After taking out Mr. Orange, the known Informant, Mr. Pink and Nice Guy Eddie decide to kill the deformed earless cop and ditch the place with the diamonds, but a police brigade has found it's way to the warehouse hideout and praying was Nice Guy Eddie Cabot - Reservoir Dogs - Vanilla - blasted with several rounds of ammo by the incoming cops. Officer Marvin Nash screams for help but is drowned out by the gunfire and Mr. Pink attempts to shoot his way out of the warehouse and make a run for it, taking out three cops and charging towards the door kamikaze style.
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Reservoir Dogs Mafia - Day 7
01. Animavore
02. Azathoth
03. Feck
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The world's smallest violen, playing just for the waitresses...
1 INT. UNCLE BOB'S PANCAKE HOUSE - MORNING
Eight men dressed in BLACK SUITS, sit around a table at a
breakfast cafe. They are MR. WHITE, MR. PINK, MR. BLUE,
MR. BLONDE, MR. ORANGE, MR. BROWN, NICE GUY EDDIE CABOT,
and the big boss, JOE CABOT. Most are finished eating and
are enjoying coffee and conversation. Joe flips through a
small address book. Mr. Pink is telling a long and
involved story about Madonna.
MR. PINK
"Like a Virgin" is all about a
girl who digs a guy with a big
dick. The whole song is a
metaphor for big dicks.
MR. BLUE
No it's not. It's about a girl
who is very vulnerable and she's
been fucked over a few times.
Then she meets some guy who's
really sensitive--
MR. PINK
--Whoa...whoa...time out Greenbay.
Tell that bullshit to the
tourists.
JOE
(looking through his
address book)
Toby...who the fuck is Toby?
Toby...Toby...think...think...
think...
MR. PINK
It's not about a nice girl who
meets a sensitive boy. Now
granted that's what "True Blue" is
about, no argument about that.
MR. ORANGE
Which one is "True Blue?"
NICE GUY EDDIE
You don't remember "True Blue?"
That was a big ass hit for
Madonna. Shit, I don't even
follow this Tops In Pops shit, and
I've at least heard of "True
Blue."
MR. ORANGE
Look, asshole, I didn't say I
ain't heard of it. All I asked
was how does it go? Excuse me
for not being the world's biggest
Madonna fan.
MR. BROWN
I hate Madonna.
MR. BLUE
I like her early stuff. You know,
"Lucky Star," "Borderline" - but
once she got into her "Papa Don't
Preach" phase, I don't know, I
tuned out.
MR. PINK
Hey, fuck all that, I'm
making a point here. You're gonna
make me lose my train
of thought.
JOE
Oh fuck, Toby's that little china
girl.
MR. WHITE
What's that?
JOE
I found this old address book in a
jacket I ain't worn in a coon's
age. Toby what? What the fuck
was her last name?
MR. PINK
Where was I?
MR. ORANGE
You said "True Blue" was about a
nice girl who finds a sensitive
fella. But "Like a Virgin" was a
metaphor for big dicks.
MR. PINK
Let me tell ya what "Like a
Virgin"'s about. It's about some
cooze who's a regular fuck
machine.
I mean all the time, morning, day,
night, afternoon, dick, dick,
dick, dick, dick,
dick, dick, dick, dick, dick,
dick.
MR. BLUE
How many dicks was that?
MR. WHITE
A lot.
MR. PINK
Then one day she meets a John
Holmes motherfucker, and it's
like, whoa baby. This mother
fucker's like Charles Bronson in
"The Great Escape." He's diggin
tunnels. Now she's gettin this
serious dick action, she's feelin
something she ain't felt since
forever. Pain.
JOE
Chew? Toby Chew? No.
MR. PINK
It hurts. It hurts her. It
shouldn't hurt. Her pussy should
be Bubble-Yum by now. But when
this cat fucks her, it hurts. It
hurts like the first time. The
pain is reminding a fuck machine
what is was like to be a virgin.
Hence, "Like a Virgin."
The fellas crack up.
JOE
Wong?
