Mafia XXXV - The WebDip Class Reunion

[reedeer1]

Your fictional stories about webdipers are always the best.

[brainbomb]

Ghug can you cc so we can move on. Im sick of faking being scum

[thamrick]

Ghug can you cc so we can move on. Im sick of faking being scum

I literally lol'd.

Anyways,

@Ezio - any thoughts from today? Anything about the NK? The shot? You being revealed as the shooter? You've literally only voted BB. I need more from you here

[brainbomb]

It was 1986, and man it was spicy. Chaqa had moved out by the tracks, where the corn sways in the breeze. A chemical fire burned out of control down by johnsons old mill. Chaqa didnt give a fuck.

He had moved on from his Afro to a Mullet. A mans hairstyle. He had just gotten out of a long term relationship, Gertha the Camaro finally blew its head gasket. But that wasnt the only thang she was blowin.

Chaqa had found himself a sexy new ride. A John Deer steamplow. With huge rims, subwoofers, and a built in fleshlight. It gets lonely out in these cornfields he thought to himself.

He adjusted his wire rim glasses and put the crack pipe aside.

He donned his overalls and put on axe body spray. Hasnt even been invented yet, fuck yea, he thought to himself.

[brainbomb]

It was 1998. The smell of hog anuses and snouts filled the spring air.


Mazio: Darling I am pregnant.

Deezio: This is bullshit. I specifically ##Voted no children.

Mazio: Yes but, when you also vote ##No Birth Control...

Deezio: I am sorry. Were going to be parents this is great!

Mazio: Yes, a boy...

Deezio: How do you know?

Mazio: I used genetic engineering. I should have told you. Our boy he's, he's..

Deezio: What?

Mazio: Hes part wolf...

Deezio: NO, this is unacceptable. No son of mine is going to be off riding around in a bus, killing people at night, posting cat videos. God only knows what they do in those horrible maf QT's.

Mazio: We need to name him.

Deezio: Ez name, ez life. Lets name him ezio.

Mazio: No, I was thinking lets name him.##No Name

Deezio: Thats stupid. I want my boy to grow up a pacifist. A boy who understands that lynching for information is pointless. I refuse to have a son that goes through life optimally!

Mazio: Fine we will name him ##No Lynch

Deeezio: No, we need to name him ##Vote no lynch

Mazio: Im fine with just ezio tbh.

Deezio: Then he shall be ezio.

Long may he reign.
(Scene ends as Ezio is born aboard a giant greyhound bus)

[thamrick]

I feel like you should've gone with Pazio but that's just me.

[brainbomb]

july 13th, 2057

At the Jedi Mafia Webdip Council Temple on Coruscant

(Seated around a circle is Darth Fluminator, Ob GYN Kenobi, Darth Maga, and a Spikey haired Jedi known as Vash the Spikey one.)

Darth Fluminator: The applicant must step forward. State your name and remove your clothes.

(Jamiet99uk slowly steps forward and disrobes)

Darth Maga: MUAHAHAHA, look at you.

Jamiet99uk: I am not afraid.

OB GYN KEnobi: You will be...
You

Will

Be.

Jamiet99uk: I have not come here to mince words. I wish to join the fucking council you cunts.

Darth Maga: MUAHAHAHA, typical liberal.

Darth Fluminator: You stand accused of 267 counts of dead posting, getting angry, and lock clearing vecna, ghug, and bo in M35. You ruined the game, and comprimised it. You can never join our council.

Jamiet99uk: Its not true. None of it. I hadnt been in the God QT yet. I didnt know those 3 were town yet!

Vash: It does not matter... you only have two ways into this council now...

Jamiet99uk: Please! ILL DO ANYTHING!

Vash: You may either choose option A...

Maga: MUAHAHAHA... Option A is great...

Jamiet999uk: Fine, what is it?

Vash: You must reread every post brainbomb has ever made in any mafia game. All 167 trillion of them...

Maga: MUAHAHAAGAMAHAMAGAMAGA

Jamiet99uk: Nope, whats option B.

Darth Fluminator: You must shave your sweaty... hairy... balls once and for all. And keep a well groomed under carriage

[nesdunk14]

Sorry all, in class right now, looks like there's a lot for me to catch up on. I'll be able to talk more in a few hours.

[brainbomb]

Sorry all, in class right now, looks like there's a lot for me to catch up on. I'll be able to talk more in a few hours.

Its cool mane, not much has happened. Were waiting on real cop to cc

[yavuzovic]

Don't wait BB

If BB is our Wjessop, does he think he's a vanilla townsperson.
Also
##Call Gm, will I be punished? If yes, good bye all. I will not be here for a few hours, except for a few following minutes. And I may have been modkilled when I turn back.

[brainbomb]

Im not wjessop. I peeked, my role is actually brainbomb. Ironic

[Durga]

stop fucking spamming.

[brainbomb]

Exodus 3:1

Now Ghug was tending the flock of Jethro his father-in-law, the priest of Midian, and he led the flock to the far side of the wilderness and came to Horeb, the mountain of God.

Ghug looked up from his curly locks as the sun beat down on him. He puffed from his vape pen and muttered something edgy.

God spoke suddenly.

"Ghug, have you ever... tried a hot dog"?

Ghug looked confused.

"God? Is that you? Have you taken sheep form again?"

God didnt reply. The sheeps began to baah uncomfortably. He reached for his gun and cast a spell. But the sheep were unmoved.

**A shot rings out! Ghug has died, he was Uclabb, the Illusionist**

[brainbomb]

**A shot rings out! Chaqa has died. He was Mullet Guy, the Kidnapper**

[brainbomb]

**A shot rings out, Durga dodges the bullets cuz this is the Matrix mother fuckaaaz**

[brainbomb]

**A shot rings out! Thamrick has died, he was Foxcastle, the Cop**

[brainbomb]

My Oracle read is xorxes. And I think Thamrick is real cop.

[brainbomb]

Ezio, Rivera, who are yer PR reads?

[Durga]

##vote end

[brainbomb]

##vote end

Yes...
Yesssssss...

:D

Thamrick is real cop tho.