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Anguirel · 03-08-2006, 02:16 PM

Sleepy, I have an unusual request.

You must admit that Jenny has played a very good game under circumstances very few wolves could have coped with.

Could you please make Werewolf history by letting us really rehabilitate her?

It would lead to a fascinating end to the narrative. It's never been done before. And it's really what she deserves...

Your choice, of course.

Sleepy Ranger · 03-08-2006, 02:24 PM

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Originally Posted by Anguirel

Sleepy, I have an unusual request.

You must admit that Jenny has played a very good game under circumstances very few wolves could have coped with.

Could you please make Werewolf history by letting us really rehabilitate her?

It would lead to a fascinating end to the narrative. It's never been done before. And it's really what she deserves...

Your choice, of course.

Request denied, the ending I have planned will leave most people with their mouths wide open, a couple smirking and a couple banging their heads on their keyboards out of frustration. Thats all I shall reveal for now so as not to detract from the awesomeness of the ending

Nogrod · 03-08-2006, 02:24 PM

If it's closing time, and for some creepy resons you are really wishing to lynch your ranger, I guess I have a chance of self-defence?

++ Jenny

X-posted with at least Ang & Sleepy

JennyHallu · 03-08-2006, 02:28 PM

*sniffle* But I really want to be better...

Nogrod · 03-08-2006, 02:34 PM

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Originally Posted by Anguirel

Surely something more finessed happened last night? Why would Jenny attack an undoubtedly protected Seer rather than a declared Ranger?

Prophetess of Doom, were you working on the off-chance that Nogrod had guarded Roa last night, your only, slim hope of victory?

Why did you declare yourself anyway, Nogrod?

Well, this is rather anticlimactic. Amusing that our gallant Gifteds have been the most enthusiatic lynchers of innocents.

++NOGROD

Caused the incredibly irritating single-lynch of Gil.

The single lynch yesterday: I can't see anything wrong in saving innocent lives. If you do, then you do.

Declaring myself: getting the wolf to try Roa was our best option ensuring one more innnocent life: my declaration would seem as a suspicious trial to hide the fact that I had been guarding Roa already the night before... and so couldn't do it - and tried to ward her off from plans over Roa.

Roa_Aoife · 03-08-2006, 02:37 PM

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Originally Posted by Ang

++NOGROD

Caused the incredibly irritating single-lynch of Gil.

*rolls eyes* Now you're being rediculous Ang... Besides, your idea of the double lynch would've had Valesse dead, not Jenny. We still would've had to go through today.

JennyHallu · 03-08-2006, 02:37 PM

I was going to try Roa anyway. I was going to die today no matter what unless I could kill Roa...and frankly, your "declaration" only looked like a clumsy attempt to throw yourself in the way of the bullet of the "real" ranger...

I knew it wasn't going to work...but I was gunning for Roa last night no matter who was the ranger.

JennyHallu · 03-08-2006, 02:38 PM

Doesn't anyone other than Ang want a pet werewolf?

JennyHallu · 03-08-2006, 02:39 PM

Oh, and Roa's right...you thought the wolf was Valesse...ha-ha, fooled you!

Nogrod · 03-08-2006, 02:44 PM

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Originally Posted by JennyHallu

I was going to try Roa anyway. I was going to die today no matter what unless I could kill Roa...and frankly, your "declaration" only looked like a clumsy attempt to throw yourself in the way of the bullet of the "real" ranger...

Well, I wasn't kind of boasting that your choice was any merit for me, for I can't know your reasons to go for Roa anyway. I Just tried to explain, why I revealed myself, as Ang seems to be so unhappy about it...

Well I had a reason.

But you have really played well Jenny! Being vocal and still a wolf. Great work!

PS. Although I still can't see the reason behind your Naria kill! You couldn't have believed her quite odd threat, for it made no sense (well seemed to make all the difference in the end...

)!

EDIT: added a PS.

JennyHallu · 03-08-2006, 02:49 PM

What do you mean, it made no sense?

I was convinced it meant she was the ranger...she pulled a piece that showed herself with an active defensive feeling toward her fellow villagers. And I couldn't imagine why someone I knew was innocent would make a gifted-bluff.

Nogrod · 03-08-2006, 02:55 PM

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Originally Posted by JennyHallu

What do you mean, it made no sense?

I was convinced it meant she was the ranger...she pulled a piece that showed herself with an active defensive feeling toward her fellow villagers. And I couldn't imagine why someone I knew was innocent would make a gifted-bluff.

Oh, I admit, that I have considered this as an innocent, looking for some really baffling behaviour,
- firstly of a suspected wolf trying something utterly clumsy,
- secondly a villager trying to save here life (from a lynch) with as clumsy way
- thirdly, as a heroic self-sacrifice of an innocent (which you declared her after murdering her...)

Then again: I think only the seer has a real reason to come forwards at any point of the game. The other two should remain very silent about their roles, unless there would be a heavy reasoning behind it. And there surely was nothing seerlike in Narias game to believe the threat.

But as I have not been a wolf yet, I can't see the subtleties of a wolf-play. And by this admit, that I might be wrong with this "made no sense" -thing...

JennyHallu · 03-08-2006, 02:57 PM

It was right at the end of the day, and Naria hadn't ever really been in danger of a lynch. I was trying to influence it that way, but you were the only one who really fell for it.

