Phantom of the Opera Werewolf V - The Horror Game thread

[ThePhantom]

Welcome, to the Paris Opera house. Now, normally we would be having the regular show, but this time, things will be worse than times before. Will things end well, or will Paris be left in ruins? We will see.


The Roles:
Good Guys: Win when all wolves are dead, extra win if both Christine and Raoul are alive at the end of the game.

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Christine Daaé: The rising star of the Paris Opera, and the love of both the Phantom and Raoul. Day Baner with 2 day cooldown, extra win condition for wolves

Raoul: The Viscount de Chagny, patron of the Paris Opera house. He is able to protect himself and others from the Phantom's wrath. Baner

André and Firmin: The new managers of the Opera house, they know each other role, but if one dieds, the other goes with him. Partners/lovers

Carlotta: The prima donna of the paris opera, and is very jealous of Christine's sucess. Vain and self-focus, she thinks that she can tell the real identity of people, but she is not often right. Fool

Police: The police summoned by Raoul to trap the Phantom. They know each other. Masons

Cast: The cast of the opera house. They just want to survive this madness. villagers

Madame Giry: Head of the ballet, she knows about the Phantom, and the opera house, and with this being the night of the Seer

Wolves: Win when other roles are equal to number of living wolves. Extra win: Christine lynched or night killed.

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Shadows: The hiding places of the Phantom. wolves

Head of Fire: A firely head, that wanders the opera house. Its eyes of fire can see the identity of people. Devil

The Phantom: The Phantom of the Opera himself, or is it something worse?
Alpha, special: If lynched, the role of the Phantom moves to a shadow.

playlist
1 Internet flea
2 the Grimmace
3 banjo1985
4 cd4
5 bladescape
6 murska
7 super dark33
8 penguinator
9 grue bait
10 gray mage
11 fleeing coward
12 usourselves&we
13 52.5 lemons
14 TBFProgrammer
15 calar

[Internet Flea]

I've yet to win one of these, so I'm in.

[Zjoot]

Same. Although I've only ever played one...

[banjo1985]

I always enjoy this series. In!

[cd4]

I will join this game.

[bladescape]

Hey all.

I'm in again.

[Murska]

Hello. Let's see if I can't manage to get killed as the Fool on Night 2 again.

[super dark33]

Im in! last time i missed it.

[Penguinator]

Am I really joining another WW game? ...Yes, I am.

[Zjoot]

Bladescape neglected to join with a rhyme?
Truly this is a terrible crime.

Especially seeing as how the theme
Is a musical one, it would seem.

Is this enough to lynch him day one?
Too early to say, either way, this game will be fun.

[Grue Bait]

Definitely in.

[bladescape]

Oh, the horror quite so clear!
The Grimmace says I am to fear.

Or maybe, that a target I would be,
For that, surely he would wait and see?

Either way that the noose does fall,
I hope at the end I will stand tall.

[Gray Mage]

Sign me up, please.

[Zjoot]

I got carried away, and long my rablings grew
so to save on space I have spoilered them for you.

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There's no need to worry your little head
I wouldn't want one so eloquent dead

Besides, now you've atoned for your sin
The true fun of rhyming is likely to begin

And though I can't turn a phrase skillfully as you,
I think trying my hand at this is the best thing to do

In fact I think I'll spend the whole game talking in verse,
Weather it turns out for better or worse

And maybe, just maybe, into character I'll slip,
As we embark on our opera trip

But what to play? THe choices are far from a few,
Cast member, operagoer, or maybe stage crew?

The last time this tale was told, I recall
a stint in the orchestra before my untimely fall

I believe I was skilled with a violin
Is that a role I'd like to visit again?

Every tale needs a minstrel if it's to be told,
I may fill that position if I'm feeling quite bold.

I suppose I'll just have to wait and see,
Which role I decide most befitting of me.

But if one thing's for certain, and I think that it is,
It's that I've got a fun game ahead I I keep speaking like this.

[Fleeing Coward]

My exams should be close to over by the time this starts so count me in.
Let's see if I can live past night 1 this time

[usourselves&we]

We’ll jump in on this.

[52.5 Lemons]

In, with medium pulp on that lemonade, please.

[TBFProgrammer]

I'm afraid I have not time for a more elaborate rhyme
The phantom I must chase for his most grievous crime

In

[calar]

In of course.

