Post by Funkii on Jul 22, 2010 13:57:48 GMT -5
With two dead bodies in the back of everyone's heads they didn't know what to do, but worry about it in the morning. This time the climate wasn't too nice, in fact it was very cold out for it being a night on a beach. Most of the people stayed inside the ship to rest up, but some of the people didn't... and Scott noticed this.
"I wonder where everyone is at?" thought Scott as he got out of the ship and walked out to the starry night.
The cool breeze made him shiver in the night so he grabbed a blanket from the cargo hold and made his way along the shoreline till he heard rustling coming from the trees. The sound was of someone walking away from him, as if they were going deeper into the jungle.
"I have to find out what is going on!" thought Scott who wanted to stop the killings as soon as possible if he could.
He didn't get far into the tree line when he spotted one of them, kneeling near the stream that wasn't to far from where the ship had crashed on the shore. Silently he made his way around the person so he could hide behind some brush and see what they were doing.
Scott tried his hardest to make out who it was he was looking at, the dark night and the shade that the large trees provided made any moonlight to help out the situation impossible. Then a crack of leaves came from the side of him and he jumped up in fear.
"I hate spies..." was all the mysterious person said and Scott made a dash for it, leaving the blanket behind and running as fast as he could towards the shoreline.
Scott was a bigger man, so stamina was an issue and as he made it to the shore he was too out of the breath to yell for help. Suddenly a sharp pain arose from his elbow as one of the people smash a hammer across it, breaking his arm. Another one kicked him down onto the beach, causing him to barrel down into it making sand fly up in the air.
"HELP... *gasp*.... HELP!" were the tried attempts at Scott yelling for help, but the Mafia sat on top of Scott's back as he laid belly first on the beach.
With their hands they pushed his face hard against the sand, making sure he couldn't get a breath in. Scott tried pushing himself up off the beach, but his broken arm prevented that from happening. He died a slow and painful death as he inhaled sand and dirt, unable to get any of that precious oxygen into his lungs.
Scott (Alexjabo) the Watcher died a horrible death last night!
When the sun rose the next morning everyone was startled to find the dead body of Scott, spread out across the beach with his face buried in the sand.
"What the hell happened last night?" questioned Marisa, scared for her own safety.
"They must of got to him!" exclaimed Austin, a few in the group gave him a confused look.
"What do you mean by "they"?" asked Demetri who had began grabbing shovels out of the cargo hold so they could bury the bodies.
"Well it is obvious someone brought us here on purpose and it is obvious someone is murdering these people. Scott was a big man and it would have taken a lot of strength to push him down in the sand, so it has to be more then one person," deduced Austin.
"Look, footprints!" pointed out Raji who made some of the group follow the sandy footprints into the jungle treeline to the deserted blanket of Scott.
"He must have followed someone in here, I wonder what they'r looking for?" pondered Brandon who surveyed the area to no avail.
When everyone regrouped back they decided they had to act. Obviously they would have to watch someone at night to make sure this sort of thing didn't happen again.
WELCOME TO YOUR FIRST EVENT EVERYBODY! TODAY YOU WILL LYNCH LIKE YOU NORMALLY WOULD, BUT YOU ALSO HAVE TO CHOOSE SOMEONE TO BE WATCHED TO MAKE SURE THEY DO NOTHING IN THE NIGHT. THIS PERSON WILL BE "JAILED" AND MADE INACTIVE IN THE NIGHT TILL THE FOLLOWING DAY.