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Oddwen · 08-18-2005, 06:14 AM

The votes crept in, and silently put a "lynch me!" sign on the back of none other than Gil-Galad, that resident gravekeeper, town cryer, and garrisoned soldier.

"Year ye, hear ye, I am about to be lynched!" he cried as they took hold of him. "Who will dig my grave?"

"Oh, I don't think you'll need one," they said. "As we're going to burn you at the stake, and there'll be nothing left of your body when we're done."

"Correct me if I'm wrong but is that a CHALLENNNNNGE?? Double doooooooooooooooooce!"

And as he brought his red glov'd hands to bear, his friendly face through his red parka morphed! A snout began to grow from whence sprung his nose, a tail sprung from his hinder parts, and he snarled fiercely. Then he began to caper about strangely. "You thought I was the Cobbler! That is so dumb! That sounds like it is soooo dumb!"

They took ahold of him and struggled him to the remains of the Ugly Duckling, and tied him to the pole that LMP used to dance with when he was drunk.

Gil struggled and glared and howled at the throng, but paused when Saucie brought a lantern.

"Hey Sauciepan Man, whaaaaat are you doing?"

Saucie said naught, but threw the lantern onto the alcohol-soaked wood.

"Jibblie jibblie jibblie!" shuddered Gil as the lantern cascaded towards the wood, and immediately burst into a fireball visible from eighty leagues away. Indeed, far away Rohan was summoned to Gondor before they realized their mistake.

When the Villagers raised themselves from the ground, all that was left of the scene was a huge pile of ash and a twisted metal pole.

"Now that," said the Villagers coughing and spluttering, "Is a jorb well done."

"Hey!" cried one digging at the ashes of the fire. "This isn't dirt! I-it's pudding!"

"YAY!!"

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Living:
Arcticstorm
Boromir88
Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant
Durelin
Gurthang
Laitaine
Lalaith
littlemanpoet
Meneltarmacil
Nonnacedak
SamwiseGamgee
The Saucepan Man
Wilwa

Dead:

Oddwen (Mod) - Skeletonized by Wolves on NIGHT 1
Mithalwen (Werewolf) - Cheesily lynched on DAY 1
Alcarillo (Villager) - Smashed to bits on NIGHT 2
Mormegil (Villager) - Blown away on NIGHT 2
CaptainofDespair (Ranger) - Innocent blood rejected by nature, received by men on DAY 2
Encaitare (Villager) - Thrown off a cliff by a Bear on NIGHT 3
Firefoot (Sherriff) - Killed by clowns on NIGHT 3

Gil-Galad (Werewolf) - Lynch'ed!! on DAY 3

It is now NIGHT 4. DAY 4 will begin in 23 3/4 hours.
I need names from the Bear, Seer, Wolf, and Hunter.

08-18-2005, 06:14 AM	#11
Oddwen Drummer in the Deep Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Next Sunday A.D. Posts: 2,145	Lynch'd! The votes crept in, and silently put a "lynch me!" sign on the back of none other than Gil-Galad, that resident gravekeeper, town cryer, and garrisoned soldier. "Year ye, hear ye, I am about to be lynched!" he cried as they took hold of him. "Who will dig my grave?" "Oh, I don't think you'll need one," they said. "As we're going to burn you at the stake, and there'll be nothing left of your body when we're done." "Correct me if I'm wrong but is that a CHALLENNNNNGE?? Double doooooooooooooooooce!" And as he brought his red glov'd hands to bear, his friendly face through his red parka morphed! A snout began to grow from whence sprung his nose, a tail sprung from his hinder parts, and he snarled fiercely. Then he began to caper about strangely. "You thought I was the Cobbler! That is so dumb! That sounds like it is soooo dumb!" They took ahold of him and struggled him to the remains of the Ugly Duckling, and tied him to the pole that LMP used to dance with when he was drunk. Gil struggled and glared and howled at the throng, but paused when Saucie brought a lantern. "Hey Sauciepan Man, whaaaaat are you doing?" Saucie said naught, but threw the lantern onto the alcohol-soaked wood. "Jibblie jibblie jibblie!" shuddered Gil as the lantern cascaded towards the wood, and immediately burst into a fireball visible from eighty leagues away. Indeed, far away Rohan was summoned to Gondor before they realized their mistake. When the Villagers raised themselves from the ground, all that was left of the scene was a huge pile of ash and a twisted metal pole. "Now that," said the Villagers coughing and spluttering, "Is a jorb well done." "Hey!" cried one digging at the ashes of the fire. "This isn't dirt! I-it's pudding!" "YAY!!" --------------------- Living: Arcticstorm Boromir88 Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant Durelin Gurthang Laitaine Lalaith littlemanpoet Meneltarmacil Nonnacedak SamwiseGamgee The Saucepan Man Wilwa Dead: Oddwen (Mod) - Skeletonized by Wolves on NIGHT 1 Mithalwen (Werewolf) - Cheesily lynched on DAY 1 Alcarillo (Villager) - Smashed to bits on NIGHT 2 Mormegil (Villager) - Blown away on NIGHT 2 CaptainofDespair (Ranger) - Innocent blood rejected by nature, received by men on DAY 2 Encaitare (Villager) - Thrown off a cliff by a Bear on NIGHT 3 Firefoot (Sherriff) - Killed by clowns on NIGHT 3 Gil-Galad (Werewolf) - Lynch'ed!! on DAY 3 It is now NIGHT 4. DAY 4 will begin in 23 3/4 hours. I need names from the Bear, Seer, Wolf, and Hunter. __________________ But all the while I sit and think of times there were before I listen for returning feet and voices at the door Last edited by Oddwen; 08-18-2005 at 06:18 AM. Reason: A bold statement