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Scion of The Faithful
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: The brink, where hope and despair are akin. [The Philippines]
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Loslote Galadriel55 Lommy Kitanna Bom <3 Mith Greenie Eomer Legate ??? Everyone else Oh, dear, no time. ++Nilpaurion Felagund
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フェンリス鴨 (Fenrisu Kamo) The plot, cut, defeated. I intend to copy this sig forever - so far so good...
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Gruesome Spectre
Join Date: Dec 2000
Location: Heaven's doorstep
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Highlights, sir!
EDIT- Never mind. Atta boy!
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Shady She-Penguin
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a far land beyond the Sea
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Mith - I xed.
Legate - I was wondering how it will make the outcome of the day.
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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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Gruesome Spectre
Join Date: Dec 2000
Location: Heaven's doorstep
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DL. Silence.
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly
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++Galadriel
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"My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly
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Oh flipping come on. It took over a minute to post that?! >.<
Edit: x'd, sorry
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"My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.
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Gruesome Spectre
Join Date: Dec 2000
Location: Heaven's doorstep
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Quote:
![]() Stand by for swift results. And 4000 posts! *pats self on back*
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Gruesome Spectre
Join Date: Dec 2000
Location: Heaven's doorstep
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Although the unlucky Venturers did not know exactly what had befallen, the meaning of Inziladun's scrawled final words seemed clear enough: some of their number had turned, or had been turned somehow to evil and murder. Long they debated about what their next course of action should be. They knew that they could count on no help from any quarter. The nearest friends of the Edain were the Elves of Lindon, but they did not know of the plight of the Númenóreans, and there was no means of communicating with them, even if the mariners had known exactly where they themselves were in relation to the coasts of Middle-earth. There was only one thing to do: the identities of the killers among them must be discovered, and the threat removed from the rest by killing them in turn. Then the arguments turned toward who among them was acting the most suspicious, or out of character. At the end of the day, it was decided that Loslote was the most likely to be evil. They determined to kill her by hanging, since trees were certainly in abundance, and rope from the wreck of the ship had washed ashore.
The preparations were made swiftly. The noose was placed around Loslote's neck, and she was made to stand upon some piled rocks. They were kicked out from under her, and the crowding sailors watched to see if some change would come upon the one they'd chosen. As the body grew still, they were shocked to see a grey, misty figure emerge from it and float into the air. It seemed to point at them all, marking them with helpless malice. Then it seemed to simply melt away before their eyes in the light of the setting Sun, and the air was clean again. Darkness covered the island once again. The Living: Bom Tombadillo Nogrod Shasta Kitanna G55 Sally Eomer Nerwen Greenie Lommy Nilp Mithalwen Legate The Dead: Inziladun: (Mod) Loslote: Evil Spirit IT IS NOW NIGHT 2 Evildoers may PM. Those with picks send them in.
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Gruesome Spectre
Join Date: Dec 2000
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Shasta awoke in the night with a feeling of uneasiness.
His bedding place was atop a cliff out of sight of the Sea, though he could still hear it. Woods stood nearby, with ancient pine and fir trees. He looked around, and at first saw nothing. Then, as his eyes grew more accustomed to the dark, he thought he spied a figure standing about 20 yards away. When his gaze alighted on it, it rushed toward him, holding a massive rock over its head to cast down. Shasta had no weapons, but knew the would-be killer could not keep up with him, burdened as it was. He sprang to his feet, racing for the cover of the wood. There he might find a weapon of his own, as well as gain some cover. At the moment he entered, a second shape, having hidden silently as its mate ran the quarry its way, stabbed swiftly with its dagger. As Shasta fell to the ground, he heard its hissing laughter. The Living: Bom Tombadillo Nogrod Kitanna G55 Sally Eomer Nerwen Greenie Lommy Nilp Mithalwen Legate The Dead: Inziladun: (Mod) (killed by the baddies Night 1) Loslote: Evil Spirit (lynched Day 1) Shasta: Ordo (murdered by the evil ones Night 2) IT IS DAY 2. You know what to do. As a reminder, Nerwen and Bom make sure to vote toDay, or the consequences could be dire.
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly
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No time to say much about yesterDay or last Night, but I wanted to post what I was meant to post when I voted (well, more or less). I'm sorry about the lateness of my vote yesterday. My phone decided to spazz out on me (the weather didn't help) and by the time I could get back to the Downs I only had time to vote, not explain. Grumble, grumble.
Anyway, Galadriel's clinging onto me makes me a bit suspicious of her, as I've previously stated, and then her vote for Lommie....what? It strikes me as quite a random and possibly evil thing to do, especially since it was a throwaway vote for someone who had barely been around (though I'll have to take a closer look before I make any more specific statements about it). I hadn't taken a good enough look at most other candidates, especially the sudden (but delightful, in retrospect!) Lottiewagon, so I just went with my gut. (Also, voting for Kit, while also going with my gut, would have been a throwaway, and thus useless.) There we go. I made with the splainy. I feel all shiny now. I'll post more later, but I have a pretty redheaded girl* coming for dinner. *My cousin, numpkins.
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"My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.
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