Lolwut so someone wants me to stay dead, then?
I guess I can't refuse...
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Lolwut so someone wants me to stay dead, then?
I guess I can't refuse...
Hey, I'm feeling a little deja vu myself.Quote:
Originally Posted by Diamondeye
Wha..? Wasnt this supposed to be about anglo-irish terrorism in a small british town? When did this start being about a crazy woman with supernatural powers?
With every post you make, I become more and more convinced this is all a badly performed act. I can't wait to find out what your role was.Quote:
Originally Posted by Greyblades
Prepare to be severely dissapointed.
Vote:Greyblades
I'm prepared for that possibility.
Here we go again... Psychonaut you want to make a great big list of all my previous activities that people can use to bandwagon me?
:grin:Quote:
Originally Posted by Greyblades
I don't feel the Niklas lynch, but I do feel weird about Greyblades. So, Vote: Greyblades.
If you are indeed innocent, you are not making a good case for yourself.
Vote: White_eyes
What case can I make? Yeah I'd been lurking and yeah I'm barely escaping a wog. I cant even reveal because I dont have a role.
Can't you at least say your "avoiding the WOG"?:inquisitive:Quote:
Originally Posted by Beefy187
You owe me that much Beefy....~:mecry:
Niklas had been chosen as the next person to be sent to prison. He had no real problem with that, as long as someone made sure to feed his beagles. He cheerfully was escorted to prison, while Secura had decided that she had to leave town forever.
Alive: 15/39
A Very Super Market
atheotes
Beefy187
Captain Blackadder
Crazed Rabbit
Csargo
GeneralHankercheif
Greyblades
Joooray
Psychonaut
spL1tp3r50naL1ty
Subotan
White_eyes:D
Winston Hughes
Reenk Roink
Lynched: 6/39
autolycus
Thermal Mercury
Zack
Warman
Yaropolk
Niklas
Killed: 14/39
Myrddraal
Khazaar
Chaotix (lynched)
Sasaki Kojiro
Scienter
Sigurd
Methos
Renata
TinCow
YLC
Yaseikhaan
Askthepizzaguy
Seamus
Diamondeye
Wrath of God: 4/39
Lord Winter
slashandburn
Centurion1
Secura
Keeping in line with the first Inishmore, here is a handy hint to all playing.
Out of the original 23 role PM's sent out, 7 remain. If I remember, another helpful hint like that at the end of the next day phase. :beam:
It is now Night 8. Night will end in 23 hours, 50 minutes. (Midnight Saturday 30th April 2010 GMT +10)
*slams glass down on the counter*
Ruckus! Commotion! PANDEMONIUM! I walk out to get some air for five stinkin' minutes an' I come back to find my sister - MY SISTER - on top of a table, yellin' at the top of her lungs an' beating three people senseless with a herring! A floppy, smelly herring! Never seen anything like it! An' then, once she was done, she calmly sits back down an' bites into the fish raw! "She musta gotten that side from her mum," my dad would say, but he isn't hearing about this little incident from me, and the rest of you all shoul' follow my lead on this one, trust me on this! Another drink now!
I am jealous of whatever role you have, and if you don't have one, I'm impressed by your creativity and amused by the performance. :applause:
Was it red?Quote:
Originally Posted by GeneralHankerchief
If it wasn't red before, it certainly was after she bit into it an' all the blood an' guts started pouring out, and isn't that the truth!Quote:
Originally Posted by TinCow
Did a moose once bite your sister?Quote:
Originally Posted by GeneralHankerchief
*takes a big swig, and then starts rambling*
As a matter of fact, yes! No realli! She was carving her initials on the moose with the sharpened end of an interspace toothbrush given her by Svenge - her brother-in-law - an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian movies: "The Høt Hands of an Oslo Dentist", "Fillings of Passion", "The Huge Molars of Horst Nordfink"...
*trails off into space*
I wonder if he was drunk enough he would come out on the other side...
This is pure awesome.Quote:
Originally Posted by GeneralHankerchief
I was testing the response of the townies.Quote:
Originally Posted by White_eyes:D
Result was very interesting
White Eyes sat on the beach, all alone. There was no one around to juggle knives with... and no more monkey. Who killed his monkey? His precious, precious monkey? He swore he would get revenge on whoever killed his monkey. But before he could hatch a plan to get revenge, a car crashed through the wooden fence seperating the beach from the shore, and drove down onto the sand, nearly running down poor White Eyes. He jumped out of the way just in time. The doors opened, and two men in dark suits and fedoras stepped out of the vehicle. They opened fire on White Eyes. But White Eyes was secretly a ninja, and he leaped through the air and did many flips, and landed between the two men in dark suits, and kicked their guns away. "Now is the time for your cruel undoing! I will desecrate your face with the heel of my foot!" shouted White Eyes.
