Tol-in-Gaurhoth XVIII: The Play’s The Thing…

[Shelob]

poor Shelob heard my rants and of course didn't reply

^Morm

That wouldn't have been the "I've had this horrible feeling that SpM and Aiwendil are wolves." Night would it? Because that was probably the most amazing thing all game...and if it was how exactly would you expect me to reply, "Interesting thought that, go with it"? As for the PM after that I think I was too busy to respond...or maybe I was laughing too hard, whichever.


Anyway, thanks all. That was more fun than playing in a game...and significantly less detrimental on my schoolwork...

[mormegil]

Originally Posted by Shelob

^Morm

That wouldn't have been the "I've had this horrible feeling that SpM and Aiwendil are wolves." Night would it? Because that was probably the most amazing thing all game...and if it was how exactly would you expect me to reply, "Interesting thought that, go with it"? As for the PM after that I think I was too busy to respond...or maybe I was laughing too hard, whichever.


Anyway, thanks all. That was more fun than playing in a game...and significantly less detrimental on my schoolwork...

I didn't actually expect a reply but I needed Boromir around. And yes it was that night that I had "an awful sinking feeling that both Awiendil and SpM are wolves". It's so frustrating to look back on things like that and know that you had it correct at a time but failed to pursue it. Aiwendil was good at convincing me of his innocence. I TOOK THE BAIT!!!!

[Glirdan]

See!! See!!! Told you I was innocent!! Ha!!

SpM, you really duped me!! I could have sworn Farael was the Wolf, but then, it hit me when you said the "juicy, tender flesh" bit. Either way, you won and you knew it!! You kiniving little....GRRRR!!!

I'm sorry Farael. Let's call it even. How about we go with morm to properly lynch SpM??

Awsome writing Shelob. Loved it. May I ask how brutally mudrdered I was???

[Shelob]

May I ask how brutally mudrdered I was?

Well the Play I stole that scene from (everything from the "look not so fierce") Christopher Marlow's Doctor Faustus ...in which the three scholars who come to visit Faustus (three villagers) find Faustus' limbs scattered across the stage...here I just said "inhabitants", rather than "limbs" ...but arguable you were torn to pieces...