Mafia: Code Geass: Turn 4, Everyone but Britannia too imba, imo.

Narita Mountains, Area 11:
Jeremiah was sick of this crap. Not too long ago, he'd been Viceroy of Area 11, his star rising in the Empire, lord of all he surveyed. Now he was stuck babysitting an insane princess out in the wilderness, and she kept trying to kill him. What's worse, everyone kept calling him Orange all the time too, ever since Zero had referred to him that way. This was just too lame.
He'd been holed up inside of his Sutherland for a while now, ever since Euphemia had tried to shoot him with a pistol she'd somehow gotten off of a guard. He figured the extra armor plate that had been installed on the machine should stop pistol bullets pretty easily. Probably wouldn't even chip the paint.
It was at about this point that he realized he hadn't seen Euphie in a while...

Nearby, in the woods, Euphemia had found what she'd been looking for; the anti-material rifle she'd had a servant bring to this grove of trees. Now she could get that pesky Orange man who'd been bothering her! He'd been no fun at all, ever since he'd gotten into his Knightmare. Her scheming was interrupted by Toudou barreling by in his Burai.
"Oh, hey! It's that guy! I'd better get him now, since Orange isn't going anywhere!"
Toudou caught sight of the small figure just in time, and threw himself out of her line of fire as Euphie knocked herself over with the enormous gun's recoil.
"Drat. This just isn't working."

Jeremiah was still too busy fretting to himself to give much thought to the gunshot, but his attention was pretty thoroughly grabbed when a Burai shot out of the trees, vaulted through the air, and came down sword-first through the center of his Sutherland. It went clear through the cabin, narrowly missing him, and the Knightmare simply exploded, the ejector pinned into the frame by the sword.


Ashford Academy, Area 11:
Rivalz wandered aimlessly through the corridors, humming mournfully to himself. He was so useless. Milly had died, and he couldn't do anything. Nina had died, and he still couldn't do anything. Actually, even if they hadn't died, he probably still couldn't have done anything, since about his only talent was his average motorcycle-driving skill. "If only someone could just kill me now!" he cried angstily to himself.
"OOPS!"
Kallen had been trying to work her way through a pizza and coke while she hid the Guren on the school grounds. As this task would take about four hands to handle properly in a Knightmare that didn't make its pilot lay face down on a weird seat, she'd naturally messed this up, spilling the soda all over the controls. "Damn it!" she said to herself, as she scrambled to catch the cup, inadvertently knocking the rather hot pizza off of the dash and onto the back of her neck.
"OW!"
The Guren executed a rather odd pirouette maneuver as its pilot tried to avoid the sudden increase in hot and sticky hazards in the cockpit before it stepped on Rivalz's motorcycle. Guren flailed about for a moment more before crashing through the side of the school, trapping Rivalz under its lopsided, silver hand.
"GOD DAMN IT."
Kallen grabbed the fire control lever and savagely forced it forward, depressing the toggle for the radiation cannon. The resulting waves of heat and explosions calmed her down a little bit.
"Oh, geeze, I guess I overdid it there. I'd better hide somewhere else, I guess."
The Guren sped away, a column of fire marking its visit to the school.