Nogrod · 03-08-2006, 03:04 PM

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It was right at the end of the day, and Naria hadn't ever really been in danger of a lynch. I was trying to influence it that way, but you were the only one who really fell for it.

I really didn't fall on anything, the others were saying about her. Look at the posts and think again...

I felt like I was a kind of local prosecutor on her from her vote for me onwards - and felt a little shamed of it. But all the time I just kept seeing new signs of wolfishness in her reactions - and she surely was my only real suspect at that time (see the posts again).

So sorry about that. Not your merit this one, as it was probably not my merit that you made the desperate trial on Roa last night...

So let's call it a draw...?

Valesse · 03-08-2006, 05:00 PM

And you called me 'slippery'. I'm hurt.

I'd be willing to send the rabid wolf to re-hab, but maybe because I'm a wee bit too vindictive and I basically know what Sleepy is going to do to us (I can get out of school tomorrow for this, can't I?) I'm going to have to help put you out to pasture, Wargle-bottoms.

Really now, Ang. I don't see why you wanted to kill me so much yesterday other than I was one of the accused and opposed your plan. It really did sound risky to me. Obviously it ended up... kind of working or we wouldn't be in this end-game limbo we're in now. ...Which is only a little bit awkward.

++ Jenny

JennyHallu · 03-08-2006, 09:25 PM

Save me! Save me! I'll be a good wolf! I'll only bite squirrels! And strangers, if Ang wants me to.

Thinlómien · 03-09-2006, 12:46 AM

Squirrels? No way!

++JennyHallu

JennyHallu · 03-09-2006, 06:48 AM

Only MEAN squirrels. Fine...if nobody loves me...

The world is going to end and you're all going to DIE!!

Anguirel · 03-09-2006, 07:27 AM

I did my best, for you, Jenny.

I won't let you down.

(Anguirel draws his sword and stands in front of the gallows)

Anyone who tries to hang the wolf gets...

(He is disarmed and knocked off his feet by a teeming lynch-mob horde.)

JennyHallu · 03-09-2006, 07:45 AM

Why does the sun go on shining
Why does the sea rush to shore
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause you don't love me any more

Why do the birds go on singing
Why do the stars glow above
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when I lost your love

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does

Why does my heart go on beating
What is with all of this fur?
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said LYNCH 'ER!

Why does my heart go on beating
What is with all of this fur?
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said LYNCH 'ER!

(A Skeeter Davis tune, with minor changes)

Thinlómien · 03-09-2006, 08:37 AM

But Jenny, you can comfort yourself with the thought that I consider you a clever wolf.

And I knew Eonwe was the hunter. (=guessed)

But I'm rather amused that Ang thought me to be the hunter...

Sleepy Ranger · 03-09-2006, 08:54 AM

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Originally Posted by JennyHallu

The world is going to end and you're all going to DIE!!

Do you know how close to the truth you reached with that?

Thinlómien · 03-09-2006, 09:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Sleepy Ranger

Do you know how close to the truth you reached with that?

ARGH! Don't spoil our excitement!

JennyHallu · 03-09-2006, 09:13 AM

(fingers in ears and top volume)

It's the end of the world as we know it!
It's the end of the world as we know it!
It's the end of the world as we know it!
And I've been lynched...

Thinlómien · 03-09-2006, 09:46 AM

Shut up wolf!!!!!!!

(

)

JennyHallu · 03-09-2006, 10:04 AM

I can't hear you...

Open the gate
Feel the wind
Of devastation
Of desolation
Blows like the breath of a thousand vultures
Wheeling above your head
In Nomine Patris Et Filii Et Spiritus Sancti
You know it's coming
Nothing or no-one will save you now
Forsake your life
What's the use of waiting for a salvation?
Now it's too late
Did I do everything I wanted to do?
Did I forget something I could regret?
I know the end is near
I feel cold like ice
It's as if I was already dead
I know our time has come
Open the gate
Hear toll the knell
Kneel down
Pray the lords
Did you ever think about how will be
The end of the world?
It smells like death
It smells like past
Like two thousand years
Like millions of dead men
It smells like...
The end of the world

(There, a creepy one for Sleepy...)

Sleepy Ranger · 03-09-2006, 01:02 PM

Time, and that wasn't really creepy Jenny but it was good none the less.

Sleepy Ranger · 03-09-2006, 02:01 PM

"It would be over soon." These words echoed through everyones heads but it was Sleepy's voice who said it to them not their host's and for that they were glad. JennyHallu was the final traitor, with her death Sleepy would be avenged and they would be able to leave if not, at least they would feel better knowing that they were now amongst friends. They assembled at the fountain, JennyHallu pleading to be spared, Anguirel trying his best to defend her but the survivors shook their heads. No, she would have to go and Anguriel too if he decided he would raise a weapon against them, he didn't, he moved aside.

They looked at the last wolf, she was looking back at them pleadingly. They formed a circle around her and as they did the sky began to turn dark, it went from the dark of night to complete darkness, the world was blacked out, literally. The survivors kept their circle regardless, holding their partner's hand. The end had come. Thunder and lightning came, as did rain. A light drizzle at first but it turned into a howling storm in moments.

