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20:58:59 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Brannigans Law:

*strolls into the conversation*

"Hey guys, hey Natalie"

*Bran walks up to the bar and orders a pint*

"So...have those werewolfs attacked anyone yet?"


21:03:00 Oct 8th 07 - Pirate Lewatha:

You are all pussies, thinking you will be the next one to be eliminated if you vote first.

Therefore, I will go first to vote :

 

As we all know, Love is the primary cause of a murder. Love is the thing that makes people do strange things, like killing each other. Therefore, Mr.Love, has to be evil.

(Vote : Love)


21:04:33 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Verll:

"Yeah took out poor Septim, the poor fellow never had an chance"

"And the assistants took out poor bentlf,  the food will never be the same again"

*looks sad thinking about that bentlf is dead*

*suddenly remembers that he haven't even ordered an beer*

"An beer to me, please"


21:08:44 Oct 8th 07 - Pirate Lewatha:

* Lewatha thinks to herself*

I hope this courage won't be my death.

I guess I'll just have a drink and wait and see.

*Lewatha clicks her fingers*

Septim, Give me a bacardi rum.

*lewatha starts drinking away her concerns*


21:11:00 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Brannigans Law:

(Vote: Soccer)

"the guy has locked himself in his room since we got here, hasnt said a word!"

*Walks over to lew at the bar*

"I guess us two are the only ones with the balls eh?"


21:12:50 Oct 8th 07 - Sir Fizban:

Um, I like variety as much as anyone Sig, but Natalia's still my number 1 girl... unless Lewatha wants to go with me. Speaking of which, I've got to decide if I want to sic Terry Tate on her for calling everyone a pussy....


21:22:09 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Verll:

*takes an sip of the beer he just received from whoever that is in the bar*

"Only ones with balls, yeah right"*he thinks to himself*

"Oh yeah by the way, the next round is on me"


21:29:41 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Sigheart:

*Out of pure boredom Sigheart turns on his X-Box 360 puts in Halo 3 finds a Sniper rifle and starts camping upon the enemies spawn point*

*He gets chuckles from everyone yelling at him that he's a faggot"


21:43:45 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Xiax:

"Yeah I'll have to go with Bran's reasoning on this one. And Lewatha you aren't even close to being the first person to vote."

[Vote: Soccer]


21:49:55 Oct 8th 07 - Sir Fizban:

*Fizban goes over to play the XBox 360 with Sigheart, grabbing a shotgun and a sword, he starts to creep up on Sigheart's position, hoping to assassinate a sniper with a melee hit from behind*


22:20:57 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Erunion Telcontar:

"Lewatha, I am insulted! I already voted on Verll."


22:23:22 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Sigheart:

*Sigheart turns around and see's Fizzy*

"Holy Crap!"

*He switches to Assault Rifle and fires a crap load of bullets*


22:27:21 Oct 8th 07 - Sir Fizban:

*Fizban jumps, points his shotgun at Sig, taking shield damage from the rifle, lets the reticle turn red and switches to the sword, hoping that they never changed the 'bug' from Halo 2.*


22:28:24 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Verll:

*looks at Erunion*

"You know you can withdraw that vote if you want....I won't be mad or anything."


22:30:18 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Verll:

"I was in fact the first to vote...but I withdrew that vote and have not yet used it."


*orders an new beer*


22:50:20 Oct 8th 07 - Sir Jack Frost:

"suppose i'll go with the flow"

[[Vote: Soccer]]


22:55:42 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Brannigans Law:

omg...sorry soc! lol


23:19:31 Oct 8th 07 - Mr. Atreides:

Sees that everyone is getting together to kill someone.

"Hey! Who you guys gonna kill?" says Atreides.

"We're undecided so far...but a few people are thinking of getting Soccer. Who know's what evil things he's doing holed up inside that room of his.." says some random guy in the crowd.

"That's no reason to think he's evil...maybe he's just shy...............or evil...wtvr. I'm not sure if I feel like killing anyone today. It sort of goes against my principles of pacifism. But, if you guys really want, I'll join in later."


00:16:37 Oct 9th 07 - Duke Tiber Septim IV:

[[OOC: CRAP! What about me staying in my room with a shotgun rigged on the door?! Can't I have had a security station in my room or something...I'm starting to feel like Scientist! Dieing first every round...]]

*Septim suddenly stabs his way out of the werewolf with a lightsaber and runs away from the howling beast. Septim dives into the final escape pod and presses the launch button, flying away into the unknown...


01:20:49 Oct 9th 07 - Lord Mac:

{OOC} The polls will be closed in 100 minutes so vote soon :)


01:29:21 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Verll:

*Thinks about it for a while*

"No...I will not vote this turn."


02:31:52 Oct 9th 07 - Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin:

wow, this is really filling up fast. I remember just yesterday, when this thread had but thirty posts

*tear comes to eye*


03:06:47 Oct 9th 07 - Lord Mac:

3 votes soccer, 1 vote love.

*The day had gone by quite quickly. Everyone was waiting for the day to end. Then just after dinner they all gathered for the announcements.*

"Good evening. I regret your decision as to who you wish to kill, however it appears you want to have wished to kill him so he must die."