MR. PINK
Fuck you, wrong. I'm right! What
the fuck do you know about it
anyway? You're still listening to
Jerry-fucking-Vale.
JOE
Not wrong, dumb ass, Wong! You
know, like the Chinese name?
Mr. White snatches the address book from Joe's hand. They
fight, but they're not really mad at each other.
MR. WHITE
Give me this fucking thing.
JOE
What the fuck do you think you're
doin? Give me my book back!
MR. WHITE
I'm sick of fuckin hearin it Joe,
I'll give it back when we leave.
JOE
Whaddaya mean, give it to me when
we leave, give it back now.
MR. WHITE
For the past fifteen minutes now,
you've just been droning on with
names. "Toby...Toby...Toby...
Toby Wong...Toby Wong...Toby
Chung...fuckin Charlie Chan." I
got Madonna's big dick outta my
right ear, and Toby Jap I-don't-
know-what, outta my left.
JOE
What do you care?
MR. WHITE
When you're annoying as hell, I
care a lot.
JOE
Give me my book.
MR. WHITE
You gonna put it away?
JOE
I'm gonna do whatever I wanna do
with it.
MR. WHITE
Well, then, I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to keep it.
MR. BLONDE
Joe, you want me to shoot him for
you?
MR. WHITE
Shit, you shoot me in a dream, you
better wake up and apologize.
NICE GUY EDDIE
Have you guys been listening to K-
BILLY's super sounds of the
seventies weekend?
MR. PINK
Yeah, it's fuckin great isn't it?
NICE GUY EDDIE
Can you believe the songs they
been playin?
MR. PINK
No, I can't. You know what I
heard the other day? "Heartbeat -
It's Lovebeat," by little Tony
DeFranco and the DeFranco Family.
I haven't heard that since I was
in fifth fuckin grade.
NICE GUY EDDIE
When I was coming down here, I was
playin it. And "The Night the
Lights Went Out in Georgia" came
on. Now I ain't heard that song
since it was big, but when it was
big, I heard it a million-
trillion times. I'm listening to
it this morning, and this was the
first time I ever realized that
the lady singing the song, was the
one who killed Andy.
MR. BLUE
You didn't know Vicki Lawrence
killed the guy?
NICE GUY EDDIE
I thought the cheatin wife shot
Andy.
MR. BLONDE
They say it in the song.
NICE GUY EDDIE
I know, I heard it. I musta zoned
out whenever that part came on
before. I thought when she said
that little sister stuff, she was
talkin about her sister- in-law,
the cheatin wife.
JOE
No, she did it. She killed the
cheatin wife, too.
MR. PINK
You know the part in "Gypsies,
Tramps and Theives," when she says
"Poppa woulda shot his if he knew
what he'd done?" I could never
figure out what he did.
The table laughs. The WAITRESS comes over to the table.
She has the check, and a pot of coffee.
WAITRESS
Can I get anybody more
coffee.
JOE
No, we're gonna be hittin it.
I'll take care of the check.
She hands the bill to him.
WAITRESS
Here ya go. Please pay at the
register, if you wouldn't mind.
JOE
Sure thing.
WAITRESS
You guys have a wonderful day.
They all mutter equivalents. She exits and Joe stands up.
JOE
I'll take care of this, you guys
leave the tip.
(to Mr. White)
And when I come back, I want my
book back.
MR. WHITE
Sorry, it's my book now.
JOE
Blonde, shoot this piece of shit,
will ya?
Mr. Blonde shoots Mr. White with his finger. Mr White
acts shot. Joe exits.
NICE GUY EDDIE
Okay, everybody cough up green for
the little lady.
Everybody whips out a buck, and throws it on the table.
Everybody, that is, except Mr. White.
NICE GUY EDDIE
C'mon, throw in a buck.
MR. PINK
Uh-uh. I don't tip.
NICE GUY EDDIE
Whaddaya mean you don't tip?
MR. PINK
I don't believe in it.
NICE GUY EDDIE
You don't believe in tipping?
MR. BLONDE
(laughing)
I love this kid, he's a madman,
this guy.