"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear! Its too early to end!" This wasn't the voice of their host, no. It wasn't the voice of some raving lunatic, it was the strong voice of a leader, the voice of a king. They could here footsteps approach them and as they looked in their circle where JennyHallu was supposed to be, they realized she wasn't. The villagers turned to face the fountain and the path ahead of the fountain had been lighted by candles. Very soon, they could see four figures approaching. One in the lead and three following him. The one in the lead was tall and cloaked, that was all they could make out but they had a very good idea of who the other three were.

The figures stopped at the fountain, the cloaked man looking at them, his face concealed and behind him sure enough, THE Ka, Encaitare and JennyHallu. There was a sword at his side. "We have now arrived at the end of our paths I'm afraid." he said, sighing. "This didn't go quite as planned but thats alright, lets call everyone here first." The man clapped and the blood in the fountain began to swirl before shooting upwards and it fell forming the shapes of their dead friends, all but the three wolves.

Each of the dead looked at them with sick, twisted smiles and chanted, "YOU LET US DIE!" over and over as they began to re-enact their deaths in front of the villagers. None of the survivors noticed the man and the three wolves leave as the deaths had their attention. Before they realized it there was another clap and a bright light flashed before everything setteled down into a grey-ish scene. The villagers slowly turned away from the blood figures and saw that their foes were behind them now. The man spoke again.

"Before we proceed with the closing ceremony I would like JennyHallu to come forward." And she did, she looked at the villagers with an 'it-wasn't-my-fault' look and then turned to face the man. "Nobody likes a traitor, especially not a double." He drew his sword, she jumped back and snarled, her eyes lighting up as she began to transform. "Oh come now! Do you really mean to fight me? What are the odds, lady?" He said moving towards her. "St..STAY BACK!" she roared. He didn't. She sprang at him and he just side-stepped, swinging his sword upwards. JennyHallu seemed to freeze there in mid-air for a moment before her upper body slid off and dropped on the ground along with the lower body. There was blood now, a lot of it.

"I did not want to kill her, I did not want to kill any of you but such is life, death must come to all." The man threw back his hood as the survivors looked on in shock, it was him! It was Sleepy Ranger! He looked at each of them, a bit of dis-appointment in his eyes, either that or sorrow, it was hard to tell. "Yes, it was me. You see, each of you had something I wanted, something I needed but none of you knew of this something and if you did I doubt you'd have done what I wanted you to and if left alive you would have been a hinderance. I am sorry that I must end your lives, I love each one of you. I hope that provides some peace to all of you." He sighed and looked down, the survivors frozen with fear.

Ka and Encaitare moved forward as Sleepy looked on. Ka grabbed Valesse while Encaitare caught hold of Nogrod's head, pulling it off along with his spine which apparently didn't want to let go. Ka, meanwhile, had started to pull of Valesse's fingers. She was removing each part of her body, one at a time. And there was blood, a lot of blood. Their screams were like a slap in the face to the survivors who scattered immediatly. Some of them managed to get hold of a weapon, some just ran.

Thinlomien ran, she ran as fast as she could but Encaitare ran faster. It wasn't long before Thinlomien was caught, she tried to get Encaitare off but no luck. Encaitare bit into Thinlomien's neck and wrenched it off causing her head to fall backwards. Ka, who had just finished off with Valesse, arrived and began to do what she had done to Valesse. Encaitare headed off to where Roa_Aoife had gone.

Roa had managed to get hold of a long sword, it made her feel safer but not by much. She soon realized that Encaitare was stalking her and spun around, raising the sword but her foe was nowhere to be seen. "SHOW YOURSELF!" she screamed. She heard a growl behind her and turned, nothing. She heard a growl from behind her again, nothing. And then Encaitare sprang upon her but Roa kept her wits and the sword went right between Encaitare's eyes. She let out a yelp before sliding off the sword, well dead.

Roa_Aoife gasped softly nearly dropping to her feet when THE Ka reached her. She grabbed hold of Roa from behind, lifted her up and flung her into a nearby building. Roa went through it and hit the ground on the other side, holding her back in pain. In truth, she hurt all over but that was the only place her arm would go to. Ka came closer to Roa and snarled at her, lifting up her hand and pulling off a finger. Roa screamed and another came off. She began to kick around frantically, trying to get rid of Ka but no avail. Another finger went off, and then another. Ka grabbed her thumb and smirked, Roa's free hand was searching around near her and she was lucky, she managed to get hold of a sharp piece of glass and without a though she sent it through Ka's heart. The werewolf looked at her for a moment and then dropped to the ground next to her, returning to human form.

Roa lay there gasping, wrapping her dis-figured arm in a make-shift tourniquet. She began to get to her feet only to be shoved back down by Sleepy Ranger. "Damn you! I'm going to kill you myself and I promise it won't be pleasent." Roa shivered, she believed him. Sleepy knelt down near her and lift up her hand, he smiled at her and tightened the tourniquet till her hand was nearly crushed. He then pulled out a dagger and marked an 'x' on her fore-head. "If you move that rope near you is going to snap and that ceiling is going to come straight down on that 'X'. Goodbye Roa." Sleepy lifted up the dead Ka and left the room through another door. Five minutes passed and Roa still hadn't moved, Sleepy had bluffed but he knew she would believe him, once the panic had set in they would believe anything. Once outside Sleepy cut the rope which actually held the ceiling in place and it all came down on, x, Roa and all.

Sleepy lay Ka down on a grassy spot just outside the town. "Rest well, my love." He said, running a hand down his face. The time for a proper burial would come later, now he had to take care of two more people.

