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Mafia Round Two
supersheep:
Guilty.
Ballard:
Hey, least I lasted longer than zero days in this one.
Jimmy the Squid:
That you did Ballard, that you did.
The town, having decided Ballard's guilt, proceeded to the top of the town hill. Ballard, his hands in chains proceeded with them with his head hung low, whimpering occasionally. The heavy sound of nails being driven into wood met the townspeople's ears before they reached the crest. Ballard came to a stop between the two guards that had been frogmarching him up the hill. His head still lowered he began to cry softly, tears rolling down his face.
"I didn't do it." He said as he was lifted up and placed inside the barrel. "You have to believe me, I didn't do it! I couldn't kill anyone!!"
The townspeople remained grimly silent, the tension in the air so thick it seemed to press against everyone's eardrums. Ballard hunkered down in the barrel, making himself as small as possible, avoiding the sharp points of the nails that had been hammered through the sides.
"Please." He whispered. "Don't do this. Please..."
The lid was placed on top of the barrel and nailed shut. Ballard's muffled sobs were still audible to the townspeople standing on the hill. As the last nail was hammered down one of the guards stepped forward. The wind howled in a menacing way and shook the branches of some nearby trees until it got bored and went off to cause someone in the neighbouring town to lose their rather fine bowler hat.
The guard placed his foot on the side of the barrel, readied himself and gave it a heavy kick, sending the barrel tumbling down the hillside. Ballard's screams reached the top of the hill for a moment before they were snatched away by the wind, which had unexpectedly returned to howl in the trees some more, but had fell short long before the barrel came to rest at the foot of the hill.
The townspeople went back to their homes that night, grim and taciturn but satisfied that justice had been done. Hopefully.
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StMonkey:
Holy crap, we're a gruesome bunch....
stella:
Isn't it grand?
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