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Werewolf - Ship at Sea
"As CEO of Silver Bullet Industries, it is my distinct honor to announce that we shall be posting record profits for the 14th straight quarter. Surely whatever it is that we do, we do it best. As I could not pocket hundreds of millions of dollars without piggybacking on the hard work of you all, it is only my pleasure to thank you in a manner which also demonstrates my obscene wealth. In honor of our unparalleled successes we have commandeered this cruise liner and repurposed it as the HMAS Drink Your Ass Off. For the duration of our cruise party, think not of me, Triptanes, as your CEO and rather think of me as your friend. Booze in the back, strippers to all sides; allow us to set sail for Celebration!"
Triptanes walks away from the podium to uproarious applause and silently nods to himself as he shifts into his alter-ego lolzzz_321. You hate his alter ego, but it’s OK - he’ll be gone after tonight.
Viscaro is the only person wearing a name tag as fulksy ate his. Jokes on everyone else as the name tags were printed on sheets of blotter acid.
Kfaess attempts to chat up a nice lady of the evening, but is upstaged by OngBonga who thinks he can teach these strippers a thing or two about poll-dancing. DropTheBanana is unamused. He has no choice but to show OngBonga exactly how is it that beautiful people put themselves through medical school.
Behind the bar, XxStacksxX is whipping up the world’s finest appletinis. Bigred is nearby attempting to roofie every freshly poured glass. Philly and the phantics is pretending not to notice as he cuts in line for seconds.
DanAronG and Roid_Rage sit transfixed by wufwugy as he delivers an impromptu in-depth-tu lecture on daisy pollen’s affect on West African economies in a world of rapid desertification. “…and that is why the world is both headed for a new financial ice age and losing the fight against global warming. Surely it should not be called the butterfly effect; instead the chrysanthemum effect sounds quite right.” "Woah," Roid_Rage forgot he was holding the bong as his mind rested on the shores of a far off land imagining tiny particulates of plant semen changing the world.
Supahaole has already given Ragnar4 a black eye over a simple misunderstanding, or really a mispronunciation. StillDeadMoney is nearby crying, blaming himself for the abbreviated brawl. Through it all, Ragnar4 has only found his original labeling of supahaole to be more accurate than ever.
XTR1000, jackvance, bode, HoopyDude, Donachello, GatorJH, mbiz, and Carroters sit down for a nice game of No Limit Texas Hold ‘em – the Cadillac of Poker, the BMW of cards, the Honda of investments. It was easiest to tell which man was winning by the tint of his sunglasses.
Keith_MM and WillburForce danced to dance the night away.
Everyone was enjoying themselves for Night 1.
ONLY THE SEER HAS ANY ACTIONABLE OPTIONS ON NIGHT 1. THE WEREWOLF'S CHOICE HAS BEEN MYSTERIOUSLY SET. YOU FIND THESE CIRCUMSTANCES TO BE VERY WELL BALANCED.
SEER PM ME WITH YOUR CHOICE
The rules are simple: It’s Classic Werewolf.
The Seer gets 1 lookup every night.
The Angel gets 1 protect every night.
The Vigilante gets 1 bullet every even night starting night 2. He may stockpile his bullets at his leisure. He may fire as many as he has on any given night.
The Werewolves get 1 kill every night, the night 1 kill is a non-player yet to be named except for having basically been named above.
24 bodies on the poop-deck:
XxStacksxX
wufwugy
DanAronG
Viscaro
philly and the phantics
fulksy
kfaess
OngBonga
Roid_Rage
DropTheBanana
supahaole
bigred
Ragnar4
StillDeadMoney
WillburForce
Keith_MM
mbiz
GatorJH
Donachello
HoopyDude
bode
XTR1000
Carroters
Jackvance
16 Villagers
1 Seer
1 Angel
1 Vigilante
5 Werewolves
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