Eonwe and Anguirel had each gone opposite ways but by some twist of fate they bumped into each other. They found their way to the gate but it was locked, they looked back and saw Sleepy coming towards them, they were trapped. "I'm sorry I must do this." he said with a hard voice. Anguirel and Eonwe cowered as he approached, he stood in front of them, sword in hand. Had a bit more time passed Anguirel and Eonwe would have been dead but the gates opened, the two fell on their backs. Sleepy Ranger looked up and before him stood Saucepan Man. "Saucey...! he exclaimed with a bitterness in his voice. "Sleepy...!" he replied in the same voice. They came closer.

"Long have I waited to confront you, my old friend." Said Sleepy. "Yes, it has been too long since our last meeting." replied SPM. "We would have made such great allies but no, you were not willing to give up your love for Order." Said Sleepy bitterly. "My friend, you are a broken soul as am I. We had a choice, we chose wrong." SPM said regretfully. "We did what we had to and now we must again." Said Sleepy stepping back and raising his sword. "Aye, we must." And SPM too raised his.

Anguriel and Eonwe saw the entire exchange and then when it had come down to sword-play the two rose and fled as fast as they could. So you want to know who won? Neither, legend has it they fought on for eternity until they were consumed by their own power. But it is said that on exceptionally dark nights when the rain is hard, two men can be seen fighting on ceaselessly and no matter how far you walk, you can never get near them.

JennyHallu · 03-09-2006, 02:20 PM

Ok, that's um *gulp* sort of a rehabilitation.

Um...critiques on writing...

Your writing itself is very good. I'm not really a fan of gore-style horror, however. Horror is the weakest kind of fear...horror is the fear you have when you know what's going to happen and you know what is wrong. Terror is the kind of fear you have when you know what the bad thing is, but you don't necessarily know what's going to happen. That's stronger.

But dread, the strongest level of fear, is the feeling you get when you know you are being watched, when you're lying safe at home in the dark and you hear a noise, and you don't know if there's someone there or not. Just a vague feeling that things are about to go wrong...that's what scares me most.

You do well at creating a feeling of horror, and you've been improving throughout the game at terror...but I don't yet really get a feeling of dread. I think you move from dread to horror too quickly, maybe?

Suggested reading: Lost Boys by Orson Scott Card, Watchers by Dean Koontz (not the creepiest of his novels, but the most memorable)...I can't think of any more off the top of my head.

TO THE VILLAGE:

Well played, and you got me in the end. Anguirel, special kudos to you. You were a slippery customer, and we wolves wanted to kill you for days but didn't dare.

Sleepy Ranger · 03-09-2006, 02:25 PM

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Originally Posted by JennyHallu

Your writing itself is very good. I'm not really a fan of gore-style horror, however.

Thanks, on another note my book doesn't really have much of either of those elements. In fact theres pretty much no gore at all.

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You do well at creating a feeling of horror, and you've been improving throughout the game at terror...but I don't yet really get a feeling of dread. I think you move from dread to horror too quickly, maybe?

I write borderline horror, despite what I say my aim isn't really to totally freak the reader out. I just want to take them to the edge and then pull them back before they fall off.

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Originally Posted by JennyHallu

Suggested reading: Lost Boys by Orson Scott Card, Watchers by Dean Koontz (not the creepiest of his novels, but the most memorable)...I can't think of any more off the top of my head.

My to read list is a bit too long to add anything at the moment. :/

Valier · 03-09-2006, 02:25 PM

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Originally Posted by Jennyhallu

Suggested reading: Lost Boys by Orson Scott Card, Watchers by Dean Koontz (not the creepiest of his novels, but the most memorable)...I can't think of any more off the top of my head.

Lost boys is a good one by Orson Scott Card but by far not the grossest or most horrific. Sleepy if you like horror and gore you should read Orson Scott Cards Maps in a mirror. Expecially the story called Kingsmeat, or Fatfarm. These are twisted and gross, but so well written you kinda forget the grossness of it.

Keep up the good work Mod of awesomeness!

Mithalwen · 03-09-2006, 02:28 PM

I wrote my dissertation on Guy de Maupassant's horror stories - a lesson on how to be very creepy without a drop of blood. Not good for late night reading....

Anguirel · 03-09-2006, 02:28 PM

Well well. The Hunter Eonwe and I shall preserve this story...very interesting the way we were punished proportionally to the innocents we hanged.

I think it's fair to say that this game had its moments of stress, but now it's over I'm very glad I took part in it. Poor little Jenny though.

Well...I've survived at last. Thanks for a fine game Sleepy, and thankyou Enca for allowing me a privilege I enjoy all too rarely...being right!

JennyHallu · 03-09-2006, 02:30 PM

I'm still going to hang on to my new title as the "Rehabilitated Wolf" For a while anyway...Valier, Maps in a Mirror has got to be my favorite short story collection ever. Good to find a fellow fan.

Nogrod · 03-09-2006, 02:42 PM

I've played two games of WWJ. One was the village of the silent, the other the village of the last-days' insanity...

In the end, both were good fun.

Thank's Sleepy for your mod-job. Well done indeed - albeit those couple of strange problems on the way. But you didn't let them interfere with the game too much and to distract us players. Good work by you there!

