Game Thread: WW LXXXVI - The Halls of Mandos - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Anguirel · 02-04-2011, 09:57 PM

You know why I hanged Arwen? Not for wolvery. Not for murder.

for arrant horse-theft.

Glirdan · 02-04-2011, 09:58 PM

Bahahaha!!! That just made my night Angu!!!

Anguirel · 02-04-2011, 09:59 PM

she even put a bridle on him!!

the phantom · 02-04-2011, 09:59 PM

Everyone tune in tomorrow to see who I dreamed of. Shudder in your boots, Wolvsies.

Ang- best of luck.

Rikae · 02-04-2011, 10:00 PM

Game over.

Narration will be posted in a few minutes...

Macalaure · 02-04-2011, 10:38 PM

The dwindling living grew nervous this day, not knowing whether they were getting closer to the completion of their task to root out the evil among them or not. New leaders emerged inside the group, claiming powers the others could only dream of.

"I am Glorfindel," said Ang "I do not fear the evil creatures and will protect you at night, as I did before!"

"I am the hunter," said elronds_daughter "and should the wolves come for me, I shall take one of them with me!"

"I am the seer," claimed the phantom "and I have the power to see who it is among us that seek our death!"

"Although," he added "so far me and the Lord Lórien haven't exactly been seeing eye to eye. elronds_daughter is lying, though!"

"Let's lynch her!" everyone agreed.

The mighty Glorfindel, having his powers enhanced by the dead, approached her, sword unsheathed. But elronds_daughter escaped his attack and jumped on the phantom, killing him with swift blows. The phantom passed away, and his cold, gurgling laughter sent shivers down the innocent spines. Anguirel did not hesitate and ended elronds_daughter's life.

Then more laughter was heard, and Glorfindel felt the pain of sharp teeth in his neck. As he fell to the ground, dying, he saw the grisly shape of Glirdan above him.

Boromir, who had barely been conscious during the day for all his sorrow, was attacked by the lovely Greenie, who did not look as lovely anymore, and her gaping maw tore him to his death.

Then Sally and Nerwen looked at each other, and before Sally could take up her sword, Nerwen had leapt upon her and shredded Sally's skin into pieces with her claws.

Sally's last words were left unheard for the howling of the victorious wolves.

Rikae · 02-04-2011, 10:39 PM

The Living:

Glirdan - an easy wolf to spot.
A Little Green - her usual innocentish wolf self.
Nerwen - the least suspicious of the girls.

The Dead:

Rikae - clearly harbored latent evil tendencies to design such a diabolical game.
Macalaure - evil enough not to try and stop Rikae's demonic plans.
Mänwe - who else would be lynched on Day 1 but an ordo?
Nogrod - the poor, long-suffering SEER.
Blind Guardian - former Glorfindel gone ordo.
Feanor of the Peredhil - never ordinary, but lacking a special role.
Aganzir - Beren after all.
Shastanis Althreduin - and that would make xem Lúthien.
Thinlómien - not a wolf, just a COBBLER.
Nessa Telrunya - not a wolf or a cobbler, but controversial nonetheless.
Loslote - not a cobbler, but an ORDO after all.
Mithalwen - beloved rescued ordo.
wilwarin538 - ordinary innocent
Legate of Amon Lanc - cobbler
elronds_daughter - single-minded hunter who, after all, knew evil when she saw it (just not wolvery)
the phantom - Auntie Elra's award-winning phabbler-cobbler.
Boromir88 - not hunter, not cobbler, and I hear he's not 88 either. ORDO.
satansaloser2005 - the very wolfish ordo.
Anguirel - Glorfindel.

Game over.
Wolves win!
Cobblers win!

Everybody may now discuss the game in the dead thread (most of you being dead, and the rest possessed).

