Having previously been daydreaming of [URL="http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140122173357/walkingdead/images/3/38/Alexandria_is_Burning.jpg"]better times[/URL], Negan was soon roused by the sudden accusations made against his name.
[I]"Hey uh, Stiff Python, whatever the fuck your name is - you've got me there. Not gonna deny that I've killed a couple of motherfuckers before, though - and this is some honest cross-my-heart and hope-to-fucking-die shit, they were motherfuckers who wouldn't simply follow my fucking rules. Like Rick the prick over there, for instance."[/I] Negan casually pointed Lucille's barbed end towards Rick's general direction.
[I]"But we've got two things wrong, there. First of all, this green eh..... whatever the fuck little Jeremiah was, didn't screw with any of my rules, and it'd just be fucking -boring- to pulverise someone like him. Second, and this is where I'm gonna get fucking angry - why the fuck would I give little Jeremiah the pinata treatment without Lucille's involvement. I mean, shit - how fucking dare you imply that I would leave this bitch at home and borrow goatee's pissant crowbar to go to town on someone."[/I] For emphasis, he once again raised the bat and this time pointed it at Snake, albeit with a hint of malice in this instance.
Yet Negan eventually laid off and reclined back in his seat, continuing. [I]"If anyone here's to be suspected, let's see.... now, as much as I hate to admit this, Rick the prick's too much of a holier-than-thou fuckwad to be behind this shit, so he's out. Then, I'm real fucking tempted to point a finger at goatee over there, but... shit, isn't this guy supposed to be some kinda smartass? Smartasses don't fucking frame themselves because they're above that reverse psychology shit. That brings me to Black Mask - by the way, what's up with you fuckers when it comes to names? Anyway, Mask's got my eye just a little bit. I dunno, just seems the motherfucker that just might get as much of a kick out of this shit as I would. Hmm... or we could all just be letting our dicks sway in the wind whilst we get gutted one-by-one."[/I]
Sighing, Negan glanced over towards Grills and shouted [I]"Shitfuck, this makes a guy hungry. Bear, toss me a burger!"[/I]
"Hmm, you do have a point, you never leave Lucille alone. And you seem to have spent some time with Rick, so assuming you know him better than me, I think that crosses him off, and you of course." Snake said to Negan.
"Which leaves Black Mask...I think we may have found our killer." Snake said.
Black Mask quickly heard the scenes of conversation as he walked up from the distance hearing out his name. Something out of a comedy movie. "What the fuck Mister motherfucking Kurt Russell impersonator?! You trying to imply I'm the fucker who's killing?" He quickly smashed one of the glasses near the counter out of frustration.
"Out of all the assholes in this building you were the only one that I was considering to trust. You're gonna regret that pal!" Black Mask rushed out of the room, only to spot a cardboard box in the previous room, tipping it over. He rushed out once again.
((Might want to make it more obvious on who you are talking to))
(I thought it was already clear, but I was referring to Snake and his mullet.)
[QUOTE]
The speaker crackle in a delightful tune before going to static. Lully's voice is heard once more, in a bit of a more serious tone than usual.
"I apologize for the delay on the usual beginning of the accusing-voting period. I had to take care of... [I]something[/I] and I lost track of time. But anywho, let us start!"
After that, the speaker fades into [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-PWLiAKWZo"]a little tune[/URL].
[/QUOTE]
"Hmm..somethings not right, what Rick and Negan said before sounds legitimate, not sure about Black Mask but it's possibly the killer is trying to frame him.....I need more time to think about this." Snake said.
Snake then looked at the camera.
"Can I refrain from voting?" Snake asked.
((Stay alive))
[QUOTE]
Without any fanfare or announcement, the voting period started. Over at the voting area there was a new sign that said "It is ok if you don't want to vote."
[/QUOTE]
Agree for Negan
Disagree for Black Mask
Funny for Snake
[Doing this earlier to maximize voting.]
"Huh... if I don't vote, then that only increases the chance of the murderer getting at us right? Hmm... I guess... I'll go with the one with the.... hrrgh....."
Then Cameron gave up, and rolled a die.
It landed on a 4.
"Well, I guess that's that."
And Cameron cast his vote.
Black Mask voted for Negan he wasn't really sure anymore, all he really cared about was a final drink for the night. He knew people were on to him, he was going to get voted the most. I guess he can call it a karmic death seeing how he voted for Poinxsquad just for shits and giggles.