As with the storyline and writing. Thinlómien told me (thought she knew), that you are not a native English-speaker. To that end you did very well in your writing - and I kind of agree with Jenny's thoughts about you getting better all the time.

The end scene might have had some clichées in it, and partially it could be seen as somewhat bombastic. But there were nice ideas too, and knitting the "hints" to a stortyline was well done anyway - even though one kind of guessed the meaning of those red marks beforehand and so there were not a special surprise-element in it... Well done!

Sleepy Ranger · 03-09-2006, 02:52 PM

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Well well. The Hunter Eonwe and I shall preserve this story...very interesting the way we were punished proportionally to the innocents we hanged.

I couldn't have everyone survive in the ending, it would seem wrong and killing people at random would seem wrong too. So I let you choose for yourselves.

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Well...I've survived at last. Thanks for a fine game Sleepy!

My pleasure, thanks for playing.

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As with the storyline and writing. Thinlómien told me (thought she knew), that you are not a native English-speaker. To that end you did very well in your writing - and I kind of agree with Jenny's thoughts about you getting better all the time.

How does Thinlo know? But oh well, not that I've ever kept it a secret and heres another bone for you to chew on, I'm fifteen, just turned fifteen a month back actually.
Thanks! ^_^

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The end scene might have had some clichées in it, and partially it could be seen as somewhat bombastic. But there were nice ideas too, and knitting the "hints" to a stortyline was well done anyway - even though one kind of guessed the meaning of those red marks beforehand and so there were not a special surprise-element in it... Well done!

Well it isn't the real end, trust me the short story will have the ending done much better and it should explain ever little detail that hasn't been covered here. (ie; the motive, the planning etc.) Yea, they weren't really meant to be a surprise anyway. :/

But anyway I'm glad people enjoyed my writing! Point to be noted, this was just a teaser I actually write better than this... >_>
Well at least in my book, I'm not going to post an ad on the 'Downs but if anybody is interested feel free to PM me for details about it! ^_^

Nogrod · 03-09-2006, 02:59 PM

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heres another bone for you to chew on, I'm fifteen, just turned fifteen a month back actually.
Thanks! ^_^

That's a nice bone. I'll chew it with pleasure!

All the best to you you, and we'll be seeing around...

Naria · 03-09-2006, 04:17 PM

Good game everyone!!

This game was different, but Fun!! I especially liked the part where JennyHowlu fell for my 'bluff', although I didn't think her to be a wolf at the time, it still made me laugh after I found out she was one.

Sleepy you're a pretty gross individual(all good of course)

And I need to ask the question of, Who won?

I'm a wee bit confused here:

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So you want to know who won? Neither, legend has it they fought on for eternity until they were consumed by their own power.

I'm really sure that the villagers won this one, but......

Time to give out some points!!

Sleepy Ranger · 03-09-2006, 04:22 PM

Neither Sleepy nor Saucepan Man won the duel...

THE Ka · 03-09-2006, 05:28 PM

What is with the fingers?

Oh well... I guess I am a Hannibal at times.

Lovely game it was with you all, even if I had to leave soon in the game... I unfortunately learned that I had yet another thesis paper upon the universal problems in human nature and it's representation in literature for English that was due soon. I hated having to miss out, but time never seems to wait when you need it to.

You all played well, and the stories' development was rather intriguing. Though, for other reasons I could say different, but it nothing but of the trivial. Overall, you are all wonderful weavers of tales.

Once again, I would like to thank you all for giving such a show, c'est beau!

~ Aesthete

03-08-2006, 02:16 PM	#401
Anguirel Byronic Brand Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: The 1590s Posts: 2,778	Sleepy, I have an unusual request. You must admit that Jenny has played a very good game under circumstances very few wolves could have coped with. Could you please make Werewolf history by letting us really rehabilitate her? It would lead to a fascinating end to the narrative. It's never been done before. And it's really what she deserves... Your choice, of course. __________________ Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter -Il Lupo Fenriso

03-08-2006, 02:24 PM	#403
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	If it's closing time, and for some creepy resons you are really wishing to lynch your ranger, I guess I have a chance of self-defence? ++ Jenny X-posted with at least Ang & Sleepy __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...

03-08-2006, 02:28 PM	#404
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	sniffle But I really want to be better... __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-08-2006, 02:37 PM	#407
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	I was going to try Roa anyway. I was going to die today no matter what unless I could kill Roa...and frankly, your "declaration" only looked like a clumsy attempt to throw yourself in the way of the bullet of the "real" ranger... I knew it wasn't going to work...but I was gunning for Roa last night no matter who was the ranger. __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-08-2006, 02:38 PM	#408
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	Doesn't anyone other than Ang want a pet werewolf? __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-08-2006, 02:39 PM	#409
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	Oh, and Roa's right...you thought the wolf was Valesse...ha-ha, fooled you! __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-08-2006, 02:49 PM	#411
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	What do you mean, it made no sense? I was convinced it meant she was the ranger...she pulled a piece that showed herself with an active defensive feeling toward her fellow villagers. And I couldn't imagine why someone I knew was innocent would make a gifted-bluff. __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-08-2006, 02:57 PM	#413
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	It was right at the end of the day, and Naria hadn't ever really been in danger of a lynch. I was trying to influence it that way, but you were the only one who really fell for it. __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-08-2006, 05:00 PM	#415
Valesse Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: \|Away Posts: 614	And you called me 'slippery'. I'm hurt. I'd be willing to send the rabid wolf to re-hab, but maybe because I'm a wee bit too vindictive and I basically know what Sleepy is going to do to us (I can get out of school tomorrow for this, can't I?) I'm going to have to help put you out to pasture, Wargle-bottoms. Really now, Ang. I don't see why you wanted to kill me so much yesterday other than I was one of the accused and opposed your plan. It really did sound risky to me. Obviously it ended up... kind of working or we wouldn't be in this end-game limbo we're in now. ...Which is only a little bit awkward. ++ Jenny __________________ "Loo, what sholde a man in thyse dayes now wryte, 'egges' or 'eyren'?" - Caxton, Eneydos

