It was difficult and tiring and they really needed their rest.
They have to muster all remaining power to be able to resist evil forces in this town. There wasn't even time to mourn for lost friend as they wanted to head home right away, their minds still filled with horrible sounds of that awful poem.
Wait!
It is no memory, they really hear it. Uneasy they look around, unsure what to do now. Suddenly something jumps out of shadow and lands on TwilightBard. He tries to fight but he is still shaken and surprised and even this mighty Skaarj, Town Tracker is no match for overwhelming power of savage beast. Lifthrasil tries to rush to help him, he attacks the unnatural beast from behind, but his fragile body of Grey, Town Vanilla is not strong enough and his body quickly joins Twilight's on floor. SirPrimalform, Space Jelly, Town Emboldener, is much stronger and he could stand a chance, but when he tries to moce, he finds himself unable to. Even when there is nothing near to him, it is as he was binded. He looks around and see tall slim person stepping out of shadows. Even with it's fragile stature, it looks menancing. Suddenly SirPrimalform's mind is flooded with various images and with a lot fo pain and he finds himself unable to resist when some strange voice orders him to murder flubblucket. He moves against his will and approaches flub, who is too shocked by recent events and is unable to do anything when SirPrimalform wraps his hands around his neck and starts to strangle him. Only then he tries to struggle, but even strength of Vortigaunt, Innocent Child, is not enough against power of divine jelly.
Soon there is only one hero left alive. Although he just murdered his buddy and is unable to move, he still doesn't give up on hope. Unfortunately it only lasts until the moment when the last member of mafia team approaches him. His hulking unshapely figure is awful but it is nothing compared to his voice, when he again starts to recite his poetry again. When he starts, SirPrimalform starts to envy TwilightBard, whose body is lying nearby, torn apart. Luckily even rest of mafia is not so cruel and one of them stops the poet while the other one uses his immense psionic force to make SirPrimalform's brain explode. Even mafia can be merciful sometimes and last SPF's thought, while his brain is pouring out of his ears, is thanks for not making him suffer anymore.
"Well, that's about it," says JoeSapphire, the Alien, Mafia Brutal Janitor, "now, when these clowns are gone, we can finally conquer this town and infest it's inhabitants."
"What? No!" answers JMich, Ethereal Commander, Mafia Strong-Minded Ninja. "We are not going to infest them! That would kill them. I want them alive. They are going to bow before my might and I will rule them. There will be no in infesting!"
"Stop this, you two!" intejects Robbeasy, aka Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz, Mafia Godfather. "There is no time for this. We achieved this together, as team, and we can't argue now. Besides, whole time will be demolished to make way for new highway, there won't be no one left to infect or rule. You should better comply and just sit down. I wrote new poem about our victory and you should listen to it."
Right after this, they started to argue and soon fight broke out again.
This fight doesn't matter, though. Unaware innocent inhabitants of Springfield are doomed no matter who wins.
THE END!
Or is it?
Mafia Wins.
Congratulations to Robbeasy, JMich and JoeSapphire for flawless victory.
You can post here whatever you want now.