Week 1
Shade draws first blood as he slays Ano Seelo (Momiji Wellden)
Shade reports:
At the stroke of mid-night, blade concealed. I was innocently relaxing with my fellow comrades. [Ano Seelo] dropped her guard, so I took the opportunity to move in. As she read about a previous assassin's fall, I got closer. She finished the poem and with a flourish I struck the throat and she fell... Then I disappeared into the shadows once again. To return to my hideaway.
Ano Seelo (Momiji Wellden) reports:
As I held a small party with friends at my residence, I was beset upon by an assassin, whom had previously stationed himself to be sitting right beside me, with one clean movement he slit my throat, killing me in moments. Two thoughts went through my head, the first; I didn't get to finish my drink, and second; this is going to be hard to explain to our guests... as the world faded, the guests seemed to rush to my aid, a little too late it would seem.
Blackness.
Shade later reports:
Car sabotage,
sticky note with sabotage written on it hidden under bumper.I made a quiet escape from my house, hoping not to disturb anyone in wait for me. After a quick check of the perimeter I went to my car. The car seemed odd somehow, then I noticed a small sparkle of metal beneath the bumper. After closer inspection I managed to disarm and remove the device, which I now believe to be a bomb of sorts. The device was disposed of accordingly.I live to walk another day.
Later on...
Buck Chapko reports:
Arrived at living room in [UNSPECIFIED LOCATION] at 12:02am to find target,[Ano Seelo] already motionless with her throat slit & her assassin was nowhere in sight. I Immediately ex-filtrated the scene.
Shade reports:
At the stroke of mid-night, blade concealed. I was innocently relaxing with my fellow comrades. [Ano Seelo] dropped her guard, so I took the opportunity to move in. As she read about a previous assassin's fall, I got closer. She finished the poem and with a flourish I struck the throat and she fell... Then I disappeared into the shadows once again. To return to my hideaway.
Ano Seelo (Momiji Wellden) reports:
As I held a small party with friends at my residence, I was beset upon by an assassin, whom had previously stationed himself to be sitting right beside me, with one clean movement he slit my throat, killing me in moments. Two thoughts went through my head, the first; I didn't get to finish my drink, and second; this is going to be hard to explain to our guests... as the world faded, the guests seemed to rush to my aid, a little too late it would seem.
Blackness.
Shade later reports:
Car sabotage,
sticky note with sabotage written on it hidden under bumper.I made a quiet escape from my house, hoping not to disturb anyone in wait for me. After a quick check of the perimeter I went to my car. The car seemed odd somehow, then I noticed a small sparkle of metal beneath the bumper. After closer inspection I managed to disarm and remove the device, which I now believe to be a bomb of sorts. The device was disposed of accordingly.I live to walk another day.
Later on...
Buck Chapko reports:
Arrived at living room in [UNSPECIFIED LOCATION] at 12:02am to find target,[Ano Seelo] already motionless with her throat slit & her assassin was nowhere in sight. I Immediately ex-filtrated the scene.
The Laughing cow (Paul 'Wankle' Seabrook) laughs no more by the hand of the Everlasting Nights!
The Everlasting Night reports : -
I have murdered [the laughing cow] outside of a prime eating location. After a day of hard learning/day dreaming, I went to the bar. The local disc throwing organisation had recently ended also and noticed that one of the crowd entering the bar was my target. Sadly I had forgotten a weapon so I was left with the option of letting him go. However during the meal with my target another assassin revealed his weapon (no innuendo intended). As we left I grabbed this golden opportunity and asked if he could loan me his weapon. He threw me his sword from his sleeve and I plunged it into his back as he turned around attempting to stab me. Thankfully the blow glanced off as he was already dead before his wrist blade badly wounded me, only leaving small cut in my arm. After leaving my fellow assassin with a short prayer I ran into the shadows.
The Everlasting Night reports : -
I have murdered [the laughing cow] outside of a prime eating location. After a day of hard learning/day dreaming, I went to the bar. The local disc throwing organisation had recently ended also and noticed that one of the crowd entering the bar was my target. Sadly I had forgotten a weapon so I was left with the option of letting him go. However during the meal with my target another assassin revealed his weapon (no innuendo intended). As we left I grabbed this golden opportunity and asked if he could loan me his weapon. He threw me his sword from his sleeve and I plunged it into his back as he turned around attempting to stab me. Thankfully the blow glanced off as he was already dead before his wrist blade badly wounded me, only leaving small cut in my arm. After leaving my fellow assassin with a short prayer I ran into the shadows.
Warbuton's Bread (Mike Fisher) got sliced by Typhas!
Typhas reports : -
I found out where he lived and I recognised him becuase he used to live in the same halls as me. He did not remeber me and saw me as no threat, I was in my friends house who live up the raod from him.
Using one of my mates facebook I manage to lure him into the house. I had no clue what coruse or nothing he was on so this was risky convincing him to come over to someones house he did not really no well at all just a facebook friend.
After making different weapons at home I desided to use one of my party popper shotguns where two fire at the same time. After being in the room for a few seconds, I shot him in the chest he had no idea it was coming and it made everyone jump.
I used a hidden camera as well I will send video when I get it sorted.
Later
Typhas reports the story in greater detail : -
I was planning all day long to somehow kill one of my targets, this was really difficult to find information on my targets without blowing my cover.
I eventually told one of my friends what was going on and that I needed this kill I wanted to be the first assassin to kill a target!
Spending the day crafting weapons to be used I had an arsenal of different weapons at my hands Knifes, swords, pistols, shotguns and even an anvil.
First thing was first find the closet target I looked to see where all my targets lives and decided to take an adventure to Corporation street and hunt 'Mike Fisher'.
I found his house was just a few doors down from one of my close friends and used his room as a home base of operation. I sat down and though of many plans to get Mike out of his room this was difficult.
I was going to rig up the Anvil to drop outside his front door but then realise I could have got one of his flat mates and I was not looking to kill the wrong target. I eventually decided to use my new Shotgun
a brutal weapon which would insure me a kill.
I after wondering how to get my target out of his house I though of a great plan, with a message of facebook off my friends profile I could get my target to come to me! What a great plan no point waiting for my target I needed this kill. I sent him an urgent message via facebook and manage to convince him to come round to the house I was at!
This is where things got messy, after he came round the house owner let him and and we ended up in the same room my hand on my concealed shotgun after engaging my target in conversation I knew he had no clue of my intentions then "BANG"!!! with a quick pull of my trigger my target was down and dusted guts everywhere from the body shot. I was so pleased with myself, first kill out of the way now I am desperate to find more blood and cleanse the world of my other targets be warned!
