WWLVIII: Escape From Angband (or Behavioral Modification) - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

satansaloser2005 · 03-17-2009, 02:20 AM

The beginning of the end....

The assorted players, some quiet and jittery, others loud and snappish, gathered together in the middle of a quiet village, seemingly a ghost town.

“So did we make it?” one asked. “Are we finally free?”

One of the veterans, who had long since given up hope of being rescued from their prison, replied shortly, “Don't be stupid. We would not be released without a reason.”

“Are you saying it's a trap?” a little one piped up, her voice barely audible over the more experienced player's cynical remarks. The others shook their heads and some embraced their loved ones, happy to have escaped the torturous dwelling even if this respite was temporary.

And then a duck quacked.

Those who had been leaning against decrepit buildings, dozing off in the dim light of the late evening sun, snapped awake and watched as the small creature made its -her, but who would be paying attention to details at a time like this?- way through the crowd of refugees.

“This isn't over,” one of them muttered, and several others nodded, making their way into a deserted inn for the night. They could all use a night's rest, especially after their recent escape, newfound freedom, and complete lack of a plan.

A few of them twitched, convinced they saw shadows move behind the pillars of the local church, but they attributed it to lack of food and sleep and headed toward shelter.

They paid no mind to the duck other than to shake their heads wearily at her, not noticing her nip at the ankles of some of their fellows as they passed. Those who were bitten were surprised later that night to find feathers fall to the ground as they absently scratched their heads and muttered incomprehensible phrases, giving their companions foul, hungry stares as they drifted to sleep.

Players
Feanor of the Peredhil
Brinniel
wilwarin538
Shastanis Althreduin
Mirandir
Durelin
Nogrod
Isabellkya
Nerwen
Rikae
Mith
Kath
Lari
Mac
Nienna
Gwathagor
Thinlómien
Legate of Amon Lanc
Nilpaurion Felagund

DO NOT POST YET. THE GAME BEGINS AT 10PM CT TODAY.

satansaloser2005 · 03-17-2009, 09:00 PM

"Hello, my name is Phantom McPhantomPants. You threatened my village. Prepare to die."

--or--

Top ten signs Phantom should use his brain before using his hands. That's what she said.

--or--

"I told you, never trust a monkey! (Erm, duck!)"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Phantom crept through the dusty room, stepping over the bodies of several sleeping Downers. One in particular caught his eye, a young girl who appeared to have feathers growing out of her head.

“I've heard of these types,” he muttered under his breath, “infiltrating the escapee groups only to lead the Dark Lord right to us. Well, we'll see how she handles the great Phantom.”

He snuck to the door, nudging her leg, and she stirred slightly, waking just enough to hear him call her name. She hesitantly made her way to the door, seeing him half hidden in the shadow of the door posts, a portion of his face illuminated by the sliver of moon that was out that night.

“What do you want?” she whispered impatiently, picking an odd feather out of her hair.

“I know what you are,” the Phantom replied, “and you have no place here. Leave now and there won't be any trouble.”

“You're just jealous of my sig, aren't you?”

“Of course not,” he shot back. “Okay, maybe a little, but that's not the point. You don't belong here, and no one wants you. Which is to say I don't want you, and I'm the important one, so get out.”

The young woman turned her head back to see her pet sleeping soundly where she had been laying. The little creature let out a contented quack and rolled over. The girl smiled then turned back toward Phantom, her face now bearing significant traces of confusion. “If I leave, they'll find me,” she told him.

“Oh, but I know that's what you want. You want to sneak out at night and....and....go for a swim,” he finished weakly, not really knowing what were-ducks did in their spare time anyway.

“I don't know what you're talking about, but there's no way I'm walking out of the only safe place for miles. And why are you staring at my hair?” she hissed. “What's wrong with you? I'm not leaving, so you may as well shut up and leave me alone.”

“Okay,” he said with a sigh, “you leave me no choice.”

Before she could react the Phantom had whipped out a six-fingered sword. She began to wonder why he had a six-fingered sword in the first place when the man in front of her jabbed the blade into her chest. Her mouth dropped open in shock and horror, but as she slid to the floor the Phantom's smug grin faded and he knelt beside her.

“You....you aren't one of them, are you?”

“No, you idiot,” she replied on a gasp, but before he could respond (or apologize, though he hadn't planned on it anyway) she breathed no more. Sally was dead.

“Well, crap,” Phantom muttered. “There goes my perfect record.”

