Serial Killer Round 63: La Fiesta de la Muerte! | C'est fini!
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I'm sitting in a comfy chair watching TV, as -- in a scene totally not ripped of from the Watchmen movie -- an intruder, well, intrudes! Oh noes! The intruder has knives and stuff! And now he -- or possibly she --is repeatedly stabbing me in the chest, which I'm almost completely certain that Emily Post specifically advices against.
"My chest! My sexy chest!" I say. As I fall to the floor, I can feel that I have the energy for five words, at most, left. So with my last breath, I say "The treasure is hidden in..."
Now that's gonna drive him -- or possibly her -- nuts.
"My chest! My sexy chest!" I say. As I fall to the floor, I can feel that I have the energy for five words, at most, left. So with my last breath, I say "The treasure is hidden in..."
Now that's gonna drive him -- or possibly her -- nuts.
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Any survivors are free to claim her collection of velvet paintings while she is banished from the land of...the dead (I should probably think of a better form of exile). Any role she may have had could have been passed on to someone else as per the rules.
QUEEN MICHAEL HAS FALLEN TO THE THRONGS OF VOTERS. THE KILLER IS FREE TO ACT ONCE AGAIN. IN ADDITION, DRAGONBUMS WILL BE RETIRED DUE TO EXCESSIVE NON-SUFFRAGE.
[/HEADING]Any survivors are free to claim her collection of velvet paintings while she is banished from the land of...the dead (I should probably think of a better form of exile). Any role she may have had could have been passed on to someone else as per the rules.
Bottle, you murdered an innocent crossdresser! How COULD you? Your first wrong decision and it will be your last!
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You're lucky a mother's love knows know bounds, and that I hate thinking! I'll take you for a spin when the time comes..
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You're lucky a mother's love knows know bounds, and that I hate thinking! I'll take you for a spin when the time comes..
I received a call from a familiar acquaintance... He told me he had a deal that could benefit the both of us... I asked if there was a catch to all this and he replied "No, just an old fashion alliance... You in?"
I agreed and hung up my phone machine... (or PM as they called in in the new country...)
I agreed and hung up my phone machine... (or PM as they called in in the new country...)
"So... Who are we dealing with?" My voice pretended to take this situation as seriously as I could while speaking through my PM...
"Well, FPLOON... It seems El Killer has a thing for sombreros... Coincidence or just as planned?" His robotic voice was stern and non-threatening on the other end of the call...
"I say that it all part of a devilish plan to have the most fashionable sombrero alive!" I joked... I couldn't hear any laughter on the other end...
"That's a possibility..." Ten seconds of silence. "Still, we must keep on our toes just in case... I'll call back again if I have anything of importance to tell you... In the meantime, I'll send you a text regarding who we should try to kill off next..." The sound of a receiver clicking... and a text sent to my PM...
"Well, FPLOON... It seems El Killer has a thing for sombreros... Coincidence or just as planned?" His robotic voice was stern and non-threatening on the other end of the call...
"I say that it all part of a devilish plan to have the most fashionable sombrero alive!" I joked... I couldn't hear any laughter on the other end...
"That's a possibility..." Ten seconds of silence. "Still, we must keep on our toes just in case... I'll call back again if I have anything of importance to tell you... In the meantime, I'll send you a text regarding who we should try to kill off next..." The sound of a receiver clicking... and a text sent to my PM...
I received an automated text on my PM... "The alliance is dead... Do you want revenge?" Without hesitation, I replied with a "Yes" and received another automated message with a number attached to it... "Call this person and lie about the full truth..."
I called the person in question and left a message about the alliance... Afterwards, I looked at my PM with dismayed discomfort... "What have I done? I was responsible for killing a non-sombrero-wearing man and lying about the alliance to someone I never contacted til just now... I brought same to the new country..." I fell to my knees and tried to cry, but the tears were too corrupted to come out...
I called the person in question and left a message about the alliance... Afterwards, I looked at my PM with dismayed discomfort... "What have I done? I was responsible for killing a non-sombrero-wearing man and lying about the alliance to someone I never contacted til just now... I brought same to the new country..." I fell to my knees and tried to cry, but the tears were too corrupted to come out...
My PM started to ring at the most oddest of times... I checked the number, but I couldn't recognize it... "Hello?" My voice pretended to be confident that I haven't done anything wrong so far...
"Is your name FPLOON?" I couldn't pinpoint where I heard this voice before...
"Yes... Why'd you ask?" I was getting cocky without noticing right away...
"Can we meet in person? I feel like we can trust each other better that way..."
"Sure..." I hung up without asking where we would meet... But, it felt like I didn't have to... They already knew where I was staying for the weekend...
"Is your name FPLOON?" I couldn't pinpoint where I heard this voice before...
"Yes... Why'd you ask?" I was getting cocky without noticing right away...
"Can we meet in person? I feel like we can trust each other better that way..."
"Sure..." I hung up without asking where we would meet... But, it felt like I didn't have to... They already knew where I was staying for the weekend...
"Hello, FPLOON... Are you familiar with this song?"
"Why, yes I am... and I see you lack the decently to knock before you enter..."
"But, FPLOON... How could a ghost like you say that?"
"Because you haven't killed me yet..."
"Are you sure?
"Yes..."
"Are you really sure?"
"Yes..."
"Look down, then... What do you see?"
"...Blood."
"Whose blood?"
"...My blood."
"Good... Oh, and by the way..."
"What?"
"That truly was a terrible joke you said to your robot acquaintance..."
"Why, yes I am... and I see you lack the decently to knock before you enter..."
"But, FPLOON... How could a ghost like you say that?"
"Because you haven't killed me yet..."
"Are you sure?
"Yes..."
"Are you really sure?"
"Yes..."
"Look down, then... What do you see?"
"...Blood."
"Whose blood?"
"...My blood."
"Good... Oh, and by the way..."
"What?"
"That truly was a terrible joke you said to your robot acquaintance..."