Post by Pollux Oil on Nov 11, 2012 12:09:57 GMT -5
A bloodcurdling scream awoke everyone in the space station. The screams continued for a long, long time as the group gathered together. Only a few of them remained, but it became clear quite quickly who was screaming, and where the screams were coming from. The group raced to sinjin's room, where they found Inner Stickler standing in the doorway.
Sinjin was pinned against the back wall, a laughing boomerang having pierced her chest and gone into the wall. Sinjin screamed again, an unearthly wail that made the townspeople cover their ears in agony. She twisted against the boomerang, blood beginning to seep out of the wound as she shook herself to and fro. "This is not how it was supposed to go!" Sinjin screamed. "I was supposed to prove myself! I was supposed to WIN!" She struggled again. Her form flickering. She began to morph into a blonde in a pink dress, with a jeweled crown on top of her head. "Please help me! I'm one of you!" She gasped, stretching out a gloved hand.
LaurieRN reached out her hand, moving forward, but Inner Stickler slapped it away. Nobody else moved. The group not falling for her ruse, Sinjin roared, her form flickering and changing again. She began to take on another form: greyer skin, wider eyes. Another crown appeared on her head. "I hate you! I hate you all! You don't deserve this! It was my win! MY WIN! MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE-grk!"
Sinjin was finally silenced as Inner Stickler threw another boomerang, this one slicing into her head. Sinjin's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she slumped, dead. With a quick search, they found her journal detailed her plan of hostile takeover. How she wanted to prove herself to her lineage. How she had organized the plot to kill everyone on the space station. It was a gruesome read, but in the end, they had got her.
sinjin, aka The Gastard Heiress (Scum Godfather), went out kicking and screaming.
"Is...that it?" Sister Coyote asked fearfully. It wasn't. There was someone else missing now. The diminishing group hurried over to storyteller0910's room. The poor man was mumbling to himself, writing all over the walls. "Princess Peach...no that's not right...it's The Demon, then the princess, no no no. Deadeye Dick first. No. Yes, no, is Mal here? Yes, so is the speculator. They're all here...yes..." Storyteller continued to mumble, scattering a huge stack of bingo cards everywhere.
Colby11 picked up one of the bingo cards. Names had been written in, crossed out, written over. It seemed storyteller had been of two minds about everything. "He's mad," Colby11 said. "Too mad. Too mad even for us." Slowly, the group closed the door and locked storyteller away, the poor souls stuck in an infinite loop of discovery, forgetting, and discovery again.
storyteller0910, aka The Chia Bingo Riddler (Third-Party Nonhostile Special), missed his win condition by a hair.
Upon storyteller's dismissal, peekercpa began to dance. "You killed me! I got you all to kill me! Mwahahaha!" He spun around, taking a deep bow. "YOU ALL KILLED ME!" He shouted, his voice reverberating. "This has been a fun distraction, but really. I think it's time I headed home. Thanks for paying attention to me!" With a sharp salute, Deadpool vanished into thin air.
peekercpa, aka Deadpool (Third-Party Nonhostile Jester), annoyed you all to his death. Twice. And then lived to talk about it.
"So is that everyone?" gnarycharlie asked. "Is this place...ours?" He turned to face the others. JustBeingGinger let out a manic giggle. Gnarlycharlie started giggling as well. Soon the entire group was giggling, except for Meeko. "You all are nuts," he muttered, before finally succumbing to the giggles himself.
Then they heard a slow clapping over the loudspeaker. Returning to the room where it all started. On the big screen was Pollux, clapping loudly. "Bravo! Bravo! It seems that the so-called mentally deficient have persevered. Maybe we all need to go a little mad sometimes!" Pollux cleared his throat. "The Gastards congratulate you on a job well done. You managed to pull yourselves together even when the numbers were stacked against you. Now, the station is yours." He put on a hat. "Now, if you'll excuse me...I have somewhere else to be." The screen winked off.
And the group celebrated.
Sister Coyote, aka Lee Hallen, Former Blade Runner (Town Mason Cop)
Inner Stickler, aka The Joker (Town Vigilante)
Colby11, aka Bob the Illithid (Town Recruiter)
JustBeingGinger, aka Judge, Jury, and Executioner (Town Special)
LaurieRN, aka Dr. Horrible (Town Paranoid Doctor)
gnarlycharlie, aka Capt. Mal Reynolds (Town Alignment Cop)
and
Meeko, aka Deadeye Dick (Town Watcher/Tracker)
WIN!
