TL Mafia XXXVI - Page 3

BloodyC0bbler had been busy late into the night, as per usual for a man of his stature. Gazing down at his desk, he was busy staring holes into recent police reports of increased crime activity. The town eliminated all crime years ago, so any reports of crimes of this scale, and in this frequency disturbed the mayor deeply. Taking a brief break, BloodyC0bbler took a walk from the town hall, wandering throughout the town. Crime he thought, so unlikely in his town. Making his way down to the city center, he gazed at the buildings as he passed, the shopping mall that had just been built, the school he went to when he was a kid, just farther down the way a series of small stores and restaurants. Making his way back the way he came, he stopped by the fountain in front of the office. It was there he noticed he was being followed. Turning, he saw a figure rush forward. The following morning, the town would discover the mayor BloodyC0bbler dead and floating in the town fountain.

Incognito the Pardoner, through his tremendous intuition, had sensed that something was to go down last night. Whilst in his office finishing his work, he deflected no less than five assassination attempts, ranging from sniffing poison in his coffee cup to leaping out of the way from a thrown knife while walking down the hallway. Dedicated and passionate to his job, Incognito would not let any threat deter him from furthering the prosperity of the town. By 11:00, he had finished everything, and after securing all the windows and other entrances into the building, he prepared to leave for the night. However, on his way out, he passed by the receptionist’s desk, and then something bad happened. Somebody had forgotten to turn off the printer, and it was on the point of overheating. Incognito recognized the danger and started backing away quickly, but in one freak moment, the printer exploded and showered Incognito with burning hot ink, hitting him in the face. As Incognito ran outward toward the street to escape, he was struck by a speeding car.

As jiabung's body swayed in the air, the town began to disperse. They had not killed a Mafia member on the first night, so the people dispersed quickly, knowing that death would be coming for them. Townspeople disappeared back to their homes, to wait out the night armed with shotguns behind hastily constructed barricades. However, after everybody else had left ElyAs stayed behind. He walked up to jiabung's body still hung, and began to inspect jiabung, perhaps looking for clues. However, after a few minutes he became aware of another presence, and nervously backed down from the steps, and started on his way home. A masked figure followed him, and stealthily kept to the shadows, not letting ElyAs out of his sight. ElyAs moved quickly, breaking into a quick run, hoping to make it back home before he was overtaken. However, he was not to make it. As ElyAs passed by the town courthouse, he noticed that he had already been beaten--the masked figure was sitting on the steps. ElyAs gasped, but in an instant his life had been snuffed out, and the killer walked away with a bloodied knife.

Barth was spending the night safely indoors. He was at his desk in his library, looking at the pictures of the recently deceased town leaders through his magnifying glass. After carefully analyzing the pictures, he realized he was no step closer to solving this crime. He got up and moved to his bedroom, and began to get ready for bed. After climbing into the bed, he turned off his light and turned to see his drapes flutter in the wind. He moved to them and saw his window open, shaking his head and not remembering opening the window, he moved to close it. As he reached out to grab the handle, he felt a weight push against him, and he went tumbling out the window. A sickening crack was heard, and the lifeless eyes of barth gazed up at the sky.

It was pyr0ma5ta's night off from his job, and so he was headed back home. He walked slowly and deliberately, scanning the crowd for any signs of mafia. He knew that the mafia might target him for this, but it was his job. After the last townsperson had left the town square, pyr0ma5ta picked up the pace. However, he failed to notice that somebody was pursuing him as he made his way back home. pyr0ma5ta lived on the outskirts of town, and he had almost made it back home before he sensed somebody behind him. However, pyr0ma5ta was undeterred, and slowly turned around, reaching for the handgun that he kept hidden in his back pocket. Before he could withdraw the gun though, something flew through the air, blinding pyr0ma5ta as it hit him in the face. As he clawed at the suffocating object, it released an electrical shock that brought pyr0ma5ta to his knees. As he lay there, stunned, he heard footsteps approaching him. The last thing pyr0ma5ta would hear was the sound of his killer's heavy breathing.

AcrossFiveJulys was on the prowl this night, he knew full well that in this city, it had become a survival of the fit. He was hoping that the mafia would slip up, and creeping up and down streets through the shadows, and checking every alley revealed nothing. Sighing, he moved into the local bar that he knew would still be open at this hour. Snagging a pint from the bar, and then sitting down in a booth, he sighed in frustration. After he finished his beer, he ordered another, then another. By the end of the night AcrossFiveJulys had no idea who stabbed him, but he was left dead all the same.

The night was long for the pardoner yellowink and his companion laxercannon.
Together the men had the pictures of all the previous crimes laid out, and were scrutinizing them intensely. After hours of fruitless work, the two decided to adjourn for the night and pick up where they left off after.
They departed the town hall, and turned and walked separate ways.
Yellowink began to walk past the gallows when he heard a sound from behind him. Turning, he saw LaXercannon get attacked from behind. As yellowink began to move forward to help, he felt a sudden explosion of pain in his legs. Collapsing, he watched as a man stood over him, then dragged him up to the gallows. As the rope was placed around his neck, he watched as laxercannon bled out over the ground. The town then found Yellowink hanging from the gallows comes morning.