Friday Night and the surviving members decided to have their own little party at Roxy's place. Despite the recent drama, spirits seemed to be high. Some were breaking out the board games, while others were settling down in front of the tv. The rest were enjoying the lovely snacks their hostesses prepared and chatting.
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In the living room boo 2, had convinced everyone to put on his favorite show. MacGyver. He just loved the episode that was on!
As boo 2 threw another piece of popcorn in his mouth he wondered if he could order and Awesome Auger online for a good price. Quickly, he lept from the recliner to retrieve his phone. He didn't notice that someone had moved a footstool into his path. boo 2 tripped and smashed face first into the glass table.
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Epignosis 2, Scotty 2, Ricochet 2, Turnips 2 and Metalmarsh 2 were all sitting at the kitchen. Everyone had been having a few beers and laughing over a game of Monopoly.
After an hour of playing and many drinks later, the game took a heated turn.
"You have been cheating." Epignosis 2 screamed. "Don't think I don't know why you wanted to be banker!"
"How would you know I have been cheating? Everyone has been ignoring me this ENTIRE GAME!!!" Metalmarsh 2 shouted back
"WHY CAN'T EVERYONE GET ALONG?!?!?" Roxy cried out.
Scotty 2 realized he had had a bit too much to drink, and excused himself.
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Scotty 2 was hunched over the sink with the cold tap water running. He splashed some on his face. Keep it together, Scotty 2. No one suspects a thing. You're in the clear. He turned off the tap and stood up. He was startled to see someone standing behind him covered head to toe in black. Before he could even make a sound a rope quickly tightened around his neck. He sank to his knees as he desperately clawed at anything and everything near by. But it was no use. His attacker was much too strong.
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Back at the table everyone was getting anxious to finish up the game, so fingersplints took Scotty 2's spot. Another hour later, the game was still going on and Turnips 2 was falling asleep at the table. Roxy smacked him on the back of the head and yelled at him to wake up. He quickly reached for the dog piece.
"You have been playing the game this long and you don't even know what fucking piece is yours!" fingersplints grabbed the board and bashed it down on Turnips 2 head.
here is the little stinky furball that has been driving me crazy this week.
I feel so bad for him. This is actually an old picture because he has to wear the cone again. He has some kinda sensitive skin issue and when it flares up he continuously licks his paws and makes it worse. He has also had the flu too this week, his arthritis is acting up, and he now has fleas.
I'm just going to throw this out there - We don't have any other replacements, so the options at this point are be lynched, be nightkilled, or be stuck with us.
Ricochet 2 wrote:Golden 2 is missing from the poll.
Gamer Guy 2 ran through the alley to escape 3 angry men clutching his aloe plant as he tripped over boxes and broken glass. He spotted a basement door, pried it open and ducked inside as quickly as he could. Fearing they were all behind him he held his breath, but to his surprise he kept hearing heavy breathing.
DISCLAIMER: names used in this post are for storytelling purposes only.
Synonym 2 felt a strong sense of Deja Vu. Despite playing a Flawless civvie game, they forced his hand and made him use his ability. And they still didn't believe him! Couldn't they see his Halo and know how innocent he was? Didn't they know he was Irreplaceable to the civvie cause? 'Whatever' he thought. 'i don't need them. It'll just be Me, Myself, and I from now on!'
And so, Synonym 2 decided to leave Chicago that night and follow his Sweet Dreams instead. He just needed to create a diversion… He looked around for inspiration. He scoffed as he noticed Turnip Head 2 Drunk in Love and flirting with Cookie 2. If I Were a Boy girl I wouldn't be treated like this!" He was right though. No Single Ladies had been lynched… only married woman and men..
He continued to search around the room for a diversion. He spotted lipsticklacey 2 across the room. She was a Naughty Girl. He just knew it. Too bad no one believed him. Perhaps when he was gone they would Check on it and lynch her next!" Behind her he spied the solution to his problem. His diversion. He would Ring the Alarm and then while everyone was evacuating the building he would escape.
Synonym 2 snuck up behind the Beautiful Liar lipsticklacey 2, and pulled the fire alarm. Chaos ensued as everyone fled the scene, but Baby Boy managed to successfully sneak out the back while no one was noticing.
