WW LXXXVIII: What Lies in the Dark (Game Thread) - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Nogrod · 05-09-2011, 02:52 PM

I mean Sam is not allowed to say "I protected X".

Nogrod · 05-09-2011, 02:57 PM

Boro referred to both wilwa and Fea as beautiful ladies. Right. SO the Doc made them clear. Okay.

Sally. Too little time to PM. Can I speculate who Sam is?

the phantom · 05-09-2011, 02:59 PM

Anyway, time to vote.

the phantom · 05-09-2011, 03:00 PM

I would vote Nerwen, but I'm willing to go Inzil I suppose if necessary.

Feanor of the Peredhil · 05-09-2011, 03:00 PM

++Nog

Because I don't want to create an irrevocable bandwagon, have to vote, and not sure if I can self vote. Ie: NOT because I have suspicions either way of him.

satansaloser2005 · 05-09-2011, 03:00 PM

Technically you can speculate all you like. Just don't get the whole village involved in "If you were X, who would you pick?" and the like.

Nogrod · 05-09-2011, 03:00 PM

THe Frenzy...

++ Lhuna

Nogrod · 05-09-2011, 03:02 PM

Why do we end like this every Day? Really?

Couldn't we discuss things earlier?

the phantom · 05-09-2011, 03:01 PM

++Inzil

EDIT: vote is late because of forum not allowing me to post within 30 seconds of previous post

satansaloser2005 · 05-09-2011, 03:04 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by the phantom

++Inzil
EDIT: vote is late because of forum not allowing me to post within 30 seconds of previous post

I feel your pain. Silly posting delay. Don't worry about it.

satansaloser2005 · 05-09-2011, 03:07 PM

Lottie and Dun backed away from the rest of the group, their hands joined as they tried to avoid the accusations being hurled at them.

“You did it!” someone cried. “It was her! Send her!”

“I didn’t do anything,” Lottie persisted, and squeezed Dun’s hand. “Tell them!”

Inziladun considered it for a moment, turning to see the dim figure of the woman holding his hand. Then he shook his head, tightening his grip on her and pulling her toward the voices. “It was her!” he shouted suddenly. “It was her, I heard it. She’s making bargains with that....thing.”

“No!” Lottie struggled for a moment then shoved her body into Dun’s, the unexpected force making him release her hand. She ran a few feet away then cleared her throat, making her voice as low as possible. “It was him, the one making accusations! Send him off, and our troubles will be over!”

Dun tried to silence her but he couldn’t find her, so he felt along the wall, trying to make out the position of her voice. However, the next words made him stop in his tracks.

“Let’s just send them both. Perhaps it will satiate her appetite, and she’ll not attack anyone tonight.”

“Whose bright idea was that?” a new (and strangely commanding) voice demanded.

Phantom, for once, was silent.

“Take her!” Dun shouted. “It’s not me you want! Take the girl!”

“If you try to take me I’ll sing!”

“Lies! We’ve never heard singing in here!”

Lottie huffed. “Because I didn’t have a good reason.” She felt Dun’s hand on her shoulder, gripping her arm tightly and pulling her toward the crack in the wall. “Take him,” she told the others. “We’ll be safe if he’s gone. Please,” she sobbed, “don’t take me....”

“It’s too late for you,” Dun hissed. He heard someone else shout for him to go as well, but their voice was quickly silenced by the strange one he had heard a moment ago. As they reached the entrance to Shelob’s lair there was a sharp gust of wind and they both fell back just in time to see a blue box materialize before them.

“What the-”

Out stepped Boro, the light coming from his box revealing a bow tie and spiky hair. He started toward Dun and Lottie but suddenly tripped on the large scarf hanging from his neck. “Arms, legs, neck, head, nose....I’m fine,” he assured them as he righted himself, dusting off his striped trousers. “And what’s going on here? I’m sorry I had to take off, but....duty calls, you know.”

“Take us out of here!” several of the others cried. “Help us escape!”

“Can’t,” he replied reluctantly. “I’m a part of events now. I have to leave you here.”

“Excuse me,” Lottie said softly, stepping closer to Boro and his box, “but what is....”

“Yes, go on, spit it out. I can’t stay long.”

Dun joined her at his side, his eyes wide. “What in the name of sanity have you got on your head?”

“Oh,” Boro replied simply, “that. It’s a clown mask.” He frowned. “Don’t ask. Just....don’t.”

“So why did you come back, if you’re not going to help us?”

“You were about to make a very stupid mistake. Erm....I think. You can’t send off two people at once. If you do, Shelob will overpower you even easier.”