03-08-2006, 09:25 PM	#416
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	Save me! Save me! I'll be a good wolf! I'll only bite squirrels! And strangers, if Ang wants me to. __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-09-2006, 12:46 AM	#417
Thinlómien Shady She-Penguin Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a far land beyond the Sea Posts: 8,093	Squirrels? No way! ++JennyHallu __________________ Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris

03-09-2006, 06:48 AM	#418
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	Only MEAN squirrels. Fine...if nobody loves me... The world is going to end and you're all going to DIE!! __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-09-2006, 07:27 AM	#419
Anguirel Byronic Brand Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: The 1590s Posts: 2,778	I did my best, for you, Jenny. I won't let you down. (Anguirel draws his sword and stands in front of the gallows) Anyone who tries to hang the wolf gets... (He is disarmed and knocked off his feet by a teeming lynch-mob horde.) __________________ Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter -Il Lupo Fenriso

03-09-2006, 07:45 AM	#420
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	Why does the sun go on shining Why does the sea rush to shore Don't they know it's the end of the world 'Cause you don't love me any more Why do the birds go on singing Why do the stars glow above Don't they know it's the end of the world It ended when I lost your love I wake up in the morning and I wonder Why everything's the same as it was I can't understand, no, I can't understand How life goes on the way it does Why does my heart go on beating What is with all of this fur? Don't they know it's the end of the world It ended when you said LYNCH 'ER! Why does my heart go on beating What is with all of this fur? Don't they know it's the end of the world It ended when you said LYNCH 'ER! (A Skeeter Davis tune, with minor changes) __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-09-2006, 08:37 AM	#421
Thinlómien Shady She-Penguin Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a far land beyond the Sea Posts: 8,093	But Jenny, you can comfort yourself with the thought that I consider you a clever wolf. And I knew Eonwe was the hunter. (=guessed) But I'm rather amused that Ang thought me to be the hunter... __________________ Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris

03-09-2006, 09:13 AM	#424
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	(fingers in ears and top volume) It's the end of the world as we know it! It's the end of the world as we know it! It's the end of the world as we know it! And I've been lynched... __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-09-2006, 09:46 AM	#425
Thinlómien Shady She-Penguin Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a far land beyond the Sea Posts: 8,093	Shut up wolf!!!!!!! () __________________ Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris

03-09-2006, 10:04 AM	#426
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	I can't hear you... Open the gate Feel the wind Of devastation Of desolation Blows like the breath of a thousand vultures Wheeling above your head In Nomine Patris Et Filii Et Spiritus Sancti You know it's coming Nothing or no-one will save you now Forsake your life What's the use of waiting for a salvation? Now it's too late Did I do everything I wanted to do? Did I forget something I could regret? I know the end is near I feel cold like ice It's as if I was already dead I know our time has come Open the gate Hear toll the knell Kneel down Pray the lords Did you ever think about how will be The end of the world? It smells like death It smells like past Like two thousand years Like millions of dead men It smells like... The end of the world (There, a creepy one for Sleepy...) __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-09-2006, 01:02 PM	#427
Sleepy Ranger Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: On the field, kissing the 'Downs crest Posts: 1,654	Time, and that wasn't really creepy Jenny but it was good none the less. __________________ And tonight we can truly say, together we're invincible... Middle-Earth Football World Cup 2007

