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Mellifluous Maia
Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: A glade open to the stars, deep in Nan Elmoth
Posts: 3,489
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I think I'll go wi' what I said b'fore, an' weed out them that don't speak their mind, lackin' anythin' better t' go on at th' time being. At th' very least, it forces th' mutineers to kill somone with more of a trail.
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Fading Fëanorion
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: into the flood again
Posts: 2,911
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Alright, with Boro's retraction there really isn't a chance of lynching Nogrod anymore, so I might as well drop it.
--Nogrod I don't suspect Sally. I think Rikae and Lommy are innocent. Inziladun looks a bit worse after his vote, but I won't vote for him toDay. Boro looks innocent. Wilwa deserves a close look tomorrow. Shasta looks bad but would be an easy pick. Annu is new. I don't have a good feeling about lynching Eomer. I don't have anything to go after Nerwen. Same with Little Green, Kath, Gwath. McCaber is another easy pick. Mirandir and Izzy haven't really spoken yet, and I think they deserve the benefit of the doubt for now. I don't like voting Mith for no reason. I have a bad feeling about lynching Eonwe. So there. edit: crossed since I don't know where...
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Fading Fëanorion
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: into the flood again
Posts: 2,911
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Heck.
++Nogrod, again |
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Fading Fëanorion
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: into the flood again
Posts: 2,911
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*is underwhelmed*
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly
Posts: 5,789
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Oh for the love of Jack Sparrow....
*headdecks* ETA: Gwath, your vote's not bolded, dear.
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"My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly
Posts: 5,789
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++Shasta
Strikes me funny. (Now I'm going to go format my other post 'cause it looks bloody awful) I don't think we should go for that there Nogrod toDay. Just sayin', me mateys. ETA: Oh dear, mass crossing. I think I'll leave me vote though.
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"My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.
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Shade with a Blade
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Aaaah, um,
++Wilwa Poetic irony. Best I can do. EDIT: Oh CRAP it isn't bolded!
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Stories and songs. Last edited by Gwathagor; 06-14-2009 at 11:38 PM. |
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Reflection of Darkness
Join Date: Jun 2002
Location: Polishing the stars. Well, somebody has to do it; they're looking a little bit dull.
Posts: 2,983
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Belay that talk! 'Tis deadline.
I need to count the tally to be sure, but I believe it is McCaber who is to be sent to Davy Jones' locker. EDIT: Indeed it is McCaber who has the black spot. His role was....well, I'm not gonna tell you that! ![]() Narration should come sometime tonight, probably sooner than later since I'm tired. P.S. Gwath's vote doesn't count since it was not bolded.
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Nolite te bastardes carborundorum Last edited by Brinniel; 06-14-2009 at 10:16 PM. |
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Reflection of Darkness
Join Date: Jun 2002
Location: Polishing the stars. Well, somebody has to do it; they're looking a little bit dull.
Posts: 2,983
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Day 1
Th' Grey Gaurhoth's first day without a (livin') cap'n was a chaotic one. Bein' th' rude band 'o pirates they were, they all took th' time to accuse, insult, 'n threaten one another. Shark Tooth Shasta made an attempt to take charge 'n keep th' ship organised. But all he got in turn were pointed fin'ers.