Warburton's bread reports : -
Yeah this is what happened!
"I was contacted by an associate telling me that he had some papers for me to pick up; due to my
absence from a meeting the other day. Upon arrival I walked into his room and was greeted by some
other people. Before I could even react one of the men pulled a gun from his side and fired a round
clean through my lung. I had been stupid; the contracts and life of an assassin slipping from my mind
I'd not remembered about the on-going war. Slowly my life faded, in the midst's of a friends room
and the gameplay of Mirror's Edge in the background"
xD! Yush Yush! I forgot the game had even started Dx
Anyway I'm sure he gets first kill! :3
I actually don't know his name D=
Typhas reports : -
I found out where he lived and I recognised him becuase he used to live in the same halls as me. He did not remeber me and saw me as no threat, I was in my friends house who live up the raod from him.
Using one of my mates facebook I manage to lure him into the house. I had no clue what coruse or nothing he was on so this was risky convincing him to come over to someones house he did not really no well at all just a facebook friend.
After making different weapons at home I desided to use one of my party popper shotguns where two fire at the same time. After being in the room for a few seconds, I shot him in the chest he had no idea it was coming and it made everyone jump.
I used a hidden camera as well I will send video when I get it sorted.
Later
Typhas reports the story in greater detail : -
I was planning all day long to somehow kill one of my targets, this was really difficult to find information on my targets without blowing my cover.
I eventually told one of my friends what was going on and that I needed this kill I wanted to be the first assassin to kill a target!
Spending the day crafting weapons to be used I had an arsenal of different weapons at my hands Knifes, swords, pistols, shotguns and even an anvil.
First thing was first find the closet target I looked to see where all my targets lives and decided to take an adventure to Corporation street and hunt 'Mike Fisher'.
I found his house was just a few doors down from one of my close friends and used his room as a home base of operation. I sat down and though of many plans to get Mike out of his room this was difficult.
I was going to rig up the Anvil to drop outside his front door but then realise I could have got one of his flat mates and I was not looking to kill the wrong target. I eventually decided to use my new Shotgun
a brutal weapon which would insure me a kill.
I after wondering how to get my target out of his house I though of a great plan, with a message of facebook off my friends profile I could get my target to come to me! What a great plan no point waiting for my target I needed this kill. I sent him an urgent message via facebook and manage to convince him to come round to the house I was at!
This is where things got messy, after he came round the house owner let him and and we ended up in the same room my hand on my concealed shotgun after engaging my target in conversation I knew he had no clue of my intentions then "BANG"!!! with a quick pull of my trigger my target was down and dusted guts everywhere from the body shot. I was so pleased with myself, first kill out of the way now I am desperate to find more blood and cleanse the world of my other targets be warned!
Warburton's bread reports : -
Yeah this is what happened!
"I was contacted by an associate telling me that he had some papers for me to pick up; due to my
absence from a meeting the other day. Upon arrival I walked into his room and was greeted by some
other people. Before I could even react one of the men pulled a gun from his side and fired a round
clean through my lung. I had been stupid; the contracts and life of an assassin slipping from my mind
I'd not remembered about the on-going war. Slowly my life faded, in the midst's of a friends room
and the gameplay of Mirror's Edge in the background"
xD! Yush Yush! I forgot the game had even started Dx
Anyway I'm sure he gets first kill! :3
I actually don't know his name D=
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The Red Shadow stars in Kill Bill [Gatt Dogg(Bill McGettigan)] Volume II
The red shadow reports : -
With my Writ received I had learnt a terrible truth, the name at the top was someone close to me. But with my duty clear his death would be assured.
Being my friend I wished his death a quick and painless one, Poison was my weapon of choice, Tea my object of delivery. Waking up close to midday you could feel tensions were high in our home. I thought to implement my plan here and now but I was foiled by another’s kind gesture to offer tea himself. Time went by and my target left for learning(uni), I thought my opportunity had past but to my surprise he arrived home again half an hour later. So I sprang into action and offered a tea of my own but this gesture was wasted for he and the tea were then locked away in the safety of his room. I left for learning my self knowing this plan would no longer work.
(The failure)
Later that evening I planned a stake out to catch him as he returned home. In the darkness I waited out side, the door locked forcing him to stall momentarily. Only minutes pasted by and the sound of footsteps on muddy grass were heard, Squidge Squadge Squidge Squadge Squidge Squadge, “not yet” I said to my self, Squidge Squadge Squidge Squadge,”wait for it”, CLUNK! the sound of a locked door halting my victim in his tracks. BANG!!! was the sound of the grenade exploding off his back as I jumped out from beside the wall. Not the death I had planned for my friend, seeing his body obliterated like that brought a tear to my eye. “You will be missed friend”
(The success) Red Shadow kills Bill McGettigan Time of Death 18:50
The red shadow reports : -
With my Writ received I had learnt a terrible truth, the name at the top was someone close to me. But with my duty clear his death would be assured.
Being my friend I wished his death a quick and painless one, Poison was my weapon of choice, Tea my object of delivery. Waking up close to midday you could feel tensions were high in our home. I thought to implement my plan here and now but I was foiled by another’s kind gesture to offer tea himself. Time went by and my target left for learning(uni), I thought my opportunity had past but to my surprise he arrived home again half an hour later. So I sprang into action and offered a tea of my own but this gesture was wasted for he and the tea were then locked away in the safety of his room. I left for learning my self knowing this plan would no longer work.
(The failure)
Later that evening I planned a stake out to catch him as he returned home. In the darkness I waited out side, the door locked forcing him to stall momentarily. Only minutes pasted by and the sound of footsteps on muddy grass were heard, Squidge Squadge Squidge Squadge Squidge Squadge, “not yet” I said to my self, Squidge Squadge Squidge Squadge,”wait for it”, CLUNK! the sound of a locked door halting my victim in his tracks. BANG!!! was the sound of the grenade exploding off his back as I jumped out from beside the wall. Not the death I had planned for my friend, seeing his body obliterated like that brought a tear to my eye. “You will be missed friend”
(The success) Red Shadow kills Bill McGettigan Time of Death 18:50
Arthemis gives Buck Chapko (Ashley Yetman) a deadly goodbye hug.
