David got shot in the chest once, leg once, face four times, then his face was caved in and disinagrated... How is that explained?

Cultists. David had a gun and was trying to stop them. It just so happened that two of the cultists happened to have guns themselves, and managed to shoot him before they could be shot themselves. As he was already dead, his body was the first one to be used as part of the sacrifices.

Of course, it can be said that Frankie would really be the only one to say this, and up until he healed sufficiently he couldn't speak with the police about this.

Well, back from 19 days in the singular definition of hell, and I'm raring to get thigns goign! But before anything else...

BUSINESS REDUX (to the tune of Eminem's "Business")

Tommy: Dante...sounds like an S.O.S

Dante: Holy wack, unlyrical lyrics Tommy, you're fuckin' right!

Tommy: To the RPmobile...Let's go!

DANTE!

Bitches and gentlemen, It's showtime! Hurry hurry, step right up! You wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world right now! So without further ado, I bring to you

DANTE!

You 'bout to witness role play in its most purest, more rawest form, flow almost flawless, most hardest, most badass known artist, been gone for so long, but mean old D is BACK! Looks like the Lurker got him some Golan, oh God Zero's killing them all off with his pet zombies eating their brains up, set to blow the minds of players off their hinges, oranges, peach, pears, plums syringes, thud thud, yeah here they come, they're inches away from you, dear fear none, CoC is in a state of nine-one-one so...

Let's get down to business
Ain't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be some monsters in town,
lets shut the shit down on these clowns
Can I get a witness?

HELL YEAH!

Come on, let's get down to business
Tommy's Mona-gun was made for situations like this
Smack those undead mothers down
Run their asses out of town, and now
Can I get some Guinness?

HELL YEAH!


Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles. Gee willikers, Z, holy bat syllables, look at all the bullshit that goes on in this board when I'm gone, time to get rid of these punk criminals. So say toodle-loo while I do what I do best. You ain't even impressed no more, you're used to it, flows too wet, nobody close to it, nobody says it, but still everybody knows the shit. We gonna lay the righteous smack down on them today, make those mothers know that they gotta pay, and ham it all the way up, yeah play it all up, there's no such thing, like a female with good looks, who cooks and cleans, it just means so much more to so much more people when you're playin' and you know what for, 'cos the show must go on. So I'd like to welcome y'all to the show, to FZ's carnival, c'mon! Now...

Let's get down to business
Ain't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be some monsters in town,
Let's shut the shit down on these clowns
Can I get a Guinness?

HELL YEAH!

Come on, let's get down to business
Tommy's Mona-gun was made for situations like this
Smack those undead mothers down
Run their asses out of town, and now
Can I get some Guinness?

HELL YEAH!

Its just like old times, the god-modding you know, a Thompson in his hands, why panic, you already know who's fully capable, a drinking hero, dial straight down the center eight-zero-zero you can even call collect, the most feared duet, since Clyde and Bonnie played career Russian Roulette and never even see me blink or get to bustin' a sweat, people steppin' over people just to rush to the set just to get to see an PC who flames so freely, ease over this shit and be so breezy, Jesus how can shit be so easy, how can one RP become so cheesy? Turn on god mode, zombies can' touch me. Believe me, ACP is damn deadly, nobody grieve when I leave, dog, fo' sheezy. Can't leave this alone, the game needs me. Till we grow beards, get weird, or disappear into the mountains. Nothin' but clowns down here, but we, we ain't fuckin around round here, yo Z. . .

(What up?)

Can I get a Hell?

(HELL YEAH!)

Now...

Let's get down to business
Ain't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be some monsters in town,
Let's shut the shit down on these clowns
Can I get a Guinness?

HELL YEAH!

Come on, let's get down to business
Tommy's Mona-gun was made for situations like this
Smack those undead mothers down
Run their asses out of town, and now
Can I get some Guinness?

HELL YEAH!

So there you have it folks, Tommy has come to save the day, backed by his man Dante, and to remind you that bullshit does not pay because

DANTE!

Is gonna be here to stay and never go away, until his dying day until you're all old and grey

DANTE!

So until next time friends, same playing time, same RP thread... good night everyone... thank you for coming... your host for the evening. . .

DANTE!

Oh...

Sorry mate, no Guiness. Prohibition et al. I got some tub gin, and sacramental wine though

Ah, fudgecakes.

*Accepts the padre's alkie and downs it*

Ahhh... sweet nectar of God... Thankya Lord for the fruit of the *hic*

First off, in a note unrelated to this specific RP, who called for the invasion of the friggin n00bs? There's like three noob threads all of a sudden...

Second, I'm back, yo.

Third, blaming it on cultists is plausible.

1. Investigation in the 1920's was bad. They weren't nearly as sophisticated as they are today, and short of witnesses and obvious leads, there wasn't much that could be done.

2. They can get some people out of there, and while technically you could all just flee the scene, it would be suspicious if they track you down later and would take many persuade rolls to get them off your back.

3. You could always knock over a candle or something and say as the cultists fled, they accidently caught the house on fire, and there was nothing you could do... It would eliminate the evidence of weirdness, and still allow the crazed cult story.

I guess it was sort of rough for a first mission. Personally, I don't see a problem if I made an RP char and he dies, since it isn't too hard to make another, but to avoid driving everyone off, I will be more lenient on rolls in the future I guess, although I don't really want to...

Demon and Lazy, if you want to stay in this, you need to resubmit characters.

I am back, and will introduce the Post-Mission story type thing, but I will wait a day or two for everyone to respond before I get the story going full power again.

EDIT: One last thing, Dante, you have WAAY too much free time on your hands...

No, don't be lenient on the rolls.

Pah... Less lenience, I say! LESS!

Also, welcome back... guess I'll pop back out of invis again.

Is my character acceptable?

Yay! FZs Back! Hmm well thats what I was tihknig earlier that the 20s didn't have fingerprinting or DNA or other stuff...