“Hardly,” a voice from behind him whispered. Phantom stood and turned, his eyes meeting with dripping fangs and a face and hands bearded with feathers.

“Well, crap again,” Phantom said, and the were-ducks pounced upon him.

“Quite fresh, this one,” one of the villains remarked, taking a chunk out of Phantom's leg.

“That's....what....she....said....”

The second baddie slit Phantom's throat, putting him out of his misery.

“Bloody fool.”

“Quite.”

“Breakfast?”

“Sounds lovely. I'll have the ham and some Sally over easy.”

“I don't know. Phantom's bad for your cholesterol.”

The duck had woken by now, and made her way over to her mistress's body, tracking her blood all over the floor. She nibbled Sally's toes, then crossed around to Sally's face and quacked dolefully in her ear. When Sally didn't react Mnemo looked up at the were-ducks.

“Dibs on her heart,” she quacked with a malicious grin, and her minions dragged the bodies outside and feasted until dawn.

The Living
Feanor of the Peredhil
Brinniel
wilwarin538
Shastanis Althreduin
Mirandir
Durelin
Nogrod
Isabellkya
Nerwen
Rikae
Mith
Kath
Lari
Mac
Nienna
Gwathagor
Thinlómien
Legate of Amon Lanc
Nilpaurion Felagund

The Dead
Sally (moddess, stabbed in a case of mistaken identity by a non-six-fingered Phantom on Night 0)
Phantom (narcissist, made into a very unhealthy breakfast on Night 0)

satansaloser2005 · 03-17-2009, 09:02 PM

You may all post to your heart's content!

(It's been brought to my attention that at least one PM did not go through as intended. If you have not received a PM please PM me to let me know BEFORE you post and I'll get you sorted straightaway. Thanks!)

Have at it, minions!

Lariren Shadow · 03-17-2009, 09:04 PM

Hello fellow escapees!

Poor Phantom McPhantompants and Sally. Tis a sad sad thing.

But all the Princess Bride references made me happy.

Lariren Shadow · 03-17-2009, 09:06 PM

Well this sucks...first to post is generally first to die...

Nienna · 03-17-2009, 09:08 PM

As you wish.

Lariren Shadow · 03-17-2009, 09:09 PM

Hamlet sig...BAD WOLF NIENNA!

Mirandir · 03-17-2009, 09:10 PM

Nienna, don't you know it's always the first three to post who are evil?

...

Crap.

Nienna · 03-17-2009, 09:11 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lariren Shadow

Hamlet sig...BAD WOLF NIENNA!

no sig BAD WOLF LARI

Lariren Shadow · 03-17-2009, 09:11 PM

Now Fea needs to post then all of us in the purple asylum will have posted.

satansaloser2005 · 03-17-2009, 09:11 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lariren Shadow

Now Fea needs to post then all of us in the purple asylum will have posted.

That's what I told her.

Fea, post in the next two minutes or you're modfired!

Lariren Shadow · 03-17-2009, 09:11 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nienna

no sig BAD WOLF LARI

No newbie protection for you!

Feanor of the Peredhil · 03-17-2009, 09:13 PM

"I'm here," Fea whispers quietly to herself, unaware there are others in the vicinity.

Lariren Shadow · 03-17-2009, 09:13 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

"I'm here," Fea whispers quietly to herself, unaware there are others in the vicinity.

We are always in the vicinity.

Mirandir · 03-17-2009, 09:15 PM

Lari - First to post. Must be evil.

Nienna - Newbie. But second to post. Must also be evil.

Mira - Posted third. Must be evil. Might as well just kill her off now, that stupid wench.

Sally - *is moddess and thus spectacular*

Fea - is Fea. Must lynch immediately.

Brinniel · 03-17-2009, 09:18 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mira

Nienna, don't you know it's always the first three to post who are evil?

Really?

Lariren Shadow · 03-17-2009, 09:18 PM

Clearly early analysis means evil!

Lariren Shadow · 03-17-2009, 09:18 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Brinniel

Really?

Honorary member of the purple asylum posted!

satansaloser2005 · 03-17-2009, 09:19 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mirandir

Nienna, don't you know it's always the first three to post who are evil?

...

Crap.

So very true.

....

Crap.

satansaloser2005 · 03-17-2009, 09:20 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lariren Shadow

Honorary member of the purple asylum posted!

Oi, what am I? White Nebraska trash?

Oh, wait. That's right. Well, crackers. You all suck. *pouts* I'm going to start my own club.

