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06-20-2009, 09:50 PM
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly
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Well, rubbish. I've quoted all these posts and for some reason it didn't save stuff.
I know Nerwen (or at least I think it was Nerwen) asked for an explanation regarding my behavior yesterDay. Simple. I was going to simply take a nap and then come back and change my vote (as I mentioned before I headed off for said nap) but I ended up....well, suffice to say I got very ill and wasn't able to make it back to my computer. I would have retracted before I went to bed but I thought I'd be back before deadline and I thought if I did sleep through deadline I didn't want to have another Day without a vote, as then I'd....well, you know, die. Shasta still wants to kill a ghost, but I'm leaning toward siding with him at this point. Before it seemed like a diversion tactic (being so early in the game and all) but I'm not sure it's a bad idea now. I want to keep an eye on him, but I think I will in fact leave him alone. Gosh, he must be loving all the attention from me.  Okay, so I'm not completely single-minded, I've been getting strange vibes from Dun. Gwath has struck me as awkward, but I never get a good read on him. Then again....bah I'm torn on voting him because I know that it would partially be to save myself. Then again I know that I'm not a wolf, whereas I dont' know what he is, and I'm not willing to take that risk. I'll vote in a minute, and once again I apologize for my absense. Busy weekend.
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06-20-2009, 09:53 PM
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Werewolf Psychic
Join Date: Apr 2007
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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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06-20-2009, 09:59 PM
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Laconic Loreman
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Well it will be a race, to see who can sneak in a last vote, that's for sure. I'm staying with Gwath if it makes any difference.
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06-20-2009, 09:59 PM
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Werewolf Psychic
Join Date: Apr 2007
Location: In fire, water, earth, and air. But mostly water.
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That last post made me too suspicious not to vote for you, Sally. Sorry.
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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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06-20-2009, 10:00 PM
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
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++Gwath
slow refresh so I'll be back in a minute.
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06-20-2009, 10:02 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.
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Belay that talk! Sally will walk the plank.
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06-20-2009, 11:43 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.
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Day 4
Though they had lost Wilwa Scab to Davy Jones, th' crew was quite relieved to find no one else dead. Yet th' day ahead would prove difficult. Th' corpses were pilin' up, 'n some wondered if it'd be best to be rid 'o a ghost to lighten th' load. Yet it was later agreed that it'd be smarter to murder a livin' scallywag 'n give a go' to eliminate th' mutineers since th' death 'o a ghost might be tellin' them nothin'.
By th' end 'o th' day, it came down between Cowerin' Gwath Slasher 'n Legless Sally Dawkins. Th' crew agreed that both had be actin' as quite th' sneaky swabs. But th' opinion 'o which one should die was split below th' middle. In th' end, th' decision was left to Shark Tooth Shasta because after all, he was th' first matey. "So what's it gunna be, Shark Tooth?" questioned Mac Sparrow. "Hmmm...." Shasta thought long 'n harrrd. "Okay, Sally Dawkins it be then," he decided. "No, no, murder Gwath!" protested Sally. "He's just a powder monkey, he be. I be ye carpenter. Ye can't murder me." But no one would listen to Legless Sally's protests. "How we murder her?" Shark Tooth Shasta asked his quartermaster. "Hm, well I be not sure I be needin' to murder her just yet," said Lommy th' Infected. "How 'bout just a punishment fer now? Then we can finish her off later. 'Tis be awhile since I done a good old-fashioned keelhaulin'." So Short Ruth Mith removed Sally's peglegs 'n tied her up to a rope real tight. Once she was thrown into th' ocean, Inziladun Jones 'n Eön Bloodbeard took turns heavin' th' rope as poor Sally Dawkins was dragged from one side under th' ship to th' other. "Oh look, a shark," Ham-Hands Izzy observed, pointin' towards th' water. Th' crew watched as th' shark disappeared underneath th' ship. Another minute went by before Almost-Blind Nerwen spoke up. "Maybe we let her up," she said. "After all, becomin' shark bait be quite a nasty way to be off fer anyone, 'n we don't even be knowin' whether she was guilty." Th' rest 'o th' crew nodded in agreement 'n they pulled Sally up. But it was too late fer th' carpenter. Th' shark had already gotten to her, 'n now Legless Sally Dawkins was also Armless Sally Dawkins. "Well at least we won't have to worry 'bout killin' her fer later," commented Quartermaster Lommy. Th' now-dead Sally Dawkins reawakened, spewin' sea water everywhere. She took notice 'o her missin' arms 'n rolled her eyes. "Great. Hearty thanks to ye lot," she said sarcastically. "Ye just couldn't murder me th' normal way like ye did fer Slippery McCaber, could ye?" She nudged her head in th' direction 'o th' hempen halter whar McCaber was still swin'in'. "'O course they couldn't," stated Black Death Brinn from her pike. "If everyone were to dance th' hempen jig, then that'd make me narration dull. Now stop ye complainin'. At least ye still have a body." Th' crew threw what was left 'o Sally Dawkins next to th' previous day's murder 'n retired fer th' nightfall. "What happened to ye?" asked High-Pitched Annu, openin' one eye after a long day's nap. "They took me arms, that's what happened," Limbless Sally replied bitterly. "Now thar be only half 'o me left." "Yo-ho-ho, I be knowin' what ye mean," Annu mumbled 'n she fell back asleep. The Living: -Puffy Shirt Rikae ~ Cabin Boy -Pirate Lommy the Infected ~ Quartermaster -Gangrenous Inziladun Jones ~ Pilot -Pirate Boromir the Malformed ~ Gunner -Shark Tooth Shasta ~ First mate -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 -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 -Dancin' Mira Blythe ~ Striker ~ danced her way off the deck -Whinin’ Eomer Bonny ~ Musician (Pur-loined Violin) ~ his pur-loined violin pur-loined him -High-Pitched Annu ~ Surgeon ~ halved by her own saw -Stutterin’ Wilwa Scab ~ Cook ~ gave her heart to Davy Jones -Legless Sally Dawkins ~ Carpenter ~ was shark bait for a day Night 5 has begun. Gifteds and aggressors, send me your choices. Last edited by Brinniel; 06-21-2009 at 10:01 PM. |
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06-21-2009, 10:01 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.
