(Btw, you just lost the game. >;D )
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1. CAPPS GOD AMONG MEN !!! - Death - Stalker Wolf - Seemed Heartless.
2. Paul Stintzi - Death - Mercenary - I ran out of puns. D: Where's a good head when you need it?
3. Hedgehogboy5 - Death - Sheriff - Was naturally selected to die.
4. Orangelink - Death - Villager - His night was turned inside out.
5. Muchacho NL - Death - Mimic - First lynch of the wolf hunt.
6. Spinnerlink - Death - Villager- An example of animal abuse gone horribly wrong.
7. Salsathegeek! - Death - Guardian - Blasted off for the last time.
8. FFAA - Death - Villager - Is taking up space.
9. geekgrrl - Death - Fraud Wolf - Were was this wolf doing voting?
10. DerrickMichael5
11. MattWL - Death - Corrupt Vigilante - A relatively mutual lynch.
12. Frosty - Death - Prodigy - Made a delicious kitty popsicle.
13. Skycrusher - Death - Villager - The victim of a horribly mis-used joke.
14. Lawelite - Death - Villager - Killed by a stressed bludgeon mob.
15. Aethix - Death - Ghost - Wasn't as dead as they thought...
16. thatguy1280
17. Onecanofsprite - Death - Villager - Death by a can of Sprite.
18. MatthewJA - Death - Convert/Seer - Didn't see that coming...
19. Cogs - Death - Villager- Cogs appeared a head of himself.
20. Sarge - Death - Medic - Will not be waking from that slumber.
21. Jrade - Death - Village Idiot - Successfully got his dying wish.
22. Loungegecko - Death - Villager - Just couldn't stop hitting himself.
23. Macey
24. Streak
25. Kimmy - Death - Alpha Wolf - Proof that there are no vacations in Werewolf.
26. Invader.Socks - Death - Villager - Invader.Socks, meat death.
27. BlackMageBrad - Death - Noble Vigilante - Should've axed him his role before they game him the ax.
28. Milanor the Silver Wolf
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It was relatively mid-week, and the curly haired girl was currently occupied doodling along the walls of her cosy home. Although, frankly, she could’ve sworn she was in mid-digestion only moments prior. While in the middle of finishing the papa of a family of fire-breathing werebunnies upon her now beautiful wall, a cloud of smoke engulfed her. After a hefty coughing fit, and her eyes deceased to water, she opened them to see she was no longer in her beloved home. Instead, it was a dark and musky room that probably hadn’t been refurbished in centuries. “Hello, Lala,” a voice greeted from behind her. Whisking around, she found a very old man in baggy purple clothing.
“You! I’ve heard of you! You’re a wizard! ....And a bad one too...right?”
“Ehh, ‘Bad’ is such a...nasty term. Let’s just say, I’m a man of...life-changing hobbies.”
Lala blinked, “...You made the werewolves?” “Well, more or less.” Lala frowned, “Then you’re a ba~d man.”
“...Let’s change the subject, shall we?” Grabbing the girl by her shoulders, he turned her around and began to direct her toward a table at the center of the room, “How about I show you something?”
“Is it a good something? Like a gift something?” They stopped in front of the table. Lala looked down and gasped. “Th-that...is that a replica of Comfurville!?”
“No. That IS Comfurville.”
And Lala gasped once more.
“Bu...but...It’s so tiny! Even my house is tiny! That can’t be my home!”
“Oh, but it is. You see, everyday, when me wife isn’t nagging me, I come downstairs, and visit your lovely town. Though, for me, your home is merely a game board manifested from my magic.”
“Oh...so...what does that make me?”
“Now wait just a second, we’re skipping ahead there. Now, take a gander over there.” Moving aside, the Wizard pointed to a nearby table, “You see those figurines there?”
Lala moved toward the table and was able to recognize a majority of the faces of the figurines.
-trophy list-
“Those...those are the other villagers...aren’t they? So, why am I not there?”
The wizard grinned and slapped Lala’s back, causing her to loose her footing, “Because you’re here with me, child. In the world outside your own. You, young lady, have been chosen to help run this little town of yours.”
Lala beamed, “Really!? Great! I’ve always felt the place needed a change anyway. Like, you know that name? Who names a place that? It should be “This is a happy place” because, when we’re not being eaten by wolves, it really is. And--.”
“Hold on a moment. I didn’t mean you’d be in charge of decision making. I just need someone to take care of the manual work. My wrist has been cramping up lately and I need someone else to do it for me.”
Lala frowned, “Then I don’t wanna do it. You’re not a nice player. Plus, my last ancestor was killed when she sided with you.”
The Wizard turned on her, “Your last ancestor chose her fate when she foolishly believed she could take me on her own. Her fate was just. You, on the other hand, have one final chance to redeem yourself. I can always return you to the rabbit soup your latest ancestor resulted as. It’s not like you’re the first to take the place of my writer, and believe me, you won’t be the last.”
Horrified, she took a step back and collided into the table of figurines. Turning around, she examined one of them that fell over. Slowly, Lala moved over toward her old beloved town with the figure in hand. Closing one eye, she placed the first of 27 figures in the town square.
“Let the game...begin.”
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The air was thin and gentle breezes filled the air. The sun was guarded off in proper proportion, allowing the inhabitants to enjoy the sun without feeling like sun food. With birds chirping, it seemed like today was any other normal peaceful day. Well, all except for the fact that every villager seemed to be in the town square where Ol’ Lynchee resides. To top it all off, merely seconds ago, they were all off partaking in their usual non-lynching activities. The villages glanced at one another and within a second, they all knew what this meant: they wouldn’t be finishing those prior activities for quite some time.
