RE: MURDERFIA: DAY 2 (41/67)
04-13-2013, 09:58 AM
EVENT!
Not The Author merely yawns at the lynch mob's rising anger. I mean, it barely counts as anger, it's more a simmering consternation. You haven't even gotten him to soft lynch yet!
The shenanigans finally eke a tetchy sigh, at which point he fishes a Big Red Button out of his pocket and
EXPLOSIONS. EXPLOSIONS AND REVERSE EXPLOSIONS AND ASSORTED UNMITIGATED DESTRUCTION.
Everyone's ok though, unless there's people with undeclared allergies to Evil Smirks, because that's what NTA's rocking right now.
Not The Author has been modconfirmed as the MAFIA MASTERMIND.
Dooooooooom.
Day proceeds as usual. I'll give y'all 24 hours to lynch a dude I guess, barring day activations that might eat into that because WORK.
Not The Author merely yawns at the lynch mob's rising anger. I mean, it barely counts as anger, it's more a simmering consternation. You haven't even gotten him to soft lynch yet!
The shenanigans finally eke a tetchy sigh, at which point he fishes a Big Red Button out of his pocket and
EXPLOSIONS. EXPLOSIONS AND REVERSE EXPLOSIONS AND ASSORTED UNMITIGATED DESTRUCTION.
Everyone's ok though, unless there's people with undeclared allergies to Evil Smirks, because that's what NTA's rocking right now.
Not The Author has been modconfirmed as the MAFIA MASTERMIND.
Dooooooooom.
Day proceeds as usual. I'll give y'all 24 hours to lynch a dude I guess, barring day activations that might eat into that because WORK.
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow