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Scion of The Faithful
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: The brink, where hope and despair are akin. [The Philippines]
Posts: 5,312
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Coming home from the lynching that DAY, tar-ancalime saw a message in her voicemail. It was from her associates in the future. They were being systematically hunted, and they need her aid. For tar-ancalime was no ordinary witch, but a Technical Services Sorceress, who aided witches and warlocks who were being pursued by authorities. She packed her portmanteau with extraction kits, and, after taking one last look out her window, zapped herself to the future.
Not far away from her, someone else needed an extrication. littlemanpoet was pacing nervously inside his cabin, waiting for an attack, hoping that it would not come. But come it did. The door was smashed to pieces by a single blow. In came the last Werewolf of Ened-in-Nowhere. 'Ah, it is you, [name deleted],' said the stone-cutter. 'So, you know me, eh?' said the Werewolf. 'A little dream told you, perhaps?' lmp nodded curtly, while playing with the heavy hammer in his hand. 'We'll end those dreams now, then.' Elempí, fearing a cunning trap, rushed at the Werewolf. The Werewolf jumped back out of his house, lifted a boulder, and, using unnatural strength, threw it at him. The Seer was crushed in the path of the huge rock as it smashed into a wall of his house. 'You shall see no more,' said the Werewolf. 'My fellow villagers shall get you,' said littlemanpoet, and then he died. The scroll of the census was changed: Nilpaurion Felagund, the Prophet of the Mod God, was lynched by suspicious means on the first NIGHT.
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フェンリス鴨 (Fenrisu Kamo) The plot, cut, defeated. I intend to copy this sig forever - so far so good...
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