Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-32311838-20170917141432/@comment-31953669-20171002142541

SpacedefenderX wrote: KarpToEndAllKarps wrote: Phoenix Wright music starts playingWell, you were covered in blood the other day. You claimed a dog pushed you onto the corpse, but dogs quite simply wouldn't act like that. Furthermore, Stormy's will stated he was following you. And someone started to say your name before being cut off. Finally...

points finger

Last night, you shouted out that Silver had been killed, implying you visited him. Had that happened, your visit would have failed and you wouldn't have been able to use your night ability. However, the Serial Killer's night ability failed as well, as nobody was dead besides Silver. So it stands to reason that YOU TRIED TO KILL SILVER, AND WHEN HE WAS ALREADY DEAD, YOU COULDN'T KILL ANNYONE! Cool accusation, but you have a spelling mistake

What the tarnation did you just tarnation say about me, you little snap crackle pop? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the tarnation out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my tarnation words. You think you can get away with saying that flummery to me over the Internet? Think again, tarnation. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re tarnation dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable pillon off the face of the continent, you little flummery. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your tarnation tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you gee golly idiot. I will flummery fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re tarnation dead, kiddo.