Elsewhere on campus, V.V. glanced up from his scope for a moment to look at the explosions. He caught sight of the distinctive crimson Knightmare that was the pride of the Black Knights, but ignored it. He had other problems to deal with right now. Some reports had made it through to him (although just from who wasn't totally clear - he'd have to look into that) that one of the local students had been acting rather strangely. He turned back to his scope, clicking the railgun a few notches to the right - with this kind of aberration it didn't pay to mess around. Nunnally looked quite harmless down there with her wheelchair and sealed eyes, but he wasn't about to take chances.
"There." he quietly said to himself.
The shot ripped a huge hole out of the pavement, scattering it and the wheelchair into a fine aerosol of metal that fanned out behind the impact and tore a gaping wound in the student council building. He let out a little sigh of relief, then immediately recanted the sentiment as a shadow dimmed the glare of the mid-morning sun.
The Knightmare's punch connected, shattering the rooftop around V.V. and sending him flying at the student council building. The poor building couldn't protest as it developed still more holes, small and human-shaped this time, in a long row through its interior walls. V.V. pieced himself back together and struggled to his feet, coughing through the dust and insulation the impacts had kicked up. Through the clouded air, he could make out the glowing eyes of a monstrous Knighmare that looked far more organic than anything he'd ever seen used before.
"Well, V.V. what do you think of my Mark Nemo?" came a voice that sounded like Nunnally's, yet far more confident and cruel.
"Nemo, huh?" V.V. staggered out of sight of the Knightmare, and started working his way towards it through what was left of the building. "I was wondering where you'd gotten off to. I guess you're the reason Clovis was so worked up the day he got himself killed by Zero."
"It wasn't just me, you know. That damned witch C.C. got out too."
"You think we haven't noticed that by now? But she's obvious. We know her too well. You're the strange element here, copy of a Code."
"Fool, I'm more than a copy now. I'm the real thing, and with Nunnally's prescience you're no match for us."
V.V. walked quietly out of the building and put his hand on the Knightmare.
"Heh, your geass isn't strong enough to kill me just yet. A fake like you never stood a chance from the outset. You should know already that your partner's geass won't phase someone like me."
He closed his eyes for a moment, focused on something for a moment, then opened them again. All that was left was an unconscious Nunnally and a few bits and pieces of the strange Knightmare.
"Hmph. The fool was derived from us in the first place. Why wouldn't we be able to take him back?" He pulled out a small phone.
"Hi, Lloyd? Consider this a make-up for all those Christmases I didn't send you a card. If you visit Ashford Academy, I think you'll find something worthwhile."
V.V. walked off towards the school's gate.

Back in the Narita Mountains:
"Too weak." said Toudou to himself, sheathing his Knightmare's sword. He'd hoped the Orange duke would have made for a better challenge.
"Foolish."
A monotone voice.
Anya's Gloucester crashed into the unprepared Burai, slicing an arm off of the frame before turning again and removing the "head" with a single motion.
Toudou didn't have time to curse his luck before his ejector fired and he disappeared into the forest.
"Perhaps a picture..."
But that thought was interrupted by Ougi's lance, which crashed straight through the reinforced yet still too weak Gloucester's frame and plowed out through the front of the cockpit.
"It's just too damn busy out here today." Ougi said, to nobody in particular, before cruising off to go find where Toudou had landed.

The riverside, Area 11:
Mao had been so fascinated by the interesting samurai he'd met before that he'd decided to go find the person who was most in his mind. Imagine! Travelers from another world. How preposterous, and yet his mind had said it like it was the truth. His search for his lovely C.C. could wait a bit. This was its own sort of distraction.
He'd discovered from his "conversation" with the man that this girl he was trying to help was waiting down by the river while they searched for... something. He hadn't really been able to understand that part. Ah well, killing her ought to be interesting, anyway.
"Why hello there, little miss... Sakura I believe?" Mao approached her, "charm" set to full. In other words, he looked pretty much like a rapist in headphones, sunglasses, and a trenchcoat that had seen too much bleach.
"Wh-who are you?" She asked, clearly disturbed by his incredibly weird appearance.
"I'd ask the same of you. Your memories are a mess. I can't make head or tail of what you're supposed to be."
Sakura reddened a little at this, and wondered how she could get away from this strange man.
"Ah well, I'm sure it'll all work itself out for you in the afterlife." said Mao, leveling his pistol at her.
A burst of light took it out of his hand. He turned to face the newcomer, a boy with short hair and slightly mismatched eyes who was pointing at where his gun had been with a look of intense concentration.
"Bah, how troublesome" Mao thought to himself as he poked at the offending male's intentions. Then he realized he couldn't tell what they were. Not exactly, anyway. There were some common themes which seemed mostly to involve Mao dying in horrible ways, but the boy's thoughts sounded as if there were two or three people talking at once. Mao bid a hasty retreat.

