Day Four
 

Lottie walked in just as Fea was telling the rest of the group that she was evil. She sighed but after a moment she shrugged. “Now it’s time to die,” she said. “Death is a-”

“Yeah, she’s totally evil,” Fea was saying. “I mean really, how obvious can you get?”

“Dream or not, I could tell,” said Rune. “Soooo obvious.”

Finally Lottie had had enough and she burst into loud and obnoxious song.

Look who's evil
Look who's evil
Look who's evil now

I know you all were dreaming of or discussing me last Night
I bet you won’t be laughing when I skewer you all alive!
I'll kill your lovers I'll take your gifteds too
Then I'll take Simon and make them take votes from all of you!

Just try and get me lynched
I'll give you your own barrow
If being evil's cool
Consider me a beloved shadow
Now I'll ask you a question. No I don’t want a vote count!
Guess who?
Look who's evil now

Lottie struck a pose, her arms sticking out at her sides and her chewed-on nails ready to slash out at the nearest competitor. But no one was looking. She frowned and burst into song again.

Look who's evil
Look who's evil
Look who's evil now

I said look who's evil
Look who's evil
Look who's evil now

Izzy turned around and smiled. “Sorry, dear, did you say something?”

Lottie sighed and from above a spot light descended. She trudged into the middle of the group and the light followed her, illuminating her hand-me-down jumpsuit. Everyone turned to watch, finally paying attention to her.

I'm the girl that plays in every Werewolf game
I know I may be pretty new but I want to earn my fame

I’m rarely picked as Night kill, I never thought that I’d get turned
If the village kills off the whole wolf team they’d just all wander off looking stern

‘Cause I'm a minor werewolf, an amateur villain
I'd rip the flesh from your bones but I don’t even have claws
I haven’t killed anyone, the other players make fun...

Wilwa rolled her eyes and stomped away. “You smell!”

....Of me. Little Lottie. Oooo....The minor werewolf

Fea cleared her throat to avoid laughing and stepped up to Lottie. “But don't you see, Lottie? We've been reading your posts for the last few hours. You've parodied a whole lot just now. Just you!”

Ghostly voices chorused, “You’re telling me....”

Fea just glared at them. “Aw, you're not a minor werewolf anymore,” she said, turning back to Lottie. “You're a real baddie. And we’re going to lynch you!” Lottie smiled and the lights around them all lit up as she began to dance.

You're right! Now I see that I’m a real-life baddie
I've posted a few times and stirred up some activity
I'm a cobbler no more! My alignment’s on the slide
And now its time for this werewolf to die, die, die! Ahhhh....

And then Dun shot her in the face.

Note - please to be forwarding all PMs to me as well as Sally, in case (like tonight) she can't be here to start the Day. Thanks! :)

Killer gets no kill, for the Ranger smacked them on the nose with a rolled up newspaper.

There'll be an actual narration once Sally is available, but feel free to start talking.

Aww, did all y'all wait for me?

Let's all snuggle our favorite Ranger and then kill STEVE who is our last wolf.

And now that I've arrived at Mira's, if you want me, text me.

Soon, but not immediately, we'll have a crazy party and make Sally love us extra much.

As Simon, I hereby dock two points from Steve and vote

++Nerwen
++Zil
++Wilwa
++Sally :Merisu:

Snuggles for me? Well thanks very much! You're well deserving yourself. ;)

So it's you, Zil! Nice work!

Thanks, Nerwen!
I'm somewhat hesitant to vote just now, for fear of another reverse polarity incident or something similar. ;)

Do you know I feel that way too?:eek:

Our moddess does have a wonderful way of screwing with our heads, doesn't she?

Still, she didn't announce any little competitions, and it would be pretty unfair to do that after we'd voted, so I believe I'll take the plunge:

++Fea
++Zil
++Izzy

EDIT:removed last vote as per new rule.

Hey, Zil, last time you were the Ranger, wasn't it that game? The one where Fea and Sauce were Lovers and they sold us out to the wolves?

Wait... do we win?