Synonym 2's Ego was strong again now. He threw on his best Diva weave and never looked back as he left…. presumably to Run the World.
Synonym 2 has decided to put Love on Top and has been removed from the game.
fingersplints and Roxy were disappointed. They were no closer to finding the killer of SpaceDaisy and all their other friends, and now they didn't even Timmer 2 to entertain them with his trapeze artistry. How did a llama hold on to the trapeze? she pondered as she scrubbed blood from the circus floor. That was the real mystery.
"This is lame." Rox threw her brush into the pail or soapy water. "Let's get outta here. It's stuffy and smells like death."
Looking at the sunny skies, she knew today would be the perfect day to go to the beach. That would take everyone's mind off their problems.
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SVS 2 had decided to bring her dog, Sookie, with them and they were sitting on their beach towel enjoying watching others play in the waves. Suddenly Sookie started barking and growling. SVS 2 followed her line of sight and she was looking at Elohcin 2 splashing Epignosis 2.
She nudged Reywas 2 on the shoulder. "I think Elohcin 2 is bad news. Dogs have a sense about these things? Ya know?"
He stomped through the water and lunged for her. She managed to zig zag to the left and avoid his grasp. Luckily, he knew just what to do. Reywas 2 held up his hand and amazingly a fireball appeared. He lobbed it quickly at Elohcin 2 before she was able to slip away again.
All that was left of her after the blaze died down was one burnt little tentacle.
She touched the cold, blue doors of the abandoned police box and sighed. It'd been a long time since anyone entered this door. It was all so sad. She'd heard "I don't want to go." were the last words he ever spoke. A tear rolled down her cheek as she entered the Tardis.
Someone had laid his body out on the table. The Doctor was dressed in his favorite suit. She just couldn't believe his funeral was tomorrow. She reached into her purse for a tissue, the tears gently dropping on the doctor as she wept. Suddenly, fire and light erupted from his head, arms, and legs if energy was being poured out of him. She stumbled backwards terrified, knocking the sonic screwdriver to the floor in the process. She screamed and ran from the Tardis.
"It's ok! I'm…. fine." Everything died down as abruptly as it started. And in the place of a dead Doctor was a very much alive Gamer Guy 2.
fingersplints and Roxy were concerned with the deaths of their friends JJJ 2 and Wilgy 2, but they were more concerned with what was going on over at the mountain since Golden 2's return.
Cobalt 2 decided that him and all the others should go on an unexpected journey to the Lonely Mountain to check it out.
As they started to the mountain, lipsticklacey 2 began to be a little wary of Black Rock 2. He played with his precious on his finger. She was sounding too careful. A bit too nice.
When questioned, she felt backed into a corner, which caused the others to gather in on the chant.
"LYNCH SCUM ROCK! LYNCH SCUM ROCK!!"
Black Rock 2 roared fire and spread her wings. But as she tried to fly away, Cobalt 2 shot her down with a black arrow.
This night there was a great feast to remember their friends. There was loads of food and drink and everyone was feeling grateful to be alive. Especially Golden 2.
Synonym 2 was quite inebriated at this point. He had had enough of everyone else there. It was time to go home. Just as he almost reached the door a glass shattered about his head. "HEY!" He heard someone yelling behind him. "You and I have unfinished business."
"Yes we need to have an answer to this!" "This has gone on long enough." Between outcries Rox managed to reintroduce her idea of a duel. And it was decided. This ends now. Roxy started the countdown. 3… 2…. 1….
Synonym 2 reached his gun first, however when he pulled it out and pointed it at Long Con 2 he noticed something that made him hesitate. Long Con 2 wasn't holding a gun at all… but a… wand?
‘EXPELLIARMUS!’ Synonym 2 look stunned at his hand as the gun went flying out of it. "What the..." he yelled as he ran for cover. He looked over his shoulder just in time to see green sparks bursting from the end of Long Con 2's wand. How can he protect himself? he thought. He lunged for the table and grabbed the nearest serving platter.
‘AVADA KEDAVRA’roared Long Con 2. Synonym 2 covered his face with his arm and held the dish out in front of him. The curse rebounded off the reflective surface and hit Long Con 2 in the chest. "I saw *cough* with the devil" He sputtered as he crumpled to the ground.
Long Con 2 has been lynched.
