So to answer a few questions...
The only detail I chose personally was mormegil as a wolf. One of my suitemates requested Eomer as the second.
Like I said, coins were flipped between any ties.
You lot killed Eomer, and the nightly fun turned rather interesting (and I must admit, days got increasingly more amusing).
Littlemanpoet died by way of art history notes. Same suitemate (she was inextricably involved in this game) wrote names on the back of the index cards she was using to study. I chose a particularly cool series of statues from Greece, and voila.
Roa and Nogrod (I believe) died when I randomized villager names, numbered, them, and attacked Formendacil with "Hey Michael, pick me a number between one and X."
For plot ideas in the narration, we flipped butter at dinner. I hear you asking "doubleyoutief" at this point... I didn't have my wallet on me. I had just about no inspiration. My room mate (and my other suitemate, of course) found little butter packets that were easily flippable.
Initial options: time period (modern/vaguely gothic); location (village/castle/university campus/casino); wolves (yes/no)... you know, that sort of thing.
It was pure chance that landed us with the rules in general, Shakespeare, and deaths. I chose pretty much nothing personally, except, of course, what to write.
Saucie, you won through both prowess and chance: basically, you survived the village slaughter, and at night, you managed some beautiful luck. Your name only came up as an option the very last night when I tossed a coin between you and Mith. She got best two of three for death.
Bethberry: thanks for playing!
Anything I'm forgetting? Probably. It's still morning and my coffee isn't finished...