*waits to see what Sally has up her sleeve... goes to bed in the meantime*

*isn't sure how it happened anyway*

*will save his votes... mostly because he's too tired and can't be bothered*

*W00ts a little, as he vanishes*

Gah. Erm, I thought I had a blank post to put up a narration but I don't. I'll do a bit of clever shifting, though, and it'll be all right.


And yes, do wait to see what I have up my sleeve. You've caught all the wolves, but what now? *bats eyelashes*

An important (no seriously, important) announcement
 

Because there's less than half the original number of players you've all only got three votes now, not four. Sorry I didn't say it before, but I wasn't here and I totally forgot to instruct my amazing co-mod to tell you. So yeah.


Repeat. Three votes per person. Kthnxbye. (If you've already put out four votes just retract the one you don't wish to count, there's no need to re-vote.)

Oh, come on. You're not going to reverse all our votes, are you?:rolleyes:

Certainly not. We've done that already, after all.



You know, I'd love to sit outside in a gazebo and sip some tea right now. Too bad the weather's awful (and it's the middle of the night). That and I don't think there's a proper gazebo for miles. :(

You have tea in America?:confused:

Erm, duh? Iced tea, flavored tea, sun tea, sweet tea. And then of course proper tea, which is better anyway. ^_^

Well, well. You learn something new every day.:cool:

...And indeed some of you will shortly be learning something new from me. But I think I'll wait a little while, to see what our moddess is up to now.

I think it may in your best interest to keep that something new to yourself. If it's what I think it is, anyway. *is just sayin'* Game ain't over yet, after all.



And now to bed with me. Play nicely while I'm gone. ^_^

Respectfully, dear Moddess, I can't help feeling that another fake-out ending to this game would be a trifle anti-climactic.

Oi, I never said the game was over with before. Just sayin'.

Indeed. Lottie was the last wolf. Fea is a liar. I have to come out now to take over the village. I am the Wizard of Questionable Morality!

That would be it. The song parodies while awaiting my demise were quite fun. ;)

A fight to the death with empty Kleenex boxes? A karaoke contest using only John Denver songs?

It wouldn't surprise me at this point if everyone but me had a secret role which allowed them to win upon the death of the Ranger. :rolleyes:

The Wizard of Questionable Morality? That's my title!

NOOOOOOOOOO!

How did you guess?;)

Well, that's always is an option...

edit: missed word

mwahaha, good job Fea!!!

So because I have this feeling that there is alot more going on then it seems, I'm going to hold off on my 3 votes.

I have to go to work in a couple of hours for like 8 hours, so I won't be around for a while. But I'll be here in plenty of time for deadline.

Sallllllly, don't I deserve to win yet? Pweeeease?

And I so had an Eminem parody planned for today... Alas.

Steve! I told you you weren't supposed to tell anyone! *headdesks*

If you post it I will kill you. And you can win if you survive, my precious, not before.

We should mention that complete lack of solid information in this game is highly demotivating--like, someone ought to make a demotivational poster about it. The tagline could be something like: "Sally's Werewolf: Even the phantom doesn't know what's going on."

Actually, he probably does... but if he were in-game he'd probably feel that way.

Sooooooo... I'll be around for about an hour, and then I'm going home for Reading Break and make no promises to be around before the deadline. This means that if you want me to vote, you need to snap me out of this demotivated slump.

For the record Sally's continual hints that there are major plots twists ahead do not count as motivation.

Just saying.

In fact these hints of plot twists is a massive factor in the inactivity (at least mine), you don't want to risk anything so you just lean back and let time go. . .

I should be arround till deadline.

Come on! Show some spirit! Show me some fire! Show me your war face! (slight language warning)

Oh dear.. ?

Ok... Fea... you know what to do! It's time!

Ok I shall try to entertain the mods. . .and the dead.

I shall re-write stuff (and I suck at it)

Words of wisdom when hunting wolves:

No cow's like a wolf,
and no wolf like a cow.
That's one similarity
anyhow.


The Seer's Dream interpretation:

Simplified.
Everything's either
concave or -vex,
so whatever you dream
will be something with. . . wolf. :Merisu:

Actually, Phantom doesn't know what's going on.

