Post by Pollux Oil on May 31, 2008 21:39:09 GMT -5
Final Vote Count
hockeyguy8435 (10): stardragonman, Kat, ryjae, misterblockey, Roosh, bufftabby, Rebel, FlyingCowofDoom, Merestil Haye, tdpatriots12
Tragic (4): KidVermicious, hockeymonkey, Darth Sensitive, hockeyguy8435
bufftabby (2): Survivor Smurf, Tragic
misterblockey (2): NAF1138, Nanook
FlyingCowofDoom (2): Rysto, Blaster Master
tdpatriots12 (2): storyteller, hawkeyeop
Merestil Haye (1): Hal Briston
Not Voting (2): Czech, Kison
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Dusk settled over Last Bastion, and as the sun began to dip behind the horizon, it was obvious who would be the first person on death row. Two fifths of the town called for hockeyguy's blood.
"Wait! Wait! I'm innocent, I swear! I'm new at this, you've all confused me!" he pleaded, but the decision had been made. The mob forced him into the middle of the town square, but were suddenly at a loss of what to do.
"So how do we kill him properly?"
"It said something about silver in Father Redford's book, didn't it?"
While half the town searched for something properly silver in the town's houses, the other half watched hockeyguy who continued to plead and beg for his life. In only a few short minutes a shout came from one of the houses, and Blaster Master came running out with a silver knife. The rest of the town reconvened, but now they faced a difficult impasse. Who was going to plunge the knife into poor hockeyguy's chest?
Soon stardragonman was pushed to the forefront of the crowd and the knife was forced into his hands. "You voted for him first! You kill him!" Hockeyguy let out a horrified yell and tried to make a break for it, but Roosh and Rebel grabbed him and held him down. "You have no immunity from this!" They shouted at him, forcing him to his knees.
Trembling, stardragonman held the knife above his head, ready to plunge the knife into the victim's heart. The entire town held their breath, waiting for the deciding blow. But instead he lowered the knife and turned to the crowd. "What if he's a normal man? I'll be a murderer! Isn't there another way?"
"No!"
"Kill him, you wimp!"
"This is the only way we know how to!"
Sighing, stardragonman turned back to hockeyguy and raised the knife a second time. "I'm sorry..." he whispered.
With a roar, hockeyguy threw his captors to the side and lunged forward, tackling stardragonman. "You humans are WEAK!" He snarled, bashing his opponent's head into the pavement. "WEAK! I. WILL. NOT. GO. BACK. TO. HELL!" He punctuated each word with a punch to stardragonman's face, blood flying everywhere.
Satisfied he had beat his would-be killer to a pulp, hockeyguy stood up and faced the town who was frozen in shock. He smiled grimly. "I've had enough pretending. I'm going to rip the spines out of every single one of you. And there's NOTHING you can do to...-urk-"
Hockeyguy's eyes widened as stardragonman plunged the silver knife into his back a second, third, and fourth time. Black, viscous blood poured out of his mouth and with a soft gurgle he toppled forward, the knife still sticking out of his back. Immediately his eyes started to turn black and his skin began to decompose in front of the town's eyes.
Slowly standing, stardragonman began to wipe the blood from his face. "Just for the record, there is NO WAY I'm doing that ever a-"
CRACK-BOOM!
Lightning lanced from the sky and struck stardragonman squarely in the chest, sending him flying backwards. The entire town screamed as one as he hit the ground with a thud and skidded several feet. Before anyone even had a chance to react, a booming voice echoed from the heavens.
"THOU SHALT NOT EDIT!"
Running forward, Hal Briston checked the fallen man's pulse and breathed a sigh of relief. "He's alive...barely, but alive. We'll have to move him to a bed, I think he's paralyzed..."
A somber mood hovered over the town as they began to go their separate ways for the Night. On the upside, they had found a demon. On the downside...they had found a demon. It was true. There was something hunting them.
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Hockeyguy8435, a Demon Lord, has been sent back to Hell.
Stardragonman has been penalized for editing his posts. If he has any Night actions he cannot use them toNight, and he will not be allowed to place a vote on Day 2. In addition, he will receive 5 penalty votes cast against him that will remain on him for the entirety of Day 2.
