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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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Category 1.
Kath is the most suspicious to me. I've told you why already. Mith also gives me bad vibes again. She may not be a balrog but her nervousness and one-track mindedness at the last moments talk on behalf of themselves. Watch out! Mac I find a hard one to crack once again. I'd definitively have my eyes on him toMorrow. He's kind of around and gets involved but there's something fishy in there I can't formulate right now - and don't have time to go back to his posts. Category 2. Brinn's last addendum about me being her suspicion number two looks pretty bad as well as it was softened (based only on the early posting) but still voiced in a situation it was clear I might turn to be a real contender to be lynched. So why if not because she thought it good to see me on the lynchline (like a balrog would probably love to see as they know I'm not one of them)? Lhuna I still feel bad about but that's only a feeling. Nothing more. The Might and Volo just popped in to vote. I'd look after them as well. Cat. 3. Gil probably is more confused than guilty even if you never know. And time's out...
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
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Not nervous... just irritated by spin and economy with the facts... frankly I have so much on getting lynched would make my life easier but I am an ordo so shall endeavour to stay alive ...
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Fading Fëanorion
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: into the flood again
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I thought I'd be back sooner, but now I'm in a hurry.
leaning suspicious Gil Nogrod confused about Legate Mith Volo leaning unsuspicious Brinniel Kath Nerwen Rikae TM unknown Lhuna Naria Sally Shasta Nogrod is an option, but lynching Nogrod on Day One with little evidence? But Gil is a shot into the dark... But then, there's no real option anymore but Rikae and Nogrod. ++Nogrod |
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Shady She-Penguin
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a far land beyond the Sea
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Stop
Stop discussing. Rikae is dead. Narration to come.
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Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris
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Shady She-Penguin
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a far land beyond the Sea
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Day1 ends
Ever since Rikae had had the terrible dream of Dr. Evil holding basketball games in a German university, she had known she would die soon. Thus, when Nogrod insisted the bad guys must remain on the right, she remained. ”I wholeheartedly suggest that we lynch Rikae. She has played ten games over the past year and has never been lyn...”
”Yes, she was! She's lying, she was lynched in WW XXX!” Legate interrupted. ”No, I wasn't.” ”Yes, you were.” ”No, I wasn't.” ”Yes, you were.” ”No.” ”Yes.” ”No.” ”Yes.” ”Look, this is not an argument, this is just a contradiction”, Rikae said, frustrated. ”No it isn't.” ”Yes it is.” ”Stop!” shouted thirteen voices in unison. ”Let's lynch Rikae”, suggested Nogrod. ”Let's lynch Nogrod”, suggested Kath. ”I think we should put them in a cobbler-eating contest”, Sally said. ”What? Isn't Rikae the cobbler? Are you saying they should eat Rikae?” Nerwen asked, confused. ”Cobbler is a pie”, Legate explained. ”No, it isn't”, Rikae said sourly. ”Yes, it is.” ”No, it isn't.” ”Yes, it is.” Before Rikae could protest, Brinniel smashed a cobbler at her face. ”Eat it”, she suggested sweetly. ”And Nogrod too”, Kath insisted. So Rikae and Nogrod started eating cobblers. When they both had eaten twenty or so cobblers, Nogrod sighed. ”I can't eat any more of them. Let's call it a draw?” But Rikae didn't hear anything, she was so enthusiastically eating the cobblers. She grew bigger and bigger and showed no sign of stopping. ”Shouldn't we stop her?” Mith asked, horrified. ”Nah, didn't we want to kill her anyway?” Volo asked, scratching his jaw. ”Rikae, no!” Mac shouted, but he was too late. Rikae, who now filled the whole cave from floor to roof, popped in a loud bang. When the pieces of Rikae landed on the stony ground alongside with the thousand crumbs of cobbler, they realised she was not a werebalrog, and the only cobblers they could identify were those eaten by Rikae and Nogrod. There was a shocked silence. Then The Might opened his mouth. ”But the question remains...who is it?" ~*~ Dead Thinlómien (mod) - killed by a wingless balrog on Night1 Rikae (ordo) - ate too many cobblers on Day1 Living Brinniel Gil-Galad Kath Legate of Amon Lanc Lhunardawen Macalaure Mithalwen Naria Nerwen Nogrod satansaloser2005 Shastanis Althreduin The Might Volo Night2 begins. Lovers and wolves, you may PM. Seer, ranger and wolves, send me your picks. Hunter, you may do that also.
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Shady She-Penguin
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a far land beyond the Sea
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"Maeglin..." a sweet voice called in the darkness.
