Vic had spent the day in hiding. No chance he was going anywhere near the street with things how they were. Not only had his buddies all been killed, but the great Heisenberg himself. If even Heisenberg wasn't safe from the wrath of the mob, how was he?
It was much better to stay in with pizza and old Star Trek re-runs. Plus some of Heisenberg's trademark blue meth. This stuff was gonna be limited supply now or something. Not that he'd try and sell any with things how they were. He huddled up and took another hit.
Then came the knock.
"POLICE! OPEN UP!" Came a voice from outside.
"You're not allowed to just barge in here!" Called Vic nervously.
"I have a warrant, open up now!"
Vic paced back and forth, glancing over at his shelved crossbow. Maybe going down in a blaze of glory would be fun? A really cool last stand. He reached up to take it and crept towards the door before placing it quietly by the side. Had to wait for the right moment.
By the time the door was slightly ajar, the shotgun was already fired. Parts of Vic's head trickled down onto the unused crossbow, miserably.
Vic aka Brandon "Badger" Mayhew, MAFIA Assassin was killed on Night 5.
Vic
Character Name: Brandon "Badger" Mayhew Alignment:Mafia
Background:
Badger is a junkie and sometimes drug dealer who is associated with Jesse Pinkman. Since coming out of prison, he's been eager to get back into the game. However most of the time, he'd rather be goofing around and talking about Star Trek instead with his buddy Skinny Pete.
Role Description:
Badger doesn't bring an awful lot to the table, but he does own a crossbow. It's a little extreme, but it's something at least. Just once during the game, you may target a player. That player will be killed, regardless of any protection they have.
Hupu was sat in his favourite cafe, waiting on an order of camomile tea. He was shaking the Stevia packet nervously. He should've been here by now.
Closing his eyes as the figure walked through the door, Hupu was too nervous to even make eye contact. No turning around today. Had to play it very, very safe.
"You're late. And today is a bad day to be late." He said, tensing up all over. The figure didn't respond.
"People are dropping like flies around here and I don't intend to be one of them. Heisenberg even. Can you believe that? It's very important that you get me out of town right away."
Still no response. He was usually more talkative than this. Turning slightly, there was a slight look of puzzlement.
"Who are you?!" Hupu gasped, knocking the table slightly as he clambered up. The table cracked as the machete hit it, taking a chunk of Hupu's head down alongside it. There was a scream as the waitress dropped an order of camomile tea with milk.
Hupu aka Lydia Rodarte-Quayle, TOWN Tracker was killed on Night 5.
Hupu
Character Name: Lydia Rodarte-Quayle Alignment:Town
Background:
Lydia works for a company called Madrigal Automotiv. Her connections have allowed her to become a major player in the meth trade however, and she works on distributing product overseas.
Role Description:
Lydia's involvement in the drug trade and her skittish nature are not a great mix. She's very paranoid and likes to know she's always in control. During each night phase, you may select a player. You will be told who, if anybody, that player targets during the same night phase.
Boc was walking through the cool night air. It'd been a busy day with a lot of heated discussion yesterday so it was good to keep a clear head. The spate of killings were becoming more and more troublesome but it was no good to dwell too long on it.
The dwelling came back a little however, when a figure armed with a deadly blade stepped out of a nearby alleyway. Jumping back into the shadows, Boc crawled back against the wall. Hopefully they'd be gone soon.
Counting to ten, he finally stepped out and looked down at the rear of a blade sticking out of his side. Yelling out in agony, Boc limped away, tossing the knife to the floor.
It wasn't much of a big deal though, he pretty much slept it off.
A new day was dawning in Albuquerque. As the sun rose higher in the sky, the DEA office was rife with conversation. Heisenberg was dead. It was over. They'd won.
But something still wasn't right. Even though it should've been over, it didn't feel like they'd wrapped up all the loose ends. The blue meth was still out there.
"Probably just distribution of old supply." Suggested an officer.
"Probably." George Merkert nodded to himself.
The mob had dispersed from the schoolyard today. They were back at the Crystal Palace. It was time to put a stop to the distribution so they could all go home and sleep safely.
"So long, Heisenberg." One of the townsfolk said as they stomped his trademark black hat into the ground.
It is now Day 6. Day 6 will end in 24 hours or when players have reached a voting majority. With 12 alive, it will take 7 votes to reach majority. Plurality is in effect today. That means that whoever has the most votes when the day is over will be lynched.
I think the SK kill was on Hupu tbh. I'm thinking Vic was the last of the mafia since there were only 2 kills. (although I'd find it weird if there was no Saul in that group)
Well there's no way that 2 people targeted Hupu or Vic last night. The SK wouldn't do that when they knew I was targeting him and... lol, I don't see any way two people would have the same idea to target Hupu
So I'm not sure where that missing kill comes from, unless someone was blocked. So if there's a town roleblocker out there... now would be the time to come forward.
If not, the ONLY other thing I can think of is they sent Vic out for the kill last night and it failed because I killed him but that'd make NO sense whatsoever (:
