Serial Killer Round 49: Carnival of Fear. The killer is dead. ROUND OVER
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"Here comes a new challenger!"
*Sets up Styrofoam stand*
"Come all come one! We got Styrofoam arm floaties! The frailest beverage cups known to man! Styrofoam Peanuts!"[sub](warning: not suitable for consumption)[/sub]
"And this....thing!"
*Sets up Styrofoam stand*
"Come all come one! We got Styrofoam arm floaties! The frailest beverage cups known to man! Styrofoam Peanuts!"[sub](warning: not suitable for consumption)[/sub]
"And this....thing!"
@staika: "For you Sir, pennies on the dollar! Only fifty cents per sheet, twenty dollars for a roll! This is quality stuff! Water proof. Air proof. Cat proof. Fire proof. Strangulation proof. Pop star proof. At a much better value than those other guys! Use it to line cardboard, protect precious valuables, store organs, wash stains, anything!"
"BUT WAIT! Buy yourself a roll now, and we'll throw in this very fashionable stand! Use it to hold bubble wrap! Hang your socks! Hang toilet paper! Hang the bodies of your enemies! Hang the bodies of your girlfriends! Hang the bodies of your girlfriends' enemies! Anything!"
[sub]*leans in real close and whispers*[/sub]
[sub]"Hey, I got a job for you."[/sub]
"BUT WAIT! Buy yourself a roll now, and we'll throw in this very fashionable stand! Use it to hold bubble wrap! Hang your socks! Hang toilet paper! Hang the bodies of your enemies! Hang the bodies of your girlfriends! Hang the bodies of your girlfriends' enemies! Anything!"
[sub]*leans in real close and whispers*[/sub]
[sub]"Hey, I got a job for you."[/sub]
@RaNDM: "You had me at pop song proof. I could wrap the entire world in the bubble wrap and finally get rid of the terrible plague of it. I'll take 20!"
*looks around sneakily*
[sub][sub]"You came to the right place. What do ya need me to take care of?"[/sub][/sub]
*looks around sneakily*
[sub][sub]"You came to the right place. What do ya need me to take care of?"[/sub][/sub]
@Schizzy: "Yeah. How about you buzz off?"
@staika: [sub]*looks left and right, then left again*[/sub]
[sub]"Someone opened up a Styrofoam shop, real cheap, low quality stuff. Not good for business if he runs us under, you hear?"[/sub]
[sub]*hands bubble wrap bomb for the job*[/sub]
[sub]"Just pop the tab, throw it and run."[/sub]
@staika: [sub]*looks left and right, then left again*[/sub]
[sub]"Someone opened up a Styrofoam shop, real cheap, low quality stuff. Not good for business if he runs us under, you hear?"[/sub]
[sub]*hands bubble wrap bomb for the job*[/sub]
[sub]"Just pop the tab, throw it and run."[/sub]
@RaNDM: [sub][sub]"Consider the Styrofoam shop already destroyed."[/sub][/sub]
*takes bubble wrap and puts on full face mask*
*Runs at the Styrofoam stand. Pulls tab from bubble wrap and throws it into the Styrofoam stand.*
"LET THIS BE A WARNING TO THOSE WHO PLACE THEIR STANDS HERE!"
*disappears into the darkness*
*takes bubble wrap and puts on full face mask*
*Runs at the Styrofoam stand. Pulls tab from bubble wrap and throws it into the Styrofoam stand.*
"LET THIS BE A WARNING TO THOSE WHO PLACE THEIR STANDS HERE!"
*disappears into the darkness*
"Great Scott, I don't think a mop's gonna work for this one," the groundskeeper said in shock from the aftermath of the bomb.
My doom is near. I am being dragged by both my arms to the public execution. I yell, "This is an injustice!" They pretend to not hear me. I feel my heart drop into my stomach as I approach to my to death. I scream, "It wasn't me! I swear!" Again, my cries go unnoticed. This is truly the true extent of a mob mentality; stubborn and powerful. I thrash one of my arms to make him let go, but my executioners grip tightens causing me to cringe in pain.
