The Werewolf Game - Season Three - Round Two Begins

[KichouSoodo]

Welcome To The Werewolf Game - Season Three

How to Play:
All of you players are villagers, living quite comfortably in a village, until suddenly, somebody gets killed in the night. The culprit: a werewolf, one of the villagers. Each night the werewolf eats one more villager and in response each day the villagers volunteer one of their own to be killed in an effort to weed out the werewolf. Most of the time, they guess wrong, but you never know. One of the villagers is also a Seer, who can tell whether each villager is a human or really the werewolf. Their powers are limited, however, and they can only do this for one villager each day.

So, as I said, there is a werewolf. This is one of the villagers, no one knows who (chosen by a drawing from the Scrying Pool of Fate) and this player eats a villager each night. Before this, though, the villagers get a chance at killing the werewolf. Each player can vote in the hours between my posts and they are to post who they vote for on the board. Feel free to chat on the board, but please don’t overload it, and make sure you put who you vote for in Bold. Also, since you can't vote for several people, only put one name in bold. Feel free to persuade others to vote for the same person as you, and not to vote for you. You can change your vote, as long as it is before the start of the next day. Just make sure to put your answer in bold, and to make it clear you're changing your vote, and who you're changing your vote from.

Those who have been eaten by the werewolf or killed by the villagers are still allowed to participate, express their opinions and vote; however they cannot be voted for, seeing as they are innocent. The game ends when the Werewolf is caught, or the Werewolf eats/villagers kill everyone.

Special Draw Rule:
In the case of a draw, no one is killed by the players, but the werewolf still gets to eat someone.

Rules for the Werewolf:
The Werewolf will be chosen by the Scrying Pool of Fate (i.e. random.org), so please don’t badger me about being the Werewolf. Now, the Werewolf is exactly like all the other villagers; (apparently) terrified of being eaten, voting for who they (want people to think they) think is the werewolf and denying their guilt. There is one difference however; every night they eat someone. To eat someone, simply PM me before those 24 hours pass who you think looks rather tasty and you’d rather fancy having a bite of. Of course you can’t tell anyone that you’re the wolf, but feel free to turn the villagers against each other while you sit back and admire your vile plan. Muahahaha!

To avoid confusions, put the name of your next snack in bold.

Depending on the number of participants, there can be up to THREE werewolves. Two know each other and can communicate via PMs. The other one does not know who the pair is, nor do the pair know who s/he is. The pair can also vote for each other if they want, though that is not recommended. Of course, neither of the pair are allowed to reveal who the other werewolf is.

If a werewolf gets killed he/she is still allowed to vote.

If a wolf does not PM the host within one week, the host will choose who is eaten via random.org. If a wolf knows they will not be on Chicken Smoothie for a few days, then said wolf must PM the host saying they will not be on for said amount of time. If the wolf is not sure exactly when they will be back, then the wolf must say in the said PM they are not sure of the exact date they will be back, but it will be within day X and day Y.

Rules for the Seer:
The Seer will also be chosen by the Scrying Pool of Fate, but unlike the werewolf you don’t get to eat anyone. However you do get to PM me the name of one member. I’ll then PM you back telling you if this tiny [yes, tiny] villager is in fact a monstrous and hungry werewolf. Or not. Watch out though; you can still be eaten and/or killed by the villagers just as easily as everyone else! You cannot tell anyone or otherwise imply that you are the Seer; you must rely on your powers of persuasion to let people know who is innocent or guilty. Implying that you are the Seer includes such things as, “Hey everyone, you should vote for –insertnamehere- because I know that he/she is the werewolf, ‘cause [insert host here] told me so in a PM”. Also, no one else may say they are the Seer to try and stay alive. After the Seer is dead, they can still vote, but can't ask me if someone is the werewolf.

Again, to avoid confusions, put the name of the person you want to investigate in bold.

Depending on the number of participants, there can be up to TWO seers, but they don't know each other.

