It is a quiet night in the hub of the internet. No one is on the streets. All doors are locked. No one stalks the weak in the dark alleys of the city. It is all peaceful to any observing eye. Of course, evil doesn't need to be aggressively out and about to strike when there are so many nice places to meet the prey where they are most comfortable.
There was no noise. No. But there was chaos. When morning comes and the memes count their numbers, they will realize that
Tropical Tucan is not among them. When they go to the house to see if maybe they just slept in, they will see nothing that will alarm them from the outside. But no one will answer the door. No one will answer the phone. No one will answer at all.
When they break down the door they will be shocked to see the various bear traps laid out on the ground, each with a copy of dawson's creek in the center. As well as various improvised traps along the staircase and ground floor main hallway. Every trap will remain primed and untriggered. These were laid out for someone. Someone
Tropical Tacos was expecting, but never showed up.
As they all carefully proceed to the second floor they see signs of a struggle. Hell they see signs of a battle. All of the mirrors and pictures on walls have fallen to the ground and been broken. Some of the walls show visible damage from impacts. It is easy to see into the bedroom as the door has been broken into pieces. The largest pieces seem to be embedded into the walls of the room. The dresser and the bed have both been bent in half from some strong impacts. Where there used to be a door to the bathroom, there still remains an intact door…. But there is a giant hole blown through the wall next to the door. The bathroom sink has been ripped out of the wall and shattered against another wall. Water is pouring from the torn pipes left in the wall where the sink used to be. And the blood. There is so much blood in this room.
The body of
topical of cancer will never be found. The truth of the matter is that while
T^2 was waiting all night for his own prey, he was hunted by another. One he didn't expect. One he wasn't prepared for. All of his calculated preparation is for naught if an unexpected attacker shows up. And even then, the fight he gave defending himself was enough to anger his attacker into destroying every remnant of his body after its defeat. Some say if you look hard enough, you can still find small fragments of
Tropictuco's essence hidden in old hotmail accounts.
The memes who go through his personal supplies identify the dead as
Tropictuco, James Van Der Beek, who spent half of the game being mired in useless "90's problems" but spent the second half of the game being the hunter of corrupted memes
In memorium:
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Night Over. Day Begins. Deadline 2pm
In other news
EquineConstant has recovered from her stay in the hospital. And there was movement last night.
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