He's a shy overambitious dog-catcher on the wrong side of the law. She's an orphaned psychic mercenary with the power to bend men's minds. They fight crime!
He's a shy overambitious dog-catcher on the wrong side of the law. She's an orphaned psychic mercenary with the power to bend men's minds. They fight crime!
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lonelyahavaCall me Ahava ~~She/Her~~Move to New ZealandRegistered Userregular
I realize it's about 2 minutes too late, but I just got home 15 minutes ago. If it's not accepted, that's cool, I'll try to keep better on track for the rest of the Phalla.
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lonelyahavaCall me Ahava ~~She/Her~~Move to New ZealandRegistered Userregular
edited December 2012
Treaty of the Confines; Article Two
Insofar as this council agrees and denotes the cruelty of isolating a population of life from it’s food source, the Council of the Newly come herein agrees to provide the Children of the Ancients with the sustenance that they require to survive. No more than two young Newly Come females will be delivered within the confines every year for every two hundred vampires within residence of the Confines. These female Newly Come will be of suitable appearance, youth, and vitality to provide a believable hunt simulation.
--So Signed and Approved by Vincenzo, Vampire of the Children of the Ancients
You were relaxing in a small house just off of a village square. You had made it to this location after a hard fought battle through the woods. There were several of your side dead back there, and you were still not sure where the Newly Come were hiding. But they had managed to take care of quite a few of you.
Taking a deep breath and then drinking from the glass of blood that you’d been handed, apparently your thirst would get better, though you didn’t believe them, you looked up at the lone female with you. Ilona. She was tall, her hair, skin, and clothing were solid white, she could be the most terrifying thing when she was angry and fighting. And she had no interest in talking to you. Or even looking at you.
Donovan caught you watching her movements and he shook his head and laughed. “Don’t even think it, Kid. She’d eat your insides before you even got close. A Banshee, a vampire’s victim. Which makes you have no chance. Rest up, there’s more tomorrow. “
You stared at Ilona, the banshee, a bit longer, she turned to you, her eyes glazed over, and she opened her mouth, the scream was piercing into your mind for the briefest second. And then there was nothing but blackness.
You had been holed up within the house for another day, and the blood supply was almost gone, but your thirst had not yet been sated. Ilona had not looked or spoken to you since last night, and for that much you were grateful. You doubted that you could handle another talking to from her. The scream last night had knocked you out. The bizarre thing was what happened afterwards.
You had been carried by the others upstairs and while unconscious, Ilona spoke to you in your mind. She told you of her childhood in a small Hungarian village. She told you of how happy she had been, she was going to marry a young man that she loved. On her wedding night, however, the strangers came into the village. She was torn from her new husband’s arms as he was killed on the spot. Ilona could not remember everything that was said, but there were explanations about the Treaty, and it being fulfilled, and how she was the only eligible choice in the area. Ilona was strapped to a horse and carried off, the screams of her family and friends filled her ears as they were killed. Leave no witnesses behind, that was the way of the Watchers. Ilona had been released into the Confines not long after that, her body bruised and her lip bloodied. She tried to run after those who had left her here, but they had vanished, as if hidden behind something. She stumbled and looked around. And soon, she was surrounded. Not by trees, but by creatures. Men, they appeared to be.
She did not describe what happened next, but your mind did not need the help. They had been vampires, like yourself, and they had fed on her. Slowly. Sip by sip. Bite by bite. Her screams had done nothing to stop them, nothing to protect her. Her body was used over and over and over again as a source of pleasure and sustenance for them. Until there was nothing left in her to taste. And she was left there, on the ground in the woods, her voice still working as she screamed out her anger, rage, and revenge. You could feel those screams that fed the night, and according to the Law of the Ancients, she fought so hard to continue living, she was given that chance. And now, her screams that did not save her from death, have become her only weapon.
He's a shy overambitious dog-catcher on the wrong side of the law. She's an orphaned psychic mercenary with the power to bend men's minds. They fight crime!
Poor Infidel. I was looking forward to actually playing a game with him.
Now I am sad.
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"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to give into it." - Oscar Wilde
"We believe in the people and their 'wisdom' as if there was some special secret entrance to knowledge that barred to anyone who had ever learned anything." - Friedrich Nietzsche
An effort to raise suspicion on someone commenting on the suspicion of withdrawing suspiciously? The most suspicious!
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Sir FabulousMalevolent Squid GodRegistered Userregular
edited January 2011
Trying to derail the villages thought process by posting your suspicions of someone because they believed someone should be looked at in sceptical manner because that person in turn was rather wary of the person withdrawing from the game?
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Orange Coke ain't half bad!
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I was going to comment about burger joints, but I've been down that dark road before and I know it can get ugly. Nom away. Nom Nom.