MR. WHITE
Do you have any idea what these
ladies make? They make shit.
MR. PINK
Don't give me that. She don't
make enough money, she can quit.
Everybody laughs.
NICE GUY EDDIE
I don't even know a Jew who'd have
the balls to say that. So let's
get this straight. You never ever
tip?
MR. PINK
I don't tip because society says I
gotta. I tip when somebody
deserves a tip. When somebody
really puts forth an effort, they
deserve a little something extra.
But this tipping automatically,
that shit's for the birds. As far
as I'm concerned, they're just
doin their job.
MR. BLUE
Our girl was nice.
MR. PINK
Our girl was okay. She didn't do
anything special.
MR. BLONDE
What's something special, take ya
in the kitchen and suck your dick?
They all laugh.
NICE GUY EDDIE
I'd go over twelve percent for
that.
MR. PINK
Look, I ordered coffee. Now we've
been here a long fuckin time, and
she's only filled my cup three
times. When I order coffee, I
want it filled six times.
MR. BLONDE
What if she's too busy?
MR. PINK
The words "too busy" shouldn't be
in a waitress's vocabulary.
NICE GUY EDDIE
Excuse me, Mr. Pink, but the last
thing you need is another cup of
coffee.
They all laugh.
MR. PINK
These ladies aren't starvin to
death. They make minimum wage.
When I worked for minimum wage, I
wasn't lucky enough to have a job
that society deemed tipworthy.
NICE GUY EDDIE
Ahh, now we're getting down to it.
It's not just that he's a cheap
bastard--
MR. ORANGE
--It is that too--
NICE GUY EDDIE
--It is that too. But it's also
he couldn't get a waiter job. You
talk like a pissed off dishwasher:
"Fuck those cunts and their
fucking tips."
MR. BLONDE
So you don't care that they're
counting on your tip to live?
Mr. Pink rubs two of his fingers together.
MR. PINK
Do you know what this is? It's
the world's smallest violin,
playing just for the waitresses.
MR. BLONDE
You don't have any idea what
you're talking about. These
people bust their ass. This
is a hard job.
MR. PINK
So's working at McDonald's, but
you don't feel the need to tip
them. They're servin ya food, you
should tip em. But no, society
says tip these guys over here, but
not those guys over there. That's
bullshit.
MR. ORANGE
They work harder than the kids at
McDonald's.
MR. PINK
Oh yeah, I don't see them cleaning
fryers.
MR. BROWN
These people are taxed on the tips
they make. When you stiff 'em,
you cost them money.
MR. BLONDE
Waitressing is the number one
occupation for female non-college
graduates in this country. It's
the one jab basically any woman
can get, and make a living on.
The reason is because of tips.
MR. PINK
Fuck all that.
They all laugh.
MR. PINK
Hey, I'm very sorry that the
government taxes their tips.
That's fucked up. But that ain't
my fault. it would appear that
waitresses are just one of the
many groups the government fucks
in the ass on a regular basis.
You show me a paper says the
government shouldn't do that, I'll
sign it. Put it to a vote, I'll
vote for it. But what I won't do
is play ball. And this non-
college bullshit you're telling
me, I got two words for that:
"Learn to fuckin type." Cause if
you're expecting me to help out
with the rent, you're in for a big
fuckin surprise.
MR. ORANGE
He's convinced me. Give me my
dollar back.
Everybody laughs. Joe's comes back to the table.
JOE
Okay ramblers, let's get to
rambling. Wait a minute, who
didn't throw in?
MR. ORANGE
Mr. Pink.
JOE
(to Mr. Orange)
Mr. Pink?
(to Mr. Pink)
Why?
MR. ORANGE
He don't tip.
JOE
(to Mr. Orange)
He don't tip?
(to Mr. Pink)
You don't tip? Why?
MR. ORANGE
He don't believe in it.
JOE
(to Mr. Orange)
He don't believe in it?
(to Mr. Pink)
You don't believe in it?
MR. ORANGE
Nope.
JOE
(to Mr. Orange)
Shut up!