Form darling, I did say there were cookies involved for the winner. Doesn't that motivate you? :(

Yay Steve! That's the spirit, dearie! :)


And I'm hardly going to pull any fun stuff toDay. It's Saturday and I'm far too busy cleaning house. So have your fun and perhaps there shall be antics toMorrow. Go on, entertain your dead compatriots! It can't hurt!

I am the werewolf... goo goo g'joob
 

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See them all confused from one of Sally's games, see how they post.
I'm crying.

Sitting in the village, waiting for the lynch to come.
Were-ewolfing killing, stupid Day 5 lynching.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow fur.
I am the ranger, they are the lovers.
I'm the last werewolf, goo goo g'joob.

Mister Villager Ranger sitting
Pretty little vill'gers in a row.
See how they fly from werewolves in the Night, see how they run.
I'm crying, I'm crying.
I'm crying, I'm crying.

Yellow matter custard, dripping from the last wolf kill.
Yes they are disgusting, no it is not their fault,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you wanted to lynch me.
I am the ranger, they are the lovers.
I'm the last werewolf, goo goo g'joob.

Sitting in the village centre waiting to be lynched.
If lynch votes don't come, you still get lynched
From not getting as many votes.
I am the ranger, they are the lovers.
I'm the last werewolf, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob.

Expert textpert dying werewolves,
Don't you think the phantom laughs at you?
See how they smile like villagers at Day,
See their revenge.
I'm crying.

Strange new little spambots, climbing up the 'Downs Rep ladder.
Reference to Lommy, randomly in this song.
Man, you should have seen some of my other song versions.
I am the ranger, they are the lovers.
I'm the last werewolf, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob.
Goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob g'goo.

Innocent song
 

I didn't want to be a werewolf anyway. I wanted to be... an innocent!

Leaping from post to post as they float down the mighty threads of Middle-Earth Mirth! The Kuru! The Mithalwen! The Phantom! The mighty SPM!

The smell of fresh-lynched werewolf! The mistake lynching of seers!
With my best PM buddy by my side, we'd post, post, post...

I'm an innocent, and I'm okay!
I sleep all Night and I post all day.

Rest of village: He's an innocent, and he's okay!
He sleeps all Night and he posts all day.

Eönwë: I lynch werewolves, I make up schemes,
Make accusations at a pinch.
On Day 1s I post banter
and an innocent I'll lynch.

Rest of village: He lynches werewolves, he makes up schemes,
Makes accusations at a pinch.
On Day 1s he posts banter
and an innocent he'll lynch.

Eönwë: I vote too late, I make fake lists,
I like to confuse all.
I don't always vote rightly
And follow evil's call!

Rest of village: He votes too late, He makes fake lists,
He likes to confuse all.
He doesn't always vote rightly
And follows evil's call!?

Eönwë: I post at day, PM at Night,
Choose who I want to kill!
I wish I'd been a werewolf,
just like Formendacil!

Rest of village: He posts at day, PMs... at night?
Chooses who he wants to kill?!

*leave in disgust*

Eönwë: I wish I'd been a werewolf,
just like Formendacil!


His PM Buddy: Oh, Eönwë! And I thought you were so INNOCENT!!

That's pretty much my mindset. I don't think what's to come is anything I'd have been likely to forsee, so I plan to simply hold my votes for the time being and see what happens.

Heh, Eönwë. I tried composing something to the Lumberjack Song earlier, during the song parody contest, but I couldn't come up with anything that creative.

Not really a song but...
 

VILLAGE:
A wolf! A wolf! A wolf! A wolf! We've found a wolf! A wolf! A wolf! A wolf! A wolf! We've got a wolf! A wolf! A wolf! Lynch him! Lynch him!
Lynch him! We've found a wolf! We've found a wolf! A wolf! A wolf! A wolf!

FEA:
We have found a wolf. May we lynch him?

CROWD:
Lynch him! Lynch! Lynch him! Lynch him!

SALLY:
How do you know he is a wolf?

NERWEN:
He looks like one.

VILLAGE:
Right! Yeah! Yeah!

SALLY:
Bring him forward.

EÖNWË:
I'm not a wolf. I'm not a wolf.