Rules for the Healer:
The Healer will also be chosen by Random.org, but unlike the Wolf or the Seer you will have only 5 successful times to treat someone. You may PM me the name of one townsfolk you want to protect that day. The Healer's role is a night role and as such they cannot protect the lynchee, only someone who could be killed during the night when the Werewolf strikes. You can still be killed just as easily by the mob or Werewolf as any other townsfolk. You cannot imply that you are the Healer. Implying that you are the Healer includes such things as, "Anyone need to be protected I [insert name here] will protect you from the Werewolf." Also, no one else may say that they are the Healer to try to stay alive. After the Healer is dead, they may still vote, just like any other villager.

To avoid confusion put who you want to protect in bold.

For this game there will be ONE Healer.

Inactivity:
If you have not logged in for 5 real life days you will be killed (and not by the werewolf or by voting). If the inactive player is the werewolf and there's only one the game ends and the next host is chosen.

[KichouSoodo]

Players And Points System

Not accepting any more players...

1. Ay4u
2. Wingforce - Eaten
3. Jezi
4. Riverspell
5. MariaShade
6. Sky Dragon
7. The Owl
8. FeFe4Ever
9. Night Freak
10. Kattata
11. Spekke
12. LoZeldaFan
13. dasy6798 - Eaten
14. SilentEcho
15. Milah
16. Cynder-
17. Dullahan

Point System:
To determine the next host we follow a points system. If the wolf (or wolves) win they get first dibs on hosting. If the villagers win the survivors get first dibs. If either does not want to host, then the pickings go on from highest amount of points to the least.

Voting for the right person (given for each day) - 2 points
Surviving a round/day (given for each day) - 2 points
Surviving a draw round - 1 point
Identifying Werewolf (Seer) - 2 points
Protecting A Villager from the Wolf (Healer) - 2 Points
Eating Seer or Healer (Werewolf) - 2 points
Not being voted for in an entire round/day - 2 points
Surviving - 3 points

[KichouSoodo]

Round Zero

In the boat on the way to the new village the small silver fox was doubled over in pain. Her shoulder was bleeding heavily where the wolf had managed to bite her, just before the ghosts backed her and Ay. The fox was turned away from her friend, licking her wound furiously. She was hoping that it didn't carry the curse that infected all Lycans. But it felt WRONG. So very wrong... She could remember her first village in this part of the world. This was the same type of feeling she had back then. Was she going to change? No, it couldn't happen. Not just after getting away from all of the carnage the wolves left in their wake. She huddled up even farther away from her boat mates. The fox would not hurt them. No, she would lead a normal life. She would get past the curse. The curse couldn't touch her. Not now, no not now. It would pass. It had to, or another village would be doomed...

Round One

Can be found Here.

Word count:
1,348

As the boat reached the new village of Otsoa Kichou got more and increasingly agitated. Every time Ay4u came close to try and comfort her she snarled. No one was to come anywhere near her. Especially her friends, she didn’t want to hurt anyone. When the boat reached shore Kichou threw herself out of it and headed toward the healer in the village. She was told what to do, but still felt apprehensive. For months the small fox was not heard from. The villagers were worried about her, but none were brave enough to go looking for her except three.

Two of them left the village one way, and the other left the opposite. Neither the loner nor the pair knew that there were other searchers in the woods that they traveled through. When the searchers heard the howl in the night they shivered, but none of them was going to turn back.

In the village three others heard the howl. Two of them knew exactly what it was and attempted to divine the source to see if it did indeed come from the one they thought. The results frightened them. From what they had gathered they knew that the village would fall prey to the wolves again.

The third villager was also frightened by the howls, but they decided to go about a different way of preparation. A garden was planted outside of the house of the healer. It grew mostly wolfsbane, but a great deal of other herbs were grown there as well.

Outside the village the lone villager had spotted a shadow in the woods. It was just about the size of a grey fox and by the looks of it the same color. “Kichou,” the villager asked just before the shadow lunged. Sharp teeth sank into the villager’s left leg as the villager blacked out. The fox slunk back into the woods proper.

The other two villagers were still searching. They had seen nothing at all resembling the small fox before the shadow of a grey fox loomed in front of them. One of the villagers turned to flee as they realized what was happening but the fox lunged at them. A swift bite to the shoulder and the villager was out cold. The fox turned to the other villager but then seemed to change its mind. It fled back into the safety of the trees.

