Dun dun dunnn!
Two villagers would die today. SamGam and Gurth had attracted two votes each.
"Wait a minute," they wondered. "Why do we have to kill Sam if Gurthang has already confessed?"
"The Votes have to be upheld, otherwise people could go lynched and unlynched willy-nilly," explained SpM.
"Gosh, you seem to be awfully gleeful."
"Enough!" roared Gurthang. "I can't stand it anymore!" And with another roar, he changed shape! He became larger than any bear they had ever heard tell of, and also a tad hairier than they were sure was usual.
He ripped the head off of SamGam, and then turned towards The Hunter Man.
"You!" he boomed, and then charged.
SpM waited until he was almost too close for comfort, and then shot one arrow through the bear's eye.
Then he had to leap out of the way, because even a dead bear once in motion doesn't stop until it hits a solid object, which in this case turned out to be the mountain face.
The Villagers started to rejoice, but then paused. What was that rumbling?
Then a crack appeared in the mountain. With screams of terror, they threw themselves down the slope of the valley, fairly flying over the snow-encrusted fields in their fury.
Wonder of wonders, they outflew an avalanche. But Hamlet was lost forever.
"Ah well!" they said. "There will be other Villages!"
VILLAGERS WIN!
(Oddwen finally gets it right!)
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
Last edited by Oddwen; 08-26-2005 at 06:24 AM.
Reason: Count the votes, bucko girl *blushes furiously*...and count them well!! AII! No!!
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