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"I have deprived your ship of power, and when I swing around, I mean to deprive you of your life. But I wanted you to know who it was who had beaten you."
KHAN NOONIAN SINGH
In memory of Ricardo Gonzalo Pedro Montalbán Merino
As the sun went down, a drenched man quickly got to work. Looking up at his new boss, he eagerly took his marching orders. Heading out for the night, he dripped water everywhere he went, when he suddenly came upon a beautiful blond woman. She was pounding down the street in heels, and before he could say a single word to her, her fist punched through his chest, his still beating heart in her hand. "Such a pathetic minion. No standards these days."
*
Alone on a street corner, the kind woman tried to get whoever passed her path to join her cause. "Excuse me, sir. Sir! If I could just get your help, it wouldn't take more than a minute".
The man in the expensive suit approached her and saw what she wanted, then simply scoffed. "Not a chance, honey. But there is something I can do for you..."
*
The joyous man had just gotten done talking to chief of police on the phone, when the door to his office busted in. Non-plussed, he simply smiled at his intruder, and said, "Well aren't you pretty. A bit too skinny, though. Not like my Fai-"
Before he could finish his sentence, his attacker swung a large weapon, decapitating him. "Damn windbag, just loved to hear himself talk."
*
The freak stalked his prey throughout the night, studying their every move. The mission protocols were very clear, and he was nothing if not precise. As he approached, his target suddenly disappeared. "Interesting."
A split second later he was set upon in a flash by a brunette spouting the same numbers over and over. She slashed at him with uncanny motions, severing limbs so fast they couldn't regenerate. Her rage wasn't sated until she had the glowing core that powered him in her hands, and his frankenstein-like frame lie lifeless on the ground.
*
As the sun began to rise over the horizon, the strangers prepared to meet the day head on... But one more of there number was only seconds from death. All night, they had had the urge to dance. And dance. And dance. Their feet scampered like crazy, for hours and hours... When suddenly they burst into flames from the inside out, leaving nothing but charred bones.
Nearby, an onlooker could do nothing but smile broadly. "Now that's entertainment."
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St-Dumas has been killed! He was Moist (Neutral/Dr. Horrible's Sing-A-Long Blog), loyal henchman and maker of things wet
Viciousbuddha has been killed! He was Mayor Richard Wilkins (Mafia/Buffy:TVS), fun-loving psychopath and germaphobe
The Vision has been killed! He was Adam (Mafia/Buffy: TVS), half human, half demon, half robot... 150% of pure evil
Jerry_Damage01 has been killed! No trace of him remains!
With 24 players remaining, 13 is needed for a majority. You have 24 hours.
"Why would the possibility of me being wrong ever stop me from doing something?"