User blog:HAWAIIANpikachu/Town of the Assassin: Part one

I sighed as I went ome from a day of school, it's not that I hated school, I like it as much as the next person, but at least I don't slack off. No, I was sighing about what could be in store for me today.

I am HAWAIIANpikachu, or otherwise known as one of the few nicknames, such as HAWAIIAN, pikachu, Kristian, or Krissy. My job here is an admin of this wikia, and also as the consigilere, other than it being my favourite role, I also stuck with it do to my intelligence and me being the most... I guess you can say, ruthless Role Reviewer? I mean, I don't reject every role, a few got the accepted stamp, but most of the time it's easy to see a flaw in a role, from anything to a game crashing bug, to being easy to find out.

I looked through my notifications, nothing too different, Townie of the Month April (which I still haven't voted for yet), a few RP actions, a few comments on role ideas that I rejected. I begin t look through the role ideas, but I notice none that are either already rejected or are joke roles.

"Welp," I thought, "I got nothing to do here..."

And then I noticed a recent edit, about 5 seconds ago, by an anon.

"Oh, not past my eye, anon." I chuckle.

Oh, befor I forget to mention, my second job is vandal hunter, which is what it sounds like, I hunt for vandals, but in the days before I got promoted to admin, I used to report that user to either Yami Riku or UlitheMuli, both professional admins. But now that I am an admin, I can do it quicker.

I quickly speed to that area, a quick look at what appears shows no damage... but I still go to that's page's history...

And boom, minor vandalism

"Very clever anon, but not clever enough."

I raise my ban hammer and throw it at the anon, giving him a small ban for the minor vandalism. He could be back, or he could be a one time vandal, either way, safety first.

"And there we have it, another anon gone away." I mutter to myself.

I sigh as I simply go back to what I was doing, opening up steam, playing on a few games, watching youtube, just fooling around burning time. As I usually do on most days.

'​But this was not most days... oh, it was 100% not like most days, at all.'

Most people don't know this about me, but I am a military child, born and raised. So yea, I might be a little bit weird and untrusting of others at some times, but hey, I got first hand exprience in survival training, getting used to change, being creative, even used to the change of having to earn new friends. Which I suppose I might be a little too friendly and sometimes just open the friendship border. But sometimes, I just close the friendship borders and just hide in one little area.

Most people, however, know this about me, I am nice and caring, and that I also have a bad memory, it's a good and bad thing, but I could hardly care less.

Anyways, back on topic.

I hear my door slowly creak open.

"Who is it?" I answer, not really caring too much about if they knocked or not.

No response.

Instantly, the alarm bells start ringing, random things pop in my head, like confusing messages.

"Who is it?" "What do they want?" "Why are they here?" "Why did they not respond?"

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder, I looked down...

Blood soaked into my sleeve.

I looked behind me, and see a masked figure, with a gun in their hand.

I fall to the ground.

I then hear footsteps approaching me, more random things pop in my head.

"Why did they shoot me?" "What for?"

Then I realise something in my head. "Either this guy is an novice at their work, or they want me alive."

I hear the foorsteps getting louder

"Heh, whatever it is, it's not happening today."

I quickly, filled with my knowledge of a suprise attack, kick swiftly at the attacker's leg, swiftly knocking them over, I then swifty dive for the attacker's gun, getting a grip on it, and it turned into a full out hand brawl over the gun.

And then, I hear a quiet noise, but I pick it up and ralise it, mainly because I knew about the gun.

Th sleeper, a gun similar to the tranquil gun, except instead of darts, it shoots a shot that makes you almost instantly fall asleep.

And there it was, my attacker was asleep.

I look over at whoever shot the sleeper, and noticed it was Rex.

"Welp... the was close" I say, "Way too close for comfort."

Rex aooroached me and gave out his hand, I took it and stood up, internally, I was shaking from how many possible times I could have died back there.

"I suppose what I saw was good enough to prove you are innocent in this case?" Rex asks.

"Nah, I have all the evidence on there." I say as I point to a camera.

Rex approaches it and looks at it, and instantly sees one word.

"Recording" 

"Yep, that should prove you're innocence just fine..."

As we threw whoever the attacker was in jail and looked through the stuff he had, Which wasn't much, all there was is a gun with an empty clip in it, a note, and a vial, which we guessed is what they were to drink if they would be captured, but Rex's surprise attack got him.

I instantly set my eyes on the note. "Interesting..." I open the note and see a huge coded message on the note. "Why am I not surprised by this?" I passed the note to Rex, who attempted to read it, but couldn't understand it either.

"Well.. I do know someone who could help us in this situation..." I said.

"Who?" Rex asked.

"Elodie." I simply said.

I called on a pigeon messager, however, it wasn't just any old bird, I trained this one, it could get to where Elodie was and back in 5 mintues.

I attached my own message at the bottom, which simply read "Dear Elodie, Could you please translate this to me? I believe you would know this stuff better than I do, Wtire it on the back of this paper what it says translated. Thanks, HAWAIIANpikachu."

During the time I was waiting, I went into the town's hospital, got the bullet removed, got the wound cleaned and stitched up, got a bandage to cover the stitches, after that, I walked out as the bird came back. I read the note silently to myself, then the shock sunk in...

"Oh, this has just gone from really weird to really horrible in a matter of minutes... this day is getting better and better..."

I decided to call the most reliable town members to a town meeting.

Some time later...

We got the most reliavle members of the town sitting down in the town hall. It was a four by four seating area, with a little podium.

In the front of the four rows, the seats were for Octometaknight, 360noscopesweg, Addfire and Vetroyer.

The next row held Tami, Uli, Matt and Venera.

Behind them, in the third row, was Zed, Rex Playful and FirePyre.

And in the last row, there was Sondz, Spicy, Desert and Ghosty.

I walked up to the podium and say "Sorry about the surprise meeting, but there was 2 major reasons I wanted to host this meeting... the first: there was an assassination attempt on my life, which... well, you can obviously see it failed due to the fact I'm still standing, and if you want proof I didn't start it, ask Rex. And the second is, the person who hired the assassin i-"

"Is obviously an anon" Addfire suddenly stood up and said.

"While it could be a possible situation to claim it was an anon, I found a hint to who the hirer is... and you may not like this, but it's one of us most trusted members."

The shock was there, and boy did it hit hard, everyone was speechless. Eventually, Uli stood up and said "Are you sure it's one of us 17? That's a pr-"

"I wouldn't say it if I didn't have evidence to back it up, Uli, which I do have evidence, which is this note" I countered as I passed the note to Uli "Read this aloud, would you kindly?"

Uli looked at it, and read it out loud. "To the assassin that revieves this message, this may seem like a simple task, but make sure to take safety when doing this, I need you to assassinate Admin HAWAIIANpikachu, as I'm afraid his authority may be a threat to us, and the community as a whole." A stamp was in the corner, a stampt that was spotted do to an etching of the page.

"Wait a second..." I said "Where's Octo?"

Everyone looked at where Octo's spot was, we had just realised it was empty.

"Oh no..." I muttered.