Re: Revenge ofInishmore! Summary Thread
Winston Hughes was sitting all alone eating chicken soup, when he heard a knock on the door. "Well who could that be?" he wondered. When he opened the door, he saw two men holding a big package. "Sign here" said the gruff voice. The box suddenly opened up, and out popped a monkey. "I didn't order a monkey" said Winston, as the monkey hopped into his arms and began playing the cymbals. "That's not our problem" said one of the two men. The monkey screamed at Winston and slammed the cymbals against his head, and everything went blank. When he woke up, Winston was tied to a chair in the middle of a dimly lit room. There was a table to his left, and just within reach was a gun, and a note that said "use me to escape". He was unsure what that meant, until the loudspeaker in the far corner of the room began to play a familiar melody.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G2WGfqfQ6HM
He gladly put the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger.
Myrddraal was enjoying a game of mafia on his computer, but he felt like someone was watching him. This was never a good sign. Sure enough, just outside his house, a pair of beekeepers slid a tube through the pet door. The tube led all the way to their truck, which had a big sign on it which read "killer bees". They then waited by the front door with guns drawn, and waited for the inevitable screams. Myrddraal heard the omnious sound of buzzing and ran for the back door instead, but was running too fast to see the nearly invisible piano wire, running across the back porch at neck level. His body ended up in the back lawn, 7 kilograms lighter.
Khazaar was walking along, enjoying the brief break between the rain showers. He thought most people would be home this time of night, but he saw two men walking along, obviously drunk. He paid them no notice, as he didn't know them by sight, but they stopped their laughter when he passed them. One turned around and said, "Hey mate, do you think this guy had a face full of pimples when he was younger?" Spying an article of their clothing and seeing the oppurtunity for a joke, Khazaar replied "Acne." The two men's faces drew solem, they dropped their bottles and brought out knives. When he was found in the morning, Khazaar had little cuts all over his face, but his death was from dual stab wounds in his buttocks.
Reenk Roink was in his bed having just finished reading an obscure book and was just happily dreaming of his one true love, pevergreen. Oh my, what a dream it was. But it was cut short by the door banging open. Reenk shot up and his hand went to his trusty sword. The intruder brashly entered the room and laughed when he saw Reenk in bed with a sword clutched in his hand.
"You silly english types, always with the swords and the tea and the floral bedsheets!"
"Silly English types? No Englishmen is that mean to his countrymen...if you arent English, what are you?"
"Can't you tell from my outrageous accent? I'm French!"
With that, the moustached intruder grabbed Reenk, threw him over his shoulder and ran away.
Two men stood at the edge of beach and road. Barefoot, sipping from their beer cans, wearing singlets and generally not looking too clean.
"Its nothing like home mate."
"That she aint. But bugger it, what are we gunna do about it?"
"Good point."
A man was walking past, and seeing the oppurtunity to make some new friends, went over and started up a conversation. By the time they had finished and parted their own ways, the man left with wonderous tales from two short spoken people and a new game to play.
As the man walked home, he replayed the scene.
He was fishing a knife out of his pocket to open one of the cans, and when he pulled it out, the other two men didn't seem surprised, but glanced at each other. One reached into his pocket and pulled an object out.
"That aint a knife. This is a knife."
"Thats a spoon..."
"Ah, I seen you've played Knifeyspoony before."
At that moment, nothing in his life had ever seemed so funny. He was sure there people were his new best friends. He'd follow them to the ends of the earth.
Alive: 34/39
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Lynched: 1/39
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Killed: 3/39
Winston Hughes
Myrddraal
Khazaar
Missing: 1/39
Reenk Roink
Note about the Missing group: Players listed under 'Missing' are effectively dead. They cannot vote, nor can they be voted and they cannot perform or be targeted by Night Actions. They may, at a later date, however, return.
It is now Day 2. Day will end in 24 hours, 25 minutes (Midnight Sunday GMT+10)
Originally Posted by TosaInu
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