With Long Con 2's death, the effects of the polyjuice potion wore off and revealed his true identity. Long Con 2 was
Elohcin 2 wrote:I intended a much more substantial and earlier post, and have intended to be more active in recent days, but real life (like, real real behind the sock life) has been kicking my ass in busyness and general stress lately, and it's starting to make me sick today. My apologies for not being around as much as I should, and for the pile of excuses.
This will be brief, because I feel like butt and need to lay back down. So, 10 votes for LC. I was a bit surprised to see that before catching up, but reading back, I can see why - comments on the lynch surviving power being more likely baddie than civ from other players, his evasion of questioning (barring info-dumping evasion), and his weird response to Cobalt's questioning of his bad vs. civ role: "it depends" etc. etc. I know I said before he wasn't on my list, but my mind has changed. I don't even know if any of that made sense, but I'm gonna vote LC.
Now gimme all the sleep and chicken soup.
I've been very sick too. It got so bad I thought I might have to go to the hospital. I'm starting to feel better, although I think my husband has it now. Hope you feel better soon too.
If anyone would like to know how many they guessed they can PM me. I won't be answering any questions if right/wrong about individuals.
And while the prizes are gone if anyone wants to ever make guesses for funsies I love hearing who you all think each other are!
At first all he could feel is darkness. Darkness and pain. What good is a triforce of courage in the face of lightening? he thought. All of a sudden, he felt a faint warmth start to grow around him. He heard something in the distance. Was that music someone was playing? The song grew louder in his ears until it seemed to transport him to another time altogether.
The Hero of time stood up. He picked up his Biggoron sword and walked out of the Temple of Time.
As everyone contemplated what to do with Long Con 2 through the night, Gamer Guy 2 was unable to sleep. He closed his eyes and sighed~ another day closer to the funeral of their Spacedaisy.
A while later, everyone met for breakfast.
Drinking his coffee at the counter with everyone, all of them scrupulously avoiding looking at each other as bus passengers do in America, Gamer Guy 2's attention was caught by a counter placard.
As he picked it up to read it, he realized he was no longer able to. His vision was going hazy. Breathing. short. Gamer Guy 2 collapsed, dead in his stool.
Gamer Guy 2 has been lynched.
After he died, he joined up with all the other American Gods and became their doctor.
We are looking for 1 replacement. If you are a non player reading this, and are interested in filling this spot or future replacement spots if needed please PM both me and Rox.
fingersplints wrote:Think you figured out the real identity behind some of the socks?
Submit your guess at who each sock is via PM to both of your hostesses if you would like your chance to win one of two amazing prizes. Guessing in the thread will result in disqualification from the contest.
Distraction from baddie-hunting.
Also, each and every sock?
Yup, every one! It'll be worth guessing even the ones you are less sure of, because the two with the most correct will be the winners.
Think you figured out the real identity behind some of the socks?
Submit your guess at who each sock is via PM to both of your hostesses if you would like your chance to win one of two amazing prizes. Guessing in the thread will result in disqualification from the contest.
Most everyone was still recovering from the shock of finding poor Spacedaisy squashed like that. No one could believe with all those people in the theatre no one even saw the killer! The Nervous Horse was reporting talk of a pink eyeball, but no one believed that story. They all decided to return to the scene of the crime to do some investigative work.
Everyone tore up Spacedaisy's dressing room looking for clues. In the end, there were only two possible leads.
"They should have a duel!" someone shouted.
Since no one had any better ideas and they were all tired seeing as how they were all 25 shoved in one dressing room, they all agreed that a duel was the only course of action. That would certainly determine who was bad!
Long Con 2 and Synonym 2 stood facing each other, both not wanting to show their emotions on their faces. Roxy started the countdown. 3… 2…. 1….
<<<CRASH>>>
Everyone went running to the stage, only to find a chandelier had crashed onto the stage. Rumors of the terrifying opera ghost had circulated for years, but no one had ever seen him. This recent development was enough to unnerve almost everyone and they all decided the duel was better saved for another day.
ENTER NORBERT LEO BUTZ and KATE BALDWIN
EXIT ALL THE PLAYERS SL
No one has been lynched.
EXIT ROXY and FINGERSPLINTS SR
Night 1 has begun.
You have 23 hours to get your PM's in.
Let's have some!