I stare down at the ground. "You're-" I whimper, "You're wrong. This is wrong. I didn't do it." A single tear falls from my eye onto the carnival ground. "Please. You have to understand!" I beg. The two stop. I raise my head, eyes glimmering with hope. All that hope is soon dashed as I finally see what lies before me. My doom. My death. One of those pendulum-pirate ship things.
"What will we do with a drunken sailor?! [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGyPuey-1Jw]" plays the song, blaring from the speakers.
I trash again, using my whole body instead of just one arm this time, however, my executioners grip tighten. I am forcibly strapped into a seat on the helm of the ship. No doubt this was made specifically for me.
Silence. A long waiting silence falls as watch the horizon to see the sea and beach where we all came in at. I gulp.
"Way hay and up she rises! Way hay and-" The shanty stops and a new song plays.
The pirate ship rocks back a little and in turn to rocks forward a little. Back and forth, back and forth; increasing in speed and height little by little. I look over to the starboard bow of the ship a notice a person, watching, smiling maliciously. My mind goes back goes back to how I spied on the killer. How I could only get a small glimpse of them each time, but now, I am certain I know who it is! "Stop!" I plead, as the stern seemingly touches the sky, "I know who do it! I swear I do!" Instead of ignoring me as usual, the only thing that responded to me was a loud buzzing noise. The ship clanked and whined as the momentum caused the helm to speed to the top of ride and fall, causing one big spin. And then, another, and another. The pirate ship spins out of control, faster and faster. The gforce forcibly open my mouth, disallowing me from screaming or begging. The wind whips past my ears, but another buzz is loud enough to hear.
Before I knew it, the pirate ship went off its axis and was flung into the horizon. The ship sunk into the sea in mere moments. The straps that bounded me were too tight and I died almost instantly.
I stare down at the ground. "You're-" I whimper, "You're wrong. This is wrong. I didn't do it." A single tear falls from my eye onto the carnival ground. "Please. You have to understand!" I beg. The two stop. I raise my head, eyes glimmering with hope. All that hope is soon dashed as I finally see what lies before me. My doom. My death. One of those pendulum-pirate ship things.
"What will we do with a drunken sailor?! [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGyPuey-1Jw]" plays the song, blaring from the speakers.
I trash again, using my whole body instead of just one arm this time, however, my executioners grip tighten. I am forcibly strapped into a seat on the helm of the ship. No doubt this was made specifically for me.
Silence. A long waiting silence falls as watch the horizon to see the sea and beach where we all came in at. I gulp.
"Way hay and up she rises! Way hay and-" The shanty stops and a new song plays.
The pirate ship rocks back a little and in turn to rocks forward a little. Back and forth, back and forth; increasing in speed and height little by little. I look over to the starboard bow of the ship a notice a person, watching, smiling maliciously. My mind goes back goes back to how I spied on the killer. How I could only get a small glimpse of them each time, but now, I am certain I know who it is! "Stop!" I plead, as the stern seemingly touches the sky, "I know who do it! I swear I do!" Instead of ignoring me as usual, the only thing that responded to me was a loud buzzing noise. The ship clanked and whined as the momentum caused the helm to speed to the top of ride and fall, causing one big spin. And then, another, and another. The pirate ship spins out of control, faster and faster. The gforce forcibly open my mouth, disallowing me from screaming or begging. The wind whips past my ears, but another buzz is loud enough to hear.
Before I knew it, the pirate ship went off its axis and was flung into the horizon. The ship sunk into the sea in mere moments. The straps that bounded me were too tight and I died almost instantly.
I ain't the murderer. You killed an innocent man. Shame on you. I have a wife and kid. I hope you're happy with yourself. 'Cuz, you shouldn't be.