WEREWOLF - Players Only

[The Wizard]

What's funnier is that the zombie, a creature that is only dangerous in large groups, was created by a mob.

Yeah, because they provided for me. Doesn't help that they gave me gas...

Also, you probably have a foot fetish. Gross.

I shot myself in the foot to prove my innocence. And any rumors you've heard about me and the tavern wench are completely untrue!

[President Television]

Also, you probably have a foot fetish. Gross.

I shot myself in the foot to prove my innocence. And any rumors you've heard about me and the tavern wench are completely untrue!

All that means is that you're also a masochist. Some people engage in genital self-mutilation because it turns them on. It's true, I can send you pictures if you want. You sick fuck.

And as for the wench...
I have yet to discover the truth on that matter, but I do have my, ahem, ways.

[Chief Uwachiquen]

Well hell. That was unexpected. We kind of shot ourselves in the foot for lowering our numbers on our own.

[Remington]

Hear Ye, Hear Ye, the Oracle Speaks!


A long day. A day to be weary of life but still night came; a night to cling to life, however weary of it one may be.

The embers of the fire glowed with a pulsing rhythm, like the breath of a dying man, slow, steady and laboured.
Herbertina held the bottle of port by her side, having long since abandoned the glass. Taking swigs every so often, her eyes were lost in the glaze of sweet alcohol and the glow of the wood before her. The two seemed to mix in her blood, producing a kind of melancholy anger, seering but altogether latent.

The shadow of the wolf fell by the chair, and Herbertina looked up into the mirror to meet the beast's stare. And as one shadow moved for the other, the bottle of port dropped to the floor.

Shadow mingled with shadow, port mingled with blood, and as dark mingled with dawn, the night gave up its bloody secret to the morning sun.

Scene credit to Lord Wilmore









Herbertina has been killed by Wolf Ulric. 12 players remain.

It is now daytime. The villagers have 24 hours to secure a lynch (7 votes required)

[bugmenоt]

Just went over the different lynching votes again.
look at this:

MOB MENTALITY

I also vote to lynch Dr. James Semaj.

It might be a mistake to point at people that way, but i think gin is not human but a werewolf. gin was the second person to vote against James. gin is a wolf and thought "oh, they vote to kill a harmless villager, i'm in!"
So:
I vote to lynch gin.

[Cain]

Vote for Mistress Freeky here.  She's been too quiet.

[LMNO]

I still say you should give the Oracle the ax.

[President Television]

Vote for Mistress Freeky here.  She's been too quiet.

Cain has been studying game theory. I think this notion has merit.

[LMNO]

Yeah, but Cain is a werewolf, so he's playing an entirely different game.

[Rumckle]

Vote for Mistress Freeky here.  She's been too quiet.

And her pictures in the new Spagbook look like she's hiding something.

[President Television]

Yeah, but Cain is a werewolf, so he's playing an entirely different game.

Shit, how did I not think of that?  
I'm withholding my vote for now.

[The Johnny]

That's 2 for James and 2 for Johnny, then.

Fuckitall! I can't read tonight.

Freeky was (although accepting her late night confusion) wanting to slant up the votes agaisnt me, which if Semaj was a wolf, would had meant that she was a wolf... which semaj obviously wasnt...

The funny thing, is that in her confusion, initially she had counted 2 votes for Iason and 2 votes against me... should we think that her confusion was so big, as to confuse them?

Freeky and Iason are wolves i say.

I vote to lynch Freeky [2]

[President Television]

Freeky's looking increasingly suspicious. I vote to lynch Freeky.

[Freeky]

Oh, goddammit. I'ma die. I vote to lynch Cain, cuz he's wrong AND he started it.

[President Television]

Oh, goddammit. I'ma die. I vote to lynch Cain, cuz he's wrong AND he started it.

That sounds like something a werewolf would say.