Fun House! (A Werewolf Game - Now Playing)

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

(Its also possible that a sheep named Sir Buster T. Woolycoat started nibbling on a lady's purse, causing a container of pepper spray to fall out of it. The llama later found the pepper spray and started munching on it absentmindedly, thus causing the pepper spray to discharge. Some of the spray got into the llama's eyes and he started bleating madly because he was attacked. A nearby druid leaped into the pen, cast Cure animal, heard the people coming and avoided detection, by shifting into an animal and dashing out. As for how the llama can be in two places, Mechafox, is all covered in his backstory, which will be revealed slowly throughout the game, but it has Alarra's approval.)

[Haruki-kun]

A strange void begins to form behind a circus tent. It appears to be a warp portal. A long-haired man walks out of it and the portal closes behind him.

"Ha! Perfect! The time machine worked! And now I just have to catch those evil people and stop them from taking over!" He reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. "Haha! Advantage of coming from the future! I already know what's going to happen! I know who the bad guys are! They're right here on this list! All I have to--"

Suddenly a gust of wind blows the paper out of his hand. The man runs after it. "GAH! No! Wait! I need that list! It's got the names of the people! I can't go back if I don't stop them! NOOOO!" It's pointless. The list of evil people is blown away.

"T.T"

(*points at Banjo*

Can't think of any way to stick the point into that post.)

[Aemoh]

*points at Aether*

For the fun of it.

[Dirk Kris]

The teenager gets to his feet and steps inside the tent as he sees someone approach outside. He peeks out and sees Lavidor and quickly closes the tent flap, turning his attention back to the yellow eyes in the corner.

[Raiser Blade]

I am pretty sure that Hauruki is eeeeeviiiiiiiil.


Eeeeeeeviiiiilllll.


*point at banjo

[Mrs Banjo]

The excited young girl, gets up and skips to the petting zoo to see the animals but, before she gets there she spots a nasty man behind a circus tent, talking to his piece of paper which seems to be floating away. I point at the nasty man, Haruki-Kun.

[Shadowcaller]

It is something wrong with that I suddenly realize that "fun-house" also can mean something else?

[Murska]

It is something wrong with that I suddenly realize that "fun-house" also can mean something else?

Maybe it's because I told you about the literal finnish translation?

[PhantomFox]

The dawn's light crept over the horizon and soon fell on the two sleeping Vulpinians hidden behind one of the many carnival tents. The sun rose higher and soon fell on Andrew's face and he groggily tried to shield his eyes as he woke up. He sat up and smiled at his sleeping girlfriend. Yesterday had been a confusing day. There were so many sights and sounds... and smells! Ooh! The things these people could cook was AMAZING and smelled so good! There were all kinds of weird things and no one gave them much more than a puzzled first glace. Except that weird bald guy who kept following them around with the lisp. He gave Andrew the willies.

He took a hand and gently shook Jessica awake.
"Huh...? Wha...? Is it morning already?"
Andrew chuckled. "Yeah, it is. Let's get ready, we didn't visit nearly enough of this place. Who knew it could be this fun!"
Jessica rubbed her eyes and fixed her headfur as she slowly woke up.
"Yeah, I'll say. Hey, did you hear something last night? Like that ... what was that animal we saw yesterday? The one that looked like a fluffy horse with a long neck?"
"I think they said that was a llama. And yeah, I thought I heard something too, but it was far away. Anyhow, let's go. We have a carnival to explore!"
Jessica brushed herself off as Andrew helped her up.
"As long as we get some more of that cotton candy! That was great!"
"Yeah, but it stuck to my muzzle forever!"
Jessica leaned in and gave him a quick peck and a mischievous smile.
"But you helped get it off, right?"
Andrew blushed and waved the question off, making Jessica laugh at his sheepishness.
"C'mon, let's go exploring! Maybe we'll find what made all that raucous last night..."

[Aether]

Aether is frustrated now because the police haven't shown up... at least in great numbers. Against his better judgement, he'll stick with the carnival and try to figure out who's responsible for this mess.

Let's see, do I remember anyone who was acting suspicious?

...

