WWLVIII: Escape From Angband (or Behavioral Modification) - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

satansaloser2005 · 03-20-2009, 09:03 PM

Lommie is dead. She was a wolf. Narration to follow.

EDIT: Nerwen, yesterDay you had unexpected obligations so I'll give you some grace, but don't forget to vote again, okay? Thanks!

EDIT #2: Gifteds and assorted others, please wait a few minutes to send picks. I need to clean out my inbox. Thanks again!

Nerwen · 03-20-2009, 09:12 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by satansaloser2005

EDIT: Nerwen, yesterDay you had unexpected obligations so I'll give you some grace, but don't forget to vote again, okay? Thanks!

I didn't forget, my vote didn't register till after the deadline.

satansaloser2005 · 03-20-2009, 09:29 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nerwen

I didn't forget, my vote didn't register till after the deadline.

You know what I mean. Basically don't not vote again and all will be shiny.

Hush now children, Sally's got a narration to do. Have a nice Night!

satansaloser2005 · 03-21-2009, 11:36 AM

Yeah, yeah, I know. I suck at life. Just read the dang thing.

Day Two

“Gwath, tell everyone that you're my voice. Catch the nasty were-creatures that did this to Mira and I,” Shasta said as he died, shoving all his stuff at Durie as his eyes slid closed.

Gwath and Durie blinked, staring at Shasta's dead body then at each other.

“So what does that mean?” Durie asked. “You're his friend and I'm a piece of aluminum wrapping?”

Gwath shrugged, secretly empowered with not only his voting power but Shasta's as well.*

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Once the Shasta Shakespeare Show was over it was much easier for the villagers to concentrate on the task at hand: expelling a were-duck from their numbers.

Everyone was chattering, trying to decide who the villains could be, when suddenly Mith broke through the crowd and burst into loud (but very short) song.

“Everything is Lommie's fault toDay, Queen Mithalwen has decided that way. Everything that happens is Lommie's fault. Queen Mithalwen is also in Phantom's harem....erm, cult.”

Not long after she voted for young Lommie and walked away to think about who else to blame.

“I think it's Lari,” Kath said, and before long she was gone too.

Wilwa stood up to make her case against Gwath, citing that he 'urked her'.

“How right can she be,” Gwath countered, “if she doesn't even spell it right?”

Lommie, however, seemed to have enough evidence to make a confident vote for the lad, and as followed by Wilwa (her entire post spelled correctly, for the record) and Nienna. Nerwen was in the corner, picking petals off a daisy and saying, “Kill Gwath, kill Lommie. Kill Gwath, kill....”

“HOLD IT!”

Everyone stopped and saw Lommie standing in the middle of the group with an ax in her hand.

“Calm down now,” Wilwa said, taking a step toward her.

“No!” Lommie shouted. “Now step away or the penguin lover gets it!”

Everyone by now had grown used to the ghostly refrain of 'that's what she said' and hardly noticed.

“Well, if she's going to kill herself anyway,” Mac put in, and Brinn and he had voted before Lommie could protest. Fea shrugged and voted for her as well, as did Durie.

Lari and Izzy popped in to vote for others but it was too late. Gwath had already voted, sealing Lommie's fate.

“But....but....” Lommie protested. “But I wanted to Nilp myself!”

“Typical,” Nilp muttered. “Always want to be like me. Don't blame them really.”

The village advanced on Lommie but before they could stab, shoot, choke, hang, disembowel, or tickle her she jumped to the top of an old wagon, cackling.

“Screw you too, village!” she shouted, and lopped off her own head.

Everyone stared in bewilderment as her corpse fell to the earth, her head coming to rest by Sally's, Shasta's, and Legate's. (Mira was still trapped in the well, Timmy.) Unlike the others, however, her skull now had several feathers intermingled with her dark hair and as they looked back at her decapitated body they saw webbing where earlier her toes had been.

Nerwen smiled placidly and stayed silent during the entire scene, deciding that now of all times wasn't a time to cheer, “2-4-6-8, what animal do I most hate? Penguins! Penguins! Boo, penguins!”

