Turf War - GAME ENDED

[Duck999]

Ha! Finally someone not against me. That is what you get for attacking me, EmeraldRose

[EmeraldRose]

Brooklyn Park. Gah, its pretty bad. I shoveled the driveway yesterday....and its like nothing happened. The snow is everywhere. There's no way to duck and cover.

NO WAY!!! That's where we are too!! DUCK! *throws snowballs*

Does anyone else think the Duck bandwagon picked up speed too fast? EmeraldRose for jumping on it so readily with so little reason.

DUCK! *throws snowballs*

Ha! Finally someone not against me. That is what you get for attacking me, EmeraldRose

DUCK! *throws snowballs*

[Disc Lorde]

Can scriers scry anyone, including themselves and people they've already scried?

[Duck999]

Twice. Two times, it has been referenced in Silly Message Board Games that everyone is trying to lynch me. Thank you EmeraldRose and Basketofpuppies.

[BasketOfPuppies]

You're welcome, Duck.

[Haruki-kun]

Can scriers scry anyone, including themselves and people they've already scried?

Yes... but any scryer who scries himself will only see the role they were PM'd as having. The seer and fool can't scry themselves as an attempt to discern whether they're the seer or the fool. And there are no voiders, disguisers, transmuters, or anything of the sort to mess with a scry, so scrying someone twice will yield the exact same result.

If you're concerned about scry interference, then yes, you can try to scry someone whose scry failed.

[Duck999]

Twice. Two times, it has been referenced in Silly Message Board Games that everyone is trying to lynch me. Thank you EmeraldRose and Basketofpuppies.

I believe I have gotten a third. I think that is from you, LoP. Thanks!

[Dallas-Dakota]

Well Duck, it means you fit in with the crowd here.

Some of the meaniest, most strategical and brilliant players have had that happen to them at the beginning. Or middle. Or end. Or all of it.

You know what.

Shadow.

[Legato Endless]

NO WAY!!! That's where we are too!!

Are you trapped in your driveway too?

If I don't vote in the first round, let it be known that I most likely passed out in the frozen tundra fighting off winter.

You know what.

Shadow.

Oatmeal

[Haruki-kun]

Attention! Given that the game will start on February 24th, we will close recruitment on February 23rd. (I'll come back and edit the time in later.)

[EmeraldRose]

Are you trapped in your driveway too?

If I don't vote in the first round, let it be known that I most likely passed out in the frozen tundra fighting off winter.

Oatmeal

Nah, I work from home. Though it was...interesting...yesterday with all the kids and the husband home all day. Trying to work. Let me just say there was a LOT of coffee involved, and I had my office door locked the better part of the day...

Attention! Given that the game will start on February 24th, we will close recruitment on February 23rd. (I'll come back and edit the time in later.)

*gasp*

But this means we are running out of time to lynch all the ducks! Hurry everyone!!

Duckduckduckduckduckduckduck goose! Wait what? Duckduckduckduckduckduckduckduckduck.

GOOSE!

[BasketOfPuppies]

*prepares to copy-paste*

Spoiler: Ducks.

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[Legato Endless]

Nah, I work from home. Though it was...interesting...yesterday with all the kids and the husband home all day. Trying to work. Let me just say there was a LOT of coffee involved, and I had my office door locked the better part of the day...


*gasp*

But this means we are running out of time to lynch all the ducks! Hurry everyone!!

Duckduckduckduckduckduckduck goose! Wait what? Duckduckduckduckduckduckduckduckduck.

GOOSE!

Sounds loud.

Work was pretty forgivin but...

I had to cancel a game day for the roads.

I'm hoping they clear for the game I have tomorrow. Especially since it was my turn for food and I already preordered it.

[EmeraldRose]

Yeah...it was interesting to watch the mail truck making the U-Turn in front of our house (we live at the end of a street, so they come up and then turn to get to ours and go on down the street).

It was less a U-Turn than a semi-controlled half spin on the ice, glancing off the snow bank in front our house, straightening out to get to the mailbox....



Impressive, but

Also:
DUCK!

[Duck999]

It still hasn't been anounced that I have lost my first life.

[Haruki-kun]

Recruitment will be closing today, at around 8 PM, Central Time. (That's GMT -6 for our Old World friends).

[52.5 Lemons]

DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK

EDIT: DUCK

[Haruki-kun]

RECRUITMENT IS NOW CLOSED.

Role PM's will be out tonight or tomorrow.

[LoP]

Kind of a lie and kind of the truth:

If Duck doesnd end up a wolf in this game I'm going to be sorely disappointed.

[Duck999]

DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK

EDIT: DUCK

You voted the wrong amount of times. It should look like this:
Duck Duck Duck Duck DuckDuck Duck Duck Duck DuckDuck Duck Duck Duck DuckDuck Duck Duck Duck DuckDuck Duck Duck Duck DuckDuck Duck Duck Duck DuckDuck Duck Duck Duck DuckDuck Duck Duck Duck DuckDuck Duck Duck Duck DuckDuck Duck Duck Duck Duck Duck Duck Du
See how it's done? 52.5.

[Haruki-kun]

Role PM's have now been sent out.

From this point onward, if you have ANY concerns or questions about your PM or role (e.g., you didn't get a PM or someone else got a copy of your PM by accident... etc.) please PM me and/or Wolfy. Do NOT post on the thread to let us know that you didn't get a PM.

