Ok time for my Loony man Jenkins post of the day~!
*Jenkins stumbles into the saloon clutching to the shirt on his chest. Looking closely, the people in the bar noticed the huge red stain near his heart and rushed to his side. A woman screams *
OMG JENKINS HAS BEEN SHOT
*Jenkins falls on the ground as a few men hold onto him in his dying hour. One of the men shouts out*
Jenkins did ya see who did it!?
*Jenkins in a weak voice barely manages to say a soft*
It . . . .it. . . . .it was. . . .. .
*A woman screams out terrified*
It was who, LET THIS MADNESS END MY BABIES NEED TO BE SAFE
*The woman sobs hugging her children closeby*
*Jenkins to continue to mumble something when a small dog runs into the saloon and starts licking up Jenkins blood*
*Jenkins screams out in a loud bold voice*
YOUR DOG MUSTA BE FROM HELL, LOOK AT 'IM JUST LICKIN UP MY BLOOD LIKE SUM EVIL DEMON. . .
*The men holding up Jenkins drops him suddenly on the floor with a thud as one uses a finger to pick up some blood and taste it for himself and then yells out*
ITS STRAWBERRY PRESERVES JENKINS AINT DEAD. . .
*A woman wearing a green tunic walks out of the saloon mumbling about wishin he was dead. . . .*
*Jenkins gets up off the ground and dusts himself off and sits down in a nearby chair*
*The woman with children walks up to Jenkins and slaps him hard in the face and says*
Jenkins HOW DARE YOU, you scared us all to bits there WHY IN HELL DID YOU DO THAT
*The children duck down seeing their mom scream at Jenkins. Jenkins takes out a smoke and lights it as he says*
Might as well plan my death seein how I am probably next. . .
*The woman calms down and looks at the old man. She then asks*
Why would they be after an old coot like you
*Jenkins puffs out smoke rings slowly before he responds with*
Oh miss you remind me so much of the b*tch of my mother but much kinder, you at least care about your children. . .They will come after me because THEY ARE AFTER MY GOLD!!!!!! To be honest with ya, I know too much. . . The sheriff came around the other day because I had called him to my house, ya see somethin happened last night. . . .
*the people gathered around the old man, could this finally be a clue to the murder mystery. . . . Jenkins continued. . .*
Well last night as you all knew there was a big ol full moon outside in the night and ya know the old tale, full moon, full blooms, unicorns lead the gold to the fool.
*Turns to his side to address a person to his left side*
Miss don't take your clothes off like that, not in front of the children
*people look confused at Jenkins*
Ma'am if you cant keep your clothes on I will put them on for you~!
*Jenkins strips out of his overalls revealing another frilly dress. . . .*
*A woman yells*
GOD DAMN Jenkins finish your god forsaken story before I personally kick your loony old man ass. . .
*Jenkins looking puzzled continues*
Well anywhoo ya know the full moon brings up the fabled unicorn to lead old fools to gold. So I was outside Uneee Korn huntin when all of a sudden I saw one. But it was someone ridin it in the dead of night screamin and makin a whole bunch of noise. The Unee Korn collapsed and the man picked up the poor thangs body and dumped it off a cliff. I ran off in the general direction to help the Unee Korn but the man stopped me at stuck a gun to my head. . .some other man slapped his hand away and said I was too loony to kill and that none of yall would ever know anyhow. . . . He questioned me with a gun to my head and I told him everything. . .
*the crowd gasped and leaned in to hear more of Jenkins story*
I told him about mah wife and my new marriage, the giant spiders that had invaded the town and even the story about the Unee korn. . . they then shoved me on the ground and told me if I didnt count teh 10 I would be shot on the spot. . . .They then took off and thats the last of them. . . .
*Jenkins starts sniffling leading into a full out sobbing spree*
When I came home I found mah wife, her magic map, and my 3 pistols I was a hidin from all yall ALL GONE~!
*Jenkins takes off his boot revealing a sockless foot*
. . . I just know it, they gonna come back and kill me. . . and teh think. . . One of yall stole mah wife! ONE OF YAH TOOK HER ILL KILL YALL ILL KILL YALL
*Jenkins rips open his dress to reveal 3 sticks of dynamite strapped to his chest with an alarm clock horse glued on*
*Women and men scream and run out of the building, while the braver of people stay trying to calm down Jenkins. . . *
*The men have their guns drawn and pointed at Jenkins who is now calmly sitting down at a table drinking a cup of tea with his half torn dress and bulging amount of explosives on his chest*
Dont worry gentlemen, I aint blowing myself up anytime soon. . . I just wanted to scare away the cowards to tell you youngins a secret Ive learned. . .
Many of yall are scared and confused about who's who in this town, but I hear that the good ol judge seemed to have sent out personal telegraphs to all yall prior to Volonte hittin this town explainin somethin special. . . .
If yall compare ya notes you could find confidence within each other to start formin some real teams instead of hangin each other worse than a couple of hens in a butchershop. . . The judge has a. . . .special kind of writin thats hard to imitate like any other. Might I ask others to ask each other for a screenshot of the telegraph to prove its original . . . Its hard to fake them things with one of those photoshop printing presses so I think that be a wise idea for yall . . . I expect mah death to be comin tonight unless someone here thinks they could keep a lookie out for me tonight. . .
*With that Jenkins dumped the rest of the tea on the table, lit a cigarette, exited the saloon and hopped on his . . .goat like stallion and rode off into the sunset*
Topic: Mafia XIX: Hang 'Em High. Day 4 (Read 13232 times)
