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2nd Night The coroner puckered at the last of his cigarette. Moriarty laid on his worktop. He’d already taken the six bullets out, and was stitching the body back up. He peered to his notebook; a web of boxes and markings. He tutted. ‘Well, as if we didn’t already know that…’ *** Barbar and his token cloth and totem glass hunched over the mould-dimmed counter and offered his form of consoling advice. ‘Another drink, hussy?’ She scratched at the black band around her neck. She was all dried out from crying. ‘Sure thing,’ she murmured. She wasn’t seeing too straight, but still Barbar glanced to be sure nobody saw him top her up from a bottle he reeled in from beneath the bar. He slung it her way, aimed with years of practice for the open hand, only this time it was interrupted by a hand smoother than its years. ‘I think she’s had enough,’ the Doc stated. ‘C’mon, Scarlett. Let’s get you home.’ They stumbled towards the door. ‘Well hey now,’ Luke cried as she walked past, ‘ain’t you forgetting our game, missy?’ ‘Another time, perhaps.’ The doctor’s ventriloquism was not challenged, and they went on their way out of the bar. ‘Sure thing, doc.’ Luke sighed. He was supposed to signal to Pete when this happened, but as he glanced over he saw that wisecrack writer fellow hassling his buddy. Returning his attention to the table, the undertaker seated opposite him had been ill at ease with Scarlett’s stumbling past, but now seemed a little more alert. ‘I always told that Moriarty that Hussy would be the death of him. Heh. Deal away sonny, I’ll get another round in. *** The Doc finally got her back to Moriarty’s, falling through the saloon doors practically backwards before slumping her onto a chéz longe. He took his glasses off and patted at his head with a pocket cloth. The doors went again, and he turned his blurred vision to the doorway. ‘How.’ The hazy figure said. The doctor quickly placed his glasses. ‘Eh… How… d’you do?’ The injun looked to the sofa. Though relieved that he clearly had made it in time, he did not show it. ‘I help her. I help us all.’ He knelt besides her, smearing his hands through the air above her, uttering anonymous sounds that the doctor did not understand. ‘She will be better now.’ Then he left. *** ‘Well, that’s very interesting, Pete. Thank you for your time.’ ‘No problem, Ed, have a good night.’ As Ed walked out of the bar, he passed Dirk coming in. For the second night running, he was taking someone in. ‘For their own good’, he said. Tonight it was the undertaker, freshly returned from the bar with drinks for Luke. Luke shrugged again at a deflated Pete as the deputy took the Undertaker back to his station. ‘So what now, Luke?’ ‘I guess we have a night off. Aren’t we lucky,’ he hissed. *** The doc was sure Scarlett was safe and asleep now. He plodded heavily down the steps, aiming his feet towards the bar where Moriarty once served, rubbing his temples. As he grabbed his coat from a stool, a voice emerged from the shadows. ‘Sorry to startle you, Doc’. A white hat and crocodile-skinned boots shook off the grey shade as they came two steps closer. The Doc, once he regained his composure, asked him what he was doing there. ‘My brother. He was here last night. What he did –’ he waves his arm at the floor next to the stoo’, ‘- ended up down there, six shots later.’ ‘I-I… I wish I could help you, Bub.’ ‘I don’t expect nuffin’. See you around.’ And with that, he left. ‘Sheesh. Wadda night.’ The doc grabbed his bag, and placed his hand on the saloon door— BAM! Shukka shuk shh.. The door whammed against the Doc, hurtling him back almost horizontal. His head shunted against a cabinet, and he passed clean out. ‘See sally?’ Charlie uttered, pointing to the unconscious, wheezing Doc, as he stepped into Moriarty’s, ‘The Doc does snore. You owe me a dollar. Yes you do! We did shake on it. Twice. No, crossing your fingers doesn’t count. SHUT UP!’ Outside, the horse harrumphed. *** Clark pushed open the door to the old jailhouse. His spindly fingers hesitated to close it. The laughed that emancipated from the cell made him wish he had worn a different pair of shoes. Dirk, locking the cage door, turned to him. ‘Howdy, Clark. What brings you down from your tower?’ He smirked. ‘Uh, not much, sir. They told me—Sorry, I mean I thought it would be nice if Mr. Undertaker would care to join me for a tour of the tower.’ He cowered. ‘Sorry, fella, he’s serving his night’s sentence a-lonesome.’ Dirk plucked his thumbs into his pickets, and swung on his heels. ‘Ss… S’ok, sir. I knew you’d say that. Never mind.’ As the door pulled shut, Dirk turned to the undertaker, who was making a circle shape in the air next to his temple over and over again. ‘That boy ain’t right.’ *** As he stood outside the back of Barbar’s saloon, Pete sucked on his filter-less roll-up. On the one hand, he was awful sorry they hadn’t finished the night as they usually would, but on the other hand was the fact that Scarlett was wearing that black neck-tie for a reason, and he didn’t really want to lay his hands anywhere near that. The tales he had heard… a blue spectre, whose kiss embalms you; converts you. He blew smoke rings, and smiled to himself, not seeing the blue figure approaching him in the darkness. *** Clark returned to his clock tower, and hastily bolted the doors. One of the lamps was swinging. He took on the shape of a man afraid, and skulked his way along the bottom floor. From the walls, he swore he could hear… ‘Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy—’ ‘Who’s there? This is definitely happening?’ ‘Oh, uh, hullo!’ ‘Bless you, son. Don’t be afraid…’ the voice said, with a hint of masquerade. ‘Are you God?’ Clark mused. ‘Not quite. Do you wish to confess?’ ‘I do… I do. O Voice from the walls… I am afraid. Who can I trust? Can I trust you? I don’t know. People come to visit me and people… People back away from me, afraid, unable to speak until their memories of me are gone. Voice… Can you help?’ The pastor, struggling to untwine himself from the trap he had fallen into, wasn’t even sure if he could help himself… *** The postman had been staring at the next envelope all day. To The Sheriff, it read, once more. The steady, handsome handwriting almost repelled him. But he had to. He opened it. I am evil. The postman smiled. *** His horse stayed patriotically still. He dusted his black hat off, smirked, and headed down the side of Barbar’s. He heard laughter, and found the sad soul he came for. ‘My hand… it bit my hand… Not my hand…’ The creature was huddled, childlike and hysterical; ‘how will I ever play again? My life… It’s over…’ ‘Well gee,’ The snake-skin-booted man, smirked, ‘I’m sure I can help you out some…’ *** Six shots rang out. The occupants of Barbar’s emptied onto the streets. The dust was already misting into the air; the culprit long gone. Luke approached the body, lopped into a foetal position. He carefully reached into a pocket and pulled out the poker chip. in his own hand. His fists started shaking, his teeth gritted. Everyone else had their hands to their mouths, shocked. Luke couldn’t think about cards. Not anymore. He turned to the direction the killer went off in and screamed; ‘NO! Noo… You bastard! Not Pete, not Pete… No…’ Dannyboy-The-Dane is dead. He was Pete the Piano Player. He was Neutral. *** Wyatt turned in his sleep, his pockets getting heavier by the day. The gunshots had woken him up. He fussed, turned his pillow, and returned to the land of the grateful. List of Survivors: 18 left. Coolness Bears Cube Dyson Eenuh Ellmeister The Fish Gizmo Jonnas Jimbob Lillster Maase maddog Moogle Mr-paul Mundi nintendohnut Not-So-Tiny Zell

