Mafia - Second Game - OVER
Moderator: TheMachine
Dexail - Sentencing
Dexail, the jury has found you to be guilty of the killings taken place over the past few nights.
Dexail is led to a very small room with no ventilation. In one corner is a big pot with baked beans. Taking up the rest of the room is Dexail. Dexail is shoved in here, and the door is locked behind him. It is only a matter of a minutes till his hunger becomes a powerful force, and he eats the beans. However, the stench of his farts soon contributes to his imminent. asphyxiation.
They call this place - The Gas Chamber!
RIP Citizen Dexail
Dexail, the jury has found you to be guilty of the killings taken place over the past few nights.
Dexail is led to a very small room with no ventilation. In one corner is a big pot with baked beans. Taking up the rest of the room is Dexail. Dexail is shoved in here, and the door is locked behind him. It is only a matter of a minutes till his hunger becomes a powerful force, and he eats the beans. However, the stench of his farts soon contributes to his imminent. asphyxiation.
They call this place - The Gas Chamber!
RIP Citizen Dexail
Waikiki - Sentencing
Waikiki, you have been found guilty of involvement in the crimes committed these past nights.
Waikiki, please follow the bailiff, he will make sure your punishment is carried out effectively.
Waikiki is led down the hall and out of the courthouse entirely.
"Awesome, you're gonna let me go now? " Waikiki said hopefully.
"Nope...we have a special surprise for you."
Waikiki is led down the street, around a few corners, and to a warehouse. He is left in the middle. The bailiff runs out, and says "Time to die a monk_puller01"
The bailiff witnesses the following scene through a slit on the outside of the door. The warehouse is quiet, Waikiki looks around confused, hoping for an alternate exit.
A low rumbling is felt underneath the ground. It builds until it could be considered a magnitude 7.0 earthquake. Out of the ground, breaking the concrete that lines the floor of the warehouse pop several creatures in a circle around Waikiki. Lord Nagafen, Lady Vox, Cazic Thule, Innoruuk, Lord Trakenon all look down at Waikiki. They toy with him a bit by running him around the warehouse until finally Lord Nagafen bites Waikiki's head off, Cazic Thule stomps on him, Innoruuk zaps him to a crisp, and Lady Vox freezes him to a block of ice.
RIP Citizen Waikiki
Waikiki, you have been found guilty of involvement in the crimes committed these past nights.
Waikiki, please follow the bailiff, he will make sure your punishment is carried out effectively.
Waikiki is led down the hall and out of the courthouse entirely.
"Awesome, you're gonna let me go now? " Waikiki said hopefully.
"Nope...we have a special surprise for you."
Waikiki is led down the street, around a few corners, and to a warehouse. He is left in the middle. The bailiff runs out, and says "Time to die a monk_puller01"
The bailiff witnesses the following scene through a slit on the outside of the door. The warehouse is quiet, Waikiki looks around confused, hoping for an alternate exit.
A low rumbling is felt underneath the ground. It builds until it could be considered a magnitude 7.0 earthquake. Out of the ground, breaking the concrete that lines the floor of the warehouse pop several creatures in a circle around Waikiki. Lord Nagafen, Lady Vox, Cazic Thule, Innoruuk, Lord Trakenon all look down at Waikiki. They toy with him a bit by running him around the warehouse until finally Lord Nagafen bites Waikiki's head off, Cazic Thule stomps on him, Innoruuk zaps him to a crisp, and Lady Vox freezes him to a block of ice.
RIP Citizen Waikiki
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Hoarmurath
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Rellix is interrogated...
Rellix sat down at Cafe Del Tierra Sagrada. It was a little cafe a block away from his apartment. He took the same place he usually takes every day for the past 3 months. The trials had been lingering in his mind. He had a plan to stay safe from the remaining mafia - vote innocent and he would be safe. So far so good. He was pretty sure he was not next on the Mafia's hit list. He also thoguht that keeping his routine was a good idea. A detective would be nervous at this point, and if he looked nervous, he might draw enough suspicion to reside in the morgue tomorrow.
After a light dinner, he walked back home as nonchalantly as possible.
A 1 block walk, and a short elevator ride later, he arrived at the doorway to his apartment. He fished the keys out of his jacket and unlocked the door. As per his usual routine, he started to walk to the closet across from the door to put his jacket away. He got 2 steps inside the door when suddenly he felt a flash of pain at the back of his head, and about half a second later lost consciousness.
