Tol-In-Gauroth XXIV: Battle of the Band[Wagon] - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Sleepy Ranger · 09-29-2006, 12:47 PM

The musicians gathered around and formed a circle around Volo, the one they had chosen for death this day. As this was a musical fest he was permitted to play a final song. The musician grinned and lifted his guitar beginning to strum, a phantom band began to back him up. His grin widened as he began to play 'We Damn The Night'.

Blood on my pillow
Blood on my skin
Am I going mad
Or was this a dream?
There in the depth
The hollow souls wait
Voices surround me
Tempting my fate
Then out of nowhere
Figures in dark
Guarding my soul in the fight

We are strong we're alive
We have faith in his might
We believe in the everlasting plight
Anytime, anywhere we will always be there
We will fight for what's ours and what's right
We damn the night

Volo's grin had turned to a wicked and twisted smirk now. An evil look embraced his face, an evil aura touched his skin. He began to transform into a hideous and large creature. He snarled at the rest and continued the song, the phantom band playing to perfection.

Out in the blackness
Shivering cold
Doubt takes on shape
Fear the unknown
Eyes of the fallen
Piercing their glance
Whispers of doom
Left without chance
Then out of nowhere
Figures in dark
Shield my soul in the fight

We are strong we're alive
We have faith in his might
We believe in the everlasting plight
Anytime, anywhere we will always be there
We will fight for what's ours and what's right
We damn the night

We damn the night...

He dropped his guitar as the song ended and dropped to all fours. He arched his back and prepared to spring at the unprepared stars but instead he jumped over them. "He's getting away! After him!" Shouted out Celuien who was the first to comprehend the situation. The thirteen ran after him, all the while trying to think of a way to be rid of the beast but alas, he was too fast for them. It seemed he would get away. That would be terrible. Just terrible.

The beast reached the edge of the valley and turned around. The rest, still a considerable distance away, halted. Volo raised himself, standing on just two legs. He was easily two feet taller than the tallest amongst them. They cowered back as the wolf let out a blood curling howl, which faintly resembled an evil laugh. "Happy Helloween!" He snarled out and sprang away, jumping out of the valley.

He thought he would get away, the musicians thought he would get away but no! He froze in mid air. The magic barrier set up by the trio seemed to work on them too. His expression changed to one of twisted agon as he transformed back to his human self. Blood began to blot just under his skin as he stayed there frozen in mid air as the rest watched on horrified.

Everyone watching knew Volo would not survive this but nobody had expected what happened to have. He popped. Simple as that. He did not explode, he did not drop dead he simply popped. Blood, body parts and organs splattered everywhere but nobody was sure how it happened. He just seemed to take in a deep breath and *pop*, he was all over them in bits and pieces. The musicians, covered in blood (and an unlucky few had an arm or foot on them) smiled at each other. Luck had favored them.

***

It is now night. Surviving two wolves may converse and PM me their chosen victim. Seer I need a name. Hunter and Ranger may converse and PM me their respective choices.

Night 1

Dead
Sleepy Cowell (Mod) - Beheaded and mounted on a wall.
Volo (Wolf) [Kai Hansen] - Popped by the magical barrier he helped set up.

Alive
Menelteramacil
Glirdan
Macalaure
Diamond18
THE Ka
Thinlomien
Celuien
Eonwe
Nogrod
Durelin
Boromir88
Folwren
Rune

***

As the survivors retreated to the Snowy Wolf Tavern a figure hidden in the shadows watched them. They had done well but in the end there could be just one winner. 'Greatest' was not something that could be shared. "Good night. Sleep well. Tomorrow will be another day and for better or worse, one of you may not be there to see it." The figure waited till they were all inside and then made his way to his hiding place under the shell.

09-29-2006, 12:47 PM	#11
Sleepy Ranger Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: On the field, kissing the 'Downs crest Posts: 1,654	We Damn The Night The musicians gathered around and formed a circle around Volo, the one they had chosen for death this day. As this was a musical fest he was permitted to play a final song. The musician grinned and lifted his guitar beginning to strum, a phantom band began to back him up. His grin widened as he began to play 'We Damn The Night'. Blood on my pillow Blood on my skin Am I going mad Or was this a dream? There in the depth The hollow souls wait Voices surround me Tempting my fate Then out of nowhere Figures in dark Guarding my soul in the fight We are strong we're alive We have faith in his might We believe in the everlasting plight Anytime, anywhere we will always be there We will fight for what's ours and what's right We damn the night Volo's grin had turned to a wicked and twisted smirk now. An evil look embraced his face, an evil aura touched his skin. He began to transform into a hideous and large creature. He snarled at the rest and continued the song, the phantom band playing to perfection. Out in the blackness Shivering cold Doubt takes on shape Fear the unknown Eyes of the fallen Piercing their glance Whispers of doom Left without chance Then out of nowhere Figures in dark Shield my soul in the fight We are strong we're alive We have faith in his might We believe in the everlasting plight Anytime, anywhere we will always be there We will fight for what's ours and what's right We damn the night We damn the night... He dropped his guitar as the song ended and dropped to all fours. He arched his back and prepared to spring at the unprepared stars but instead he jumped over them. "He's getting away! After him!" Shouted out Celuien who was the first to comprehend the situation. The thirteen ran after him, all the while trying to think of a way to be rid of the beast but alas, he was too fast for them. It seemed he would get away. That would be terrible. Just terrible. The beast reached the edge of the valley and turned around. The rest, still a considerable distance away, halted. Volo raised himself, standing on just two legs. He was easily two feet taller than the tallest amongst them. They cowered back as the wolf let out a blood curling howl, which faintly resembled an evil laugh. "Happy Helloween!" He snarled out and sprang away, jumping out of the valley. He thought he would get away, the musicians thought he would get away but no! He froze in mid air. The magic barrier set up by the trio seemed to work on them too. His expression changed to one of twisted agon as he transformed back to his human self. Blood began to blot just under his skin as he stayed there frozen in mid air as the rest watched on horrified. Everyone watching knew Volo would not survive this but nobody had expected what happened to have. He popped. Simple as that. He did not explode, he did not drop dead he simply popped. Blood, body parts and organs splattered everywhere but nobody was sure how it happened. He just seemed to take in a deep breath and pop, he was all over them in bits and pieces. The musicians, covered in blood (and an unlucky few had an arm or foot on them) smiled at each other. Luck had favored them. * It is now night. Surviving two wolves may converse and PM me their chosen victim. Seer I need a name. Hunter and Ranger may converse and PM me their respective choices. Night 1 Dead Sleepy Cowell (Mod) - Beheaded and mounted on a wall. Volo (Wolf) [Kai Hansen] - Popped by the magical barrier he helped set up. Alive Menelteramacil Glirdan Macalaure Diamond18 THE Ka Thinlomien Celuien Eonwe Nogrod Durelin Boromir88 Folwren Rune * As the survivors retreated to the Snowy Wolf Tavern a figure hidden in the shadows watched them. They had done well but in the end there could be just one winner. 'Greatest' was not something that could be shared. "Good night. Sleep well. Tomorrow will be another day and for better or worse, one of you may not be there to see it." The figure waited till they were all inside and then made his way to his hiding place under the shell.