Later on in the night two more howls were heard and a loud scream sounded as teeth met flesh. And yet again in the night a howl was heard by the villagers. This one seemed more mournful and pained then the two before it.

For some time no one would go near the woods as howls would be heard at all intervals of the night. One was much louder and a good deal more mournful then the rest. It was that of the young fox, who knew she had created more monsters. She also knew that yet another had been created that night.

Some time passed and there was no word from the three villagers who had gone searching for the missing fox. People forgot about them entirely and so when the villagers counted their number and found three extra they thought nothing of it. But no one forgot about Kichou. Although no one actively looked for her either as the bridge to the town had been washed away in a flood and howls were constantly heard in the woods. And not a single villager could say for sure where Kichou had gone.

That is until the fox turned up again in the town.

She visited every single villager in the morning and stopped to leave a single red rose on every villager's doorstep just before nightfall. During the night the howls were heard again, this time within the village itself. Two villagers woke up in a cold sweat and remembered their vision from years ago. But they dismissed it as merely a nightmare and quickly fell back to sleep.

The other who knew Kichou's condition had found a yellow rose in their garden that evening. She had left the friendship rose in thanks for the healer attempting to help her when she found that she had the curse. The thank you didn't go unnoticed. That night every house had a sprig of wolfsbane left on the doorstep. Her friend knew what she was asking with the rose. Kichou didn't want any more of her friends harmed because of her actions.

But the precaution would not be able to save the fox. She had strayed way to far from the boundaries of her territory. The same forest that she had thrown the other three out of had become her home. And now she was too far away from her den.

During the night a second howl was heard followed by the sound of glass breaking. The form of a wolf would be seen by anyone who looked out of their windows at this point in time. But no one did. The whole village was asleep save for the wolf and the grey form heading for the woods. Two more howls echoed the first, followed by a second and third sound of breaking glass. The grey shadow stopped in its tracks as two forms loomed in front of it. Turning to run, the shadow which could now easily be determined as a fox, found that she was surrounded.

"WHAT are YOU doing HERE?" The first snarled.

"YOU don't BELONG," Their sibling wolf added.

"Why stick YOUR nose in OUR affairs. It's bad enough I have to deal with the TWO OF THEM," the other blocking the way all but howled.

The fox chose not to respond. She knew exactly who they were and she also knew that nothing she would say would make any difference. It didn't matter what she did or how calmly she tried to explain, They had found her outside her own territory and they wanted revenge for what she had put them through. She honestly couldn't blame them either. If it was her in the same predicament, she might have done the same.

She looked from one wolf to the next and saw that they felt there was no going back. With a jolt the silver fox realized she had to make a decision and quickly. Run and hope she could make it back to the safety of her forest or stay and fight for her right to live in the village.

Running was easier. The fox crouched down and sprang up above the wolves’ heads and began running. Only to find that she was running in the wrong direction. She turned quickly around to find herself face to face with the lone wolf. The fox could tell the difference easily, though no seer or healer or villager would know the difference. It was something in the eyes, or was it the fur? Either way she knew. She looked behind her and was unsurprised to find that the other two had joined the first.

"Lost your way miss fox? It ends here." The three wolves circled around the fox. Kichou snapped at them every time a muzzle got too close to her. She was following their movements very carefully looking warily for any opening between them that she might be able to run through.

But it couldn't last. She was facing overwhelming odds. In the end she fainted from overexerting herself. With a single nip to the neck the fight was done. The fox never knew which wolf it was, and so it cannot be told.

In the morning Wingforce, Maria, and Cynder found her battered body in the center of the village. The wound on her neck told all what had happened. She was still in between forms, caught always as a silver furred gray fox. Every doorstep had been stripped of the wolfsbane. All that was left was the red roses that Kichou had attempted to warn them with before her untimely death.

It was quite clear that Kichou had been a Lycan.


Highlights:

Kichou was killed.
The hunt for the three Werewolves has begun.


Round Two

Can be found Here.

Word count:
850

There was chaos in the village upon finding Kichou’s body in the state it was in. No one was willing to point fingers, until Maria piped up with a vote on who to kill. Her voice was the one that startled the rest into beginning to vote. No one expected her, the most caring villager to want to hurt anyone, but as she had said herself, it was time for action. If they didn’t act then more villagers would fall prey to the wolves.

