Week 2
[Mon, 22 Nov 2010 13:22:54]
Phoenix (Michael Fisher) is "capped" by Radical Error, but sure to resurrect eventually.
Radical Error reports:
"After learning who my target was, I formed a plan to take him out whilst he was being transported from the University to his home. So at approximately 1:10pm, I had bribed a friend to drive Mike home past my house after his lectures, I sat in my parked car on the street and as the driver drove by in his soft-top car, I opened my window and called Mike, he slowly turned around to see me pointing a gun to his head and before he could say anything I shot him dead in the head. I casually put the window up and the driver drove off with Mikes body for disposal.
Regards,
Radical Error"
Pheonix reports:
"Casually cruising down the road in my "friends" convertible, the wind sweeping through our hair, due to the roof being down (rather strange on a cold winter's day?). None the less upon pulling around a corner I noticed the car beginning to slow, the window to my left winding down automatically. Looking left I was staring down the sights of a Desert Eagle .50 from the car parallel to our own. My own "friend" driving me had betrayed me, these were my last thoughts before a bullet ended my life. The "friend" is now furiously cleaning his convertible of blood and brain."
*+100 points: successful assassination*
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[Mon, 22 Nov 2010 19:49:12]
Little (Ian Baxter) is cut down to size by Amethyst
Amethyst reports:
"After stalking around the university grounds, I established that my target had gone. Conceding defeat for the night, my comrade and I walked back to their home. Fortunately for I, but no so much for him, my friend’s home is also his lady’s abode and much to my delight, there my target was. After talking about some nonsense, I checked one last time that I was within my rights to kill him there before going back and lunging my (rather pathetic) knife at him. My first attempt fell too low and struck him a non-lethal blow to the leg. Again, I thrust my knife at him, the blade hit him deep in the torso and so, ‘Geo’ formerly known as Little lay dead on his heart-broken beloved’s bed. - Amethyst"
Little reports:
"One night after a long training session and a tasty dinner I was quite happily minding my own business and trying to plat my ladies hair, this consumed a lot my attention, as I soon discovered it consumed too much. With great cunning and caution my assassin talked their way across the room. Feeling safe with a gun near to my foot I was surprised by the appearance of a hidden knife which soon found its way into my leg, this prevented me from escaping and put my assassin between me and my gun and only chance of survival. Feeling heroic I lunged for it and was stopped only half way there by the knife cutting into my heart. Blood squirted everywhere and the light started to fade, then I awoke in this delightful little café with the BIGGEST trifle I had ever seen :D
Good luck with the hunt!
Little"
*+100 points: successful assassination*
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[Thu, 25 Nov 2010 07:56:50]
Unhands tool deftly avoids Celestial Toymakers letter of death
Unhands Tool reports:
"It was late Monday eve, and I was indulging in one of my favourite hobbies, Ridding the planet of its walking dead (Playing a game of Left 4 Dead 2) to whence i hear a knock upon my door. I leapt out of my chair and cautiously opened it to find my room mate (A Civilian) and an un-known man at my door. The man was brandishing a letter. I realised that it was an attempt upon my life upon first glance, But I fear that i was weapon less. I concealed my fears and stepped forward and took the letter, Thanking the man. I do not know to this day if he was my assassin or not, But evidence suggests that he wasn't (Due to markings on the envelope detailing that there was no person by my name at an address, What i figure is a mis-directed earlier attempt).
I closed and bolted the door, A look of fear in my eyes. My faithful room mate asked me what was wrong. I then explained that this must be an attempt to take precious life away from me, and i was no where near done with it yet. He stepped forward bravely and took the letter from my hands and retreated to the second floor of my house. As i heard the tear of paper, I knew what was coming next. An explosion thundered through the house, shaking it to its foundations. I ran upstairs and looked at the bloody mess before me. A Letter Bomb!
As I inspected the carnage, I look down to see part of the note attached. It Read:
"My Dear Mr.[UNSPECIFIED ASSASSIN],
No hard Feelings.
