Werewolf Game 4 WEREWOLVES WIN

[mikki]

That is fine. No one is going to forse you to change your vote, Nixit..

[InsaneIrony]

*sneezes* Someone has shown me enough proof... Though who and what I shan't *sneeze* say. I change my vote to Seko. Yo_yo would probably live *sneeze* another day, anyway. But Yo_yo, know I'm *sneeze* voting for you tomorrow.

[mikki]

*smiles* Well that makes 6 votes for Seko at the moment.. Anyone else going to vote? Wichita? Are you going to vote now? The day is almost over... Time is running out..

[wichita]

*looks over at Seko* Well I guess I can see how this is going to go now. I still have a feeling that she is innocent - just like poor Peanut. *looks around the crowd* Yeah you remember Peanut? Running screaming for his life through the woods. And for what? To find Rev dead in the morning.

*shakes his head* No. This is a mistake. I know she looks suspicious but I don't think she's a wolf. Like I said, it's just too convenient, and you all will be playing right into the hands of whoever is behind it. If showing no remorse is a sign of guilt, there are several people here who deserve to hang over Seko. I'm not jumping on the bandwagon. I have to stick to my gut feeling. And my gut tells me that <b>Yo-Yo</b> needs to go. He's manipulating all of you.

[mikki]

Wichita, if you are talking about being manipulated then maybe you should step back and take a look at who is manipulating you.. You are siding with the werewolves as far as I am concerned, so my question for you is.. Are you the werewolf or the devil?

[AoM]

Okay, this vote seems hopelessly one-sided, so I'm going to end it now.

The sun again began its bloody descent, and this time the village had come to a strong consensus. Seko was to die. Not wanting to risk another run through the woods, the villagers pounced upon her and fastened her up with leather cords, binding her to the trunk of the lynching tree. Not wanting to hear any lame last ditch cries for innocence, they made sure to gag her as well. Then, all those who strongly believed in her guilt grabbed various blunt objects and beat her to death.

Weary, both physically and emotionally, the villagers returned to their homes, hoping once again to see the light of day.

It's now night time. Night people, get me your instructions. Night will last until 24 hours from now.

[AoM]

The next morning rises. The previous night had been particularly cold and windy, and many villagers could have sworn that the wind itself had screamed murder last night.

Confirming the town's fears, Mikki is found dead in her house. Her body has been cut in many places. Her arms are hanging to her shoulders by mere threads of skin, her ribs and breasts have been severely ripped into, and her belly has been slit open, exposing the intestines and spilling out her lower organs. The site is gruesome to behold, and one more testament to the evil that needs to be stopped.

The villagers steeled themselves for another day.

Day 3 will last until Monday night/Tuesday morning.

[nitefyre]

*Upon the horrific find, he falls to her corpse, tending to it, covering her body with a blanket and weeping silently over her head* Noooo *he sighs silently, in agony from both the werewolf's doing during the night, his leg with a dark bruise and cut, and his prior injuries*

[nitefyre]

*he kisses her cold lips with his, trying to bring her back with his dissipating warmth* Why...why must it have been you? *her wrist has no more pulse...no more life...no more life for him to adore and love. He slams his fist weakly to the floor. Why should he remain here? These werewolves were going to kill us all. There was no point. He wanted to join Mikki to wherever she had gone to now. Her tenderness, her caring, he was without. Oh, how he had appreciated her. How he could no longer go on. He looked into her eyes. His fingers bring down her eyelids, closing her eyes for the last time.*

[InsaneIrony]

*steps out of her house and gasps, and then turns silent. She walks over to Nitefyre and puts her hand on his shoulder* Nitefyre... It'll... It'll be all... allright. *her voice quivers, as she tries to hold back tears* Those werewolves need to die... Morning may have just started, but my vote is for Yo_yo... I don't need to explain why. *she sneezes, and pulls out a handkerchief to blow her nose, but as she does so, tears fall quietly from her face*

[swymir]

Well there aren't too many of us left. We have to make sure to get a wolf this time around. I have been doing some thinking and I feel that a wolf at this point would try to draw as much attention away from him or herself as possible and owuld try to lurk in the shadows and let the villagers fight amongst themselves until there were no more left. This is why I have suspicions against Tattershoelaces. I am not yet accusing you, but if you have any information about who you suspect might be a wolf could you please share it with us. You haven't said much in the past few days. I must say in your defense that I too have not been saying much and I am certainly no wolf, but please now is the time to be more active then ever.

[Yo_Yo]

*looks away from the mess, closing his eyes*... It was me... I must be the werewolf... I wake up every morning feeling sated... like I've eaten too much... And it would also explain my animosity.... I just.. think its me...

[wichita]

*sits on the bench in the town square, face in hands, avoiding Mikki's house* This has to stop...We have to find the wolves. Are we all going to try and reason this out this time? Can we avoid losing our heads today?

[Nixit]

*walks slowly towards Nitefyre, Nixit's eye's red* Nitefyre... what happened?

[nitefyre]

T-t-t-t-the bad moon rose. The werewolf came a knocking...I'I'I approached it...it pushed me to the ground...and threw my table at my leg, pinning me to my floor. Just one, just one werewolf! *he makes sure to point out that fact* It said he was going off for Mikki. I chased it when I unpinned myself...screaming...I screamed my lungs away - no one heard...no one responded...I was cold...I continued on. I found Mikki...on the verge of death. And by the time I had put this blanket on her, and you guys showed up...she....p'p'passed on.