He hoped that the hefty amount of theories and back up notes would at least provide anything useful.
He took off his black mask, hence his name, laying it down to a near glass table. His black hair was still good looking as ever. He took a shot by himself all along in this hellhole and soon to be literal hell.
Choking down some hard liquor, he pulled out a picture of his girlfriend: Tiffany, a gal he loved back home.
"Fuckers don't trust me eh, that's fine. I knew there would be some bastards." He was all alone in the situation, if there was ever a hope left then it just faded away. His head went down. What also came were tears of despair. He wasn't crying because of his actions of a criminal, he was crying about what would happen to Tiffany?
"Fuckin' Bastards... they have no idea what they have just done!" Black Mask cried some more until his thirst for liquor became more tolerated. Soon to pull himself closer to his true self.
[QUOTE]
Lully's voice is heard again.
"Voting time is over!", he said. "Time to see who gets the chair!", he says sort of enthusiastically.
"It was neck to neck, but Negan beats Mr. Sionis by 1 vote. How sad. Negan, come to the ground floor so that we can escort you to the execution. Rest of you, go watch in the Video Room if you want."
As some go the Video Room, Negan goes downstairs to find the 2 outside guards waiting for him with a camera man. As they walk to the car, one of the guards grabs Lucille. The other guard grabs Negan, who tried to grab Lucille back, yelling at the guard. They tie him up with rope and throw him into the trunk for safety measures. They leave and drive to the same location that is far from town. There, they have a platform with a ancient torture device on it. The Judas Cradle.
With Negan still tied up, they put him in the waist harness and aim for his anus. Slowly, they lower the ropes as the pyramid-shaped seat causes Negan great pain and torture. Soon, his muscle tissue begins to rip. Then, they stop. As Negan barely lives, one of the guards grabs Lucille and beats it into Negan's skull, finishing him.
Lully's voice comes on again. "Seems like he isn't the one. Again.", he says before being cut off with [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yiw3BZti6eY"]some dramatic tune[/URL]. Then [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ijEbM6uzEQ"]some music[/URL] plays afterwards.
The Murderer lives to kill another Citizen.
[/QUOTE]
Negan has been executed via the Judas Cradle with special help from Lucille. He wasn't the Murderer.
Pvt Johnson walks into the Video Room, and watches the feed.
[I]
"4, BLUE ON BLUE!
[/I]
He then rotates on a point and walks out.
"Jesus Christ! That is just... awful! Oh God... why..."
"What.....Negan was voted? I wasn't paying attention but...damn...poor sod." Snake said.
((Bump))
[QUOTE]
Roman "Black Mask" Sionis was sitting on his bed alone, downing a glass of red wine, when suddenly;
[B]THWOCK![/B]
The wine glass dropped onto the ground, staining the carpet with red, and just as Roman was about to turn around, he took another heavy swing from the Murderer's poker.
"Well, you sure can take a hit, can'tcha?", the Murderer enthusiastically said while using a bottle of rubber cement onto the mask's lips to permanently seal Roman's lips.
"Sorry friend, but you're gonna have to stay a bit quiet if I'm gonna kill you.", following that statement, a muffled "Fuck you." was heard.
"Ooh, sorry you feel that way Mr. Sionis, or should I call ya' Black Mask? Well, it really won't matter since you're gonna die anyways."
Mr. Sionis attempted to give the Murderer a solid right hook, but seeing as he was a bit drunk, his aim was off.
"Ooh, looks like that could've actually hurt! Guess I'm gonna have to neutralize ya before we have our fun, huh?", and with that, the Murderer proceeded to break the ribs and arms of his victim before dragging Mr. Sionis' body onto the leather chair in the room.
He secured Mr. Sionis to the chair by tying his chest to the chair with the blankets and covers from the bed. The Murderer then took a glass mug from under the bed, and placed it onto Mr. Sionis' thigh.
"If you drop this, then what you're gonna get is-", mid-sentence, the mug rolled onto the floor, prompting the Murderer to savagely beat upon Mr. Sionis' gut.
"-an extended murder. Now be a good little victim, and don't let it fall off, or the next time, you'll get to see your intestines!", the Murderer says, gently placed the mug on Mr. Sionis' thigh, chuckling to himself.