[ThePhantom]

Night falls on Paris, while the opera goes on in the Opera House. Down in the depths in the Opera House, a sign is painted in blood.

"Things never go well past this night. So now, this time, the night will not end."

After the opera is done, the audience leaves, but anytime a cast member or a member of the police tries to leave, they end up walking back inside. Then, someone notices a note.

Dear members of the Opera House,
You have noticed that you are all staying when you wished to go
Well, thanks to me, this night will not end,
Until what I want is given to me,
Prepare for more notes, for this Opera
I'll win!

Day 1 begins

[Internet Flea]

Hm. No seventeenth player.

Oh well. Gray Mage it is.

[TBFProgrammer]

And so we take the stage, the opera's on its first page
We tell the tale of the phantom and a lone gray mage

A fellow cuts in front, stealing the target of our hunt
The accursed flea will instead take the brunt

[Zjoot]

For TBF Programmer a vote must be cast,
Of speakers of couplets I'll be first and the last.

But now into character I must go,
A young violinist sat observing the show,

Alas his prized violin had gone astray,
And it seemed he was not fated to perform that day,

Went to retrieve it, ended back where he began,
So he was stuck in the audience, watching the band.

Jealous of the usurper in his spot of first string,
And sure that the wretch was behind the whole thing!

[Grue Bait]

Lost in the rafters, a lone man walks,
He listens to actors, thinks they're just crocks.

"Why'd I join stage crew?" he wonders out loud,
"Couldn't I have just been part of the crowd?"

"It seems more magical to not see backstage,
Watching the play in this day and age."

In the darkness he couldn't see far,
"Who's that sneaking; is it Calar?"

[bladescape]

Monseiur Terreur, a gentleman of standing,
Sat comfortably on the open seat upstairs,
He sat there, watching, waiting, even demanding,
That they bring on Christine, and take off the dancing pairs,

For there was one and only thing, that brought him back once more,
For only Christine's voice could charm his darkened door,
And, alas, too dark, too long,
A serpent's strike, a siren's song,

The shadows had claimed him long ago,
But recently free, freed by Christine's show,
For even the darkest of shadows know,
That sometimes good could win and crow,

For today, this gentleman stood to help the fair lass,
Helping her through the darknesses gathering mass,
For she meant far too much to him here,
To let her fall to the Phantom's fear.

(FleeingCoward)

[Penguinator]

Monsieur Harrau, a man bold and loud,
Sauntered to the box; of this seat he was proud.
He rubbed his sore temples, a frown on his chins,
Wondering which man committed which sins.

He'd heard all the stories, and read all the news,
Plopped in his seat; Well, he took up two.
"Bonsoir, Monsieur Terreur, good evening, my friend."
'This bladescape's a fellow on whom I can't depend.'

[bladescape]

Terreur turned his head, looking around,
"Bonsoir, mon amie. What think you of their sound?"

He asked, looking curiously at the man,
For he could not place this one's clan,
Which noble house did this one belong?
And why did he come to this place of song?

[usourselves&we]

((We were never good at writing in verse, so instead we will write the story of a stage hand. Random says 52.5 lemons.))

Blaise always loved the theater, how it always seemed so magical. A portal to the past or an alternate world, all her childhood she would come to this opera house, the wonders it displayed made her wish to be a performer. Her mother was a horrible woman saying that her stammer was far too pronounced that even if she didn’t have a lisp that no one would understand her anyway.

Though her mother had been right, her love of the theater was still strong. She was thrilled when she was offered a job in the theater at the age of 16 even if it was just a glorified janitorial position. Those days now past Blaise has become, what some would call, the lead stage hand. She could find any misplaced prop and still have time to get you into your next costume with plenty of time before your next scene.

[banjo1985]

The opera rat catcher skulks through the old buildings sprawling basements, beady eyes shining in the darkness. He hears a scurrying rustle to his left and strikes, grabbing the surprised rat and snapping its neck in one smooth movement.

"Not fast enough, mon amie."

The rat catcher puts the body in the sack at his side and skulks deeper into the basements, looking for more of his favourite quarry. He hopes there are no Grues down there, as he hasn't bought the correct kind of Bait.

[cd4]

The accountant sighed. The books didn't add up and he couldn't concentrate. It didn't matter that the orchestra was playing but it did matter when he heard a wrong note, and someone was playing a Banjo in the 1812 overture.