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Rellix started to come out of consciousness. He expected to see his alarm clock on the nightstand at 5 minutes before it would ring. He feels quite numb for some reason. He slowly opens his eyes to see the ceiling of his darkened bedroom. It dawns on him that he can't feel his entire body. Rellix tries to sit up, but the leather belts at his hands and feet prevent him from doing so.
"Good morning sunshine." A heavy built but short man in a dark outfit in the corner of his room says in his deep voice.
"Aww fuck. What in the hell is going on? I don't have anything to do with you people!"
"'You people?' Come on, if you know who us people are you must have some of the information we're looking for. And I suggest you cooperate. You'll notice you can't feel anything below your chest. That will chance soon, and my friend Crazy Jimmy over there has been having some fun with your flesh and some surgical equipment. "
Rellix looked in the other direction and noticed 'Crazy Jimmy' dragging something across his thigh. Crazy Jimmy was ugly, but in a psychotic way. He was quite tall and lanky even bent over. Crazy jimmy held up a hand with a scalpel, a razor blade from a box cutter, and what looked to be a dental instrument.
"Okay, enough for now Jimmy...if he doesn't cooperate you can have some more fun with him."
"Allright spanky," the Taller man said, "Tell us who your buddies down at the precinct are."
"I don't know anything. Don't you think if I did I would tell you?"
"Wrong answer..." the man in the corner said.
Crazy Jimmy took the scalpel, and came close to Rellix' face. He forced his head back down into the pillow, and brought the scalpel to Rellix's eye. Slowly, he made an incision in the white part, causing considerable pain.
Rellix screamed in pain. He not only screamed, he yelled, cried, shat himself, and pissed all over the bed.
"Fuck, this is getting us nowhere." the man in the corner said calmly.
The man in the corner came out of the corner, and yanked the pillow from under Rellix's flailing head. He then shoved it in his face, and quickly put a bullet from his magnum into Rellix's head.
"Shit Jimmy, you're way too good at your job..."
RIP Citizen Rellix
Rellix sat down at Cafe Del Tierra Sagrada. It was a little cafe a block away from his apartment. He took the same place he usually takes every day for the past 3 months. The trials had been lingering in his mind. He had a plan to stay safe from the remaining mafia - vote innocent and he would be safe. So far so good. He was pretty sure he was not next on the Mafia's hit list. He also thoguht that keeping his routine was a good idea. A detective would be nervous at this point, and if he looked nervous, he might draw enough suspicion to reside in the morgue tomorrow.
After a light dinner, he walked back home as nonchalantly as possible.
A 1 block walk, and a short elevator ride later, he arrived at the doorway to his apartment. He fished the keys out of his jacket and unlocked the door. As per his usual routine, he started to walk to the closet across from the door to put his jacket away. He got 2 steps inside the door when suddenly he felt a flash of pain at the back of his head, and about half a second later lost consciousness.
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Rellix started to come out of consciousness. He expected to see his alarm clock on the nightstand at 5 minutes before it would ring. He feels quite numb for some reason. He slowly opens his eyes to see the ceiling of his darkened bedroom. It dawns on him that he can't feel his entire body. Rellix tries to sit up, but the leather belts at his hands and feet prevent him from doing so.
"Good morning sunshine." A heavy built but short man in a dark outfit in the corner of his room says in his deep voice.
"Aww fuck. What in the hell is going on? I don't have anything to do with you people!"
"'You people?' Come on, if you know who us people are you must have some of the information we're looking for. And I suggest you cooperate. You'll notice you can't feel anything below your chest. That will chance soon, and my friend Crazy Jimmy over there has been having some fun with your flesh and some surgical equipment. "
Rellix looked in the other direction and noticed 'Crazy Jimmy' dragging something across his thigh. Crazy Jimmy was ugly, but in a psychotic way. He was quite tall and lanky even bent over. Crazy jimmy held up a hand with a scalpel, a razor blade from a box cutter, and what looked to be a dental instrument.
"Okay, enough for now Jimmy...if he doesn't cooperate you can have some more fun with him."
"Allright spanky," the Taller man said, "Tell us who your buddies down at the precinct are."
"I don't know anything. Don't you think if I did I would tell you?"
"Wrong answer..." the man in the corner said.