03-09-2006, 02:01 PM	#428
Sleepy Ranger Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: On the field, kissing the 'Downs crest Posts: 1,654	Here at the end of all things... "It would be over soon." These words echoed through everyones heads but it was Sleepy's voice who said it to them not their host's and for that they were glad. JennyHallu was the final traitor, with her death Sleepy would be avenged and they would be able to leave if not, at least they would feel better knowing that they were now amongst friends. They assembled at the fountain, JennyHallu pleading to be spared, Anguirel trying his best to defend her but the survivors shook their heads. No, she would have to go and Anguriel too if he decided he would raise a weapon against them, he didn't, he moved aside. They looked at the last wolf, she was looking back at them pleadingly. They formed a circle around her and as they did the sky began to turn dark, it went from the dark of night to complete darkness, the world was blacked out, literally. The survivors kept their circle regardless, holding their partner's hand. The end had come. Thunder and lightning came, as did rain. A light drizzle at first but it turned into a howling storm in moments. "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear! Its too early to end!" This wasn't the voice of their host, no. It wasn't the voice of some raving lunatic, it was the strong voice of a leader, the voice of a king. They could here footsteps approach them and as they looked in their circle where JennyHallu was supposed to be, they realized she wasn't. The villagers turned to face the fountain and the path ahead of the fountain had been lighted by candles. Very soon, they could see four figures approaching. One in the lead and three following him. The one in the lead was tall and cloaked, that was all they could make out but they had a very good idea of who the other three were. The figures stopped at the fountain, the cloaked man looking at them, his face concealed and behind him sure enough, THE Ka, Encaitare and JennyHallu. There was a sword at his side. "We have now arrived at the end of our paths I'm afraid." he said, sighing. "This didn't go quite as planned but thats alright, lets call everyone here first." The man clapped and the blood in the fountain began to swirl before shooting upwards and it fell forming the shapes of their dead friends, all but the three wolves. Each of the dead looked at them with sick, twisted smiles and chanted, "YOU LET US DIE!" over and over as they began to re-enact their deaths in front of the villagers. None of the survivors noticed the man and the three wolves leave as the deaths had their attention. Before they realized it there was another clap and a bright light flashed before everything setteled down into a grey-ish scene. The villagers slowly turned away from the blood figures and saw that their foes were behind them now. The man spoke again. "Before we proceed with the closing ceremony I would like JennyHallu to come forward." And she did, she looked at the villagers with an 'it-wasn't-my-fault' look and then turned to face the man. "Nobody likes a traitor, especially not a double." He drew his sword, she jumped back and snarled, her eyes lighting up as she began to transform. "Oh come now! Do you really mean to fight me? What are the odds, lady?" He said moving towards her. "St..STAY BACK!" she roared. He didn't. She sprang at him and he just side-stepped, swinging his sword upwards. JennyHallu seemed to freeze there in mid-air for a moment before her upper body slid off and dropped on the ground along with the lower body. There was blood now, a lot of it. "I did not want to kill her, I did not want to kill any of you but such is life, death must come to all." The man threw back his hood as the survivors looked on in shock, it was him! It was Sleepy Ranger! He looked at each of them, a bit of dis-appointment in his eyes, either that or sorrow, it was hard to tell. "Yes, it was me. You see, each of you had something I wanted, something I needed but none of you knew of this something and if you did I doubt you'd have done what I wanted you to and if left alive you would have been a hinderance. I am sorry that I must end your lives, I love each one of you. I hope that provides some peace to all of you." He sighed and looked down, the survivors frozen with fear. Ka and Encaitare moved forward as Sleepy looked on. Ka grabbed Valesse while Encaitare caught hold of Nogrod's head, pulling it off along with his spine which apparently didn't want to let go. Ka, meanwhile, had started to pull of Valesse's fingers. She was removing each part of her body, one at a time. And there was blood, a lot of blood. Their screams were like a slap in the face to the survivors who scattered immediatly. Some of them managed to get hold of a weapon, some just ran. Thinlomien ran, she ran as fast as she could but Encaitare ran faster. It wasn't long before Thinlomien was caught, she tried to get Encaitare off but no luck. Encaitare bit into Thinlomien's neck and wrenched it off causing her head to fall backwards. Ka, who had just finished off with Valesse, arrived and began to do what she had done to Valesse. Encaitare headed off to where Roa_Aoife had gone. Roa had managed to get hold of a long sword, it made her feel safer but not by much. She soon realized that Encaitare was stalking her and spun around, raising the sword but her foe was nowhere to be seen. "SHOW YOURSELF!" she screamed. She heard a growl behind her and turned, nothing. She heard a growl from behind her again, nothing. And then Encaitare sprang upon her but Roa kept her wits and the sword went right between Encaitare's eyes. She let out a yelp before sliding off the sword, well dead. Roa_Aoife gasped softly nearly dropping to her feet when THE Ka reached her. She grabbed hold of Roa from behind, lifted her up and flung her into a nearby building. Roa went through it and hit the ground on the other side, holding her back in pain. In truth, she hurt all over but that was the only place her arm would go to. Ka came closer to Roa and snarled at her, lifting up her hand and pulling off a finger. Roa screamed and another came off. She began to kick around frantically, trying to get rid of Ka but no avail. Another finger went off, and then another. Ka grabbed her thumb and smirked, Roa's free hand was searching around near her and she was lucky, she managed to get hold of a sharp piece of glass and without a though she sent it through Ka's heart. The werewolf looked at her for a moment and then dropped to the ground next to her, returning to human form. Roa lay there gasping, wrapping her dis-figured arm in a make-shift tourniquet. She began to get to her feet only to be shoved back down by Sleepy Ranger. "Damn you! I'm going to kill you myself and I promise it won't be pleasent." Roa shivered, she believed him. Sleepy knelt down near her and lift up her hand, he smiled at her and tightened the tourniquet till her hand was nearly crushed. He then pulled out a dagger and marked an 'x' on her fore-head. "If you move that rope near you is going to snap and that ceiling is going to come straight down on that 'X'. Goodbye Roa." Sleepy lifted up the dead Ka and left the room through another door. Five minutes passed and Roa still hadn't moved, Sleepy had bluffed but he knew she would believe him, once the panic had set in they would believe anything. Once outside Sleepy cut the rope which actually held the ceiling in place and it all came down on, x, Roa and all. Sleepy lay Ka down on a grassy spot just outside the town. "Rest well, my love." He said, running a hand down his face. The time for a proper burial would come later, now he had to take care of two more people. Eonwe and Anguirel had each gone opposite ways but by some twist of fate they bumped into each other. They found their way to the gate but it was locked, they looked back and saw Sleepy coming towards them, they were trapped. "I'm sorry I must do this." he said with a hard voice. Anguirel and Eonwe cowered as he approached, he stood in front of them, sword in hand. Had a bit more time passed Anguirel and Eonwe would have been dead but the gates opened, the two fell on their backs. Sleepy Ranger looked up and before him stood Saucepan Man. "Saucey...! he exclaimed with a bitterness in his voice. "Sleepy...!" he replied in the same voice. They came closer. "Long have I waited to confront you, my old friend." Said Sleepy. "Yes, it has been too long since our last meeting." replied SPM. "We would have made such great allies but no, you were not willing to give up your love for Order." Said Sleepy bitterly. "My friend, you are a broken soul as am I. We had a choice, we chose wrong." SPM said regretfully. "We did what we had to and now we must again." Said Sleepy stepping back and raising his sword. "Aye, we must." And SPM too raised his. Anguriel and Eonwe saw the entire exchange and then when it had come down to sword-play the two rose and fled as fast as they could. So you want to know who won? Neither, legend has it they fought on for eternity until they were consumed by their own power. But it is said that on exceptionally dark nights when the rain is hard, two men can be seen fighting on ceaselessly and no matter how far you walk, you can never get near them. __________________ And tonight we can truly say, together we're invincible... Middle-Earth Football World Cup 2007