“But one of them could be working for her!” someone shouted.

“Or both!” another joined in.

“Yes, but do you know for sure?” When no one could reply Boro snapped his fingers, the doors of his box closing and leaving them in darkness again. “No one is dying today,” he told them. “I have gone, and that’s enough for you to lose in one day. Be more careful. And besides,” he added sharply, “are you trying to fight Shelob or become like her?”

Lottie and Dun stood still for a moment, then they both slowly walked back toward the center of the tunnel, putting distance between them and Shelob’s lair.

“Goodie,” Boro said brightly. “Well, best be off. I’m late for an appointment with the quarterback of the-”

The doors to the box suddenly opened again, revealing laurab2333 standing impatiently inside. “Hurry up, will you?” she demanded. “Some of us have a rehearsal to get to.”

“All right, all right,” Boro sighed, I’m coming.” He joined laurab2333 in the box, snapped his fingers again, and as everyone stood waiting in the dark they heard a terrible wheezing, even the dim light from the box’s top dissipating.

“So,” Lottie and Dun said together, “what do we do now?”

Here
Lottie
Dun
Phantom
Wilwa
Nog
Nerwen
Shasta
Lhuna
Fea

Gone
Glirdan (ordo, lynched Day 1)
Nienna (ordo, withdrew Day 2)
Bom Tombadillo (ordo, lynched Day 2)
Boro (the Doctor, withdrew Day 3)

satansaloser2005 · 05-10-2011, 03:01 PM

Shelob retreated further into her cavern, listening closely to the whispering of the innocents through the small opening in the wall. She settled into her corner, reveling in the fear she detected in their voices. The tension was reaching an unexpected high, especially after the fiasco yesterday with the man who called himself a doctor. But they were few now, even if they hadn’t dismissed someone into her chambers to become a snack. All she had to do was wait.

“Ssssssssssssssss....”

Shelob could make out a small shape coming toward her, its eyes reflecting the glow coming from her. It approached, its smile wide and its pearly teeth glistening maliciously.

“Psssssst,” it said again.

“Not yet,” Shelob whispered soothingly. “Go back with the others. Your time will come.”

“But....”

“Back with the others,” Shelob repeated shrilly. “Go. I have work to do.”

“But what shall I do? I’m all alone.”

“Play with the others,” Shelob replied simply. She lowered one of her pincers and stroked her child’s cheek tenderly. “You’re not alone. You know that.”

The child nodded, grasping Shelob’s pincer tightly. “I won’t disappoint you,” it promised.

“I know you won’t. Now go on,” she insisted gently. “I will soon approach again, and this time not all of them will escape so easily. Remember what I’ve taught you, and we will succeed.”

With that the child turned back, its feet scuffing the floor as it scratched absently at the still fresh sting on its neck. It crawled back through crevice, keeping quiet as it rejoined the others in the darkness. It could almost make out faces now, its eyes more attuned to the dark, but it still was unable to tell if any of the others had also been recruited into Shelob’s brood.

Perhaps, if it only looked harder, it could- what was that?

There was a sharp scream, a quick burst of light immediately blocked out as a large shape thrust itself into the small entrance of their hideaway.

They tried to escape, but it was too late. In the split second that there had been light, they saw one of their comrades impaled, his face still shrouded in darkness as his body was pierced by the sharp stinger that had penetrated their sanctuary. He let out a wordless cry, his voice also unrecognizable as he slumped to the ground, dragging his wounded body further into the dark.

Toward the back of the group, someone felt his cheeks growing as hot as the weapon at his side. He had failed to protect his friend, and it was so dark he likely would not find him in time to reverse the effects of the poison now coursing through his friend’s body.

It was going to be a long day, and for one of the group, it would be his last.

Alive
Phantom
Dun
Nog
Fea
Lottie
Lhuna
Nerwen
Shasta
Wilwa

Dead
Glirdan (ordo, lynched Day 1)
Nienna (ordo, withdrew Day 2)
Bom (ordo, lynched Day 2)
Boro (the Doctor, withdrew Day 3)

the phantom · 05-10-2011, 03:09 PM

So Boro was Doc, eh? Yeah... figures. I'm just hoping he was a sting victim as well.

Anyway, I hear that Nog would prefer that we wait until 20 minutes before the deadline to discuss everything, so I'm shutting up now.

*waits for today's narration*

05-09-2011, 02:52 PM	#1
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	I mean Sam is not allowed to say "I protected X". __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...