"Is he gone?"
Kurogane had been hiding in the river, none too keen to get shot at by that strange man again.
"Yeah, he left. Come on over, Sakura'll fix that wound right up for you."

The Narita Mountains again:
There was just so much going on out here today, Cécile thought to herself as she rolled her Sutherland through the burning piles of destroyed Knightmares. She'd been hoping to find Jeremiah to give him a nice sympathy lunch, since he seemed to be having such a rough time at work these days. She finally figured out which flaming slag pile had belonged to him and drove over to check it out.
"Oh, hey! You're still barely alive! Have a sandwich!"
She tossed a neatly wrapped sandwich to the unfortunate Jeremiah, and sped off before he could pull himself together enough to ask what was on it.
"Boy do I ever have a bad feeling about this thing..." he muttered, as it quietly oozed a bluish-green sauce onto the ground.

"HA HA! THIS TIME WILL BE THE TIME MY NAME GOES DOWN IN LEGEND!"
Bradley shouted words of encouragement to himself as he sped towards what he figured must be a good spot for the Emperor to be watching the battle; not really realizing that there was no chance that the Emperor would even be there.
"I'LL KILL THE EMPEROR AND RULE BRITANNIA MYSELF! I CAN START WITH KILLING ALL THOSE GUYS WHO VOTED THAT TIME."
Schneizel el Britannia watched the strategy readout dispassionately. "So boring." he said to his aide's hat. "Simply so boring. When are our troops going to realize they can defend people as well?"
"What's that, hat? There's some maniac cruising around shooting at friendlies? I guess we'd better put a stop to it."
Schneizel yawned and made a couple of bored motions at the command computer, sending waves of little triangles to go restrain the wild Knightmare.

Cécile had somehow found herself in a fight, apparently with some sort of maid who was inexplicably piloting a Knightmare. Even more inexplicably, she kept insisting that she be called Sulumu Alos, even though that didn't really make any sense. Cecile agilely sidestepped a burst of gunfire from the enemy Glasgow, remembering the old days when she'd been a test pilot for these things instead of an engineer. She gracefully swept her lance across the body of her opponent, sending sparks and bits of metal flying in all directions. The Glasgow turned and fled, covering its retreat with a hail of bullets that smashed into the Sutherland's reinforced armor, warping the newer metal.
"Well, it's been a while since I've done something like that~" she said cheerfully.
"Yes, yes, that looks very interesting indeed. A pity it's not undamaged, but it will do nicely for me <3 <3"
The thin magician spread his hands apart, leaving a delicate tracery of golden runes hanging in the air in front of him. He gestured slightly and the runes flew at the Sutherland and slid through the hatch into the cockpit. There were a couple of interesting noises, then the cockpit popped open with a cheerful whoosh.
"I really do like how tidy magic is~" he said, as he hopped easily into the cabin and sped off.

Jeremiah just didn't know what to make of this battle anymore. He'd been stabbed, seen multiple allies and enemies go down, to magic no less it seemed, and he'd eaten an absolutely horrible sandwich. He remembered somebody suggesting that he go after Rakshata Chawla, but last he'd heard she was living in India or something, and he hardly felt like he could walk all that way. Or even stand up, for that matter. His stomach hurt.

The dust of the Ashford Academy Student Council Building:
Mokona hopped about the grounds, feeling the air. The person he'd been looking for hadn't really been here in the end, yet he could feel the residual power of what he was seeking all over the place. Another dead end. Maybe he could find somewhere nearby to hound up some booze.

