Posts from Mafia 11. X-men

But the events that happened to Kostyan are unforgivable, because it's hard to bring back to life what's left of him: only to scatter and try to forget that horror.
Witness: What a bastard! He tied poor Kostyan to a pole and set him on fire! What is this witch hunt? Or have we surrendered, and the war is already lost, and now they will slaughter us?! No, brothers, we will fight on...

Kostyan turned to ashes, and phoenixes are reborn from ashes. A person can be burned to varying degrees - leaving behind charred flesh, down to the bones, or reduced to ashes; here, it's specifically ashes.

Who lives there, by the way?

I suspected Kostyan, thinking "what if he's actually Mafia?" Today, he seems to have received 100% exoneration.

Hunting, by the way, perfectly matches TaKo's avatar.

Yes, I'm an evil Mafioso, and the silly townspeople are simply obligated to arrange a lynching for me ^^

Who lives there, by the way? Emma Frost blocked me, it seems, and who else is left? Hello?

Kyle, if you're acting, I'm impressed. 5 points. I wouldn't mind losing. If not...
Hang Vegtam.

Article No. 1. Night of Bloodshed. Today on 42nd Street a young man named Kash was brutally murdered. They say he was an odd fellow, truly elusive, but even he met his death. The body was torn apart, which cannot help but inspire horror and disgust, as well as fear for one's own life. Our newspaper managed to interview a witness to the crime:
"That night I went for a walk as usual: I often suffer from insomnia, and I go out for some fresh air. Soon I noticed that... what did you call him? ... Kash. He was clearly agitated by something, even, one might say, very frightened. He kept looking around nervously, listening. Well, I walked on as if nothing were happening: apparently we were going the same way, and then I noticed that he became quite alarmed and turned into a dead end. Then I saw that a couple of minutes later a man wrapped in a cloak came out of there, but it was already long after midnight and I could not make him out, and at the time I did not attach any importance to it. I went into that little dead end because Kash had not appeared for a long time: he was lying there among the trash with his stomach ripped open. It was horrible... May I stop?"
The witness asked that his name not be disclosed. Let us treat this person with understanding: the city streets are no longer as safe as they used to be.

Article No. 2. THEY are among us!
Vegtam: Something rather funny happened tonight. Can you imagine: my test results were stolen from the hospital! I am just shocked: what kind of lunatic does one have to be to steal... um... well, you understand. I think it was some hooliganism. Teenagers really have nothing better to do.
Neira Drake: You know, I had the impression that someone was following me all evening. No-no! I am not sick, I am perfectly mentally healthy, but there was this feeling... Honestly, I am a little scared, especially after these murders...
Kyle: It is aliens! I am telling you for sure! It is all them! They watch us, steal us, study us! You will not believe it! I was literally dragged away today! Do not look at me like that!!! First they hypnotized me, and then they studied me. Right now I even remember nothing about what happened at night and have been walking around all day not myself. I think they performed some experiments on me. Exactly! They studied my brain! I hope they did not do anything bad to me?

As you can see for yourselves, the city is full of strange things. And finally:
A terrible murder was committed tonight: simply in the style of old movie maniacs. The victim was Gur: almost all organs were removed from the body and vanished without a trace, and the smashed skull is also empty. The authorities still refuse to comment on what happened, as do the boy's high-ranking parents.
This death provokes a natural wave of indignation: what are they hiding from us? Are we really being studied? Or is something else involved here?

Report No. 1. Arandor. <...> Strange activity was observed around the subject tonight, but we were unable to identify any participant in the commotion. First Arandor completely disappeared from sight. Some kind of devilry: by some miracle he vanished unnoticed from the bug coverage area. We barely managed to find him only several hours later. He remembered practically nothing from the moment he disappeared from our field of view, and the subject's coordination was also impaired. The only thing he said was: "I only remember some kind of animal." <...>

Report No. 2. Zybr. <...> The subject behaved nervously all evening: he was clearly frightened by something and thrown into confusion. The cause of the anxiety was not established. Then a real hunt for the subject began, which was clearly unexpected for him. (I deliberately emphasized that the anxiety and the killings are not connected) Without the necessary authorization we could not intervene. But despite all this Zybr managed to survive, and in the morning even went to the police. From his testimony: "First I felt weakness, then... hm... old scars started hurting: I thought I had been poisoned, but luckily I somehow survived! Then apparently THEY realized I would not be taken so easily, and sent another person, but I managed to hide from him." Our reconnaissance groups are determining who "THEY" are.<...>

Report No. 3. Xostor. <...> Through intermediaries we managed to force the subject to undergo a medical examination. Injection marks on the arms were found on Xostor. Whether this is the result of taking some drugs or something else could not be established. An investigation is underway. <...>

Drnik: I am worried. I am frightened. No, more than that: I am horrified that such creatures are among us! I will not be able to sleep now. Unless I switch to sedatives... But that is no solution for us, is it?
Kyle: I figured it out! It was not aliens! It is all those mutant freaks. They did something to me again, and I remember nothing again! $%#@$%!!! Something happened to me, something with perception: I walked in zigzags, everything swam before my eyes. Good thing everything is normal now at least... They must be exterminated! They are dangerous.
Ple-Sen: Definitely not human! I saw one of them - a true animal! But fortunately he did not harm me. He only followed me for a while. Maybe we are exaggerating and they are actually quite friendly?

