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Farael · 02-10-2008, 09:29 AM

The villagers... *Bonk*... Adventurers I mean!!... were lost and confused.

Shasta!! said one of them amid a bad dream. “Well, that’s not helpful... I say YOU are a wolf” “No, YOU Are!” “YOU!” and so on and so forth for most of the day. The deadline was nearing, and it seemed Macalaure was going to be the one

“Now, now, my friends let’s be reasonable... there is no need to lynch anyone, after al--“

“I’m voting for Aganzir said Rikae”

“AGANZIR IS A WOLF!!! LYNCH HER! LYYYNCH HEEER” said Macalaure

“Wait a moment,” spoke Lommy “Mac is right!”

“I’m not a wolf!”

“Quiet Aganzir that’s not what I mean... I meant that he was right when he started to say there is no need to lynch anyone. I have just what we need.”

“Those half-elves always so smug, we should lynch Lommy just for that!”

“Roa you are a co-mod, you don’t get to vote” answered the resident penguin lover, who had surprisingly not mentioned penguins once this time around. “Anyway, I have a giant, hollow d2. I never knew why I bought such thing as no game seems to ask for it, but we can probably lock our suspects there and then see. If one of them is a wolfie then we’d probably notice it the morning after!”

It seemed sensible enough and Aganzir was forced into the giant d2 dice which somehow no-one had noticed was sitting right there all along.

All along, Gwathagor had refused to participate. “Something feels off” he thought to himself, and then said aloud “Wait a minute, I know why d2 are not used; they don’t exist! You see, a d2 would be like a coin, thin and...”

“Thin?!” Aganzir began to look worried “Wouldn’t that mean that...”

*Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee SLPORCH*
No-one heard the end of Aganzir’s plead. Due to the laws of cartoon-reality* the d2 turned into a, more reality appropriate, coin. This had the unfortunately side effect of compacting the day’s top vote-getter into nonexistence. A little shocked and confused, the adventurers decided to go to sleep, forgetting that there were still werewolves around.

*Law of cartoon-reality: Anything, no matter how impossible it may be, will continue to exist and or happen up until one of the parties involved realize its lack of sense.

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The Living

Legate
Nogrod
Lommy
McCaber
Sally
Gwathagor
A Little Green
Macalaure
Nerwen
Meneltarmacil
Rikae
Shasta

The dead
Roa: Eaten by werewolves, or otherwise gone missing
Farael: Killed by a convenient plot-twist
Aganzir: Squished into non-existance inside a d2

The tally
Three Werewolves
One Seer

The note
Post at your own peril of modwrath, wolves may PM, Seer may dream.

02-10-2008, 09:29 AM	#143
Farael Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: In hospitals, call rooms and (rarely) my apartment. Posts: 1,538	The villagers... Bonk... Adventurers I mean!!... were lost and confused. Shasta!! said one of them amid a bad dream. “Well, that’s not helpful... I say YOU are a wolf” “No, YOU Are!” “YOU!” and so on and so forth for most of the day. The deadline was nearing, and it seemed Macalaure was going to be the one “Now, now, my friends let’s be reasonable... there is no need to lynch anyone, after al--“ “I’m voting for Aganzir said Rikae” “AGANZIR IS A WOLF!!! LYNCH HER! LYYYNCH HEEER” said Macalaure “Wait a moment,” spoke Lommy “Mac is right!” “I’m not a wolf!” “Quiet Aganzir that’s not what I mean... I meant that he was right when he started to say there is no need to lynch anyone. I have just what we need.” “Those half-elves always so smug, we should lynch Lommy just for that!” “Roa you are a co-mod, you don’t get to vote” answered the resident penguin lover, who had surprisingly not mentioned penguins once this time around. “Anyway, I have a giant, hollow d2. I never knew why I bought such thing as no game seems to ask for it, but we can probably lock our suspects there and then see. If one of them is a wolfie then we’d probably notice it the morning after!” It seemed sensible enough and Aganzir was forced into the giant d2 dice which somehow no-one had noticed was sitting right there all along. All along, Gwathagor had refused to participate. “Something feels off” he thought to himself, and then said aloud “Wait a minute, I know why d2 are not used; they don’t exist! You see, a d2 would be like a coin, thin and...” “Thin?!” Aganzir began to look worried “Wouldn’t that mean that...” Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee SLPORCH No-one heard the end of Aganzir’s plead. Due to the laws of cartoon-reality* the d2 turned into a, more reality appropriate, coin. This had the unfortunately side effect of compacting the day’s top vote-getter into nonexistence. A little shocked and confused, the adventurers decided to go to sleep, forgetting that there were still werewolves around. Law of cartoon-reality: Anything, no matter how impossible it may be, will continue to exist and or happen up until one of the parties involved realize its lack of sense. ------------------------------------------------------- The Living Legate Nogrod Lommy McCaber Sally Gwathagor A Little Green Macalaure Nerwen Meneltarmacil Rikae Shasta The dead Roa: Eaten by werewolves, or otherwise gone missing Farael: Killed by a convenient plot-twist Aganzir: Squished into non-existance inside a d2 The tally Three Werewolves One Seer The note Post at your own peril of modwrath, wolves may PM, Seer may dream. __________________ I prepared Explosive Runes* this morning.