Mafia 2: Dark City - And So Peaceful Until

Just flip it so I die Herbi, I don't want to play anymore.

StayDead... what the strawberry float is wrong with you? :lol:

Last edited by Qikz on Tue Nov 01, 2011 8:20 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Oblomov Boblomov wrote:StayDead... what the strawberry float is wrong with you?

I'm throwing my toys out of the pram, that's what. I finally get to be something other than a strawberry floating civillian in the game and once again I get strawberry floated over by bullshit and idiocy. The last time I ever got a role, I got killed by some dickhead vigilante who can't read after me and Aaron had a plan to switch mayorship. This time it's this.

Night 7

1) AJ STYLES
2) AARON
3) STAYDEAD
4) 1CMANNY
5) DELUISBETA
6) CLARKMAN

6 Brave Souls take their seats at the Roulette Table, none knew whether it would be the last seat they ever took.

The 10 remaining Citizens stood far away from the table, some in groups some alone, all waiting to see what would happen when the trigger was pulled for the first time.

The Game, was on.

That is the most hastily put together thing I've ever seen.

Staydead sensing everyones nervousness took control of the situation, grabbing the gun from Aaron's hand. Spinning the barrel around with experience and flicking it into the revolved he sat it down on the table and span it around.

Clacking as it bumped unsteadily off the table as if sensing the players emotions the gun finally came to rest on Deluisbeta.

As he shakily reached into the table he picked up the revolver and aimed it squarely at Aarons face, his hand barely able to keep the sight on him from across the table

Aarons time had come

Deluisbeta cocked the gun sweating profusely, he couldn't look at aaron who had closed his eyes as he tried to prevent himself from being sick.

Deluisbeta pulled the trigger...

Ooooooooh.

That's what happens when you face a gun like a man, StayDead

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The gun was placed back in the middle of the table and spun around once more. This time coming to a rest on 1cmanny.

Without hesitation he grabbed the gun pointed it directly at Staydead and pulled the trigger with alarming speed

RIP In Peace, ShotDead.

Horrified at what they had just witnessed the players sat around the table could barely continue. Aaron assured in his safety sat the gun back down in the middle of the table and spun it round. As the barrel rotated each person watched it slow down, it seemed to take forever to stop. When it did it was pointing directly at Aaron. Fate.

He looked at his target Deluisbeta and picked up the gun and cocked it straight away. Taking aim firmly between his targets eyes to make sure of the kill should the thing fire he took a deep breath and lowered the weapon.

"Sorry Mate"

Aaron raised the gun toward Deluisbeta and pulled the trigger

1cmanny this time grasped the gun and gave it a slow spin, barely one rotation took place causing the others to eye him suspiciously. As the revolver did come to a stop however it was resting firmly on AJ Styles who hesitantly picked up the gun and examined it as if looking for some clue as to whether he was about to become a murderer.

After a good 30 seconds of stalling Deluisbeta shouted to him to get on with it. A J Styles raised the gun and pointed it into Clarkmans face. As he went to cock the weapon his sweaty palm slipped and he almost dropped the weapon. Clarkman reached across the table, cocked it for him and then placed it back in his hands and closed his eyes awaiting the bullet to enter his brain.

Deluisbeta fired the gun...

Everyone is going to survive except StayDead. :lol:

The group sense luck was on their side this night. Clarkman the third man to escape a bloody fate in this deadly death dealing game.

Clarkman reached for the gun and spun it around for the fifth time. Round and round it went, but eventually settled on Clarkman who picked it up and almost as if taking revenge pointed it directly back at A J Styles and pulled the trigger

As the blaze behind where Staydead had been sitting roared out of control the hole in his head had blood pouring from it which soaked the shoes of both AJ Styles and Deluisbeta but they cared not having been given a lifeline that neither of them expected.

Only one man remained sitting at the table who had not had the gun pointed at him 1cmanny. As he looked across the table it was obvious that Staydead was not going to be the one to point the gun at him. He looked at the others hoping to escape his fate but he was met with nothing but stern faces. Aaron with the gun in his hand placed it onto the table and slid it infront of 1cmanny. He would have to take the final shot himself. He would decide his own fate.

1cmanny picked up the gun and toyed with it for a few seconds. he put it against his forehead but found it difficult to hold, he rested it against his temple but again this was not the best method. Oddly calm now 1cmanny opened his mouth and gently slid the barrel in with it pointing straight up into the core of his brain. This would do the job.

1cmanny allowed himself one last look around the table at his lucky fellow players. He took a deep gulp, closed his eyes and pulled the trigger...

Get on with it!

Nooooo

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Well, that was a bullshit way to get rid of two of the most active players in the game. Do anything like that again and I'll ragequit.

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