11/24 Sheep WW Vanilla+ Game Thread
11-30-2011
, 09:17 PM
The herd was bored earlier today. A handful of them decided to spice things up by playing Russian roulette in the final minutes of daytime. One by one they passed a revolver around and pressed it against their heads. *Click* "whew." *Click* "whew."
They got down to the final moments of the day and realized they'd gone through all the chambers but one. Willi was the only one who hadn't pulled the trigger yet.
"In Estonia we have a saying. He who pull trigger last in Russian roulette, die first." *Click* BANG.
Willi died playing the most dangerous game. He was a Sheep, a villager.
Night actions to me by 12:45 AM. Sheep reveal will start in a little bit. Get in answers now if you haven't yet!
They got down to the final moments of the day and realized they'd gone through all the chambers but one. Willi was the only one who hadn't pulled the trigger yet.
"In Estonia we have a saying. He who pull trigger last in Russian roulette, die first." *Click* BANG.
Willi died playing the most dangerous game. He was a Sheep, a villager.
Night actions to me by 12:45 AM. Sheep reveal will start in a little bit. Get in answers now if you haven't yet!
12-01-2011
, 02:12 AM
Dyenimator had begun sleeping with one eye open. He'd witnessed how quickly the herd was losing numbers and he figured it was only a matter of time before the predators came for him. He woke up a few hours before dawn as he usually did to get a closer look at one of the members of his herd to see if they had any claws, sharp teeth, or other signs of a predator.
This time when he woke up to check on his herd he was greeted by a strange looking sheep as he left his cottage. It stood a few steps away from his door behind a pile of leaves. The supposed sheep flashed his sharp teeth and let out a growl. "Aha! I've spotted you, you filthy predator," Dyenimator said. "Come here!"
Dyenimator charged at the creature in front of him to apprehend it before it could do any more harm to his herd. But as he stepped in the pile of leaves next to it, he felt the ground give way beneath him. He had fallen into a ditch, a trap! He fell a few feet and heard a bone in his leg snap. He looked up above him and saw three pairs of glaring eyes bearing down at him.
Dyenimator was ambushed. He was the Shepherd, the seer.
It is still night.
This time when he woke up to check on his herd he was greeted by a strange looking sheep as he left his cottage. It stood a few steps away from his door behind a pile of leaves. The supposed sheep flashed his sharp teeth and let out a growl. "Aha! I've spotted you, you filthy predator," Dyenimator said. "Come here!"
Dyenimator charged at the creature in front of him to apprehend it before it could do any more harm to his herd. But as he stepped in the pile of leaves next to it, he felt the ground give way beneath him. He had fallen into a ditch, a trap! He fell a few feet and heard a bone in his leg snap. He looked up above him and saw three pairs of glaring eyes bearing down at him.
Dyenimator was ambushed. He was the Shepherd, the seer.
It is still night.
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, 02:16 AM
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, 02:20 AM