Crazy Jimmy took the scalpel, and came close to Rellix' face. He forced his head back down into the pillow, and brought the scalpel to Rellix's eye. Slowly, he made an incision in the white part, causing considerable pain.
Rellix screamed in pain. He not only screamed, he yelled, cried, shat himself, and pissed all over the bed.
"Fuck, this is getting us nowhere." the man in the corner said calmly.
The man in the corner came out of the corner, and yanked the pillow from under Rellix's flailing head. He then shoved it in his face, and quickly put a bullet from his magnum into Rellix's head.
"Shit Jimmy, you're way too good at your job..."
RIP Citizen Rellix
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Rivera Bladestrike
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VICIOUS!
My name is (removed to protect dolphinlovers)
Rivera / Shiezer - EQ (Retired)
What I Am Listening To
Rivera / Shiezer - EQ (Retired)
What I Am Listening To
Fash has a blast snowboarding!
After the trial, there were a lot of things going through Fash's head. He decided that it would be best to rest a little bit and think about events more. Fash went home to his apartment, grabbed his snowboard, and got dressed for winter. He threw everything in the car, and started the 2 hour drive to Grand Tressle Mountain.
On the highway to the mountain, Fash pondered today's events. It seems the Mafia are still at it, but Waikiki and Dexail were both innocent...Who else could it be? He ran through all the trials and everyone's statements in his head over and over on the way.
Fash eventually arrived in the parking lot to the mountain. He went through the process of putting on the rest of his cold weather clothes, took out his snowboard, and locked the door to his car.
Half an hour, and one lift ticket later he was riding down the slopes. It was night by now, so the night lights were all on, and there were a few people also having fun. Fash was still trying to figure things out in his head. He took a run he knew well from during the day. It wasn't lit very well right now however.
"Damn, couldn't they at least light this place up a little better?" Fash thought.
Little did he know it was about to get very very bright. In his jacket was a tiny GPS receiver and radio transmitter. Small enough to not be seen, but powerful enough to pick up the GPS signals through his coat.
About 10 miles away, in the sky, the rocket flew. It had picked up it's signals from it's controller, and was in it's descent.
Fash however was totally oblivious to the imminent threat. He tried to make his way through the trail in the dark, squinting. Fash suddenly heard a large rumbling in the sky. Looking up, he saw the rocket's front. It was far away, then suddenly right in front of his face. That was probably the last thing Fash saw. The rocket had torn Fash's head clean off.
The nuclear explosion that happened shortly afterwards would make it an undesirable place for recreation for many years to come.
RIP Detective Fash
After the trial, there were a lot of things going through Fash's head. He decided that it would be best to rest a little bit and think about events more. Fash went home to his apartment, grabbed his snowboard, and got dressed for winter. He threw everything in the car, and started the 2 hour drive to Grand Tressle Mountain.
On the highway to the mountain, Fash pondered today's events. It seems the Mafia are still at it, but Waikiki and Dexail were both innocent...Who else could it be? He ran through all the trials and everyone's statements in his head over and over on the way.
Fash eventually arrived in the parking lot to the mountain. He went through the process of putting on the rest of his cold weather clothes, took out his snowboard, and locked the door to his car.
Half an hour, and one lift ticket later he was riding down the slopes. It was night by now, so the night lights were all on, and there were a few people also having fun. Fash was still trying to figure things out in his head. He took a run he knew well from during the day. It wasn't lit very well right now however.
"Damn, couldn't they at least light this place up a little better?" Fash thought.
Little did he know it was about to get very very bright. In his jacket was a tiny GPS receiver and radio transmitter. Small enough to not be seen, but powerful enough to pick up the GPS signals through his coat.
About 10 miles away, in the sky, the rocket flew. It had picked up it's signals from it's controller, and was in it's descent.
Fash however was totally oblivious to the imminent threat. He tried to make his way through the trail in the dark, squinting. Fash suddenly heard a large rumbling in the sky. Looking up, he saw the rocket's front. It was far away, then suddenly right in front of his face. That was probably the last thing Fash saw. The rocket had torn Fash's head clean off.
The nuclear explosion that happened shortly afterwards would make it an undesirable place for recreation for many years to come.
RIP Detective Fash
NneenaFS sees the sword juggler.
