Mafia

Before the dawn, no one would get a full night of sleep this fateful night in Ctrblacksburg. Not even the most ordinary of workers, Black Yoshi. After his tiresome day at Wal-Mart, he had returned home grateful for the chance to lay his head down on a pillow.

Suddenly, his peace was shattered by the ringing of his doorbell.

"A visitor at this hour? But it's 3 in the morning..."

He struggled to drag himself out of bed and trudge to the front door. Before opening it, he pressed one eye against the peephole to see who might be visiting him but all he saw was a red Papa John's uniform. Confused still, he unlocked his door and opened it for his guest.

"Large hand-tossed pizza with onion. Will the usual be all for you tonight, sir?"

"W-Why yes, Apollo, but... but I don't remember ordering any pizza?" Black Yoshi was utterly perplexed.

"You haven't ordered any pizzas, that hasn't stopped me from delivering one to your door every night!", Apollo replied.

Black Yoshi thought deeply for a second... He remembered waking up each morning to a delicious pizza on his doorstep. Each one tasted so great that they practically felt like they were made by a person whose only duty it was to protect him...

"So you... You're the one who kept me safe from harm..."



Apollo shoved Black Yoshi backwards further into his home and slammed the door shut behind her. The passion of the moment gripped them both as they let their bodies take over but before things became too heated, Black Yoshi stopped to say something.

"Wait... You said onions, right?"

Apollo nodded her head quietly.

"... Onions are my biggest turn-on..."

Apollo immediately tore the top off the box of pizza she had brought with her and began picking slices of onion out of the molten cheese, first feeding them directly to Black Yoshi but then placing them on his body and eating them off of his supple flesh. The noises Black Yoshi made would've woken the neighbors if literally everyone else wasn't already dead.

Again, Black Yoshi had to stop the moment to ask Apollo something.

"Why don't we run away from here? I know a place... my cousin, weid man, lives in Soursurferton. I'm tired of this town and I'm tired of Wal-Mart... I could find work as a Krispy Kreme Donut Glazer and you could be a Panera Bread Pastry Chef. I know how much you love cooking...!"

Apollo hushed Black Yoshi with a single finger and nodded her head again.

"The only thing I want to bake tonight is a Black Yoshi pizza pie..."

When people came to check Black Yoshi's house the following morning, they found nothing but gratuitous amounts of ranch dressing splattered everywhere and a small hand-written note.



~~~

With nothing else to do, Shadowwalked cleaned the soft serve dispenser as his nightly shift at Dairy Queen drew to a close. Business had dwindled ever since the population of Ctrblacksburg grew smaller and smaller with each firing. After letting out a long sigh, he muttered to himself, "seems like another slow night."

Suddenly, the bell above the front door chimed as two customers walked in. Shadowwalked perked up, eager to serve his guests even at such a late hour.

"So, The Bandit and Pirate_Ninja! What can I do you fellas for? You both strike me as waffle cone kinda guy-"

"Look at this restaurant... FILTHY." The Bandit spat on the floor after his scathing comment. "You wouldn't last a day cleaning tables at Denny's, you incompetent worm."

Pirate_Ninja also chimed in but with a picture to demonstrate his thoughts as opposed to words:



A single bead of sweat began to drip down Shadowwalked's face as he grew more and more nervous.

"Alright now, guys... You know you don't have to do this... I can just keep working here and you can both go back to Denny's and Starbucks and-"

The Bandit cut him off.

"Hahaha.... Ahahah..... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhaha.... Jajajajaja... YOU JUST DON'T GET IT DO YOU." The Bandit slapped a pink slip down on the counter in front of Shadowwalked as he dropped his rag in horror. "You're being let go and we're here to do the dirty work."

Shadowwalked looked down at the pink slip and then at his aggressors and turned to run towards the employee entrance but when he reached for the door, scalding hot coffee was poured onto his hand and he pulled away in agony. Suddenly, a comically long dish rag whipped towards him and wrapped around his ankle, knocking him to the floor as The Bandit pulled his prey away from his only escape.

"You could have made this easy... You could have spared my associate the hot caramel mocha latte he had made for himself... But NOOOOoooooOOOOO..."

Shadowwalked reached into his pocket and pulled out a last-ditch hope for survival.

"Can I interest you in an OreoŠ blizzard? The satisfying blend of ice cream and cookie will surely-"

"ENOUGH." The Bandit kicked the delicious dessert out of Shadowwalked's hand and Pirate_Ninja went to pick it up so that he could enjoy it for himself. He liked it so much, in fact, that he couldn't help but express himself through another picture:



"It's time to put you with the rest of the dirty dishes... IN THE SINK." The Bandit picked Shadowwalked up by his shirt and dragged him to the sink as Pirate_Ninja filled it with water. After it had been filled to the brim and started to run over, The Bandit plunged Shadowwalked's head into the murky depths. The Dairy Queen Store Associate struggled but despite his best efforts, his body fell limp and The Bandit let go of him.

"Another rough day at work, eh buddy? Ha ha...", The Bandit laughed.

"Sure was, partner!"

"What the... You've never talked to me before. What the hell? You just... I've never been so turned on before in my life."



"I'm gonna scrub you clean like I do the tables at Denny's..."

"I'm gonna pour whipped cream on you and add a sleeve because you're so hot that it burns to touch like the lattes I make at Starbucks..."

For a night, the ice cream at Dairy Queen would not be the sweetest thing in the store as it paled in comparison to the passionate love made between The Bandit and Pirate_Ninja.

~~~

Hindenburg stood patiently in his restaurant, waiting for customers as he tapped his foot. No one had come into Waffle House all night even though a plate of freshly prepared pancakes sat on the table nearby.

"Where is everyone... Why am I so alone... It's not like I put anything in the food... Well, apart from my own feces, trace amounts of my pubic hair, and dead skin that I flaked off my back... Does everyone hate me? Is that it? I'm just a failure... I'M A F****** DISGRACE. THIS IS WHY MY FATHER LEFT AND MY MOTHER NEVER LOOKS ME IN THE EYE. NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE ME AGAIN."

Some say that even to this day, Hindenburg is still standing in that restaurant, waiting to serve the customers that will never come. Tales of the Waffle House Waiter that was never seen again are still told around campfires on particularly spooky nights. And if you go into a Waffle House and listen reeeeaaaally closely... You can still hear the pitiable moans of the lonely Waiter...

~~~

GAME OVER

MAFIA and PAPA JOHN'S DELIVERY DRIVER WIN

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Players:
white lancer - Wal-Mart Retail Associate
The Bandit - Denny's Bus Boy
Jo Nathan - Panda Express Janitor
Bubba - Wal-Mart Retail Associate
Feral Wolf - McDonald's Burger Flipper
Apollo Justice - Papa John's Delivery Driver (client: Black Yoshi)
Shadowwalked - Dairy Queen Store Associate
Black Yoshi - Wal-Mart Retail Associate
Lady Flare - Wal-Mart Retail Associate
Pirate_Ninja - Starbucks Barista
hezekiah - Taco Bell Window Worker
Hindenburg - Waffle House Waiter

Ratio:
2-2-1

Roles:
Waffle House Waiter, Wal-Mart Retail Associate
Denny's Bus Boy, Starbucks Barista
Papa John's Delivery Driver

Points will be up shortly, I don't think it'll take very much thought.

Thanks for playing, everyone, and GG to all. {:D}