However, the two men in dark suits and fedoras were no ordinary criminals. They were trained in the deadly arts, and were able to dodge the blows of White Eyes and deliver swift retaliation. Although White Eyes was a master ninja, he was soon overwhelmed by their fists of doom. One of the two men dropped to the ground and delivered a kick to the ankle of White Eyes, which stung really badly. The other one jumped vertical into the air and flipped several times before landing right in front of White Eyes and poked him in both eyes with his fingers.
"Ow, that hurts my body! But you are not only fighting my body, you are fighting my mind!" said White Eyes, who made a feint to the left, and then stopped, spun around like a ballerina, and then went left anyway. These tactics dazzled the eyeballs of his opponents, who were stunned and afraid because of his mastery of mental manipulations.
White Eyes took advantage of their momentary lapse in concentration and ran in a semicircle around the men, to the back. But the fedora men were smarter than that, and turned around. Aha but this was all part of White Eyes magnificent plan, so he kept running all the way around to the front, just in time to not be seen. So the fedora men kept turning, looking for him, and White Eyes continued running in a circle around them, faster and faster, until his legs began to blur and kick up sand and dust. Now the fedora men were dizzy and choking on sand, and they were unprepared for White Eyes most devastating attack: the cold stare of death. So he stopped and waited for the dust to settle, and the two men staggered and stumbled toward White Eyes.
But then he just looked at them like this: :stare:
It was overpowering! The two men fell to their knees and begged for forgiveness, they couldn't take it anymore. But White Eyes would not relent, he just stared at them some more... his eyes widening to an unimaginable, almost cartoonish size. The sight of this made one of the men declare that there was no God, and made the other one cry for his momma. White Eyes grinned :beam: and laughed at this, like so: :laugh4: But then, some of the dust blew into his nose and made him sneeze, and try as he might, he could not resist the urge to close his eyes... breaking the powerful hold. In that brief instant, his advantage disappeared. The two men grabbed him and turned him upside down, and stuffed him headfirst into a bucket filled with discarded cigarettes, which was too small and got stuck halfway, covering his eyes. White Eyes did a backflip and tried to fight on, but he couldn't see or deliver the mighty stare. So the two men ran and grabbed their guns, and returned. White Eyes was swinging wildly, and hitting nothing but air. He heard the sound of pistols clicking and once again used his powerful mind to escape.
"I should warn you, I have a tiny bulletproof shield the exact size of a bullet somewhere on my body, and if you hit it, I'll be unharmed, and your plan will be foiled. You'll be the laughing stock of me!"
The logic of this confounded the two men, who realized the error of their ways and put the obviously worthless guns down on the ground and surrendered. White Eyes was far too clever for that, and jumped 15 feet into the air and stomped on their heads like Super Mario, crushing their skulls instantly. All of a sudden, tons of hot supermodels came out from behind the fence with champagne and caviar and the entire Ugly Betty Season 2 DVD collection. They also had those flowers on a string that makes a necklace, and put that on White Eyes, who was like "yay". The very next year he was elected Prime Minister, and he governed for at least 100 years, until he built a rocketship and explored the galaxy. That's when White Eyes woke up, and saw two men in dark suits and fedoras standing next to his bed.
"Oh :daisy:" said White Eyes, just before they smashed his skull in like a pumpkin.
Alive: 14/39
A Very Super Market
atheotes
Beefy187
Captain Blackadder
Crazed Rabbit
Csargo
GeneralHankercheif
Greyblades
Joooray
Psychonaut
spL1tp3r50naL1ty
Subotan
Winston Hughes
Reenk Roink
Lynched: 6/39
autolycus
Thermal Mercury
Zack
Warman
Yaropolk
Niklas
Killed: 15/39
Myrddraal
Khazaar
Chaotix (lynched)
Sasaki Kojiro
Scienter
Sigurd
Methos
Renata
TinCow
YLC
Yaseikhaan
Askthepizzaguy
Seamus
Diamondeye
White_eyes:D
Wrath of God: 4/39
Lord Winter
slashandburn
Centurion1
Secura
Keeping in line with the first Inishmore, here is a handy hint to all playing.
Out of the original 23 role PM's sent out, 7 remain. If I remember, another helpful hint like that at the end of the next day phase. :beam:
It is now Day 9. Day will end in 23 hours, 44 minutes. (Midnight Sunday 2 May 2010 GMT +10)
Best write-up ever.
Seconded
vote: Greyblades
My gut is suspicious of him.
CR
A quarter of your time has elapsed and only one person has voted?
If the town loses the game, this is the reason why.
I have no idea what is going on even now.....at least I am dead and don't need to deal with some weird :daisy:, like dreaming about killing two guys with fedoras....:bounce:
Well it is the weekend.Quote:
Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy
:shame:Quote:
Originally Posted by Crazed Rabbit
Why did you edit out your OMGUS vote for Crazed Rabbit?