Arthemis reports : -
During my sleep I had a dream about my death. Fearing this to be the truth I decided to act, fast! I went down for my breakfast, dagger in my pocket, and found my target Buck in the kitchen. He was merely making breakfast and so i ibded my time and waited for my opportunity. Another member of the household joined us, an unfortunate witness to the events that would transpire. As i am becoming ill i made this the topic of conversation to manipulate my friends into getting a hug, this plan succeeded! Morgan was the first to hug me and offer condolences, then more conversation was had before finally.....I got a hug from Buck. As i held the hug the kinfe was slowly slid out of my sleeve and thrust into the back spinal column of the target. As i broke the hug Buck fell to the floor,dead, and i left to prepare for the rest of the day.
10:24am
Ano Seelowe reports : -
When I woke this morning I was unaware of the events that would transpire in the kitchen of 10, Corporation Street. Whilst innocently eating breakfast, talking of the illness that had befallen our household when she offered me a hug, which I willingly accepted, moments later she turned to the other in the room, Buck Chapko, and offered him too, a hug, which he accepted. The next moments went quickly, with Buck's body sliding to the floor lifelessly, and a knife in Artemis' hand.
Buck Chapko reports : -
Foolishly have an early morning pity hug and was rewarded with a knife in the back.
Arthemis reports : -
During my sleep I had a dream about my death. Fearing this to be the truth I decided to act, fast! I went down for my breakfast, dagger in my pocket, and found my target Buck in the kitchen. He was merely making breakfast and so i ibded my time and waited for my opportunity. Another member of the household joined us, an unfortunate witness to the events that would transpire. As i am becoming ill i made this the topic of conversation to manipulate my friends into getting a hug, this plan succeeded! Morgan was the first to hug me and offer condolences, then more conversation was had before finally.....I got a hug from Buck. As i held the hug the kinfe was slowly slid out of my sleeve and thrust into the back spinal column of the target. As i broke the hug Buck fell to the floor,dead, and i left to prepare for the rest of the day.
10:24am
Ano Seelowe reports : -
When I woke this morning I was unaware of the events that would transpire in the kitchen of 10, Corporation Street. Whilst innocently eating breakfast, talking of the illness that had befallen our household when she offered me a hug, which I willingly accepted, moments later she turned to the other in the room, Buck Chapko, and offered him too, a hug, which he accepted. The next moments went quickly, with Buck's body sliding to the floor lifelessly, and a knife in Artemis' hand.
Buck Chapko reports : -
Foolishly have an early morning pity hug and was rewarded with a knife in the back.
Jim DiGriz slaghters Shade but is caught with Artemis in Rusty Chainsaws killing spree
Rusty chainsaw reports : -
Earlier today, upon the hour of lunch, I was dining with a dear friend. Upon taking a sip of her tea, she pointed and exclaimed "[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN]!" I took up the oportunity and followed dear [UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] to the Ole' Hole in the Wall, whereby I questioned "[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN]"? and promptly stabbed her. With a final look at our dear mutual friend, she mouthed "Traitorous Wench!"
Rusty chainsaw later reports : -
Shortly after my previous kill, I spied my next target. After a friendly chat with the recently departed about his awful day, he started to walk away, but soon turned around with a smug grin on his face. I knew he must have seen his target, and this was confirmed when he pulled out a pistol and gave chase. Seizing an opportunity, I too followed silently, before confronting [UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] over the corpse of his kill. Unfortunately, [UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] was to join him, and with several swift stabs, he too was assassinated.
Shade reports : -
I was waiting in the queue with my companion, then a figure emerged from the darkness. With a quick draw and two shots, both my ally and myself were floored.
Artemis reports : -
Earlier today at arouns 12:30 my nightmare came true. As i was worrying about my work I began to forget about the potential enemies within the University. I rushed towards the cash point just outside the doors of the building, unaware that I had been spotted by my killer. As i stood waiting for my card to be given back to me a strange figure appeared next to me and asked "[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN]?"....not thinking I said yes and the next thing I felt was his concealed knife in my side. I screamed "noooooo!" as i fell in a heap to the floor and died...before my final breath was taken I asked the man standing above me his name.....he replied.. [INFORMATION UNDISCLOSED].
A witness has now come forward and has given their report : -
Ano Seelowe report : -
Rusty Chainsaw and I were dining with friends when he spied Jim DiGriz acting suspiciously, heading out of the building. Rusty acted quickly, chasing quickly after Jim.
Upon reaching the door I witnessed Jim unloading a full clip into Shade, only meters from the building, a look of surprise upon Shade's face. Jim had not yet finished shooting when a blade previously concealed by Rusty was thrust into his back.
It was a massacre, civilians looked on in both surprise and horror at the two bloodied bodies lying upon the floor near the entrance.
Always watching,
Ano
Rusty chainsaw reports : -
Earlier today, upon the hour of lunch, I was dining with a dear friend. Upon taking a sip of her tea, she pointed and exclaimed "[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN]!" I took up the oportunity and followed dear [UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] to the Ole' Hole in the Wall, whereby I questioned "[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN]"? and promptly stabbed her. With a final look at our dear mutual friend, she mouthed "Traitorous Wench!"
Rusty chainsaw later reports : -
Shortly after my previous kill, I spied my next target. After a friendly chat with the recently departed about his awful day, he started to walk away, but soon turned around with a smug grin on his face. I knew he must have seen his target, and this was confirmed when he pulled out a pistol and gave chase. Seizing an opportunity, I too followed silently, before confronting [UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] over the corpse of his kill. Unfortunately, [UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] was to join him, and with several swift stabs, he too was assassinated.
Shade reports : -
I was waiting in the queue with my companion, then a figure emerged from the darkness. With a quick draw and two shots, both my ally and myself were floored.
Artemis reports : -
Earlier today at arouns 12:30 my nightmare came true. As i was worrying about my work I began to forget about the potential enemies within the University. I rushed towards the cash point just outside the doors of the building, unaware that I had been spotted by my killer. As i stood waiting for my card to be given back to me a strange figure appeared next to me and asked "[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN]?"....not thinking I said yes and the next thing I felt was his concealed knife in my side. I screamed "noooooo!" as i fell in a heap to the floor and died...before my final breath was taken I asked the man standing above me his name.....he replied.. [INFORMATION UNDISCLOSED].
A witness has now come forward and has given their report : -
Ano Seelowe report : -
Rusty Chainsaw and I were dining with friends when he spied Jim DiGriz acting suspiciously, heading out of the building. Rusty acted quickly, chasing quickly after Jim.
Upon reaching the door I witnessed Jim unloading a full clip into Shade, only meters from the building, a look of surprise upon Shade's face. Jim had not yet finished shooting when a blade previously concealed by Rusty was thrust into his back.
It was a massacre, civilians looked on in both surprise and horror at the two bloodied bodies lying upon the floor near the entrance.
