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11-27-2007 , 11:09 PM
It is night.

It is the night of the full moon, but there is no moon visible. The wind is whipping through the tree branches, and the scent of a storm is in the air. A lone stranger standing on the edge of the village feels the conflicting forces converging: the one, expectation and potential, bringing perhaps an occult gift; the other, desolation and ruin, ushering in the were curse.

She strikes flint against steel evoking a spark. Rather than immediately sparking and vanishing, the spark is lofted on the breeze and draws in the waiting energy. It coalesces into the Gift of Sight and drifts toward the village, seeking a worthy candidate.

The stranger watches the spark waft away, and wonders if such a tiny pebble can possibly withstand the mighty stream of evil that has been unleashed. She kneels in the dirt, and, with some difficulty, scrapes up a handful of the clay-rich soil. Biting her lip, she draws a curved knife from her waist. She slices her palm, mixes her blood with the local earth, and waits, carefully forming the mixture into two shapes. One is a simple orb, the other resembles a fang. Only then does she bind her wound with the silken scarf from her hair. At last the first drops that precede the coming storm fall.

She extends her arms, one clay form in each hand, and whispers her question to the elements. Lightning cracks through the cloudy sky, and then, for a moment, time seems to slow. The clouds part and momentarily bathe her in moonlight. The stranger watches as two crystal raindrops fall toward her outstretched palms. She catches them at precisely the same instant, and a faint chime rings through the air, followed by the crash of thunder. The outcome is in doubt. Two fates await the sleeping villagers, so precisely balanced that at this moment, no one may know which is to be.

However, even as the faint howls grow stronger in the distance, our stranger smiles, remembering the hope of that solitary spark. She turns, and meets the quick flash of a claw at her throat.

Waiting on the new seer.

It is still night.
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11-27-2007 , 11:10 PM
It is day.

This morning, there is a strange stillness in the air of Pog Village. Without understanding why, the townspeople find themselves speaking in hushed tones, keeping their children home and quiet, and securing their dwellings, as if preparing for an onslaught. Occasionally, a dog barks or a sheep bleats, and all the residents first jump, then freeze. Even the most obtuse feel the atmosphere, heavy with unspoken fear, weighing down upon them.

First, whispers spread throughout the village. Then, whispers become rumors. Rumors of a young unknown woman, mauled to death. The villagers slowly begin to gather in the marketplace. As the crowd amasses, the quiet muttering grows louder. Neighbors eye each other suspiciously, even as they reach out to one another for comfort and strength. An infant wails in his mother's arms. Finally, the mayor steps forward. Inevitably, the fatal word falls from his lips:

"WEREWOLVES."

At this confirmation, the villagers' fear turns to rage. The crowd quickly becomes an angry mob. Be there one werewolf or many, no one is safe from accusations, and even violence...


Amongst you are 6 villagers, 2 wolves, and 1 seer. There is no majority day 1. Night falls at 9:36 precisely. Votes stamped 9:35 will be tallied, 9:36 will not be tallied.

It is day.
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11-27-2007 , 11:11 PM
omg an O
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11-27-2007 , 11:11 PM
i obviously cant be the seer

also, VR ldo
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11-27-2007 , 11:12 PM
I can't vote!
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11-27-2007 , 11:12 PM
playerlist please VR?
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11-27-2007 , 11:12 PM
player list someone?
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11-27-2007 , 11:12 PM
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I can't vote!
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11-27-2007 , 11:12 PM
DustinG
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11-27-2007 , 11:13 PM
alex jacob
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11-27-2007 , 11:13 PM
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omg voting with no player list

you and alex must be the wolf team!
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11-27-2007 , 11:14 PM
Dustin
AJ
epi
traz
soah
durron
jgunnip
cueball
sightless
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11-27-2007 , 11:14 PM
DustinG
Alex Jacob
Epicurus
traz
soah
durron597
jgunnip
cueballmania
Our House
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11-27-2007 , 11:14 PM
lynch our house
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11-27-2007 , 11:14 PM
Soah I miss the standard AS8 vote.
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11-27-2007 , 11:14 PM
holy writeups
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11-27-2007 , 11:14 PM
ok i guess i won't post a third player list like i was about to
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11-27-2007 , 11:14 PM
that's some serious writing up VR.

sightlss
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11-27-2007 , 11:14 PM
if i had to pick i would vote epi and not soah imo
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11-27-2007 , 11:15 PM
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lynch our house
see what happens with no player list?
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11-27-2007 , 11:15 PM
hmmmmm
cueball seems like a good vote imo
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11-27-2007 , 11:15 PM
nice writeup vr the most i've ever done as a mod is google image "wolf blitzer"
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11-27-2007 , 11:15 PM
sightless
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11-27-2007 , 11:16 PM
Official Player List (in no particular order):

Dustin
AJ
epi
traz
soah
durron
jg
cueball
sightless
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11-27-2007 , 11:16 PM
sightless is kind of reminding me of his wolf game.
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