he still loses points for not calling it until the game is over and succeeding only in making himself look mobish and getting lynched X(

Genesis walked around in his office at a brisk pace. These dire times were troubling him and with the death of his close friend Nolio, things started to look rather grim. He knew they couldn't make a mistake at the lynch else it would all be over. Not that it mattered, Anarchy was definitely a mobster. Yet he had to look further, he was the Captain he had the vision. Difficult though, with the Godfather still lurking about, anyone could be a friend and at that just as well a foe. He stopped for a moment and looked at his watch, the crash had given it a large crack, but the time was still readable. Almost time for the lynch, he stated out loud.

A few quarters down on the beach was the bunk of Undeath. After the death of his old room-mate Destroyyoutoo, he had made room for Skyroshroud. Both being 20 and all, they seemed to get along just fine. They were playing a bit of poker to pass the time.

Elsewhere..
"No Melvin, lynch is written L - Y - N - C - H" KT said as she put down the notebook. She had tried to teach him some proper spelling and grammar, but it seemed the guy just didn't get it. Melvin sat down in the sand looking a bit woebegone.

In another bunk on the beach...
"They just don't believe me" Anarchy said as he looked in piece of broken mirror that he had found on the beach. "It will get us all KILLED" he yelled at Amok who was standing guard until the lynch.
"Ah what the hell, you are a dirty mobster too, why am I even trying". He kicked against the small wooden footstool (something he had also found on the beach) and cursed loudly. Feeling so powerless, it was killing him.

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Thirdrock was walking down the beach, looking at bright stars that lit up the sky. He looked happy tonight and why not? Tonight he would take control and the Mafia would rise in full glory. He grabbed the golden pocket watch from his back pocket and stared at the clock hands slowly reaching the designated time. He snapped to lid shut and whispered: "It is time".

He had now arrived at one of the quarters and he removed the flap in front of the Captain's office. Genesis - honestly surprised by the gunman entering his office - immediately understood the error they had made by blaming Anarchy. He closed his eyes whilst Thirdrock popped three bullets into Genesis' chest. The Captain and honest townie was no more.

Melvin took the knife he had stashed away and grabbed KT by her hair. He pulled her head back and slit her throat quick and without any remorse. "SPEL THIS BITSJ, M - O - B !!!" he grinned as he dropped the bloody knife.

Meanwhile Anarchy was still busy over thinking what he had done to be accused so wrongly. He had not noticed that Amok had left his post until he saw Amok standing behind him trough the mirror. Amok grabbed Anarchy's head and bashed it against the mirror. The mirror cracked and blood started to seep through the cracks. More blood and more cracks surfaced as Amok bashed Anarchy's head against the wall over and over, until there was no drip of blood left to spill.

Only two more to go. Lexuzis - being a professional hitman and all - knew that it wouldn't be any problem. He grabbed two beautiful curved knifes from his jacket and clenched his fights tight while peering through the opening of the bunk. He took a moment and walked a few steps back. Sprinting towards the bunk he ran through the opening holding the two knifes, ready to strike. Both Skyroshroud and Undeath had no idea what was happening and how could they, things went so incredibly fast. One of the knifes was already plunged into Undeath's heart before Skyro even saw who it was that they were dealing with. He tried to defend himself, but that deck of cards was no defence for Lex his sharpened knifes. Knifes meant for one purpose only, to kill. Lex stabbed skyro twice in the belly before grabbing his head and cutting his throat. Lex didn't look back as he left the bunk and walked towards the others who were united on the beach.

Thirdrock, Lexuzis, Melvin and Amok; the survivors, the mobsters the winners!
Congratulations.

pwned :S

We had an awesome team, I must say...

"He tried to defend himself, but that deck of cards was no defence for Lex his sharpened knifes. Knifes meant for one purpose only, to kill."

Yes, rock beats knife. Knife cuts paper.