Wikey looked at his computer screen. Making FE Great Again was a harder task than it had first seemed. It had been fun at first, when it was just a catchy slogan. But now that he actually had to act on that slogan...well, not so much. Maybe trying to make something great again was too vague a term. After all, one members definition of great might be significantly different from the other. Maybe he should have considered a different slogan......but what was he saying? He could do anything. He was a GENIUS.
He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat at a laptop to write out the flavour...
Brian stalked down the street, a look of disgust at the entire world on his face.
“Look at this SHIT town,” Brian said to himself. “Full to the brim with CUCKS.”
“Look at that building,” he spat, pointing to a nearby shop. “It looks like a CUNT.”
“Why the fuck am I even here, in this town surrounded by complete and utter cucks?”
A squirrel ran out onto the pavement in front of him. It froze, eyeing him with a mixture of curiosity and fear.
“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT CUCK?” he screamed at it.
The squirrel scampered away in terror, dropping a nut that it was carrying.
“Yeah...you best get out of here,” Brian said, picking the nut up and pocketing it.
He got out his phone and went on the internet.
“Better check how my latest scam is going,” he said. He had recently started a website called Tzarmedia.com, in order to trick idiots into giving him their credit card details. He checked the latest registrations. A new victim had signed up. His name was familiar.
“Wikey!” Brian scoffed, before bursting out laughing. “AHAHAHA you stupid CUCK, your money is mine!”
Brian whooped with joy.
Whilst all this was happening, im317 was just a few blocks away, walking past a gay little shrubbery.
“Gotta catch me some of dem criminals,” he said. “Gotta...gotta catch em real good, with bullets.”
He loaded his gun. It was a big fat silver revolver. He twisted the chamber dramatically.
“Im imfucking317 bitch,” he said to nobody in particular. Once he quitened down, he became aware of a yelling somewhere nearby. He couldn’t make out much of what was been said, but he heard the world 'cuck' several times.
“Huh...a disturbance! I better investigate!”
im317 headed for the source of the noise. As he got closer, he made out more words.
“WHAT....FUCK......WANT.....CUCK?”
im317 stopped and readied his gun. Whoever it was they were now heading in his direction. A squirrel ran out of the darkness towards im317, startling him to the point that he almost pulled the trigger. Im317 started to sweat. Finally, out of the darkness, a face revealed itself. It was Brian. Brian didn’t notice im317 at all. He was too fixated on his phone. It was only when im317 cocked his gun that he finally looked up. A look of surprise crossed Brian’s face. He smiled.
“Oh hai im317. YOU CUCK.”
“Brian,” im317 replied coolly.
“Nice night for it, isn’t it?” Brian said cordially.
“Indeed.”
The two looked at each other awkwardly.
The peaceful silence of the night was interrupted by an eruption of gunfire. Cars exploded, windows shattered, and squirrels died. Shots were still been fired when the sun rose. Finally, everything was quiet once more. Everybody went to investigate the commotion.
“What on earth happened here?” Vlady asked, surveying a scene of total destruction. Wrecks of cars lay strewn across the street. The walls were riddled with bullet holes. A particularly cuntish looking shop was on fire.
“Hey guys,” Angi said, standing by one of the burnt out cars. “I’ve found a body, lmao.”
“Same here,” Redster said, standing at the other end of the street.
Laying by Angi and surrounded by bullet holes and smoking rubble, was the body of im317.
im317 has been killed.
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Object: Rudi Mackenzie Flavour: Rudi Mackenzie is a character from Emberverse, according to Google anyway. He is heir to the Mackenzie Clan and is very good with knives. Alignment:Town Role: Vigilante Description: Every night, you may go out and kill a player.
“Who is the other body?” Dadd asked grimly.
The body by Redster was so badly mangled and bloody that it would not have been possible to identify them, had it not been for a message written in blood beside them:
You’re all CUCKS, RIP me, xoxox
Brian has been killed.
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Object: an internet scammer who tricks old people and dumb cunts into giving me their credit card info
Flavour: You are an internet scammer who tricks old people and dumb cunts into giving you their credit card info. Alignment:Mafia Role: Framer Description: Every night you can choose to frame another player. They will show up as Guilty to investigative roles
It is now Day 7. With 9 alive, it will take 5 votes to reach a majority.
I visited dadd. I also can't visit the same person back to back. I've also never been allowed to visit the same person back to back as role blocker.
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Idk I was blocked again tho, what do you think happened?
If Brian wasn't killed I would blame you since I would have given you 2 kills. Just doesn't make sense you'd take a fellow scum out. I was hoping IM was blocked and I was going to give him 2 shots tonight.
Well I don't know what to think now! Maybe Dadd's results were right all along and Canuck was framed. That'd explain the night he scanned me and ahoda actually. In that case, Redster is probably scum.
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I visited dadd. I also can't visit the same person back to back. I've also never been allowed to visit the same person back to back as role blocker.
:love:
Idk I was blocked again tho, what do you think happened?
If Brian wasn't killed I would blame you since I would have given you 2 kills. Just doesn't make sense you'd take a fellow scum out. I was hoping IM was blocked and I was going to give him 2 shots tonight.
