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Everlasting Whiteness
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Nogrod, you seem to have conveniently left off the possibility that you were an original or changed Duck! You say you want to look at every possibility, well to make sense of the kills I'd say that needs to be up there.
++NOGROD Looks most Duckish to me. EDIT: Cross-posted with SPM's vote.
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Corpus Cacophonous
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: A green and pleasant land
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So, Nogrod, are you the Duck ...?
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Corpus Cacophonous
Join Date: Jan 2003
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... because you don't look at all Duckish to me, and I would hate to think that I have made a mistake.
*Honk! Honk!* er … I mean *Quack! Quack!*
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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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Quote:
And I said all of us should be looked, if the changed one is among us. Sad to say, but the duck won... I kind of remember saying in the morning, that you shouldn't be hasty with your votes, as two votes are enough: and as you see, the first vote given will be immediately followed by a similar vote... sealing the duck victory. But anyhow. This was fun, as long as it lasted.
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Eidolon of a Took
Join Date: Sep 2002
Location: my own private fantasy world
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Er, I don't have Noggie's death written, so you'll have to wait half an hour or so. But he's doomed so you can consider this the Not-Deadline.
Edit: those still alive can continue to talk, however.
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Everlasting Whiteness
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So upon Nogrod's death the Duck will have won?
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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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Without the nightingale, yes.
And as Diamond was coming in already, we seem to not have that little bird anymore... S/he could have saved the game, though... saving the other one (50-50 chance). And then the duck to the gallows tomorrow. But as I said. This was a lots of fun - although I consider this last one as part foolishness - and part cunningness of the duck. EDIT: Surely it is Diamond's decision, when the game ends.
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Eidolon of a Took
Join Date: Sep 2002
Location: my own private fantasy world
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The villagers turned on Nogrod swiftly, and before he knew what hit him, he was knocked on the head and tied up. When he came to he found Saucepan Orc and Kath busy digging a hole.
“What are you doing?” he asked. “I’m not the Duck!” “Maybe you became the Duck,” said Saucepan Orc. “We’re going to put you in this hole and then beat you with dumbbells until your ancestral memory of being a Duck returns.” “Then we’re going to kill you,” said Kath cheerfully. With that, they hoisted him up and plopped him in the hole. Then the beat him savagely with dumbbells and various sundry fitness equipment, verbally abusing him all the while, until his ancestral memory returned and he exclaimed weakly, “Friend! The password is ‘friend’!” “That’s nice,” said his attackers, and Kath leveled a stunning death blow to his noggin. “I have a bad feeling about this,” said Not-Cailín as he watched the body of Nogrod not-transform. Kath smiled devilishly. “Funny, I feel quite good,” and she morphed into a large, fearsome duck with a gleaming bill and nasty, beady little eyes. “You can’t take two of us!” exclaimed Not-Cailín, and turned to Saucepan Orc for support. To his horror, he saw not Saucepan Orc, but a large, smug looking Goose. “Honk,” said Saucepan Goose. Kath waddled up to Not-Cailín and quacked, “Now listen, you’re going to paint us a portrait, got that? And if you make it a nice one, maybe, just maybe, I’ll let you live. You would like that, wouldn’t you, little human?” “Y-yes,” gulped Not-Cailín, and quickly assembled his painting supplies. He then worked as if his life depended on it... which it sort of did... and painted the most stunning and beautiful portrait that has ever been painted of a Goose and a Wereduck. Quath and Saucepan Goose looked at it, and were well pleased. Not-Cailín breathed a sigh of relief. This was, tragically, his last breath of life, for Quath immediately dunked his head into a bucket of magenta paint and held him under until he expired. She turned to Saucepan Goose. “My lady,” he honked, “I am at your service. Let me always be by your side! I am nothing more than a humble goose, not a noble Wereduck such as yourself. But if you say ‘no’ or kill me, my goosey heart shall break, for I would do anything for your duckishly delightful self!” “Well aren’t you just the cutest goose that ever lived,” she quacked, tweaking his bill. And then they waddled off into the sunset together, heading in the direction of Wereduck pond. And this is what the Wereduck poets have written about their