NneenaFS rode the 5th train to Rillon home. It was the cheapest way, but was sometimes annoying because it was how all the circus workers and carnies went home every day. Across the from her, the bearded lady, and 3 clowns sat. It wouldn't be so bad if the bearded lady didn't fart so much, and the clowns had taken off their costumes. Every bump in the tracks, the bells on their clown suits would jingle.
From the door to the car behind them, in walked a somewhat well built man carrying 3 swords.
"Oh Geezus, it's Carl." One clown said to another. The three of them stood up and walked to the car ahead of them.
"Why don't they like you?" NneenaFS asked.
"I don't know, but good riddance, that bearded 'lady'," he said as he made 'quote marks' with his fingers "is fuckin smelly."
"Yeah...what can you eat to make those kinds of smells, my god!" Nneena said.
"Hey, mind if I show you my new routine?" The sword juggler asked.
"Sure, go ahead..."
"Okay, here goes."
The sword juggler juggled his swords in the air, underneath his legs, behind his head, and around his waist.
Nneena was enthralled by his performance, so she did not expect what happened next. The sword juggler threw three swords into the air one by one, and as they came down, he hurled them at Nneena. The first one buried itself in the middle of her chest, the second one deep in her head, landing in her eye, and the third one in her shoulder.
RIP Citizen NneenaFS
NneenaFS rode the 5th train to Rillon home. It was the cheapest way, but was sometimes annoying because it was how all the circus workers and carnies went home every day. Across the from her, the bearded lady, and 3 clowns sat. It wouldn't be so bad if the bearded lady didn't fart so much, and the clowns had taken off their costumes. Every bump in the tracks, the bells on their clown suits would jingle.
From the door to the car behind them, in walked a somewhat well built man carrying 3 swords.
"Oh Geezus, it's Carl." One clown said to another. The three of them stood up and walked to the car ahead of them.
"Why don't they like you?" NneenaFS asked.
"I don't know, but good riddance, that bearded 'lady'," he said as he made 'quote marks' with his fingers "is fuckin smelly."
"Yeah...what can you eat to make those kinds of smells, my god!" Nneena said.
"Hey, mind if I show you my new routine?" The sword juggler asked.
"Sure, go ahead..."
"Okay, here goes."
The sword juggler juggled his swords in the air, underneath his legs, behind his head, and around his waist.
Nneena was enthralled by his performance, so she did not expect what happened next. The sword juggler threw three swords into the air one by one, and as they came down, he hurled them at Nneena. The first one buried itself in the middle of her chest, the second one deep in her head, landing in her eye, and the third one in her shoulder.
RIP Citizen NneenaFS
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Rivera Bladestrike
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- Joined: September 15, 2002, 4:55 pm
Die detectives die!
My name is (removed to protect dolphinlovers)
Rivera / Shiezer - EQ (Retired)
What I Am Listening To
Rivera / Shiezer - EQ (Retired)
What I Am Listening To
(Well maybe not Fash's as he was obliterated in such a way as to leave no DNA molecule unbroken, making identification impossible. We're pretty sure he's dead though. )
Day 5 Trials
Two are dragged from their slumber and hauled into the courtroom in the morning.
Lynnsie
Lynnsie is dragged into the courtroom to defend herself against the accusations of the mass murder.
Detective says:
Lynnsie has voted guilty 3 out of the 4 times she voted. The only one she didn't vote guilty for was Dexail. But with such flimsy evidence, there would have been no reason to vote guilty, so she didn't to avoid casting suspicion on herself.
Lynnsie, post your defense please.
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Soreali
Soreali has only tried to vote once during the whole game. The person he voted against was Midnyte_Ragebringer who was obviously guilty. By voting late he managed to avoid casting a ballot that would make a difference, but still managed to make it look like he's 'in the game.'
Soreali, post your defense please.
Two are dragged from their slumber and hauled into the courtroom in the morning.
Lynnsie
Lynnsie is dragged into the courtroom to defend herself against the accusations of the mass murder.
Detective says:
Lynnsie has voted guilty 3 out of the 4 times she voted. The only one she didn't vote guilty for was Dexail. But with such flimsy evidence, there would have been no reason to vote guilty, so she didn't to avoid casting suspicion on herself.
Lynnsie, post your defense please.
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Soreali
Soreali has only tried to vote once during the whole game. The person he voted against was Midnyte_Ragebringer who was obviously guilty. By voting late he managed to avoid casting a ballot that would make a difference, but still managed to make it look like he's 'in the game.'