Always watching,
Ano
Bomb plot goes up in smoke in an attempt to assassinate rusty chainsaw
(to maintain the hidden identity of the following assassin the names have been removed from the report)
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] reports : -
At approximately 0000 hours this morning (22nd Feb) i [UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] set about plans to rid the world of my first target, [rusty chainsaw] . The fool, if only he could comprehend the complexity and sneakiness of my genius. A trap was made. A brilliant trap indeed. TNT is a wonderful weapon i must say, but can become even more deadly when detonated by an unsuspecting fool treading on a detonator as he leaves his front door. As i approached the house of my target i was salivating, the adrenaline was almost too much too contain. I placed the TNT and connected the detonator oh so carefully. Changing of my pants would be necessary on my return home. Then just like that, i vanished like a sheep in the snow. Now we play the waiting game...[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN], Oh so [UNDISCLOSED] Assassin.
RustyChainsaw reports : -
An attempt on my life was made this morning, as the killer that rose before dawn placed a trap outside my very abode. fortunately I had consumed my morning cup of tea by this point, and was wide alert to the fact that someone had set me up.
The effort was very commendable though, and I was soon able to get a bomb technician (read: unfortunate housemate) to disarm the bomb and give the all clear. All I can say is that this is being taken rather seriously, and I will be on the look out for you, bastard!
(to maintain the hidden identity of the following assassin the names have been removed from the report)
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] reports : -
At approximately 0000 hours this morning (22nd Feb) i [UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] set about plans to rid the world of my first target, [rusty chainsaw] . The fool, if only he could comprehend the complexity and sneakiness of my genius. A trap was made. A brilliant trap indeed. TNT is a wonderful weapon i must say, but can become even more deadly when detonated by an unsuspecting fool treading on a detonator as he leaves his front door. As i approached the house of my target i was salivating, the adrenaline was almost too much too contain. I placed the TNT and connected the detonator oh so carefully. Changing of my pants would be necessary on my return home. Then just like that, i vanished like a sheep in the snow. Now we play the waiting game...[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN], Oh so [UNDISCLOSED] Assassin.
RustyChainsaw reports : -
An attempt on my life was made this morning, as the killer that rose before dawn placed a trap outside my very abode. fortunately I had consumed my morning cup of tea by this point, and was wide alert to the fact that someone had set me up.
The effort was very commendable though, and I was soon able to get a bomb technician (read: unfortunate housemate) to disarm the bomb and give the all clear. All I can say is that this is being taken rather seriously, and I will be on the look out for you, bastard!
Neffy survives bomb threat From mahlet
neffy reports : -
I was preparing to leave my residence when a letter came through the door. It was addressed to my fellow assassin M1neh. In an effort to avoid deaths, myself and him agreed to open each others mail. However as a civilian friend of ours was around, he opened the envelope. Fearing for M1neh's death we watched him draw out a letter. "Bang (it was a bomb) your dead Neffy. Courtesy of [mahlet]" What a subtle attempt on my life. "[mahlet]" it is now on.
neffy reports : -
I was preparing to leave my residence when a letter came through the door. It was addressed to my fellow assassin M1neh. In an effort to avoid deaths, myself and him agreed to open each others mail. However as a civilian friend of ours was around, he opened the envelope. Fearing for M1neh's death we watched him draw out a letter. "Bang (it was a bomb) your dead Neffy. Courtesy of [mahlet]" What a subtle attempt on my life. "[mahlet]" it is now on.
Sammwise finally puts an end to RustyChainsaws [Ozz Hart] killing spree
Sammwise reports : -
I was out casually drinking with my friends partaking in general karaoke merriment when a double agent (mutual friend) and a fellow assassin informed me that my target Rusty Chainsaw was in the vicinity. I froze, was i prepared? how could i take out my target after 3 pints?...YES i was ready, luckily i still had my double barreled party shotgun hidden away in my pocket. I planned my time carefully, soon he began to leave the area. It was now or never, i put down my pint and ran. I saw he was approximately 30 meters from my person. The kill begins. I ran through the shadows of the night, feet as silent like a silent...thing. Within 10 meters of the target he turned to face me. HE KNEW! Too prepared was this assassin, however my itchy trigger finger was too quick for the experienced assassin. As i came close i pulled the trigger on my weapon causing his brains to splatter all over the pavement. His lady friend was shocked and dismayed at the dismembered corpse of such a human being. Though he tried to counter with his weapon which was unmarked as a knife, unfortunately he was dead before he could counter. A formidable assassin, however he was foolish to let his guard down.
Sammwise reports : -
I was out casually drinking with my friends partaking in general karaoke merriment when a double agent (mutual friend) and a fellow assassin informed me that my target Rusty Chainsaw was in the vicinity. I froze, was i prepared? how could i take out my target after 3 pints?...YES i was ready, luckily i still had my double barreled party shotgun hidden away in my pocket. I planned my time carefully, soon he began to leave the area. It was now or never, i put down my pint and ran. I saw he was approximately 30 meters from my person. The kill begins. I ran through the shadows of the night, feet as silent like a silent...thing. Within 10 meters of the target he turned to face me. HE KNEW! Too prepared was this assassin, however my itchy trigger finger was too quick for the experienced assassin. As i came close i pulled the trigger on my weapon causing his brains to splatter all over the pavement. His lady friend was shocked and dismayed at the dismembered corpse of such a human being. Though he tried to counter with his weapon which was unmarked as a knife, unfortunately he was dead before he could counter. A formidable assassin, however he was foolish to let his guard down.
A close escape for a wannabe assassin [Guerrilla Tactics] after [Morning Glory]
Guerrilla Tactics reports : -
Waiting for your target is always the hardest part. The anxiety that courses through you, every person that walks past has your targets face but you know its not them.
I had this today.
I saw my target walking out of the Sports Hall, I knew it was my time. With just a t-shirt draped over his arm I considered it a safe time to get the edge, or more precisely him to catch the edge of my blade. Sadly I was minutes too early, and the grace period of sports activities was still in effect. A chase broke out, me after my target, and what seemed like 2 police officers after me, with me only just making my escape back to the safety of my humble abode. We all live to fight another day, but next time, its all out war, and i'm looking forward to it...
Guerrilla Tactics reports : -
Waiting for your target is always the hardest part. The anxiety that courses through you, every person that walks past has your targets face but you know its not them.
I had this today.
I saw my target walking out of the Sports Hall, I knew it was my time. With just a t-shirt draped over his arm I considered it a safe time to get the edge, or more precisely him to catch the edge of my blade. Sadly I was minutes too early, and the grace period of sports activities was still in effect. A chase broke out, me after my target, and what seemed like 2 police officers after me, with me only just making my escape back to the safety of my humble abode. We all live to fight another day, but next time, its all out war, and i'm looking forward to it...
