WEREWOLF II

[ThatGreenGentleman]

Bajeebus FP! You actually ATE Mr. Pickles? He had disease all over him and shit! That cat was rarely washed.  

[Captain Utopia]

Ah, but he was sweetened with love and affection.  That said, I've had better tasting raccoons.

[Freeky]

You ate one of my cats?! 

I'M SORRY I EVER STOOD UP FOR YOU, YOU CAT EATING BASTARD!

<insert crazy cat lady pic>

[Captain Utopia]

(BURP)

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

1. Annabel the Destroyer The Psychic never even saw it coming

Horseshit. I saw this coming a mile away.

Where did you see that?

I said I was going to die like 3 times and then I said I'd have all the wolves lynched even if they killed me.

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

I know it's already a forgone conclusion but I also vote to lynch FP.


FP 10
Fred 2
LMNO 1


Who's got a rope? 

Rope? TONIGHT, WE LYNCH WITH DILDOES.

[Storebrand]

I know it's already a forgone conclusion but I also vote to lynch FP.


FP 10
Fred 2
LMNO 1


Who's got a rope? 

Rope? TONIGHT, WE LYNCH WITH DILDOES.

My, my...  I kind of want to see a pic of this.

[Remington]

1. Annabel the Destroyer The Psychic never even saw it coming

Horseshit. I saw this coming a mile away.

Where did you see that?

I said I was going to die like 3 times and then I said I'd have all the wolves lynched even if they killed me.

Check OP.

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

 

Also, I'm totally lost on what time it is right now. I thought it was determined by what time it actually was outside of the game. Nighttime is determined by when a killing occurs or is it time based?

[The Wizard]

It'll end when Remington rights FP's death scene.

[Captain Utopia]

Nah, since there are ghosts talking, it must be night and I've survived a lynching!  Hooray!



FP,
Loves loopholes.

[bds]

I think there's supposed to be 24 hours for day, but night varies, 'cause it only really needs to go on until Remington gets the wolfs' kill/pyschi- OH NO WAIT, SOME FUCKER KILLED OUR PSYCHIC.

CUNT.

[Remington]

Hear Ye, Hear Ye, The Oracle Speaks

The appearance of the psychic's ghost -and the meteor shower of purple, extralarge dildos that followed it- was enough to convince the villagers of FP's guilt. The votes were placed and counted in record time, and FP was seized. He was brought to the village square, where a platform had been built beside the old oak tree.

FP thrashed back and forth in their arms, trying to break free. "I'm innocent," he yelled. "LMNO is the real wolf! Kill him!"

The villagers were having none of it. Hoopla and Gin held FP's head down on the chopping block, while Dr. James Semaj hefted the axe and stepped forward.

"Time to die, wolfy boy."

FP's struggling became even more intense as his head was lowered unto the block. His entire body thrashed as he fought to escape, but Hoopla and Gin held him tight. The axe fell-

Thunk. The axe stopped halfway through FP's neck, slowed down by the thick skin and corded bunches of muscles. FP's head twisted around -a full 180 degrees- and growled at the shocked villagers. The face began to lengthen into a snout, coarse brown hair began to sprout from hardening skin, and the growl quickly became a lupine howl.

"KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT" shrieked TheGreenGentleman, her face pale white.

Semaj gritted his teeth and swung the axe again. Wolf Fenrir's head dropped from his body in a burst of red-black blood, rolling off the execution platform and falling to the feet of the crowd. The head snapped futiley at BDS's feet for a few seconds, before it finally succumbed to blood loss and stopped. As the horrified crowd watched, Wolf Fenrir closed his eyes for the last time.




Lynch Successful



FP has been lynched by his fellow villagers: he was Wolf Fenrir. 15 players now remain.

It is now night. Wolf Doohan, please send me your kill. Psychic, send me a guess LOL NO, YUOR DEAD

[Storebrand]

WOOHOO!!!!!

[Fredfredly ⊂(◉‿◉)つ]