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Post by cooltiger413 on Jun 2, 2010 14:57:41 GMT -5
I still think it might be IfEweWantBlood and/or Benyjamin. Benyjamin has already been explained. As for IfEweWantBlood, he host's werewolf 4, then disapears in werewolf 5? Not to mention when he dose appear, he seems to know whats going on, like he has been monitering but not posting to keep suspicion off him. Just like Ricky.
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Post by Matthew on Jun 2, 2010 15:04:31 GMT -5
Gesh+Monker. That's gotta be it.
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Engesa Green once more
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Post by Engesa Green once more on Jun 2, 2010 16:18:53 GMT -5
I just kinda think Gesh acted suspicious with not wanting to know how Nor figured stuff out. Also I hope Aker was Ricky's acomplice... is that spelled right?
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Post by Gesh on Jun 2, 2010 16:36:49 GMT -5
What do you mean not wanting to know how Nor figured stuff out? He's the detective, what more reason do we need to believe him? And Matthew, I don't know about Monker, but I can tell you right now that I am not a werewolf. And like I said earlier in the game, if you don't believe me, well there's not much I can do about that.
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Post by Gesh on Jun 2, 2010 16:38:35 GMT -5
Guys, did my last post go through? The forum's acting weird right now, and I'm not sure if it did or not. (should be immediately above this post)
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Engesa Green once more
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Post by Engesa Green once more on Jun 2, 2010 17:12:30 GMT -5
it did indead go through.
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Post by Gesh on Jun 3, 2010 16:45:27 GMT -5
Have the werewolves sent in their kills yet?
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Post by cooltiger413 on Jun 3, 2010 19:52:40 GMT -5
Have the werewolves sent in their kills yet?
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Post by UnfairBear on Jun 3, 2010 19:54:57 GMT -5
waiting
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Post by Benyamin on Jun 3, 2010 21:59:31 GMT -5
only 2 wolves left
we have a shot of winning now
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Post by Benyamin on Jun 4, 2010 0:33:28 GMT -5
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Post by Gesh on Jun 4, 2010 16:43:51 GMT -5
So we're still waiting on the wolves?
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Post by Matthew on Jun 5, 2010 3:31:27 GMT -5
So we're still waiting on the wolves? I second this.
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Mah name iz Tom and i liek to maek pikturez on wallz ^_^
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Post by AkeR on Jun 5, 2010 6:32:15 GMT -5
[boom]BAH HA HA! YOUR FRUSTRATION MAKES ME HAPPY INSIDE![/boom]
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Post by Gesh on Jun 5, 2010 8:21:57 GMT -5
I'm not frustrated, I was just asking a legitimate question.
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Post by Matthew on Jun 5, 2010 8:28:08 GMT -5
[boom]BAH HA HA! YOUR FRUSTRATION MAKES ME HAPPY INSIDE![/boom] By the way TWSS
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Engesa Green once more
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Post by Engesa Green once more on Jun 5, 2010 8:38:02 GMT -5
I have a feeling they are going to doublekill Nor...
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Post by Norwegian on Jun 5, 2010 9:33:18 GMT -5
Well, they can try! *Lays out landmines around the oak tree*
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Post by UnfairBear on Jun 5, 2010 10:18:56 GMT -5
It was with a heavy heart and a grim sense of defeat that Norwegian returned to his tent that night. With Tiffany dead there was nothing protecting him from the wolves' wrath. He was both a moving target and a sitting duck. However he'd resolved not to go down without a fight. Engesa's rifle was slung around his back, loaded and ready to cause as much damage as possible. He reached his camp just as the moon was appearing over the zig-zag horizon of trees. As he lowered himself to sit against his favourite tree, he knew this would be the last time he rested here. Again, he began to hear everything clearer like he had when he'd risen from the dead. The gentle whisper of pine needles, the tranquil hum of thousands of insects, the hushed garble of a distant stream; It was as if the forest itself was talking to him, saying goodbye. It was a pity, he thought as the woods muttered around him, that this peaceful moment had to be marred by the threat of bloodthirsty monsters that could be behind any tree trunk. And then there was a new noise. This was more purposeful, not one of the smooth, natural sounds of the forest, and it was above him. He tightened his grip on the rifle. Before he could look up, some object toppled down from the branches and came to a halt just beside him. He gulped as he realised what it was: a dismembered foot. Slowly, he tilted his head upward, not entirely sure whether he wanted to see what he was sitting beneath. He didn't, he conceded as his eyes fell on the bloodbath deep in the branches. There were arms and legs jammed between branches, hanging solmenly from the tree limbs. Intestines were strung up like garlands at some sort of greusome celebration. The head had been ripped off of the body and jammed onto the end of a broken branch, like a trophy. Norwegian stared in horror into the dead eyes of the victim. "Gesh," he whispered in disbelief. He averted his eyes and exhaled heavily, the sudden numbness of despair relaxing his grasp on the gun. He had expected to be the only one to die tonight. That had been the one thing that had kept him strong, the fact that someone else's life would be spared. But instead, they'd taken another victim, and to make matters worse it was as if they had done it FOR him, arranging all her body parts in his favourite tree, like they were mocking him. As he thought of this, his sorrow began to morph into rage, bubbling up inside him like hot lava. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and sprung to his feet, this newfound anger affording him one last burst of energy. He strode into the open and whipped his head around, looking into the trees for signs of movement. "Come on!" he bellowed into the night air, "Come and get me, you bastards!" As if on cue a bulky shadow appeared in the treeline. Before it could do anything Norwegian took aim and he shot and he missed and the wolf limped away. "Damnit," he muttered angrily, watching the figure lope back into the darkness. Suddenly a defeaning roar sounded right behind him, he spun around, gun at the ready but it was batted away as if it was a plastic toy by an enormous claw. The hideous beast knocked Norwegian to the ground, making him see stars and landed on top of him, digging its razor sharp claws into his chest. He screamed in agony, wishing he was dead already. But with his last seconds of conciousness he managed to throw his head forward and planted a headbutt square on the wolf's snout. It paused for a second and shook its head in shock, then with a roar of anger, the last sound Norwegian would ever hear, it tore oen of its claws from his chest and smashed him across the face, snapping his neck and killing him instantly. It then proceeded to have its meal. The next day, the others went straight to Norwegian's tent. They weren't disalluded to the fact the he was going to be the wolves' next target but they held a little hope, just incase. What they found however was worse than they could have imagined: Norwegian's body half eaten and Gesh's in pieces in a tree. Two more of their friends gone forever. *-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------* Norwegian and Gesh were killed by werewolves. Neither of them were wolves. Norwegian was the detective. Nor, Gesh, if you wanna go to werewolf heaven lemme know your skype names! Vote away, and good luck! [0] foorganders [0] IfEweWantBlood [0] speedyreedy [0] cooltiger413 [0] amethyst11ln [0] Benyamin [0] monker59 [0] Engesa Green [0] mrmrmr8
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Post by Gesh on Jun 5, 2010 10:47:27 GMT -5
lol I saw this coming... well, not the limbs in the tree thing, but the me getting killed thing. That sucks; we weren't able to kill off Ricky's partner. Now there will still be two deaths every night. x| Well, my Skype name is GeshTiger. *floats away to werewolf heaven* Good luck guys!! You can do it.
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