(to Mr. Pink)
Cough up the buck, ya cheap
bastard, I paid for your goddamn
breakfast.
MR. PINK
Because you paid for the
breakfast, I'm gonna tip.
Normally I wouldn't.
JOE
Whatever. Just throw in your
dollar, and let's move. Never mind what you would 'normally do'.
(to Mr. Blonde)
See what I'm dealing with here.
Infants. I'm fuckin dealin with
infants.
-
Reportedly dead,
Adenosine was Teddy - Reservoir Dogs - Bodyguard and personal henchman to Joe Cabot has been apprehended and neutralized by the Police after trying to rescue his boss.
02. Azathoth
03. Feck
-
The world's smallest violen, playing just for the waitresses...
1 INT. UNCLE BOB'S PANCAKE HOUSE - MORNING
Eight men dressed in BLACK SUITS, sit around a table at a
breakfast cafe. They are MR. WHITE, MR. PINK, MR. BLUE,
MR. BLONDE, MR. ORANGE, MR. BROWN, NICE GUY EDDIE CABOT,
and the big boss, JOE CABOT. Most are finished eating and
are enjoying coffee and conversation. Joe flips through a
small address book. Mr. Pink is telling a long and
involved story about Madonna.
MR. PINK
"Like a Virgin" is all about a
girl who digs a guy with a big
dick. The whole song is a
metaphor for big dicks.
MR. BLUE
No it's not. It's about a girl
who is very vulnerable and she's
been fucked over a few times.
Then she meets some guy who's
really sensitive--
MR. PINK
--Whoa...whoa...time out Greenbay.
Tell that bullshit to the
tourists.
JOE
(looking through his
address book)
Toby...who the fuck is Toby?
Toby...Toby...think...think...
think...
MR. PINK
It's not about a nice girl who
meets a sensitive boy. Now
granted that's what "True Blue" is
about, no argument about that.
MR. ORANGE
Which one is "True Blue?"
NICE GUY EDDIE
You don't remember "True Blue?"
That was a big ass hit for
Madonna. Shit, I don't even
follow this Tops In Pops shit, and
I've at least heard of "True
Blue."
MR. ORANGE
Look, asshole, I didn't say I
ain't heard of it. All I asked
was how does it go? Excuse me
for not being the world's biggest
Madonna fan.
MR. BROWN
I hate Madonna.
MR. BLUE
I like her early stuff. You know,
"Lucky Star," "Borderline" - but
once she got into her "Papa Don't
Preach" phase, I don't know, I
tuned out.
MR. PINK
Hey, fuck all that, I'm
making a point here. You're gonna
make me lose my train
of thought.
JOE
Oh fuck, Toby's that little china
girl.
MR. WHITE
What's that?
JOE
I found this old address book in a
jacket I ain't worn in a coon's
age. Toby what? What the fuck
was her last name?
MR. PINK
Where was I?
MR. ORANGE
You said "True Blue" was about a
nice girl who finds a sensitive
fella. But "Like a Virgin" was a
metaphor for big dicks.
MR. PINK
Let me tell ya what "Like a
Virgin"'s about. It's about some
cooze who's a regular fuck
machine.
I mean all the time, morning, day,
night, afternoon, dick, dick,
dick, dick, dick,
dick, dick, dick, dick, dick,
dick.
MR. BLUE
How many dicks was that?
MR. WHITE
A lot.
MR. PINK
Then one day she meets a John
Holmes motherfucker, and it's
like, whoa baby. This mother
fucker's like Charles Bronson in
"The Great Escape." He's diggin
tunnels. Now she's gettin this
serious dick action, she's feelin
something she ain't felt since
forever. Pain.
JOE
Chew? Toby Chew? No.
MR. PINK
It hurts. It hurts her. It
shouldn't hurt. Her pussy should
be Bubble-Yum by now. But when
this cat fucks her, it hurts. It
hurts like the first time. The
pain is reminding a fuck machine
what is was like to be a virgin.
Hence, "Like a Virgin."
The fellas crack up.
JOE
Wong?