The Dead
Sally (stabbed in a case of mistaken identity by a non-six-fingered Phantom on Night 0)
Phantom (made into a very unhealthy breakfast on Night 0)
Legate (ordo, pickled on Day 1)
Mira (Ophelia, ordo, drowned on Night 1)
Shasta (Hamlet, ordo, semi-accidentally poisoned on Night 1)
Lommie (were-duck, axed on Day 2)

The Living
Feanor of the Peredhil
Brinniel
wilwarin538
Durelin
Nogrod
Isabellkya
Nerwen
Rikae
Mith
Kath
Lari
Mac
Nienna
Gwathagor
Nilpaurion Felagund

*the double vote power for Gwath was only for Day 2, for the record

satansaloser2005 · 03-21-2009, 09:01 PM

"Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of *censored* in a towel, the were-ducks regain their composure and flee the scene"
--or--
"What I wouldn't give for Gandalf's Cloak."
"There we cannot help you."
"Will this do?"
"Where did you get that?"
"At Phantom's. It fit so nice, he said I could keep it."
--or--
(Fea's bugging me for the narration so I'll think of another clever title in a tick)

Night Two

The were-ducks snuck out in the middle of the Night and gathered around a small fire to mourn the loss of their half were-duck, half were-penguin mate Lommie.

One of the flock sighed and threw a bit of pickled Legate onto the grill, while her fellows chopped up bits of Mira (who they had finally dragged out of the well for a midNight snack).

“You know, killing off the rest of the group won't be as much fun without her around,” one of the little band remarked, and her friends chorused their agreement.

“She was always so....what's the word I'm looking for?” She scratched her feathered neck in thought. “Lommie was always so....”

“Fun?” offered one of her mates.

“Full of good ideas?” suggested another.

Another of the group smirked, her beak-like nose and sharp white teeth barely visible in the near darkness. “Plucky?” she said, before bursting into laughter. “Seriously, we're the bad guys. Why are we sitting around moping when there's killing to be done?”

The rest of the group nodded and they began to discuss plans, deciding which of the villagers looked tastiest. No more mention of Lommie was made until a voice in the shadows said, “Penguins suck.”

All the were-ducks turned to see a cloaked figure watching their discussion with intense interest. Needless to say they were shocked; the rest of the village was still sound asleep, and they had been quite careful when they snuck out.

“Well, well, well,” one remarked, “it looks like we have a winner after all.”

“Indeed,” the eldest agreed, “let's get her. And after that, perhaps an early breakfast.”

They all advanced on the hooded refugee, but as they approached the robe fell from the villager's body and they were blinded as light burst from the area where they had been standing.

“YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” the figure shouted, and, permanently scarred at the sight of the person in their pajamas, they scampered away and went hungry for the Night.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next morning when the group awoke there was a small sign attached to the door of their sleeping quarters saying, “Phantom's apprentice has uncloaked. You have been warned.”

Everyone's still alive. Get you a list in a sec. Gosh, Fea, patience.

ETA: list of peopleses, precious

The Dead
Sally (stabbed in a case of mistaken identity by a non-six-fingered Phantom on Night 0)
Phantom (made into a very unhealthy breakfast on Night 0)
Legate (ordo, pickled on Day 1)
Mira (Ophelia, ordo, drowned on Night 1)
Shasta (Hamlet, ordo, semi-accidentally poisoned on Night 1)
Lommie (were-duck, axed on Day 2)

The Living
Feanor of the Peredhil
Brinniel
wilwarin538
Durelin
Nogrod
Isabellkya
Nerwen
Rikae
Mith
Kath
Lari
Mac
Nienna
Gwathagor
Nilpaurion Felagund

wilwarin538 · 03-21-2009, 09:12 PM

Wow, so I guess the Ranger must have protected who ever the ducks chose, unless there's something else going on here. Either way it's quite good! And we got a duck yesterDay, I'd say we're doing pretty good.

But, by the looks of this narration there are atleast 3 ducks left, since Sally is using words like "group", "band", and "they all". If there were only 2 left it'd probably just be "pair" or something.

So some good, and some bad....but atleast there's some good!

