Serial Killer Round 64: The Marxist Menace | Cycle 5: Troubleshooter Victory!
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@Armadox: Wow... A 2-to-1 ratio... Good thing I ain't no killah... outside of mob executions...
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I ain't got nothing to hide... Nothing to see here, folks...
I ain't got nothing to hide... Nothing to see here, folks...
@Aero: [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/profiles/view/Aerosteam] Why u gotta be so mean to me. 
Just because I want everybody to have the same things doesn't make me a Communist. It just means that I want you to share your gold fish crackers.
I have a cheese addiction.
Just because I want everybody to have the same things doesn't make me a Communist. It just means that I want you to share your gold fish crackers.
I have a cheese addiction.
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<color=#000000>Part 2 (Semi-canon)
"What the fuck was that?!" That seem to be the common consensuses as FPLOON drops the invisible mic in front of his fellow Troubleshooters... He stops his out-of-breath laughter as he looks around to see the expressions on everyone's faces... Silence filled the air as Fractral, gavel in hand, facepalms in FPLOON's general direction...
"FPLOON..." Fractral puts down the gavel to re-adjust his posture... "What do you have against Doctor Who?"
"What?" I don't think FPLOON was expecting a question like that, let alone even another question at this point... "Whatever do you mean?" The counter question seemed like it was filled to the gills with both confusion and uncertainty...
"Just answer the question, dude... What do you have against Doctor Who?"
"I... don't?"
"Are you sure? Because, it seems like you do if I hearing you correctly..."
"Well, I did just kinda freestyle'd that shit in, like, a little over a minute, so... Sorry? I don't know where you're going with this..."
"I could ask you the same thing..." Aerosteam chimed in, his robotic bewilderment aiming at something else entirely... "Are you really the fucking Communist, FPLOON?"
"Of course not!" FPLOON stared into Aerosteam's eyes... "Do you honestly think I would kill a rabbit TWICE, a kitten, AND a Joker cosplayer?"
"I don't know! That's like asking why the Communist screwed themselves this badly to begin with!"
"Are you still going on about that?" Twintix had enough of Aerosteam's attitude. "We get it! The Communist is outnumbered! If every suspect gets executed, the innocent Troubleshooters win! La-de-da!"
"Was I talking to you? No!" Aerosteam paused as he gave Twintix the hand. "I'll deal with you later!"
"And what's that suppose to mean, huh?"
"He might mean he's coming after you to chat about something..." DoPo proclaimed, trying to keep an optimistic viewpoint. "Or maybe, he wants to to give you a hand... I mean, the probabilities are pretty endless if we really want to break it down statistically..."
"Or maybe you should shut the fuck up!" Aerosteam's temper was getting the best of him. "I didn't ask you for an evaluation!"
"Uh... Am we missing something here?" Some of the innocent Troubleshooters looked at each other, trying to figure out what was still going on around here... and I don't blame them, I guess... (They probably just need more pills...)
Fractral forced his gravel to headdesk as he shouted, "ENOUGH!" Silence returned once again. Caramel Frappe, who just so happened to be floating in the corner while sipping the everlasting frappe in his hands, shock his head in disappointment... "Now, FPLOON..." Fractral continued... "As majority voted by the Troubleshooters still living, as the friendly computer as our witness, you are sentenced to death by execution... You have said your final words as well as kinda answered my question about the Doctor Who thing, so would you kindly step to the left into the execution booth so that the friendly computer can execute you as follows..."
FPLOON smirked. "Whatevers... I knew the risk..." He walks into the execution booth, giving one last glance at all those still living... I can't really describe what could be going on inside FPLOON's head, but I can say that that Troubleshooter needs some pills or something... And just like a returning theme of party hats, silence was there to greet FPLOON one last time...
R.I.P., you suspect-looking Troubleshooter...
"What the fuck was that?!" That seem to be the common consensuses as FPLOON drops the invisible mic in front of his fellow Troubleshooters... He stops his out-of-breath laughter as he looks around to see the expressions on everyone's faces... Silence filled the air as Fractral, gavel in hand, facepalms in FPLOON's general direction...
"FPLOON..." Fractral puts down the gavel to re-adjust his posture... "What do you have against Doctor Who?"
"What?" I don't think FPLOON was expecting a question like that, let alone even another question at this point... "Whatever do you mean?" The counter question seemed like it was filled to the gills with both confusion and uncertainty...
"Just answer the question, dude... What do you have against Doctor Who?"
