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As the members of this new world settle into their roles, night falls. Up where we would see stars begin to appear small rectangles that first grow in size then begin to glow and display different moving images.
The Lanky individual gathers his cohorts and point to the sky. “This! This is the vile corruption that we must root out before it is too late”
Cheering was heard from the gathering of meaty masses as the night sky of this world is filled with images of colorfully costumed people lining against one another in what appears to be ritual combat over a brown object. Yes this is a good world indeed.
There was No Lynch today, Night 1 begins. Please have action in so that the day can open in the next 24-30 hours.
“… and that’s how we’ll destroy the.” said the lanky man.
The rest of his crew nodded in agreement and moved into the darkness.
***
Meanwhile at the heart of the brewing party, where there was much cheering and revelry beneath the sky of flickering screens, one very well known and well respected wing stood looking the crowd over.
“Isn’t this great?” asked a tasty lady wing, bumping into him and spilling his drink. “Oh, I’m so sorry. Let me get you another on.”
“Tell you what,” he replied, a confident look in his eye. “Let me go refill this and I’ll get you another, too. Just have a seat and I’ll be right back”
He walked to the where the bar has somehow set itself up in the middle of the gathering. As he turned in that direction a shapeless mass sprung from nowhere. In less than a second :::WWWHPPP!!!::: he was gone, without a trace.
Wade Wilson is completely gone he was ….
***
Elsewhere, a dark completed wing was discussing the events with someone els. “I don’t want you taking risks tonight and that’s that.”
“Aw man.” The other grumbled and returned to his table. “At Least I can watch the Steelers whoop on Green Bay now…”
The big man new he’d be hard to go unnoticed. He as at least three times as big as most of the others.
“Excuse me. Sorry” Getting through this crowd was pretty rough.
“You don’t want t’ go this way,” Popped an odd little man. “It’th full of dangerth, I tell you. Go over there.”
The big man, thought about it, and stepped over the odd little guy. “What was that about?” He wondered aloud.
::Wham::
A big club smashed the Big man across where his personified legs were. He looked up.. “but you..”
::wham:: Wham :: WHAM:::
His assailant, winded and concerned about how long that took, looked at the mess of sauce and spices sauntered off.
SkyKushryd was the Turkey Drumstick, always welcome in the land of Wings.
***
In the recesses of the gathering a black clad individual completed his task
And in our world the man was being lifted into the back of an ambulance as several of the restaurant staff looked on. “I hope he’s gonna be a’ight. He tips so good.”
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Day 2 begins
One player is silenced.
With 18 players 10 is a majority. The Day will last until 1:30 pm (EST) Monday to compensate for weekend activities.
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