Assassins III: Presidential Convention of Terror

[DarkCloud]

Chapter 4: We All Hate the President

“Nothing can save you now- you killer!” The President’s remaining bodyguard was incensed. “You killed my partner, but for no reason at all- we could not defend you. Therefore, I demand your death.”

General Ludd was silent.

DrSpike chuckled.

Campaign Manager Siddiqui slowly shook his head and expressed his hope that the General wouldn’t be brought back to life a second time.

Vice President Skanky Burns, grinning cruelly, took out his gun with his good arm and aimed, then shot the General right between the eyes. As the General fell, he stood and announced his ascension to the Presidency now that General Ludd’s reign of terror had ended.

Doctor Urban Ranger shook his head, disgusted by the needless death. “He could not have done the killing.” He started.

Nuclear Master and Joncha, carrying the body away, noticed a metal thing gleaming in the General’s pocket. A crowbar. Broken off from the water main, Joncha realized.

So the good General had been up to something.

“See.” Skanky stated. “He was the assassin we were looking for.”

Everyone visibly relaxed.

After dragging Ludd away, Joncha and Nuclear Master went down to repair the watermain.

[DarkCloud]

ah, blast. I have to leave the computer for a few hours- but I have a name to kill now. So don't worry, I will update soon.

[duke o' york]

Are you writing the chapters in two halves, or did we just win?

[edit] Aha. He is writing them in two halves. Oh well. If only LL was playing this game, because I haven't been looking for any clues. [/edit]

[Rasputin]

two assasins now... so we got the 2nd who was general ludd, we need to get the first now...

[Tassadar500]

Did not think Ludd was the mafia.

[Jon Miller]

I'm dead?

sbhoot

JOn Miller

[Tassadar500]

You were killed by the Assassin in Round Three.

[DarkCloud]

Doctor-PHD Urban Ranger was incredulous, all his hard work had gone to waste. General Ludd had been killed, and all his heroics were useless.

He brooded among the crates of food, looking at the dried-out leaves of fried tomatoes, broccoli, and asparagus and wondering how he could make them into a sort of soup or salad cocktail that might cure a wound to the brain.

He sighed. It was useless. Nothing could bring the Good General back from the dead now.

Shaking his head, he put back on his glasses and started down the hallway toward MOD party temporary headquarters.

As he walked, he thought he heard footsteps behind him. He quickened his pace.

“Doctor Ranger?” The voice asked.

He did not turn back.

“Doctor- Doctor-“ the voice called.

Urban Ranger turned and saw the man, he was hazy and he couldn’t quite make him out, but he was pointing at something... or someone past him. Urban Ranger turned. He heard a shriek, he couldn’t tell which direction it came from. He heard running. Then he fell to the ground.

*

When Joncha and Nuclear Master found him dead in the hall, they turned away. The sight was simply too grotesque to behold. Urban Ranger was dead; strangled by asparagus- a fried green tomato stuffed in his mouth.

[DarkCloud]

Alive

Name
Role
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Name
Role

duke o' york
Bodyguard (MOD)
&nbsp
Zopperoni
Presidential Candidate (SPAM)

Spaced Cowboy
Party Chairman (MOD)
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Joncha
Speechwriter (SPAM)

Skanky Burns
Vice President (MOD)
&nbsp
Rasputin
Vice Presidential Candidate (SPAM)

Imran Siddiqui
Campaign Manager (SPAM)
&nbsp
Vovan
Presidential Candidate (LU)

Nuclear Master
Secretariat (LU)
&nbsp
Dr. Spike
Vice Presidential Candidate (LU)

gjramsey
Campaign Manager (LU)
&nbsp
&nbsp
&nbsp





Dead

Name
Cause of Death
&nbsp
Name
Cause of Death

Theben (MOD)
Neck Wounds
&nbsp
General Ludd (MOD)
Throat Cut

Jonny (LU)
Hung
&nbsp
Chaunk (SPAM)
Shot in Head

Jon Miller (MOD)
Strangled
&nbsp
General Ludd (MOD)
Shot in Head

Urban Ranger (MOD)
Strangled
&nbsp
&nbsp
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Status
&nbsp
Votes

DAY
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Round 1-General Ludd (4 votes)



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&nbsp
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Round 2- Chaunk (3 votes)

[DarkCloud]

you may now vote.

(correction to chart- Round 3- General Ludd (MOD DEMANDED DEATH)

[vovan]

Very nice. Though admittedly I fail to see how one could be strangled by asparagus.



Vote sent.

Ahem, yeah, I think this is one of the very few presidential elections, where the candidates don't want to say "vote for me".

[Rasputin]

[DarkCloud]

Looks like most of the MOD leadership is going by the deathside market

[Imran Siddiqui]

Neck... neck... neck... perhaps there is a clue in the manner of the killing? Not the head, but one which supports the head?

[vovan]

Yes! Blame Skanky!