Soreali, post your defense please.
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Soreali
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- XBL Gamertag: Dyerseve 1321
- Location: Jersey
I figured the day would come soon enough that I would have to defend myself from false prosecution.
Unfortunatly I barely have time to myself, let alone enough time to carry out these horrific slayings. I work 8-5 Monday through Friday at Staples and I go to class every night.. Last night I was stuck in my own personal torture far worse than any death sentence carried out so far.. Introduction to Sociology with a professor who's a retired social worker (go figure) and absolutly loves the sound of her own voice. They say the human mind can't focus on anything for more than two hours, and I believe them. I almost saved the Mafia the trouble of taking me out and did it myself. As for my absence in voting, pretty much the same reasons stated above (just not having to deal with the sociology teacher). I try to keep up as much as I can but like I said before, unfortunatly I have almost no time to myself to be able to decide the accuseds fate.
In closing, I ask that you clear me of these terrible murders that I could not have commited and pity me for the true nightmare I had to really deal with.
Unfortunatly I barely have time to myself, let alone enough time to carry out these horrific slayings. I work 8-5 Monday through Friday at Staples and I go to class every night.. Last night I was stuck in my own personal torture far worse than any death sentence carried out so far.. Introduction to Sociology with a professor who's a retired social worker (go figure) and absolutly loves the sound of her own voice. They say the human mind can't focus on anything for more than two hours, and I believe them. I almost saved the Mafia the trouble of taking me out and did it myself. As for my absence in voting, pretty much the same reasons stated above (just not having to deal with the sociology teacher). I try to keep up as much as I can but like I said before, unfortunatly I have almost no time to myself to be able to decide the accuseds fate.
In closing, I ask that you clear me of these terrible murders that I could not have commited and pity me for the true nightmare I had to really deal with.
Timmah.
Voting status for Soreali
Code: Select all
Guilty Not Guilty
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Shanter Canoe
Hoarmurath Animale
Akaran_D Lynks
Faerin
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I know that voting guilty 3 out of 4 times may give reason to be concerned for some of you, but I am only trying to vote the right way to make sure that the right people get punished for the crimes they commit. I am really new to this game and have had to ask Lohrno lots of questions...I seriously don't have the imagination it takes to come up with some of these crazy ass schemes Lohrno posts when someone dies. As for my alibi...I was sick last night and was in and out of bed off and on. Slept off and on till 7pm or so then back to sleep at 10pm woke up at midnight and still have yet to go to sleep again. My fiance can attest to my whereabouts as he was waiting on me hand and foot last night to care for me.
In closing, I am still learning this game, so where as you may think my voting patterns can be a bit sketchy..It is me just trying to make the best decision I can with the evidence represented here.
Hopefully, I wont be another citizen dragged to my death because I am still learning the game.
Oh and btw, why would I kill anyone with a hot Brad Pitt avatar, everyone on the boards knows I lust after him.
Edited: I said put in jail, instead of punished..I blame lack of sleep for my stupity in typing ><
In closing, I am still learning this game, so where as you may think my voting patterns can be a bit sketchy..It is me just trying to make the best decision I can with the evidence represented here.
Hopefully, I wont be another citizen dragged to my death because I am still learning the game.
Oh and btw, why would I kill anyone with a hot Brad Pitt avatar, everyone on the boards knows I lust after him.
Edited: I said put in jail, instead of punished..I blame lack of sleep for my stupity in typing ><
Lynnsie Voting Status
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Guilty Not Guilty
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Animale Canoe
Lynks Hoarmurath
Akaran_D Shanter
Faerin Soreali
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Hoarmurath
- Star Farmer
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Soreali
- Way too much time!
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Hoarmurath wrote:Lynnsie: Not guilty (soft spot for clerics)
Soreali: Guilty as hell!!
That means he has one of these:Soreali wrote:I work 8-5 Monday through Friday at Staples
Actually no, those haven't been rolled out into stores yet.. They haven't given us a time frame as to when they'll be putting them in stores.. From what I'm hearing its a pin that I'm going to have to wear.. It makes me a sad panda
Timmah.
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Akaran_D
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Guilty for both..
If sore hadn't posted, he would hae been struck by the wrath of the GM..
Even if Lynn hadn't killed noel, that's not to say she wouldn't want vengance on whomever did..