*Everyone was confused as several minutes passed. Nothing happened. Then once they were back in their rooms Soccer lay down to rest and ponder why he was not dead. Then he heard a beeping and was suddenly ejected from the station with no air supply.

The voice returned.*

"An innocent, Soccer, has died. He did nothing but try and survive but you wouldn't let him. Have a good sleep."

*A little uneasy everyone returns to their rooms*

It is now night. Roles send me your targets.


03:13:02 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Erunion Telcontar:

"Fools! You murdered Soccer when you should have killed Verll!"


03:19:01 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Sigheart:

"I hate you all so much right now!!!!"

"Soccer was a cool guy and now he's dead, we were best buds down on Earth!"

*sheds a tear*


04:32:14 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Atreides:

"Guys! You should have followed my preachings of pacifism. Now you've gone ahead and done some horrible murder crap. You know what that means....you're going to pacifist hell!"


07:57:43 Oct 9th 07 - Pirate Lewatha:

I told you love was the cause of all evil!


08:58:43 Oct 9th 07 - Ms. Natalia:

"just because he wasn't killed and socc was instead doesn't mean he is evil!"


09:20:21 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Brannigans Law:

"i beg to differ!!"

(Vote: Verll)


10:08:13 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Seloc:

Wait you didn't tell us Soccer's roll.


11:45:59 Oct 9th 07 - Sir Jonny Bacardi The Last Paladin:

An innocent, Soccer, has died

isn't that the role?

besides its night time, no voting


14:37:18 Oct 9th 07 - Sir Fizban:

*Fizban sends Terry Tate to tackle Erunion*

"Listen here", says Fizban, "I'm thinking you're trying way too hard to try and prove that Verll's evil. I say we let the young one be, hmm?" Fizban looks around and notices that it's evening, "Ah well, I guess I should find Natalia."


15:23:24 Oct 9th 07 - Sir Jack Frost:

night.


15:29:00 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Verll:

*Looks around at the mean faces around him....*

"Geez sorry if I hurt someones feelings"

*Looks at Fizban*

"Want an beer?,I'll buy it and thanks for standing up for me."


15:34:46 Oct 9th 07 - Duke Tiber Septim IV:

*A Septim clone appears behind Verll.

"SureyouwantabeerI'llgiveyouabeerwetwillietime!"

*The Septim clone gives Verll a wet willie before handing him a beer.


15:45:51 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Xiax:

"Is Atreides suggesting that we all just don't vote? Because that makes even less sense and just sets us up for death."


15:47:55 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Verll:

*looks at the septim clone*
"Thank god that someones here for making us drinks."

*Takes an sip of the beer*


16:00:05 Oct 9th 07 - Lord Mac:

{I am going to wait for a little bit before I write everything up. I have only received targets from two of the roles. If you want your role to be used please post soon or it will be wasted for that night}


17:00:50 Oct 9th 07 - Sir Scientist:

*Slowly a head rises from the floor and from under a heap of clothes Scientist appears*

"Woah, now that was a heavy couple of days, don't know what it is that they're stocking in this bar but it doesn't mix with the chemical solution that is used in these here spacesuits. Soccer was killed, you animals."

*Walks off slowly and slightly off balance towards his room*


17:07:30 Oct 9th 07 - Duke Tiber Septim IV:

*A Septim clone appears

"OF COURSE!!!! Nobody cares about Septim! NoOoOoO! Nobody cares about ME!"

*An automatic turret activates and shoots Septim in the chest, leaving a gigantic hole and one dead Septim clone.


17:09:31 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Brannigans Law:

"So the evil scientists are making ugly clones of their victims..."


17:12:29 Oct 9th 07 - Duke Tiber Septim IV:

[[OOC: But...I was killed by werewolves!]]


17:14:00 Oct 9th 07 - Demonic Shezmu:

*looks through his eerie thin looking piece of glass between him and the voids of space*

"this is the last time I'm gonna drink this home made brew...I'm totally hungover and been passed out for most of the day...Carrothian Absynthe...phah! I knew it would feck me up too much...ah well...it's a good thing I also brought a load of instant food with me...if only I had some water to pour on it...

*searches his cabin and shower for some water...unfortunately...his shower is one of the only ultrasonic ones available on the Space Station...*

"this is juuuuuuuust great!!! sure...go on this mighty interesting trip they said...it's going to be luxurious...they said...damn them!!! now I'm gonna starve to death...and I'm sure as hell aint going outside my room to get some real food with all them nasties lurking in the hallways..."

*wonders if he can filter his own pee into drinkable water with a few blankets*


17:19:00 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Brannigans Law:

*Buys a  large baguette from the Cafe, full of everything. He strolls back up to his room and notices shezmus room. Bran lets himself in and sits down next to him on the sofa, nibbling away at the filling around the edges*

"Sup dude, you should try these baguettes, gorgeous!"