So the villagers ganged up on Cynder, a girl that seemed suspicious in their eyes. But the girl with the dragon tail had a surprise defender. One of the two half-cats was nearly certain that Cynder was innocent. She, Milah, also was suspicious in the villagers eyes and wasn’t able to save Cynder. So in the end she voted for herself. That resulted in a tie.

After that display the shocked villagers headed off to bed, unable to decide which was more suspicious; the half-cat, hell-bent on saving the dragon girl, or the dragon girl herself?

All except Dasy6798, who simply couldn’t sleep, and Otsoa‘s guardians. One by one the guardians found themselves falling asleep while they were supposed to be patrolling. But the lone villager still could not sleep.

Dasy was perched up on the voting board when she heard an odd sound behind her. The little cat dismissed it as nothing and headed off toward her home finally tired enough to sleep. But she would not make it home. As she padded off toward her home she heard the noises grow stronger and more discernable. She flexed her claws and turned to face the one that was following her. The cat froze, looking very much like an ice sculpture, as she was met with the face of a wolf.

All that was left of the cat in the morning were a few bones. The wolf left no message.


During the night Wingforce awoke to a single howl. With a start she jumped out of bed and grabbed her trusty sword. She looked cautiously out her window, but nothing was out there, not even the guardians. Wondering about this she slowly made her way out of the house. When she was about five feet away from the house she heard a faint ‘click’ sound and then felt more then saw her house go up in flames.

Furious, she looked around for the one who had caused her to lose her home. “You won’t be needing that place anymore,” a voice whispered. She turned in the direction of the voice but could not see the source of it. Then from the opposite direction she heard, “No, none of you villagers will be needing your homes. You won’t live long enough.”

Wing knew she should be scared, she was pretty much surrounded, but she wasn’t scared. She was furious, she had spent a lot of time making that place what it was, and now it was up in flames behind her. Those wolves would PAY for what they did. She’d make sure of it, even if she died.

The wolves themselves were quite amused by Wing’s attitude. They didn’t get prey like her very often. So they were quite content to let her TRY to get revenge. From each side a large grey shape emerged. They had been hidden in the shadows waiting for the right time to strike.

Wing looked from one wolf to the next a scowl on her face. If she was going to die she was going to at least HURT one of them first. She charged at the smaller of the two, sword drawn. The wolf stepped out of the way, but not without being nicked in the paw. It howled in pain, for any animal’s paws are very tender.

A triumphant smile crossed Wings face for a moment before her face settled back into a very angry look. One of the wolves laughed as they danced out of the way of her blade again.

“You’re bound to get tired eventually little villager,” the wolf snarled, amusement plainly evident in its voice.

Wing slashed at the wolves paws angrily at that remark. The sword made contact again, but stuck quite firmly. She backed quickly away, not realizing that her battle had taken her right back to her front door. Those few steps sent her right into the flames.

She tried to run away from the building, but he wolf ripped the sword out of its paw and stuck it through her chest.

Sometime during the night the flames died out.



The next morning a scream can be heard throughout the whole village. Racing to see what is wrong they find Milah staring at the remains of Wingforce.

Her own sword is still stuck through her body and as her house didn’t burn down completely they can see that her lower half has been eaten off. And her upper half is slightly charred.

The words:

We saved some of the barbequed cat for you.

Have been written in blood next to her body.

Highlights:

NO ONE was lynched.
Dasy6798 and Wingforce were eaten.

The wolves still roam free.

Disclaimer:
No animals were harmed in the making of this post.

[ay4u]

I'm playing

[wingforce]

*Enters with an amazing amout of noise and chaos* IM JOINING!

[ay4u]

wing? since when were you on here? *looks at joining date*

[wingforce]

Long time, actually. Just never been on the forums until i got word of the CS werewolf game XD

[Jezi]

*jumps in*
Can't wait to get started again :3

[KichouSoodo]

*Enters with an amazing amount of noise and chaos* IM JOINING!

I've been watching you lurking on CS... Was hoping you would join...

Also everyone up to Wingedstar has been added...

[Riverspell]

I shall try again. No more lynching. XD