The lights flicker back on for a few seconds. You see Nightingale, in a pool of blood in the middle of the floor.
The lights go back out.
The lights flicker back on for a few seconds. You see Nightingale, in a pool of blood in the middle of the floor.
The lights go back out.
oh wow “”“the agitprop is useless”""
wow
truly a useless role
They literally would considering they would be considering worlds where I’m sleeper instead of considering me outed agitprop.
The lights are back on.
But something horrible happened.
You see the body of Firekitten, dead with their blood in the shape of a hammer and sickle, like everybody else.
But wait…
Magnus is nowhere to be seen, probably went on his next flight. Which is going to be shot down.
this setup sucks
1984
this is why you all should listen to me all the time every time
as I am the world’s best mafia player
you dont have to respond
lmao fucking nerd
Atlas’ ghost, the Populist starts screaming "BETTER DEAD THAN RED, BETTER DEAD THAN RED! GO FOR THE BOMB! WE CAN STILL STOP THIS!"
Leafia, the Agitprop smirks.
“No, you can’t.”
She pulls out a gun, and shoots Icibalus, the Good Celebrity. Icibalus crumples over and dies, trying to say something but can’t.
Firekitten’s ghost, the Double Agent who repalceed Leafia, goes “But I’m on your side! We win!”. Nobody falls for this for a second.
clonedcheese’s ghost similarly responds, "Yeah! What about me! I’m the Libertine! I thought I was the Black Ops, but… I tried to help you guys!
Intensify, the Evil President, says “No. We have someone… better in mind.”
PokemonKidRyan, the Kabal, turns around and hands a big bag, full of gold coins, to Nightingale, the Drunk Jurist and congratulates her for not even trying to win with evil but doing it anyways.
Later that day, Magnus the Ambassasdor’s plane gets blown up by an anti-air turret. Death.