You cook up meth in the meanwhile

OH, SHIT, IS THAT YOU

While waiting for the big event you cook up the best batch of meth you have ever made. You have a few thousand dollars worth of it. It is so good! You snort a couple lines and you are zooming for three days without a break. You make this place a virtual death wonderland. Finally the big day is here! The whole magica-commie crowd is here on your secret death grounds. You are smoking a meth foily as you watch from your great eagle totem tower. You cannot wait to start shooting these bitches when they try to run.

There's that sin-filled scumbag Mystery X! He looks high as he walks into your hall of mirrors room. You chortle with joy. All your traps you have set up with cameras to watch the carnage from up high. X wanders through the narrow trippy halls grinning at his own distorted and multi-colored reflections. You hit a remote control button and all the glass explodes, sending long sharp shards into X. He is pierced hundreds of times, the longest of the shards slamming in one end and sticking out the other end. He falls dead to the ground, looking like a pin cushion made out of meat! Haha!

Hahahahahahah you know no one is going to make it out of here alive! You foilize another long hit of meth and you decide who to fuck up next..

1. It's Wu's turn to be smote
2. It's Botch's turn to be got
3. It's Titan's turn to be taken out