Post by Trepa Mayfield on Mar 6, 2009 7:28:38 GMT -5
Peekercpa knew what was coming.
Unlike Dedede, who had, in his last hours, attempted to distract the townspeople, peeker had been denying his scumminess and proclaiming his towniness. No-one had bought it. Now, in these last few moments, he was accepting. He removed his disguise to reveal...
...a frail old man. One that no-one had ever seen before. Who was this and why was he here? "Who cares?" asked Pollux Oil as he ran a sword through his chest.
They went to peeker's room, using the key they took from his pocket to get in. It looked normal...except from the journal. It was a spiral bound notebook so bulging with papers and notes it would not even close halfway. Hoopy skimmed through it, hoping to find a name.
"The gods are merciful indeed. They have granted me a body with which I can finally leave this infernal prison forever! My new body is weak, though it is a small price to pay for freedom."
"I need a destination...perhaps I could visit those people I wronged so long ago...perhaps the blue penguin who had outsmarted me, or the pink blob who had rescued them... I hope they're okay..."
"I have found the people from before. They reside in a mansion next to a gladiatorial stadium. Apparently, 'Smashing' is all the rage around here. I introduced myself to the blue penguin. He was suspicious at first, but I convinced him I was not dangerous."
"NO....no! This stadium is horrible! The one they call 'Master Hand' has been charging exorbitant prices for admission, along with offering gambling stalls on the side. My friends know nothing about this, and are not paid. Furthermore, the medical care here is quite inadequate. It's only a matter of time before they start dying..."
"I tried to overthrow them...didn't work. Master Hand is gone, but it turns out he was low on the food chain. A smarmy Regional Master came...told me I was going to replace Master Hand...like hell! I talked to Dedede about it...it's time for rebellion!"
"We've got quite a ragtag group here! Dedede and I have been slowly but surely been spreading the word. We haven't gotten very far, but the people we have talked to have been convinced. He wants to make flyers, to speed up the process. I'm worried. The Regional Manager is a powerful person...if he catches wind of this, I shudder as to what will happen."
The last entry was dated the day before the first death.
"...so...If the good guys are the SCUM...do we, like, join them or something?" Everyone had thought it...no-one had dared to vocalize it.
"No." said Hoopy Frood. "I will not join a group of killers, no matter how noble their intentions are. We fight, to the death if need be."
Tabuu (SCUM Godfather) is dead. His disguise name was peekercpa.
Night.
Unlike Dedede, who had, in his last hours, attempted to distract the townspeople, peeker had been denying his scumminess and proclaiming his towniness. No-one had bought it. Now, in these last few moments, he was accepting. He removed his disguise to reveal...
...a frail old man. One that no-one had ever seen before. Who was this and why was he here? "Who cares?" asked Pollux Oil as he ran a sword through his chest.
They went to peeker's room, using the key they took from his pocket to get in. It looked normal...except from the journal. It was a spiral bound notebook so bulging with papers and notes it would not even close halfway. Hoopy skimmed through it, hoping to find a name.
"The gods are merciful indeed. They have granted me a body with which I can finally leave this infernal prison forever! My new body is weak, though it is a small price to pay for freedom."
"I need a destination...perhaps I could visit those people I wronged so long ago...perhaps the blue penguin who had outsmarted me, or the pink blob who had rescued them... I hope they're okay..."
"I have found the people from before. They reside in a mansion next to a gladiatorial stadium. Apparently, 'Smashing' is all the rage around here. I introduced myself to the blue penguin. He was suspicious at first, but I convinced him I was not dangerous."
"NO....no! This stadium is horrible! The one they call 'Master Hand' has been charging exorbitant prices for admission, along with offering gambling stalls on the side. My friends know nothing about this, and are not paid. Furthermore, the medical care here is quite inadequate. It's only a matter of time before they start dying..."
"I tried to overthrow them...didn't work. Master Hand is gone, but it turns out he was low on the food chain. A smarmy Regional Master came...told me I was going to replace Master Hand...like hell! I talked to Dedede about it...it's time for rebellion!"
"We've got quite a ragtag group here! Dedede and I have been slowly but surely been spreading the word. We haven't gotten very far, but the people we have talked to have been convinced. He wants to make flyers, to speed up the process. I'm worried. The Regional Manager is a powerful person...if he catches wind of this, I shudder as to what will happen."
The last entry was dated the day before the first death.
"...so...If the good guys are the SCUM...do we, like, join them or something?" Everyone had thought it...no-one had dared to vocalize it.
"No." said Hoopy Frood. "I will not join a group of killers, no matter how noble their intentions are. We fight, to the death if need be."
Tabuu (SCUM Godfather) is dead. His disguise name was peekercpa.
Night.