"Hmm, do you wanna see something funny?", following that sentence, the Murderer took a pen and jammed it inside of Roman's left eye, a stream of blood flowing down the mask that covered his face.
"Should've stayed in Blackgate, Mr. Sionis.", the Murderer gleefully giggled girlishly, while twisting the pen into Roman's eye-socket, deepening the pain.
The Murderer then took a bottle of rubbing alcohol and poured it onto the glass mug, still balanced on Roman's legs. The rubbing alcohol overflowed onto Mr. Sionis' pants and feet, and then he took out a lighter, and giggled in glee at the sight of his victim's pupils dilating.
"Not yet Mr. Sionis, you have to be patient."
The Murderer then proceeded to walk towards the cabinet, and he removed a can of gasoline, which he had poured into the shape of a bat.
"I know how much you probably hate bats, so I thought this would be a bit fun!
So, Sionis, you did such a good job at balancing that mug on your leg that I think we should take this to the next level!"
The Murderer then took out some more rubber cement and covered the Black Mask's nostrils.
"Just insurance, that's all.", following that, the Murderer lit his lighter and balanced it perfectly onto Mr. Sionis' head. He then took out 2 more lighters, lit them, and balanced them onto Mr. Sionis' hands.
"If you dare try to move, then you'll die for sure! Bye then!", The Murderer then turned down the thermostat to 25 degrees Fahrenheit and walked out the room, leaving only a note taped to the door, and a body that will eventually burn itself, tied to a chair.
The note states:
[QUOTE]How unfortunate that Mr. Freeman wasn't executed. I guess we'll try a new set of rules.
Whoever is the 2nd most accused of being the Murderer during the next vote is going to be my next victim.
Such a shame, I was hoping you would turn on each other easily, but I guess I'll just have to force you to choose the victim one way or another...
:)[/QUOTE]
The smell of smoke and roasting pork filled the air of the hall a while later. The smell attracted the guards, who found the burning corpse. They grab the fire extinguishers and put out the fire in order to prevent it from spreading.
[/QUOTE]
Roman "Black Mask" Sionis has died in a fiery torture. Meanwhile, let's see how things are at Applewhite.
[QUOTE]
At the classified hospital on the East Coast, as the government official is speaking to the brought back Presidents regarding their delicate positions, Morty and his cultists were waiting for someone to arrive. Soon, they receive a message from the ground floor.
"Someone has arrived.... carrying something they say you asked them to get.", says the lobby. Morty tells his cultists to come with him and they go downstairs. There, Morty finds what he expected. Dead bodies.
Looking around, he sees the person who brought the bodies left. "They left you a note", Morty is told. He grabs the note and reads it.
[QUOTE]I apologize I couldn't stay to see you. I had to get going.
Also, got you both bodies instead of just the one. I'll look for the body you want me to find now.[/QUOTE]
Morty takes a good look at the bodies. They are exactly bodies he was told he was going to get. The bodies of the Murderers of Season 2. He was told only Jeff Hill was arriving, but apparently John Doe's body was taken too. He tells his cultists to get the bodies upstairs into the operating room, as he goes to defecate.
Being the first one to die, John Doe's body was prepared first. When he was killed by Hill, notes of his future murders were found, filled to the brim with specific details on how everyone was going to get murdered. They check his body. It wasn't completely crushed by the walls he was stuck in, so it is salvageable. They then check the head. The staples are taken out carefully and something is put onto the staple wounds in order for them to heal. Following that, they check the crowbar wound. The damage to the skull isn't quite bad, easily repairable. They set up his body just like they set up Clinton's body.
Then, Jeff Hill's body was prepared. His execution was most gruesome. Optical cords cut, body crushed into a wall, eyes sewed to hand, stapled mouth, brain damage. They take special care in order to get everything OK. First, the mouth is un-stapled just like Doe's mouth was. Then, the eyes are un-sewed from Jeff's hand. They look around the hospital and find eyes similar to Jeff's. They do eye surgery to get them on. Then, they check the body. A few ribs were broken, but that can be removed and fixed with some operating. Last, but not least, they open up his head and begin surgically fixing the brain. Months earlier, they received info regarding the structural damage of the brain and prepared by ordering matching brain bits from the black market. The Corpus Callosum is patched up, the skull is fixed and the slight damage to the prefrontal cortex is fixed, though they were never told if it matched the data. At long last, they set up his body just like they set up Clinton's body.