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1. CAPPS GOD AMONG MEN !!! - Death - Stalker Wolf - Seemed Heartless.
2. Paul Stintzi - Death - Mercenary - I ran out of puns. D: Where's a good head when you need it?
3. Hedgehogboy5 - Death - Sheriff - Was naturally selected to die.
4. Orangelink - Death - Villager - His night was turned inside out.
5. Muchacho NL - Death - Mimic - First lynch of the wolf hunt.
6. Spinnerlink - Death - Villager- An example of animal abuse gone horribly wrong.
7. Salsathegeek! - Death - Guardian - Blasted off for the last time.
8. FFAA - Death - Villager - Is taking up space.
9. geekgrrl - Death - Fraud Wolf - Were was this wolf doing voting?
10. DerrickMichael5
11. MattWL - Death - Corrupt Vigilante - A relatively mutual lynch.
12. Frosty - Death - Prodigy - Made a delicious kitty popsicle.
13. Skycrusher - Death - Villager - The victim of a horribly mis-used joke.
14. Lawelite - Death - Villager - Killed by a stressed bludgeon mob.
15. Aethix - Death - Ghost - Wasn't as dead as they thought...
16. thatguy1280
17. Onecanofsprite - Death - Villager - Death by a can of Sprite.
18. MatthewJA - Death - Convert/Seer - Didn't see that coming...
19. Cogs - Death - Villager- Cogs appeared a head of himself.
20. Sarge - Death - Medic - Will not be waking from that slumber.
21. Jrade - Death - Village Idiot - Successfully got his dying wish.
22. Loungegecko - Death - Villager - Just couldn't stop hitting himself.
23. Macey
24. Streak
25. Kimmy - Death - Alpha Wolf - Proof that there are no vacations in Werewolf.
26. Invader.Socks - Death - Villager - Invader.Socks, meat death.
27. BlackMageBrad - Death - Noble Vigilante - Should've axed him his role before they game him the ax.
28. Milanor the Silver Wolf
---
It was relatively mid-week, and the curly haired girl was currently occupied doodling along the walls of her cosy home. Although, frankly, she could’ve sworn she was in mid-digestion only moments prior. While in the middle of finishing the papa of a family of fire-breathing werebunnies upon her now beautiful wall, a cloud of smoke engulfed her. After a hefty coughing fit, and her eyes deceased to water, she opened them to see she was no longer in her beloved home. Instead, it was a dark and musky room that probably hadn’t been refurbished in centuries. “Hello, Lala,” a voice greeted from behind her. Whisking around, she found a very old man in baggy purple clothing.
“You! I’ve heard of you! You’re a wizard! ....And a bad one too...right?”
“Ehh, ‘Bad’ is such a...nasty term. Let’s just say, I’m a man of...life-changing hobbies.”
Lala blinked, “...You made the werewolves?” “Well, more or less.” Lala frowned, “Then you’re a ba~d man.”
“...Let’s change the subject, shall we?” Grabbing the girl by her shoulders, he turned her around and began to direct her toward a table at the center of the room, “How about I show you something?”
“Is it a good something? Like a gift something?” They stopped in front of the table. Lala looked down and gasped. “Th-that...is that a replica of Comfurville!?”
“No. That IS Comfurville.”
And Lala gasped once more.
“Bu...but...It’s so tiny! Even my house is tiny! That can’t be my home!”
“Oh, but it is. You see, everyday, when me wife isn’t nagging me, I come downstairs, and visit your lovely town. Though, for me, your home is merely a game board manifested from my magic.”
“Oh...so...what does that make me?”
“Now wait just a second, we’re skipping ahead there. Now, take a gander over there.” Moving aside, the Wizard pointed to a nearby table, “You see those figurines there?”
Lala moved toward the table and was able to recognize a majority of the faces of the figurines.
-trophy list-
“Those...those are the other villagers...aren’t they? So, why am I not there?”
The wizard grinned and slapped Lala’s back, causing her to loose her footing, “Because you’re here with me, child. In the world outside your own. You, young lady, have been chosen to help run this little town of yours.”
Lala beamed, “Really!? Great! I’ve always felt the place needed a change anyway. Like, you know that name? Who names a place that? It should be “This is a happy place” because, when we’re not being eaten by wolves, it really is. And--.”
“Hold on a moment. I didn’t mean you’d be in charge of decision making. I just need someone to take care of the manual work. My wrist has been cramping up lately and I need someone else to do it for me.”
Lala frowned, “Then I don’t wanna do it. You’re not a nice player. Plus, my last ancestor was killed when she sided with you.”
The Wizard turned on her, “Your last ancestor chose her fate when she foolishly believed she could take me on her own. Her fate was just. You, on the other hand, have one final chance to redeem yourself. I can always return you to the rabbit soup your latest ancestor resulted as. It’s not like you’re the first to take the place of my writer, and believe me, you won’t be the last.”
Horrified, she took a step back and collided into the table of figurines. Turning around, she examined one of them that fell over. Slowly, Lala moved over toward her old beloved town with the figure in hand. Closing one eye, she placed the first of 27 figures in the town square.
“Let the game...begin.”
---
The air was thin and gentle breezes filled the air. The sun was guarded off in proper proportion, allowing the inhabitants to enjoy the sun without feeling like sun food. With birds chirping, it seemed like today was any other normal peaceful day. Well, all except for the fact that every villager seemed to be in the town square where Ol’ Lynchee resides. To top it all off, merely seconds ago, they were all off partaking in their usual non-lynching activities. The villages glanced at one another and within a second, they all knew what this meant: they wouldn’t be finishing those prior activities for quite some time.
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