MR. PINK
Fuck you, wrong. I'm right! What
the fuck do you know about it
anyway? You're still listening to
Jerry-fucking-Vale.
JOE
Not wrong, dumb ass, Wong! You
know, like the Chinese name?
Mr. White snatches the address book from Joe's hand. They
fight, but they're not really mad at each other.
MR. WHITE
Give me this fucking thing.
JOE
What the fuck do you think you're
doin? Give me my book back!
MR. WHITE
I'm sick of fuckin hearin it Joe,
I'll give it back when we leave.
JOE
Whaddaya mean, give it to me when
we leave, give it back now.
MR. WHITE
For the past fifteen minutes now,
you've just been droning on with
names. "Toby...Toby...Toby...
Toby Wong...Toby Wong...Toby
Chung...fuckin Charlie Chan." I
got Madonna's big dick outta my
right ear, and Toby Jap I-don't-
know-what, outta my left.
JOE
What do you care?
MR. WHITE
When you're annoying as hell, I
care a lot.
JOE
Give me my book.
MR. WHITE
You gonna put it away?
JOE
I'm gonna do whatever I wanna do
with it.
MR. WHITE
Well, then, I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to keep it.
MR. BLONDE
Joe, you want me to shoot him for
you?
MR. WHITE
Shit, you shoot me in a dream, you
better wake up and apologize.
NICE GUY EDDIE
Have you guys been listening to K-
BILLY's super sounds of the
seventies weekend?
MR. PINK
Yeah, it's fuckin great isn't it?
NICE GUY EDDIE
Can you believe the songs they
been playin?
MR. PINK
No, I can't. You know what I
heard the other day? "Heartbeat -
It's Lovebeat," by little Tony
DeFranco and the DeFranco Family.
I haven't heard that since I was
in fifth fuckin grade.
NICE GUY EDDIE
When I was coming down here, I was
playin it. And "The Night the
Lights Went Out in Georgia" came
on. Now I ain't heard that song
since it was big, but when it was
big, I heard it a million-
trillion times. I'm listening to
it this morning, and this was the
first time I ever realized that
the lady singing the song, was the
one who killed Andy.
MR. BLUE
You didn't know Vicki Lawrence
killed the guy?
NICE GUY EDDIE
I thought the cheatin wife shot
Andy.
MR. BLONDE
They say it in the song.
NICE GUY EDDIE
I know, I heard it. I musta zoned
out whenever that part came on
before. I thought when she said
that little sister stuff, she was
talkin about her sister- in-law,
the cheatin wife.
JOE
No, she did it. She killed the
cheatin wife, too.
MR. PINK
You know the part in "Gypsies,
Tramps and Theives," when she says
"Poppa woulda shot his if he knew
what he'd done?" I could never
figure out what he did.
The table laughs. The WAITRESS comes over to the table.
She has the check, and a pot of coffee.
WAITRESS
Can I get anybody more
coffee.
JOE
No, we're gonna be hittin it.
I'll take care of the check.
She hands the bill to him.
WAITRESS
Here ya go. Please pay at the
register, if you wouldn't mind.
JOE
Sure thing.
WAITRESS
You guys have a wonderful day.
They all mutter equivalents. She exits and Joe stands up.
JOE
I'll take care of this, you guys
leave the tip.
(to Mr. White)
And when I come back, I want my
book back.
MR. WHITE
Sorry, it's my book now.
JOE
Blonde, shoot this piece of shit,
will ya?
Mr. Blonde shoots Mr. White with his finger. Mr White
acts shot. Joe exits.
NICE GUY EDDIE
Okay, everybody cough up green for
the little lady.
Everybody whips out a buck, and throws it on the table.
Everybody, that is, except Mr. White.
NICE GUY EDDIE
C'mon, throw in a buck.
MR. PINK
Uh-uh. I don't tip.
NICE GUY EDDIE
Whaddaya mean you don't tip?
MR. PINK
I don't believe in it.
NICE GUY EDDIE
You don't believe in tipping?
MR. BLONDE
(laughing)
I love this kid, he's a madman,
this guy.
