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Feanor of the Peredhil · 05-25-2009, 03:33 PM

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Originally Posted by Mirandir

Care to explain why that's so funny?

Because he's secretly the phantom, playing against himself for laughs.

Ironic timing...

Aganzir · 05-25-2009, 03:36 PM

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Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

Because he's secretly the phantom, playing against himself for laughs.

Ironic timing...

That would be hilarious.

Mirandir · 05-25-2009, 03:38 PM

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Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

Because he's secretly the phantom, playing against himself for laughs.

Ironic timing...

I'm starting to agree...

Nerwen · 05-25-2009, 09:42 PM

So, if the phantom's the RB, what is Gaurcrist?

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Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

Because he's secretly the phantom, playing against himself for laughs.

I wonder if you're right. Or, even if he's not tp cheating, is he another Downer's sock-puppet? Seriously. I mean, the "naive" questions toDay, like "what does it mean that someone has been dreamed?"... that can't be for real, surely?

Anyway–

++Aganzir.

If we kill her, we still won't know who the real Seer is toMorrow, unless she's Night-killed... but I'm afraid I'm just not game to take a shot in the dark right now. We need to get a wolf.

Nerwen · 05-25-2009, 09:45 PM

Hmmn. I'm getting sick of talking to myself now.

Back later.

Gaurcrist · 05-26-2009, 07:44 AM

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Or, even if he's not tp cheating, is he another Downer's sock-puppet?

Awwwwww, you caught me. Yes, I am tp, and I admit I broke the rules, so it looks like I have to be lynched.

Aganzir · 05-26-2009, 07:54 AM

So Gaurcrist and Fea were the only people who didn't vote for me?

Aww I like you.

Feanor of the Peredhil · 05-26-2009, 07:58 AM

You should also all remember that wilwa swore there would be no real hints in the narration.

wilwarin538 · 05-26-2009, 07:59 AM

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Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

You should also all remember that wilwa swore there would be no real hints in the narration.

No real hints towards people's specific roles I believe is what I said.

wilwarin538 · 05-26-2009, 08:04 AM

The sun began to set. The sky turned shades of pinks and orange. It was still a lovely day despite all the dying that was going on. There was some confusion, no one knew whether to believe Mira and Izzy or to believe Fea, but one thing they had agreed on was to lynch Agan.

"Hmm, so how should we do this?" Gaurcrist asked.

"Well, maybe we should let her giant lions take care of her!" Lari suggested, looking over at Agan's back yard. There was a large arena with 3 huge lions walking about.

"Hahaha, my lions love me, they would never hurt me!" Agan cried out trying to sound confident, but there was a tiny hint of fear in her voice.

"Well, they will if you're not the real Agan!" McCaber said, pointing a finger at her.

So they agreed and led Agan towards her own back yard. Phantom took the time to grab a long link of sausages and let them fall around her neck. "Just to make sure they're interested" he clarified when he got a few strange looks. They brought her closer and shoved her in, quickly closing the door bhind her. They all stood back and watched.

"It's ok kitties, I'm your master, you know me, don't hurt me please." Agan whispered to the lions, trying to stay calm. The three felines eyed her suspiciously but started to purr. She was their master after all. They drew closer to her and even ignored the sausage, starting to snuggle close to her. But the night was coming and the first thing that changed before her appearance would be her scent. The lions took a few sniffs and suddenly didn't recognise it any more, this scent was fowl, not their master. They eyed her suspiciously, looked at each other, and then they pounced.

There was a large mix of noise, some screaming mixed in with the snarling. The villagers all crouched behing the fence, only listening, too afraid to look. Then it grew quite.

One by one they peaked over the fence and looked in. It was quite a mess, and the cats were still chomping down on a few peices. But it became pretty obvious; that leg over there was way too short, and that arm over there looked more like a man's. She had indeed been Rumpelstiltskin.

They all began walking home, quite happy that they were finally making some progress. The three remaining baddies walked towards their usual meeting spot, slowly changing back to their real selves. They were one down, but they were not going to give up.

The dead:
Nienna - hung Day 1 - ordinary villager
Lommy – mauled Night 2 – ordinary villager
Mith - lynched Day 2 - Fair Maiden
Boro88 – yum, frog legs Night 3 – Frog-Prince
Sally – died of shear sorrow Night 3 - Princess
Shasta - shot by arrows Day 3 - ordinary villager
Gwath – defeated Night 4 – Prince Charming
Greenie – chopped up by the Robber Bridegroom middle of Day 4 - Cinderella
Aganzir - eaten by the kitties Day 4 - Rumpelstiltskin

The living:
Nerwen - bookmaker
Eomer - gravedigger
McCaber - humble shopkeeper
Izzy - baker
Mira - apothocary
Gaurcrist - blacksmith
Kath - restaurant owner
Inziladun - shruberrer's apprentice
Fea - Storyteller
Lari - fortune teller
the phantom - the crazy book liberator

It is now Night 5. No more posting. Names please.

