Day 2
The second day was almost as messy as the first. Accusations were flung left and right. It seemed there weren’t any BDers that were not under scrutiny.
Formendacil complained that no wolf kill made it even more difficult for analyzing, while Sally retorted, “How could you?! Give the ranger some credit, for gosh sake!”
Finally two lynching candidates were brought forward: Eönwë and The Elf-Warrior.
“Alright, so everyone has to vote for either Eönwë or Elf-Warrior,” Rikae announced.
“Wait,” Boromir interjected. “Why should we only have two candidates? Can’t we start a third bandwagon against Nerwen?”
“No,” Nerwen quickly replied.
“Okay fine,” Boromir grumbled.
“Let’s vote already,” stated Nilpaurion. “Raise your hand if you want to lynch Eönwë.” Four raised their hands. “Okay…and raise your hand if you want to kill Elf-Warrior.” Nine raised their hands.
“Hold on…not everyone voted,” Shasta noticed. “Who do you want to lynch, Kitanna and Nogrod?”
“Aganzir,” said Kitanna.
“Kitanna,” said Nogod.
“Well you two didn’t vote for the finalists, so I say they don’t count!” commented Aganzir. “What about you, Kath?”
Kath hesitated. “Umm….I’d rather not vote?”
“That leaves only one non-voter,” observed Sally. “Where’s Durelin?” But Durelin had never emerged from her tent. The BDers could still hear her snoring, rather loudly.
“No matter,” Eönwë said. “Elf-Warrior still got more than twice the amount of votes than me. I say we kill him now!”
“But wait…” Ka spoke up. “Remember our mistake yesterday? What if Elf-Warrior is not a hacker?”
“I have an idea,” said Mithalwen. “Let’s tie him up and dump him in the lake. And if he floats…well then, that must mean he’s a hacker and we can kill him.”
“Yeah,” agreed Formendacil. “That does make sense.”
The other BDers had to agree that Mithalwen’s idea was quite a logical one. So they tied Elf-Warrior up and carried him to the docks of the lake where they dropped him. The Elf-Warrior fell with a big splash, then disappeared. The BDers waited 1…2…3 minutes. After a full five minutes, the Elf-Warrior still had not emerged.
“Well, I guess he wasn’t a hacker after all,” spoke Eomer.
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The Living:
Nilpaurion Felagund~Ainulindalë Addict
Kitanna~the self-righteous know-it-all
Aganzir~non-anonymous neg-repper
Shastanis Althreduin~chatspeak translator
Nerwen~rabid fangirl
Boromir88~the one upper
Kath~artiste
Rikae~the person who tries to fake knowledge of the books and fails miserably
Durelin~Unreliable RPG Addict
Eomer of the Rohirrim~easily-offended trendy
Nogrod~the wanna-be moderator
satansaloser2005~a fan of everything but Tolkien
THE Ka~Artful Dodger
Eönwë~conspiracy theorist
Formendacil~Tolkien Canonist
Mithalwen~therapist
The Dead:
The Barrow-Wight~took up permanent residence in a barrow (mod)
The Sixth Wizard~ grammar Nazi~strung up in a tree (ordo)
McCaber~ does it 4 teh lulz~made the narration much more amusing than it originally was (ordo)
The Elf-Warrior~nitpicker~didn’t know how to float (ordo)
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Night 3 has begun.
Hackers may PM and choose a kill. Gifteds, send me your choices.
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