?"
"Here."
"And Neo?"
"Here."
"You don't get out much. That's a bit suspicious."
"If I say 'I was walking around town', you'd say 'So, you spend a lot of time walking. That's a bit suspicious."
"True... Okay, I think we have enough evidence now."
"Not really, but go on."
A large figure walks out of the crowd, holding a chainsaw.
"Did you really need the mob?"
"Yes. It's for effect. And so we can spread the guilt."
The figure revs the chainsaw.
"Fair enough."
"Any last words?"
"Yes. Jak, you're cleaning the mess up."
The chainsaw shreds through my abdomen, then rips up through my chest, neck and head.
It makes a horrific mess.
The mob is played out by the Sounds of Silence.
You killed yet another innocent person.
For shame.
For. Shame.
*shakes head*
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TrilbyWill was the third innocent person to be executed. The game moves on to Cycle Four.
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