The group was dwindling fast. The remaining co-workers had arrived to work to see Angela's dead body at the bottom of the warehouse steps. Something had to be done before they all met similar fates!
The silence was deafening... until...
"Angela sucks, I’m glad she’s dead." said Penner.
"Something's up with you, Penner," Tony stated. "Change my mind."
"I didn't really mean I'm glad she's dead," Penner laughed. "Friends joke with one another. 'Hey, you're poor.' 'Hey, your momma's dead.' That's what friends do."
Everyone stared at Penner. He tried again.
"Ahoda must be scum. I’m just gonna assume Curtis knows what he’s doing here," Penner said.
"This sounds fake," said Curtis.
"I'm just following the !!!" explained Penner. "I don't come up with this stuff, I just forward it along. You wouldn't arrest the guy who was just passing drugs from one guy to another."
"Uh, yeah, we would," countered Ahoda.
"Guys, I'm not a killer!" pleaded Penner.
"Let's go!" said Primate, not buying it.
Primate grabbed a knife off of Rodney's desk and stabbed Penner right in the chest!
... but nothing happened.
Primate looked down at the knife. It was rubber. "What the--" Primate groaned. "Another of Rodney's practical jokes, I see."
Penner laughed. "That was a good one, but seriously, guys--"
Lamps cut Penner off with a blow to the head using Phyllis's Dundie award.
Penner collapsed...
He lay on the floor, and mumbled something.
"What did he say?"
Gmaj knelt down and put his ear to Penner's mouth. Penner repeated his words.
"I want people to be afraid of how much they love me."
With that, Gmaj covered Penner's mouth and nose until he was dead.
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Role: Mafia Goon
Character: Michael Scott
Player: Penner
You may carry out the factional kill.
Win condition: You win when you obtain a majority over town players or when this is a foregone conclusion. |
