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Brinniel · 07-05-2008, 05:00 PM

The next night the moon was full and the hackers were thirsting for another kill. They had successfully avoided the angry mob the previous day, and in their place an innocent BDer was lynched. They huddled together in the woods for several hours as they made their evil plans.

“So, we’ve made our decision?” said one.
“Yep, it’ll be a nice juicy kill, I’m sure of it,” said another.
“Okay, let’s go,” said the third.

The three hackers prowled through the camp, unseen by the sleeping BDers. Their target was at the very end of the row of tents. But as they approached the tent, they saw the figure of someone standing in front of it. And it was not their prey.

“You think you can get away with another kill tonight?” said the figure. “Well, not if I can stop you!” The shape held up a crossbow, and an arrow came flying at one of the hackers, grazing its shoulder.
“Ow!” cried out the hacker.
A second arrow came flying, whizzing past the ear of another hacker.
“Abort the plan! Abort the plan!” shouted the hackers, and they ran away scattering.

The hackers had narrowly missed the ranger’s arrows and they returned to their tents, their stomachs still growling.

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The BDers emerged from their tents early the next morning wondering who the hackers’ next victim was. But after Nogrod did a quick headcount, they realised everyone was still alive.

“So what happened,” wondered Kath. “Did the hackers just not feel like killing someone last night?”
“Wait a minute,” said Kitanna as she pulled an arrow from a tree and showed it to the rest.
“Well, it looks like our moderators have been doing their jobs,” observed Boromir.
“Thank Eru for that,” praised Nilpaurion.
The BDers all agreed as the settled themselves in a circle around the campfire.

“Well this has certainly been a boring narration,” sighed Aganzir. “I mean, while it’s nice and all that the hackers didn’t manage to kill anyone, a death here and there does at least add a bit of spice.”
“Yeah,” agreed Eomer. “And this narration isn’t even funny. If no one’s gonna killed at night, then something funny should happen in its place.”
The other BDers nodded in agreement.

Then McCaber spoke up. “Well don’t you guys know? That’s why I’m here! After all, I’m the comedian of the group.”
“Okay, what kind of jokes do you do?” asked Nerwen.
“LotR ones, of course,” McCaber replied. “Wanna see my Denethor impression?”

Before anyone could respond, McCaber picked up a bottle of propane and poured it all over himself. He then jumped into the campfire and proceeded that with running around the camp in a flaming blob screaming, “Wheeeeee!!!!!!!”
Finally McCaber collapsed and the BDers came running over to him with buckets of water. They put out the fire, but it was already too late for McCaber who had been burnt to a crisp.

“Now that was funny,” said Sally, and the others couldn’t help but agree.

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The Living:

Nilpaurion Felagund~Ainulindalë Addict
Kitanna~the self-righteous know-it-all
Aganzir~non-anonymous neg-repper
Shastanis Althreduin~chatspeak translator
Nerwen~rabid fangirl
Boromir88~the one upper
Kath~artiste
Rikae~the person who tries to fake knowledge of the books and fails miserably
Durelin~Unreliable RPG Addict
Eomer of the Rohirrim~easily-offended trendy
Nogrod~the wanna-be moderator
The Elf-Warrior~nitpicker
satansaloser2005~a fan of everything but Tolkien
THE Ka~Artful Dodger
Eönwë~conspiracy theorist
Formendacil~Tolkien Canonist
Mithalwen~therapist

The Dead:

The Barrow-Wight~took up permanent residence in a barrow (mod)
The Sixth Wizard~ grammar Nazi~strung up in a tree (ordo)
McCaber~ does it 4 teh lulz~made the narration much more amusing than it originally was (ordo)

Day 2 has begun.

Hackers stop PMing. Everyone now may talk.

07-05-2008, 05:00 PM	#132
Brinniel 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	Night 2 The next night the moon was full and the hackers were thirsting for another kill. They had successfully avoided the angry mob the previous day, and in their place an innocent BDer was lynched. They huddled together in the woods for several hours as they made their evil plans. “So, we’ve made our decision?” said one. “Yep, it’ll be a nice juicy kill, I’m sure of it,” said another. “Okay, let’s go,” said the third. The three hackers prowled through the camp, unseen by the sleeping BDers. Their target was at the very end of the row of tents. But as they approached the tent, they saw the figure of someone standing in front of it. And it was not their prey. “You think you can get away with another kill tonight?” said the figure. “Well, not if I can stop you!” The shape held up a crossbow, and an arrow came flying at one of the hackers, grazing its shoulder. “Ow!” cried out the hacker. A second arrow came flying, whizzing past the ear of another hacker. “Abort the plan! Abort the plan!” shouted the hackers, and they ran away scattering. The hackers had narrowly missed the ranger’s arrows and they returned to their tents, their stomachs still growling. ----------------------------------------- The BDers emerged from their tents early the next morning wondering who the hackers’ next victim was. But after Nogrod did a quick headcount, they realised everyone was still alive. “So what happened,” wondered Kath. “Did the hackers just not feel like killing someone last night?” “Wait a minute,” said Kitanna as she pulled an arrow from a tree and showed it to the rest. “Well, it looks like our moderators have been doing their jobs,” observed Boromir. “Thank Eru for that,” praised Nilpaurion. The BDers all agreed as the settled themselves in a circle around the campfire. “Well this has certainly been a boring narration,” sighed Aganzir. “I mean, while it’s nice and all that the hackers didn’t manage to kill anyone, a death here and there does at least add a bit of spice.” “Yeah,” agreed Eomer. “And this narration isn’t even funny. If no one’s gonna killed at night, then something funny should happen in its place.” The other BDers nodded in agreement. Then McCaber spoke up. “Well don’t you guys know? That’s why I’m here! After all, I’m the comedian of the group.” “Okay, what kind of jokes do you do?” asked Nerwen. “LotR ones, of course,” McCaber replied. “Wanna see my Denethor impression?” Before anyone could respond, McCaber picked up a bottle of propane and poured it all over himself. He then jumped into the campfire and proceeded that with running around the camp in a flaming blob screaming, “Wheeeeee!!!!!!!” Finally McCaber collapsed and the BDers came running over to him with buckets of water. They put out the fire, but it was already too late for McCaber who had been burnt to a crisp. “Now that was funny,” said Sally, and the others couldn’t help but agree. ---------------------------------------- The Living: Nilpaurion Felagund~Ainulindalë Addict Kitanna~the self-righteous know-it-all Aganzir~non-anonymous neg-repper Shastanis Althreduin~chatspeak translator Nerwen~rabid fangirl Boromir88~the one upper Kath~artiste Rikae~the person who tries to fake knowledge of the books and fails miserably Durelin~Unreliable RPG Addict Eomer of the Rohirrim~easily-offended trendy Nogrod~the wanna-be moderator The Elf-Warrior~nitpicker satansaloser2005~a fan of everything but Tolkien THE Ka~Artful Dodger Eönwë~conspiracy theorist Formendacil~Tolkien Canonist Mithalwen~therapist The Dead: The Barrow-Wight~took up permanent residence in a barrow (mod) The Sixth Wizard~ grammar Nazi~strung up in a tree (ordo) McCaber~ does it 4 teh lulz~made the narration much more amusing than it originally was (ordo) Day 2 has begun. Hackers stop PMing. Everyone now may talk.