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I realize it's about 2 minutes too late, but I just got home 15 minutes ago. If it's not accepted, that's cool, I'll try to keep better on track for the rest of the Phalla.
Insofar as this council agrees and denotes the cruelty of isolating a population of life from it’s food source, the Council of the Newly come herein agrees to provide the Children of the Ancients with the sustenance that they require to survive. No more than two young Newly Come females will be delivered within the confines every year for every two hundred vampires within residence of the Confines. These female Newly Come will be of suitable appearance, youth, and vitality to provide a believable hunt simulation.
--So Signed and Approved by Vincenzo, Vampire of the Children of the Ancients
You were relaxing in a small house just off of a village square. You had made it to this location after a hard fought battle through the woods. There were several of your side dead back there, and you were still not sure where the Newly Come were hiding. But they had managed to take care of quite a few of you.
Taking a deep breath and then drinking from the glass of blood that you’d been handed, apparently your thirst would get better, though you didn’t believe them, you looked up at the lone female with you. Ilona. She was tall, her hair, skin, and clothing were solid white, she could be the most terrifying thing when she was angry and fighting. And she had no interest in talking to you. Or even looking at you.
Donovan caught you watching her movements and he shook his head and laughed. “Don’t even think it, Kid. She’d eat your insides before you even got close. A Banshee, a vampire’s victim. Which makes you have no chance. Rest up, there’s more tomorrow. “
You stared at Ilona, the banshee, a bit longer, she turned to you, her eyes glazed over, and she opened her mouth, the scream was piercing into your mind for the briefest second. And then there was nothing but blackness.
You had been holed up within the house for another day, and the blood supply was almost gone, but your thirst had not yet been sated. Ilona had not looked or spoken to you since last night, and for that much you were grateful. You doubted that you could handle another talking to from her. The scream last night had knocked you out. The bizarre thing was what happened afterwards.
You had been carried by the others upstairs and while unconscious, Ilona spoke to you in your mind. She told you of her childhood in a small Hungarian village. She told you of how happy she had been, she was going to marry a young man that she loved. On her wedding night, however, the strangers came into the village. She was torn from her new husband’s arms as he was killed on the spot. Ilona could not remember everything that was said, but there were explanations about the Treaty, and it being fulfilled, and how she was the only eligible choice in the area. Ilona was strapped to a horse and carried off, the screams of her family and friends filled her ears as they were killed. Leave no witnesses behind, that was the way of the Watchers. Ilona had been released into the Confines not long after that, her body bruised and her lip bloodied. She tried to run after those who had left her here, but they had vanished, as if hidden behind something. She stumbled and looked around. And soon, she was surrounded. Not by trees, but by creatures. Men, they appeared to be.
She did not describe what happened next, but your mind did not need the help. They had been vampires, like yourself, and they had fed on her. Slowly. Sip by sip. Bite by bite. Her screams had done nothing to stop them, nothing to protect her. Her body was used over and over and over again as a source of pleasure and sustenance for them. Until there was nothing left in her to taste. And she was left there, on the ground in the woods, her voice still working as she screamed out her anger, rage, and revenge. You could feel those screams that fed the night, and according to the Law of the Ancients, she fought so hard to continue living, she was given that chance. And now, her screams that did not save her from death, have become her only weapon.
Results:
Dunadan- Banshee
Spoit- Werewolf
Infidel- Demon
Void Slayer- Vampire
Ringo- Vampire
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I...
...blame...
...AHAVA!
oooooooOOOOOOOOOooooooo
Day Two Starts now.
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Lotta kills for a vanilla game
oooOOOooo
Why kill the ignorant?
oOOooOoooOOOOOO
Now I am sad.
"We believe in the people and their 'wisdom' as if there was some special secret entrance to knowledge that barred to anyone who had ever learned anything." - Friedrich Nietzsche
Zithra Melitch in Star Wars: An Empire's End
Jellica in In the Shadow of Zeus
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Query: Does this obfuscation help or harm us?
3DS FCode: 1993-7512-8991
Really Ahava? Nothing on how anyone died? We didn't see claw marks or crossbow bolts in some of the bodies?
I'm sure there's a justification somewhere.
I'm probably not going to pay attention to phalla for a short while
Withdrawing from the game? suspicious.
Commenting on withdrawing from the game? suspicious.
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Double Suspicious.
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Of course! You would know this if you were village .
skarsol
“If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.” - Mark Twain
Kellie
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Sssshhhh, I was trying to make them think we're smarter than we are.
“If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.” - Mark Twain
Reasoning: Unnecessary.
3DS FCode: 1993-7512-8991
Proof?
Till then Kellie
Suspicious.
Cynic Jester?
Old grudge.
And the chaos
And the chaos
Steam