Once upon a time there was a little drop of water, who wished he could see the world. The little drop knew that if the sun would shine on him, he would turn into a beautiful puff of cloud and float around the sky. So he did just that.
The little puff of cloud then went on an epic journey, seeing all kinds of sights before he met mister cold gust. Before he knew it, he had turned into a little snowflake and preceded now to fall back to the ground.
And thus ends the tale of the little drop of water and his millions and millions of companion drops, who were now busy covering Townston in a white blanket.
Shaking some of the more clingy flakes of his coat, this particular killer decided that he wouldn't be ending someone's life tonight. But that didn't necessarily mean that others were thinking the same. In fact, the guy who was tailing him was thinking of something more action packed then that.
“I believe this town ain't big enough for the both of us.” the pursuer said to his target, tilting his fedora for dramatic effect. As the killer turned around to face his opponent, both knew that this fight was not going to be an easy one.
Seizing the initiative, the mobster pulled out a knife and attempted to drive into the side of his opponent. The killer responded by grabbing onto the knife wielding arm and twist it in a painful manner, causing the mobster to drop his weapon.
Collecting himself enough, the mobster used his free arm to punch the killer, with enough force to cause him to side step and slip on a frozen puddle that was concealed under the snow.
“Must be my lucky day.” said the mobster as he proceeded to reach for the knife and end his enemy.
“Not quite.” replied the killer and gave him a nasty uppercut, before standing back up and pinning him up against a wall and repeatably slamming his head up against it.
With no other option at hand, the mobster grabs onto a large icicle above him and drives the crystal spear into the skull of his opponent.
Niccea the Vigilante got quite the nasty looking cold sore.
In a more quiet side of the town, a paramedic lied unconscious outside of a house, with a rather swollen bump on his head. Inside, the fireplace was going at full blast. The detective enjoyed the warmth it provided, as he looked over some case profiles. As the shadows flickered around him, he didn't notice the two shades approaching him on each side until they grabbed around his chair and tilted it backwards, causing him to fall over.
Watching the two rather twisted looking grins, the detective was helpless to resist as they pressed their knifes up against his vitals.
“Do you want to do the honors, brother?” one said.
“Why thank you, brother.” said the other.
“Wait… you guys don't look like you're related.” said the detective confused.
“You have no idea how often we hear that.” they both said at the same time.
eyesinback the Detective/Bodyguard became the newest play toy for the twins.
As the twins entertained themselves, taking turns with their new target, a pair of eyes payed a close attention to what was going on, through the window. Seeing as there was no need to plant a bomb in eyesinback's home, the Mad Hatter decided to leave.
“Boy. The boss is sure going to like hearing about this.” The mad hatter, thought to himself. “Now that I know who the twins are, we can eliminate the last of the compet- who put that there?”.
Watching a set of claws, sticking out of his chest, the Mad hatter came to realize that he might not be in such a great shape, after all. He didn't have time to think about much more, since he was rend in twain by the person standing behind him.
“Man these claws are gonna come in handy” the cheerful killer thought to himself.
Gullas the Mad Hatter is a broken down man.
“I'm back, mathter!” said the hunchback assistant, as he slammed the mutilated torso on the examining table.
“Excellent” said the scientist, as he brought all his tools and expensive equipment (possibly even a machine that goes “bing” ) and gets ready to work.
“The are paths mithing, mathter!(The are parts missing, master!)” said the hunchback, pointing out some shortages in the body.
“No worries. We can rebuild them. Bigger! Stronger! More powerful! We have the technology!”
And so the scientist went to work on his latest creation giving birth to a terrible abomination.
Jninjashadow is back amongst us.
“Thanks allot for bringing me back” said Jninja, pleased with the results.
“We're not done yet. All that is left is to install the doomsday device!” said the scientist, as he rummaged around his various inventions.
“Well… it was nice chatting with you, but I really should go now, I mean look at the time.” continued Jninja while attempting to crawl out the window but was suddenly picked up by a big explosion. By the time he realized what had happened, he was half way inside a snowbank, with the laboratory burning behind him.
Shirkesama the Mad Scientist never got to cure cancer
Night 3 is over.
Day 4 has begun.