Werewolf XLVIII: When Virtual Becomes Reality

[Nerwen]

r we stil alowed 2 talk?

[satansaloser2005]

Originally Posted by Nerwen

r we stil alowed 2 talk?

No, dear. Deadline's at six. Well, eleven, but six for me. Now hushabye.

EDIT: typo. And double points if you get the hushabye reference by the way.

[Brinniel]

The day started out as a chaotic one. Nogrod attempted to bring order, but without the B-W and no real moderators out in the open, it was little use.

Nerwen continuously confused the poor others with her chatspeak and random “LEGGY IS HAWT” comments. And with Shasta hardly around, even the therapist Mithalwen couldn’t understand what she was saying. At one point, frustrated Eomer accused Nerwen of being stupid. Nerwen retorted, “No, u r STOOPID!!!11” But finally Nerwen chose to revert back to English much to the relief of everyone.

Meanwhile between Formendacil and Nilpaurion, it was battle of the intellectuals. They butted heads, yet it seemed only they knew what they were talking about. Except for perhaps Boromir, who claimed he knew everything. After all, he wrote the dictionary for it.

Aganzir spoke up complaining, “Why can’t everyone here just act normal? All this distraction is gonna keep us from original purpose…find the hackers.”
“Just because people may be acting odd doesn’t mean there isn’t some sort of clue to finding the hackers,” Kitanna commented. “The key is reading between the lines.”

Finally it was time to get down to business. Formendacil was the first to place his vote, pointing a finger towards Nogrod. Kitanna decided Nerwen was most suspicious.
“I think we should lynch Sixth,” said Sally.
“But what about Mith?” spoke up Eomer. “I’ll bet my $8 frappucino she’s a hacker.”
Kath didn’t know who to choose…so she closed her eyes and pointed at the crowd. And that is how Eönwë became her choice.
Ka decided she didn’t want to be the echo of someone else’s vote, so her vote went to Rikae. And Durelin voiced her thoughts against Kitanna.

“Wait,” cried out Boromir. “If we all vote for someone different, how will ever choose someone to get lynched?”
So it was decided. The remaining BDers would choose someone who had already been voted for. The tallies were made and in the end, Eönwë and Sixth were tied.

“Well this won’t work,” sighed Sally. “Ties are simply no fun. Who hasn’t voted yet?”
“Well Shasta hasn’t. He went to his tent this morning and no one’s seen him since,” said Nilpaurion. “And where is McCaber?”
“Okay, okay, I haven’t voted,” spoke up Aganzir. “But I do think we should get it over with and kill Sixth.”
Nogrod agreed. “What do you say, Sixth? Any last words?”
But the Sixth Wizard was silent.

So the BDers picked up their pitchforks and torches and carried Sixth to the nearest tree. Aganzir placed the noose around Sixth’s neck and Boromir and Elf-Warrior strung him up in the tree in a good old fashioned lynching.

When it was done, nothing happened.
“So, how do we know whether he was guilty or not?” asked Rikae.
Nogrod searched the corpse of Sixth, but all he found was a very large book titled How to be a Grammar Nazi.

The Sixth Wizard was just an ordinary BDer.

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The Living:

Nilpaurion Felagund~Ainulindalë Addict
Kitanna~the self-righteous know-it-all
Aganzir~non-anonymous neg-repper
Shastanis Althreduin~chatspeak translator
Nerwen~rabid fangirl
Boromir88~the one upper
Kath~artiste
Rikae~the person who tries to fake knowledge of the books and fails miserably
Durelin~Unreliable RPG Addict
Eomer of the Rohirrim~easily-offended trendy
Nogrod~the wanna-be moderator
The Elf-Warrior~nitpicker
satansaloser2005~a fan of everything but Tolkien
THE Ka~Artful Dodger
Eönwë~conspiracy theorist
Formendacil~Tolkien Canonist
Mithalwen~therapist
McCaber~does it 4 teh lulz

The Dead:

The Barrow-Wight~took up permanent residence in a barrow (mod)
The Sixth Wizard~ grammar Nazi~strung up in a tree (ordo)

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Night 2 has begun.

Hackers/Wolves may PM and choose a kill. Gifteds may do their thing. Everyone else silence.

[Brinniel]

The next night the moon was full and the hackers were thirsting for another kill. They had successfully avoided the angry mob the previous day, and in their place an innocent BDer was lynched. They huddled together in the woods for several hours as they made their evil plans.

“So, we’ve made our decision?” said one.
“Yep, it’ll be a nice juicy kill, I’m sure of it,” said another.
“Okay, let’s go,” said the third.

The three hackers prowled through the camp, unseen by the sleeping BDers. Their target was at the very end of the row of tents. But as they approached the tent, they saw the figure of someone standing in front of it. And it was not their prey.

“You think you can get away with another kill tonight?” said the figure. “Well, not if I can stop you!” The shape held up a crossbow, and an arrow came flying at one of the hackers, grazing its shoulder.
“Ow!” cried out the hacker.
A second arrow came flying, whizzing past the ear of another hacker.
“Abort the plan! Abort the plan!” shouted the hackers, and they ran away scattering.

The hackers had narrowly missed the ranger’s arrows and they returned to their tents, their stomachs still growling.