Mirandir · 03-17-2009, 09:20 PM

Yay Brinn! We were just wondering when you would show up.

And yes. That was determined last game, if I remember correctly. But knowing me, that wager is anything BUT correct.

Brinniel · 03-17-2009, 09:20 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nienna

no sig BAD WOLF LARI

Of course she has a sig. You're just not looking properly.

Nienna · 03-17-2009, 09:22 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Brinniel

Of course she has a sig. You're just not looking properly.

i know... epic fail on my part... its late and i'm busy bossing my minions

Mirandir · 03-17-2009, 09:23 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by satansaloser2005

Oi, what am I? White Nebraska trash?

Oh, wait. That's right. Well, crackers. You all suck. *pouts* I'm going to start my own club.

Oh sally dear...You know we love you with the force of forty thousand and two hermanos...Okay, I really need to stop napping before I come into work. Can I go back to the asylum? Please?

satansaloser2005 · 03-17-2009, 09:24 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mirandir

Oh sally dear...You know we love you with the force of forty thousand and two hermanos...Okay, I really need to stop napping before I come into work. Can I go back to the asylum? Please?

Absolutely. I got this lovely white jacket at the mall today, think it'll fit you quite nicely. *laces up* Yes, that's just gorgeous! All right, Steve, Formie, take her way!

Mirandir · 03-17-2009, 09:25 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by satansaloser2005

Absolutely. I got this lovely white jacket at the mall today, think it'll fit you quite nicely. *laces up* Yes, that's just gorgeous! All right, Steve, Formie, take her way!

Hooray!

Lariren Shadow · 03-17-2009, 09:25 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by satansaloser2005

Oi, what am I? White Nebraska trash?

Oh, wait. That's right. Well, crackers. You all suck. *pouts* I'm going to start my own club.

You don't really want to be either a member or a honorary one but...we could make an exception.

Clearly we need all the people we can get to be part of the purple place. We'll send you the purple lemonade shortly!

Brinniel · 03-17-2009, 09:27 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mira

Yay Brinn! We were just wondering when you would show up.

Yep, I'm here for a little while at least.

Though I'm tired and still have electronics to install, so we'll see how long I last.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mira

And yes. That was determined last game, if I remember correctly. But knowing me, that wager is anything BUT correct.

Nah, only one of the first three posters was evil. Actually it was the third person who posted...

Nienna · 03-17-2009, 09:27 PM

and you can have the purple robes too

Mirandir · 03-17-2009, 09:30 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Brinniel

Nah, only one of the first three posters was evil. Actually it was the third person who posted...

Well sn-ap diddly-ap. I must be evil. Maybe I can beat Fea for fastest lynch time...

Mirandir · 03-17-2009, 09:30 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nienna

and you can have the purple robes too

NOBODY WANTS THEM.

Brinniel · 03-17-2009, 09:31 PM

Heh, I only just got the purple asylum joke. I told you I'm tired.

Lariren Shadow · 03-17-2009, 09:32 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mirandir

NOBODY WANTS THEM.

BURNS THEM WE SHOULD!

the phantom · 03-17-2009, 09:33 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Brin

I told you I'm tired.

That's what she said.

satansaloser2005 · 03-17-2009, 09:33 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mirandir

NOBODY WANTS THEM.

I want them! I like anything purple. Well, except this.

Mirandir · 03-17-2009, 09:34 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lariren Shadow

BURNS THEM WE SHOULD!

That, my love, would require effort. And frankly, at the moment I'm more concerned with eating my Easy Mac. Speaking of Mac, where is Bubbles? And Rikae for that matter.

Feanor of the Peredhil · 03-17-2009, 09:34 PM

Watches. Waits.

Brinniel · 03-17-2009, 09:35 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nienna

and you can have the purple robes too

Haha, purple robes! *points and laughs*

Mirandir · 03-17-2009, 09:35 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

Watches. Waits.

IN CHARACTER POSTING! LYNCH!

satansaloser2005 · 03-17-2009, 09:36 PM

I don't think I get it.

