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Re: Werewolf III: Bechteldorf Was a Gas
Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:19 pm
by Casual Observer
Worm wrote:Few, it's been a few.
dictionary wrote:
Several:
1. being more than two but fewer than many in number
dictionary wrote:
Quibbler:
1. Worm
Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 11:03 pm
by Reality Check
The reality is hygreaeaead is a faliure at starting and running a game.
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 6:59 am
by Worm
Yeah, something like a BBS voting game needs to take off right away, lest it lose its momentum and traditional fast pace.
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 8:49 am
by hygraed
Okay, I sent the PMs. Check your mailboxes.
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 8:51 am
by hygraed
An overcast morning dawns on the tiny Bavarian hamlet of Bechteldorf. Bechteldorf consists - or rather, consisted - of just eight residents. Its chief exports are elaborately carved mugs, often depicting scenes of Dionysan merriment, and police dogs. Its main industries are manufacturing and police dog training. It is renowned for its beautiful green hills, dark forests, old-growth trees, and world-famous police dogs.
Each morning, the villagers assemble in the town square for a town meeting. However, on this gloomy day, one is missing.
Where is gsdgsd?
After a brief search, he is found still lying in his bed. Worm throws the covers off, shouting "Get u-" but is cut short by the sight he sees before him.
gsdgsd's arms have been torn off at the shoulders. They appear to have been used to bludgeon the life out of him, as evidenced by the smears and spatters of blood on his otherwise uninjured skull.
The villagers stand in shocked silence, until Draal notices a few drippings of blood soaking through the cot onto the floor. He turns gsdgsd over to find that his back has been brutally ripped open and his heart cut out.
Only now do the villagers notice the bloody letters smeared on the wall:
"IT BEGINS"
It would appear that Bechteldorf has a werewolf.
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:57 am
by Draal
Casual Observer
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 11:16 am
by Ice Cream Jonsey
It's certainly time for people to settle old scores and get themselves in position to succeed!
I shall wait a bit before casting my vote. Let's see how the cookies crumble.
I am a human, by the way.
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 6:56 pm
by Casual Observer
Wrom is clearly a wolf.
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 7:51 pm
by Worm
Psh, I wish.
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:06 pm
by Ice Cream Jonsey
I am on the lookout for both seers.
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:32 pm
by bruce
Who would possibly want to kill gsdgsd? Clearly someone who hates America.
So that's pretty much anybody.
Except Jethro Q. Walrustitty.
Who isn't even playing. Fuck.
Bruce
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 11:54 pm
by bruce
I want blood.
CO was being a douche about the game starting. Maybe we should lynch him. That'd learn him.
Bruce
Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 10:10 am
by Vitriola
I vote for Bruce, but for no other reason than it is early and he's not a very good liar.
Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 12:58 pm
by Worm
Well, I'd imagine the wolves are gonna kill someone that we're looking at to lynch as to cast doubt in the person. Unless they're doing it because we're looking to lynch the right guy.
I'm just gonna guess on CO.
Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 1:28 pm
by Ice Cream Jonsey
I gotta vote for somebody, and I appear to have successfully deflected thought to myself. So I will go ahead and vote for Casual Observer. Nothing personal. If I could vote for myself I would.
Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 5:20 pm
by AArdvark
CO must die if we are to protect our peasant chillen from the Terrors of the Night!!!
I vote Casual Observer to swing
THE
PITCHFORK &
TORCHES
AARDVARK
Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 8:58 pm
by bruce
Vitriola wrote:I vote for Bruce, but for no other reason than it is early and he's not a very good liar.
What do you mean, baby? I
promise not to cum in your mouth.
Bruce
Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 3:48 pm
by AArdvark
Oh, we don't need that kind of content in this game.
THE
XXX
AARDVARK
Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 4:38 pm
by Casual Observer
AArdvark wrote:I vote Casual Observer to swing
no, I won't swing with you.
Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 5:23 pm
by hygraed
Casual Observer was always the impatient type.
So it was hardly unexpected that he shouted at the villagers building the pyre to "Go faster, goddammit!" and "Just get it over with!" They did not heed his cries, however, and so he got to watch the pile of brush get slowly higher until it reached his feet.
As AArdvark stepped forward with the torch, Worm threw out his arm. "Stop.
"Let's play with him for a bit first."
Skinning knives were brought from the butcher's, and Casual Observer sweated in fear as Worm moved slowly towards him. He bit his lip as the knife sliced into the flesh above his left ankle. Silent tears rolled down his face as the skin was slowly removed from his foot.
Worm giggled as he passed the knife to bruce, who proceeded to do the same with Casual Observer's right foot. Faint whimpers could be heard from Casual Observer, but the villagers ignored him as they watched bruce finish pulling the skin from the toes.
Vitriola and Draal took turns removing the skin from Casual Observer's hands. Draal held the bundle of bloody skin in his hands as Ice Cream Jonsey carved a hole in Casual Observer's abdomen. Casual Observer screamed in pain and Draal stuffed the skin into the hole that had just been created in Casual Observer's stomach.
AArdvark threw the torch onto the pile of brush and kindling surrounding Casual Observer's newly skinned feet. Casual Observer's screams increased tenfold as the flames licked at his legs.
As the flames grew higher, and Casual Observer's screams subsided, the villagers noticed a conspicuous absence of any kind of lycanthropic transformation.
"Oops."
Casual Observer was a peasant.
Now it is night.