Love,
Celestial Toymaker"
Your efforts were intercepted, Mr.Toymaker, By my civilian companion that occupies my residence with me, and i live to fight another day."
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[Thu, 25 Nov 2010 20:09:32]
The Kid From Kibble And The Fist Of Light (Glenn Edwards) is crushed by Singularity
Singularity reports:
"After a couple of training sessions, to which I waited for the right time to strike. Thus to which I activated my remotely detonated C4 charge, placing it within the side pocket of his bag. With this it was only a waiting game as I wandered with the crowd patiently, though cursing as my target didn't stay outside of the safe confines of the university long enough for me to detonate the charge; with this I followed after him for a short time to sit across the table in the Lounge and act naturally till he left. With all the pieces set in place he exited the building with a friend and me following suit shortly behind, with this I waited for the opportune moment as to prevent collateral before activating the bomb. With this Glen was reduced to a pulp and strewn across the area and all over his friend."
*+100 points: successful assassination*
*+10 points: bonus objective, kill with an indirect weapon*
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[Thu, 25 Nov 2010 21:26:26]
Thyrmyr's (Patrick 'Milky' Shelton) reign of terror is ended by Butterfly of Doom in a humiliatingly healthy way
Thyrmyr reports:
"T'was a cold evening when, after a ritual gathering of games, a fellow clansman requested that I share with him my wisdom of pillaging and plundering. After passing on all my knowledge we departed into the night, to join our fellow clansmen at a festival of music and merrymaking. Sadly, I, Thyrmyr, Legendary Norse Warrior (and selfless companion), was undone. We were barely halfway to the festivities when my fellow clansman drew upon me a high-potassium weapon (a banana). A single shot was all it took to end the life of a once brave and cunning warrior. I regret being so foolish as to place trust in someone who I thought was my friend. Allow his be a warning to all other warriors.
In commemoration of my passing, I, Thyrmyr, Legendary Norse Warrior (and lover of simple poetry) have written a limerick:
A friend in need I did aid
not knowing I would be betrayed
He drew out a fruit
and one shot he did shoot
now my life has become unmade.
Thyrmyr"
Butterfly of Doom reports (at length):
"Upon receiving the writ of assassination, I recognised the mark immediately. He was a member of a group I participate in. Knowing the marks contact details, as well has what they looked like, I had a clear advantage. All that I need to do was to lure him out. Attempting to assassinate him at his house was too risky. Revealing my identity could prove fatal as it would be easy to kill me first.
Luckily I already had arranged to meet with the mark to discuss some matters relating to the group we belong to. Playing it cool, I arranged to meet the mark 30min before the group event on the 25th November at 5:30, allowing up to 15min to take care of official business, and 5min to do some "extra credit" work before the safe time kicked in. However, they failed to show. This made me suspicious. Was my cover blown? Did they know they were my target? Only time would tell.
We both attended the event and I felt him out for anything I felt odd. To my relief, everything seemed normal. But to my delight, they offered to go over the official work afterwards at a near-by public pc. Unfortunately, this was a designated safe zone. Furthermore, he was under protection after the event for 10min. This was enough time to enter the safe zone. 15min later we finished our work. The mark was leaving. All I had on me was a concealed knife. And the mark had already covered a large amount of ground. A close-ranged kill was out of the question at this point. I reached into my bag and pulled out my gun. A .44 Banana, the most tastiest gun in world. As I was about to make chase and run after the mark, who was now leaving, I remembered they weren't going home. They were going to a gig next door!
As I looked at the mark leaving my sight, they asked a nearby civilian if the route to the gig via the building was open. If it was, I had no opportunity to complete my mission. I would have to wait till another time. With the distance between me it looked like the mark had slipped away. As I looked down, I saw what would be the marks mistake. They had left a T-shirt behind. I quickly shouted them, luring the mark back to me. I now had closed the gap. All I needed was an opportunity.
