Dannylonglegs

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Nope. They didn't rolecop him. They considered it last night but stayed home instead. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

My 5" floppy got stuck in the drive of my Apple II E-- Given by Hinckley for being an hour and a half late... and centuries behind in regards to tech. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

I guess I got a new title then. Just about an hour too late. Ah well. Never used an Apple device though. Conclusion is up! ~Insectoid Aristocrat

"The Day began like normal, with a cadre of corrupt characters coalescing in the conference compartment. "No kills last night!" Danny announced. "So that's good I guess." "man, I have a headache from all the Kafka I was reading last night." Announced Paul Harkonnenn. Suddenly... Paul stood up... ....took off his helmet... and then his skin... "Ah." He stated. "Much better." Then the rest of the group began noticing similar changes... "I don't want to be a firefly!" protested Nathan. "I guess it's into the garbage shoot with me." Stated Hannah. "Help me! Help me!" Shrieked Zipzop as he too was converted. "Game over, man! Game over!" Minga shouted... Until she too was viscerally transformed into a bizarre Cronenberg-esque insectoid creature. Seamus stood in awe at the terrible scene. "No." He stated. "No. No. No. No. No." The swarm began to surround him. "Join us!" They moaned. "Join the Insectoid Cult!" "No freakin' way ya loons! I know Danny admitted his game was slightly out of balance, but he did't say it was fookin' broke!" The bounty hunter bellowed as he was tackled to the ground. "This is like Heartlake all over again!" Were his last words as a (mostly) Human... The new insectoid creature awoke and declared: "Bloodsuckers are the new town in Dannylonglegs' Insect Mafia!" The Insectoid Aristocrat grinned evily. And then, in walked in a resin-coated figure... It was 'Rip' Sewer! The reverse death miller/suicidal-cult-leader/Alien Queen! Her death had completed her own personal metamorphosis and now she would reign supreme as the queen of her new swarm! Long would be the chitin-encrusted arms of the Insectoid Empire! Insectoid Cult wins!," ............. Danny thought to himself, as he took Diamond Dodd to the interrogation room. "I mean, I'm not M. Night Shayamalan." Danny stated to no one for no particular reason. Danny said. Danny: "So, Diamond, I already know your affiliation. Infact, I know everyone's. So, I don't really need to interrogate you. I'm just going to kill you." Danny: "We green?" A chair fell heavily upon the Insectoid's helmet. He fell. "Super green." Stated the figure behind the chair. Diamond: "Nathan! You came for me!" Nathan: "To the ends of the galaxy!" Declared Nathan. "Onyx is on her way. The shields are down. I think I need my Brown coat for this." Nathan stated, triumphantly. "Ooh! Costume change!" Declared Diamond "Together, you and I, we'll free this galaxy from the oppression of the Federation!" Nathan stated. ___________ Meanwhile, The Town Block reconvened for a meeting Minga: "We've finally figured out the identities of the Rebel scum, Seamus... And we did it all without your old-school methods too." 4 of 2: "Yeah. We just got everyone to claim to us! Clearly, those who claimed vanilla are the scum team! They would never dare claiming a PR!" Seamus: "Alright, well who's the last of the scum!? And what's Paul doing here? He's scum!" Minga: "We're just trying to ignore him. He won't leave the room." Seamus: "Well we need to nail a Blacktron agent tonight or we're space toast! So! Who's the scum team?!" Clementine: "Well... We're thinking Bock." Minga: "Yup. Bock probably." Seamus: "So... What're you lot going to do about it?" The town block looked at eachother uneasily. Seamus: "Must I do everything myself?!" And with that, Seamus stormed off. _______________________________ Later in Bock's room... A dark figure hid underneath a bed. Bock leapt out from beneath his bed, where he'd been waiting, expecting a prank... Bock: "Boo! Wait what?! Is that the dance scene from Labyrinth?" Seamus: "Here's Seamus!" Seamus brought the screen down hard onto the head of Bock Pathos (Bob), killing him. _______________________________ Meanwhile, the Town Block was watching a computer screen that Paul Harkonnenn had hacked... Paul: "Hey, take a look at this." Minga: "Is that?..." Paul: "Yeah." Danny still lay stiff on the floor where Nathan and Diamond had left him. Minga: "Oh man... This is bad..." 4 of 2: "I must ensure that Blacktron does not win tonight. I must do my job." ______________________________ 4 of 2 made her way to Bock's room... only to find his corpse. "Seamus... How do we know if we chose right or wrong?..." _______________________________ Meanwhile, back in Meeting Room 1, the Town Block made another revelation.... Clementine: "We're out of time... Here, Hannah. I'll protect you. You are the investigator after all." The group flipped the table to use as a barricade, as Harriet stomped into the room. Minga: "Harriet Stomper! I should have known!" Declared Minga. Harriet: "You should have!" Harriet retorted. Hannah shot first, under the table, but missed. Then Harriet opened-fire. Minga: "Cease this madness! What do you mean to do!" Harriet: "Oh, I can't decide whether you should live or die!" She sang. :Die, I guess!" She decided, gunning down the former tyrant and fashionista. Minga Gorgon (Dragonfire) had died. Paul: "Now comes the good part." "Huh?" A confused Clementine queried. Suddenly! A wild Zipzop appeared! He used confusing wall of text copied directly from teh scum writeboard! It was supper effective!... as a distraction while Clementine Lister (Lind Whisperer) too was gunned down. Hannah, however, had escaped the room, as the Blacktron scum-pals celebrated. ___________________________ Meanwhile, In Meeting Room 2 (which looks just like Meeting Room 1, but is totally different, I swear). Seamus: "So, Spyrius HQ, when can I expect my money?" Spyrius: "What money?! You have accomplished nothing! We invested many resources to the success of your mission.... and what do you have to show for it?! Blacktron has landed a decisive victory on this planet!" Seamus: "What do you mean?" The bounty hunter demanded, raising his blaster to the robotic messenger. Spyrius: "The Renegade is incoming to your location... Onyx Cerebus is on board..." Seamus: "Viscous." Spyrius: "Affirmative. You have failed us. Extract yourself." Seamus: "Ah Nutty Fudgekins!" Seamus Aaron (Hinckley) declared, as he made preparations to escape the rock. "Alright, Patter, we're getting of this rock, girl!" __________________ Meanwhile in a hallway not too far from Meeting Room 1, two Loyalists ran into eachother... "They're all dead!" Declared Hannah, frantically! "We need to find Nathan! I investigated him, he's Loyal!" Nathan: "Looks like we arrived in the nick of time then! What does that make us, Diamond?" Diamond: "Big damn villains, sir." Nathan: "Damn straight." With a blast of the gun, 4 of 2 (Mostlytechnic) was no more. "Terminator Terminated." Declared Nathan, as Hannah ran off once more. ________________ She ran out of the facility, and out onto the surface of the planet, searching for her ship!... Instead, she found two people she thought were dead. "What're you two doing here?!" She demanded. "I have been burdened with glorious purpose." Stated Major Dave. "The Space Dragons need us to make a stand. We must protect this bastion of civilization at the edge of the chaotic frontier." "We have to escape! Blacktron's coming! There's no way we'll survive" Declared Hannah. "You've got that right." Stated Onyx Cerebus. "You shall not pass!" Declared Major Dave. Onyx did not even respond, simply raising her blaster, and felling the three. Hannah Ford (Ranger of the Forest) had perished as well. And with Onyx's bootprints crept a shadow darker than that of obscured light. As Onyx approached the facility, it seemed that light ran in fear of her. The shadow drew in upon the facility. The sun set even as it rose to usher the dawn. . _______________________ Later, in Meeting Room 3. Onyx: "Excellent work, operatives. Now. Let's grab anything that's not nailed down, and we will glass this place from above. Blacktron is victorious!" Congratulations Blacktron! Winners are: TinyPiesRUs, Sir Stig, Mediumsnowman, Piratedave84, and CallmePie. ___________________________ Meanwhile... In a hallway.... "Time to abandon ship!" Declared Danny Longlegs as he walked. He turned on his coms device. "I think it's time we blow this scene. Get everybody and the stuff together, and let's jam." The Insectoid carried his affects and jauntily sauntered to his exit, "I've already leaked the documents linking this disaster to the deceased colonel. Now The Federation will be indebted to the Insectoid Empire for their failures.... and this will allow us to establish more favorable trades and stronger footing on border worlds. Hehehe" Chuckled the Insectoid Agent in a display of expository dialogue. However, as he rounded the final corner, he stopped dead in his tracks. "I brought a gun this time." Danny: "I see that." Colonel Jack Jones: "This station is going to be glassed from orbit. Any minute now.... So... I though... Why don't you and I talk out our differences once and for all. I've got all the time in the world." Danny: "shit." More to come. Player analysis may be up later in the week, but a night-by-bight of the night actions will be up tomorrow. I'll also be posting self-criticism, as I feel I did not balance the game properly from the start, and ended up giving a slight advantage to the scum team. So, I'll discuss that too. Thank you all for playing! Love you! Scumthread Password is "Rebelscum" the Matrix! Password is: Initializing ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Yes. I think the computer is 10 years old now, though I may be wrong. We got it to replace our previous one which was dial up. I don't know how this'll effect the timeframe. Obviously I just lost a lot of work. It'll be up tonight though, with unedited pictures. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Hahaha! My computer froze. Oh man this is hillarious. All that work... oh boy. Time to try again from my phone. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Thanks! I'm multi-tasking for sure. \ ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Way to jump on the bandwagon there. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

