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Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
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I am here but I haven't got much to say yet - other than it is just as well that double lynches aren't allowed. With potentially 2 pairs of lovers there is a risk of a lot of collateral damage if we get it wrong ... and we could end up with 5 baddies, let alone all these guess and die characters... All of which I am still getting to grips with (I feel a chart coming on... or maybe a herbal infusion will cleart the mind). With all these special roles a lot of people will have private agendas - so the decision may be not IF people are behaving oddly but why... and with that in mind I shall take a good look at what you have been up to...
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Join Date: Dec 2004
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
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Oh do you have to kill TP before we have had a chance to flirt? *sighs* .... has he done something to suggest he wants to join the Fenris Pack or is this a bandwaggon.,, *goes looksee*
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
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Hmm
Before you meet the handsome prince you have to kiss a lot of frogs Before you meet the handsome prince you have to kiss a lot of toads I have known some slimy frenchmen in my time... ![]() No doesn't help .....
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No, I don't plan on joining the Fenris pack today. Maybe some other time.
Lari was just being weird. Boro- he was just checking/testing. It remains to be seen whether or not I pass his test.
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Join Date: Oct 2006
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People I like: McC (although if he's planning to be quiet himself while saying the silent ones should be lynched first, I'm going to vote for him
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The Day was now over. The sun was beginning to set, and darkness was starting to cover the land.
It had been quite the hectic Day. Accusations were thrown around, hateful things were said, hints were dropped, and arguments over the tastiness of beer were running rampid. Finally, one by one, the villagers cast their votes. 3 suspects stood infront of them at this time. Nienna, Shasta and Boro. Which would it be? The clock ticked and the sun sank deeper when the villagers finally decided. Nienna would be the one to kill. The village lead her to a quiet little corner of the village. It was a place no one went to anymore, and the contraption sitting in the middle hadn't been used in centuries. Gwath stepped forward and removed the large blanket that covered it. Everyone let out a small gasp at the sight of the gallows that stood infront of them. Had they really resorted to such barbaric things? Agan tested the rope as Eomer brought Nienna to the center of the death machine. The rope was then placed gently around her neck. "Well, she's evil isn't she? We shouldn't all feel guilty if she's evil." Boro said, trying to sound forceful and confident. "Yeah, he's right. We're doing what needs to be done to save our village!" McCaber agreed loudly, tossing his fist up in the air. The others mimicked and yelled a collective "yeah!". As their confidence built up they became less and less fearful of taking the young bookkeepers life. "You're making a mistake." Nienna whimpered softly. The village looked at her sternly. "No we aren't." Mith said, as the phantom pulled the lever. There was a quiet snap. Nothing else. The village left Eomer behind as they walked solemnly home. Nienna's innocent body could be seen swaying gently in the moonlight as he lowered his shovel from his shoulder once again. The four baddies smiled to themselves as they took different routes to the Old Witch's home, slowly changing back to their real selves as the night grew darker. The dead: Nienna - bookkeeper - hung Day 1 - ordinary villager The living: Nerwen - bookmaker Eomer - gravedigger Lommy - minstrel Aganzir - jailor, arena and lions included Sally - some poor serving girl who has no money to buy sweets McCaber - humble shopkeeper Izzy - baker Mira - apothocary Gaurcrist - blacksmith Shasta - fletcher Gwath - drunk vagrant Boro88 - the shruberrer Kath - restaurant owner Inziladun - shruberrer's apprentice Fea - Storyteller Greenie - school teacher Lari - fortune teller Mith - herbalist the phantom - the crazy book liberator Night 1 is now. I need names from all those who need to give me names. No posting on this thread please.
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The Baddies entered the Old Witch’s house in the same order that they had the previous Night.
