Find the founders V

[stitch626]

I'll kill myself then. How's that. Really, I am getting tired of this whole "cat and mouse" thing.

:: yawns ::

And I'm exhausted. And my ribs hurt.

:: looks at the remains of the first Founder ::

Founder doesn't clean up as easily as Romulan. I guess it's my turn.

:: begins to clean the Founder "splatage" ::

[Sionnach Glic]

Play your word games all you wish, Mark. We're not falling for it.

That said, we do not have a majority yet. Centurian Bob has yet to make a vote. If he votes with us, Mark, the last Founder, is killed. If he votes with Mark, it becomes a stalemate.
However, since he knows I'm also a Romulan, he should conclude that my logic is truth, and vote with us.

[bob]

::run into room out of breath::
I vote we kill centurion mark

[Sionnach Glic]

*Draws disruptor pistol and sets charge to Max*

Right, let's put an end to this fiasco, then.

[Mark]

:::smiles without humor:::

You think I'm that easy to kill? Your about to be PAINFULLY disappointed.

[bob]

::slowly and discretly walks behind mark while taking out disruptor::

[Mark]

:::begins backing against wall:::

I'm telling you. Your about to make a mistake.

[Sionnach Glic]

"Yes, yes. Threaten us all you want. Now prepare to face justice."

*pulls trigger*

[Reliant121]

The disruptor beam leapt out from the weapon, but it was too late. Mark's form dived to the side, narrowly escaping the fire. Within moments a blade stretched outward toward Centurion Rochey. The weapon was aimed perfectly and slid into his chest at the perfect height, battering his heart into destruction almost immediately. He was dead within seconds.

He turned his attention toward Bob, leaping upon him and strangling in much the same way as he did with Tsukiyumi. The face turned to a disgusting pallor of green, tained by the dark grips of oxygen deprivation. As the last drips of breath exhaled his lungs, the creature stabbed him through the gullet with an ornately fashioned dagger curving from his liquid form. He withdrew it quickly and stood over the creature. For a moment he stood in pleasure watching the green blood seep across the floor.

"Forgetting someone?" came a voice behind him. As he turned, a green beam rippled into his side, tearing at the liquid. He let out a wild howl of pain as a second beam tore into him. Stitc continued firing wildly, blasting the creature apart.

It was done.