Poisoned mines, a deadly combination, yet not deadly enough!
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] reports : -
After a while scoping out my targets, I set out to dispose of my first target. Using a combination assault of poison and mines, I aimed to kill my foe tonight. Upon checking back, the mine had gone, but I'm not sure whether it claimed a life is yet to be seen...
If it did claim a life, it will prove once and for all that the mighty can fall.
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] reports : -
Late at night. The silence that envelops the house like a blanket over a birdcage is broken by the rattling of the letterbox.
I spring from my chair, weapon in hand. A fellow assassin draws his weapon. A brave civilian companion volunteers to investigate.
A mine lays on the doorstep. Nice try. The civilian disarms the mine in seconds. Our elation is short-lived. The mine is laced with poison. The two assassins search the streets for the assassin, but they have vanished into the night. In our absence, the civilian has been overcome by the poison and lies dead in the hall. His selfless bravery will not be forgotten.
An innocent civilian dies. Two assassins live. Fair trade.
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] reports : -
After a while scoping out my targets, I set out to dispose of my first target. Using a combination assault of poison and mines, I aimed to kill my foe tonight. Upon checking back, the mine had gone, but I'm not sure whether it claimed a life is yet to be seen...
If it did claim a life, it will prove once and for all that the mighty can fall.
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] reports : -
Late at night. The silence that envelops the house like a blanket over a birdcage is broken by the rattling of the letterbox.
I spring from my chair, weapon in hand. A fellow assassin draws his weapon. A brave civilian companion volunteers to investigate.
A mine lays on the doorstep. Nice try. The civilian disarms the mine in seconds. Our elation is short-lived. The mine is laced with poison. The two assassins search the streets for the assassin, but they have vanished into the night. In our absence, the civilian has been overcome by the poison and lies dead in the hall. His selfless bravery will not be forgotten.
An innocent civilian dies. Two assassins live. Fair trade.
Previous reports now revield
The Gentleman reports : -
To begin with, can I request that this report does not get published? If it gets put up I probably won't have the opportunity to repeat the attempt, and several people may be able to guess who I am.
"The night air is cool and crisp. I lie outside the home of my enemy, silently waiting. I can't strike yet. I have to be sure he was home. No need to waste innocent lives.
The night wares on. Dew settles as he temperature dropped. It was then that I hear my target's voice. It's time.
Silently enter the house I rush into the living room, weapon raised. Empty room. He must have crept up to his room. Time to go.
I flee the house, allowing the darkness to swallow me up.
My target survives. I escape alive. Fair trade."
The Gentleman reports : -
To begin with, can I request that this report does not get published? If it gets put up I probably won't have the opportunity to repeat the attempt, and several people may be able to guess who I am.
"The night air is cool and crisp. I lie outside the home of my enemy, silently waiting. I can't strike yet. I have to be sure he was home. No need to waste innocent lives.
The night wares on. Dew settles as he temperature dropped. It was then that I hear my target's voice. It's time.
Silently enter the house I rush into the living room, weapon raised. Empty room. He must have crept up to his room. Time to go.
I flee the house, allowing the darkness to swallow me up.
My target survives. I escape alive. Fair trade."
The Gentlemanplays mine sweeper and survives! Unfortunately their house-mates didn't.
help im trapped in a pseudonym factory : -
I awoke this morning to hear a mighty pair of explosions, Heading to the door to see what happened i noticed a literal mine field badly scattered outside my front door.
Nearby on the driveway were the charred shells of my house-mate's cars. There trip to the local education service brought to an unexpected stop as their cars had been fitted with explosive devices.
The Death of my two Friends was unnerving,
maybe they had been killed by mistake
,maybe it was a statement. either way my life had been shaken and my heart angered. i WILL have vengeance
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] reports : -
Last night under the cover of darkness, joined by two other assassins (who there would be no need to kill.. yet) i took part in some routine surveillance on [UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] to gather any useful intel on my target that would prove useful to an attempt on his life, nevertheless i took sabotage devices should i come across any automobiles and some explosive mines if there should be a need to make a bold warning to my target. Upon reaching the residence of my target i noticed two automobiles and a conveniently sized driveway, just large enough to ensure i stayed throughout my visit to his residence. I silently rigged the automobiles with improvised sabotage devices, it reminded me of a once greater time in my career while contracted in Tivat, Montenegro to erase a local mayor, i rigged 42 cars that day and watched the fireworks of fuel tanks erupt from the safety of a yacht on the bay there, glorious days.
Before leaving my targets residence i littered the doorway and drive with explosive mines and took photographic evidence of my intruments of death as well as my presence there.
Now to play the waiting game.
help im trapped in a pseudonym factory : -
I awoke this morning to hear a mighty pair of explosions, Heading to the door to see what happened i noticed a literal mine field badly scattered outside my front door.
Nearby on the driveway were the charred shells of my house-mate's cars. There trip to the local education service brought to an unexpected stop as their cars had been fitted with explosive devices.
The Death of my two Friends was unnerving,
maybe they had been killed by mistake
,maybe it was a statement. either way my life had been shaken and my heart angered. i WILL have vengeance
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] reports : -
Last night under the cover of darkness, joined by two other assassins (who there would be no need to kill.. yet) i took part in some routine surveillance on [UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] to gather any useful intel on my target that would prove useful to an attempt on his life, nevertheless i took sabotage devices should i come across any automobiles and some explosive mines if there should be a need to make a bold warning to my target. Upon reaching the residence of my target i noticed two automobiles and a conveniently sized driveway, just large enough to ensure i stayed throughout my visit to his residence. I silently rigged the automobiles with improvised sabotage devices, it reminded me of a once greater time in my career while contracted in Tivat, Montenegro to erase a local mayor, i rigged 42 cars that day and watched the fireworks of fuel tanks erupt from the safety of a yacht on the bay there, glorious days.
Before leaving my targets residence i littered the doorway and drive with explosive mines and took photographic evidence of my intruments of death as well as my presence there.
Now to play the waiting game.
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] makes a lucky escape
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] reports : -
A Valiant but invalid assassination was made on me this fine evening.
I exited the leisure facilities with the 10 minutes safety rule in play. Chatting away happy as larry a well researched assassin approached from behind and threw a knife into my stomach.
In a blind panic I sprinted away into the darkness with my assassin hot on my heels. Two fellow assassins gave chase. I returned to find the umpire was nearby and he thankfully declared the kill unsuccessful due to rule infringement.