The Hinckley has spoken. And he's the one who can ban people for life. Or change the swear filter... The Vote is 2 to a weak 1 in favor of unedited pictures now. So my timeframe still stands. Day 5 at 1:30 EST. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

But... I like my title. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

OK all! After talking with JJP on the subject of tonight's installment, I want to pose a question? Unedited pictures tonight? And updated later with the edits? or... Edited pictures tomorrow? I ask this simply because I don't want my title changed to "Late pants Mcgee" or the swear filter to change my name to "Liar-liar pantaloons aflame." ~Insectoid Aristocrat

I'm the kind of person who talks exclusively in quotes from media. Especially when I'm tipsy, as is the current case. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

He's only mostly dead. But yeah... ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Who died and made you host!? Was it JJP? That rascal. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Really? You're voting for me? But you're way scummier! Oh my gods you suck! Vote: You (mediumsnowman) You seem pretty townie. Claiming to go back and analyze previous days and then never coming back is a huge town-tell. Here, let me buddy up to you. Absolutely! Ditto to this. Also same goes for Prometheus You-know-what. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

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Well I've been trying not to appear scummy... because I'm a townie like you guys... I mean us. I'm a townie like us. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Yeah, that's a fair cop. Still though, I don't anticipate it taking longer than 1:30. I might die of exhaustion if it does. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

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Oi! I haven't made you wait that long yet! It'll be 12:30 for you CSTers! ~Insectoid Aristocrat

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