If sore hadn't posted, he would hae been struck by the wrath of the GM..
Even if Lynn hadn't killed noel, that's not to say she wouldn't want vengance on whomever did..
Akaran of Mistmoore, formerly Akaran of Veeshan
I know I'm good at what I do, but I know I'm not the best.
But I guess that on the other hand, I could be like the rest.
I know I'm good at what I do, but I know I'm not the best.
But I guess that on the other hand, I could be like the rest.
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Drolgin Steingrinder
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- PSN ID: Drolgin
- Location: Århus, Denmark
Voting has closed.
Voting has closed, sentencing will be done soon. The Detective will decide Lynnsie's fate.
Soreali
Soreali, you have been found guilty of the charges of slaughtering all those poor innocent people.
Judge Lohrno Snaps his fingers, and Soreali instantly dissappears from the courtroom.
Life was tense on Alderran. Their possible destruction was at hand with the Death star looming on the horizon.
At a small village, two people notice something falling from the sky. It looks like a human flailing it's arms and legs wildly. It was then that they saw the huge green beam of light obliterate it, and the whole planet.
RIP Soreali ... The Mafia
Voting has closed, sentencing will be done soon. The Detective will decide Lynnsie's fate.
Soreali
Soreali, you have been found guilty of the charges of slaughtering all those poor innocent people.
Judge Lohrno Snaps his fingers, and Soreali instantly dissappears from the courtroom.
Life was tense on Alderran. Their possible destruction was at hand with the Death star looming on the horizon.
At a small village, two people notice something falling from the sky. It looks like a human flailing it's arms and legs wildly. It was then that they saw the huge green beam of light obliterate it, and the whole planet.
RIP Soreali ... The Mafia
Sentencing - Lynnsie
Lynnsie, you have been found guilty of heinously and savagely killing the poor people of this town.
"You put Soreali in Star Wars, can't I be in a Brad Pitt movie?"
Judge Lohrno looks at Lynnsie and notices that she is wearing somewhat skimpy clothing. He considers this for a second.
"You got it!" Judge Lohrno says.
With a snap of the fingers, Lynnsie dissappears.
--Setting: A snowwy mountain somewhere near Tibet.--
Lynnsie appears on the rocky snowwy mountainside. Far down the mountain, she notices a small speck slowly moving at the bottom of the mountain. It is Brad Pitt. Instantly the negative temperatures hit her. "Brrrr! Fuck it's cold! Lohrno you asshole! "
"BRAD WAIT UP!" Lynnsie screamed. But he was way too far to hear anything. Especially with the biting 40 mph winds.
She decided she would run down after the object of her dreams. She lost all feeling in her feet. Unfortunately, with the cold and her senses being dulled by the snowwy winds, it was not long till she tripped. Down and down she fell in long tumbles, occaisionally bouncing off of rocks, deep into snow, off of other rocks, and finally comming to rest in deep snow halfway down the mountain. At this point she was obviously unconscious. And the cold would ensure that she would remain unconsious forever.
RIP Lynnsie ... The Mafia
Lynnsie, you have been found guilty of heinously and savagely killing the poor people of this town.
"You put Soreali in Star Wars, can't I be in a Brad Pitt movie?"
Judge Lohrno looks at Lynnsie and notices that she is wearing somewhat skimpy clothing. He considers this for a second.
"You got it!" Judge Lohrno says.
With a snap of the fingers, Lynnsie dissappears.
--Setting: A snowwy mountain somewhere near Tibet.--
Lynnsie appears on the rocky snowwy mountainside. Far down the mountain, she notices a small speck slowly moving at the bottom of the mountain. It is Brad Pitt. Instantly the negative temperatures hit her. "Brrrr! Fuck it's cold! Lohrno you asshole! "
"BRAD WAIT UP!" Lynnsie screamed. But he was way too far to hear anything. Especially with the biting 40 mph winds.
She decided she would run down after the object of her dreams. She lost all feeling in her feet. Unfortunately, with the cold and her senses being dulled by the snowwy winds, it was not long till she tripped. Down and down she fell in long tumbles, occaisionally bouncing off of rocks, deep into snow, off of other rocks, and finally comming to rest in deep snow halfway down the mountain. At this point she was obviously unconscious. And the cold would ensure that she would remain unconsious forever.
RIP Lynnsie ... The Mafia