It's crazy late where I am, so I'm off to bed, just wanted to check in quick. I should be around in the morning, but there is also a chance that I won't be around until the last 6 hours of the day. Hopefully not, but just in case I'm just warning you all.

Everyone try and play nicely now.....

Nienna · 03-21-2009, 09:15 PM

Yay!

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em.

03-20-2009, 09:03 PM	#1
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	The Day Ends Lommie is dead. She was a wolf. Narration to follow. EDIT: Nerwen, yesterDay you had unexpected obligations so I'll give you some grace, but don't forget to vote again, okay? Thanks! EDIT #2: Gifteds and assorted others, please wait a few minutes to send picks. I need to clean out my inbox. Thanks again! __________________ "My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.

03-21-2009, 11:36 AM	#4
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	The long-awaited narration Yeah, yeah, I know. I suck at life. Just read the dang thing. Day Two “Gwath, tell everyone that you're my voice. Catch the nasty were-creatures that did this to Mira and I,” Shasta said as he died, shoving all his stuff at Durie as his eyes slid closed. Gwath and Durie blinked, staring at Shasta's dead body then at each other. “So what does that mean?” Durie asked. “You're his friend and I'm a piece of aluminum wrapping?” Gwath shrugged, secretly empowered with not only his voting power but Shasta's as well.* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Once the Shasta Shakespeare Show was over it was much easier for the villagers to concentrate on the task at hand: expelling a were-duck from their numbers. Everyone was chattering, trying to decide who the villains could be, when suddenly Mith broke through the crowd and burst into loud (but very short) song. “Everything is Lommie's fault toDay, Queen Mithalwen has decided that way. Everything that happens is Lommie's fault. Queen Mithalwen is also in Phantom's harem....erm, cult.” Not long after she voted for young Lommie and walked away to think about who else to blame. “I think it's Lari,” Kath said, and before long she was gone too. Wilwa stood up to make her case against Gwath, citing that he 'urked her'. “How right can she be,” Gwath countered, “if she doesn't even spell it right?” Lommie, however, seemed to have enough evidence to make a confident vote for the lad, and as followed by Wilwa (her entire post spelled correctly, for the record) and Nienna. Nerwen was in the corner, picking petals off a daisy and saying, “Kill Gwath, kill Lommie. Kill Gwath, kill....” “HOLD IT!” Everyone stopped and saw Lommie standing in the middle of the group with an ax in her hand. “Calm down now,” Wilwa said, taking a step toward her. “No!” Lommie shouted. “Now step away or the penguin lover gets it!” Everyone by now had grown used to the ghostly refrain of 'that's what she said' and hardly noticed. “Well, if she's going to kill herself anyway,” Mac put in, and Brinn and he had voted before Lommie could protest. Fea shrugged and voted for her as well, as did Durie. Lari and Izzy popped in to vote for others but it was too late. Gwath had already voted, sealing Lommie's fate. “But....but....” Lommie protested. “But I wanted to Nilp myself!” “Typical,” Nilp muttered. “Always want to be like me. Don't blame them really.” The village advanced on Lommie but before they could stab, shoot, choke, hang, disembowel, or tickle her she jumped to the top of an old wagon, cackling. “Screw you too, village!” she shouted, and lopped off her own head. Everyone stared in bewilderment as her corpse fell to the earth, her head coming to rest by Sally's, Shasta's, and Legate's. (Mira was still trapped in the well, Timmy.) Unlike the others, however, her skull now had several feathers intermingled with her dark hair and as they looked back at her decapitated body they saw webbing where earlier her toes had been. Nerwen smiled placidly and stayed silent during the entire scene, deciding that now of all times wasn't a time to cheer, “2-4-6-8, what animal do I most hate? Penguins! Penguins! Boo, penguins!” The Dead Sally (stabbed in a case of mistaken identity by a non-six-fingered Phantom on Night 0) Phantom (made into a very unhealthy breakfast on Night 0) Legate (ordo, pickled on Day 1) Mira (Ophelia, ordo, drowned on Night 1) Shasta (Hamlet, ordo, semi-accidentally poisoned on Night 1) Lommie (were-duck, axed on Day 2) The Living Feanor of the Peredhil Brinniel wilwarin538 Durelin Nogrod Isabellkya Nerwen Rikae Mith Kath Lari Mac Nienna Gwathagor Nilpaurion Felagund the double vote power for Gwath was only for Day 2, for the record __________________ "My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit."* Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.

