INVADER ZIM and the St. Valentine's Day Massacre! Post Game Thread TOWNIE WIN!!
- Thread starter Leopold Stotch
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I thought it was 6 to lynch and 7 to lock. But you're saying there is simply no locking in this game?
Leo had implied as much. Rule 7 doesn't mention locking. Leo's posts haven't mentioned it except to point out that locking isn't mentioned.
This was Cakes vote on D2 (after I lost my vote). Note: it came pretty close to EoD, at 2:54.
According to our vote thief theory, this would have been 4 votes on Noodle, but still not enough to lynch.
DIdn't you have two votes on D1? Do you still have 2? I think you might since that would bring the tally for pyro up to 6.
Well either way per Leo I'm going to be lynched so here is my fun last post.
You guys got me, although how you got me is flimsy at best. I'm Tak. I killed Gorny night one and lucked out on fulfilling half my win con.
Couple fun things to leave you all with before I go.
I could only kill every other night so when I said I would have killed you if I could D2DC that was truthful.
I also did in fact have a one shot bullet proof and it was utilized last night. So guess what guys you haven't won yet.
I'm not going to give you guys anything else so good luck finding the other guy. I'm only giving you this much because they tried to kill me.
You guys got me, although how you got me is flimsy at best. I'm Tak. I killed Gorny night one and lucked out on fulfilling half my win con.
Couple fun things to leave you all with before I go.
I could only kill every other night so when I said I would have killed you if I could D2DC that was truthful.
I also did in fact have a one shot bullet proof and it was utilized last night. So guess what guys you haven't won yet.
I'm not going to give you guys anything else so good luck finding the other guy. I'm only giving you this much because they tried to kill me.
It was a warm day, unusual for February. When the kids were let out of Skool, the water sprinklers were on. All the kids danced in and out of the water, feeling the repurposed water cool them down.
Except for Tak. This set off Dib's inner alien warning.
"Hey, Tak. Let's go frolic."
"Nah, I'm good."
"Ah c'mon. It'll totally be FUN!" With that last word, Dib shoved Tak into a sprinkler.
She screamed at the top of her lungs, cries of pain and death piercing everyone to their core. Her human disguise fell away, to reveal a bright green Irken body.
"Nooooooooooo!!!" She stared Dib down as she began to bubble and melt like a cheese sandwich in an oven.
"Curse you, Dib!!!! Curse you!!!!!!"
All the kids looked at him while a frothing green mess hissed and boiled angrily into the ground.
"Well, um... Heh-heh who'd've thunk it?"
Gaz, for once, had no retort.
Gretchen, seeing that her man was finally free, threw piles of leftover Valentine's Day meat stacks at Dib like they were rose petals.
The day has ended with Pyro's lynch. He was Tak the Hideous New Girl, Serial Killer.
Except for Tak. This set off Dib's inner alien warning.
"Hey, Tak. Let's go frolic."
"Nah, I'm good."
"Ah c'mon. It'll totally be FUN!" With that last word, Dib shoved Tak into a sprinkler.
She screamed at the top of her lungs, cries of pain and death piercing everyone to their core. Her human disguise fell away, to reveal a bright green Irken body.
"Nooooooooooo!!!" She stared Dib down as she began to bubble and melt like a cheese sandwich in an oven.
"Curse you, Dib!!!! Curse you!!!!!!"
All the kids looked at him while a frothing green mess hissed and boiled angrily into the ground.
"Well, um... Heh-heh who'd've thunk it?"
Gaz, for once, had no retort.
Gretchen, seeing that her man was finally free, threw piles of leftover Valentine's Day meat stacks at Dib like they were rose petals.
The day has ended with Pyro's lynch. He was Tak the Hideous New Girl, Serial Killer.
Professor Membrane was at home, in his basement, perfecting a vision device when all of a sudden the power went out.
"Hm?" He walked to the circuit breaker. Everything was normal. He scratched his hair wing and reached out towards the breaker when he felt a sharp sting on the side of his neck.
"Ow! What in the-- Oooh. Ohhhh. . . "
Dib got back from his neighborhood watch just in time to catch his favorite TV program. He settled comfortably onto the couch when the lights went out.
“Dad? Everything okay?” He began to walk towards the basement door when he too felt a sharp prick to the side of his neck.
“Ow! Geez! Ohhhh-ohhhh...” He collapsed, knocked out clean.
A figure came in through the window, giggling menacingly.
Now that home base was back in rightful possession, things were about to get crazy and stuff!
On two tables were two bodies, one father and one son. Professor Membrane was going in and out of consciousness. Dib was still under.
“Son,” he whispered weakly.
He felt himself rising. The table was being titled up so he could see the torture and killing of Dib Membrane, his least favorite child but only son that he loved dearly.
Dib was dismembered, limb from limb, big head from body, and placed in preserving jars.
Once Dib's killing was done, the professor begged for his life. “No, please, no.”
“Oh, no. You're not gonna die,” the figure loomed over him., a scalpel catching the light. “You're gonna suffer and live without your precious things. . .”
The Professor blacked out.
When he awoke, he vaguely remembered lights and something else, but it all felt groggy and dreamlike. And he was in a lot of pain.
He opened his jacket, pulled up his shirt and screamed. "Ahhh! Ahhhh! Not again!"
On his torso was a fresh wound and a terrible patch-up job as if his surgeon never went to med school.
Snickersnack has died. He was Dib Membrane, Town.
Skool is in session. You may post freely now.
It takes 5 to lynch.
Players Alive:
1. Noodle
2. coju
3. Skjolde
4. D2DC
5. d2lover
6. Babyhell
7. Pancakes
"Hm?" He walked to the circuit breaker. Everything was normal. He scratched his hair wing and reached out towards the breaker when he felt a sharp sting on the side of his neck.
"Ow! What in the-- Oooh. Ohhhh. . . "
Dib got back from his neighborhood watch just in time to catch his favorite TV program. He settled comfortably onto the couch when the lights went out.
“Dad? Everything okay?” He began to walk towards the basement door when he too felt a sharp prick to the side of his neck.
“Ow! Geez! Ohhhh-ohhhh...” He collapsed, knocked out clean.
A figure came in through the window, giggling menacingly.
Now that home base was back in rightful possession, things were about to get crazy and stuff!
On two tables were two bodies, one father and one son. Professor Membrane was going in and out of consciousness. Dib was still under.
“Son,” he whispered weakly.
He felt himself rising. The table was being titled up so he could see the torture and killing of Dib Membrane, his least favorite child but only son that he loved dearly.
Dib was dismembered, limb from limb, big head from body, and placed in preserving jars.
Once Dib's killing was done, the professor begged for his life. “No, please, no.”
“Oh, no. You're not gonna die,” the figure loomed over him., a scalpel catching the light. “You're gonna suffer and live without your precious things. . .”
The Professor blacked out.
When he awoke, he vaguely remembered lights and something else, but it all felt groggy and dreamlike. And he was in a lot of pain.
He opened his jacket, pulled up his shirt and screamed. "Ahhh! Ahhhh! Not again!"
On his torso was a fresh wound and a terrible patch-up job as if his surgeon never went to med school.
Snickersnack has died. He was Dib Membrane, Town.
Skool is in session. You may post freely now.
It takes 5 to lynch.
Players Alive:
1. Noodle
2. coju
3. Skjolde
4. D2DC
5. d2lover
6. Babyhell
7. Pancakes
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Snicker made the BPs right? (BP is bullet proof vest?)Grr.. Apparently no BP vest last night.