Congratz on your in depth research and patience assassin but you'll have to try harder
[UNDISCLOSED ASSASSIN] reports : -
A Valiant but invalid assassination was made on me this fine evening.
I exited the leisure facilities with the 10 minutes safety rule in play. Chatting away happy as larry a well researched assassin approached from behind and threw a knife into my stomach.
In a blind panic I sprinted away into the darkness with my assassin hot on my heels. Two fellow assassins gave chase. I returned to find the umpire was nearby and he thankfully declared the kill unsuccessful due to rule infringement.
Congratz on your in depth research and patience assassin but you'll have to try harder
Gentleman makes a lucky escape and lives to fight another day
The gentleman reports : -
There I was, priming myself to eliminate my target. The moment was upon me. I rounded the corner, planning to move into position to wait for my target.
But three assassins stood before me. I was rumbled.
Stupid old man. Charging in like a Gallahad just I said I wouldn't. I Time to head out while I still can. This time I survive. Next time I may not be so lucky.
Turn the wrong corner in Stafford and you can find anything.
Anything.
The gentleman reports : -
There I was, priming myself to eliminate my target. The moment was upon me. I rounded the corner, planning to move into position to wait for my target.
But three assassins stood before me. I was rumbled.
Stupid old man. Charging in like a Gallahad just I said I wouldn't. I Time to head out while I still can. This time I survive. Next time I may not be so lucky.
Turn the wrong corner in Stafford and you can find anything.
Anything.
Tyron Touchaface explodes Dynamo like dynamite?
Tyron Touchaface reports : -
It was a mild midnight, the air was crisp and telling. A evening at the movies was finished, the victim heading for home. A lonely wall drenched in light but unseen to the passer by, I swag my arm, the scattering feet of the victum in a moment of silence as the grenade left my out stretched arm. It hit the floor exploded on impact. The evidence was cleared and the job was done, back into the shadows once more.
Dynamo reports : -
After a night out, I walked out of a declared safe zone to start my leisurely trip home on the watch out for assassins in the shadows. Just as my guard dropped a flicker in the shadows caught my attention. I bolted. The moment your life is in question your instincts cut in, 'get away from danger no matter the cost'. Seeing a grenade skim past me and explode on the floor my heart skipped a beat, for my immunity shield kept me from harm. What a night it had been, but it also showed my guard wasn't good enough, and fate has given me another chance.
To clarify, Dynamo had just left a declared safe zone at a house party. He was therefore protected for the pre-agreed length of 5 mins after he left and is therefore still alive.
Tyron Touchaface reports : -
It was a mild midnight, the air was crisp and telling. A evening at the movies was finished, the victim heading for home. A lonely wall drenched in light but unseen to the passer by, I swag my arm, the scattering feet of the victum in a moment of silence as the grenade left my out stretched arm. It hit the floor exploded on impact. The evidence was cleared and the job was done, back into the shadows once more.
Dynamo reports : -
After a night out, I walked out of a declared safe zone to start my leisurely trip home on the watch out for assassins in the shadows. Just as my guard dropped a flicker in the shadows caught my attention. I bolted. The moment your life is in question your instincts cut in, 'get away from danger no matter the cost'. Seeing a grenade skim past me and explode on the floor my heart skipped a beat, for my immunity shield kept me from harm. What a night it had been, but it also showed my guard wasn't good enough, and fate has given me another chance.
To clarify, Dynamo had just left a declared safe zone at a house party. He was therefore protected for the pre-agreed length of 5 mins after he left and is therefore still alive.
Night elf warrior lvl. 99 gains exp after a successful assassination of Neffy [Nicholas Kirkwood]
Night elf warrior lvl. 99 reports : -
I stood there, very paranoid of every single person moving. Having a break from work and enjoying the one bit of nice weather we have had this year, I look up to find my target exiting the building not looking ready for what was about to happen.
As he walked past I took my mini mace of doom from within its holster and preceded to give him a good thwack on the shoulder. He had no idea what hit him until it was too late, RIP
Neffy reports : -
In a rush to get to work, I left a building unprepared, only to have a master of disguise and subtlety leap from plain view to strike me down. I would like to say i went down in an epic struggle resulting in the deaths of many assailants however... there was only one... and he thwacked me... and I fell :(
Night elf warrior lvl. 99 reports : -
I stood there, very paranoid of every single person moving. Having a break from work and enjoying the one bit of nice weather we have had this year, I look up to find my target exiting the building not looking ready for what was about to happen.
As he walked past I took my mini mace of doom from within its holster and preceded to give him a good thwack on the shoulder. He had no idea what hit him until it was too late, RIP
Neffy reports : -
In a rush to get to work, I left a building unprepared, only to have a master of disguise and subtlety leap from plain view to strike me down. I would like to say i went down in an epic struggle resulting in the deaths of many assailants however... there was only one... and he thwacked me... and I fell :(
Egg on the face of Defo Not Adam Welsh [Ed Wynn] at the hands of Pdiddy
Defo Not Adam Welsh reports : -
It was a very very early Friday morning and several cohorts who where tired from the days events of learning and frisbee decided to watch a fun filled film (Old Boy) to end the day on a high, I personally then decided to increasingly lift the spirits of my comrades after thus film, by deciding to bake a cake with gone out of date eggs (NOT test the theory of gripping an egg on it's axis as hard as possible to see if you can break it or throw them at each other), but one treacherous associate decided while holding such eggs to stab me in the back figuratively and physically, and I fell to the floor crushing said eggs beneath me, to hear my killer say "What an eggs-tremely well eggs-ectued plan".
Defo Not Adam Welsh reports : -
It was a very very early Friday morning and several cohorts who where tired from the days events of learning and frisbee decided to watch a fun filled film (Old Boy) to end the day on a high, I personally then decided to increasingly lift the spirits of my comrades after thus film, by deciding to bake a cake with gone out of date eggs (NOT test the theory of gripping an egg on it's axis as hard as possible to see if you can break it or throw them at each other), but one treacherous associate decided while holding such eggs to stab me in the back figuratively and physically, and I fell to the floor crushing said eggs beneath me, to hear my killer say "What an eggs-tremely well eggs-ectued plan".
Pdiddy [John Perry] is caught up in a Daemon Storm
Daemon Storm reports : -
On the day of Friday 25th of the month of February I struck with a devious plan. having spent the previous week careful learning about my Target Jonathon Perry, I discovered some in roads with some fellow assassins that I could use to eliminate my target.
