It's nine o' clock on a Saturday. Regular crowd shuffles in.
Or, perhaps not so regular.
Indeed, the place is the Hard Rock Hotel on Penny Lane, centered smack between the Strawberry Fields Orphanage and an Italian Restaurant, Kansas City (Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey!).
And the guests tonight are some of the most famous Rock and Roll Music artists in the world. They've all got a Ticket to Ride on the Save the Environment Hippie Trippy Magical Mystery Tour, and they're spending the Night Before taking a breather.
They're all signed in under pseudonyms, of course, to avoid the mobs of fans. Unfortunately, another group of artists has decided to Spoil the Party.
Indeed, unknown to the slightly intoxicated Entertainers, a group of rappers has infiltrated the hotel with the aim of filling everyone of them full of lead.
Of course, the rockers Act Naturally and proceed to Rock and Roll All Nite.
Here Comes the Sun, and of course the rockers have barely slept a wink. They walk out of their rooms, only to have the first one out have a nasty surprise.
The bullet filled bodies of Robert Plant and Jimmy Page hang from ropes suspended above the stairway. The graffiti on the walls reads
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The message is clear - the rappers are here to Get Back at the rockers.
Raistlin1040 was killed. He was Jimmy Page of Led Zeppelin.
Vespe Ratavo was killed. He was Robert Plant of Led Zeppelin.
The rest of Led Zeppelin was scared away. They were wimps.
Day begins, and will end in about 48 hours.
((You can all thank Vespe for this death scene. I'll get a player list up in a sec.))
Don't forget that you need to add the rules that any rockstar who publically declares his band or other band members dies automatically, otherwise there still exists that flaw in the rules. Actually, I think you also ought to make it that any band members named also die. Otherwise each band sacrifices one band member to make a public announcement, they then die revealing themselves as truthful, and before any voting happens, the rappers are already known.
I think this probably ought to extend to such statements as "I know for a fact that Khaldan is innocent because he's in my band" or any unsubtle hint equivalents.
I haven't seen Khaldan for a while here!
Do someone knows where he is?
(First point is the hardest)
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Avatar by the great Lord Herman. Many, many thanks!
Empress Catherine by Dr. Bath!
Castaras made the PiratZarrrrr. Thank you very much!
((Also get over the music artist H/H thread and heal the Beatles and Smite Clapton. Failure to do so could result in punishment ranging from narrorator anger to death. Such is life when you have 2 Beatles fans as narrorators.))
((Also get over the music artist H/H thread and heal the Beatles and Smite Clapton. Failure to do so could result in punishment ranging from narrorator anger to death. Such is life when you have 2 Beatles fans as narrorators.))
I defy you! Clapton is better!
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Avatar by Dispozition.
"Love is the beauty of the soul."
- St. Augustine of Hippo
((Don't get me wrong, I like Clapton. But the Beatles...are just better. And where is your vote VESPE? I haven't seen you around music artist H/H in a while...))
"Yo, you ain' going to "Walk this Way" over our dead bodies, anytime soon Run. Now where's DMC hiding?"
I ain't convinced Khaldan is a suitable target.
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Navi Plaguelord courtesy of "Make yourself a Navi" website plus some ingenuity on my part...
Werewolf Awards: 'Best Narration: Helgraf' Rabbit says stuff that makes me blush.
im sorry but its been done in every game im watching and playing in so far so let me be the first to start the eliminate fleeing coward fanclub in this one
im sorry but its been done in every game im watching and playing in so far so let me be the first to start the eliminate fleeing coward fanclub in this one
Trix snorts. "Dammit Androgial, why do you have to encourage the twit?" She slaps Fleeing Coward across the face.
"Wake up buddy, thats it, after this mess is over your going to rehab. Your starting to lose it!"
Trix looks up from the TV and see's Fleeing Coward enter.
"Are you kidding me? Get out of room! You and your suicidal tendencies are wrecking my head! I eed my head to clear so I can write the new song I was inspired to write by Led Zepplins death!"
Now hun, you don't have to this alone. We're all saddened by Led Zepplin's death, but we've got to move on. Perhaps join me for a few drinks and I can help create more insipiration for this song of yours?
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Originally Posted by TheLaughingMan
He's Fleeing Coward. The man could be a cookie-baking, cancer-stricken orphan kitten and still look like a reasonable suspect.