“I’m glad to be back to my strong self, I hate being a weak human.” The Big Bad Wolf grumbled angrily while flexing all the digits on his large paws. The Ugly Stepsister gave him a sharp glare. “I enjoy being human, maybe not this specific human, but at least human. It would have been far worse if I had to turn into a disgusting Wolf for 12 hours at a time.” She sat down opposite him, to the left of the Old Witch. “I’m just glad I get to be taller than usual. It’s quite lovely.” Rumplie added happily, the only one actually smiling right now, as he sat across from the Old Witch. “You should all stop complaining; at least we’re all alive!” “Exactly.” The Old Witch said, with a grin. “Now we must decide on someone to kill. Any preferences?” Their discussion went on late into the Night until they finally decided on their victim. “Let me take care of it this time.” The Big Bad Wolf said with a grin. The others agreed and they all left the small house and returned to their own to get a short, peaceful sleep. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ In another corner of town the wielder of the looking glass sat in front of his mirror once again. He thought long and hard about his choice and finally spoke the proper words. He then went to sleep with the new information written down safely in his journal, hoping that what he was doing would be enough to save the village. The Huntsman sat on an old chair in the corner of his little house. He was quite troubled by the way the Day had ended, wishing he could have done something to prevent the loss of an innocent life. He went restlessly to sleep, his axe tucked back safely under his bed, wishing he could do something more to help them. The Fairy Godmother now sat on the roof of the village’s church, eyeing the silhouette of the gallows in the distance. This was not supposed to be how it happened; she was supposed to be protecting the innocent, not participating in their murder. She looked in a different direction and rested her eyes on the home of the one she was protecting that Night, praying her efforts would be enough to save this village. The night grew darker and darker, slowly drawing closer to dawn. The village slept quietly, but certainly not as peaceful as they had been the night before. They all hoped that this coming Day would end better then the last. It is still Night 2. NO POSTING ON THIS THREAD PLEASE. Mod-note: I do these mid-Night narrations just to further along the story, and to amuse myself. ![]() ![]()
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The sun rose on our little village to reveal a beautiful morning. Despite the fact that it was lovely out, the villagers that gathered in the town square felt a cold chill running down their spines. They were all grateful to be alive, but fearful of who would be missing. After a quick tally it became clear that Lommy was the one not among them.
The villagers gathered close together and walked solemnly to her little house, it was quite close to the town square so they didn’t have to go very far. It was small, but lovely, with a very large willow tree in the front lawn and many various flowers all about it. A curvy path led up to the small red door, well what used to be a small red door. Someone had smashed through the door and crumpled it to pieces. The villagers stepped over the threshold one by one into the small entrance. To the left was a living room and to the right was a narrow staircase. Well, what used to be the narrow staircase. It had been trampled on quite fiercely and was all in pieces. “Something quite large must have come through here.” Nerwen said, gaping at the gaps in the little house. “Well, this happened at Night, so she must be in her bedroom.” Fea pointed out. “Yes, well how do we get to it, her bedroom was up there.” Boro said, pointing to the top of the used-to-be-stairs. “I have some rope back at my shop.” McCaber suggested helpfully, turning to leave. “No need.” Inziladun called as he re-entered the house, carrying a large ladder. “Lommy used to love playing her music on the roof of her house; she used this to get up there.” One by one they climbed the ladder up to the second floor of the house, Lommy’s bedroom was the first door on the right. They entered slowly. It was not a pleasant sight that beheld them. Lommy was strewn all about the room. Well, what used to be Lommy anyway. Her instruments were also destroyed, in pieces everywhere. Nothing about it was out of the ordinary, for that had been what she was. Ordinary. “It looks like she was mauled, by something quite large.” Nerwen said, elaborating on the statement she had previously made. “Indeed.” A few agreed, nodding. Then, becoming too disgusted to bear it any longer, the villagers left and stepped back down the ladder and out of the house. Eomer was left behind again, lowering his shovel as he gazed around the room. “How.......what......but......so many......uh, I need a new job.” He grumbled as he got to work. The villagers regrouped in the town square and as they began to discuss Eomer rejoined them. They knew that the only way to stop the deaths would be to catch the perpetrators, and sadly that would result in more deaths. The dead: Nienna - bookkeeper - hung Day 1 - ordinary villager Lommy – minstrel – mauled Night 2 – ordinary villager The living: Nerwen - bookmaker Eomer - gravedigger Aganzir - jailor, arena and lions included Sally - some poor serving girl who has no money to buy sweets McCaber - humble shopkeeper Izzy - baker Mira - apothocary Gaurcrist - blacksmith Shasta - fletcher Gwath - drunk vagrant Boro88 - the shruberrer Kath - restaurant owner Inziladun - shruberrer's apprentice Fea - Storyteller Greenie - school teacher Lari - fortune teller Mith - herbalist the phantom - the crazy book liberator Day 1 is now. You may discuss dear village. I need names from all those who need to give me them.
