Whitey is red in the face from yelling. He does not resist the escort, but is not reacting well to the situation.
"What is the meaning of this? Unhand me! Will somebody tell me whats going on here? Von Ryuko is going to hear about this!"
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"A Light!" Whitey ran up to the door and peered through the small window. His eyes hurt. They still needed time to adjust to the light. Being trapped in the dark for hours had widened his pupils as big as they could get. He paused for a few minutes to let the change take place. Whitey was overcome with relief. Somehow the lower Aircraft wing had not lost power. "Curious" Whitey opened the door and made his way directly to the freight elevator. Once inside he pressed the button to lift him to ground level. When the elevator doors opened Whitey's eyes widened at sight of the airfield. Shock knocked him against the back wall of the elevator. The Airfield had been destroyed by cannon fire. Whitey could clearly see that the power line and backup generator to the R&D lab and been taken out in the blast. "Well that would explain the lack of power down below!" He peeked out around the corner of the elevator door. "Its safe! Go man GO!" Whitey moved out onto the airstrip, clumsily taking cover where he could amongst the debris. "I have to find Von Ryuko!" His eyes suddenly catch a tiny robot at his ankles *looking* up at him. He crouches to get a better look. "What is this? I never built this?" And then whitey sees the source of this magnificent creation in the form of a hooded nobleman surrounded by dozens of similar bots.
"What are those sounds?" As Whitey moves on forward through the black hallway he listens carefully at very feint sounds muffled by the walls above. "It almost sounds like gunfire? Why would there be gunfire on the island?" Whitey continues to ponder on the subject as he moves on. His fingertips start to feel raw from dragging them along the brick walls of the lower compound. It was the only way he could think of to navigate without getting lost. One wrong turn and he might loose his way. and then what would happen? The backup power had still not kicked in yet leaving the entire lower compound in complete darkness. "No, thats impossible. It has to be something else."
Wandering through the dark Whitey steps carefully keeping one hand on the wall to guide him in a straight line. "I have gotten myself into this mess, I can get my way out of it. If only I didn't loose my flashlight! I'd be able to find my way out of here and back to the ship. Don't be afraid Whitey! You can do this. Don't panic, Don't panic, Don't panic. You're panicking Whitey!"
"Help! Is somebody there? I'm lost and don't know where I am!"
What about a werewolf based game like that episode of Lost where the Others infiltrate the crash survivors and start taking them away. I think that happened right at the beginning of Season 3.
Whitey looks shocked. That Bastard really was a wolf?!? Now wish I had voted for him.
That reminds me. Ryuko, what is your method for determining the % accuracy for a scrye attempt? Those 2 false visions in a row really threw a wrench into the machinery.
Yeah a good close game for sure. I'm already looking forward to and hoping that Ryuko will be running another similar game very soon. +1 You never hinted at another game after this one Ryuko. Can we look forward to another?
I agree completely. I'm surprised to have actually seen the end of the game. I thought I'd be eaten by wolves for sure (or lynched) with some of the dialog I was getting away with.
I have to say that the behind the scenes game was considerably more fun than the actual game. I sent over 150 PM's since round 2 when things really started picking up. Many of which were apology messages for those I had lynched by accident. I was the last Scrye BTW, not Simon.
F$&& YEAH!! VILLAGERS FTW!
I suppose it is that time and yet I cannot decide. I'm sorry Bruce but one of us has to go. I am not voting for you but I cannot save you. If nobody goes than we will be no closer to solving this problem and will only give the Wolf a better chance of being the victor. Have a glass of whatever you want on me. I'm sure it will not bring you solace but its the least I could do."
Don't forget about yourselves. The town will need all of to assume roles in order to rebuild.
Whitey sips casually on his Beer. You know gentlemen, a thought came over me. What will happen to our village once we rid it of the Werewolf threat? Even if we find the Wolf tonight and kill it there will only be 4 of us to carry on. Everyone else has left. Do you think they'd come back? I don't even know where most of them are. I wouldn't know where to begin to send them word. My business couldn't continue with just us. This will be a ghost town filled with bad memories and yet its my home. Maybe its time we all think about what's to happen once this is all over. I have enough alcohol reserves stored away. Maybe I could give up the pub and take up a higher post. Maybe Mayor?
"I believe another drink is in order first. This is not a decision I want to rush. My previous votes had a bit more certainty backing them and many took innocent lives. No, this time I want to be sure. What will you all be having?"
