[GG] Mafia XII - The Summer Season - Page 16

All was quiet in the town of Liquiville. The sleepy town had never been one which dabbled in the troubles of bigger cities and was content to live a simple country life. The moon was high in the sky with the light filtering through the windows of the village folk when the silence was broken by a shrill sharp yell. Confused, two of the village folk went out to investigate the strange noises. Their search lead them to the Emperor’s Palace, a find they wished they could just forget.

As they stepped through the gates they saw a sight which resembled a bloody battle. The bodyguards were strung up on lines like a human clothes line. Blood spilling from their gored bodies and pooling on the ground. The two forced themselves to continue on, for the sake of the town. They tread through the blood and into the inner palace. Little did Camlito and Ace know that this foolish move would be their last. As they entered, a bomb went off to their right, sending a pillar crashing down on top of the poor innocent townies. Both were flattened into human pancakes.

The events at the Palace were not yet through for the night. Plexa, the Emperor, had heard the noises, seen his Bodyguards brutally tortured and murdered and heard the explosion down stairs. He knew that whoever the intruders were, they were after him. Fortunately Plexa’s Palace was well equipped with hiding places after his Uncle’s erratic fear of giant spiders. It was not difficult for him to completely conceal his presence in the room.

Two men were rummaging around in a room nearby, where exactly he could not tell. The sounds came closer and closer and very soon they were in the same room as him. He saw two men; one tall and lanky, the other carrying an explosive device. Their plan became immediate to him, they were going to blow his palace up with him inside. The two began setting the device while Plexa buried himself in his hiding place.

“Wait” said one of them. Plexa heard footsteps, he heard gun load, he felt the cold of the barrel up against the back of his neck. The man pulled the trigger. The Emperor was dead.

Dawn broke, and the cry of the countless vultures overhead woke the villagers from their slumber. The smell of death filled the air and immediately they all knew their quiet little village would stay quiet no longer. Amongst the ruins of the Palace the village found the body of their beloved Emperor as well as the bodies of his fallen guards. There was a note posted on the town gallows which read “We will not rest until every last villagers is dead. You will all pay for what you have done to me”. The town was confused at this note, but knew what they must do. A new Emperor must be elected, one prepared to fight the Mafia insurgence and save the town from brutal slaughter.

Liquiville prided itself on it’s cheese, after all it was Liquiville’s primary export. The Cheese factory lay on the outskirts of the village and operated around the clock manufacturing cheese. Four members of the Mafia congregated outside of the factory and planned to butcher the occupants and ruin the towns economy. The Mafia entered the building and split up; two travelled alone while two travelled together.

The first headed straight for the control room. His quickened walk looked almost arrogant as he kept his eyes peeled for any sign of resistance. The Mafioso burst through the control room door and Shikyo leapt from his chair in shock. Disappointed that there was only one occupant, the Mafioso sighed and punched Shikyo in the gut, causing him to fall face first onto the ground. Standing above Shikyo, the Mafioso opened fire on his head. By the end of the incident there was more metal inside of Shikyo’s head than organic material. Satisfied with a job well done, the Mafioso signalled to his colleagues that the Control Room was secure.

The team of two got to work right away sabotaging the Cheese factory. As one sprinkled fox glove seeds all over the cheese, the tall lanky one kept vigilant in case security was alerted. Elemenope had been alerted to their activities moments ago upon hearing the prolonged roar which had come from the control tower, which then prompted him to look outside his window which overlooked the entire factory. As a security guard for the factory, he knew it was his responsibility to protect the exports at all cost. He launched himself out of the window towards the two saboteurs in hopes to catch them by surprise. However the lanky one was well aware of what was going on. A simple sidestep was enough to have Elemenope come crashing to the floor, immediately the other Mafioso tied him up and strapped a bomb to his chest. No one was able to help Elemenope before the timer ran out.

There was one matter left to attend to – the destruction of the secret Liquiville Cheese recipe. The task was left to Mr Julia, a newcomer to the Mafia but nonetheless determined to carry out his orders. Mr Julia had a nack for working out combinations and he had cracked the safe within seconds. He wasted no time in burning the recipe with his lighter. “What are you doing!!” cried fishball, startling Mr Julia and causing him to accidentally burn himself on the recipe. fishball watched in horror and amazement as Mr Julia’s burn wound began to change colour and pulsate. “Look what you’ve done!” exclaimed Mr Julia who came lunging at fishball. fishball fended Mr Julia’s first few blows off, but each blow became more erratic and powerful. It wasn’t long until Mr Julia landed a punch square on fishball’s jaw, knocking him to the ground. Mr Julia pounced on fishball and eventually turned fishball into a bloody pulp. Even though fishball was dead, Mr Julia could not stop and eventually, after his body began to pulsate, he passed out.

Four Mafia had entered, but only three had returned to the exit. All three of them instantly knew what had happened to Mr Julia and rushed over to the safe room to bring him back home. vivi57 was the last security guard on duty and was know well aware that the place had been hit by the Mafia. He was hiding around a corner, near the safe room, hoping the Mafia would leave him be. However, the instant the 3 Mafia passed the corner he was struck down by a large faintly warm object. He fell to the ground dazed and confused, but could make out 3 fuzzy shapes leaving with some kind of psychedelic object draped over one of their backs. The three Mafia noted that he was still alive and opened fire on vivi57 – the sheer intensity of the bullets severed vivi57’s body in two.

Meanwhile in Liquiville’s most holy temple a Priest was channeling all his rage and hate into the corpse of the recently deceased MrBabyHands. Uncertain of what his fate would be, the Priest knew in his heart that whatever the outcome, MrBabyHands must walk again for the sake of the town. The resurrection had begun.

On July 06 2009 12:41 Faronel wrote:
Edit:

Is it at all possible that both bockit and vx70gto are mafia?

there are so many other gun related profiles

On July 06 2009 13:13 L wrote:
Name some.

The only other solid link to a gun is Scaramanga.

On July 06 2009 13:14 BloodyC0bbler wrote:


isnt gay man lucas have a gun mentioned in his profile?

On July 06 2009 13:13 L wrote:
Name some.

The only other solid link to a gun is Scaramanga.

On July 06 2009 13:06 BloodyC0bbler wrote:
As a general note, both day 1 and day 2 have included two similar people

a tall lanky man, and a man who likes explosives.

Araav is an acronym for Armored Reconnaissance Airborne Assault Vehicle, if they are together one other day, i would suggest that they are a pair as araav needs a pilot to move around and would explain the facination with explosives, the insane damage on vivi, and the seeds solid link him to day 2

On July 06 2009 13:21 Pyrrhuloxia wrote:

well LucasWoJ has several metal weapons, shock could refer to BWDero or JeeJee's quote about fear, I already mentioned it could be way of hinting at metal rock. That's already many more possible alternative causalities for those passages than I've found for foxglove seeds, which is why Araav is higher on my target priority list currently.

On July 06 2009 13:31 ydg wrote:
Also, isn't it interesting how quick Pyrrh is to support BC's (weak) clue analysis, just as how quick he was to support his platform?