Hours of work realized as they bring in the gemstones. Jeff's gemstone is fixed into a badge that looks similar to a police or detective badge, while Doe's gemstone is fixed into looking like a button on a dress shirt. They attach them to the bodies and finally activate the machinery. Like before, it runs for 2 hours before ending. The cultists do their cult thing once more and after 10 minutes finish.
Morty enters the room as the cultists finish, waiting for 5 minutes before the two wake up. John Doe wakes up and promptly goes back to sleep, thinking this is a dream. Jeff Hill, meanwhile, wakes up screaming the words "ABRAHAM!".
Morty, seeing Doe, asks his cultists to put him on one of the hospital beds and take him to another room. He walks to Hill and slaps him across the face to shut him up. As Morty retracts his arm, Hill grabs it and asks where he is.
"Oh, don't worry, mr. Hill, you're safe here.", he says in a soft tone. "You're in a hospital on the East Coast, where you were brought back from the death by request. Don't ask who, that's confidential.". Hill begins asking if Abraham is still alive. Morty, before telling him, tells him to call him Morty. He then tells him Abraham is dead and that he doesn't know where his body is. "I know where the body is.", Jeff said as he begun to get out of bed. "We need to get him before he rots.", he says as the cultists take the intravenous cannula off of him. "Alright", says Morty. "I'll give you 2 cultists and a ride, that fine with you?", he asks. "Yes, that is perfectly fine", Jeff replies. Soon, Jeff and his 2 cultists get into their ride and head off, in search of Abraham's body.
Meanwhile, on the West Coast, in one of the best hospitals in the country, a doctor funded by a town's police force is bringing back a body by their request.
[/QUOTE]
The Murderers of Season 2, Jeff Hill and John Doe, have returned!
Just like for Nixon and Clinton, the [URL="http://facepunch.com/showthread.php?t=1439357&p=46601615&viewfull=1#post46601615"]same rules [/URL][URL="http://facepunch.com/showthread.php?t=1439357&p=46669950&viewfull=1#post46669950"]apply here[/URL]. Jeff's gemstone ability is enhanced sight, while Doe's gemstone ability is greater strength.
Yay, Jeff Hill is back, I can redeem him.
(Again, would be more fun if more people activly played the game.)
Rick felt slightly releaved, no matter who had had picked, an innocent man would've been killed. Rick goes to check out the body, a very bloody body.
'What a shame.' Rick said to himself.
'A real fucking shame, in-fucking-deed.' A familiar voice said. Rick turns around in shock, it couldn't be.
Negan was standing in the corner.
'What're you doing here? You're dead.' Rick said.
'Haha Rick, you fucking cunt. We've been through so fucking much, you really think you can forget me that fucking easy? Some dude did to me in a single night what you tried for months. I'm not gonna tell you who the fuck it is, that wouldn't be fun. Now you better fucking watch your back.'
Rick blinked, and Negan was gone.
'What was that all about?' Rick says, to himself again.
'Yeah, that's Negan. I don't know why he's here. Maybe because of all the fighting you did. Anyway, you'd better get to solving this murder quick dad. You can't fight forever.'
(I hope GordonZombie is alright with me using Negan inside Rick's head)
(RIP Black Mask, he died inside the building getting laid with one staff woman behind the scenes, died trying.)
Pvt Johnson hears of the passing of another tenant, and of his gruesome and slow death. He breaks down.
[I]"NEGATIVE. NEGATIVE. NEGATIVE."[/I]
He then continuously runs against the locked front door of the building, unable to escape.
"I am getting tired of this, I need a drink and a smoke." Snake said after seeing the dead body, he then walks to the bar, gets a drink and smokes a cigarette.
[b]_Jeff Hill_[/b]
After arriving at the scene of Abraham's death, Jeff takes the two Cultists to the room.
"Okay he should be in here." Jeff said as he opened the door.
"W-what..Where is he?.....Where is the blood? I only did this a day ago....The other aftermaths were never like this, there would be at least blood if there was no body here." Jeff said as he stared at the location of Abraham's death.
"Wait......yo-you guys...YOU TOOK HIM?" Jeff yelled at the two Cultists.
Jeff then turns around and grabs one of the Cultists and knocks him into the other.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS ABRAHAM....WHERE IS THE BLOOD? WHERE IS THE NOTE....WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE." Jeff yelled.