Whitey looks at Thoen with one eyebrow raised. "Thoen, will you be joining us?"
Whitey raises his stein to Simon's glass. "The fact that I'm toasting with a Werewolf is a bit unsettling."
For once these past couple days I am in a position to vote freely. I will need more time to weigh my options. Until then, I encourage each one of you to make their case and I will use that to decide who I think is the wolf."
"No it wouldn't Boy. It would only be the beginning of fear. Had you taken her offer it would be the entire Village against you, not just one pesky Wolf. That and you'd have to deal with me hunting you."
Doctor, The Banner would have been a valuable asset to the remaining villagers. Your death hurts the most among those with special roles.Worst part about it? Up until 5 minutes before voting closed he was protecting himself and would have survived the night. I almost yelled when I got his message. Yeah, sorry about that....
Whitey pours Tristen a Whiskey while watching the barrel of the gun spin under his fingers. I hope the boy has the safety on. I don't even know if that thing is loaded? "Bruce, all I hope at this point is that I have proved my innocence. I accept your apology regardless of weather or not we survive. There is still 1 remaining wolf among us. For all we know they could be in this very room."
"I know.... All this trouble and its only half over" "What can I get you?"
Finally, after such a long string of bad decisions something I do is finally right. Professor, I loved your character this game. You win both the creative and interesting awards this game. Doctor, The Banner would have been a valuable asset to the remaining villagers. Your death hurts the most among those with special roles.
Whitey shouts with joy and excitement through the streets. "A WOLF IS DEAD! TONIGHT WE CELEBRATE! EVERYBODY TO THE PUB FOR FREE DRINKS!" With that he charges right on over to the Pub and unlocks the door to get ready for the victory party.
Wow Alessandra. That's exactally what I wanted to hear, I just never expected to hear it....
"You know Professor, there is just one thing Im curious about. From what I understand about Werewolves is that the transformation is quite painful. How does it feel to know that you will not ever need to deal with this burden again. That lives will be saved with you gone. How do you deal with the guilt for the sins you've committed. Please tell me so that once this ordeal is over I will be able to deal with my own guilt for the sins I've committed trying to rid this village of your kind."
"I don't blame you for feeling this way Bruce. I know how things look and I would feel the same way in your shoes. If and when I am lynched this night, I will not hold this against you. It seems that only my death can prove my innocence at this point". In order to defend myself, which I will still try. I will say that were I not given permission to make these notes public I would probably be ratted out by the person who made them. You are a good friend Bruce, Please change you're vote. If not to the professor than concentrate your efforts on finding the other wolf."
Finally, I'm not the only one...
"Alessandra, everything you say here is true. Frankly, I'd be surprised to see anyone else listen to me at this point. I have directly caused the death of Vorian over a false vision and take full responsibility for that. I have also contributed greatly to the lynching of Taraz. Both of their deaths have shamed me greatly. I'm surprised that I survived last night. You murdered Dan thinking he was the Scrye. You knew we were working together in secret. I will also tell you there are others. Those who have been proven innocent have banded together and we are stronger as a result." "Further precautions have been taken to ensure this doesn't happen again. You have been Scryed twice Alessandra to prevent further mistakes. Both times you have been seen as a Wolf. The odds are stacked against you." "Whitey, please help us to understand this situation, we've lynched Vorian on account of your claims. If the scryer is speaking through you then reveal to us all the scryer's visions and let us decide as a group what may have been accurate or false. Do we understand it that on the first cycle he saw that you were a villager, on the second cycle saw that Vorian was a wolf, then on the third cycle saw the Professor was a wolf as well?" "This is a request I can meet."
"Madam Devries, I have been asked to relay a message." Dear, Professor Devries I know you are responsible for the death of Dan Haworth and many others. The accusations made against Vorian were a mistake. One that cannot be undone with a simple apology. To the towns people I can only hope that we overlook this blunder and continue moving forward in our mission to reveal the identities of the Werewolves that plague this town. The evidence is stacked against you this time. You are a Werewolf and we will not let you slip through our fingers again. Dan was a valuable ally to us and we will not let his death go un-noticed.
"Tell me what I would have to do to prove that I am not a Wolf and also not need to reveal the Scryer and still remain innocent. I know this looks bad. The Scryers visions are not always completely accurate. This was a huge mistake. At this desperate time the Scryer is more valuable than ever to us.