Well, I still hold that deathslayer7 is creepy as hell, that Reinholdt scares me without needing to make an intimidate check... What about that Shadow character? I haven't heard much about him, but he seemed suspicious... But I can't think of any way to find out more about him and I'm not about to initiate a confrontation... bah. I guess I'll just have to wait and see and hope for the best.

Frustrated and displeased with his lack of progress, Aether decides to change into his tumbler's outfit and strap on his throwing and juggling knives... He'd rather be dealing with knives, and thus conveniently having a weapon at hand, than taking chances on a tightrope or swinging up in the air, extremely vulnerable to sabotage...

... Maybe I should start carrying around some garlic? Heh.

((No real clue as to what to do, so I guess I'll go with the only lead I've picked up..))

[Lex-Kat]

The teenager gets to his feet and steps inside the tent as he sees someone approach outside. He peeks out and sees Lavidor and quickly closes the tent flap, turning his attention back to the yellow eyes in the corner.

Sheelah was became increasingly scared as the second human stepped into the tent. Lūdzu, nav cietis mani. She pleads. She steps into the light.

Out of the Shadows, steps a beautiful, young, woman. Her eyes cease to glow, and are now a dark color, you still can't tell what. Her oily, unwashed hair, is matted along her back. She is wearing what would be a form fitting dress, if she didn't look as if she hadn't eaten in weeks.

Then you may notice the wings. There is still some flesh, hanging off the remains of a fragile looking skeleton.

She extends her arms out to the teenager and lowers her head in resignation. Es atgriezties miermīlīgi.

[Helgraf]

I don't like your games Shadow. Not without more data.

[Indurain]

Banjo. Because I've been given reason (not sure how reliable it is), that Shadow isn't trying to kill us all.

More to come...

[Shadow]

Banjo. Because I've been given reason (not sure how reliable it is), that Shadow isn't trying to kill us all.

More to come...

Yeah.

That's because I chose to send the list to you, you bum.

[Indurain]

Hence...not sure how reliable it is.

I'll be honest, I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt for now, until I can confirm or refute your list. But if I find you're lying to me...Oh there shall be hell to pay mister!

[Aether]

Yeah.

That's because I chose to send the list to you, you bum.

... Well, I guess now we know who the wolves are going to target since you announced who you sent it to.

I'm not convinced you're trustworthy and how reliable or useful that list would be.. But I suppose the Baner might have somebody to defend now?

[Xykon_Fan]

I think Indy should kick it.

...

'Cuz clearly that's the best option here.

[Zar Peter]

... Well, I guess now we know who the wolves are going to target since you announced who you sent it to.

I'm not convinced you're trustworthy and how reliable or useful that list would be.. But I suppose the Baner might have somebody to defend now?

And now that you posted that the wolves might not target Indy but the baner... or someone completely different?

I point at Dallas Dakota

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt crawls ever so slowly back towards his tent. Every inch he moves sends searing agony through his two broken legs. Or was it three? He had no clue. His fur had been completely matted with blood. He would have liked to believe he had stopped bleeding by now, but the crimson trail he left behind would indicate otherwise. His vision was blurry, but he just… he just had to make sure she was alright. Then whatever happened, happened.

After what seemed like hours, his tent came into sight. It didn’t take nearly as long for him to sense that there was someone inside besides Sheelah. He wish he hadn’t lost his rifle somewhere in the chase and the beatings, but that wouldn’t stop him. Doing everything in his power to ignore the pain, he hastened his pace. Barreling inside with the last of his energy, he gets in between Sheelah and the two newcomers, what clean fur he has standing on end.

“Just stay away fro…” is all he manages to squeak out before his eyes roll back in his head and he collapses on the ground, unconscious.

[Lamech]

Hey, was this a void or a bane or do we not get to know?

[Lavidor]

"Step right up, folks, and watch the amazing geek as he bites the head off a chicken, that's right, a chicken!"

"a one, a two, a one two three four"CRUNCH

"Let's all give him a big hand, folks!"

((

Some narrators write that when the baner succesfully protects a player or when the voider in this case voids the killer.

That seems quite likely in this game, or we just got a non-active killer on our hands, remember that this is a blind game and the killer is the only player that must keep in check of night kills.