Posing as fellow film students looking to borrow some props, we called upon his house at [undisclosed location] and requested some items. The target foolishly believed us, having borrowed the very props we were seeking from one of my allies. Unarmed, defenceless and unexpecting, he came towards us and my blade ended his life with a single thrust to the heart. No longer will he be a threat to other assassins.
Faithfully, DaemonStorm
[undisclosed assassin] reports : -
date; 25 feb
assignment
Having being contacted by a fellow assassin he requested my help dispatching an assassin known to my self and also [undisclosed assassin] we both aided in his planning and later mad our way to his residence, where Mr Perry was soon cut down with a single unseen blow, we left the scene to hear screams of horror as he was discovered
Daemon Storm reports : -
On the day of Friday 25th of the month of February I struck with a devious plan. having spent the previous week careful learning about my Target Jonathon Perry, I discovered some in roads with some fellow assassins that I could use to eliminate my target.
Posing as fellow film students looking to borrow some props, we called upon his house at [undisclosed location] and requested some items. The target foolishly believed us, having borrowed the very props we were seeking from one of my allies. Unarmed, defenceless and unexpecting, he came towards us and my blade ended his life with a single thrust to the heart. No longer will he be a threat to other assassins.
Faithfully, DaemonStorm
[undisclosed assassin] reports : -
date; 25 feb
assignment
Having being contacted by a fellow assassin he requested my help dispatching an assassin known to my self and also [undisclosed assassin] we both aided in his planning and later mad our way to his residence, where Mr Perry was soon cut down with a single unseen blow, we left the scene to hear screams of horror as he was discovered
Ichigo was struck by the Smooth Criminal, but managed to escape from the prick
Ichigo reports : -
I blame the early hour of the day for the sluggish response of my self and the fumbled actions of my would-be assassin. We exchanged a cheerful greeting in the spirit of friendship, but I made the mistake of drawing closer to continue conversation- directly into range of their weapon of choice, a syringe of deadly poison.
The assassin fled the scene with a grin, leaving me to return to my belongings. The poison stung for a moment before dissipating- the protected area I was in made it ineffective! I broke into my rations of antidote just to be safe, with an ally watching should the devious (but flawed) assassin return.
Well met, sir. But I think you may have met your match in me!
Later...
Ichigo reports : -
Accompanied by two semi-trusted allies with whom I had reached an unofficial accord, the road to my target's house was well-trodden early in the afternoon. Though little was known except a name, the thrill of a challenge spurred me onwards to the unassuming house.
It looked empty and sealed, a sight that did not ease my mind. However the door was indeed answered, although not by my intended target. Having no desire to shed innocent blood, information was traded as to my target's whereabouts for the forthcoming days before we decided to withdraw.
The challenge remains- and *will* be pursued.
Ichigo reports : -
I blame the early hour of the day for the sluggish response of my self and the fumbled actions of my would-be assassin. We exchanged a cheerful greeting in the spirit of friendship, but I made the mistake of drawing closer to continue conversation- directly into range of their weapon of choice, a syringe of deadly poison.
The assassin fled the scene with a grin, leaving me to return to my belongings. The poison stung for a moment before dissipating- the protected area I was in made it ineffective! I broke into my rations of antidote just to be safe, with an ally watching should the devious (but flawed) assassin return.
Well met, sir. But I think you may have met your match in me!
Later...
Ichigo reports : -
Accompanied by two semi-trusted allies with whom I had reached an unofficial accord, the road to my target's house was well-trodden early in the afternoon. Though little was known except a name, the thrill of a challenge spurred me onwards to the unassuming house.
It looked empty and sealed, a sight that did not ease my mind. However the door was indeed answered, although not by my intended target. Having no desire to shed innocent blood, information was traded as to my target's whereabouts for the forthcoming days before we decided to withdraw.
The challenge remains- and *will* be pursued.
DaemonStorm Zombie Massicar; Help I'm trapped in a Pseudonym Factory kills Dynamo (Robert Butler)
DaemonStorm reports : -
To help pay back my fellow Assassin or earlier, for his assistance in the kill of John Perry, I traveled with him to a residence of his target, with the hopes of us achieving a double kill. The Storm of Daemons was ready to go to aid my companion.
Our targets were one Robert Butler and Patrick Shelton for myself.
We arrived about 20 minutes before our expected prey, and staked out the area, forming plans. However after what seemed like an eternity of waiting it seemed we had been out foxed, or so we thought.
Instead we went for a direct assault, braving potentially formidable defenses to kill Robert Butler, whom it turned out was guarded by only a bumbling gate guard. My companion "HITIAPF" was easily able to strike his target down, where upon we waited hoping to kill Patrick Shelton as well.
Moments later, our marks telecommunications device buzzed, and it turned out we had been betrayed. However the mark was already in the grave.
The automobile arrived outside the premises, and striking fast like a snake, I raced to kill Patrick Shelton, only to be confronted with the re-animated corpse of the man himself, some other assassin having beaten me to the punch. Dismayed but not disheartened, I still shot the zombie down, and made on my merry way with my Ally of the night, while our marks friends carted their bodies off to a tournament in Swansea.
Help I'm Trapped in a Pseudonym Factory reports : -
Continuing on with the initial success of the morning, myself and my comrade in arms DaemonStorm set out on a double neutralization mission.
After gaining intel we found a moment where both of our targets would be in the same place, at the same time, waiting for transportation to a tournament of the flying disc variety.
Although our time was approximate, we were waiting for so long that it almost became apparent that we had missed our opportunity, or that worse, our victims had managed to find out about our nefarious scheme!
Things became desperate and we went instead for a risky frontal assault on the homestead of Robert Butler.
With luck his butler mistook us for someone else and granted us admission to the premises, where soon after the mark made his way down, unsuspecting, to be confronted by the business end of my gun, a shrewd mistake.
Although it seemed he did not notice the first shot through his lung, the second one certainly finished him off.
My dastardly deed was completed.
It was not long after that the telecommunication device of our recently deceased loudly announced warnings of nearby assassins, a warning much to late to be effective.
It was around this time that the mark of DaemonStorm arrived nearby at which he made a valiant dash to find only a corpse sitting in that mans place, as a blackguard had already killed the noble Patrick Shelton.
We walked away proud yet slightly disheartened, as the disc throwing specialists re-animated Roberts corpse and headed to their tournament.
I had no idea zombies were so skilled in the art of disc throwing!
DaemonStorm reports : -
To help pay back my fellow Assassin or earlier, for his assistance in the kill of John Perry, I traveled with him to a residence of his target, with the hopes of us achieving a double kill. The Storm of Daemons was ready to go to aid my companion.
