Curu paced backed and forth, agitated at the slight odor that seemed to be rising from bumatlarge. Curu wrinkled his nose as he finally took a seat, deep in thought. He ignored the babblings of the lunatic kitaman27, who seemed on a mission to assign ridiculous names to each denizen, much to the confusion and agitation of Sauron, the All Seeing Eye.

redFF stared at everyone suspiciously, muttering to himself. He was ignored by all of his peers. Finally he rose and roared at each person, spittle flying everywhere in his fervor.

"What are your intentions?!" he bellowed in a voice that reverberated throughout the room.

He was still ignored by all his peers.

Meanwhile, the hapless citizens trapped in the Castle failed to notice Coagulation standing near the barred door. A man of few words, none had ever heard him speak more than a sentence a day. More ominous than his silence, however, was the wickedly serrated hunting knife he had tucked inside his waistcoat, ready for use...

Curu

Canada2817 Posts

August 04 2011 05:04 GMT

#88

Suddenly a dull groan emitted from the man lying on the floor, previously thought dead.

"UNHNGHGHGH BRAAAAAINS," groaned Amber[LighT] as he rose, staring mindlessly at Syllogism. "NO BRAINS THERE," he declared as he turned away from Syllogism, looking for a new target.

Everyone waited with bated breath for what the zombie would say next...

Curu

Canada2817 Posts

August 04 2011 16:09 GMT

#109

The amount of lunatics increased. Enraged at the perceived insult, Syllogism ripped off the zombie Amber[LighT]'s arm and stuffed it in Amber's mouth, ensuring Amber's continued silence as the zombie munched happily on his own undead flesh.

Trotske, the insecure hermaphrodite, nervously stammered its input before retreating back into its own corner, afraid to be ridiculed by its peers.

Coagulation smoothly reassured his companions of his good intentions, wearing an oily smile that never touched his eyes. Despite his reassurances, the wickedly curved sickle with I AM DEATH splotched across it in the blood of fifty virgins subtly proclaimed that his intentions were anything but good.

Meapak_Ziphh, the stinky uneducated hobo, introduced himself much to the chagrin of all assembled.

bumatlarge, more commonly known as Bruce Wayne, say quietly in his seat carefully observing the gathered people.

And finally Palmar, the snakery snake snake, drew himself up as he hissed at the crowd,

"Sssssssss join my cultsssssssssssssssssssss," he proclaimed, pulling out a piece of wrinkled parchment with terms on it. "Firsssssssssssssssssssssssst to kill the detecctivessssssssssssss getssssssssssss one week paid leave."

What horrors are in store for the brave and faithful Curu? Will he be eaten by the zombie Amber, beaten to death by the lunatic kitaman, seduced by the disturbingly attractive hermaphrodite Trotske? Or, much more likely, will he meet his end at the hands of the oily incarnation of pure evil, Coagulation? Only time will tell........

Curu

Canada2817 Posts

August 04 2011 16:10 GMT

#110

EBWOP: Bruce Wayne of course sat quietly in his seat, not say quietly.

Curu

Canada2817 Posts

August 04 2011 20:17 GMT

#129

The hermaphrodite was not only seductive, but clever and witty as well...

A dangerous combination...

Curu

Canada2817 Posts

August 05 2011 00:29 GMT

#149

Curu heard a young hermaphrodite's laughter when he woke, probably Trotske's. He also found a sappy romance DVD in his closet.

Probably also Trotske's.

Curu

Canada2817 Posts

August 05 2011 00:40 GMT

#152

Curu stared at the psycho kitaman27 babbling on about his nonsensical suspicions. The big buff Syllogism had just solved the clue to the next room, that was not enough reason to suspect someone.

Suddenly Curu whirled around. There was Coagulation, creeping up behind him. Quickly Coagulation hid his hand behind his back; that same hand held a red knife dripping with the innards of Jaedong.

Elsewhere in the room Mig the Colossus abruptly tipped and fell in hilarious fashion because he was imbalanced.

Curu

Canada2817 Posts

August 05 2011 01:07 GMT

#156

Curu also stared at redFF, the paranoid used cars salesman, very suspiciously. Perhaps even more suspiciously than Coagulation. Some business about "role PM" and knowing that they changed. Curu's own had not changed.