Jontom Xire
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Jontom Xire
Not me. I'd wait until mid-game when it's less obvious :smallbiggrin:
As you would know if you remembered any games when I was a bad guy, but apart from the ones where I got scried and outed night one or two, there haven't been any for AGES.
And yes, people still are scrying me early in a lot of games. They don't always get in touch though.
Im voting reinholdt
Sheelah nods again. Moja ruka je v poriadku. Ďakujeme vám.
Then she points in the opposite direction Robert seems to be going. Myslím, že predné dvere sú týmto spôsobom.
@Irbis. Unfortunately, I am using Google Translator. Which is fine for my purposes. But I am trusting a translator that isn't 100% perfect. Or so I'm told. :smallfrown:
Irbis for pointing out grammaratto Lexy! :smallsigh:
((Er… Lex-Kat to save my RP partner.))
Martin follows Brian out of the hidden room.
((Day's over, update pending.))
End of Day 3
((Guest narration by Happyturtle and Wolfbane - please note we are both still players in the game and were given no inside information other than what's about to be revealed.))
Jontom looked around carefully and, sure that no one was watching, crept into the hall closet and closed the door behind him. The musty stench was almost impossible to bear. Coats were dry-rotting on the hangers, and every movement stirred up dust. But if it was enough to keep people from snooping, then it was worth enduring. He reached through the dark into the far corner of the closet, and felt for the broken bit of panelling at the back wall. Behind the panelling, his stash of canned food, and most valuable of all, an antique- but still functional - tin opener.
He opened his can in the dark and began eating the contents, only discovering what it was when he tasted it. Green beans. His grandmother had grown green beans in her garden, and had cooked them for hours with a ham hock for flavour.
These had no flavour, of course. Not that it mattered. Grandmother had died years ago, back before the world had gone dark. He finished the beans, drank the mildly salty water they'd been canned with, and reached for one of the old boots to stuff the can into. It wouldn't do to let anyone else see him with an empty can. They might wonder where he'd found food.
He pushed the can down into the boot, and thought at first he'd cut his finger on the edge of the tin before he felt the crawling. Something had bitten him.
He jerked his hand back, but felt more crawling. Not just on his hand, but on his legs. His shoulders. In his hair. And then teeth. Sharp teeth leaving tiny wounds all over him.
He burst out of the closet, screaming, covered with mice. Mercifully one of them found his soft eye socket. He didn't scream long after that.
SpoilerJontom Xire was lynched. He was a victim.
Enny flips the towel over his shoulder and whistles as he makes his way to the shower. Locking the bathroom door, he turns on the shower and begins to sing after entering it.
I'm just an average man
With an average life
I work from nine to five...
Enny reaches for the high note... and succeeds! Elsewhere, the judges would have given him a 9.2, 9.5, and a 4 (pesky Russian judge :smalltongue:). This time, all he got was his voice opening a crack in the wall. Of course, he couldn't see it as he imagined himself in front of an audience. The crack moves up the wall, splitting it open. Now, if he could see, Enny would notice that the crack opened up into a little used part of the kitchen, in which a self leaned towards him. Upon that shelf was a toaster. Now, this wasn't your ordinary toaster, it was especially evil and malign. Not to mention plugged in.
Moments later, the lights across the house flickered, and the smell of burnt flesh and hair filled the air.
Elsewhere in the house, a certain pug decided someone was cooking some rather good food.
SpoilerEnrgeticPenguin was Autolynched. He was a Victim
Night Three begins now and ends in about 24 hours
Please send all night actions to Cristo and Shadowcaller, and don't forget to post any room changes in blue.
I'm..... still alive? :eek:
Getting the general idea of what he's saying, by how he's saying it, Sheelah frowns and nods her head yes. She then heads toward the front door and tries to open it.
Of course, it doesn't open. So she tries harder.
Thanks to Shadowcaller, Wolfbane, and happyturtle for keeping things running while I run down job leads.
The usual who's where list:
The Basement 5/6
Aemoh
Oddity
banjo1985
Fin
SweetLikeLemons
The Main Room 5/6
Helgraf
FujinAkari
ThePhantom
EagleWiz
OpethFreak
The Garden 5/6
Trixie
Shadowhisper
billtodamax
Hyozo
smellie_hippie
The Kitchen 9/12
Geesi
Murska
The Bookworm
Hell Puppi
Irbis
Zar Peter
Mustiado
banthesun
happyturtle
The Master Bedroom 6/6
Andre Fairchile
Lex-Kat
Uncle Festy
Sanity702
Reinholdt
Mordokai
The Servant's Quarters 6/6
Wolfbane
Coplantor
Dirk Kris
smuchmuch
Harley
Vampiric
I'm just going to stay in the bedroom, the bed now has an imprint of Andre Fairchilde that I fit into perfectly.
"Good night everyone!"
Sheelah gives Robert a confused look. Tra apped? She looks at the door handle. Dvere sú zamknuté!
I say, how about a rousing game of Kill Doctor Lucky?
I'm staying where I'm am.
I'm going to haunt the kitchen tonight, please. And every night thereafter!!
Whoooooooooo!!!oOooooOOoOOOoOoOoOo!!!!!
Whoa. Shadowcaller's narration was so scary I was totally unable to post for a day.
Anyone care for a bane tonight? :smallsmile:
Sunny is still sitting in the kitchen, playing with Murska's alarm clock.
I'll stay where I am. God knows I don't get enough sleep as it is, maybe I can get a good sleep in I'm sleeping in master bedroom :smalltongue:
The little collie takes a nap...and changes back into the troubled young Miranda. Hmmm, seems sleep cycles have something to do with her transformations. The girl scratches absently behind one ear, then takes to wandering the halls again.
Though she ACTUALLY stays in the servant's quarters.
Passing the master bedroom, she spots a VERY attractive young man (AHEM, MORDOKAI) and pauses, trying to drum up the courage to say something witty. "Hey, um, you come here often?" Wow, smooth.
The alarm clock suddenly starts ringing loudly in her hands. The man fumbles for where he left it, finds nothing and sits up.
"It can't have been the whole night! Where..." He stops, staring at Sunny with the clock. :smalleek:
Sunny yelps in surprise, and fumbles with the suddenly very noisy clock until she finds the switch that stops the alarm. "Did I break it?" she asks, her eyes wide with fright.