Fortunately, the so-called civilian was part of my under-cover intelligence agency. With a quick signal, he knew I was on a mission to eliminate that very person he almost saved. We deceived the mark, telling them the internal route was locked, meaning they had to take an alternate route, outside the safe zone. This was all I needed. As we walked outside I made small talk preparing to make my move, once again lowering my marks defences. In order to assure the missions success, I pulled out my gun. Still unaware of the short moment of life they had, I pulled the trigger and pierced their heart.
Falling short of breath they fell to the ground, eyes starring at me in disbelief. The wings of justice have soared once more. May you rest in piece my friend."
*+100 points: successful assassination*
*+30 points: bonus objective, 'BANG' kill with a banana*
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[Fri, 26 Nov 2010 15:46:43]
Perplexed Disturbia (Lee Henderson) falls to StygianVanguard's blade
StygianVanguard reports:
"I left the house in the afternoon, with a close ally, in search for milk to aid with my dastardly tea-related chaos. My ally dropped me off at the shop but left promptly because he needed to be elsewhere. I gathered what I needed and paid according. As I left, I caught sight of my target as he approached the shop. I played it cool as I slipped my hand into my pocket and grabbed a hold of my knife. As the target drew near I calmly asked "You're [Subject Name], right?", to which he replied "yes, OSHI-". He tried to run, but was quickly cut down by my sharpened cardboard blade. Before he died, we exchanged a few words of acknowledgement before I disappeared into the urban jungle once again.
StygianVanguard"
Perplexed Disturbia reports:
"I was innocently strolling down the path to Londis when a suspicious stranger asks "you're Lee right". I did what what any self respecting man would do which is shit myself trying to run away. Unfortunatly it was too late and the strange plunged a dagger into my gut. As my life flashed before my eyes I though of all the assassination I will no longer be able to commit and one single word lingered in the back of my mind... "BOLLOX!"."
*+100 points: successful assassination*
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Phoenix (Michael Fisher) is "capped" by Radical Error, but sure to resurrect eventually.
Radical Error reports:
"After learning who my target was, I formed a plan to take him out whilst he was being transported from the University to his home. So at approximately 1:10pm, I had bribed a friend to drive Mike home past my house after his lectures, I sat in my parked car on the street and as the driver drove by in his soft-top car, I opened my window and called Mike, he slowly turned around to see me pointing a gun to his head and before he could say anything I shot him dead in the head. I casually put the window up and the driver drove off with Mikes body for disposal.
Regards,
Radical Error"
Pheonix reports:
"Casually cruising down the road in my "friends" convertible, the wind sweeping through our hair, due to the roof being down (rather strange on a cold winter's day?). None the less upon pulling around a corner I noticed the car beginning to slow, the window to my left winding down automatically. Looking left I was staring down the sights of a Desert Eagle .50 from the car parallel to our own. My own "friend" driving me had betrayed me, these were my last thoughts before a bullet ended my life. The "friend" is now furiously cleaning his convertible of blood and brain."
*+100 points: successful assassination*
_______________________________________________________________________________________________
[Mon, 22 Nov 2010 19:49:12]
Little (Ian Baxter) is cut down to size by Amethyst
Amethyst reports:
"After stalking around the university grounds, I established that my target had gone. Conceding defeat for the night, my comrade and I walked back to their home. Fortunately for I, but no so much for him, my friend’s home is also his lady’s abode and much to my delight, there my target was. After talking about some nonsense, I checked one last time that I was within my rights to kill him there before going back and lunging my (rather pathetic) knife at him. My first attempt fell too low and struck him a non-lethal blow to the leg. Again, I thrust my knife at him, the blade hit him deep in the torso and so, ‘Geo’ formerly known as Little lay dead on his heart-broken beloved’s bed. - Amethyst"
Little reports:
"One night after a long training session and a tasty dinner I was quite happily minding my own business and trying to plat my ladies hair, this consumed a lot my attention, as I soon discovered it consumed too much. With great cunning and caution my assassin talked their way across the room. Feeling safe with a gun near to my foot I was surprised by the appearance of a hidden knife which soon found its way into my leg, this prevented me from escaping and put my assassin between me and my gun and only chance of survival. Feeling heroic I lunged for it and was stopped only half way there by the knife cutting into my heart. Blood squirted everywhere and the light started to fade, then I awoke in this delightful little café with the BIGGEST trifle I had ever seen :D
Good luck with the hunt!
