Ugh, if I must.
Vote: King Radical
That's the last time I attempt to play legal counsel.
Vote: King Radical
That's the last time I attempt to play legal counsel.
TRIAL - DAY 2
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King Radical!
Angie just wants to see the number go really high!
Angie just wants to see the number go really high!
King Radical.
Too bad we couldn't have thrown one of the staff under the bus.
Too bad we couldn't have thrown one of the staff under the bus.
King Radical (16) - Draku, Tatsu, Duck, Gregg, Luthier, Hurderer, Makoto, King of Town, Lita, Diona, Tsumugi, Lasagna Cat, Solus, Kaga, Angie, Gordon
Gregg Wallace (1) - King Radical
Takeshi Kaga (1) - Pizza
"Well, well, well! Nearly every one of you decided King Radical is a vicious, brutal killer!
And you're totally correct! He's absolutely guilty! Blessed in the eyes of Atua, for how else could he have killed the one person who would have survived his plan if he hadn't added knives? Buuuut, unfortunately for him, he's gotta go the way of his victim! I hope Atua shows you his love!
It's punishment time!"
With a malicious grin on her face, Angie approaches King Radical. As she closes in, though, he suddenly breaks for it. Running to his shopping cart, he prepares to peel out, even as Angie throws a lighter at the cart. She only lands on a trailing piece of cloth, with quite a long reach. King Radical laughs as he starts to drive off, but then he looks down. Angie's installed one of the big propane tanks under his cart. And stuck the cloth in the end. Well, shit.
Alright, he's on a time limit. That's fine. Sailing around at high speed, Radical slams through the breakroom door, his cart's cloth still burning, as he rides the cart up the stairs to the second floor. His plan is simple, really. Drive over the skybridge then a big jump from there over the ravine, then bail out and walk away free. As he pulls into high gear, he looks down at the cloth. Almost at the cart, but not at the tank. He pulls back. He launches himself, laughing.
The cart lands on the Staff Building roof, with even more momentum. King Radical prepares to make the next jump, looking at the fire one more time. Then he notices what it's just caught up to: the molotov cocktails he made last night.
"No.
Wait. Yes. This will be so radic-"
The cocktails erupt into flame, lighting up the entire cart in a firestorm and King Radical with it. Unable to control the cart anymore, it swerves around, slamming into the lip of the Greenhouse Roof and flying in the sky, spinning. The burning King Radical falls out, while the fire ignites the propane tank and the cart explodes spectacularly in midair, debris showering the set. As for King Radical himself, he plummets like a stone and collides with the ground headfirst, breaking his skull and neck on impact.
Angie walks over and hoses down his corpse with a fire extinguisher. Fire safety comes first!
King Radical has been executed!
He was the ULTIMATE PRIVATE CHEF
Night 3 will go up in about 15 minutes.
Gregg Wallace (1) - King Radical
Takeshi Kaga (1) - Pizza
"Well, well, well! Nearly every one of you decided King Radical is a vicious, brutal killer!
And you're totally correct! He's absolutely guilty! Blessed in the eyes of Atua, for how else could he have killed the one person who would have survived his plan if he hadn't added knives? Buuuut, unfortunately for him, he's gotta go the way of his victim! I hope Atua shows you his love!
It's punishment time!"
With a malicious grin on her face, Angie approaches King Radical. As she closes in, though, he suddenly breaks for it. Running to his shopping cart, he prepares to peel out, even as Angie throws a lighter at the cart. She only lands on a trailing piece of cloth, with quite a long reach. King Radical laughs as he starts to drive off, but then he looks down. Angie's installed one of the big propane tanks under his cart. And stuck the cloth in the end. Well, shit.
Alright, he's on a time limit. That's fine. Sailing around at high speed, Radical slams through the breakroom door, his cart's cloth still burning, as he rides the cart up the stairs to the second floor. His plan is simple, really. Drive over the skybridge then a big jump from there over the ravine, then bail out and walk away free. As he pulls into high gear, he looks down at the cloth. Almost at the cart, but not at the tank. He pulls back. He launches himself, laughing.
The cart lands on the Staff Building roof, with even more momentum. King Radical prepares to make the next jump, looking at the fire one more time. Then he notices what it's just caught up to: the molotov cocktails he made last night.
"No.
Wait. Yes. This will be so radic-"
The cocktails erupt into flame, lighting up the entire cart in a firestorm and King Radical with it. Unable to control the cart anymore, it swerves around, slamming into the lip of the Greenhouse Roof and flying in the sky, spinning. The burning King Radical falls out, while the fire ignites the propane tank and the cart explodes spectacularly in midair, debris showering the set. As for King Radical himself, he plummets like a stone and collides with the ground headfirst, breaking his skull and neck on impact.
Angie walks over and hoses down his corpse with a fire extinguisher. Fire safety comes first!
King Radical has been executed!
He was the ULTIMATE PRIVATE CHEF
Spoiler:
Night 3 will go up in about 15 minutes.
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