Re: WHO ARE THE REAL MONSTERS?!?!?!??!? MAFIA D1: Some guy died
01-26-2013, 09:34 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MalkyTop.
I WASN'T REALLY PAYINT ATITENTION TO WHAT WAS ACTUALLY HAPPENING SO I DUNNO.
People went aback and forth antlot like wow, I was wondering if you guys were even going to lynch someone tonight? BUT NO.
After a lot of arguing and at least one wriestling, THERE CAME THE TIME.
The ghost of I-forgot-his-name-already imaptiently tapped his non-etherial feet and was all, "Okay, c'mon, accuse someone of my murder already."
THEY ALL ACCUSED MISTER VISCERAL! DANG!
Nobody actually had murdering tools so Mister Visceral was punched to death. It was slow and painful.
When his ghost rose up from his battered body, it was insteantly taken up by the jaws of KERFUFLE. I remembered his name. IN ANY CASE YOU ALL WATCHED IN HORROR AS HIS JAW DID THAT UNHINGING THING AND THEN HE ATE THE GHOST RIGHT UP.
"Yuck, taste's like paper," said the FAMOUS PARANORMAL INVESTIGATOR. "Oops. This isn't the guy."
Mister Visceral was a FORTUNE-TELLING BOOK LIKE A TOTALLY LEGIT FORTUNE-TELLING BOOK. What in the world was a fortune-telling book doing in a place like this? NOBODY KNOWS OOOOOO SPOOOOOKYYYYY. Although certainly a paranoirmla sort of thingy, Mister Visceral was not actually a native of the forest but instead was born from an unholy combination of a fortune teller and the complete Harry Potter series. The combination of a really confident carny fortune teller and books about magic and shit created a book that WAS UTTERLY CONFIDENT THAT IT COULD LOOK AT SOMEONE AND KNOW PRETTY MUCH EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM. In reality, Mister Visceral was only 20% accurate.
But a 20% accuracy! That's amazing! More than most fortune tellers! Wow!
Mister Visceral was a TOWN FLAVOR COP. Each night, he could choose a target and get back flavor that was either ENTIRELY ACCURATE or COMPLETELY MADE UP BECAUSE MODS ARE BASTARDS. His bonus goal was to DECIDE THE FATES OF THREE PEOPLE that is be the hammer vote three times.
SO YOU ALL FAILED BOOOOOOOOO. THEN EVERYBODY WENT TO SLEEP AND NIGHT ENDS ON THE 28TH I GUESS OR WHENEVER ALL OF YOU GUYS SEND ME SHIT ALSO I'M REALLY BUSY FOGEL COVER FOR ME IF I FORGET SOMETHING.
I WASN'T REALLY PAYINT ATITENTION TO WHAT WAS ACTUALLY HAPPENING SO I DUNNO.
People went aback and forth antlot like wow, I was wondering if you guys were even going to lynch someone tonight? BUT NO.
After a lot of arguing and at least one wriestling, THERE CAME THE TIME.
The ghost of I-forgot-his-name-already imaptiently tapped his non-etherial feet and was all, "Okay, c'mon, accuse someone of my murder already."
THEY ALL ACCUSED MISTER VISCERAL! DANG!
Nobody actually had murdering tools so Mister Visceral was punched to death. It was slow and painful.
When his ghost rose up from his battered body, it was insteantly taken up by the jaws of KERFUFLE. I remembered his name. IN ANY CASE YOU ALL WATCHED IN HORROR AS HIS JAW DID THAT UNHINGING THING AND THEN HE ATE THE GHOST RIGHT UP.
"Yuck, taste's like paper," said the FAMOUS PARANORMAL INVESTIGATOR. "Oops. This isn't the guy."
Mister Visceral was a FORTUNE-TELLING BOOK LIKE A TOTALLY LEGIT FORTUNE-TELLING BOOK. What in the world was a fortune-telling book doing in a place like this? NOBODY KNOWS OOOOOO SPOOOOOKYYYYY. Although certainly a paranoirmla sort of thingy, Mister Visceral was not actually a native of the forest but instead was born from an unholy combination of a fortune teller and the complete Harry Potter series. The combination of a really confident carny fortune teller and books about magic and shit created a book that WAS UTTERLY CONFIDENT THAT IT COULD LOOK AT SOMEONE AND KNOW PRETTY MUCH EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM. In reality, Mister Visceral was only 20% accurate.
But a 20% accuracy! That's amazing! More than most fortune tellers! Wow!
Mister Visceral was a TOWN FLAVOR COP. Each night, he could choose a target and get back flavor that was either ENTIRELY ACCURATE or COMPLETELY MADE UP BECAUSE MODS ARE BASTARDS. His bonus goal was to DECIDE THE FATES OF THREE PEOPLE that is be the hammer vote three times.
SO YOU ALL FAILED BOOOOOOOOO. THEN EVERYBODY WENT TO SLEEP AND NIGHT ENDS ON THE 28TH I GUESS OR WHENEVER ALL OF YOU GUYS SEND ME SHIT ALSO I'M REALLY BUSY FOGEL COVER FOR ME IF I FORGET SOMETHING.