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Diamond18 · 04-27-2006, 09:05 PM

The Kum-Bah-Yah-ing of the morning was misleading indeed, as the second day saw the village descend into madness. The Moddess Goddess watched from her airy cloud throne in the sky and was amused by it all, verily.

By the close, the young Ent Glirdan’s accusation of Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant stuck, and the spider loving orcish astronaut was slated for death.

Glirdan, Roa, Nogrod, and Saucepan Orc seized the less-than-comely maiden and pinned her to the ground, though she thrashed and her skin was slimy, making it hard to get a really good handhold on her. However since Nogrod worked out, he was pretty buff, and was able to overpower their quarry.

“Let’s see how much you like spiders now,” snickered Valier, approaching with a jar of Spawn’s favorite pet spiders in her hand. Mormegil and Jenny watched approvingly but did nothing, as Morm was too idle an elf to sully his hands thus, and Jenny was, of course, not really there.

“What are you doing with my pretties?” Spawn gasped, but her question was soon answered as Valier dumped the contents of the jar into her gasping mouth.

Down her gullet tumbled the arachnids, and she choked and gagged on them, their fuzzy little thorax’s muting her screams.

The villagers watched in disgust, then horror, as the orc’s body changed. To tell the truth, aesthetically it was an improvement, as the feathers covered up her festering skin and the beak looked quite a bit better than her warty nose. But these villagers were a strange lot who lived in harmony with orcs and feared quacking waterfowl.

No sooner had she sprouted wings than the Dancing Duck of Ungoliant breathed — or rather choked — her last.

Simultaneously, the bystander Elu Ancalime was struck by a blinding flash of Mod Fire from above and burst into flames. His charred remains fell smoking to the ground and struck fear into the hearts of non-voters everywhere.

~~~~~~~~~

~ The Dead ~

Diamond Took, the Halfling Poet ~ Villager ~ Pecked to death on Night 1
Nilpaurion Felagund the Elven Pigeon-Summoning Ninja ~ Wereduck ~ Waxed on, waxed off on Day 1
Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant the Spider Loving Orcish Astronaut ~ Wereduck ~ Stuffed full of spiders and choked to death on Day 2
Elu Ancalime the Didgeridoo Dwarf ~ Villager ~ Struck by Mod Fire from above on Day 2

~ The Living ~

Anguirel the Baritone Bird Catcher
Mithalwen the Elven Saggar Maker's Bottom Knocker
Saucepan Man the Orcish Scarecrow
Mormegil the Elven Idleman
Valier the Dwarven Millet Spray Picker
Nogrod the Dwarven Personal Fitness Instructor
Kath the Rainbow Catcher
Cailín the Bird-portraitist
Roa Aoife the Batwoman
Glirdan the Entish Tree Herder
Lote22 the Elven Igloo Maker
Lalaith the Halfling Chubb Fuddler
JennyHallu the Halfling Mountaintop Guru
Sleepy Ranger the Exiled Jedi Master

04-27-2006, 09:05 PM	#303
Diamond18 Eidolon of a Took Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: my own private fantasy world Posts: 3,460	End of Day 2 The Kum-Bah-Yah-ing of the morning was misleading indeed, as the second day saw the village descend into madness. The Moddess Goddess watched from her airy cloud throne in the sky and was amused by it all, verily. By the close, the young Ent Glirdan’s accusation of Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant stuck, and the spider loving orcish astronaut was slated for death. Glirdan, Roa, Nogrod, and Saucepan Orc seized the less-than-comely maiden and pinned her to the ground, though she thrashed and her skin was slimy, making it hard to get a really good handhold on her. However since Nogrod worked out, he was pretty buff, and was able to overpower their quarry. “Let’s see how much you like spiders now,” snickered Valier, approaching with a jar of Spawn’s favorite pet spiders in her hand. Mormegil and Jenny watched approvingly but did nothing, as Morm was too idle an elf to sully his hands thus, and Jenny was, of course, not really there. “What are you doing with my pretties?” Spawn gasped, but her question was soon answered as Valier dumped the contents of the jar into her gasping mouth. Down her gullet tumbled the arachnids, and she choked and gagged on them, their fuzzy little thorax’s muting her screams. The villagers watched in disgust, then horror, as the orc’s body changed. To tell the truth, aesthetically it was an improvement, as the feathers covered up her festering skin and the beak looked quite a bit better than her warty nose. But these villagers were a strange lot who lived in harmony with orcs and feared quacking waterfowl. No sooner had she sprouted wings than the Dancing Duck of Ungoliant breathed — or rather choked — her last. Simultaneously, the bystander Elu Ancalime was struck by a blinding flash of Mod Fire from above and burst into flames. His charred remains fell smoking to the ground and struck fear into the hearts of non-voters everywhere. ~~~~~~~~~ ~ The Dead ~ Diamond Took, the Halfling Poet ~ Villager ~ Pecked to death on Night 1 Nilpaurion Felagund the Elven Pigeon-Summoning Ninja ~ Wereduck ~ Waxed on, waxed off on Day 1 Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant the Spider Loving Orcish Astronaut ~ Wereduck ~ Stuffed full of spiders and choked to death on Day 2 Elu Ancalime the Didgeridoo Dwarf ~ Villager ~ Struck by Mod Fire from above on Day 2 ~ The Living ~ Anguirel the Baritone Bird Catcher Mithalwen the Elven Saggar Maker's Bottom Knocker Saucepan Man the Orcish Scarecrow Mormegil the Elven Idleman Valier the Dwarven Millet Spray Picker Nogrod the Dwarven Personal Fitness Instructor Kath the Rainbow Catcher Cailín the Bird-portraitist Roa Aoife the Batwoman Glirdan the Entish Tree Herder Lote22 the Elven Igloo Maker Lalaith the Halfling Chubb Fuddler JennyHallu the Halfling Mountaintop Guru Sleepy Ranger the Exiled Jedi Master __________________ All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression. Last edited by Diamond18; 04-27-2006 at 09:09 PM.