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Night 5
That nightfall, th' aggressors tiptoed towards their next victim, hopin' to catch him by surprise. But he was a light sleeper. Spottin' his soon-to-be attackers in th' darkness, he let out a shriek 'n hopped out 'o his bunk.
"Ye're here to murder me, aren't ye?" he asked them. "'O course," they replied. "What else would we be doin' here? We're famished fer more blood 'n it be yours we be after." "Fine then," said th' victim. "But ye'll have to catch me first." In that instant, th' victim took off runnin' 'n screamin' in terror. Swords in hands, th' aggressors went after him. All through th' ship they ran. Up to th' poop deck, through th' galley, below to th' bilge rat. Finally, th' victim could run no more. Pantin', he collapsed as th' aggressors caught up to him. They didn't even wait fer him to catch his breath, but proceeded to stab him several times 'til he didn't breathe at all. When they were done, th' aggressors snickered 'n ran away. But th' victim wasn't done yet. Now as a ghost, he stood back up eager fer revenge. He would no longer be a victim, but an avenger. Th' avenger grabbed his sword 'n sought out his own victim 'o choice. He found him quickly, 'n didn't hesitate to point his sword at th' startled scurvy dog's throat. "What be ye threatenin' at me fer?" asked th' avenger's victim. "What fer?" th' avenger replied. "Ye killed me! 'An I shall have me vengeance." "Avast, thar, how can ye be sure that I be really be ye killer?" "Don't ask questions. 'O course I would be knowin' who attacked me. Now I demand a duel." Th' avenger pressed his sword harder against th' other scallywag's throat, drawin' blood. "Fine then," th' victim growled, unhappy at bein' threatened like so. "Whar do want to do it?" "On th' poop deck. We can sword fight in th' moonlight." "So be it. Just let me find me sword first." said th' victim as he scrounged in th' dark. Everyone continued to slumber, while up on deck a duel began. They clashed their swords, practiced their fancy footwork, 'n did all other sorts 'o impressive stunts. It was great entertainment, which makes it a shame that no one else was thar to watch; even th' dead were asleep. They were an even match. But unfortunately fer th' victim, a ghost be harrrd to murder again, especially a vengeful one. 'An in th' end, th' avenger was th' victor as he plummeted his sword into th' other's chest. So th' avenger's victim joined him among th' ranks 'o th' unquiet dead. In th' mornin', th' crew was shocked to find not one, but a pair among them had become ghosts overnight. Nogrod 'n Rikae stood on th' poop deck, both locked in an angry death stare, as blood seeped from their stab wounds. They didn't even blink when their fellow crewmembers surrounded them. But why would they? They were dead, after all. The Living: -Pirate Lommy the Infected ~ Quartermaster -Gangrenous Inziladun Jones ~ Pilot -Pirate Boromir the Malformed ~ Gunner -Shark Tooth Shasta ~ First mate -Snifflin’ Mac Sparrow ~ Cooper -Almost-Blind Nerwen ~ Navigator/Sea Artist -Poop Deck Kath ~ Musician (Pipe) -Cowerin' Gwath Slasher ~ Powder Monkey -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 -Dancin' Mira Blythe ~ Striker ~ danced her way off the deck -Whinin’ Eomer Bonny ~ Musician (Pur-loined Violin) ~ his pur-loined violin pur-loined him -High-Pitched Annu ~ Surgeon ~ halved by her own saw -Stutterin’ Wilwa Scab ~ Cook ~ gave her heart to Davy Jones -Legless Sally Dawkins ~ Carpenter ~ was shark bait for a day -Puffy Shirt Rikae ~ Cabin Boy ~ was never fond of pointy objects -Pirate Nogrod the Fashionably Late ~ Gunner ~ had an unfriendly encounter with cold steel *Reminder: Gender, order of death as listed, etc has no significance and contains no hints. Day 5 has begun. Start discussing. |
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06-21-2009, 10:04 PM
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Laconic Loreman
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Well I guess there goes my first post...
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