SALLY:
Uh, but you are covered in fur.

EÖNWË:
They dressed me up like this.

VILLAGE:
Augh, we didn't! We didn't...

EÖNWË:
And these aren't my fangs. They're false ones.

SALLY:
Well?

FEA:
Well, we did do the teeth.

SALLY:
The teeth?

FEA:
And the fur, but he is a wolf!

NERWEN:
Yeah!

VILLAGE:
We lynch him! Right! Yeaaah! Yeaah!

SALLY:
Did you dress her up like this?

FEA:
No!

NERWEN and INZIL:
No. No.

NERWEN:
No.

FEA:
No.

NERWEN and INZIL:
No.

FEA:
Yes.

NERWEN:
Yes.

FEA:
Yes. Yeah, a bit.

INZIL:
A bit.

FEA and NERWEN:
A bit.

INZIL:
A bit.

VILLAGER #1:
He has got sharp teeth.

*cough*

SALLY:
What makes you think he is a wolf?

INZIL:
Well, he Night killed me.

BEDEVERE:
Killed you?

INZIL:
I got better.

NERWEN:
Lynch him anyway!

FEA:
Lynch!

VILLAGE:
Lynch him! Lynch! Lynch him!...

SALLY:
Quiet! Quiet! Quiet! Quiet! There are ways of telling whether he is a wolf.

FEA:
Are there?

NERWEN:
Ah?

FEA:
What are they?

VILLAGE:
Tell us! Tell us!...

NERWEN:
Do they hurt?

SALLY:
Tell me. What do you do with wolves?

NERWEN:
Lynch!

FEA:
Lynch!

VILLAGE:
Lynch! Lynch them all! Lynch!...

BEDEVERE:
And what do you lynch apart from wolves?

FEA:
More wolves!

INZIL:
Shh!

NERWEN:
Bears

BEDEVERE:
So, why do wolves burn?
[pause]

INZIL:
B--... 'cause they're made of... bear?

SALLY:
Good! Heh heh.

VILLAGE:
Oh, yeah. Oh.

SALLY:
So, how do we tell whether he is a bear?

FEA:
Seer dream him.

SALLY:
Ah, but can you not also seer dream an innocent?

FEA:
Oh, yeah.

IZZY:
Oh, yeah. True. Uhh...

SALLY:
Do bears hunt at Night?

FEA:
Yes. Yes.

NERWEN:
Yes, they do! They do!

FEA:
Check if he hunts at Night!

VILLAGE:
Check! Check if he hunts at Night!

SALLY:
What also hunts at Night?

FEA:
Vampires!

NERWEN:
Wizards!

INZIL:
Uh, very small rocks!

FEA:
Potatoes!

NERWEN:
Uh, Ra-racoons!

FEA:
Tigers!

NERWEN:
Bats!

INZIL:
Uh, churches! Churches!

NERWEN:
Lead! Lead!

SHASTA:
An owl!

VILLAGE:
Oooh.

SALLY:
Exactly. So, logically...

FEA:
If... he... weighs... the same as an owl,... he's made of bear.

SALLY:
And therefore?

NERWEN:
A wolf!

FEA:
A wolf!

VILLAGE:
A wolf! A wolf!...

FORM:
Here is an owl. Use this owl.
[quack quack quack]

SHASTA: *whispers* It's a duck.

SALLY:
Very good. We shall use my largest scales.

VILLAGE:
Ohh! Ohh! Lynch the wolf! Lynch the wolf! Lynch him! Lynch him! Lynch him! Lynch him! Lynch him! Lynch him! Lynch him! Ahh! Ahh...

SALLY:
Right. Remove the supports!
[whop]
[clunk]
[creak]

VILLAGE:
A wolf! A wolf! A wolf!

EÖNWË:
It's a fair cop.

INZIL:
Lynch him! Lynch him!

VILLAGE:
Lynch him! Lynch him! Lynch him! Lynch! Lynch!...











(I found the original script online and couldn't resist changing it)

Well when you know you're going to die anyway, it takes the pressure off you.

And haven't you revealed your other role yet? ;)

You assume that I have one?