Zeb and Alarra are both in charge. And this is not a blind game.

Bold by me.

For that, Shadowcaller. Just seemed odd.))

[Recaiden]

Shadow..... Explanation Later?

[Dirk Kris]

Sheelah was became increasingly scared as the second human stepped into the tent. Lūdzu, nav cietis mani. She pleads. She steps into the light.

Out of the Shadows, steps a beautiful, young, woman. Her eyes cease to glow, and are now a dark color, you still can't tell what. Her oily, unwashed hair, is matted along her back. She is wearing what would be a form fitting dress, if she didn't look as if she hadn't eaten in weeks.

Then you may notice the wings. There is still some flesh, hanging off the remains of a fragile looking skeleton.

She extends her arms out to the teenager and lowers her head in resignation. Es atgriezties miermīlīgi.

Reinholdt crawls ever so slowly back towards his tent. Every inch he moves sends searing agony through his two broken legs. Or was it three? He had no clue. His fur had been completely matted with blood. He would have liked to believe he had stopped bleeding by now, but the crimson trail he left behind would indicate otherwise. His vision was blurry, but he just… he just had to make sure she was alright. Then whatever happened, happened.

After what seemed like hours, his tent came into sight. It didn’t take nearly as long for him to sense that there was someone inside besides Sheelah. He wish he hadn’t lost his rifle somewhere in the chase and the beatings, but that wouldn’t stop him. Doing everything in his power to ignore the pain, he hastened his pace. Barreling inside with the last of his energy, he gets in between Sheelah and the two newcomers, what clean fur he has standing on end.

“Just stay away fro…” is all he manages to squeak out before his eyes roll back in his head and he collapses on the ground, unconscious.

The teenager, surprised by the emergence of a pretty girl and a rabid-looking cat collapsing practically at his feet, utters a high-pitched "eep!" He takes a moment to check on Reinholdt and, seeing his injuries are severe, gingerly picks him up and lays him down on his kitty-bed. He covers the cat with a blanket and stands there, awkward, unsure what else he can do. He turns back to the girl and stares, open-mouthed, as he takes in her wings.
"Dude, this carnival is no joke. First the fishman, then this?"
He steps forward and tries to touch the girl's elbow. "Hey, what did you say? I can't understand you, but I won't hurt you." Smiling, he extends a hand. "Hi there - I'm Eric. Did someone hurt you? Is there something I can do to help?"

[Shadowcaller]

"Step right up, folks, and watch the amazing geek as he bites the head off a chicken, that's right, a chicken!"

"a one, a two, a one two three four"CRUNCH

"Let's all give him a big hand, folks!"

((

Bold by me.

For that, Shadowcaller. Just seemed odd.))

I thought someone said it was a blind game. Oh well.

[Mordokai]

Lets see, I'll get autolynched if I don't vote and Shadow does strike me as wee bit odd. But hey, lets give the guy a benefit of doubt. If power roles start dropping all of a sudden, we can always lynch him later.

Supagoof, just because I feel like it.

[Vampiric]

I'll give indy some space for this...

Banjo

[Haruki-kun]

Hence...not sure how reliable it is.

I'll be honest, I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt for now, until I can confirm or refute your list. But if I find you're lying to me...Oh there shall be hell to pay mister!

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[UncleWolf]

Hence...not sure how reliable it is.

If you need to know how reliable it is, I'm a Villager.
No, I don't care if anybody knows, I'll either be recruited or lynched and I won't be able to do anything about it because I'm going to be gone for over a week without Internet.

Now that I let the cat out of the bag, you guys can use this info for the best. If the info says differently, you guys can lynch Shadow. If it doesn't, well, I'll look forward to a fantastic death anyways.

[Dallas-Dakota]

Backpoint at Zar Peter, and because he isn't going to the dutch meetup.

It's practically next door!

[Dirk Kris]

If you need to know how reliable it is, I'm a Villager.

Me too.
I'm telling because I enjoy the RPing here, and I'll be gone from Dec 19 - January 5, so chances are I'll be killed off then, too.
So make use of me!