MR. WHITE
Do you have any idea what these
ladies make? They make shit.
MR. PINK
Don't give me that. She don't
make enough money, she can quit.
Everybody laughs.
NICE GUY EDDIE
I don't even know a Jew who'd have
the balls to say that. So let's
get this straight. You never ever
tip?
MR. PINK
I don't tip because society says I
gotta. I tip when somebody
deserves a tip. When somebody
really puts forth an effort, they
deserve a little something extra.
But this tipping automatically,
that shit's for the birds. As far
as I'm concerned, they're just
doin their job.
MR. BLUE
Our girl was nice.
MR. PINK
Our girl was okay. She didn't do
anything special.
MR. BLONDE
What's something special, take ya
in the kitchen and suck your dick?
They all laugh.
NICE GUY EDDIE
I'd go over twelve percent for
that.
MR. PINK
Look, I ordered coffee. Now we've
been here a long fuckin time, and
she's only filled my cup three
times. When I order coffee, I
want it filled six times.
MR. BLONDE
What if she's too busy?
MR. PINK
The words "too busy" shouldn't be
in a waitress's vocabulary.
NICE GUY EDDIE
Excuse me, Mr. Pink, but the last
thing you need is another cup of
coffee.
They all laugh.
MR. PINK
These ladies aren't starvin to
death. They make minimum wage.
When I worked for minimum wage, I
wasn't lucky enough to have a job
that society deemed tipworthy.
NICE GUY EDDIE
Ahh, now we're getting down to it.
It's not just that he's a cheap
bastard--
MR. ORANGE
--It is that too--
NICE GUY EDDIE
--It is that too. But it's also
he couldn't get a waiter job. You
talk like a pissed off dishwasher:
"Fuck those cunts and their
fucking tips."
MR. BLONDE
So you don't care that they're
counting on your tip to live?
Mr. Pink rubs two of his fingers together.
MR. PINK
Do you know what this is? It's
the world's smallest violin,
playing just for the waitresses.
MR. BLONDE
You don't have any idea what
you're talking about. These
people bust their ass. This
is a hard job.
MR. PINK
So's working at McDonald's, but
you don't feel the need to tip
them. They're servin ya food, you
should tip em. But no, society
says tip these guys over here, but
not those guys over there. That's
bullshit.
MR. ORANGE
They work harder than the kids at
McDonald's.
MR. PINK
Oh yeah, I don't see them cleaning
fryers.
MR. BROWN
These people are taxed on the tips
they make. When you stiff 'em,
you cost them money.
MR. BLONDE
Waitressing is the number one
occupation for female non-college
graduates in this country. It's
the one jab basically any woman
can get, and make a living on.
The reason is because of tips.
MR. PINK
Fuck all that.
They all laugh.
MR. PINK
Hey, I'm very sorry that the
government taxes their tips.
That's fucked up. But that ain't
my fault. it would appear that
waitresses are just one of the
many groups the government fucks
in the ass on a regular basis.
You show me a paper says the
government shouldn't do that, I'll
sign it. Put it to a vote, I'll
vote for it. But what I won't do
is play ball. And this non-
college bullshit you're telling
me, I got two words for that:
"Learn to fuckin type." Cause if
you're expecting me to help out
with the rent, you're in for a big
fuckin surprise.
MR. ORANGE
He's convinced me. Give me my
dollar back.
Everybody laughs. Joe's comes back to the table.
JOE
Okay ramblers, let's get to
rambling. Wait a minute, who
didn't throw in?
MR. ORANGE
Mr. Pink.
JOE
(to Mr. Orange)
Mr. Pink?
(to Mr. Pink)
Why?
MR. ORANGE
He don't tip.
JOE
(to Mr. Orange)
He don't tip?
(to Mr. Pink)
You don't tip? Why?
MR. ORANGE
He don't believe in it.
JOE
(to Mr. Orange)
He don't believe in it?
(to Mr. Pink)
You don't believe in it?
MR. ORANGE
Nope.
JOE
(to Mr. Orange)
Shut up!