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The BDers emerged from their tents early the next morning wondering who the hackers’ next victim was. But after Nogrod did a quick headcount, they realised everyone was still alive.

“So what happened,” wondered Kath. “Did the hackers just not feel like killing someone last night?”
“Wait a minute,” said Kitanna as she pulled an arrow from a tree and showed it to the rest.
“Well, it looks like our moderators have been doing their jobs,” observed Boromir.
“Thank Eru for that,” praised Nilpaurion.
The BDers all agreed as the settled themselves in a circle around the campfire.

“Well this has certainly been a boring narration,” sighed Aganzir. “I mean, while it’s nice and all that the hackers didn’t manage to kill anyone, a death here and there does at least add a bit of spice.”
“Yeah,” agreed Eomer. “And this narration isn’t even funny. If no one’s gonna killed at night, then something funny should happen in its place.”
The other BDers nodded in agreement.

Then McCaber spoke up. “Well don’t you guys know? That’s why I’m here! After all, I’m the comedian of the group.”
“Okay, what kind of jokes do you do?” asked Nerwen.
“LotR ones, of course,” McCaber replied. “Wanna see my Denethor impression?”

Before anyone could respond, McCaber picked up a bottle of propane and poured it all over himself. He then jumped into the campfire and proceeded that with running around the camp in a flaming blob screaming, “Wheeeeee!!!!!!!”
Finally McCaber collapsed and the BDers came running over to him with buckets of water. They put out the fire, but it was already too late for McCaber who had been burnt to a crisp.

“Now that was funny,” said Sally, and the others couldn’t help but agree.

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The Living:

Nilpaurion Felagund~Ainulindalë Addict
Kitanna~the self-righteous know-it-all
Aganzir~non-anonymous neg-repper
Shastanis Althreduin~chatspeak translator
Nerwen~rabid fangirl
Boromir88~the one upper
Kath~artiste
Rikae~the person who tries to fake knowledge of the books and fails miserably
Durelin~Unreliable RPG Addict
Eomer of the Rohirrim~easily-offended trendy
Nogrod~the wanna-be moderator
The Elf-Warrior~nitpicker
satansaloser2005~a fan of everything but Tolkien
THE Ka~Artful Dodger
Eönwë~conspiracy theorist
Formendacil~Tolkien Canonist
Mithalwen~therapist

The Dead:

The Barrow-Wight~took up permanent residence in a barrow (mod)
The Sixth Wizard~ grammar Nazi~strung up in a tree (ordo)
McCaber~ does it 4 teh lulz~made the narration much more amusing than it originally was (ordo)

Day 2 has begun.

Hackers stop PMing. Everyone now may talk.

[The Elf-warrior]

Excuse me, Formendacil, I am a he, not a she.

[satansaloser2005]

Originally Posted by The Elf-warrior

Excuse me, Formendacil, I am a he, not a she.

All right, good. I thought I'd gone crazy. *shifty eyes*



And ditto Nerwen. Someone on this thread is seriously not feeling the love. Kthnxbye.



Finally. You guys have no idea how bored I've been with no posts. Now get to it!

[Formendacil]

Originally Posted by The Elf-warrior

Excuse me, Formendacil, I am a he, not a she.

My sincere apologies... I can only defend myself as having gotten my Elves mixed up. Elfchicks and GreatElvenWarriors seemed to have predisposed me to think of those with "elf" in their titles as feminine.

Orlangolas may also have contributed.

Originally Posted by Sally

Finally. You guys have no idea how bored I've been with no posts. Now get to it!

There's plenty of material from yesterday to look over... it is hardly the task of the entire village to provide you with posts to entertain you.

Or, perhaps, you are a wolf? It would make sense, since then you would rather have new posts--with accusations on our parts--to tear apart as the basis of fresh accusations, rather than have to draw attention to the posts of yourself and your confrères which might well incriminate you. If so, most crafty indeed...

Originally Posted by Nerwen

You know, if I were the Ranger I'd be feeling seriously unappreciated at this point...

That was certainly not my intent, but I see what you mean. As true as that may be, however, the stark fact of the matter is that while we are all certainly grateful to the Ranger for saving the life of one of our innocent number (assuming, of course, that the wolves did not go after the cobbler), it is not the job of the Ranger to be thanked, but to keep as low a profile as possible.

Nevertheless, you are correct that the Ranger's success, while it does cripple our efforts somewhat in that it cuts down on the data we have to analyse, does not eradicate it entirely. The fact of the matter is that four of the people in this game think that someone is innocent--or possibly gifted. It may be that we have no way or reason to figure out on our own who the wolves might have targeted last night, but perhaps if we keep in mind that one of us--who probably was noisy enough to be a target after yesterday--was targeted for elimination by the wolves and foreseen as the same by the ranger, we may well have grounds for informing our votes somewhat today.

Alas, though, no such candidates come to mind... though I would think that probably one of the people who voted for someone other than Sixth may have struck the Wolves as entirely too perceptive; that is, they may have voted for a real wolf.

Hmm... or they may have deliberately attacked someone who either didn't vote, or who voted for an ordo, in order to throw us off.

This is a quandary... must think on it more.

[Kitanna]

There is much to review from the end of Day 1. And like Day 1 I will be forced into voting early for work reasons, but it will be the last time. I will review what I've missed and I may or may not post before I go to bed.