Game will begin tomorrow, as scheduled.

EDIT: Actually, since I was the one who sent out the PMs, it might be best for you to PM me instead of Wolfy if anything seems off. Or just put us both in the recipients list.

[UncleWolf]

Barbershop Down The Street

"Ray! I'll take a special!" A man says with a grin as he enters the shop, reaching up to rub his scruffy cheek and chin. "Been a few days and I'm the guest this week. Wanna look my best, ya know?" He asks rhetorically as he takes a seat in the chair and leans back. The barber, an older black skinned man with dark sunglasses and white hair just chuckled as he started lathering up the soap before applying it to the customer's face. "Ah used ta be a Special Guest here a few times, you know. Feeling nervous?"

Wolfy chuckled and closed his eyes, basking in the pleasant sensations of a true shave. "Yeah, quite a bit really. First time. Any suggestions?" Ray smiled at the question and set the soap aside. "Of course I do. Mostly, Believe In Yourself." He says with a grin. "If you like, I can go get my keyboard and I'll play as the lather sits. No extra charge."

Wolfy grins once more and gives a small nod. "I'd like that. I'll hold the fort while you head on out." He promises and turns to watch as Ray heads out the back. Once he's gone, Wolfy leans back in the chair, sets his feet up on the counter and closes his eyes, humming a cheery little song. So distracted by the song, he didn't hear the bells of the front door jingle shortly before a strong pair of hands wrapped themselves around his throat, throttling the guest until he blacked out...


A Short Time Later, Several Blocks Away

When Wolfy came to, he could feel his hands and legs were bound and his head was pounding. All was black when he opened his eyes and he couldn't help but give a groan as he began to realize what sort of situation he was in. "You're...you're the Tubbers, aren't you?" He croaked out of his sore throat.

At his words, a black hood got pulled from his face, causing him to flinch from the bright lights shining down on him and one other. Not just any other, but his best friend. "N-No. Not you too. What the hell did they do to you, Ruki?!?" He cries out, looking on the torn and beaten feather duster in front of him. "Good gods, not you..." He begged, eyes tearing up even as the feather duster smiled up at him.

"Don't...don't give the bastards anything, Wolfy. We're done for anyway. We just have to give the others a chance." The feather duster had to stop for a moment, coughing up a bit of stuffing and breathing heavily to try and regain the strength that was beaten out of him. As he did so, a pair of truly grotesque monsters stepped into the light, one to grab Haruki by his neck and hold him up while the other attached jumper cables to a car battery. Wolfy's blood ran cold and he gave a pleading look at his captors. "Let him go! He doesn't know anything! He's just a puppet for God's sake! No brain, all stuffing!"

His begging was all for naught as the cables jabbed forward, latching onto the feathers and making his best friend scream in pain as his plush started to smolder. For several long seconds, an eternity too long, they shocked the feather duster before dropping him to the ground to lay panting and singed. Ignoring the puppet for now, one of the Tubbers turned towards Wolfy. "Tell us. Tell us how to get to Sesame Street. Tell us and your end will be quick."

"Don't...don't tell him anything. Re-Remember the song. C-Come and play..."

Wolfy closed his eyes, tears running freely as the words came to mind and eventually made it to his lips, his hushed voice joining in with his best friend.

"C-C-Come and play
Everything's A-Okay
Friendly neighbors there
That's where we'll meet..."

Giving his friend a tearful smile, Wolfy opened his eyes and gave a small nod to Haruki before hearing the sound of a .45 being leveled to the back of his head. "Pity."

Wolfy never heard it go off, nor did he hear Haruki's following scream.

"You bastards will pay for this!! You think this is just the start? You're wrong! Double B will find you, he'll kill you, and he'll go back and kill everyone you know! You'll see!"

"Shut up." The Tubbie holding the gun ordered before raising it at Haruki and firing off another round from the smoking barrel.

...

Our top story tonight on GNN, Grouch News Network, is the discovery of a pair of bodies in the industrial district today. Walter Cranky is on the scene.

The camera shifted from the usual Grouch anchorman to show another in the field, surrounded by police lights.

Bah. As you can see here it's an ugly sight, uglier than you even, which is saying something. Earlier today a young man came across a pair of bodies, each torn to pieces and showing signs of execution style gunshots to their heads...

Double B frowned at the news and turned off the TV, anger welling up deep within as he headed to the phone, dialing a number. A couple rings and it picked up. "Amphibian. We need your skills. It's started. The streets will be running with blood and plush and felt, but we've no choice. Call the others."

"It's time to kick these ******** off our Street."

Haruki and Wolfbane have been killed!
They were The Narrators!

Day 1 Begins and Ends in 48 Hours.
Vote Now

[Grue Bait]

Random number generator says 27 which looks to be... Fleeing Coward. The number gods have spoken.

[Disc Lorde]

I prayed to the RNG for a name, and I got one. Dallas-Dakota

[BasketOfPuppies]

When is Murska NOT evil? (Except for all of the times he's good.)

[Legato Endless]

I don't trust random number generators. The internet is a treacherous creature. My dice will decide my vote. Clearly, Reinholdt is evil. Maybe.

[Chessgeek]

I find Count Dingdong's silence to be suspicious.

[Ramsus]

Grue Bait while he's still fresh.

[Zar Peter]

I point at Grnlshrimp just out of spite to try to remember his name till I write this post.

[Reinholdt]

LoP for being the first person to point before the game started.