*Eats half of t but gets full and throws the rest in the bin*


17:34:14 Oct 9th 07 - Lord Mac:

*As Fizban wandered up and down the corridors, something smelt odd. He would have normally just headed to his room but the smell was irresistible. It came from the direction of the cafeteria and he assumed that Terry Tate was making him a late night snack. As he walked over there, he suddenly stopped. He had heard something behind him and turned to see what it was. Then he felt a sudden pain in his neck and did not wake up until the next morning. When he did wake up he noticed that their were injection marks on his arm, and his leg had been stitched up. It became apparent to him, that he had been experimented upon by the evil Scientist.


Late that night Verll was wandering around anxiously waiting for the rest of the security guards to meet back up with him to conclude that the hallways were secure. Then he heard a noise down the corridor. He thought for a moment to investigate it, but he remembered what had happened to Septim and cautiously stood his ground. Then a hooded figure appeared. Verll quickly reached for his whistle and combat knife but before he could reach it he saw a knife come at his face, sighed, then fell down dead.


At almost the same time Lewatha was just finishing her evening prayers. She was just about to head back into her bathroom to change when she noticed a security camera. This did not disturb her at first, but then she realized it was following her around. Everywhere she went it turned. Angered by this she moved to her radio to contact the staff. But then heard a knock on the door. Knowing that this would probably not be anyone making a social visit she was terrified and rushed to the radio. The first code she entered however was for the radio which Verll was carrying. As the assistants closed in for the kill, Lewatha's screams and cursing only echoed down the empty corridor where Verll lay dead.

That morning the remaining members gathered for breakfast. The loudspeaker that they had become accustomed to sounded off again then was followed by the familiar voice.*

"Good morning those of you who have survived. I am deeply saddened that none of the evil that has invested my base has yet been killed. They still crowd in the shadows and control the corridors every night. I have two more casualties to inform you of. Lewatha the priest from the passengers was slain last night. The assistants killed her. Also Verll, one of my security guards lost his life to the assassin. Fizban was experimented upon last night, and as he is still recovering, no one may vote upon him today.

I hope you enjoy your meal."

It is now day. Start your votes up. At the end of today I am going to do an inactive sweep. For this first sweep, everyone who has not yet posted or hasn't posted in 48 hours will be killed.

Good

Station Staff x4
Security Guards x3 DEAD Verll
Special Role Chef, DEAD Benltf
Special Role Assassin Abilities: Execute x1 every night. Vengeance shot x1
Security Monitor DEAD Septim
Doctor Ability: Save x1 every night

Ship Passengers x6
Civilian’s x3 DEAD Soccer
Special Role Government Leader Ability: Attempt to discover role x1 every night
Special Role Bodyguard Ability: Vengeance kill x1 every day following the death of the Government Leader.
Special Role Priest DEAD Lewatha
Special Role Guardian Ability: Defend x1 every night

EVIL

Werewolf side x5
Werewolves x4 Ability: Feast x1 every night
Hacker Ability: Spy x1 every day.

Evil Scientist Side x5
Special Role
Evil Scientist Abilities: Experiment x1 every night. Overdose x1 kills your patient.
Special Role Assistants x3 Ability: Kill x1 every night.
Special Role Loyal Servant Ability: Protect x1 every night. Vengeance shot x1 following the death of the Evil Scientist.

17:49:51 Oct 9th 07 - Ms. Natalia:

*Hugs fizban and massages the back of his neck while sitting of his lap. She then kisses him gently and whispers "are you ok hun?"*


19:04:13 Oct 9th 07 - Demonic Shezmu:

*has a mouthfull of leftover bagguettes*
"heck...this at least beats eating instant food made with yer own filtered urine..."

*walks out of his room and continues to the room in which breakfast was supposed to be served*
"greetings Fizban, Natalia...Scientist...and others...Fizban...you should have that leg looked at you know...it looks ehm...icky...or just get Natalia to rub some massage oil and such on it...Scientist...do you know a better method of creating drinkable water from urine?! cuz I got this instant food in my cabin and it needs water...lucky for me...I'm the one person on this damned station that had an ultrasonic shower!"

*looks at the bar and notices there's nothing but alcoholic drinks to be found in there*
"great...so I really need to use my own wee in order to get my midnight snacks saturated with water"


19:12:27 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Seloc:

*Seloc falls to his knees and screams.*

"NOOOOOOO Verll and Lew! NOOOOO"


19:16:08 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Erunion Telcontar:

"Seloc, aren't you a little over dramatizing??? They are dead, and we are saddened, yet you are giving me a headache instead of coming to a viable solution to the problem! Now, Atreides pacifist ideas can only mean one thing. That he wants to protect evil, and therefore, must himself be evil! Considering this, I vote to slay him!"

Vote: Atreides


19:17:18 Oct 9th 07 - Mr. Brannigans Law:

*Bran is sitting on his sofa watching boring daytime TV when his leg twitches. He realises that he hasent had any exercise since he got here and hurried oer to his suitcase which had hardly been emptied. Bran starts rumaging through, throwing underwear over hs shoulder.*

"Ahah! there you are"

*Bran pulls out a deflated football and a ball pump. After several attempts to blow the ball up, and straining his wrist, Bran had a fully pump ball which he dropped on his foot and dribbled it out of his room, booting it long down the corridor and chasing after it*


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