Little"
*+100 points: successful assassination*
_______________________________________________________________________________________________
[Thu, 25 Nov 2010 07:56:50]
Unhands tool deftly avoids Celestial Toymakers letter of death
Unhands Tool reports:
"It was late Monday eve, and I was indulging in one of my favourite hobbies, Ridding the planet of its walking dead (Playing a game of Left 4 Dead 2) to whence i hear a knock upon my door. I leapt out of my chair and cautiously opened it to find my room mate (A Civilian) and an un-known man at my door. The man was brandishing a letter. I realised that it was an attempt upon my life upon first glance, But I fear that i was weapon less. I concealed my fears and stepped forward and took the letter, Thanking the man. I do not know to this day if he was my assassin or not, But evidence suggests that he wasn't (Due to markings on the envelope detailing that there was no person by my name at an address, What i figure is a mis-directed earlier attempt).
I closed and bolted the door, A look of fear in my eyes. My faithful room mate asked me what was wrong. I then explained that this must be an attempt to take precious life away from me, and i was no where near done with it yet. He stepped forward bravely and took the letter from my hands and retreated to the second floor of my house. As i heard the tear of paper, I knew what was coming next. An explosion thundered through the house, shaking it to its foundations. I ran upstairs and looked at the bloody mess before me. A Letter Bomb!
As I inspected the carnage, I look down to see part of the note attached. It Read:
"My Dear Mr.[UNSPECIFIED ASSASSIN],
No hard Feelings.
Love,
Celestial Toymaker"
Your efforts were intercepted, Mr.Toymaker, By my civilian companion that occupies my residence with me, and i live to fight another day."
_______________________________________________________________________________________________
[Thu, 25 Nov 2010 20:09:32]
The Kid From Kibble And The Fist Of Light (Glenn Edwards) is crushed by Singularity
Singularity reports:
"After a couple of training sessions, to which I waited for the right time to strike. Thus to which I activated my remotely detonated C4 charge, placing it within the side pocket of his bag. With this it was only a waiting game as I wandered with the crowd patiently, though cursing as my target didn't stay outside of the safe confines of the university long enough for me to detonate the charge; with this I followed after him for a short time to sit across the table in the Lounge and act naturally till he left. With all the pieces set in place he exited the building with a friend and me following suit shortly behind, with this I waited for the opportune moment as to prevent collateral before activating the bomb. With this Glen was reduced to a pulp and strewn across the area and all over his friend."
*+100 points: successful assassination*
*+10 points: bonus objective, kill with an indirect weapon*
_______________________________________________________________________________________________
[Thu, 25 Nov 2010 21:26:26]
Thyrmyr's (Patrick 'Milky' Shelton) reign of terror is ended by Butterfly of Doom in a humiliatingly healthy way
Thyrmyr reports:
"T'was a cold evening when, after a ritual gathering of games, a fellow clansman requested that I share with him my wisdom of pillaging and plundering. After passing on all my knowledge we departed into the night, to join our fellow clansmen at a festival of music and merrymaking. Sadly, I, Thyrmyr, Legendary Norse Warrior (and selfless companion), was undone. We were barely halfway to the festivities when my fellow clansman drew upon me a high-potassium weapon (a banana). A single shot was all it took to end the life of a once brave and cunning warrior. I regret being so foolish as to place trust in someone who I thought was my friend. Allow his be a warning to all other warriors.
