RE: SCP-MAFIA - DAY 3 - Double Cacti Homicide 14/21
07-16-2013, 01:45 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-16-2013, 02:00 PM by Robust Laser.)
Three more deaths wooooooooo let's get right to business.
And now, the moment you've all been waiting for! In his room, horribly mangled with body parts scattered everywhere...
D-22107 was Purple Walrus, wannabe villain. He had a few walruses stolen from the ███████████ Zoo, got a bunch of purple paint, and somehow gained control of SCP-████. It was confiscated from him, and due to the crimes against humanity committed with it, he was admitted to D-Class.
....his room is empty. There is no SCP. Why is there no SCP? So... if he had one, it's a mystery what it was. All you can figure out is that he was a member of the Mafia.
Next up, right next to an operating table you find Whoosh! Er eyes have been extended, and it appears that they'd be capable of movement outside the ocular cavity, and the top of her skull has been removed, with a large circuitboard embedded in her brain, and a glass dome covering all but the circuitboard. Still dead though.
D-22118 was Whoosh! Well, that's what the surviving pedestrians called her. She had a need, a need for speed! She had a truly impressive hit and run count and honestly she was all up for her D-Class assignment. Whatever was to be thrown at her, surely she could outpace it.
![[Image: davinci1.jpg]](https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/scp-212/davinci1.jpg)
Whoosh! had access to SCP-212, The Improver. A high precision surgical machine that could improve any living being, with only a 47% death rate! In fact, it would grab anybody that got close enough, except Whoosh! for some reason. Anybody that visited her at night would either die, or recieve an upgrade. Whoosh was able to hop onto the operating table herself, but only if she really wanted to.
Whoosh was a member of the town.
And finally, we see a victim of multiple knife wounds.
D-22117 was Palamedes, honestly just an ordinary guy. He had a friend who worked here. That Foundation worker thought it'd be super funny if Pala got signed up for a low danger D-Class assignment (rare, but they exist.) But he fucked up and both of them got jammed into real-ass D-Class. Man, what a terrible friend.
![[Image: 19768_wE.JPG]](https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/scp-172/19768_wE.JPG)
Palamedes had access to SCP-172, The Gearman. On the table near the Gearman are a bunch of modules that fit into the chest of the Gearman, each with numbers corresponding to a different person here. It seems that when used, it could copy the ability of somebody else's SCP, but they apparently broke after being used once, or if the corresponding D-Class died. So, y'know, role copier.
Pala had no alignment, and would have simply been happy if the person who got him into this mess in the first place died before him. As far as you know, that didn't happen, and he lost at his goal.
Hey, that's all three types of alignments! Neato!
WELL
You all spy a Coffee Machine in the corner of the main room. It's got a keyboard on it. The screen on it says "SELECTION LIMITED, ASK MANAGER FOR DETAILS" and underneath that "CHARITY MODE - ONE FREE DRINK FOR ALL"
so have fun with that.
With 10 Alive, it takes 6 to lynch and 4 to soft-lynch.
Deadline is the usual 8:00 PM PST on Friday with like half a day of me procrastinating actually writing stuff up for it.
And now, the moment you've all been waiting for! In his room, horribly mangled with body parts scattered everywhere...
D-22107 was Purple Walrus, wannabe villain. He had a few walruses stolen from the ███████████ Zoo, got a bunch of purple paint, and somehow gained control of SCP-████. It was confiscated from him, and due to the crimes against humanity committed with it, he was admitted to D-Class.
....his room is empty. There is no SCP. Why is there no SCP? So... if he had one, it's a mystery what it was. All you can figure out is that he was a member of the Mafia.
Next up, right next to an operating table you find Whoosh! Er eyes have been extended, and it appears that they'd be capable of movement outside the ocular cavity, and the top of her skull has been removed, with a large circuitboard embedded in her brain, and a glass dome covering all but the circuitboard. Still dead though.
D-22118 was Whoosh! Well, that's what the surviving pedestrians called her. She had a need, a need for speed! She had a truly impressive hit and run count and honestly she was all up for her D-Class assignment. Whatever was to be thrown at her, surely she could outpace it.
Whoosh! had access to SCP-212, The Improver. A high precision surgical machine that could improve any living being, with only a 47% death rate! In fact, it would grab anybody that got close enough, except Whoosh! for some reason. Anybody that visited her at night would either die, or recieve an upgrade. Whoosh was able to hop onto the operating table herself, but only if she really wanted to.
Whoosh was a member of the town.
And finally, we see a victim of multiple knife wounds.
D-22117 was Palamedes, honestly just an ordinary guy. He had a friend who worked here. That Foundation worker thought it'd be super funny if Pala got signed up for a low danger D-Class assignment (rare, but they exist.) But he fucked up and both of them got jammed into real-ass D-Class. Man, what a terrible friend.
Palamedes had access to SCP-172, The Gearman. On the table near the Gearman are a bunch of modules that fit into the chest of the Gearman, each with numbers corresponding to a different person here. It seems that when used, it could copy the ability of somebody else's SCP, but they apparently broke after being used once, or if the corresponding D-Class died. So, y'know, role copier.
Pala had no alignment, and would have simply been happy if the person who got him into this mess in the first place died before him. As far as you know, that didn't happen, and he lost at his goal.
Hey, that's all three types of alignments! Neato!
WELL
You all spy a Coffee Machine in the corner of the main room. It's got a keyboard on it. The screen on it says "SELECTION LIMITED, ASK MANAGER FOR DETAILS" and underneath that "CHARITY MODE - ONE FREE DRINK FOR ALL"
so have fun with that.
With 10 Alive, it takes 6 to lynch and 4 to soft-lynch.
Deadline is the usual 8:00 PM PST on Friday with like half a day of me procrastinating actually writing stuff up for it.