Werewolf: Infected

[i_like_trains_]

unvote: lacka
Vote: Felicia

We deserve to place better than the innocents.

Oh and ssr, I love how you make presumptions and I love how no one bothers to look at the number of original team mates in a team that are dead.

[Dag]

Yes, I am the last untouchable. Whoop de doo. What are you going to do about it

[Forte]

Forte and Silver walk over to felicalittle and Silver puts a hand on his shoulder. He looks up at them sadly, shaking from fear. "It's not fair...they all teamed up against me...I didn't do anything wrong..."

Forte snickers. "You lasted longer than you should have...your whole team played poorly, you were just the best of the worst. It's time to put you out of your misery now. Silver?" He looks at his love and gets that wicked gleem in his eye.

Silver cackles and digs her claws into his shoulder, blood starting to pour from the wound. felicalittle looks mortified as silver reaches down into him, and pulls out his heart. She holds it up and laughs. "Such a pure, innocent heart...the last one...such a fitting way for you to die, don't you think?!" Felicalittle takes one last gasp and falls over, his eyes glazed over staring at his heart, taken from his body. Silver throws the heart up in the air, and Forte thrusts his cane upwards, piercing straight through it. The theater falls dark, and their insane laughter fills the night air.

Night begins

The Innocent Criminals have been defeated

[Forte]

The remaining 5 stare each other down at night, as it is painfully obvious who everyone is by this point. Annoyed at the stand-off, Lacka grabs Dag and throws him into the guillotine. "This is for Rosencrantz!" He cries, laughing hysterically as he pulls the stopper out, sending the blade hurtling down onto Dag's neck, severing his head completely. "So much for the last Untouchable!" Lacka laughs and picks up the head, unaware that i_love_trains is coming up behind him. Trains knocks lacka in the head and starts to beat him to a pulp, as Lacka yells out for help. ssr and SCalibur stand there, smiles on their faces. Soon, Guildenstern is no more, and Forte and Silver walk out as the lights cut back on.

"Looks like it's down to you three...an Untouchable, the Mafia Don, and the Immortal...this should be an interesting finale!" Forte chuckles, looking around at the carnage.

"Don't disappoint us, lovelies!" Silver giggles, and she takes Forte by the arm, and the two head off to the best seats in the house.

Day 14 begins.

The team of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern has been defeated

[i_like_trains_]

lmao, good job everyone.

the innocents did play badly, and i'm glad like all of the evil teams beat them.

Anyway it doesn't really matter now ;( I'd like to think we played better than the mafia, ssr slipped up halfway through the game. Even the groupies weren't shouting for me to be killed.

Good thing you attacked dag, not me, the spokesperson.

Vote: ssr

-shakes hands with ssr and scalibur- excellently played

[ssr]

Huh...And there is something I didn't see coming in this game. I will commend you both...I had NO idea there were two untouchables left. Well played to you as well.

Vote: Trains

trains Wrote:I'd like to think we played better than the mafia, ssr slipped up halfway through the game.

Edit: I would also like to rebuttal this claim. I'll give you and Dag plenty of credit for not being noticed this entire game and making it through to the end. But I cannot give your entire team credit and say they played better than ours. Yes, I did screw up and reveal myself but on the same token, here I am. Still alive and breathing. Now I think that takes some good manipulation and lying to get out of. Also the fact that nobody on my team was ever targetted (save for obi once by the untouchables I believe) but nobody ever tried to kill them or execute them. Your team had a couple eliminated within like 4 days. Also, getting together and maintaining an 8 person alliance since about midway through the game in order to manipulate and help control things a bit better deserves some credit.

[SCalibur]

As it is written in Revelations 9:6. 'During those days men will seek death, but will not find it -- they will long to die, but death will elude them.' Just as the prophecy states, I have set a plague upon mankind to torment those who have betrayed natural law. At the end of all life, I alone will stand as an angel before the gaping abyss... I, who have become the great destroyer Apollyon! ...Your disease is your deceit, for I am the one who has truly grasped the the keys to both life and death...

It's pretty cool to be a demigod, just for one vote.

Vote: trains

Bon soir, you poor excuse for a slave. Be out of my sight. (But ooc, good job lasting this long. I was convinced you were innocent up to two days ago).

