THREAD UNLOCKED.This used to be a nice little fishing village. People would wake up, go to the boats and fish for their livelihood. The salt air relaxed everyone. A local pearl diver would find jewels of the sea and sell them to tourists. Sure there were problems, people’s wallets got stolen occasionally by some of the local colour, but the theft wouldn’t cause anyone to get killed.
Everything changed when the poultry farm opened next door. At first it seemed like such a good idea, it would bring jobs and money to the little village. The Mayor Jorbles thought it was a great idea, and was instrumental in getting the permits passed to open the farm. But there was something about that farm. No one knew who ran it and strange sounds came from it. The owners never seemed to poke their heads out of the farm and whenever people from the town walked past it all they could see were fences and chickens roaming about.
People complained to Mayor Jorbles that the owners of the farm were inhospitable, and why did this little town need chickens anyways? We’d always gotten by as fishermen.
One night at a particularly heated town meeting Jorbles had enough. He had heard his constituents and was going to complain to the farm owners. Things were going to change in this little town.
Jorbles walked off down the road and the people of the town watched him go. A short time passed, but he never returned. The townspeople muttered, but no one knew what to do.
Suddenly in a puff of smoke a roast chicken dinner appeared before the townspeople. Never one to turn down a free meal the villagers sat down to eat while they waited. It was unusual that it appeared in a puff of smoke, but who were they to look a gift chicken in the mouth? It smelled almost as good as a poached fish.
Everyone carved the bird and dug in and when nearly finished they found a note in the cavity of the chicken. Curious they opened the note to read it, in Mayor Jorbles neat hand it read:
I have been to the farm and it is no ordinary farming operation. These are not farmers at all, but a vicious coven of Sea Hags. They are turning villagers into chickens and then raising them on their farm. And worst of all it's some of our neighbours that are hags! I have to warn everyone. Uh oh, I think I’ve been spotted. I’ll just finish this paragraph and then swallow my note and I’ll run off. I should probably write down the names of the villagers in the coven before I forget. It’s …
The note ends there.
Oh no! Not only does Mayor Jorbles have terrible judgement (why did you vote for that guy?), but you’ve eaten him! And worst of all some of your fellow villagers are responsible for murdering him! Although you must give your compliments to the chef, you always thought Jorbles would have been a tough chew, but he was tender and delicious.
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Topic: Mafia XIV: The Chicken Curse of the Sea Hags (Mafia Wins!) (Read 166101 times)