"Obviously he be our culprit," Slippery McCabbie was th' first to state. "Bein' next in line, he must've offed our cap'n to pillage th' position." "Arrr, that be a ridiculous theory," replied Shark Tooth Shasta. But it seemed several others agreed wit' Slippery McCabbie. "Off to Davy Jones he be," cried Sally Dawkins. But as th' day continued on, th' crew decided that Slippery McCabbie's sudden silence after his first accusation was most disconcertin'. "His name explains it all. He be too quick to point his fin'er, then he goes to hide like a coward," said Lommy th' Infected. "These be not th' actions 'o a loyal hand. We ought to strin' him up!" Several others grunted in agreement 'n th' decision was made. Puffy Shirt Rikae 'n Nogrod th' Fashionably Late grabbed hold 'o their bosun 'n Inziladun Jones threw th' hempen halter around his neck. Luckily fer poor McCabbie Dagger, his death was a quick one as th' rope immediately snapped his neck wit' a loud crack. But 'o course, like Cap'n Brinn, death would not be th' end 'o him. "Now what be ye swabs goin' to do?" he asked, still hangin' from th' hempen halter. "I told ye lot I be innocent, but ye had to be off murderin' me anyway." "Ye may be dead, but whar's th' proof ye're innocent?" Boromir th' Malformed replied. "We can't just take ye word fer it." "No we can't," agreed Cowerin' Gwath. "But how be we to be knowin' when we've caught our mutineers?" "I suppose we'll be knowin' once thar be no more deaths at nightfall," answered Mac Sparrow. "Surely these aggressors won't stop wit' our cap'n. All 'o us may have to sleep wit' one eye open t'night." "Well that won't be easy," sighed Almost-Blind Nerwen adjustin' her tattered eyepatch. Leavin' th' corpse 'o Slippery McCabbie hangin' next to th' head 'o their cap'n to rot, th' crew 'o th' Grey Gaurhoth settled in fer what would be a long nightfall. "If they think t'night's goin' to be rough, they have no idea what's comin' fer them in th' days to follow," commented Black Death Brinn to her dead companion. "Be interestin'... Begad, me nose itches. Whar's a hand when ye need one?" The Living: -Legless Sally Dawkins ~ Carpenter -Puffy Shirt Rikae ~ Cabin Boy -Pirate Lommy the Infected ~ Quartermaster -Gangrenous Inziladun Jones ~ Pilot -Pirate Boromir the Malformed ~ Gunner -Stutterin’ Wilwa Scab ~ Cook -Shark Tooth Shasta ~ First mate -High-Pitched Annu ~ Surgeon -Whinin’ Eomer Bonny ~ Musician (Pur-loined Violin) -Snifflin’ Mac Sparrow ~ Cooper -Almost-Blind Nerwen ~ Navigator/Sea Artist -Lil' Green the Staggering Drunk ~ Powder Monkey -Poop Deck Kath ~ Musician (Pipe) -Cowerin' Gwath Slasher ~ Powder Monkey -Pirate Nogrod the Fashionably Late ~ Gunner -Dancin' Mira Blythe ~ Striker -Ham-Hands Izzy ~ Striker -Short Ruth Mithril ~ Cook -Stinkin' Eön Bloodbeard ~ Powder Monkey The Ghosted: -Black Death Brinn ~ Captain ~ shish kabobed (mod) -Slippery McCabbie Dagger ~ Boatswain ~ danced the hempen jig Night 2 has begun. Aggressors plot away. Spy, choose who ye be watchin'. Protector, stand ye guard. Avenger, choose ye duel partner. |
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Reflection of Darkness
Join Date: Jun 2002
Location: Polishing the stars. Well, somebody has to do it; they're looking a little bit dull.
Posts: 2,983
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As th' rest 'o th' crew soundly slept, Lil' Green th' Staggerin' Drunk tiptoed her way into th' galley to find herself some spiced rum. After th' long day, she was not nearly as drunk as she need be 'n bein' sober was just no fun.
