“Oh you fools!” Cried The Saucepan Man, having witnessed the flurry of voting that had eventually led to this situation. “First you lynch the one person I thought to be innocent and now you lynch the one person I know to be innocent!”
“Would you please shut up? We’ve had enough of your chatter!” Cried the villagers. “It doesn’t matter if you’re innocent, we had to save the Hunter.”
“Yes.” Interjected Cailín. “Sorry for the deciding vote thing and all, but those useless men just couldn’t make up their minds. Why, I’ll bet they can’t even think of a decent way to kill you now.”
“Oh yes we can!” Cried the two in question, outraged at the accusation. Everyone stood in expectant silence waiting for the ideas to spew forth, but none were forthcoming.
“Well.” Nogrod mumbled. “I can’t do it while everyone’s watching.”
Smirking, Cailín turned to the rest of the villagers.
“Anyone got any ideas? I happen to know that his favourite animal is the duck-billed platypus, but I can’t think of a way to use that in his death so . . .”
Her words were interrupted by the arrival of a member of the village who had been missing for much of the day, Nilpaurion Felagund. A simple arrival would not have had such a dramatic effect on the proceedings, except that he turned up bearing the platypus previously mentioned.
Sauce cried out in alarm. He’d been banking on the fact that no such creatures could be found in these parts, but now here was one staring straight him in the face. Well, the general stomach area really but that didn’t make for a very frightening image in anyone’s imagination.
He began to struggle, his pans hitting some of his captors, but rather than causing them to let go, this simply reinforced their desire to keep him still, so they tied him to the flagpole in the village square, before spitefully hitting over the head with his own pans in retaliation.
A few members of the village were crowded around Nilp and his platypus. They were having difficulty getting a straight answer out of him as to where he’d been all Day and what he was doing with this creature, as Adam kept trying to surface and show them something. Eventually deciding that they would get nowhere until they allowed him to give his little demonstration they stepped back.
“Thank you. Now, watch.”
He turned the platypus round and squeezed it hard. The creature gave out a strange squawking sound, and suddenly a egg shot out of it, heading directly for Sauce. The tied man tried to avoid the missile heading his way but the villagers had attached him so firmly to the pole that he could do nothing but shake his head. They watched as the egg crashed into his throat, and heard the gasping attempts at breathing before he finally realised that his windpipe had been crushed.
They slowly moved closer, waiting for his transformation, but yet again they were disappointed. As the final wisp of air left his throat, Sauce collapsed in his bonds, very definitely an ordinary villager.
As if this wasn’t enough, they jumped at the scream emanating from behind them. Turning they saw Nilp lying on the ground, caught in what looked like death throes.
“Help me!” He screamed. “He’s getting out!”
Confused the villagers looked to each other hoping someone else would have some idea of what he was talking about.
“What can he mean?” Was the question being passed round. They soon got their answer. Nilp gave one final scream and then gave up, closing his eyes to let death take him. From his body there rose a silvery, translucent mist, which formed the shape of a man.
“He means me!” It whispered. “I am Adam, and I am finally free!”
dancing spawn stepped forward.
“Free? Maybe. But you have killed Nilp, your host, the only thing tying you to this mortal realm. Now that he is gone, so are you.”
The apparition scoffed, but then paused at the certain look on spawn’s face. As he began to protest, his ‘body’ started to disintegrate.
“No!” He cried. “This cannot be! Noooooo!”
And then he was gone. The villagers looked at the two bodies, both decidedly innocent of wolvery, and left lmp to his unfortunate job.
Dead:
Night 1 ~ Kath, killed by a turtle in an aerial attack ~ Innocent.
Day 1 ~ Boromir, lynched by the villagers by means of lions ~ Innocent.
Night 2 ~ Formendacil, killed by a coyote and it's trickery ~ Innocent.
Day 2 ~ Saucepan Man, lynched by the villagers by means of a platypus catapault ~ Innocent.
Day 2 ~ Nilpaurion Felagund, killed by an emerging alter-ego ~ Innocent.
Living:
Lhuna - traveller with absolutely no sense of direction
Cailín - tragedienne
Fea - confectionist
Celuien - ketchup grower
TGWBS - Pokémaster
Lommy - AA-adviser
Nogrod - owner of ME's first hamburger restaurant
lmp - gravedigger
Tom - tree surgeon
Caran - town poet
Findëasëa (from now called Fin) - alpaca herder
spawn - lumberjackess
Mith - aura consultant
morm - butcher
Durelin - ninja
Night 3 has now begun.
Wolves, Seer, Ranger, Hunter and Changeling please PM me your choices.
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“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
Last edited by Kath; 06-01-2006 at 04:43 PM.
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