A shocking event occurred on the central street. A subhuman burst into the television studio, took Arandor hostage and, threatening to kill him, forced his speech onto live broadcast: "You pathetic humans!All of you will submit to us, the mutants! Bow before our will, we will become masters of this world!" After that the creature ripped Arandor's heart out with one hand and, killing about a dozen more people along the way, vanished in an unknown direction.
The young manager crabby, who miraculously survived this carnage, lost his mind from fear and the abundance of blood and committed suicide right in the studio by swallowing pills. Unfortunately, he could not be saved. A tragic fate...

Kyle: After all these incidents I installed hidden cameras in the house! You think that is paranoia?! Nothing of the sort! All evening I was on edge, felt that something had happened... But my suffering paid off: I actually managed to record her on tape! That %$&@# came again! How long can this go on! She did something to me, so once again I remember nothing: complete amnesia. What does she want from me?! Stop this at last: I am starting to forget parts of my life. What kind of creepy experiment is this?!

On the city's main square two people came together in a battle to the death... No, rather animals! Filled with bestial fury, Xostor and Zybr clashed in mortal combat. From the many wounds they received: bodies torn to shreds, broken bones, and damaged organs, both opponents died right on the battlefield.

As it turned out, they still will, since Drnik's corpse was found not far from Kyle's house. The poor guy was literally nailed to the wall with iron stakes, and a note was also nailed to his hand: "Thanks to me, horror and pain will settle in your world forever!".

The opposition responded by brutally dealing with Hermit: he was chained to a post and burned alive in the flames of a bonfire. The victim suffered infernal torment: even enemies would not wish that on such a bespectacled nerd. Because of the mask on the murderer's face, eyewitnesses could not identify him, but some nevertheless hinted that he looked very much like that guy who loves water and is into swimming. A strange combination, is it not?

Wesker: In general I am a skeptic and until the end did not believe what was happening to Kyle. I thought he had completely lost his mind, but apparently I was wrong. Whoever it was, he clearly came to me as well. I barely remember what happened at night, only the horror that gripped me. I hope the authorities will not sit idle? There is evidence: why are they doing nothing?

Siverfale: Complete devilry: there I am lying in bed and minding my own business, but then the room smelled of sulfur, and there I was on Liberty Island in just slippers and a nightshirt! I do not know whether this is somehow connected with what is happening now, but it cannot continue: it is time to decide our fate.

- This is all funny. A little devil came to me. Can you imagine? I always believed in them: so cute and fluffy, Neira Drake said. The girl giggled strangely, which suggested certain thoughts...
- He took me to the land of happiness: we walked through meadows under the moon all night. What mutants? You are delirious; in reality fairy-tale creatures have simply shown themselves!

Siverfale: Just yesterday I thought nothing worse could happen. However, I at least remembered last night, but today my head is completely empty. As if a piece of my life was cut out. Although all this makes one think and creates a pessimistic mood, I still think there is a chance for a peaceful resolution of all problems: after all, I am still alive and healthy, as are many of us...

Kyle: Aaa! I think I am starting to get paranoid! This fear... It surrounds me. I can do nothing, everything falls from my hands, the poor man was almost crying. - My life is turning into some stupid cheap horror movie. Madness!!! Maybe all this is only a delusional dream... Yes, I am dreaming this, dreaming...

Unlike Tieru: for the poor guy the end of the world came a little too early. He was found riddled as if with bullets, yet not a single cartridge case was found. This time the body was also "decorated" with a note: "I am now like the Almighty. The right to take your worthless lives is mine. Nothing will stop me, pathetic mortals!" Imagine that: so much pathos... But still, while the criminal remains elusive, this is the cruel truth.

Kostyan: Hm... Well, what can I say... Unfortunately nothing, because I remember absolutely nothing about the past week. What do I think about what is happening? It is definitely unusual... The end of the world? Ha, it has been predicted hundreds of times: we will survive this one too. War, terrorists, mutants - it will all be history. We will adapt to new fears and go on living.

Kyle: It seems to me that this is the end. Maybe even worse. Panic, paranoia, helplessness. Even after the evidence I provided, nobody lifted a finger to prevent what is happening. To catch her... Maybe someday I will at least meet her face to face, and then... For now I will enjoy this world: time inexorably counts down.

Siverfale: Where am I? Who are you? WHO AM I?!...
A patient remembering nothing about himself or his past was admitted to one of the local hospitals. His identity is being established. Memory is slowly returning, but it is unknown how long this will last: maybe a day, maybe a year. As a victim of mutants, the patient is being provided with everything necessary to hush up this incident.

But the events that happened to Kostyan can no longer be smoothed over, because it is hard to bring back to life what was left of him: only scatter it and try to forget that horror.
Eyewitness: Bastard! He tied poor Kostyan to a post and arranged a burning! What kind of witch hunt is this? Or have we surrendered and the war is already lost, and now they will cut us all down?! No, brothers, we will still fight...

Kyle's best-known line is "Bastards!" (in response to Stan's line "They killed Kenny!"). In the episode "Pinkeye" the following line was spoken: "Oh my God! I killed Kenny! Bastard!" (Eng. Oh my god! I killed Kenny! You bastard!)