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Assassins III: Presidential Convention of Terror
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Ehhh, sent, if it's not too late.
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don't worry, you made it in under the wire
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Chapter 2: Quietly Swinging
When the votes were counted, General President Ludd’s two bodyguards- “Duke” and Jon Miller’s faces flushed white. They held up the results to the group. Their President was the one who was to die.
Smugly watching, Chairperson Chaunk whipped out his .45 and started to aim, but found his arm restrained by the ever-observant Doctor Spike of LU. “No.” He shook his head. “A professional should do the work.”
Chaunk’s eyes traveled down to the sparkling scalpel grapsed in Spike’s hand. Chaunk nodded and let him approach, smiling sadistically.
“How dare you!” General Ludd screamed, holding up his hands in self defense.
“Defend me, my bodyguards!”
Jon Miller and Duke looked at Spaced Cowboy who merely shrugged. “Killing you will relieve us of any possible wrongdoing in the public’s eye.” He commented.
General Ludd screamed out in anger. “But I am your LEADER!”
“Was.” The Chairperson shrugged again. “Skanky will assume your duties from now on. Isn’t that right?”
The Vice President nodded.
General Ludd died horribly as Doctor Spike’s scalpel sliced across his throat.
“I’ve been waiting a long time to do that.” The good doctor smiled when the deed was done, dropping the scalpel to the floor. “Bury it with him and his evil will be gone.” He walked off.
The bodyguards carried Ludd’s corpse to a corner, where they draped it with cloth, then they returned to their plotting with the Chairperson.
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“The people will be pleased.”
“Indeed.”
“This voting was amazingly fortuitous.”
“I know.”
“But the real killer-”
“Should be no problem.”
“But why-”
“Ask me no more.”
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Throughout the day, gjramsey and Dr. Spike worked on the power grid, trying to get it back on-line.
Duke o’York and Jon Miller watched over them leerily, hands nervously held on their weapon-holsters as they peered over the two’s shoulders.
As for SPAM, the speech-writer, Joncha, had gone to watch to assure Chaunk that LU and MOD weren’t conspiring against their group.
Eventually, power was restored. After gjramsey and Dr. Spike packed all the loose wires back into the container, they headed back to the other LU members.
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Zopperoni and the rest of SPAM, taking advantage of the fixed lighting, moved their base of operations to the basement where the power-cords were... while MOD stayed close to the thin-rope-pulley curtains and LU made their way up into the rafters.
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Later that day, Jonny was discovered dead, strung up in the rafters by what was either the ultra-thin rope of the curtains, excess electrical cable, or some sort of ultra-thin paper.
Commenting on the deaths, Campaign Manager Imran Siddiqui of SPAM commented on how fortuitous it was that no SPAM-party members had been assassinated as of yet.
Chairperson Chaunk smacked him on the side of his head and hissed. “What do you want to do- get us all killed!”
Siddiqui frowned and turned his mind to campaign matters.
Joncha turned a page on his black steno pad and started to write a speech about the incident, twisting the events toward his party’s favor. He found it hard to do, since none in his party had as of yet died, but deciding on something, he stated that the pattern led to a SPAM member being killed next and apologized to the rescuers that everyone had been saved by rescue crews before SPAM lost any of its members. Nevertheless Joncha noted that he looked toward a bright future where SPAM would reign victorious over the shadowy MOD party and the even more dangerous LU. Besides, who would ever trust a Lurker anyway. They were too quiet for their own good.-->Visit CGN!
-->"Production! More Production! Production creates Wealth! Production creates more Jobs!"-Wendell Willkie -1944
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Code:Alive Name Role   Name Role NONE NONE   Zopperoni Presidential Candidate (SPAM) Spaced Cowboy Party Chairman (MOD)   Joncha Speechwriter (SPAM) Chaunk Chairperson (SPAM)   Rasputin Vice Presidential Candidate (SPAM) Imran Siddiqui Campaign Manager (SPAM)   Vovan Presidential Candidate (LU) Nuclear Master Secretariat (LU)   Dr. Spike Vice Presidential Candidate (LU) gjramsey Campaign Manager (LU)   NONE NONE Skanky Burns Vice President (MOD)       Jon Miller bodyguard (MOD)   duke o' york Bodyguard (MOD) Dead Name Cause of Death   Name Cause of Death Theben (MOD) Neck Wounds   General Ludd (MOD) Throat Cut Jonny (LU) Hung   ??? ??? Status   Votes DAY   Round 1-General Ludd (4 votes) -->Visit CGN!
