"Captain, please open the door! We have finished tallying the votes from the VIPs! Well, not everybody voted and majority seemed to be in agreement so it didn't take long!" A sailor cried as he banged on the door to the bridge.
Moments later, the door swung open to reveal the portly captain, who quickly looked around and beyond the new arrival before looking more relaxed. "Good thing you all had the idea to do the tally instead of me, I'm busy driving that Mr. Germany away from the bridge. He keeps trying to get in."
"But Captain, you ordered us to do it..." But he was unheard as the Captain perused the paper that contained the tally.
"Well, looks like they're not taking this as seriously as I hoped. Ah well, it's only the first day and people are always indecisive then. Can't help it if that's the case."
"All right. Now you go and get Mr. Russia so we can start the execution."
"Aye, Captain!"
As it turns out, they didn't have to look for long for him. He apparently had too much to drink at the bar last night, and was found fast asleep on the ship's deck. The sailors trussed him up and began trying to insert his body into the ship's cannon(!). But...
"Captain, he won't fit into the hole!"
"Then thrust harder!"
However, no matter how hard the sailors pushed, they couldn't fit Russia's large frame into the cannon. Dejected that they couldn't use the cannon for the first execution which was always a ~special~ occasion, they just decided to toss some grilled steak into the sea to gather a number of sharks which began circling around an area. They then dangled Russia's still-sleeping body on top of the sharks while the captain coughed before speaking grandly.
"Mr. Russia, the participants have voted and decided that you are the most suspicious of being one of the killers and thus clamor for your execution. You are hereby sentenced to be executed via shark tooth. Any last words?"
"..."
"Ah, you were headed to dropping out anyway. Now... FIRE!" the captain cried out of habit.
And Russia was dropped to the sharks' eager jaws, which began snapping his body till he was a skeleton.
Night 2
Moments later, the door swung open to reveal the portly captain, who quickly looked around and beyond the new arrival before looking more relaxed. "Good thing you all had the idea to do the tally instead of me, I'm busy driving that Mr. Germany away from the bridge. He keeps trying to get in."
"But Captain, you ordered us to do it..." But he was unheard as the Captain perused the paper that contained the tally.
"Well, looks like they're not taking this as seriously as I hoped. Ah well, it's only the first day and people are always indecisive then. Can't help it if that's the case."
Official Vote Tally
"All right. Now you go and get Mr. Russia so we can start the execution."
"Aye, Captain!"
As it turns out, they didn't have to look for long for him. He apparently had too much to drink at the bar last night, and was found fast asleep on the ship's deck. The sailors trussed him up and began trying to insert his body into the ship's cannon(!). But...
"Captain, he won't fit into the hole!"
"Then thrust harder!"
However, no matter how hard the sailors pushed, they couldn't fit Russia's large frame into the cannon. Dejected that they couldn't use the cannon for the first execution which was always a ~special~ occasion, they just decided to toss some grilled steak into the sea to gather a number of sharks which began circling around an area. They then dangled Russia's still-sleeping body on top of the sharks while the captain coughed before speaking grandly.
"Mr. Russia, the participants have voted and decided that you are the most suspicious of being one of the killers and thus clamor for your execution. You are hereby sentenced to be executed via shark tooth. Any last words?"
"..."
"Ah, you were headed to dropping out anyway. Now... FIRE!" the captain cried out of habit.
And Russia was dropped to the sharks' eager jaws, which began snapping his body till he was a skeleton.