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Night One begins now. No strategy talk. Send all Night actions to me, Night will end Monday at 3 PM EST.
hockeyguy8435 (10): stardragonman, Kat, ryjae, misterblockey, Roosh, bufftabby, Rebel, FlyingCowofDoom, Merestil Haye, tdpatriots12
Tragic (4): KidVermicious, hockeymonkey, Darth Sensitive, hockeyguy8435
bufftabby (2): Survivor Smurf, Tragic
misterblockey (2): NAF1138, Nanook
FlyingCowofDoom (2): Rysto, Blaster Master
tdpatriots12 (2): storyteller, hawkeyeop
Merestil Haye (1): Hal Briston
Not Voting (2): Czech, Kison
----
Dusk settled over Last Bastion, and as the sun began to dip behind the horizon, it was obvious who would be the first person on death row. Two fifths of the town called for hockeyguy's blood.
"Wait! Wait! I'm innocent, I swear! I'm new at this, you've all confused me!" he pleaded, but the decision had been made. The mob forced him into the middle of the town square, but were suddenly at a loss of what to do.
"So how do we kill him properly?"
"It said something about silver in Father Redford's book, didn't it?"
While half the town searched for something properly silver in the town's houses, the other half watched hockeyguy who continued to plead and beg for his life. In only a few short minutes a shout came from one of the houses, and Blaster Master came running out with a silver knife. The rest of the town reconvened, but now they faced a difficult impasse. Who was going to plunge the knife into poor hockeyguy's chest?
Soon stardragonman was pushed to the forefront of the crowd and the knife was forced into his hands. "You voted for him first! You kill him!" Hockeyguy let out a horrified yell and tried to make a break for it, but Roosh and Rebel grabbed him and held him down. "You have no immunity from this!" They shouted at him, forcing him to his knees.
Trembling, stardragonman held the knife above his head, ready to plunge the knife into the victim's heart. The entire town held their breath, waiting for the deciding blow. But instead he lowered the knife and turned to the crowd. "What if he's a normal man? I'll be a murderer! Isn't there another way?"
"No!"
"Kill him, you wimp!"
"This is the only way we know how to!"
Sighing, stardragonman turned back to hockeyguy and raised the knife a second time. "I'm sorry..." he whispered.
With a roar, hockeyguy threw his captors to the side and lunged forward, tackling stardragonman. "You humans are WEAK!" He snarled, bashing his opponent's head into the pavement. "WEAK! I. WILL. NOT. GO. BACK. TO. HELL!" He punctuated each word with a punch to stardragonman's face, blood flying everywhere.
Satisfied he had beat his would-be killer to a pulp, hockeyguy stood up and faced the town who was frozen in shock. He smiled grimly. "I've had enough pretending. I'm going to rip the spines out of every single one of you. And there's NOTHING you can do to...-urk-"
Hockeyguy's eyes widened as stardragonman plunged the silver knife into his back a second, third, and fourth time. Black, viscous blood poured out of his mouth and with a soft gurgle he toppled forward, the knife still sticking out of his back. Immediately his eyes started to turn black and his skin began to decompose in front of the town's eyes.
Slowly standing, stardragonman began to wipe the blood from his face. "Just for the record, there is NO WAY I'm doing that ever a-"
CRACK-BOOM!
Lightning lanced from the sky and struck stardragonman squarely in the chest, sending him flying backwards. The entire town screamed as one as he hit the ground with a thud and skidded several feet. Before anyone even had a chance to react, a booming voice echoed from the heavens.
"THOU SHALT NOT EDIT!"
Running forward, Hal Briston checked the fallen man's pulse and breathed a sigh of relief. "He's alive...barely, but alive. We'll have to move him to a bed, I think he's paralyzed..."
A somber mood hovered over the town as they began to go their separate ways for the Night. On the upside, they had found a demon. On the downside...they had found a demon. It was true. There was something hunting them.
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Hockeyguy8435, a Demon Lord, has been sent back to Hell.
Stardragonman has been penalized for editing his posts. If he has any Night actions he cannot use them toNight, and he will not be allowed to place a vote on Day 2. In addition, he will receive 5 penalty votes cast against him that will remain on him for the entirety of Day 2.
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Night One begins now. No strategy talk. Send all Night actions to me, Night will end Monday at 3 PM EST.