(to Mr. Pink)
Cough up the buck, ya cheap
bastard, I paid for your goddamn
breakfast.
MR. PINK
Because you paid for the
breakfast, I'm gonna tip.
Normally I wouldn't.
JOE
Whatever. Just throw in your
dollar, and let's move. Never mind what you would 'normally do'.
(to Mr. Blonde)
See what I'm dealing with here.
Infants. I'm fuckin dealin with
infants.
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Reportedly dead,
Adenosine was Teddy - Reservoir Dogs - Bodyguard and personal henchman to Joe Cabot has been apprehended and neutralized by the Police after trying to rescue his boss.
Re: Reservoir Dogs Mafia - Day 7
Ok. This is confusing. I switched Feck with adenosine.
Did Feck chose to kill himself? Can scum do that?
Is Azathoth scum? But why choose to kill Feck?
Did Feck chose to kill himself? Can scum do that?
Is Azathoth scum? But why choose to kill Feck?
Libertarianism: The belief that out of all the terrible things governments can do, helping people is the absolute worst.
Re: Reservoir Dogs Mafia - Day 7
This is the scratchiest of all noodle scratchers.
I'm trying to think who's story works out more. Feck doesn't have a story and Aza's is dubious at best.
Unless....
You're both scum!
I'm trying to think who's story works out more. Feck doesn't have a story and Aza's is dubious at best.
Unless....
You're both scum!Libertarianism: The belief that out of all the terrible things governments can do, helping people is the absolute worst.
Re: Reservoir Dogs Mafia - Day 7
*whose*
Libertarianism: The belief that out of all the terrible things governments can do, helping people is the absolute worst.
Re: Reservoir Dogs Mafia - Day 7
Ok lads. Time to start pleading your cases to me. The Sword of Damocles dangles between you like a pendulum.
Libertarianism: The belief that out of all the terrible things governments can do, helping people is the absolute worst.
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Vote Aza his role claim sucks First they fail to get me lynched by saying I'm scum then When Linus knows he is going to get lynched The White Knighting starts ...
Don't you just think it's odd that Aza hasn't bothered to check if he is an Insane Seer or a Paranoid Seer ? In fact it's like Aza hasn't bothered to pretend for a day or so that he is a Seer at all. I think Aza is an indie and a threat to town !
Vote AZA
Don't you just think it's odd that Aza hasn't bothered to check if he is an Insane Seer or a Paranoid Seer ? In fact it's like Aza hasn't bothered to pretend for a day or so that he is a Seer at all. I think Aza is an indie and a threat to town !
Vote AZA
Give me the wine , I don't need the bread
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Why should I trust you?
Libertarianism: The belief that out of all the terrible things governments can do, helping people is the absolute worst.
Re: Reservoir Dogs Mafia - Day 7
Because I'm not making up any stories .
Give me the wine , I don't need the bread
Re: Reservoir Dogs Mafia - Day 7
LYNCHEE
01. Animavore
02. Azathoth [1] Feck
03. Feck
01. Animavore
02. Azathoth [1] Feck
03. Feck
Don't go near that elevator - that's just what they want us to do... trap us in a steel box and take us down to the basement.
Re: Reservoir Dogs Mafia - Day 7
doesn't mean anything.Feck wrote:Because I'm not making up any stories .
Libertarianism: The belief that out of all the terrible things governments can do, helping people is the absolute worst.
Re: Reservoir Dogs Mafia - Day 7
Feck knew you would be switching him with someone so he targetted himself. Standard play at endgame with a busdriver in the game. He has wriggled out of the lynch enough times don't let him do it again
Vote feck
Vote feck
Outside the ordered universe is that amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and bubbles at the center of all infinity—the boundless daemon sultan Azathoth, whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes.
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LYNCHEE
01. Animavore
02. Azathoth [1] Feck
03. Feck [1] Azathoth
01. Animavore
02. Azathoth [1] Feck
03. Feck [1] Azathoth
Don't go near that elevator - that's just what they want us to do... trap us in a steel box and take us down to the basement.
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