05-09-2011, 02:57 PM	#2
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	Boro referred to both wilwa and Fea as beautiful ladies. Right. SO the Doc made them clear. Okay. Sally. Too little time to PM. Can I speculate who Sam is? __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...

05-09-2011, 02:59 PM	#3
the phantom Beloved Shadow Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: The Stadium Posts: 5,971	Anyway, time to vote. __________________ the phantom has posted. This thread is now important.

05-09-2011, 03:00 PM	#4
the phantom Beloved Shadow Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: The Stadium Posts: 5,971	I would vote Nerwen, but I'm willing to go Inzil I suppose if necessary. __________________ the phantom has posted. This thread is now important.

05-09-2011, 03:00 PM	#5
Feanor of the Peredhil La Belle Dame sans Merci Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: perpetual uncertainty Posts: 5,517	++Nog Because I don't want to create an irrevocable bandwagon, have to vote, and not sure if I can self vote. Ie: NOT because I have suspicions either way of him. __________________ peace

05-09-2011, 03:00 PM	#6
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	Technically you can speculate all you like. Just don't get the whole village involved in "If you were X, who would you pick?" and the like. __________________ "My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.

05-09-2011, 03:00 PM	#7
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	THe Frenzy... ++ Lhuna __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...

05-09-2011, 03:02 PM	#8
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	Why do we end like this every Day? Really? Couldn't we discuss things earlier? __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...

05-09-2011, 03:01 PM	#9
the phantom Beloved Shadow Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: The Stadium Posts: 5,971	++Inzil EDIT: vote is late because of forum not allowing me to post within 30 seconds of previous post __________________ the phantom has posted. This thread is now important.

05-09-2011, 03:07 PM	#11
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	Lottie and Dun backed away from the rest of the group, their hands joined as they tried to avoid the accusations being hurled at them. “You did it!” someone cried. “It was her! Send her!” “I didn’t do anything,” Lottie persisted, and squeezed Dun’s hand. “Tell them!” Inziladun considered it for a moment, turning to see the dim figure of the woman holding his hand. Then he shook his head, tightening his grip on her and pulling her toward the voices. “It was her!” he shouted suddenly. “It was her, I heard it. She’s making bargains with that....thing.” “No!” Lottie struggled for a moment then shoved her body into Dun’s, the unexpected force making him release her hand. She ran a few feet away then cleared her throat, making her voice as low as possible. “It was him, the one making accusations! Send him off, and our troubles will be over!” Dun tried to silence her but he couldn’t find her, so he felt along the wall, trying to make out the position of her voice. However, the next words made him stop in his tracks. “Let’s just send them both. Perhaps it will satiate her appetite, and she’ll not attack anyone tonight.” “Whose bright idea was that?” a new (and strangely commanding) voice demanded. Phantom, for once, was silent. “Take her!” Dun shouted. “It’s not me you want! Take the girl!” “If you try to take me I’ll sing!” “Lies! We’ve never heard singing in here!” Lottie huffed. “Because I didn’t have a good reason.” She felt Dun’s hand on her shoulder, gripping her arm tightly and pulling her toward the crack in the wall. “Take him,” she told the others. “We’ll be safe if he’s gone. Please,” she sobbed, “don’t take me....” “It’s too late for you,” Dun hissed. He heard someone else shout for him to go as well, but their voice was quickly silenced by the strange one he had heard a moment ago. As they reached the entrance to Shelob’s lair there was a sharp gust of wind and they both fell back just in time to see a blue box materialize before them. “What the-” Out stepped Boro, the light coming from his box revealing a bow tie and spiky hair. He started toward Dun and Lottie but suddenly tripped on the large scarf hanging from his neck. “Arms, legs, neck, head, nose....I’m fine,” he assured them as he righted himself, dusting off his striped trousers. “And what’s going on here? I’m sorry I had to take off, but....duty calls, you know.” “Take us out of here!” several of the others cried. “Help us escape!” “Can’t,” he replied reluctantly. “I’m a part of events now. I have to leave you here.” “Excuse me,” Lottie said softly, stepping closer to Boro and his box, “but what is....” “Yes, go on, spit it out. I can’t stay long.” Dun joined her at his side, his eyes wide. “What in the name of sanity have you got on your head?” “Oh,” Boro replied simply, “that. It’s a clown mask.” He frowned. “Don’t ask. Just....don’t.” “So why did you come back, if you’re not going to help us?” “You were about to make a very stupid mistake. Erm....I think. You can’t send off two people at once. If you do, Shelob will overpower you even easier.” “But one of them could be working for her!” someone shouted. “Or both!” another joined in. “Yes, but do you know for sure?” When no one could reply Boro snapped his fingers, the doors of his box closing and leaving them in darkness again. “No one is dying today,” he told them. “I have gone, and that’s enough for you to lose in one day. Be more careful. And besides,” he added sharply, “are you trying to fight Shelob or become like her?” Lottie and Dun stood still for a moment, then they both slowly walked back toward the center of the tunnel, putting distance between them and Shelob’s lair. “Goodie,” Boro said brightly. “Well, best be off. I’m late for an appointment with the quarterback of the-” The doors to the box suddenly opened again, revealing laurab2333 standing impatiently inside. “Hurry up, will you?” she demanded. “Some of us have a rehearsal to get to.” “All right, all right,” Boro sighed, I’m coming.” He joined laurab2333 in the box, snapped his fingers again, and as everyone stood waiting in the dark they heard a terrible wheezing, even the dim light from the box’s top dissipating. “So,” Lottie and Dun said together, “what do we do now?” Here Lottie Dun Phantom Wilwa Nog Nerwen Shasta Lhuna Fea Gone Glirdan (ordo, lynched Day 1) Nienna (ordo, withdrew Day 2) Bom Tombadillo (ordo, lynched Day 2) Boro (the Doctor, withdrew Day 3) __________________ "My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm. Last edited by satansaloser2005; 05-11-2011 at 07:56 AM.