"Is it you, my love? Have you come to see me again, Idril?" Maeglin (better known as Volo) asked. "Of course it's me. Come here." Hearing his beloved's call, Volo hastened towards the voice. "It was dangerous for you to come to see me", he rebuked his lover who remained unseen in the shadows. "Incorrect. It was dangerous for you to come to see me. Fatal, even", the voice said, not so sweet anymore. Volo blinked his eyes and instead of his sweet Idril, he saw three balrogs before him. "Will you come to have a night flight, darling?" the Balrog with Swing mocked and all the three balrogs burst laughing. The Balrog who Sings picked Volo up and the balrogs did fly (NOTE: whether I mean some kind of floating with wings or escaping, you readers may decide according to your beliefs) out of the cave by a secret route. They started circling around the three-peaked mountain. "Isn't it a beautiful night?" the Balrog with Swing asked in a pretty voice. Before Volo could reply, the Balrog with Bling cut in: "Do balrogs have wings?" "You seem to have", Volo replied, feeling a bit safer. "Oh, a pity, I'm going to drop you anyway", the Balrog who Sings said and let go of Volo. Screaming, he fell to the abyss. The Balrog who Sings started singing: "When there's a smile in your heart There's no better time to start It's a very simple plan You can do what the birdies can At least it's worth a try You can fly! You can fly! You can fly! You can fly!" But unfortunately Volo couldn't fly and his body smote the mountainside thrice before it could not be seen any longer. The balrogs left the crime scene, still whistling the merry tune. ~*~ "Idril, my love, what are you doing here?" Tuor asked when he found her kneeling by the great chasm and weeping. "Go away", she said. "What's wrong, my love?", Tuor asked, baffled and tried to embrace her. "I said go away!" Idril shouted, rebuffing him, "Maeglin is dead. I saw them take him and cast him to the chasm." "Maeglin? I'm sorry, love. But you never really liked him, did you?" "You blind fool. I loved him. At least as much as I ever loved you." "You treacherous liar! He was your cousin! That's disgusting!" he roared. "Sika!" he cursed in the ancient language of men. "You never actually loved me, did you? You loved him all these years. Everything there was between us was merely a fraud. I don't know what I'm doing here anymore. I'm going. You said 'go away' and I'll take that advice. Maybe I'll go to the place where only Men can go, you may follow your beloved Maeglin to Mandos." He turned to leave, but Idril fell on his neck, weeping. "Please! Forgive me! I'm just a weak woman whose heart has been torn into two parts! And if you were to abandon me or die, it would be my end also." Tuor looked into her eyes and saw but grief and honesty in there. "Forgive me", she whispered. "Nothing can come between us anymore." ~*~ When the Day dawned, the miners couldn't find Volo anywhere. There were no signs of fighting in the place where Volo had been sleeping – all Volo’s things were in their places, his bed looked unslept. On a flat rock were the remnants of a single candle that had seemingly gone out during the night. “Looks almost like he has decided to leave willingly.” “Did he know of some secret pathway out?” “But why would he have left without us?” “Or left all his things here? He has taken nothing with him.” “Hey, what’s this?” “Has he been baking something, eh?” Volo’s little black notebook was lying on the rock, opened. On the page was a recipe written with clear handwriting: The best cobbler ever Take one Eöl & one Aredhel and blend them. Brood in a dark forest until ready. The villagers looked at each other and knew that wherever Volo was now, he was the cobbler. ~*~ Dead Thinlómien (mod) - killed by a wingless balrog on Night1 Rikae (ordo) - ate too many cobblers on Day1 Volo (Maeglin the Cobbler Lover) - dropped by a winged balrog on Night2 Living Brinniel Gil-Galad Kath Legate of Amon Lanc Lhunardawen Macalaure Mithalwen Naria Nerwen Nogrod satansaloser2005 Shastanis Althreduin The Might Day2 begins. Feel free to discuss, dear citizens.
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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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Even if it's bad for our numbers I'm somewhat happy that we lost the cobbler. After all it was the best possible outcome after the possibility of the ranger denying the kill (or the hunter taking one of them with her/him).
So it's a triangle-story then and the third part only dies after both her lovers are dead or something... but as someone (Lhuna?) said already yesterDay we probably shouldn't bother our minds too much with this lover thing unless something dramatic is revealed. That's because we still have all the three balrogs around with us. It would be a fine Day to start picking them up. So let's do it toDay.
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Everlasting Whiteness
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Just popping in quickly. I'm off out in about 5 minutes so ...
The Cobbler is dead and that's good. Extra lovers is not so good. Still, on this one I do agree with Noggie, it's the Balrogs we need to concentrate on. We actually got lucky last Night, they took out someone that would have been harmful to us, but we can hardly rely on that happening again! I will be back later toDay to add more.
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Guard of the Citadel
Join Date: Dec 2006
Location: Oxon
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Well, I must admit I feel I've been wrong about my last vote. I actually doubt Nogrod is a bad guy right now, just kinda feeling that. Yes, know it sounds somewhat stupid to change my mind so fast, but I hope I won't be wrong about this.
Nor do I think that Legate is bad. Looking through their past posts it doesn't seem there is any planning happening. Hmmm...not sure what to believe of many others, hopefully with more posts from others I'll be able to make my mind.
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Delos B. McKown Last edited by The Might; 11-14-2007 at 01:44 PM. Reason: EDIT: Xed with Legate and Nogrod |
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A Voice That Gainsayeth
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: In that far land beyond the Sea
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Hmm. That was... interesting. Seems that the word "cobbler" is following us everywhere. In fact, yes, losing a cobbler is a good thing. However, as Nogrod said, I don't quite understand the love triangle that seems to be unfolded here. But yes, let's leave it at that - seems that this should not concern us much, at least now it seems that there is no need to.
Now, however the balrogs killed one of their helpers, they probably had some reason to choose Volo. Personally, I saw him quite innocent yesterDay, but still quiet enough not to leave much tracks. Which is just what I fear. I'm going to check his posts if there can be anything that could lead us to someone, but... well, let's see. EDIT: x-ed with Kath.
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