Game Thread: Werewolf- this time it's real! - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Nogrod · 04-12-2009, 02:03 PM

Nogrod and Greenie were such shaken by the advents that took place that they needed to cool down with a game of chess in the corner.

After they got the game through Nogrod rose from the table - and as there was no one to tend the bar he helped himself with a pint of Spitfire ale - and joined the ring of other baffled 'Downers.

"So it was the Witch-King himself? I mean all of this sounds like a bad prank coming from the phantom's mind - like a bad phantasy novel plot where a Witch King from the other world just decides to let our world be as it is and only gives the heroes (who are just the ordinary people eg. us) a task to be fulfilled & blah-blah... But somehow it feels like real now."

He looked around to the fellow 'Downers some of he hadn't even had time to say "Hi" this far. We'd actually need to kill someone...? For real that is!

Pheww... Nogrod felt he was shaking all over. This can't be true!

"Okay, who's the one to volunteer for being the Jack Ketch, the gallower, the hangman... whatever way you want it? Gwath? Shasta? You think you're brave enough for it?"

He made a pause.

"Or do we believe in this story enough to actually start really killing each other?"

Aganzir · 04-12-2009, 02:15 PM

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Originally Posted by Gwathagor

Ha ha NOT if you're Esmeralda.

"The safest for me, obviously. Looking for someone like my favourite Disney characters might prove pretty dangerous here."

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Originally Posted by Nogrod

"Or do we believe in this story enough to actually start really killing each other?"

"Well... how else could Hanni and Nerwen and Boro have... then?"

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Originally Posted by Nog

"Okay, who's the one to volunteer for being the Jack Ketch, the gallower, the hangman... whatever way you want it? Gwath? Shasta? You think you're brave enough for it?"

"I'm not killing anyone." For a moment, anger flashes in Agan's eyes. "Except for Legate if I ever get out of here alive. He brought her here and ran away himself!"

She pauses ang smiles joylessly. "And since this all actually happens, we must think carefully before lynching... Like, killing people just because they're quiet doesn't sound quite fair in real life."

Kent2010 · 04-12-2009, 05:23 PM

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Originally Posted by Aganzir

She pauses ang smiles joylessly. "And since this all actually happens, we must think carefully before lynching... Like, killing people just because they're quiet doesn't sound quite fair in real life."

That's good to hear, it would be like awarding an 'A' just to the people who write the most, assuming their stuff is better quality...that system is easy to cheat.

A Little Green · 04-12-2009, 02:22 PM

"One would think," said Greenie, "you Noggins would believe in the story after that ugly thing killed Lommy, eh?" She made a pause, during which she stared at the pieces on the chessboard. "It's a bit like a game of chess, you know - you kill or get killed. Except - wait - in a game of chess, you know who you need to kill. Drat, the metaphor didn't quite work."

She scanned the room and decided that not much of interest was going on - Agan flirting with Form (though that, Greenie admitted to herself, was interesting in a way) and Gwath sort of around too and Nog trying to provoke discussion.

"Well then," she said, "seems like we're in a bit of trouble." And continued, muttering to herself, "Maybe I should just have stayed in those London underground music cycles after all..."

Greenie sank back into her chair and began toying with the chess pieces.

EDIT: x-ed with Agannnnn

04-12-2009, 02:03 PM	#1
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	Nogrod and Greenie were such shaken by the advents that took place that they needed to cool down with a game of chess in the corner. After they got the game through Nogrod rose from the table - and as there was no one to tend the bar he helped himself with a pint of Spitfire ale - and joined the ring of other baffled 'Downers. "So it was the Witch-King himself? I mean all of this sounds like a bad prank coming from the phantom's mind - like a bad phantasy novel plot where a Witch King from the other world just decides to let our world be as it is and only gives the heroes (who are just the ordinary people eg. us) a task to be fulfilled & blah-blah... But somehow it feels like real now." He looked around to the fellow 'Downers some of he hadn't even had time to say "Hi" this far. We'd actually need to kill someone...? For real that is! Pheww... Nogrod felt he was shaking all over. This can't be true! "Okay, who's the one to volunteer for being the Jack Ketch, the gallower, the hangman... whatever way you want it? Gwath? Shasta? You think you're brave enough for it?" He made a pause. "Or do we believe in this story enough to actually start really killing each other?" __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...

04-12-2009, 02:22 PM	#4
A Little Green Leaf-clad Lady Join Date: Oct 2007 Posts: 1,571	"One would think," said Greenie, "you Noggins would believe in the story after that ugly thing killed Lommy, eh?" She made a pause, during which she stared at the pieces on the chessboard. "It's a bit like a game of chess, you know - you kill or get killed. Except - wait - in a game of chess, you know who you need to kill. Drat, the metaphor didn't quite work." She scanned the room and decided that not much of interest was going on - Agan flirting with Form (though that, Greenie admitted to herself, was interesting in a way) and Gwath sort of around too and Nog trying to provoke discussion. "Well then," she said, "seems like we're in a bit of trouble." And continued, muttering to herself, "Maybe I should just have stayed in those London underground music cycles after all..." Greenie sank back into her chair and began toying with the chess pieces. EDIT: x-ed with Agannnnn __________________ "But some stories, small, simple ones about setting out on adventures or people doing wonders, tales of miracles and monsters, have outlasted all the people who told them, and some of them have outlasted the lands in which they were created."