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Town wins!
Deadpool wins!
The Mercenary wins!
Peacekeepers win!
Everyone else loses.
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GAME OVER!
Sinjin was pinned against the back wall, a laughing boomerang having pierced her chest and gone into the wall. Sinjin screamed again, an unearthly wail that made the townspeople cover their ears in agony. She twisted against the boomerang, blood beginning to seep out of the wound as she shook herself to and fro. "This is not how it was supposed to go!" Sinjin screamed. "I was supposed to prove myself! I was supposed to WIN!" She struggled again. Her form flickering. She began to morph into a blonde in a pink dress, with a jeweled crown on top of her head. "Please help me! I'm one of you!" She gasped, stretching out a gloved hand.
LaurieRN reached out her hand, moving forward, but Inner Stickler slapped it away. Nobody else moved. The group not falling for her ruse, Sinjin roared, her form flickering and changing again. She began to take on another form: greyer skin, wider eyes. Another crown appeared on her head. "I hate you! I hate you all! You don't deserve this! It was my win! MY WIN! MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE-grk!"
Sinjin was finally silenced as Inner Stickler threw another boomerang, this one slicing into her head. Sinjin's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she slumped, dead. With a quick search, they found her journal detailed her plan of hostile takeover. How she wanted to prove herself to her lineage. How she had organized the plot to kill everyone on the space station. It was a gruesome read, but in the end, they had got her.
sinjin, aka The Gastard Heiress (Scum Godfather), went out kicking and screaming.
"Is...that it?" Sister Coyote asked fearfully. It wasn't. There was someone else missing now. The diminishing group hurried over to storyteller0910's room. The poor man was mumbling to himself, writing all over the walls. "Princess Peach...no that's not right...it's The Demon, then the princess, no no no. Deadeye Dick first. No. Yes, no, is Mal here? Yes, so is the speculator. They're all here...yes..." Storyteller continued to mumble, scattering a huge stack of bingo cards everywhere.
Colby11 picked up one of the bingo cards. Names had been written in, crossed out, written over. It seemed storyteller had been of two minds about everything. "He's mad," Colby11 said. "Too mad. Too mad even for us." Slowly, the group closed the door and locked storyteller away, the poor souls stuck in an infinite loop of discovery, forgetting, and discovery again.
storyteller0910, aka The Chia Bingo Riddler (Third-Party Nonhostile Special), missed his win condition by a hair.
Upon storyteller's dismissal, peekercpa began to dance. "You killed me! I got you all to kill me! Mwahahaha!" He spun around, taking a deep bow. "YOU ALL KILLED ME!" He shouted, his voice reverberating. "This has been a fun distraction, but really. I think it's time I headed home. Thanks for paying attention to me!" With a sharp salute, Deadpool vanished into thin air.
peekercpa, aka Deadpool (Third-Party Nonhostile Jester), annoyed you all to his death. Twice. And then lived to talk about it.
"So is that everyone?" gnarycharlie asked. "Is this place...ours?" He turned to face the others. JustBeingGinger let out a manic giggle. Gnarlycharlie started giggling as well. Soon the entire group was giggling, except for Meeko. "You all are nuts," he muttered, before finally succumbing to the giggles himself.
Then they heard a slow clapping over the loudspeaker. Returning to the room where it all started. On the big screen was Pollux, clapping loudly. "Bravo! Bravo! It seems that the so-called mentally deficient have persevered. Maybe we all need to go a little mad sometimes!" Pollux cleared his throat. "The Gastards congratulate you on a job well done. You managed to pull yourselves together even when the numbers were stacked against you. Now, the station is yours." He put on a hat. "Now, if you'll excuse me...I have somewhere else to be." The screen winked off.
And the group celebrated.
Sister Coyote, aka Lee Hallen, Former Blade Runner (Town Mason Cop)
Inner Stickler, aka The Joker (Town Vigilante)
Colby11, aka Bob the Illithid (Town Recruiter)
JustBeingGinger, aka Judge, Jury, and Executioner (Town Special)
LaurieRN, aka Dr. Horrible (Town Paranoid Doctor)
gnarlycharlie, aka Capt. Mal Reynolds (Town Alignment Cop)
and
Meeko, aka Deadeye Dick (Town Watcher/Tracker)
WIN!
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Town wins!
Deadpool wins!
The Mercenary wins!
Peacekeepers win!
Everyone else loses.
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GAME OVER!