Serial Killer Round 7 (let's try this again)
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It's actually my eighteenth birthday today. So massive JIB party today.
Edit also War you shouldn't feel bad about having to PM someone for there vote. Actually you could be helping them as they may forget that they joined this round. Just next time update the killed/execution list so you don't end up waiting for a dead person's vote:b
Edit also War you shouldn't feel bad about having to PM someone for there vote. Actually you could be helping them as they may forget that they joined this round. Just next time update the killed/execution list so you don't end up waiting for a dead person's vote:b
Damn it, I'm still alive, I want JIB. 
*shoots himself*
On a side note, why does stuff always happen after I have gone to sleep?
I am going to respond to everything that happened while I was asleep.
I have already passed a year it was the same day I made my first thread and a thousandth post.
I WANT CAKE! super duper multi caramel crazy cake pls.
He made an account just to play this? I hope he isn't dissapointed about how boring this is and how it turns out to be just a waiting game.
*shoots himself*On a side note, why does stuff always happen after I have gone to sleep?
I am going to respond to everything that happened while I was asleep.
I have already passed a year
it was the same day I made my first thread and a thousandth post.I WANT CAKE! super duper multi caramel crazy cake pls.
He made an account just to play this? I hope he isn't dissapointed about how boring this is and how it turns out to be just a waiting game.
Yes, true, but you'd have to feel at least a bit ridiculous if you PM'd someone for a vote... AND THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD!elementsoul said:
I meant the other Bethesda game, Fallout 3.CounterAttack said:
"Aaaah. This is lovely," Neon murmured to himself as he took a seat in front of the tv. He'd been running around all day, trying to avoid the murderer who was on the loose. He figured that he's just get in the way if he actually went out and tried to help find the fucker, so simply staying alive was the best thing for him to do.
Suddenly, the lights in the house went out.
"Fuck! Now I can't watch the Jona...MYTHBUSTERS," Neon yelled in frustration. With a sigh of irritation, he pushed himself up out of the chair, and walked across the room to get a candle. Upon lighting it, a small sphere of light spilled out around him.
"...this just won't do," he thought to himself. Looking around for a moment, he found a roll of duct tape.
"God? If you're there? I love you right now. So very much."
Five minutes later, Neon had a fifteen-candle holder made from the lovely tape.
With a good twenty feet of light, Neon felt confident enough to find out what the hell was going on. He headed into the foyer, and passed by a large pane of glass. As he walked by, there was a loud whoooosh, and Neon looked out the window. A small orange circle seemed to be approaching him at high speed.
"BALLS OF THE ELDAR! Heatseeker?!" He tossed the hastily constructed candelabra aside, and jumped out the window just as the missile homed in on the candles.
The explosion punted Neon into the air a good fifty feet, and he crashed to the ground in front of a small collection of people. One of them was holding a smoking tube.
"Berethond? What the hell man?! I thought you knew I wasn't the killer!"
<color=gray>"That was before the seven of us put some thought into the whole thing. I know you lied to me."
"Oh, Berethond...I never lied to you. I may have left things out, but I never lied."
The big Bere, unswayed by the words Neon was spewing, pulled out a rather hefty knife. Raising it above his head, he began to swing it into Neon's head when a five foot shard of glass fell from the sky and decapitated Neon. The rolling head seemed to laugh at the gathered people as it rolled away. At least, it did until Bere stabbed it to the ground anyway.
That's right, fools! I wasn't the killer!
Suddenly, the lights in the house went out.
"Fuck! Now I can't watch the Jona...MYTHBUSTERS," Neon yelled in frustration. With a sigh of irritation, he pushed himself up out of the chair, and walked across the room to get a candle. Upon lighting it, a small sphere of light spilled out around him.
"...this just won't do," he thought to himself. Looking around for a moment, he found a roll of duct tape.
"God? If you're there? I love you right now. So very much."
Five minutes later, Neon had a fifteen-candle holder made from the lovely tape.
With a good twenty feet of light, Neon felt confident enough to find out what the hell was going on. He headed into the foyer, and passed by a large pane of glass. As he walked by, there was a loud whoooosh, and Neon looked out the window. A small orange circle seemed to be approaching him at high speed.
"BALLS OF THE ELDAR! Heatseeker?!" He tossed the hastily constructed candelabra aside, and jumped out the window just as the missile homed in on the candles.
The explosion punted Neon into the air a good fifty feet, and he crashed to the ground in front of a small collection of people. One of them was holding a smoking tube.
"Berethond? What the hell man?! I thought you knew I wasn't the killer!"
<color=gray>"That was before the seven of us put some thought into the whole thing. I know you lied to me."
"Oh, Berethond...I never lied to you. I may have left things out, but I never lied."
The big Bere, unswayed by the words Neon was spewing, pulled out a rather hefty knife. Raising it above his head, he began to swing it into Neon's head when a five foot shard of glass fell from the sky and decapitated Neon. The rolling head seemed to laugh at the gathered people as it rolled away. At least, it did until Bere stabbed it to the ground anyway.
That's right, fools! I wasn't the killer!
You can't hide from the votes *evil laugh*Neonbob said:
Well its all your fault for lack of Caruso's to inspire usHubilub said:
