Werewolf VI (the saga continues in a rather continuous way)

[Holbytlass]

My final P.M. to Feanor:
the spite kill
okay, since this kill is for spite and won't affect the game, I went through all the ww games and found 2 people (still alive) that haven't had the pleasure of being hanged or killed, Lhuna and Orom.
I'm not going to kill Firefoot because werewolves don't keep promises!!
I decided on Orom because of her line, "Holby, you're finished". Now she is finished, too!! MUWAHAHA -Holby

That and also I had already been killed by a hunter and had never been hanged by the village.

I was trying to do things differently with strategy, too but what you don't know is that on the second day I had severe computer problems. My computer would freeze up after about 6 minutes and i would have to restart the whole thing! So my desperation actually was about that and trying to get enough meaningful posts in. And of course my over-exuberance in trying to get Eomer lynched, not Gil.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Lhuna: forever remorseful. I'd been away from home all weekend (yes, my social life was why I couldn't manage to be awake at 9:00 on the weekend) and then my ride came unexpectedly early. I figured I'd get home and clear out my inbox, but then my parents offered to drive me to buy my new camera. I wasn't about to say no, which, of course, is why I was unaware of your last request. But it didn't particularly make a difference because Silly Holby didn't pick you.

Mormegil: forever remorseful. Mith knows this story, but I lied to you. You weren't a villager... you weren't anything. I completely missed your name when sign ups were happening, and then when I chose roles, I forgot about you. I'd already sent out roles to everyone else, so you got gypped when it came to that. Like I said... forever remorseful. But I'll write a really great death for you. Just to make it up to you. Guys, you wouldn't believe the number of times I had to edit my posts because I forgot about him. I don't know how either, because I fell prey, much like Mith, to his charisma and almost told him too much several times. Slap my wrist now... bad mod.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

He was swiftly caught and bound to the stretching apparatus. Inch by inch, the villagers lengthened his small frame.

"This was not" he screamed in agony, "the way I had envisioned reaching six feet!"

Not very long after, every organ had ruptured, save his skin, leaving TGWBS a rather lumpy, but tall, corpse.

His spirit floated gently upward, caught on an unfelt breeze. The pearlescent shadow grimaced at his broken shell. "Nice job." he muttered rebelliously.

"Aren't you supposed to be dead?" cried a villager.

"Actually, I think I'm getting better." he replied, floating with supreme unconcern toward the body still bound to the frame.

"No you're not... you'll be stone dead in a moment." As soon as it was said, the last recognizable traits of TGWBS's spirit fell away from his body with a resounding thud.

"Well..." he said. "In that case." And floated away forever.

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The italics are what I crossed out after narrating Gil-Galad's death. This was written before I assigned roles, which is why there's no mention of being a Sherriff in there. It would have been tweaked a little before posting, but that was my initial idea for his death.

Had the wolves gotten him, instead of the village doing it, they would have discovered his body attached to the whatchamayapsit in the morning.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Firefoot was to be burned alive (of course, her feet would go first and be nicely wreathed in flame). The note I gave to Oromin was intially for Footie.

Lhuna, pre-role assignment, was to be attacked by a rabid raccoon. This was inspired by what I had planned to do to Kuruharan if he'd played. Kuru would have been attacked by rabid ferrits.

LMP was scheduled to go down in a "haze of gory" as per request from a while ago.

blood washed the walls like some new-aged red paint.

chunks of flesh decorated the mantle as well as the floor. If they hadn't known better, they'd assume that Trading Spaces had brought in Hilde for the job.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

"Oh excellent Lhuna, you're already here." said ___ to the slender and lovely frame leaning unconcernedly against a tree. "We went to your house, but all we found were a bunch of weapons and some dead animals with their heads displayed on your walls. Terribly odd decour, don't you think?"

Ignoring the pronounced lack of response, ___ continued to speak. "Oh good... here come more of us. Like I was saying, it's great to see you're okay. Bit quiter than usual though... And pale. Quite pale. Almost like a stuffed kill yourself!" ___ remarked with a laugh, slapping Lhuna jovially on the shoulder. Quite unexpectedly, Lhuna fell face forward onto the grass to reveal brutally torn clothes and long lines of scabbed over stitches down her bodily seams peeking out modestly from beneath. Immediately ____ suffered a massive cardiac episode and died.

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Of course, this would have been edited a bit, given whatever circumstances I felt needed to be included. I probably would have had the wolves show up at her house and then before showing anything happening, I'd continue on to morning, where her chosen prey would find the taxedermied body leaning against a tree and chat with it for awhile. This is, by far, my favorite death, even though it's still in it's rough stage, and I didn't get to use it.

[littlemanpoet]

I had meant to mention this earlier, but only remembered now. The term, "hung, drawn, and quartered", is borrowed from butchery. The 'hung' and 'quartered' part are obvious. What isn't so obvious, and Feanor must not have realized (i.e., goofed), is that "drawn" refers to the intestinal organs being "drawn" from the carcasse's middle. Thus, in "Braveheart", when William was being "drawn and quartered", which they couldn't show even on an R rated movie, all they could show was William wheezing "freedom!" without being able to support it with breath, because all his supportive innards had been removed. Otherwise, I think you got everything spot on, Fea.

[Kath]

And Kath is even unluckier than I am in Werewolf games - Fact. I wish you well in the future, lass!

Thank you Eomer!

I loved TGWBS's death then Fea, granting his greatest wish in death.

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

Nice post Saurreg. By the way, if I had to pick a best player it would be you. The wolvery was just so difficult in this game.

I am happy to know that it was the wolves who killed me. Holby I figured out during that madcap half-hour before death. I'm just glad the villagers picked up on it. Well played; it was calculating and professional.

And Kath is even unluckier than I am in Werewolf games - Fact. I wish you well in the future, lass!

Fea, you already know what I think.