05-10-2011, 03:01 PM	#12
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	Shelob retreated further into her cavern, listening closely to the whispering of the innocents through the small opening in the wall. She settled into her corner, reveling in the fear she detected in their voices. The tension was reaching an unexpected high, especially after the fiasco yesterday with the man who called himself a doctor. But they were few now, even if they hadn’t dismissed someone into her chambers to become a snack. All she had to do was wait. “Ssssssssssssssss....” Shelob could make out a small shape coming toward her, its eyes reflecting the glow coming from her. It approached, its smile wide and its pearly teeth glistening maliciously. “Psssssst,” it said again. “Not yet,” Shelob whispered soothingly. “Go back with the others. Your time will come.” “But....” “Back with the others,” Shelob repeated shrilly. “Go. I have work to do.” “But what shall I do? I’m all alone.” “Play with the others,” Shelob replied simply. She lowered one of her pincers and stroked her child’s cheek tenderly. “You’re not alone. You know that.” The child nodded, grasping Shelob’s pincer tightly. “I won’t disappoint you,” it promised. “I know you won’t. Now go on,” she insisted gently. “I will soon approach again, and this time not all of them will escape so easily. Remember what I’ve taught you, and we will succeed.” With that the child turned back, its feet scuffing the floor as it scratched absently at the still fresh sting on its neck. It crawled back through crevice, keeping quiet as it rejoined the others in the darkness. It could almost make out faces now, its eyes more attuned to the dark, but it still was unable to tell if any of the others had also been recruited into Shelob’s brood. Perhaps, if it only looked harder, it could- what was that? There was a sharp scream, a quick burst of light immediately blocked out as a large shape thrust itself into the small entrance of their hideaway. They tried to escape, but it was too late. In the split second that there had been light, they saw one of their comrades impaled, his face still shrouded in darkness as his body was pierced by the sharp stinger that had penetrated their sanctuary. He let out a wordless cry, his voice also unrecognizable as he slumped to the ground, dragging his wounded body further into the dark. Toward the back of the group, someone felt his cheeks growing as hot as the weapon at his side. He had failed to protect his friend, and it was so dark he likely would not find him in time to reverse the effects of the poison now coursing through his friend’s body. It was going to be a long day, and for one of the group, it would be his last. Alive Phantom Dun Nog Fea Lottie Lhuna Nerwen Shasta Wilwa Dead Glirdan (ordo, lynched Day 1) Nienna (ordo, withdrew Day 2) Bom (ordo, lynched Day 2) Boro (the Doctor, withdrew Day 3) __________________ "My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm. Last edited by satansaloser2005; 05-10-2011 at 03:25 PM.

05-10-2011, 03:09 PM	#13
the phantom Beloved Shadow Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: The Stadium Posts: 5,971	So Boro was Doc, eh? Yeah... figures. I'm just hoping he was a sting victim as well. Anyway, I hear that Nog would prefer that we wait until 20 minutes before the deadline to discuss everything, so I'm shutting up now. waits for today's narration __________________ the phantom has posted. This thread is now important.

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