NOOOOOOO!!!! I almost wish I WAS lynched. The aftermath of this is not going to look good for Whitey. *Trembles
Weather you find it or not it doesn't change the fact that I'm on the villagers side. I am not a Werewolf.
Feeling incredibly exposed over publicly admitting what he knows, Whitey retreats to his Brewery and bars all the doors and windows. Though he knows his own innocence he feels targeted. "I can only hope the rest of the villagers will see to reason."
Vorian and Taraz, I see where you're both coming from. I was basing the game off the original 16 applicants and the thought never even occurred to me that there might only be 1 Wolf in the game. This opens up a whole new list of possibilities.
Since my above post wasn't clear enough I will reiterate. Roles were handed out before first cycle began. There would have to be three Masons because there were three werewolf roles (1/5 players). therefore 3 Wolves = 3 Masons. You're digging yourself a deep trench of lies and filling that trench with other lies. I do t want to vote for you if you are innocent but as far as I am concerned the proof is just not there...
Roles were given out well before that happened. There would still be three Masons in that case.
You're breaking my balls here Vorian. Reveal the last Mason and I will change my vote. If you won't reveal them publically than send me a PM. Same goes to the last Mason. Tell me who you are and I'll spare Vorian. I want the villagers to win this. Please believe me in saying you can trust me.
"This is your proof?! How do I know you didn't just steal this from Wowbaggers corpse? A Wolf disguising himself as a Mason. I expected better." I regret that I will not be revealing the name of the scryer just yet. Until the Wolves identities are confirmed its too big a risk to leave it in the open. I know it's a leap of faith for all of you but you need to trust me. My source is positivly trustworthy."
Quizzically Dan asks; "So Whitey how is the Baner to know who to protect, if you won't reveal your sources?" I suppose that is for the banner to decide. I would encourage them to contact me in secret though. I have much information that would be useful to them. Not only to beg protection for myself, but pass along valuable information of who is innocent and who is guilty. If you have such proof Vorian reveal it now. As we all know the ways of the scryer are not completely accurate. Prove yourself innocent right now and I will change my vote. Putting another innocent man to death will weigh too heavy on my conscience. I want to be certain I am not being manipulated myself into killing you. I only wish I could reveal the Scry to everybody. That would certainly spell the same outcome as poor Edlon met. I know you all will understand my reasoning.
"Let it be known that I am the puppet and not the one pulling the strings. I do what I must to protect them because they are more valuable than myself."
Precisely! No matter of Human would look down upon his fellow MAN so easily. When staring a Werewolf in the face though it is a completely different story!
Whitey is relentless in instilling the fact that he has played Vorian like a cheap harpsichord. Oh, we're both dead men. I never expected you to come clean about what you are. That would only solidify your demise. No, your partner will have me as a late supper right after you're lynched. The town will be one step closer to ridding the infection you've brought upon us though. Soon things will return to normal and I will forever be the hero who sacrificed himself to save the village. You however, will be immortalized as the demon spawn who almost brought this town to an untimely end."
I think you've misquoted there Professor. Dan said that, not me... I've never had that dish. The strangest thing I've ever eaten though was BBQ'd Crickets. They were delicious.
"I know who the last Scryer is and I'm relaying a message for them. When they looked deep into my soul the first night and saw I was just a plain old villager we made an agreement. I love this village more than anything and am repaired to lay my life on the line. I'm working as a front-man in order to keep our odds higher. As long as the Scryer is safe the villagers will eventually find the remaining Wolf." "Last night though, while they gazed upon your reflection it became apparent you have something you're hiding. You are a Werewolf Vorian. I manipulated you into changing your vote last night to protect the innocent. Now its time you pay for your sins."
"The only thing thats blistering here are your lies Vorian. You are now exposed for what you are and by my word I swear I'm going to hang you myself. You have until sundown to get your affairs in order. After that, I'm coming for you."
Whitey draws a decorated silver flask from his breast pocket. "I'm parched" he notes right before taking a big sip from the flask. "Have a sip Virian" Whitey holds out the flask to him. "or do Werewolves have a hard time drinking from silver flasks?"
I don't know if Edlon is allowed to share his information with us Duke. We tried that last game and Ryuko put a stop to it pretty quick. Has anything changed this game?
Delicious pies Dan. I finally feel as though I'm starting to regain my appetite.
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