02-04-2011, 09:57 PM	#1
Anguirel Byronic Brand Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: The 1590s Posts: 2,778	You know why I hanged Arwen? Not for wolvery. Not for murder. for arrant horse-theft. __________________ Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter -Il Lupo Fenriso

02-04-2011, 09:58 PM	#2
Glirdan Energetic Essence Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: Where Lark Nor Eagle Ever Flew Posts: 3,285	Bahahaha!!! That just made my night Angu!!! __________________ *I'm going to buy you a kitty, I'm going to let you fall in love with the kitty, and one cold, winter night, I'm going to steal into your house and punch you in the face!* Fenris Wolf

02-04-2011, 09:59 PM	#3
Anguirel Byronic Brand Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: The 1590s Posts: 2,778	she even put a bridle on him!! __________________ Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter -Il Lupo Fenriso

02-04-2011, 09:59 PM	#4
the phantom Beloved Shadow Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: The Stadium Posts: 5,971	Everyone tune in tomorrow to see who I dreamed of. Shudder in your boots, Wolvsies. Ang- best of luck. __________________ the phantom has posted. This thread is now important.

02-04-2011, 10:00 PM	#5
Rikae Mellifluous Maia Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: A glade open to the stars, deep in Nan Elmoth Posts: 3,489	Game over. Narration will be posted in a few minutes...

02-04-2011, 10:38 PM	#6
Macalaure Fading Fëanorion Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: into the flood again Posts: 2,911	The dwindling living grew nervous this day, not knowing whether they were getting closer to the completion of their task to root out the evil among them or not. New leaders emerged inside the group, claiming powers the others could only dream of. "I am Glorfindel," said Ang "I do not fear the evil creatures and will protect you at night, as I did before!" "I am the hunter," said elronds_daughter "and should the wolves come for me, I shall take one of them with me!" "I am the seer," claimed the phantom "and I have the power to see who it is among us that seek our death!" "Although," he added "so far me and the Lord Lórien haven't exactly been seeing eye to eye. elronds_daughter is lying, though!" "Let's lynch her!" everyone agreed. The mighty Glorfindel, having his powers enhanced by the dead, approached her, sword unsheathed. But elronds_daughter escaped his attack and jumped on the phantom, killing him with swift blows. The phantom passed away, and his cold, gurgling laughter sent shivers down the innocent spines. Anguirel did not hesitate and ended elronds_daughter's life. Then more laughter was heard, and Glorfindel felt the pain of sharp teeth in his neck. As he fell to the ground, dying, he saw the grisly shape of Glirdan above him. Boromir, who had barely been conscious during the day for all his sorrow, was attacked by the lovely Greenie, who did not look as lovely anymore, and her gaping maw tore him to his death. Then Sally and Nerwen looked at each other, and before Sally could take up her sword, Nerwen had leapt upon her and shredded Sally's skin into pieces with her claws. Sally's last words were left unheard for the howling of the victorious wolves.

02-04-2011, 10:39 PM	#7
Rikae Mellifluous Maia Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: A glade open to the stars, deep in Nan Elmoth Posts: 3,489	The Living: Glirdan - an easy wolf to spot. A Little Green - her usual innocentish wolf self. Nerwen - the least suspicious of the girls. The Dead: Rikae - clearly harbored latent evil tendencies to design such a diabolical game. Macalaure - evil enough not to try and stop Rikae's demonic plans. Mänwe - who else would be lynched on Day 1 but an ordo? Nogrod - the poor, long-suffering SEER. Blind Guardian - former Glorfindel gone ordo. Feanor of the Peredhil - never ordinary, but lacking a special role. Aganzir - Beren after all. Shastanis Althreduin - and that would make xem Lúthien. Thinlómien - not a wolf, just a COBBLER. Nessa Telrunya - not a wolf or a cobbler, but controversial nonetheless. Loslote - not a cobbler, but an ORDO after all. Mithalwen - beloved rescued ordo. wilwarin538 - ordinary innocent Legate of Amon Lanc - cobbler elronds_daughter - single-minded hunter who, after all, knew evil when she saw it (just not wolvery) the phantom - Auntie Elra's award-winning phabbler-cobbler. Boromir88 - not hunter, not cobbler, and I hear he's not 88 either. ORDO. satansaloser2005 - the very wolfish ordo. Anguirel - Glorfindel. Game over. Wolves win! Cobblers win! Everybody may now discuss the game in the dead thread (most of you being dead, and the rest possessed).