In commemoration of my passing, I, Thyrmyr, Legendary Norse Warrior (and lover of simple poetry) have written a limerick:
A friend in need I did aid
not knowing I would be betrayed
He drew out a fruit
and one shot he did shoot
now my life has become unmade.
Thyrmyr"
Butterfly of Doom reports (at length):
"Upon receiving the writ of assassination, I recognised the mark immediately. He was a member of a group I participate in. Knowing the marks contact details, as well has what they looked like, I had a clear advantage. All that I need to do was to lure him out. Attempting to assassinate him at his house was too risky. Revealing my identity could prove fatal as it would be easy to kill me first.
Luckily I already had arranged to meet with the mark to discuss some matters relating to the group we belong to. Playing it cool, I arranged to meet the mark 30min before the group event on the 25th November at 5:30, allowing up to 15min to take care of official business, and 5min to do some "extra credit" work before the safe time kicked in. However, they failed to show. This made me suspicious. Was my cover blown? Did they know they were my target? Only time would tell.
We both attended the event and I felt him out for anything I felt odd. To my relief, everything seemed normal. But to my delight, they offered to go over the official work afterwards at a near-by public pc. Unfortunately, this was a designated safe zone. Furthermore, he was under protection after the event for 10min. This was enough time to enter the safe zone. 15min later we finished our work. The mark was leaving. All I had on me was a concealed knife. And the mark had already covered a large amount of ground. A close-ranged kill was out of the question at this point. I reached into my bag and pulled out my gun. A .44 Banana, the most tastiest gun in world. As I was about to make chase and run after the mark, who was now leaving, I remembered they weren't going home. They were going to a gig next door!
As I looked at the mark leaving my sight, they asked a nearby civilian if the route to the gig via the building was open. If it was, I had no opportunity to complete my mission. I would have to wait till another time. With the distance between me it looked like the mark had slipped away. As I looked down, I saw what would be the marks mistake. They had left a T-shirt behind. I quickly shouted them, luring the mark back to me. I now had closed the gap. All I needed was an opportunity.
Fortunately, the so-called civilian was part of my under-cover intelligence agency. With a quick signal, he knew I was on a mission to eliminate that very person he almost saved. We deceived the mark, telling them the internal route was locked, meaning they had to take an alternate route, outside the safe zone. This was all I needed. As we walked outside I made small talk preparing to make my move, once again lowering my marks defences. In order to assure the missions success, I pulled out my gun. Still unaware of the short moment of life they had, I pulled the trigger and pierced their heart.
Falling short of breath they fell to the ground, eyes starring at me in disbelief. The wings of justice have soared once more. May you rest in piece my friend."
*+100 points: successful assassination*
*+30 points: bonus objective, 'BANG' kill with a banana*
_______________________________________________________________________________________________
[Fri, 26 Nov 2010 15:46:43]
Perplexed Disturbia (Lee Henderson) falls to StygianVanguard's blade
StygianVanguard reports:
"I left the house in the afternoon, with a close ally, in search for milk to aid with my dastardly tea-related chaos. My ally dropped me off at the shop but left promptly because he needed to be elsewhere. I gathered what I needed and paid according. As I left, I caught sight of my target as he approached the shop. I played it cool as I slipped my hand into my pocket and grabbed a hold of my knife. As the target drew near I calmly asked "You're [Subject Name], right?", to which he replied "yes, OSHI-". He tried to run, but was quickly cut down by my sharpened cardboard blade. Before he died, we exchanged a few words of acknowledgement before I disappeared into the urban jungle once again.
StygianVanguard"
Perplexed Disturbia reports:
"I was innocently strolling down the path to Londis when a suspicious stranger asks "you're Lee right". I did what what any self respecting man would do which is shit myself trying to run away. Unfortunatly it was too late and the strange plunged a dagger into my gut. As my life flashed before my eyes I though of all the assassination I will no longer be able to commit and one single word lingered in the back of my mind... "BOLLOX!"."
*+100 points: successful assassination*
_______________________________________________________________________________________________