Luke McAwesome

... I played Sal the Scummy hitman in Noir Mafia... Please don't whip me...

This is confusing. Ethel, please just use proper grammar! I don't want you to die! And if you are a Dragon, you're drawing too much attention to yourself and making it rather obvious... What am I saying?! By BFF! Nooo! ... Well, at least I still have Peter.

Oh... yeah... I forgot... Maybe the King shall spare us! He is, after all a very generous man. And his Queen is a very kind lady. Speaking of which, can I get anybody anything?

*giggles* Maybe after this whole epidemic... If I marry you, I can finally get out of this joint and get a real job... and so can you! Are we still on for dinner tonight, Peter?

Dang it, Shadows, I wish you would stop being yourself. Honestly, are you stowing away in the storage compartment? And why the heck do you have to look so much like that devilishly handsome hitman?

I very much apprecaite you not mentioning my name, Sir, but we all know I'm being just as annoying as dearest Ethel.

I could, the question was if I would. Wasn't too sure if I had the guts to kill him or not.

I thought they ate already... Sorry! Ethel! I need a hug!

I began plotting after you were dead, I knew you could block people. And I knew you would probably block Shadows from night killers. A lot goes on behind closed doors... Especially when you're plotting the death of your boss.

Chef Walter, I admit, I over-reacted to your Pop-Tarts... Would you mind if me and dear Peter ate? We're starving, aren't we?

I just read through evereything and I have a few responses to my friends. I told you so! I was planning to kill Shawn so I could reign free without his constant abuse... But I didn't, because I figured if he tried to pull a fast one, I had my machine gun, and the soul know-how of TinyPiesRUs that he would let me kill you. But if I had killed Shadows first, Hinck didn't have a kill action, so I would have had nothing to worry about, except that he could rat me out. And I could have handled myself perfectly fine, thank you very much. EDIT: Okay, I admit, I also probably would've accidentally expose myself and Hinck if I had killed you, Shadows.

Ethel, you wink too much. Ambassador, I'll have you know I am a loyal employee of the King and his Queen. Is there anything I can get you, sir?

Shadows, you're not on the train.

Like, totally, Peter. And yes, I agree with you, we should start collecting evidence. There will be time for antics and dinner later, but we must try to find someone to vote off.

Rude little guard, aren't you, Sal Richard?

Why thank you. (Thanks, Dragonator. )

I can assure you that I have been working for this castle since I was of an age to leave home. I believe Ethel has, as well. And for your information, I could get a better job just as easily. But I like the people here.

Very nice review, Raphy! I was thinking about getting this set... and I'm still not sure, but if I'm on a debate, I'm sure I'll refer back to this review to find out.

For once, I win! *rubs Agnes minifigure in Shadows' face* Oh, yeah, I went there, been there, done that! Okay, Shadows, I admit, that ambassador is devilishly clever, just like Shawn the toaster salesman, and scum boss. But I'm not sure about modest.

() Un-uh, girlfriend. Oh, no, you didn't! Like, let's totally go talk about girly stuff over in that corner and sort this out, m'kay?

I reccomend the Ambassador. Go say hi, Countess Durville. *starts pushing her towards Shawn Ambassador Vipont* We're a lynch mob, we don't need no evidence! (This one's for you, Eleanor Lady Papelion Sandy! ) Just vote for Lt. Victor. His acts of randomly voting people was both extremely annoying, and extremely suspicious.

Um... This must be serious... If Stauder has to break out the dynamite, than this is an issue. I'll help! *grabs machine gun*

Sounds nice. Let's just hope one of us doesn't get killed tonight!

The group came together, to get a battle plan, but Zach noticed something wrong... Someone missing... "Where's Melody?!" --- "Aw naw, aw naw, aw naw!" she whispered to herself. He leg was stuck in a pile of ruins. She may have broken it in the trip. Screeches came from the odd little things floating around. A few started heading towards Melody. "So this is it, huh? My pistol's over at the camp still, and I never got to tel-" "Melody!" She saw Mark and Zach clambering towards her. "Melody! Hold on! Don't move!" She felt a something on her neck. She said something under breath, but they couldn't make it out. The three froze in their place. Melody shivered as the things crawled up on her head. "Melody... don't move a muscle..." Zach slowly pulled out his gun and aimed it at her. "Zach... What are you doing?" "Do you trust me?" "... Yes..." She shut her eyes. She didn't know what he was doing, was he putting her out of her misery? BAM! Evereything seemed to move in slow motion now. She felt a bullet skim her hair and small crunching noises. "What you just did was impossible," Mark grinned. "I know. Hurry, help me get her out." She opened her eyes, to see Zach and Mark grab one arm each, and tugged. She felt a searing pain in her leg... It had to be broken. "Melody, don't look back." But she disobeyed. A black cloud was heading towards them. "Oh no.... Oh no! Oh no! Hurry!" They pulled her out and they helped her run as she limped as fast as possible. The cloud gained on them... Now, this is where you guys work choose what happens next.

Oh, please, boys don't fight. *giggles* (This is weird. )