Hehe Ride with the tortoise was fun. He wasn't too keen on the motorway... Back in teh Sheff! Did some write-up in the car, now we're 'bout to hit up some Rock Band 2 before Dandareous pops over. Prepping myself with some excuses to not go out tonight. Feeling the travel draiiin...

I would still like to see it :P Worst Rape Scene in a movie? Lol. Someone let me run the Oscars! Anyway - Straw Dogs springs quickly to mind... Besides that there's only that one in Showgirls that I can think of :P

BWAHAHA! I'm up. Still up, guarenteed. Well - if ReZ beats me.... 10-0 i think, and if a bunch of other results go a certain way, then I am relegated. Instead, I shall sit here and suffer another season with the big boys :P Praying for a good form change report.

Yeah it's cool. I'm back in sheffield, writing up the mafia night, so keep finger's crossed and there'll be a thread up tomorrow or so

Yeah, the M25 sitch meant I couldn't see one of my closest mates yesterday, nor finalise travel plans for my germany trip in a few weeks. Big pain. Waiting to be picked up by the 'ex' and her mum for a drive up to wakefield, then a train to sheffield. She's not really fully disclosed the nature of our 'friendship' with her mum so I don't really know how to be. Plus I'll be interrogated about my future for about the 9th time in a week, but by now I have my "will see how my results go; taking a year out from education for a while to try and get a job, any job - cousin's offered to find me work in london, going to save up and find a flat" speech. Don't know what to say for the rest of the journey. I will, though, be sharing a backseat with a tortoise, which is fairly awesome.

