“But you're…LATE…

LaTE MAN.


…Kroatz's title there…


….” said FeTUS MAN.

Whenever you run a game you can complain 1337…





NARR NIGHT 4

It was the last night in town, and everyone knew it. As a preventive measure the Marvels had sent away all the civilians. The big city was now nothing more than a battleground, guarded by S.H.I.E.L.D. personell on all sides. Every hero in the city had gathered at big Kroatz Square. (Yes, I want it in a map sometimes. It has a nice fountain in the middle and is surrounded by those scary quasimido type curch type buildings.)
Their big, mustachioed, leader was just starting his speech as the DC's entered the battlefield.
“Dear, dear Marvels. I have been lying to you all this time.” He started. Within a second the Vision was at his throath.
“Why would you do such a thing?” He asked. “You could have only done that if you were…”
“Tumtumtuuuuum!” Deadpool interrupted, his head grown back completely.
“… A DC!” The vision continued.
“Drats! Ninja shouted. If only I hadn't bat-worn my bat-cape and my bat-cowl!”
Quickly he threw the bat-arang at one of the guys in the crowd.

Peren the… Oh he dodged it.

With a jolt of energy, Boba Fett's Jetpak started working, defying gravity and making Boba's cape look very cool at the same time. With a few rounds of his blaster rifle Boba shot down one of the biggest baddies around.
“Me no hurt bad.” Bizarro muttered.
“Me will no defeat you badly in the face!” Boba shouted, completely out of character for a second.
“Me will no defeat YOU badly in the face!” Bizzaro responded, amazed by his own cleverness.
“Look, let's wait a second shall we. You don't make any SENSE! Here I am, a regular bounty hunter from a alaxy far far away. I have traveled millions of years, just so that I could get here. And I have NEVER seen any alien lifeform that gets superpowered because the motherflakin' sun is another color then their own!” Boba in a fit of rage didn't notice what was happening behind him. Another batarang flew tot the back of his head.
“I'll bat-whup your bat-friggin mandalorian armor into the fucking bat-multiverse!” He shouted.
“You bat-bat batter the battle bat-bat banter bat!” Was all the rest really made of what followed.
Waving his Katana's about, Deadpool started running towards the DC's. One quick shot to his head ended his running.
“It's just a fleshwound.” Deadpool quoted.
“It's a bat-poison, capable of bat-inflicting a bat-load of bat-wounds.”
“Avenge meeeeeeeeeee…” Deadpool shouted then, rather dramatically clinging to a perfect stranger that shall not appear anywhere else in this story…
“Bat-Boom. You're Bat-dead!” Ninja smirked.

Deadpool the Niccea is still dead.

On the other side of the square the Riddler and Thor had stopped their mortal combat to exchange a bit of banter. Both horribly failed at this however.
T: “I shalt smite thee?”
R: “Well Riddle me this thor man!”
T: “By the power of Asgard?”
R: “When is a door not a door?”
T: “This really isn't going anywhere is it?”
R: “Nope.”
T: “So, is thine batman always this crazy?”
R: “Why yes. Yes he is. Did you know he hangs around with little boys more than MJ?”
T: “Mary Jane?”
R: “No, Michael Jackson.”

Thor didn't know who Michael Jackson was. That is the Joke.

Thor thought for a while and then decided that it wasn't worth the effort. One mighty swing of his Mjolnir made lightning fly towards the evil Mayor Ninja.
Just before the lightning hit however, a purple superman clone stepped into it's beams, absorbing all the power originally going towards the batman.

As Bizzaro hit the ground, a small missile coming from Boba Fett, also known as Peren, ended Bizarro's tragic life.

Seventy2 did it! Peren shouted, pointing at the man standing next to him.
“I'm not seventy2…” The man said.
“Well, I didn't say you were.” Peren said, slowly shuffling towards the nearest bar.

I Am the 1337 Mastah! the godfather DC Bizzaro died.

The battle was over. Anthony Mercer, the vision, knew this and decided to give up. From all sides the DC came, attacking the unmoving vision. The Vision looked up, prayed to his holy internet one last time and hit his selfdestruct button. A giant Ball of fire destroyed everything around him except for the DC's who were too powerfull to be hurt by mere fire.

Anthony Mercer the Marvel Veteran Vision died.

As the DC's ran back to the camp, batman shouted a few last, and now famous words.
“I am the goddamn Batman and I am the bat-best bat-mayor around the bat-block!”
“Shut up.” The riddler said. Concluding this little story.

The DC's won. Yay!
Dark Horse is in the second place, mostly because Peren stayed alive so long. :)
Marvel lost. :(

Gloat time?

Muwah ha ha!


I thought I couldn't die during the night.
Or at least until all the other DC's were dead. Jninja and seventy2 were left.


And I went and protected jninja.


Thought that Peren was the serial…

It was either him or Anthony.


All I know is me and the mafia brought the first mafia victory in quite a while.
Last one was jninja's zombies but I don't think we can count that because they group was like ten people at the end.


GLOAT!!!!!

And every townie is a failure.

No gold stars for youse.



You SHOULD HAVE LYNCHED ME AGAIN!


(and I am the 1337 Master was lynched)

I Am The 1337 Master
I thought I couldn't die during the night.

Since when am I supposed to follow the rulez?

Well that means I actually did end up dying like I kept said I was going to.


Or you could take the words of “You may kill whomever you please.” to break the previous statement of “he has the minor ability of being invulnerable to being killed during night phase unless all other members of the DC are already dead.”.



So let's just say we did and don't.

I could've made it to the end if it weren't for friendly fire.

I find it odd that no townies know of their demise yet…or aren't here ranting.


And that I continue to keep posting.

Bat-yeah! I'm the bat-best bat-mayor EVER! Ha ha! You see, this is why you should elect me more often, just imagine I had been townie. Why this game may have ended completely differently. I will stop now as I a gloat any further, I may start believing my own words

Second place in my first game. Yay. Couldn't kill them DC's. Darn. One time I tried to kill someone that allready got killed sooner that night, so that didn't really do much.
I think I am (kind of, maybe, perhaps) starting to understand how this game works. Found the whole clue-thingy a bit confusing, perhaps because I don't know (m)any comicbookcharacters by name, profession, writer, birthplace and what not.
Annie hoo, hope the next game starts soon, so I can whack yo asses.

Blub

Herplederp.

Peren
Herplederp.

Like Kroatz like Peren.

Kroatz
Penis Ooze. Yum.

Good times.

I was gonna go for mayor jninja but I pulled out.

Do you realize I would have been completely set for the rest of the game?

Granted all my other plans started to fail on my lynching.

MettaurMan will destroy him in the next game, along with Kroatzman!

Kroatz
Penis Ooze. Yum.

I Am The 1337 Master
Good times.

Leet master had good times ‘cause of Kroatz’s craving for Penis Ooze. Just so we know.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BuR5YMyfeNI

Peren
Leet master had good times ‘cause of Kroatz’s craving for Penis Ooze. Just so we know.

I didn't know.

I thought Zeph was Kroatzie's little buddie.

But has he moved on to better and bigger things?

riddle me this, did anyone think i was truly bad?

I Am The 1337 Master

Kroatz
Penis Ooze. Yum.

It's the best breakfast drink.

Thread dead. Woot.

It's…


ALIVE!!!!