P.S. Sorry Agan! Don't have time for a re-write. I'll make it up to you.

Feanor of the Peredhil · 05-26-2009, 08:05 AM

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Originally Posted by wilwarin538

No real hints towards people's specific roles I believe is what I said.

You know, it's way uncool when the mod thwarts somebody's hard work for no good reason.

05-25-2009, 09:45 PM	#5
Nerwen Wisest of the Noldor Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: ˙˙˙ssɐןƃ ƃuıʞooן ǝɥʇ ɥƃnoɹɥʇ Posts: 6,694	Hmmn. I'm getting sick of talking to myself now. Back later. __________________ "Even Nerwen wasn't evil in the beginning." –Elmo.

05-26-2009, 07:54 AM	#7
Aganzir Woman of Secret Shadow Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: in hollow halls beneath the fells Posts: 4,511	So Gaurcrist and Fea were the only people who didn't vote for me? Aww I like you. __________________ He bit me, and I was not gentle.

05-26-2009, 07:58 AM	#8
Feanor of the Peredhil La Belle Dame sans Merci Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: perpetual uncertainty Posts: 5,517	You should also all remember that wilwa swore there would be no real hints in the narration. __________________ peace

05-26-2009, 08:04 AM	#10
wilwarin538 Fluttering Enchantment Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Canada Posts: 2,508	The sun began to set. The sky turned shades of pinks and orange. It was still a lovely day despite all the dying that was going on. There was some confusion, no one knew whether to believe Mira and Izzy or to believe Fea, but one thing they had agreed on was to lynch Agan. "Hmm, so how should we do this?" Gaurcrist asked. "Well, maybe we should let her giant lions take care of her!" Lari suggested, looking over at Agan's back yard. There was a large arena with 3 huge lions walking about. "Hahaha, my lions love me, they would never hurt me!" Agan cried out trying to sound confident, but there was a tiny hint of fear in her voice. "Well, they will if you're not the real Agan!" McCaber said, pointing a finger at her. So they agreed and led Agan towards her own back yard. Phantom took the time to grab a long link of sausages and let them fall around her neck. "Just to make sure they're interested" he clarified when he got a few strange looks. They brought her closer and shoved her in, quickly closing the door bhind her. They all stood back and watched. "It's ok kitties, I'm your master, you know me, don't hurt me please." Agan whispered to the lions, trying to stay calm. The three felines eyed her suspiciously but started to purr. She was their master after all. They drew closer to her and even ignored the sausage, starting to snuggle close to her. But the night was coming and the first thing that changed before her appearance would be her scent. The lions took a few sniffs and suddenly didn't recognise it any more, this scent was fowl, not their master. They eyed her suspiciously, looked at each other, and then they pounced. There was a large mix of noise, some screaming mixed in with the snarling. The villagers all crouched behing the fence, only listening, too afraid to look. Then it grew quite. One by one they peaked over the fence and looked in. It was quite a mess, and the cats were still chomping down on a few peices. But it became pretty obvious; that leg over there was way too short, and that arm over there looked more like a man's. She had indeed been Rumpelstiltskin. They all began walking home, quite happy that they were finally making some progress. The three remaining baddies walked towards their usual meeting spot, slowly changing back to their real selves. They were one down, but they were not going to give up. The dead: Nienna - hung Day 1 - ordinary villager Lommy – mauled Night 2 – ordinary villager Mith - lynched Day 2 - Fair Maiden Boro88 – yum, frog legs Night 3 – Frog-Prince Sally – died of shear sorrow Night 3 - Princess Shasta - shot by arrows Day 3 - ordinary villager Gwath – defeated Night 4 – Prince Charming Greenie – chopped up by the Robber Bridegroom middle of Day 4 - Cinderella Aganzir - eaten by the kitties Day 4 - Rumpelstiltskin The living: Nerwen - bookmaker Eomer - gravedigger McCaber - humble shopkeeper Izzy - baker Mira - apothocary Gaurcrist - blacksmith Kath - restaurant owner Inziladun - shruberrer's apprentice Fea - Storyteller Lari - fortune teller the phantom - the crazy book liberator It is now Night 5. No more posting. Names please. P.S. Sorry Agan! Don't have time for a re-write. I'll make it up to you. __________________ Comme une étoile amarante Comme un papillon de nuit C'est la lumière qui m'attire La flamme qui m'éblouit Fenris Muffin