03-21-2009, 09:01 PM	#5
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	"Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of censored in a towel, the were-ducks regain their composure and flee the scene" --or-- "What I wouldn't give for Gandalf's Cloak." "There we cannot help you." "Will this do?" "Where did you get that?" "At Phantom's. It fit so nice, he said I could keep it." --or-- (Fea's bugging me for the narration so I'll think of another clever title in a tick) Night Two The were-ducks snuck out in the middle of the Night and gathered around a small fire to mourn the loss of their half were-duck, half were-penguin mate Lommie. One of the flock sighed and threw a bit of pickled Legate onto the grill, while her fellows chopped up bits of Mira (who they had finally dragged out of the well for a midNight snack). “You know, killing off the rest of the group won't be as much fun without her around,” one of the little band remarked, and her friends chorused their agreement. “She was always so....what's the word I'm looking for?” She scratched her feathered neck in thought. “Lommie was always so....” “Fun?” offered one of her mates. “Full of good ideas?” suggested another. Another of the group smirked, her beak-like nose and sharp white teeth barely visible in the near darkness. “Plucky?” she said, before bursting into laughter. “Seriously, we're the bad guys. Why are we sitting around moping when there's killing to be done?” The rest of the group nodded and they began to discuss plans, deciding which of the villagers looked tastiest. No more mention of Lommie was made until a voice in the shadows said, “Penguins suck.” All the were-ducks turned to see a cloaked figure watching their discussion with intense interest. Needless to say they were shocked; the rest of the village was still sound asleep, and they had been quite careful when they snuck out. “Well, well, well,” one remarked, “it looks like we have a winner after all.” “Indeed,” the eldest agreed, “let's get her. And after that, perhaps an early breakfast.” They all advanced on the hooded refugee, but as they approached the robe fell from the villager's body and they were blinded as light burst from the area where they had been standing. “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” the figure shouted, and, permanently scarred at the sight of the person in their pajamas, they scampered away and went hungry for the Night. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next morning when the group awoke there was a small sign attached to the door of their sleeping quarters saying, “Phantom's apprentice has uncloaked. You have been warned.” Everyone's still alive. Get you a list in a sec. Gosh, Fea, patience. ETA: list of peopleses, precious The Dead Sally (stabbed in a case of mistaken identity by a non-six-fingered Phantom on Night 0) Phantom (made into a very unhealthy breakfast on Night 0) Legate (ordo, pickled on Day 1) Mira (Ophelia, ordo, drowned on Night 1) Shasta (Hamlet, ordo, semi-accidentally poisoned on Night 1) Lommie (were-duck, axed on Day 2) The Living Feanor of the Peredhil Brinniel wilwarin538 Durelin Nogrod Isabellkya Nerwen Rikae Mith Kath Lari Mac Nienna Gwathagor Nilpaurion Felagund __________________ "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; 03-21-2009 at 09:17 PM.

03-21-2009, 09:12 PM	#6
wilwarin538 Fluttering Enchantment Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Canada Posts: 2,508	Wow, so I guess the Ranger must have protected who ever the ducks chose, unless there's something else going on here. Either way it's quite good! And we got a duck yesterDay, I'd say we're doing pretty good. But, by the looks of this narration there are atleast 3 ducks left, since Sally is using words like "group", "band", and "they all". If there were only 2 left it'd probably just be "pair" or something. So some good, and some bad....but atleast there's some good! It's crazy late where I am, so I'm off to bed, just wanted to check in quick. I should be around in the morning, but there is also a chance that I won't be around until the last 6 hours of the day. Hopefully not, but just in case I'm just warning you all. Everyone try and play nicely now..... __________________ Comme une étoile amarante Comme un papillon de nuit C'est la lumière qui m'attire La flamme qui m'éblouit Fenris Muffin

03-21-2009, 09:15 PM	#7
Nienna Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: School Posts: 642	Yay! Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em. __________________ Puddle! Puddle!