Hinckley Posted September 15, 2015 Posted September 15, 2015 But I was an oak in that game! I can't believe after all this time you still think I'm a rotten maple. Ung jeong jia ching jien soh... I know. You're just that hard to read.
Dannylonglegs Posted September 15, 2015 Author Posted September 15, 2015 "15 minutes," The nefarious Insectoid host announced in a deep ominous voice... And then he coughed "Sorry 'bout that. Bug in my throat. 15 minutes, people."
Lind Whisperer Posted September 15, 2015 Posted September 15, 2015 Ugh... This is nerve-wracking. ...Flip a coin?
Hinckley Posted September 15, 2015 Posted September 15, 2015 I think it's good to have a lynch and Rip is really Scummy. Something swung the balance away from the Town. If we lose it tonight, it's because we never got a chance to get it together. But I hope there's only four Scum and the SK stays home and we'll get a tomorrow.
Dannylonglegs Posted September 15, 2015 Author Posted September 15, 2015 The day is now over. Final Vote Count 4 of 2 (mostlytechnic): 1 vote (Captain Nemo) Bock Pathos (Bob): 4 votes (RangeroftheForest, Dragonfire, Lind Whisperer, Sir Stig) 'Rip' Sewer (Captain Nemo): 7 votes (mediumsnowman, Bob, mostlytechnic, CallMePie, TinyPiesRUs, PirateDave84,Hinckley) With 7 votes, 'Rip' Sewer (Captain Nemo) has been lynched. Pictures shortly.
Dannylonglegs Posted September 15, 2015 Author Posted September 15, 2015 (edited) The denizens of Meeting Room 1 had come to a standstill. Unsure of how to progress, and still lacking in evidence on which to base their votes, the town began to lose its zeal and bloodlust... Which didn't suit Danny Longlegs well.... The Insectoid Ambassador removed the room's chairs and leapt back onto the table. "You have to vote!" He announced. "Them's tha rules." The Town gazed up at him, trusting him to have their best interests at heart. "So!" He continued "Who'll it be!? Who will you select today?! Remember, puny humans, Blacktron is here, and they will kill us all.... If you don't kill them first, that is!" The Town thought for a while, discussing possibilities, role-claiming, etc... All the while, Danny watched them from behind his dark green insectoid fish-bowl helmet. "So! Will it be the half-human half-Ufoan-Cyborg? Is she Blacktron?" Danny demanded of the assembled group, swiveling to face 4 of 2. The group discussed and then fell silent. "No? You're not sure?" He questioned. "Alright. Who's next?!" He queried. The lean Insectoid swiveled once more, twisting to face the opposite side of the table. "So what of this Paul fello?" He asked, "He's the only one with a chair still, the lazy sonofagun. Is he Blacktron?" The Insectoid waited for an answer, the glassy helmet reflecting the light of the meeting room. "OK! Next?!" The Insectoid demanded, a note of frustration in his voice. "Y'all have to vote!" He reminded them. The Insectoid swiveled once more. "What about those in this corner?" He questioned. "Bock? Zipzop? Anyone? Anybody want to be brave and sentence one of them to death?" The lone being stood upon the table, the crowd below waiting anxiously, and discussing ferociously. The Insectoid could only watch them as they made up their minds. Beneath the table, and behind the crowd, Colonel Jack Jones watched the scene in dismay. "The fools" He mumbled to himself. "What the hell is Danny doing, leading a lynch mob like this? It's almost as if the damn fool wants us all to perish." Danny swiveled back to face the camera to his original position, waiting for the group to make a call. "Oh!" He announced. "What about her!?" He questioned, gesturing to 'Rip' Sewer. "She's one day from retiring!" He stated, "That must mean she's Blacktron, right?!" He demanded, frantically. The group muttered to themselves, and finally enough of them muttered in the affirmative for Danny to feel confident in his target. He grinned. "Then it's settled." He announced, clearly pleased. "You have chosen 'Rip' as today's target of interrogation." "Oh, you're kidding me!" 'Rip' belted. "You're not going to kill me? Are you?" She demanded. "We'll see." Stated the Insectoid, stepping down from his pedestal, for a god was he, "We'll see." The Meeting room was cleared away by Colonel Jack Jones as Danny left with 'Rip'. "Alright!" the grumpy man stated. "Go on and git out! I don't want any stragglers today!" He declared. "You'd have better been right about 'Rip'." He stated under his breath. "I don't know how much longer we all have." ____________ Later, In Danny's evil lair private diplomatic room... "So that's her alignment. Good to know, Onyx." "Now, Ambassador Longlegs, what of your promise?" "Hold your earth-horses, there Onyx, I stated that I wouldn't hand over the facility to your people until they outnumbered those loyal to the Federation. It seems like a smart rule to me." "Your arbitrary allegiance frustrates me. Pick a side, Longlegs, Blacktron or the Federation?!" "I'm already on a side! I'm loyal to the Insectoid Empire... To whom you'd be paying tribute, should you want this planet. Gotta pay the rent, after all." "It sounds to me like you're playing both sides." "Yup! My house, my rules." "When my people get there, you will be playing by my rules... and the cards will be very-much stacked against you. End transmission." "What a nice lady." -------------------------- Meanwhile, in the local Blacktron Message Intercept Base.... "End transmission." Onyx: "We're so close now. We will soon be able to erase another planet from our list." Princess Lee'ah: "Yes, It's wonderful! Together we will liberate the galaxy from the tyranny of the Federation! Do you have confirmation that their shields will be down?" Onyx: "The Ambassador has decided to stand in our way... so we will go through him. The shields will be down." Princess Lee'ah: "Excellent! And our agents on the inside?" Onyx: "I will go to see to the liberation of this planet myself. This revolution will not be civilized." -------------------------------- Back in Danny's Quarters: ; "I should have known you were up to no good!" : "Wow! How long were you standing there?!" : "Long enough. I heard everything." : "Everything?" : "Everything." "That's unfortunate. So... What's next?" : "You're going to pay for everything you've done!" : "I've got Diplomatic immunity!" : "I don't mean in court..." : "I notice you don't have a gun." : "You don't have one either." : "Then we're both unarmed?" "Not quite." : "I was going to say the same thing." : So... This is how it's going to be. : "I did warn you not to trust me." GET YOUR NIGHT ACTIONS IN 24 HOURS! Edited September 15, 2015 by Dannylonglegs
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