Mafia

The familiar sound of knocking rang throughout the lancer household. On the other side of the front door stood Apollo Justice, ready to greet her friend with the morning sunshine of a bright new day and her market-fresh croissants. Similarly to every day, however, her knocks fell upon deaf ears and she leapt into action.



She readied her leg and aimed it carefully, knocking down the front door to white lancer's house in a single swift blow. Immediately, she darted into the living room and found cover behind a couch just before she heard a faint ringing from the earpiece lodged in her ear canal. Holding two fingers to the device, she was able to hear the voice of an old ally.

"Big Justice, do you copy?"

"Loud and clear, Frustro. I have infiltrated the premises", Apollo replied.

"Frustro... I haven't heard that name in a long time... No, call me Buttwhistle now." The mysterious, coarse, and admittedly cool voice coming through the earpiece had not been heard for several decades, which equates roughly to 8 games of Mafia.

"My apologies, Buttwhistle. Now, where was the last location of the GPS tracker we planted on the target?"

"The kitchen. Remember, this is a sneaking mission. If you get caught, we have no knowledge of you. Good luck, Apollo Boss." Suddenly, Frustro's voice cut out and Apollo was left alone again. After a quick observation of her surroundings, she spotted a doorway leading into the kitchen and crawled there to avoid detection. What she saw once she was there horrified her.

Red splattered all over the floor and walls. Whatever had happened, it resulted in a bloody mess... until she saw the empty ketchup bottles. Picking one up as she continued to walk through the house, Apollo smirked and muttered to herself, "just can't break that habit, eh lancer?"

Her progress was halted suddenly when her foot collided with a lifeless mass on the floor. She looked down and the only thing that dropped faster than her jaw was the ketchup bottle out of her hand. It clattered to the ground, bouncing to a rest right next to the body of white lancer. It was real this time, however, that much was evident from the pink slip Apollo retrieved from lancer's bloodied chest.

white lancer, the Wal-Mart Retail Associate, had been relieved of his duties.

After paying her respects with a salute, Apollo picked up white lancer's body in her arms and stepped out into the daylight. The other residents of Ctrblacksburg were already there, waiting to see their lost comrade. MSS emerged from the crowd to try to take control of the situation.

"Alright everyone, nothing to see here, let's just all go back to our jo-"

He was shoved out of the way by Apollo as she continued to carry white lancer's body in her arms down the street. Behind her, Bubba tearfully recited a heart-felt rendition of Journey's "Don't Stop Believing" and Feral piped in with his own cover of Nickelback's "How You Remind Me."

The rest of the townsfolk followed them all the way to the Ctrblacksburg Cemetery and said their final farewells to white lancer before departing for their jobs.

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Players:
white lancer - Wal-Mart Retail Associate
The Bandit
Jo Nathan - Panda Express Janitor
Bubba
Feral Wolf
Apollo Justice
Shadowwalked
Black Yoshi
Lady Flare
Pirate_Ninja
hezekiah
Hindenburg

Ratio:
6-3-1

Roles:
McDonald's Burger Flipper, Waffle House Waiter, Dairy Queen Store Associate, Wal-Mart Retail Associate x3
Denny's Bus Boy, Taco Bell Window Worker, Starbucks Barista
Papa John's Delivery Driver

Round will end after 72 hours have passed or 7 votes for the same option are reached.