Somewhere kind of nearby:
Kurogane was feeling a lot better now. That bullet had been dealt with, and some dude in black had come up to him and given him an awesome thing with a sword just for looking cool. He loved swords. When it came to them, he could really do anything at all. Even something as weird as this metal person wouldn't pose a challenge, since it had a sword~
He was practicing some sword-cuts when he caught sight of a small child with extremely long, whitish hair.
"Hrm. I seem to recall that stupid meat bun saying something about that fragment he found. Something like 'he's a small child with extremely long, whitish hair who doesn't seem to be able to die.' I wonder why that guy reminds me of that?"
"Wait, hang on a second."
He brought the Knightmare's sword down in front of a rather startled V.V.
"Pardon me, but I'm going to have to ask you to come along with me~"
Before V.V. could protest, he'd been scooped up by a giant metal hand and was already rushing away.


0. Dukat
1. bringerofcats
2. zero_kanipan
3. Sky_Paladin
4. Squidworth
5. 1337guard
6. HatsuharuZ
7. major_pain
8. Shadowblade Edge
9. Mire
10. Aarin
11. Grimblaze
12. Schneider
13. Kaiba
14. Spada
15. Sagi
16. swtrooper42
17. Shazback
18. Azame
19. Argui
20. Skulkraken
21. Hisui
22. Myxthol
23. ArgileKING
24. bscar
25. Magusman
26. Gunther
27. DNA.Styx
28. TracerBullet
29. Wave Master
30. santakuroosu
31. Vampirate
32. Genshie
33. Eyolo
34. Link


Britannia
1/1 Emperor
0/1 V.V.
-7/?

Order of the Black Knights
?/?

Knightmare of Nunnally
0/1 Nemo

Tsubasa
?/?

Dead:
Dukat (Clovis la Britannia) - Killed by plot
Wave Master (Cornelia Li Britannia) - Not enough HP for the job.
Grimblaze (Milly Ashford) - Allergic reaction to gravity.
Gunther (Gino Weinberg) - Unfortunate choice of career.
Argui (Nina Einstein) - IRONY
Schneider (Cecile Croomy) - Couldn't handle THE MAGIC.
Azame (Nemo) - Overestimated his invulnerability.
Myxthol (Anya Alstreim) - Stabbed with a giant lance.
santakuroosu (Rivalz Cardemonde) - Incinerated.

Oh look, a lynch vote. Even if I wanted to make it shorter, I probably couldn't since I don't plan to be around most of the weekend. So the lynch will still end at midnight EST on Sunday.

PMs are coming, hopefully. I'm super-tired right now.

I should probably stop writing 2500 word narratives. This is going to be some sort of bad novel before we finish D:

Fuck and yes Uncreative! Nice of you to include the Tsubasa folks as well~

*geeking out* ^^

almost as fair and balanced as fox news :|_____S_______|

<3 <3 <3

Okay, I think I've got all the PMs out now that matter. I need sleep ;____;

But I asked to decay moar whar is mah pm?

Huzzah, I'm selling my vote once more! (Despite how little it's probably worth right now.) The task I have for you today is:

Make me an animated avvie from this. Oh, and sockpuppets -- do try to at least ATTEMPT this when messaging me, instead of just flatly requesting my vote like last time. :v

woot score 2! i think i prefer this code geass over the actual series.

Since Squid asked for it, I am voting for him.

This is what happens when you allowed banned people to play again :v

Ah well :/

EDIT: Actually, what is good for the goose is good for the gander. If she wants to play things this way, fine with me.

I'm voting to lynch Hisui. Who's with me?

I have no skills with such things ;___;

This post has been edited by Squidworth on Nov 7 2009, 12:25 PM

Shit, I only make pretty things if people are paying me with money or sexual favors.

I could have gotten pretty things for giving you those?! You break mah heart Grasshoppa~ T-T

Frogs.

grasshoppers

I just want to say in this completely unrelated thread that Magical Fairy Princess Teacher Black Kitty is the best story ever.

In my totally unbias opinion~

I was banned? When did that happen? I thought I just stopped playing.

The more the merrier right? Why not go ahead.

Voluntarily banned then

I'm abstaining until I am given a good reason to vote for someone.

I'm dead! \o/


And all I wanted were some pretty pictures for my blog... D:

Magical~

Fairy~

Princess~

Teacher~

Tilde~