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Join Date: May 2009
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In my opinion, there are two people who are acting quite strange, ever since the beginning. There are A Little Green and Boromir. I have one of those feelings in my gut about Boro, and he seems to be the most suspicious. Plus, I don't like his avatar. So, I will heed the teachings of Ocham's razor and choose Boromir.
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What have you got against me?
How come some people seem to have a grudge against me for not showing up to vote for one day? Especially you Phantom. I've got my eyes on you. I will not share my thoughts.
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How come so many people seem to be under the impression the wolves must attack Reddie in order to convert her? Correct a poor non-native speaker if she's wrong but to me that "along with the baddies kill choice" looks pretty much like they send two names every night.
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Join Date: Apr 2007
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Izzy is here baking fresh sweet cakes and catching up.
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I'm not nearly done with the read-through yet but I'm too tired to go on now so I guess I'll just go and finish it in the morning. Sorry I've been so unhelpful thus far.
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Hey, sorry I haven't been around. Reeaally busy day, and now I have to go to bed or else I'll be exhausted for work in the morning. I'll try to read a little first and maybe vote, but I may just try to wake up before DL and vote then. Again, sorry.
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In case I don't post again tonight, I'll for sure make it back in the hour before the deadline.
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A summary
Nerwen - funny and makes sense-ish, no reason to be at her throat yet
Eomer - his normal self ie bears watching ![]() Lommy - to quote one of the greatest minstrels of our times, J.R.R. Tolkien: "immortal maiden Elven-wise"... except sadly not immortal! Aganzir - is for once refraining from attacking me + makes good points = good Sally - her instant has been an hour - suspicious ![]() McCaber - making points and suspecting people, I quite like it Izzy - nothing Mira - nothing Gaurcrist - nothing Shasta - nothing Gwath - nothing Boro88 - amusing... but I'm really going to rip something or someone to pieces if he and phantom start a sort of clandestine co-operation again! Kath - her normal self Inziladun - getting hang of the game, actually playing, I like it Fea - nothing Nienna - making vague hints Greenie - amusing but not much substance yet Lari - fishy exactly in the way that attracts my Day1 votes magnetically (and usually is not proof of guilt.... *sigh*) Mith - just made a fair point the phantom - lack of substance and volume ![]() edit: xed with Zil, Green and Boro
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Interesting.... According to my books, Nienna is a book-stealing cad, Eomer is a toad, and Boromir is a girl.
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And Boro- I made a mistake. Three mistakes actually! Two of them seem to be related, but they're not. Who says coincidences don't exist? I don't say that. But then I do say that I haven't started trying yet. I'm wondering right now what I'm actually supposed to do besides act unbalanced and unpredictable, and wondering what everyone else is supposed to do. How many people are on their own team this game? Between the Baddies and Lovers there aren't really any, um, villagers. So, is this really what we have? Baddies- want to kill everyone. Lovers- want to kill everyone. Gifteds- want to.... um.... kill Baddies? But then if the Lovers win, don't only they win, and the Goodies don't? So why are the Gifteds trying to save everyone else, since no one else is on their team? And I still haven't figured out what Prince Philip has to do with me. He shares my name, but why? Is it a sign? I must consult my books. Don't bother me. edit: x-post with several, including another ++tp! Because Lari was onto something, I suppose.
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