Seon
Not An Evil Liar
Spoiler Backstory :
"Who the **** are they?" Shouted IceKommander.
"Shut up and eat your porridge," said the magistrate Seon. "They are mercenaries hired to protect this facility."
There was a murmur around the table.
"SILENCE! I WILL NOT HAVE ANY TALKING AROUND THE TABLE IN THIS GLORIOUS MOMENT!" The magistrate yelled. "Now people, as we all know, the moment of greatness is upon us. Soon, oh thank you," the magistrate graciously accepted a cup from a woman.
"Now, as we all know, the moment of glory is upon us. The Worldbreak is almost upon us, and Ceridwen will claim all our lives. The hated Bannor will finally be destroyed. But yet I believe that there are infiltrators in our midst as we speak. But I know who they are. Oh, I know who they are alright."
The magistrate took a sip from the cup.
"They are..." the magistrate turned green and planted his face into the porridge.
There was a silence around the table.
"What the hell did he say?" said BSmith the blacksmith.
Classical hero stopped playing the lyre.
"What the hell happened?"
"Lemme Check," said TheLastOne. He walked up to the innert body of Seon. "I think he was poisoned. Pottassium Cyanide."
"Who gave him that cup?!" shouted IceKommander.
"IT WAS HER!!!!" Earthling said in the voice dripping with foreign accent. He pointed at the woman.
Sonny the barmaid looked around, disoriented. "What the hell? What am I doing here?" she said.
"Kill her!" TheLastOne shouted. He charged towards Sonny, who screamed and runned towards the door.
Unfortunately, the building was a rather old one, and all this shouting and running was not good for its masonry. A pile of rock suddenly dropped and flattened Sonny. Her arm stuck a little out of the pile. The dust from the collapsing ceiling got into the eyes of TheLastOne, who stumbled backwards.
Straight into the sword of Duke Blackstone.
He looked at the sword, which had the gasping, dying body of TheLastOne skewered to it.
He looked at others, who were all staring at him intently.
He dropped the sword. Others picked up stones.
"KILL HIM!" somebody shouted. Dozens of stones piereced the air and hit Duke Blackstone in the head. Like that, he was stoned to death. He then proceeded to fall backwards and through his own swords. TheLastOne died moments before Duke Blackstone did, so he had a pleasure of knowing that for the first time, he was the first one to die that was not an NPC.
"Did we get them all?" somebody said.
That's not what you should be concerened about at the moment, a voice replied.
"Wait, who was that?" They turned to see Kennigit, who was wearing a hocky mask and wielding a chainsaw. "DIE MORTALS! KennigitJason shouted, charging into the masses. He cut off sprig's head off. classical hero struggled to lift the heavy lyre as a shied, and forgot about it. He grabbed civplayah instead, tied him up using lyre wires, and began to use it as a great sword to Kennigit Jason. It had the same effect as bringing a tissue to a tank fight, and Kennigit Jason cut classical hero's head clean off after it carved through civplayah. It seemed as if all was lost....
When landlubber recalled his pirate experiences and pulled out a dart gun (wait what?!) He shot a needle containing bunch of marijuana extract and shot it through KennigitJason's heart. He immediately began to stumble around, and he neatly chopped through the head of Verarde, who was chewing on a drumstick at the time. Drumstick's dying body spit out the bones of the drumstick and it went flying into the open mouth of BSmith, who died choking. Jason fell through a window.
Takhisis, unwilling to let a good drumstick go to waste, picked it up out of the dead body of Bsmith and used it to play the drums. CCrunner said that he had enough and leapt out the window.
Down below, Robbiecon was robbing Daveshack's shed, who was cowering nearby, hoping that the robber does not notice him.Jason Kennigit suddenly fell through the roof and flattened Robbiecon. DaveShack breathed a sigh of relief when CCrunner fell through the roof and flattened him too.
At up, however, Zack decided to take a more proactive choice. He pulled out his Zaknikitel and shot Takhisis in the head 3 times, vaporizing him. "Anyone who plays the drums again, DIES!" he yelled. he suddenly heard someone else laughing. it was Backwards Logic.
He began to levitate off the floor and shot bunch of force lightning and everyone, killing them all in the most agonizing agony. He laughed... and laughed... and laughed.
When Renata suddenly grabbed onto his leg. She was somehow reborn! She then threw herself, and Backwards Logic, out the window.
Down below, KennigitJason was struggling out of the hole he created from the impact when both Backwards Logic and Renata slammed into him. Kennigit rolled his eyes and finally decided to die.
Back up, Winston was starting to rise. He merely pretended to die! Hahahaha! He said. "I win! I win!"
Then a stone dropped on him. The damn masonry.
The magistrate opened one eye and sat up. "Bloody idiots, he muttered."
Sonny rose from the pile of stones as well. "The damn styrofoam stones got into my mouth again!" she shouted.
"hey, wanna go out for dinner or something? The end of the world's not due for another week."
"Sure," Sonny said. They both walked out into the sunset.
"Shut up and eat your porridge," said the magistrate Seon. "They are mercenaries hired to protect this facility."
There was a murmur around the table.
"SILENCE! I WILL NOT HAVE ANY TALKING AROUND THE TABLE IN THIS GLORIOUS MOMENT!" The magistrate yelled. "Now people, as we all know, the moment of greatness is upon us. Soon, oh thank you," the magistrate graciously accepted a cup from a woman.
"Now, as we all know, the moment of glory is upon us. The Worldbreak is almost upon us, and Ceridwen will claim all our lives. The hated Bannor will finally be destroyed. But yet I believe that there are infiltrators in our midst as we speak. But I know who they are. Oh, I know who they are alright."