"I... don't?"
"Are you sure? Because, it seems like you do if I hearing you correctly..."
"Well, I did just kinda freestyle'd that shit in, like, a little over a minute, so... Sorry? I don't know where you're going with this..."
"I could ask you the same thing..." Aerosteam chimed in, his robotic bewilderment aiming at something else entirely... "Are you really the fucking Communist, FPLOON?"
"Of course not!" FPLOON stared into Aerosteam's eyes... "Do you honestly think I would kill a rabbit TWICE, a kitten, AND a Joker cosplayer?"
"I don't know! That's like asking why the Communist screwed themselves this badly to begin with!"
"Are you still going on about that?" Twintix had enough of Aerosteam's attitude. "We get it! The Communist is outnumbered! If every suspect gets executed, the innocent Troubleshooters win! La-de-da!"
"Was I talking to you? No!" Aerosteam paused as he gave Twintix the hand. "I'll deal with you later!"
"And what's that suppose to mean, huh?"
"He might mean he's coming after you to chat about something..." DoPo proclaimed, trying to keep an optimistic viewpoint. "Or maybe, he wants to to give you a hand... I mean, the probabilities are pretty endless if we really want to break it down statistically..."
"Or maybe you should shut the fuck up!" Aerosteam's temper was getting the best of him. "I didn't ask you for an evaluation!"
"Uh... Am we missing something here?" Some of the innocent Troubleshooters looked at each other, trying to figure out what was still going on around here... and I don't blame them, I guess... (They probably just need more pills...)
Fractral forced his gravel to headdesk as he shouted, "ENOUGH!" Silence returned once again. Caramel Frappe, who just so happened to be floating in the corner while sipping the everlasting frappe in his hands, shock his head in disappointment... "Now, FPLOON..." Fractral continued... "As majority voted by the Troubleshooters still living, as the friendly computer as our witness, you are sentenced to death by execution... You have said your final words as well as kinda answered my question about the Doctor Who thing, so would you kindly step to the left into the execution booth so that the friendly computer can execute you as follows..."
FPLOON smirked. "Whatevers... I knew the risk..." He walks into the execution booth, giving one last glance at all those still living... I can't really describe what could be going on inside FPLOON's head, but I can say that that Troubleshooter needs some pills or something... And just like a returning theme of party hats, silence was there to greet FPLOON one last time...
R.I.P., you suspect-looking Troubleshooter...
<color=#000000>Part 3 (Non-Canon)
*at the Gates of Purgatory*
FPLOON: Surprise, *****!
Gates of Purgatory: Aw fuck! Are you shitting me right now?
FPLOON: Nope... Just got executed... I honestly thought it was going to be Aerosteam...
Aerosteam: *off camera* I fucking heard that!
FPLOON: *to Gates of Purgatory* So... Aren't you going to let me in?
Gates of Purgatory: *sighs* Did you really have to ask?
FPLOON: No, but fuck it! Am I right?
Gates of Purgatory: God dammit! If you were the Communist, I wouldn't even open this shit for you in the first place!
FPLOON: Yeah yeah... Less gate-complainin' and more gate-spreadin'...
Gates of Purgatory: http://41.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7wxt1qjKf1qdul8po1_250.jpg
FPLOON: What? You know what I mean!
Gates of Purgatory: *gatepalms* I can see why they voted for you... *opens the gates*
FPLOON: *smiles* Thank you! http://media.giphy.com/media/33596VU45bsDC/giphy.gif
*at the Gates of Purgatory*
FPLOON: Surprise, *****!
Gates of Purgatory: Aw fuck! Are you shitting me right now?
FPLOON: Nope... Just got executed... I honestly thought it was going to be Aerosteam...
Aerosteam: *off camera* I fucking heard that!
FPLOON: *to Gates of Purgatory* So... Aren't you going to let me in?
Gates of Purgatory: *sighs* Did you really have to ask?
FPLOON: No, but fuck it! Am I right?
Gates of Purgatory: God dammit! If you were the Communist, I wouldn't even open this shit for you in the first place!
FPLOON: Yeah yeah... Less gate-complainin' and more gate-spreadin'...
Gates of Purgatory: http://41.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7wxt1qjKf1qdul8po1_250.jpg
FPLOON: What? You know what I mean!
Gates of Purgatory: *gatepalms* I can see why they voted for you... *opens the gates*
FPLOON: *smiles* Thank you! http://media.giphy.com/media/33596VU45bsDC/giphy.gif