-->"Production! More Production! Production creates Wealth! Production creates more Jobs!"-Wendell Willkie -1944
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Vote sent as Imran peered worredly over his shoulder knowing that a SPAM memeber was soon to go next.“I give you a new commandment, that you love one another. Just as I have loved you, you also should love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.”
- John 13:34-35 (NRSV)
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The obligatory sent post.
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..Rasputin was worried now, two deaths from a mysterious murderer. Who would be next? How could people seriously think it was the president tha thad been the murderer those crazy people. But who could it be? Was it one of his own party? Someoene so eager for a spam victory that they would resort to anything? Surely not, but then again, the person he was thinking of had been acting strangley lately!!!!
Yes they had not been their usual self around here , too quiet for my liking he thought....
He grabbed the ballot slip from his memo draw and placed the appropiate tick in a box....
Its time to go.....GM of MAFIA #40 ,#41, #43, #45,#47,#49-#51,#53-#58,#61,#68,#70, #71
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Chapter 2 1/2: The Scientist in the Shadows
“Ah, President General, you survived...” The Scientist smiled.
The President General, though his life had been saved- had lost control over his vocal cords. Thus, now mute, he merely nodded.
“It was fortuitous that I had been trapped behind the curtain.” The Scientist stated.
General Ludd nodded.
“You owe me for this.”
General Ludd scowled.
“I saved your life.”
General Ludd’s eyes went wide.
“What?” The Scientist looked over his shoulder. “Oh no,” He cursed.
Before him stood the towering form of Rasputin.
“What is this?” Rasputin demanded.
The Scientist was silent. General Ludd was silent.
Rasputin’s eyes went wide. “The Dictator Lives!”
General Ludd glared at him, but made no motion to move.
Later, the rest were notified of the President’s survival... and the discovery of the Scientist-MD triple-PHD Urban Ranger and his extensive collection of resuscitation tools and operating instruments.
The 2nd Assassin Has been notified and will operate first in Round 4-->Visit CGN!
-->"Production! More Production! Production creates Wealth! Production creates more Jobs!"-Wendell Willkie -1944
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Code:Alive Name Role   Name Role General Ludd (ressurected) President (MOD)   Zopperoni Presidential Candidate (SPAM) Spaced Cowboy Party Chairman (MOD)   Joncha Speechwriter (SPAM) Chaunk Chairperson (SPAM)   Rasputin Vice Presidential Candidate (SPAM) Imran Siddiqui Campaign Manager (SPAM)   Vovan Presidential Candidate (LU) Nuclear Master Secretariat (LU)   Dr. Spike Vice Presidential Candidate (LU) gjramsey Campaign Manager (LU)   Urban Ranger Scientist-MD (MOD) Skanky Burns Vice President (MOD)       Jon Miller bodyguard (MOD)   duke o' york Bodyguard (MOD) Dead Name Cause of Death   Name Cause of Death Theben (MOD) Neck Wounds   General Ludd (MOD) Throat Cut Jonny (LU) Hung   ??? ??? Status   Votes DAY   Round 1-General Ludd (4 votes) -->Visit CGN!
-->"Production! More Production! Production creates Wealth! Production creates more Jobs!"-Wendell Willkie -1944
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as way of extra explanation- Urban Ranger had been contracted by MOD becuase they feared many attempts against their General President's life. Thus he was equipped with the latest in data-recovery tools and recovered the General's forum persona from the brink.
However, sadly, the General's vocal chords were damaged irrevocably and now... well- he's silent-->Visit CGN!
-->"Production! More Production! Production creates Wealth! Production creates more Jobs!"-Wendell Willkie -1944
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