The magistrate took a sip from the cup.
"They are..." the magistrate turned green and planted his face into the porridge.
There was a silence around the table.
"What the hell did he say?" said BSmith the blacksmith.
Classical hero stopped playing the lyre.
"What the hell happened?"
"Lemme Check," said TheLastOne. He walked up to the innert body of Seon. "I think he was poisoned. Pottassium Cyanide."
"Who gave him that cup?!" shouted IceKommander.
"IT WAS HER!!!!" Earthling said in the voice dripping with foreign accent. He pointed at the woman.
Sonny the barmaid looked around, disoriented. "What the hell? What am I doing here?" she said.
"Kill her!" TheLastOne shouted. He charged towards Sonny, who screamed and runned towards the door.
Unfortunately, the building was a rather old one, and all this shouting and running was not good for its masonry. A pile of rock suddenly dropped and flattened Sonny. Her arm stuck a little out of the pile. The dust from the collapsing ceiling got into the eyes of TheLastOne, who stumbled backwards.
Straight into the sword of Duke Blackstone.
He looked at the sword, which had the gasping, dying body of TheLastOne skewered to it.
He looked at others, who were all staring at him intently.
He dropped the sword. Others picked up stones.
"KILL HIM!" somebody shouted. Dozens of stones piereced the air and hit Duke Blackstone in the head. Like that, he was stoned to death. He then proceeded to fall backwards and through his own swords. TheLastOne died moments before Duke Blackstone did, so he had a pleasure of knowing that for the first time, he was the first one to die that was not an NPC.
"Did we get them all?" somebody said.
That's not what you should be concerened about at the moment, a voice replied.
"Wait, who was that?" They turned to see Kennigit, who was wearing a hocky mask and wielding a chainsaw. "DIE MORTALS! Kennigit
When landlubber recalled his pirate experiences and pulled out a dart gun (wait what?!) He shot a needle containing bunch of marijuana extract and shot it through Kennigit
Takhisis, unwilling to let a good drumstick go to waste, picked it up out of the dead body of Bsmith and used it to play the drums. CCrunner said that he had enough and leapt out the window.
Down below, Robbiecon was robbing Daveshack's shed, who was cowering nearby, hoping that the robber does not notice him.
At up, however, Zack decided to take a more proactive choice. He pulled out his Zaknikitel and shot Takhisis in the head 3 times, vaporizing him. "Anyone who plays the drums again, DIES!" he yelled. he suddenly heard someone else laughing. it was Backwards Logic.
He began to levitate off the floor and shot bunch of force lightning and everyone, killing them all in the most agonizing agony. He laughed... and laughed... and laughed.
When Renata suddenly grabbed onto his leg. She was somehow reborn! She then threw herself, and Backwards Logic, out the window.
Down below, Kennigit
Back up, Winston was starting to rise. He merely pretended to die! Hahahaha! He said. "I win! I win!"
Then a stone dropped on him. The damn masonry.
The magistrate opened one eye and sat up. "Bloody idiots, he muttered."
Sonny rose from the pile of stones as well. "The damn styrofoam stones got into my mouth again!" she shouted.
"hey, wanna go out for dinner or something? The end of the world's not due for another week."
"Sure," Sonny said. They both walked out into the sunset.
But I jest. I shall write the real backstory shortly after a break

Spoiler REAL BACKSTORY :
Psyche!
Spoiler :
"Who the hell are they?" The man pointed towards the mercenaries.
"Sit down," the magistrate replied. "They are merely mercenaries, hired for the occassion. You know how it is, the Bannor's making their last struggle. All the soldiers were sent to defend the front lines. The higher order is pranoid that something terrible is gonna go off, I guess."
"But sir," the man replied. "We can do this alone. This place's surrounded by a moat AND a mountain. We are far from the Bannor lines. We can defend against anything here. If they send out a strike force, they won't even get past the walls!"
"Oh, do but go away. Order's an order," the magistrate replied. The man glared at the magistrate and left.
A few seconds later, there was a knock on the magistrate's door. "Come in!" the magistrate said.
"Oh, it's you," the magistrate said. "Well, what do you..." the magistrate paused to examine the thing sticking in between his eyes. "Wha..." the magistrate managed to say. He collapsed pitifully.
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Somebody was walking some distance from the monastery. Whether it was to or from was completely unknown.
Then he died, and there were 24.
"Sit down," the magistrate replied. "They are merely mercenaries, hired for the occassion. You know how it is, the Bannor's making their last struggle. All the soldiers were sent to defend the front lines. The higher order is pranoid that something terrible is gonna go off, I guess."
"But sir," the man replied. "We can do this alone. This place's surrounded by a moat AND a mountain. We are far from the Bannor lines. We can defend against anything here. If they send out a strike force, they won't even get past the walls!"
"Oh, do but go away. Order's an order," the magistrate replied. The man glared at the magistrate and left.
A few seconds later, there was a knock on the magistrate's door. "Come in!" the magistrate said.
"Oh, it's you," the magistrate said. "Well, what do you..." the magistrate paused to examine the thing sticking in between his eyes. "Wha..." the magistrate managed to say. He collapsed pitifully.
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Somebody was walking some distance from the monastery. Whether it was to or from was completely unknown.
Then he died, and there were 24.
OF NOTE.
NO TALKING AT NIGHT. EVER.
NO TALKING IF YOU ARE DEAD. IF YOU ARE DEAD, YOU DIE.
No injuries in this game. If you are attacked, you die.
Vote: tag unneccessary.
RPing is good for everyone. I MEAN IT.
There may be more than one mafia faction.
The Wolves have been given a sample innocent role PM.