Haggis; I love a good horror movie! Recently bought Box of the Banned which has some grisly movies that you ought to check out. It's got The Evil Dead, Zombie Flesh Eaters, The Driller Killer, The Last House on the Left, Nightmares in a Damaged Brain, and I Spit on your Grave. I've heard that the versions in this boxset are still suffering BBFC cuts, which is a shame, but these movies show you just how movies were pushing the envelope in teh 70's. I also just bought Zombie Lake, but not watched it yet. It features nazi zombies that are 'aroused into action' in a typical b-movie where soft porn is key. Woot! I watched Mum & Dad the other day. Was alright. Nowhere near as dark as I was told to expect, and not altogether unpredictable.

Interesting! Would shorty be willing to do that, or is it one of your promotion rivals? I'd bet on the latter... I do't know if I'll be here when the games finish, so could someone text me again?

I think i've still got some points, so I may well scoop this up. Masseev win :P

That was the first single I ever bought ^_^

Got hooked on that Mafia Wars thing on facebook. If anyone's ever played Tribe Wars, Atorian, Knights of the Round or Trivius then you'll like Mafia Wars.* You're a mafia 'don', and armed with action points, fight points and a health bar you 'do jobs' to gain experience, 'fight' with other facebookers to gain money, and buy houses/guns/vehicles to increase your hourly income and to strengthen your 'army', which actually consists of the friends you have that have added the application... which I guess is the reason why I've made this thread :P I just started it today, I'm level 9 and I have 14 friends playing too. It's genuinely a nice addition to the distractions that facebook holds... A comparison of facebook's yardful of 'distractions' and a fun fair's field of 'attractions' comes to mind... Anyway! If you like your browser-based... er... games (is it an RPG? RTS? I dunno...) then give it a whack. And add me on facebook. Ahem. *I know that warandchaos started a thread back ages ago for tribe wars, so y'all who played that ought to give this a go.

Hooked up my old iMac G3 (it's green!) and listened to some old music. Jason Mraz 'Life is Wonderful' is track I want to remind myself to download when I get home *nods*

Angel as a puppet = win. Buffy was good - the episodes you name are all excellent, but they're also all the excellent episodes that Buffy had. Averaging less than one a season... But still more than most TV shows, no doubt!

I'm the game master, I can change the past.

haha I was just coming in here to say thanks everyone - I've got all but, I think, two targets. I'm sorry but I won't be able to do the write-up 'til wednesday as I'm packing today and travelling tomorrow. If the journey's not too wobbly on the motorway I may try and get it together, but it's likely to be done on wednesday. I'll try not to make it too epic.

Lies. You sounded posh as fuck :P

Recently, every conversation seems to be about the future so my head just explodes. I tend to be quite open about myself, definitely more open than anyone else i know. I would say that everyone knows me better than I know them. It's probably a bad thing to say that. Sounds like I just talk about myself all the time >_<

4400 is awesome. First season is only 6 episodes so it's criminal to not go through that, at least. It was pretty much finished before Heroes even started, and it did a lot of stuff a lot better. Premise; 4,400 people over the course of a hundred or so years go missing, then one day a giant ball of light floats over a lake someplace american, and with dozens of police witnesses the lake dissapears and 4,400 people are wandering around, having not aged a day or even noticed the time pass at all... Then, one by one, they start to notice strange new abilities... Season 4 finished with such grandoise that I think I made something bleed for the shame of no season 5.

So I currently owe letty, you and eenuh 'prizes'? Shit! Well I'vegot a fair few BISH lists, so I ought to be getting it started tomorrow while I'm massively hungover

The guys behind Fluxx are bringing out a very simple card-based version of those mafia games we get so obsessed about in the playground. Hum!

My sister's lent me a cd to listen to of 'monk rock' that she was given in Bournemouth town centre. Not the greatest track/vid; ... but good fun

I'm not too fussed about how accurate teams are, or anything -- I'm so out of touch with football it'd be better for me to get an older one! Football manager 06 is a measly £2 (£4 with free delivery on play), 07 is £4 and 08 is, in comparison, a whopping £22. Bargain for the first two! I'll check the sheffield branch when i get back up there to see if they have any stock and save on postage! EDIT: Free delivery on CEX.co.uk?! FM '06 GET! Cheers for the tips to steer away from FIFA. I may actually work through the years and pick up 08 after I get all the gamerpoints for the first two, or something :P All you guys who play management sims should really check out the http://www.xperteleven.com - we have a league here with about 20 teams split over two divisions. New season will start in a couple of weeks... END OF SHAMELESS PLUG!

The quote you posted doesn't say how much the 'expansion pack' discs would cost. I'm assuming they won't be sold in stores with msp price tags.

These don't even have the flavour for a millisecond, though. They taste like really old 'tangy cheese' bags that you'd get from a home bargains or a poundland.

Seen a bit of it. Some seriously top-notch cringe-worthy reality tv. Utterly devoid of anything positive, if you ask me.