03-17-2009, 02:20 AM	#1
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	WWLVIII: Escape From Angband (or Behavioral Modification) The beginning of the end.... The assorted players, some quiet and jittery, others loud and snappish, gathered together in the middle of a quiet village, seemingly a ghost town. “So did we make it?” one asked. “Are we finally free?” One of the veterans, who had long since given up hope of being rescued from their prison, replied shortly, “Don't be stupid. We would not be released without a reason.” “Are you saying it's a trap?” a little one piped up, her voice barely audible over the more experienced player's cynical remarks. The others shook their heads and some embraced their loved ones, happy to have escaped the torturous dwelling even if this respite was temporary. And then a duck quacked. Those who had been leaning against decrepit buildings, dozing off in the dim light of the late evening sun, snapped awake and watched as the small creature made its -her, but who would be paying attention to details at a time like this?- way through the crowd of refugees. “This isn't over,” one of them muttered, and several others nodded, making their way into a deserted inn for the night. They could all use a night's rest, especially after their recent escape, newfound freedom, and complete lack of a plan. A few of them twitched, convinced they saw shadows move behind the pillars of the local church, but they attributed it to lack of food and sleep and headed toward shelter. They paid no mind to the duck other than to shake their heads wearily at her, not noticing her nip at the ankles of some of their fellows as they passed. Those who were bitten were surprised later that night to find feathers fall to the ground as they absently scratched their heads and muttered incomprehensible phrases, giving their companions foul, hungry stares as they drifted to sleep. Players Feanor of the Peredhil Brinniel wilwarin538 Shastanis Althreduin Mirandir Durelin Nogrod Isabellkya Nerwen Rikae Mith Kath Lari Mac Nienna Gwathagor Thinlómien Legate of Amon Lanc Nilpaurion Felagund DO NOT POST YET. THE GAME BEGINS AT 10PM CT TODAY. __________________ "My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm. Last edited by satansaloser2005; 03-17-2009 at 07:17 PM.

03-17-2009, 09:00 PM	#2
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	Night Zero "Hello, my name is Phantom McPhantomPants. You threatened my village. Prepare to die." --or-- Top ten signs Phantom should use his brain before using his hands. That's what she said. --or-- "I told you, never trust a monkey! (Erm, duck!)" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Phantom crept through the dusty room, stepping over the bodies of several sleeping Downers. One in particular caught his eye, a young girl who appeared to have feathers growing out of her head. “I've heard of these types,” he muttered under his breath, “infiltrating the escapee groups only to lead the Dark Lord right to us. Well, we'll see how she handles the great Phantom.” He snuck to the door, nudging her leg, and she stirred slightly, waking just enough to hear him call her name. She hesitantly made her way to the door, seeing him half hidden in the shadow of the door posts, a portion of his face illuminated by the sliver of moon that was out that night. “What do you want?” she whispered impatiently, picking an odd feather out of her hair. “I know what you are,” the Phantom replied, “and you have no place here. Leave now and there won't be any trouble.” “You're just jealous of my sig, aren't you?” “Of course not,” he shot back. “Okay, maybe a little, but that's not the point. You don't belong here, and no one wants you. Which is to say I don't want you, and I'm the important one, so get out.” The young woman turned her head back to see her pet sleeping soundly where she had been laying. The little creature let out a contented quack and rolled over. The girl smiled then turned back toward Phantom, her face now bearing significant traces of confusion. “If I leave, they'll find me,” she told him. “Oh, but I know that's what you want. You want to sneak out at night and....and....go for a swim,” he finished weakly, not really knowing what were-ducks did in their spare time anyway. “I don't know what you're talking about, but there's no way I'm walking out of the only safe place for miles. And why are you staring at my hair?” she hissed. “What's wrong with you? I'm not leaving, so you may as well shut up and leave me alone.” “Okay,” he said with a sigh, “you leave me no choice.” Before she could react the Phantom had whipped out a six-fingered sword. She began to wonder why he had a six-fingered sword in the first place when the man in front of her jabbed the blade into her chest. Her mouth dropped open in shock and horror, but as she slid to the floor the Phantom's smug grin faded and he knelt beside her. “You....you aren't one of them, are you?” “No, you idiot,” she replied on a gasp, but before he could respond (or apologize, though he hadn't planned on it anyway) she breathed no more. Sally was dead. “Well, crap,” Phantom muttered. “There goes my perfect record.” “Hardly,” a voice from behind him whispered. Phantom stood and turned, his eyes meeting with dripping fangs and a face and hands bearded with feathers. “Well, crap again,” Phantom said, and the were-ducks pounced upon him. “Quite fresh, this one,” one of the villains remarked, taking a chunk out of Phantom's leg. “That's....what....she....said....” The second baddie slit Phantom's throat, putting him out of his misery. “Bloody fool.” “Quite.” “Breakfast?” “Sounds lovely. I'll have the ham and some Sally over easy.” “I don't know. Phantom's bad for your cholesterol.” The duck had woken by now, and made her way over to her mistress's body, tracking her blood all over the floor. She nibbled Sally's toes, then crossed around to Sally's face and quacked dolefully in her ear. When Sally didn't react Mnemo looked up at the were-ducks. “Dibs on her heart,” she quacked with a malicious grin, and her minions dragged the bodies outside and feasted until dawn. The Living Feanor of the Peredhil Brinniel wilwarin538 Shastanis Althreduin Mirandir Durelin Nogrod Isabellkya Nerwen Rikae Mith Kath Lari Mac Nienna Gwathagor Thinlómien Legate of Amon Lanc Nilpaurion Felagund The Dead Sally (moddess, stabbed in a case of mistaken identity by a non-six-fingered Phantom on Night 0) Phantom (narcissist, made into a very unhealthy breakfast on Night 0) __________________ "My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm. Last edited by satansaloser2005; 03-18-2009 at 12:30 AM.