story: Saucepan said to the Duck, “You elegant fowl! How charmingly sweet you sing! O let us be married! too long have we tarried; But what shall we do for a ring?” (Non rhyming narrator interlude: well they now own the whole village, so finding a ring shouldn’t be hard, and anyway where do a Duck and Goose wear rings anyway? Don’t trouble yourself with such details, it ruins the poem.) They dined on villagers, and slices of quince Which they ate with a rucible spoon; And wing in wing, on the edge of the pond They danced by the light of the moon The moon The moon, They danced by the light of the moon! ~~~~~~~~~ ~ 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 Lalaith the Halfling Chubb Fuddler ~ Nightingale ~ Boiled, mashed, and cooked in a stew on Night 3 Roa Aoife the Batwoman ~ Villager ~ Not dead, but rejoined her regiment on Day 3 Sleepy Ranger the Exiled Jedi Master ~ Villager ~ Not dead, but departed with a droid on Day 3 JennyHallu the Halfling Mountaintop Guru ~ Wereduck ~ Pitchforked to death on Day 3 Anguirel the Baritone Bird Catcher ~ Hawk ~ Gunned down with an M16 on Night 4 Glirdan the Entish Tree Herder ~ Owl ~ Consumed by flames from the Hawk’s cigarette lighter on Night 4 Lote22 the Elven Igloo Maker ~ Villager ~ Encased in a block of ice on Day 4 Mithalwen the Elven Saggar Maker's Bottom Knocker ~ Owl ~ Melted down and made into pottery glaze on Night 5 Mormegil the Elven Idleman ~ Villager ~ Worked to death on Day 5 Valier the Dwarven Millet Spray Picker ~ Villager ~ Sucked dry by giant vampire mosquitoes from the black swamp on Night 6 Nogrod the Dwarven Personal Fitness Instructor ~ Villager ~ Beaten to death with dumbbells and various sundry fitness equipment on Day 6 Cailín the Bird-portraitist ~ Villager ~ Drowned in a bucket of magenta paint on Day 6 ~ The Living ~ Saucepan Man the Orcish Scarecrow ~ Goose Kath the Rainbow Catcher ~ Wereduck Result: Duck/Goose victory
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Everlasting Whiteness
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Sauce you are an absolute gem! For the longest time I couldn't work out why on earth you were supporting me. Cheers for that, I couldn't have made it without you!
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The Pearl, The Lily Maid
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Well...at least I was right about Glirdan being a true Owl.
And two true owls has got to be the secret. Oh, and I was the transformed Duck. Quack! I was so frustrated!! I was thought suspicious only for things I said when I was innocent and for being right about Glirdan not being a Goose! Saucie, I have got to believe you thought me innocent, since you got me killed. But...I forgive you, because this is the first time being on the evil side has been a winning situation for me. I really would love to be innocent for once...all the way through...my reputation is horrible.
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Feb 2004
Location: Someday, I'll rule all of it.
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*watches game*
*yells at screen* Yay, Glirdan! *laughs maniacally at Ang* They were both Owls. *yells* "Noooooo, Suacie is the Goose! Don't trust him! Look at his blatant mis-direction! Argh! *yells some more* No! Vote Kath quickly! *sigh* That's it. The game is over. And in the end, while I had very good reasons for dropping out, I still wish I had been able to play. Good game all.
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Eidolon of a Took
Join Date: Sep 2002
Location: my own private fantasy world
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Congratulations to Kath and Saucey for a game well played. It was rather stunning how Kath (with help from her loyal Goose) managed to come back from the brink of defeat day after day and finally win. I will be giving out awards and comments to everyone in a bit, but you'll have to wait for that....
In the meantime, here are some trivial facts: Both Glirdan and Mithalwen were Owls. Jenny was the cursed villager changed into a Duck. The "secret" was that both sides had a secret agent, one extra Owl for the villagers and one extra Duck for the Wereducks. Lalaith was the Nightingale. And here is the behind-the-scenes activity for the game: Anguirel's picks d1 - Cailín n2 - mormegil d2 - Spawn n3 - Valier d3 - Jenny n4 - Glirdan Lalaith's picks n2 - Anguirel n3 - Glirdan Glirdan's picks n1 - Spawn n2 - SpM n4 - Mithalwen Mithalwen's picks n1 - Nogrod n2 - SpM n3 - Anguirel n4 - Valier Wereducks' picks: n2 - JennyHallu n3 - Lalaith n4 - Anguirel n5 - Mithalwen n6 - Valier
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Twisted Taleswapper
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: somewhere between sanity and insanity
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AAAHHHH I knew it! Just knew it! Kath you devil! and SPM I had no idea you were the Goose! Well played!
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Everlasting Whiteness
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Wow, so Nogrod was right. And Glirdan really didn't dream Night 3. Who knew so many people were actually telling the truth!
Diamond, thanks for such a great game Impressive record-keeping skills there too.
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