03-09-2006, 02:20 PM	#429
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	Ok, that's um gulp sort of a rehabilitation. Um...critiques on writing... Your writing itself is very good. I'm not really a fan of gore-style horror, however. Horror is the weakest kind of fear...horror is the fear you have when you know what's going to happen and you know what is wrong. Terror is the kind of fear you have when you know what the bad thing is, but you don't necessarily know what's going to happen. That's stronger. But dread, the strongest level of fear, is the feeling you get when you know you are being watched, when you're lying safe at home in the dark and you hear a noise, and you don't know if there's someone there or not. Just a vague feeling that things are about to go wrong...that's what scares me most. You do well at creating a feeling of horror, and you've been improving throughout the game at terror...but I don't yet really get a feeling of dread. I think you move from dread to horror too quickly, maybe? Suggested reading: Lost Boys by Orson Scott Card, Watchers by Dean Koontz (not the creepiest of his novels, but the most memorable)...I can't think of any more off the top of my head. TO THE VILLAGE: Well played, and you got me in the end. Anguirel, special kudos to you. You were a slippery customer, and we wolves wanted to kill you for days but didn't dare. __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-09-2006, 02:28 PM	#432
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,458	I wrote my dissertation on Guy de Maupassant's horror stories - a lesson on how to be very creepy without a drop of blood. Not good for late night reading.... __________________ “But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.” Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace

03-09-2006, 02:28 PM	#433
Anguirel Byronic Brand Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: The 1590s Posts: 2,778	Well well. The Hunter Eonwe and I shall preserve this story...very interesting the way we were punished proportionally to the innocents we hanged. I think it's fair to say that this game had its moments of stress, but now it's over I'm very glad I took part in it. Poor little Jenny though. Well...I've survived at last. Thanks for a fine game Sleepy, and thankyou Enca for allowing me a privilege I enjoy all too rarely...being right! __________________ Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter -Il Lupo Fenriso Last edited by Anguirel; 03-09-2006 at 02:43 PM.

03-09-2006, 02:30 PM	#434
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	I'm still going to hang on to my new title as the "Rehabilitated Wolf" For a while anyway...Valier, Maps in a Mirror has got to be my favorite short story collection ever. Good to find a fellow fan. __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

03-09-2006, 02:42 PM	#435
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	I've played two games of WWJ. One was the village of the silent, the other the village of the last-days' insanity... In the end, both were good fun. Thank's Sleepy for your mod-job. Well done indeed - albeit those couple of strange problems on the way. But you didn't let them interfere with the game too much and to distract us players. Good work by you there! As with the storyline and writing. Thinlómien told me (thought she knew), that you are not a native English-speaker. To that end you did very well in your writing - and I kind of agree with Jenny's thoughts about you getting better all the time. The end scene might have had some clichées in it, and partially it could be seen as somewhat bombastic. But there were nice ideas too, and knitting the "hints" to a stortyline was well done anyway - even though one kind of guessed the meaning of those red marks beforehand and so there were not a special surprise-element in it... Well done! __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...

03-09-2006, 04:22 PM	#439
Sleepy Ranger Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: On the field, kissing the 'Downs crest Posts: 1,654	Neither Sleepy nor Saucepan Man won the duel... __________________ And tonight we can truly say, together we're invincible... Middle-Earth Football World Cup 2007

03-09-2006, 05:28 PM	#440
THE Ka Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: As with the flygja Posts: 1,403	What is with the fingers? Oh well... I guess I am a Hannibal at times. Lovely game it was with you all, even if I had to leave soon in the game... I unfortunately learned that I had yet another thesis paper upon the universal problems in human nature and it's representation in literature for English that was due soon. I hated having to miss out, but time never seems to wait when you need it to. You all played well, and the stories' development was rather intriguing. Though, for other reasons I could say different, but it nothing but of the trivial. Overall, you are all wonderful weavers of tales. Once again, I would like to thank you all for giving such a show, c'est beau! ~ Aesthete __________________ Vinur, vinur skilur tú meg? Veitst tú ongan loyniveg? Hevur tú reikað líka sum eg, í endaleysu tokuni?