EDIT: TMC, just as a reference, no one that's alive reads the Groupies thread enough to be affected so profoundly to the extent you're stating that you did. Sorry.

[sexysilver]

The stage is set. SCalibur stands in the center. Unbidden, the spotlight moves by itself to highlight every line and shadow of the scientist.

He stands uncertainly, looking to either side of him. On one side, i_like_trains stands, helpless now that even his martial arts skills seemed to have flown from his body. Ssr stands on the other side, a triumphant grin on his face, and a cool calm about him. From the wing, Silver leans back into Forte's arms, content to watch the play from above.

"I have no other choice you know," he begins. "I'm merely a star crossed scientist with a penchant for everlife. But, you see, I did... I finally figured out the formula. And now, I have the choice, the choice of no other choice. And thus because I cannot fight the tide of the ocean, I will choose." Finishing his soliliquoy, SCalibur slowly raises a finger towards i_like_trains.

Suddenly, the last untouchable stumbles to his knees as wounds open up on his body pouring fourth blood. He reaches out, his face stricken, then falls over dead.

With a swift motion, Forte jumps over the balcony, landing neatly on the stage. He laughs at train's dead body lying in a pool of blood. With a swift kick, it goes flying off the stage, then spontaneously combust. The flames start to spread throughout the theater, causing a low orange light to strike the stage, glimmering in Forte and Silver's eyes. Forte walks circles around the two remaining contestants, chuckling to himself. He finally breaks the silence, turning to the two remaining players. He tips his hat and bows in respect. "Looks like you two win...ssr is out of bullets, and SCalibur has proven himself to be ineffective at killing, so you can't kill each other. Fortunately, though, we can take care of this little stalemate. Silver?"

Silver grins wickedly as she attacks ssr, taking him down easily, ripping him to pieces. "Not so tough now without your goons, are you?!" She yells, as ssr screams out in agony until Silver claws at his throat, silencing him forever. "Would you like a piece, Forte?" She asks as she devours his remains.

"Don't mind if I do...that cannibal fellow had the right idea..." Forte takes a bite of what was ssr's arm, and then throws the bone out into the fire. Silver stands up and wipes her mouth, and the two turn to SCalibur.

"We have the power to kill you too...but you worked oh so hard to become immortal...so we'll give you a choice. You can either join us, or we can leave you in this abandoned city, infected with FEAR which will eat away at your mind until there is nothing left of you, just an insane bloodthirsty monster." Silver giggles at the thought.

"What will it be, my boy? Your fate is in your own hands..." Forte grins, flashing his teeth, stained with the blood of ssr.

SCalibur steps back a bit, aghast with the recent turn of events. He thinks about running, knowing they'd kill him. He thinks about attacking them, but again he realizes he'd suffer the same fate. He finally resigns himself to his only real option, stepping forward and bowing his head reverendly.

"Good, good! Forte, we have a new pet now!" Silver claps her hands and jumps up and down.

Forte gives an icy smile, and from behind him appear two mewing cats, one orange and one black. He reaches down and picks them up, patting them on the head. "Meet your new friends!" Forte starts to laugh insanely, and Silver joins him as the two converge on SCalibur, red auras surrounding them. They soon step back, and a fluffy white kitten remains in SCaliburs place.

Silver reaches down and picks the kitten up. It mews sadly as she pats it on the head. She places a collar and leash around his neck and scolds him. "Now don't even think of trying to get away...understand?" SCalibur, reduced to an immortal pet, nods his head.

Forte looks out into the theater and notices the rampant spread of the fire. "I believe its time for us to go, love...but there's one last spot of business I need to attend to. Care to join me?"

Silver takes their new pets and smiles, and wraps her arm around Forte. "I wouldn't miss it for the world, darling." The two stroll through the fire, and out of the theater into the cold, deserted city.

A few hours later, Forte leans against a crumbling concrete wall high above the street, his arm curled around Silver. A vicious smile lights his face as he watches the agents storm the city. "Did you set the bomb, love?"

Silver looks up at his aristocratic features. "They'll be infected soon enough."

The End

[Forte]

The OMT of the Enlightened Scientist and The Syndicate have earned First Place
The Untouchables have earned Second Place
The Team of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern have earned Third Place
The Innocent Criminals have earned Fourth Place
The OMT of Maxamillain Procyan has earned Fifth Place