"Now whar be that rum?" she mumbled to herself as she sifted through th' galley's supply. "Lookin' fer 'tis?" said a voice from behind. Lil' Green turned around to find a shadowed figure leanin' over a barrel 'o rum. Her eyes lit up seein' her much-needed rum. "Ooh," she started towards th' figure reachin' fer th' barrel. "Gimme some." "Okay." th' figure let out a large grin. Then from out 'o th' shadows, more figures appeared. Grabbin' Lil' Green by th' hair, th' aggressors pulled her below just underneath th' openin' 'o th' barrel. "Get th' funnel," an aggressor demanded. A funnel was shoved in Lil' Green's mouth 'n th' rum was poured. At first, Lil' Green eagerly gulped below th' rum, but when she could drink no more (which was quite a lot) th' rum still kept comin'. Them eager gulps soon became frantic gurgles. Poor Lil' Green struggled 'n fought against her aggressors, but they were too strong. They cackled 'n jeered as they emptied th' entire contents 'o th' barrel into th' wee powder monkey's mouth. Th' next mornin' th' crew awoke to a scream comin' from th' galley. All hands came runnin' only to find a very upset Stutterin' Wilwa Scab. "What be th' matter?" asked Poop Deck Kath. "Th-th-th' rum be g-gone," th' cook sobbed. "Oh no," Eön Bloodbeard cried. "That's not possible," replied an angry Short Ruth Mith. "Thar was a whole barrel here last nightfall." "Then whar has all th' rum gone?" asked Ham-Hands Izzy. "I'll bet I be knowin' who drank it," said High-Pitched Annu. "It was that staggerin' drunk Lil' Green. Whar be she anyway?" Th' crew looked around only to realise Lil' Green was not standin' among them. But it did not take long to find her. Just behind th' empty barrel lay th' body 'o Lil' Green lookin' green as her name. "Looks like she got a wee bit carried away last night," noted Dancin' Mira. "I doubt that," said Eomer Bonny. "Looks more like th' aggressors got to her." He pointed at th' bruises on her wrists. Another Day 'n another death. Another chance to find th' culprits who were killin' them off one by one. But 'tis time they would have to do it without any rum. Th' corpse 'o Lil' Green let out a loud burp. The Living: -Legless Sally Dawkins ~ Carpenter -Puffy Shirt Rikae ~ Cabin Boy -Pirate Lommy the Infected ~ Quartermaster -Gangrenous Inziladun Jones ~ Pilot -Pirate Boromir the Malformed ~ Gunner -Stutterin’ Wilwa Scab ~ Cook -Shark Tooth Shasta ~ First mate -High-Pitched Annu ~ Surgeon -Whinin’ Eomer Bonny ~ Musician (Pur-loined Violin) -Snifflin’ Mac Sparrow ~ Cooper -Almost-Blind Nerwen ~ Navigator/Sea Artist -Poop Deck Kath ~ Musician (Pipe) -Cowerin' Gwath Slasher ~ Powder Monkey -Pirate Nogrod the Fashionably Late ~ Gunner -Dancin' Mira Blythe ~ Striker -Ham-Hands Izzy ~ Striker -Short Ruth Mithril ~ Cook -Stinkin' Eön Bloodbeard ~ Powder Monkey The Ghosted: -Black Death Brinn ~ Captain ~ shish kabobed (mod) -Slippery McCabbie Dagger ~ Boatswain ~ danced the hempen jig -Lil' Green the Staggering Drunk ~ Powder Monkey ~ drank up all the rum Day 2 has begun. Whether ye be dead or living, ye may now discuss. |
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: Skyrim, again.
Posts: 820
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Oi, you lot! It's gonna take a lot more than a filthy hangin' to keep me down!
So I'm innocent, but no one will trust that statement. At least, I wouldn't if I were still up. At least now I have time to find a brilliant thought with no pressure to post. (Joke:) This is like the perfect role for me! And Greenie is almost certainly an innocent. Later in the game, I wouldn't make that assumption, but on Day1 it's as safe a bet as you'll get here.
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Werewolves vs. Fishmen. The battle of the century. Last edited by McCaber; 06-15-2009 at 10:48 PM. |
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Werewolf Psychic
Join Date: Apr 2007
Location: In fire, water, earth, and air. But mostly water.
Posts: 2,832
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So DAT be why all'n the rum's gone.
Obv'sly I keelhauled Little Drunk Green cauz she'm suspectin' me.
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Shasta– ... However, if he's innocent his famous clairvoyant powers must be taking the week off. Meanwhile, the Night-kills have been awfully effective– almost like we're dealing with a psychic wolf... - Nerwen, WW LXXV |
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