"Wait....Morty said I was brought back from death...THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE..." Jeff yelled.
"WHERE AM I? THIS ISN'T WHAT I EXPERIENCED BEFORE.." Jeff said.
Jeff then turns around and looks back at the location of Abraham's death.
Jeff then kneels down.
"Where are you Abraham? Where am I?" Jeff said as he started to tear up.
The Cultists then stood up and grabbed Jeff.
Jeff then kicked the Cultist behind him and punched the other Cultist, he then took the keys to the car and left the building and drove off. He then turned on the communications speaker.
"MORTY!" Jeff yelled as he was driving
"God damnit. PICK UP!" Jeff yelled.
No one answered.
[b]_Snake_[/b]
After leaving the bar, Snake heads back to his room and collapses onto his bed.
"Ugh...Another death, and no leads. The only idea I have which only makes it harder to figure out the killer is that he may be framing multiple people to make it confusing on who did it." Snake said to himself.
"I don't know who I can trust, or who I can't...." Snake said as he closed his eyes.
*bbbbzzzzz*
*bbbbbzzzzz*
"Ugh...Now what?" Snake said as he sat up.
*bbbbzzzz*
"Jesus, this is annoying." Snake then stood up and walked out, trying to figure out where the location was.
*Bbbbbzzzz*
*Sounds like it's louder that way.* Snake thought to himself.
Snake then started walking by each room and putting his ear up to the door, he then started to walk down stairs and then back up stairs, looking for the source of this sound.
[QUOTE]
Chopin's [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9E6b3swbnWg"]"Nocturnes, Op. 9" No. 2[/URL] begins playing over the speakers. As it plays, one of the guards enters.
"Lully cannot make the announcement at the moment, so we have substituted him with classical music at the moment. The accusing-voting period has started, please go to the designated area please. Thank you.", the guard says before leaving.
[/QUOTE]
'If I didn't know any better, I'd say the announcer was the killer, but I don't think that's possible. Although I'm suspecting Cameron Knoll..'
[Come on, we need one more accusation! How can you hold a vote with just one accusation?]
"The Hell you accusing me for? I can't kill, and even if I wanted to, do you see how the killer's been killing these men!? I don't have the creativity for that shit! Hell, the best I'd do is with just a knife or a gun, and even then, I'd vomit all over the corpse while doing it. If anyone, I'd think its you, Grimes. You're the most dirty and grizzled out of anyone, and you look like a guy who'd go on a killing spree!"
((I forgot to make my post.))
[b]_Before Announcement_[/b]
"Where is this beeping sound...I can't find it...." Snake said to himself.
"I might as well go back for now, a vote might be held soon.".
Snake then walked to the voting booth and waited for people to arrive, and thought about who to vote on.
"Rick, Doubt it. Knoll...Possible.... Damn this is confusing, he is framing everyone at once." Snake said.
"I might just refrain...WAIT...THAT'S IT." Snake said.
"If I am correct, the killer chooses his victims by the amount of votes a person get. If we don't vote then no one will get executed, and no one will die till the killer does it." Snake said out loud.
[B]_After Announcement_[/B]
"EVERYONE STOP FIGHTING" Snake yelled.
"I have a solution." Snake said.
"Okay if you look back at the note, the killer wrote "How unfortunate that Mr. Freeman wasn't executed. I guess we'll try a new set of rules.
Whoever is the 2nd most accused of being the Murderer during the next vote is going to be my next victim.
Such a shame, I was hoping you would turn on each other easily, but I guess I'll just have to force you to choose the victim one way or another...
:)" Snake said as he held up the note.
"He decides a victim by voting, and as I did with the last vote, I didn't vote." Snake said.
"Don't vote, and we won't lose another person until the killer kills again. This gives us time to look for more clues." Snake said as he lowered his arm.
"Everyone, refrain from voting. Rick, Knoll. Take back your votes." Snake said.
'So you want us to pick between possibly finding the murderer, and stopping this murder, or do nothing and still get killed? Oh hell no. My vote stays'
"Don't you understand, if we execute another innocent person, then the killer kills, we lose 2 people. BUT, if we don't vote, we only lose 1 person. This will give us more time to find more clues as well." Snake said.
"Rick, you have lead a group before from what I hear. Isn't having 1 die better than 2 dying?" Snake asks Rick.
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