Our targets were one Robert Butler and Patrick Shelton for myself.
We arrived about 20 minutes before our expected prey, and staked out the area, forming plans. However after what seemed like an eternity of waiting it seemed we had been out foxed, or so we thought.
Instead we went for a direct assault, braving potentially formidable defenses to kill Robert Butler, whom it turned out was guarded by only a bumbling gate guard. My companion "HITIAPF" was easily able to strike his target down, where upon we waited hoping to kill Patrick Shelton as well.
Moments later, our marks telecommunications device buzzed, and it turned out we had been betrayed. However the mark was already in the grave.
The automobile arrived outside the premises, and striking fast like a snake, I raced to kill Patrick Shelton, only to be confronted with the re-animated corpse of the man himself, some other assassin having beaten me to the punch. Dismayed but not disheartened, I still shot the zombie down, and made on my merry way with my Ally of the night, while our marks friends carted their bodies off to a tournament in Swansea.
Help I'm Trapped in a Pseudonym Factory reports : -
Continuing on with the initial success of the morning, myself and my comrade in arms DaemonStorm set out on a double neutralization mission.
After gaining intel we found a moment where both of our targets would be in the same place, at the same time, waiting for transportation to a tournament of the flying disc variety.
Although our time was approximate, we were waiting for so long that it almost became apparent that we had missed our opportunity, or that worse, our victims had managed to find out about our nefarious scheme!
Things became desperate and we went instead for a risky frontal assault on the homestead of Robert Butler.
With luck his butler mistook us for someone else and granted us admission to the premises, where soon after the mark made his way down, unsuspecting, to be confronted by the business end of my gun, a shrewd mistake.
Although it seemed he did not notice the first shot through his lung, the second one certainly finished him off.
My dastardly deed was completed.
It was not long after that the telecommunication device of our recently deceased loudly announced warnings of nearby assassins, a warning much to late to be effective.
It was around this time that the mark of DaemonStorm arrived nearby at which he made a valiant dash to find only a corpse sitting in that mans place, as a blackguard had already killed the noble Patrick Shelton.
We walked away proud yet slightly disheartened, as the disc throwing specialists re-animated Roberts corpse and headed to their tournament.
I had no idea zombies were so skilled in the art of disc throwing!
Defo not Adam Welsh [Ed Wynn], Defo already dead
m1neh reports : -
I turned up at my targets house, disguised cunningly as a messenger delivering a package. With visibility jacket donned and empty parcel in hand I knocked upon the door of my target... A man answered.
"Package for Adam Walsh" I mumbled, nervously.
"Yeah, he's upstairs I'll just get him."
The guy ran up the stairs calling his name. I put my hand in my pocket and gripped my gun. The man ran back down the stairs into the other room and i pulled out my weapon aiming at the door.
The moment I saw his body I fired, and shot him dead.
Turns out he was already dead! Bummer!
m1neh reports : -
I turned up at my targets house, disguised cunningly as a messenger delivering a package. With visibility jacket donned and empty parcel in hand I knocked upon the door of my target... A man answered.
"Package for Adam Walsh" I mumbled, nervously.
"Yeah, he's upstairs I'll just get him."
The guy ran up the stairs calling his name. I put my hand in my pocket and gripped my gun. The man ran back down the stairs into the other room and i pulled out my weapon aiming at the door.
The moment I saw his body I fired, and shot him dead.
Turns out he was already dead! Bummer!
Morning Glory takes the Red Shadow from behind with his unsheathed sword
Morning Glory reports : -
"Richard Klammer is no more thanks to a Celtic Claymore"
Some frisbee frolicking occurred one Saturday afternoon. My target was said to be joining. I returned to my fortress to weaponise and set about my assassination.
Rich arrived to throw a disc around. A few moments later his back was turned so I pounced. Sword unsheathed from my back holster I saw red and charged at my target. In one fell swoop he was done. Frisbee continued.
Morning Glory reports : -
"Richard Klammer is no more thanks to a Celtic Claymore"
Some frisbee frolicking occurred one Saturday afternoon. My target was said to be joining. I returned to my fortress to weaponise and set about my assassination.
Rich arrived to throw a disc around. A few moments later his back was turned so I pounced. Sword unsheathed from my back holster I saw red and charged at my target. In one fell swoop he was done. Frisbee continued.
Tyron Touchaface pounces on The Gentleman [Patrick Shelton]
Tyron Touchaface reports : -
It was the night of dark truth for people that collect frisbee shirts from ones house twice, in that same very night. A trained komodo dragon designed for sneak attacks, walking on his palms to avoid caw scratches, gets ready to pounce as the target goes to put a frisbee top in his bag. Then in that moment we jumped the target, another ability of this trained komodo, shocking the target only to turn around into the jaws of death.
The gentleman reports : -
Stupid old man. Only a fool falls for the same trick twice.
I visit the house of my target under the pretext of collecting a package, hoping to eliminate him. His housemates are wise. I fail.
But I am invited to return later. I mistake their cunning for stupidity. I arrive at the house once again. The night is dark. Long shadows cover the ground. It is quiet.
I knock on the door. Figures are seen moving around inside. I mistakenly think my target is hiding from me. As a housemate delivers the package I temporarily drop my guard. Suddenly, my target stands before me. Impossible. No-one can sneak up on me. Before I can react I am seized by a beast of monstrous proportions. I am no match for the mighty Komodo Dragon attacking me. It goes dark.
Knock on the right door in Stafford and you can find anything.
Anything.
Tyron Touchaface reports : -
It was the night of dark truth for people that collect frisbee shirts from ones house twice, in that same very night. A trained komodo dragon designed for sneak attacks, walking on his palms to avoid caw scratches, gets ready to pounce as the target goes to put a frisbee top in his bag. Then in that moment we jumped the target, another ability of this trained komodo, shocking the target only to turn around into the jaws of death.
The gentleman reports : -
Stupid old man. Only a fool falls for the same trick twice.
I visit the house of my target under the pretext of collecting a package, hoping to eliminate him. His housemates are wise. I fail.
But I am invited to return later. I mistake their cunning for stupidity. I arrive at the house once again. The night is dark. Long shadows cover the ground. It is quiet.
I knock on the door. Figures are seen moving around inside. I mistakenly think my target is hiding from me. As a housemate delivers the package I temporarily drop my guard. Suddenly, my target stands before me. Impossible. No-one can sneak up on me. Before I can react I am seized by a beast of monstrous proportions. I am no match for the mighty Komodo Dragon attacking me. It goes dark.
Knock on the right door in Stafford and you can find anything.
Anything.