03-17-2009, 09:02 PM	#3
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	Day One has now begun You may all post to your heart's content! (It's been brought to my attention that at least one PM did not go through as intended. If you have not received a PM please PM me to let me know BEFORE you post and I'll get you sorted straightaway. Thanks!) Have at it, minions! __________________ "My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.

03-17-2009, 09:04 PM	#4
Lariren Shadow Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: Where the day meets the night Posts: 607	Hello fellow escapees! Poor Phantom McPhantompants and Sally. Tis a sad sad thing. But all the Princess Bride references made me happy. __________________ Choose treachery, its more fun!

03-17-2009, 09:06 PM	#5
Lariren Shadow Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: Where the day meets the night Posts: 607	Well this sucks...first to post is generally first to die... __________________ Choose treachery, its more fun!

03-17-2009, 09:08 PM	#6
Nienna Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: School Posts: 642	As you wish. __________________ Puddle! Puddle!

03-17-2009, 09:09 PM	#7
Lariren Shadow Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: Where the day meets the night Posts: 607	Hamlet sig...BAD WOLF NIENNA! __________________ Choose treachery, its more fun!

03-17-2009, 09:10 PM	#8
Mirandir Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: CT/NY Posts: 681	Nienna, don't you know it's always the first three to post who are evil? ... Crap. __________________ Rise and rise again until lambs become lions.

03-17-2009, 09:11 PM	#10
Lariren Shadow Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: Where the day meets the night Posts: 607	Now Fea needs to post then all of us in the purple asylum will have posted. __________________ Choose treachery, its more fun!

03-17-2009, 09:13 PM	#13
Feanor of the Peredhil La Belle Dame sans Merci Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: perpetual uncertainty Posts: 5,517	"I'm here," Fea whispers quietly to herself, unaware there are others in the vicinity. __________________ peace

03-17-2009, 09:15 PM	#15
Mirandir Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: CT/NY Posts: 681	Analysis so far... Lari - First to post. Must be evil. Nienna - Newbie. But second to post. Must also be evil. Mira - Posted third. Must be evil. Might as well just kill her off now, that stupid wench. Sally - is moddess and thus spectacular Fea - is Fea. Must lynch immediately. __________________ Rise and rise again until lambs become lions.

03-17-2009, 09:18 PM	#17
Lariren Shadow Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: Where the day meets the night Posts: 607	Clearly early analysis means evil! __________________ Choose treachery, its more fun!

03-17-2009, 09:20 PM	#21
Mirandir Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: CT/NY Posts: 681	Yay Brinn! We were just wondering when you would show up. And yes. That was determined last game, if I remember correctly. But knowing me, that wager is anything BUT correct. __________________ Rise and rise again until lambs become lions. Last edited by Mirandir; 03-17-2009 at 09:20 PM. Reason: xed with sally and Lari x2

03-17-2009, 09:27 PM	#29
Nienna Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: School Posts: 642	and you can have the purple robes too __________________ Puddle! Puddle!

03-17-2009, 09:31 PM	#32
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	Heh, I only just got the purple asylum joke. I told you I'm tired. __________________ Nolite te bastardes carborundorum

03-17-2009, 09:34 PM	#37
Feanor of the Peredhil La Belle Dame sans Merci Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: perpetual uncertainty Posts: 5,517	Watches. Waits. __________________ peace

03-17-2009, 09:36 PM	#40
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	the moddess pouts I don't think I get it. __________________ "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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