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[[OOC: Here is the roleplaying thread, let the games begin. >=D]]

Werewolf with Septim


There's a house on an island, and rumor has it that the house houses a treasure chest. The chest contains red diamonds, white diamonds, pink diamonds, and blue diamonds. With the average size being as large as you big toe, the contents of the chest could set you and your family up for a very long time. There is one problem...you're not the only one who wants it.

All of you were invited to Loeken Island by a well-known gentleman, Norman Black. That man died five minutes after the boat left, as he was only a pawn in the sadistic game of the black hand. Who will survive? That...that is up to you.

(You have no idea who is on your team in the beginning. The Black Hand tossed you on the island, and you have no idea who these people are. Good luck!)

Good - 4
Guard - 1
Guard or lock up - Protect or stop an enemy from using their ability 1x per night.
Hacker - 1
Hack - Discover role 1x per night by hacking the security cameras.
Policeman - 2
Lethal force - Kill 1x per night

Neutral - 3
Civilian - 2
Team-Up! - If the two civilians send me the same target, then the target will die unless protected.
Vigilante - 1
Righteous Kill - Kill 1x per night

Evil - 4
Psychopath - 1
Rampage - Random chance of either killing or discovering a role. 1x per night.
Murderer - 2
Murder - Kill 1x per night
Sadist - 1
Torture - Discover role 1x per night.

1. Travis Leiondon
2. Killer
3. Demonsul
4. Wilberforce Pwner
5. Death Proof (Deallus will be soooo proud!)
6. Dethos
7. Lewatha
8. Rhade
9. Stickman
10. Barny
11. Hirgon
    

Alphonse Stien watched as the boat disappeared into the dense fog. He survayed his surroundings. The island was small, but he couldent see too much through the fog. He turned his attention to the other people scattered around the shore. Taking mental notes on all of their characteristics, he dicided against approaching any of them. Piering up the small hill twords the mainland, he could see an old battered path. Waisting no time, he set off.

Rhade lit up a cigarette and looked around.  Watching the others as he did so, he noticed one man head towards the house and another towards what seemed to be trees.  That one was shady.  Rhade snuffed his cigarette after a while and set off for the house as well.

[[OOC: You don't know the host is dead. You were invited by the man, but he was killed after the ferry left, but before it arrived.]]

Wilber scanned the horizon, 10 others. Hopefully he could befriend someone and together, gain the spoils he had turned up for.
Who looks neutral? I'd hate to befriend a crazy evil guy and have him kill me.
Wilber approaches Travis whom was listening into others talking.
"Hey, I see you look as confused as I do. I cannot see anything from this fog. Where are you from then?"

*Travis falls asleep when he notices no one is talking.*

Stein walked leisurely up the path. He assumed it led to the house. Which meant the treasure! Unfortunately, he could he*beep*veral people behind him. He dove into a bush beside the path, and waited to see who was tailing him.

Travis still stays asleep... and snores.  A LOT!

Hirgon stayed down near the beach, observing the people in sight and contemplating the island.  Nothing quite fit, and everything seemed out of place.  There was something strange about this place...  He walked into the mansion, thinking it odd that conversation was limited, and that no one was really around...

Finally, Demonsul found the mansion. As soon as he walked into the door, he almost ran straight into Hirgon.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there. I'm Karzun Demonsul, and you are..?"

"That's quite alright, I shouldn't be standing in doorways.  Hirgon Sadron, at your service.  It's nice to meet you both - maybe we should find ourselves a sitting room?"

Moose Jaw is one of the last to arrive. He walks in glanes around and mutters to himself, "I hope I didn't miss anything yet..."

He walks over to the two chatting next to the doorway and introduces himself.

"My name is Moose Jaw, y'all can call me Moose, most do. I hail from Queens so right now I am pretty out of my element, hope I'm not alone with that."

"Godly powers... pfft,' Travis replied to Moose.  "I think she had a bit too much vodka."

[[OOC: Night will be over soon, waiting for somebody to decide. XD]]

[[OOC: Probably, or maybe I'll do it tomorrow morning. >=D]]

[[OOC: I don't have enough time to write it right now, I promise you that by seven o'clock tomorrow morning, my time, it will be morning.]]

Demonsul stood. "I regret to inform those that are evil among us of a fact. I am a Police Officer of the Broniminan Force, and I will work out what is going on here!" He immediately began dividing up his time. He would interview the other eight surviving persons, and work out who was the killer.

[[I will conduct the interviews via PMs, this is gonna be tough.]]

[[EDIT: Moose Jaw, are you even playing? I cant find you on the player list...]]

ah, yarr, I got nuffin to do with it! I was just drinkin me rum on the beach tonite, aye? just watchin the stars, dreamin of walking people off the plank, and next thing I know, I found myself on my head, I fell over thanks to the rum, yarr?

I passed out and next thing I know I get woken up by a butler, who told me to come 'ere.

So what shall we do mateys? shall we vote a guy out or just wait for the night to come and look what happens?

(OOC: are we supposed to vote?)

[[OOC: Actually, we are supposed to vote. I thought everybody knew that. Then again, this is the first werewolf round in at least four months...XD. Vote on the person you want dead for the day.]]

Demonsul thought for a moment. "All the interviews I have taken so far have turned up but one thing. One of the interviewees, whom I will not name, suspected someone of foul play, but I will attempt to gather information before I make any accusations."

"I cannot justify this claim with physical evidence, I am afraid. I was stripped of all items before I was placed on the boat with you all. You will just have to trust me. People are dying here, and I want to help. The perpetrators must be brought to justice. The best way for this to happen is if we are all honest with each other, and that is my honesty, out in front."

After being asked a series of questions by Demonsul, Travis decided to have a little bit of fun.  He walked out onto the small beach in front of the house and started to dig a small hole.  After the hole was finished, Travis jumped into it and laid down.  When he was comfortable, he covered up all but his face with sand.

"Woooot!"

Hmm, why would this Demonsul guy try convincing us to be good? Evil could easily kill him like that!

In my opinion, it's a clear sign that this person is evil. He tries making us believe he's good so we vote for someone else. But actually he's the one evil!

[VOTE: Demonsul]

Demonsul stood, and pointed dramatically at Lewatha. "Why, I though I made this clear. I'm here to help! If we don't help one another, we will all end up dead! If you are going to try and eliminate me, you must be trying to hurt us all..." Demonsul strode towards Lewatha. "If I die, the information from those interviews dies with me! I'm piecing together who I think is evil, you just need to give me time. But if you want to kill me, I have no choice...I will have to return the favour, else we all end up disorganized and dead."

[VOTE: Lewatha] [[I would vote nobody if I could, but I can't, and if I didn't vote, I would die.]]

Killer looked on with interest as the arguing began. He decided to vote for neither of the ones that were voted for, but one of the ones who hadn't done anything as of yet. Perhas it would rouse them from their state of hibernation.

[Vote: Barny]