<!--QuoteBegin-Snidely+Mar 3 2005, 02:06 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Snidely @ Mar 3 2005, 02:06 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> His previous post didn'tr suggest it, either:
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> right here buddy!
sorry havent been active lately ill try and get on the IRC channel soon<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> i posted that after i got back into town soon after which i realized my parents just bought a new house (which i am helping them move into) kill me off if you wish itll give me more time to help out my parents
as always in the postgame thread you will find i am a honest person
<!--QuoteBegin-Isamil+Mar 4 2005, 12:53 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Isamil @ Mar 4 2005, 12:53 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Pithlits sudden change of heart from "I want to kill you" to "I completly trust you" seems suspicious ... <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> Well, as explained that change was made by a chain of events:
1. I trusted sky from rather the beginning 2. sky says that he and mouse was contacted by the seer -> i trust mouse aswell, because i trust sky 3. mouse says, isamil was contacted by the seer, too -> i trust isamil, because i trust mouse
I apologized for my first vote against you, in wich i was: 1. misinformed, well more like uninformed 2. tried to save Zero, wich i trusted to be human (and wich was now proven human, posthum), you were just the one with the most votes already, so i threw it onto you to get him out of the line, well that was the plan at least.
If you still want to kill me, and don´t feel better after the apology and the explanation, i just wanted to let you know, that of the three i mentioned before i trust you the least, because you are on the end of the chain of events.
Great, all engines to a halt. I just realized i was fooled by my own brain that sky was contacted by the psychic, aswell with mouse and isa (if they were contacted), but that was only **** I misread a quotation for an actual post and in fact sky was never really contacted by the psychic. This renders my whole argument null and void that i/we can trust mouse and isamil. Now im hanging completly in the air again, who to trust.
I'm also voting for Chrono. I find his semi-activeness suspicious.. It's like he's watching the game, and as soon as you mention the inactiveness, he goes "here I am!". I don't have much to go on though. Chrono, if you can prove that you're human, I'll change my vote.
This is too important a vote to let me just to a vote on the basis of fairness. The situation with Isa and Gwahir will have to wait for a moment; this is more important, especially as circumstances point increasingly towards <b>Chrono</b>.
And Pith, thank you for fixing that little mistake about the psychic contacting me. I wanted to mention it myself, but I had hoped you would find the mistake before I had to point it out to you.
<b><span style='font-size:19pt;line-height:100%'>IT IS NOW NIGHT THREE, NO POSTING!!!</b></span>
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"Can we please stop?" <b>Freak83</b> pleaded. "We've been walking for two hours straight, and my leg is <i>killing</i> me!"
"In the Marine Corps, we could march for two hours straight. And no one would complain." <b>Chrono</b>retorted "Through sun, rain, sleet, or snow. No matter what the conditions, we kept moving."
"This isn't the Marine Corps!" <b>Freak83</b> cried, rubbing his leg. "We're not trained soldiers! Besides, I'm walking on a busted leg here, I <i>need</i> to <i>stop</i>."
"Fine. We might as well set up here for tonight if we're going to stop" <b>Chrono</b> said, dropping his pack. "I'll go gather some wood for a fire."
"I'll come with you." <b>Pithlit</b> interjected, springing behind <b>Chrono</b>. "You look like you could use the extra hand"
<i>Not to mention a little supervision.</i>
"Alright." <b>Chrono</b> responded, as he turned towards the forest. "Just try to keep up."
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"So can we agree on what we saw?" <b>Isamil</b> asked, looking around at the others. "Or are you both still torn?"
"How can I not be torn?" <b>Condizzle</b> replied, looking down. "On the one hand, I know what I saw. On the <i>other</i> hand, my mind is telling me what I saw <i>wasn't</i> real. <i>Couldn't</i> have been real."
"Why the hell not?" <b>Hellfire3k</b> shouted, springing to his feet. "You saw what we saw! You were standing right next to me! You <i>saw</i> it kill <b>docchimpey</b>!"
"I know. But-"
"You <i>saw</i> it tear into him! You <i>saw</i> it take his arm and leg with it when it fled! <i>You were standing right there!</i>" <b>Hellfire3k</b> screamed, pointing to where he and <b>Condizzle</b> had been standing the night before.
"Woah! Calm down, <b>Hellfire3k</b>! This doesn't need to dissolve into a screaming match." <b>Isamil</b> pleaded.
<b>Condizzle</b> rose to his feet. "You know why I'm confused, <b>Hellfire3k</b>? Because what I saw can't be real. That's why" he said, now walking away.
"Incredible. Me and <b>lolfighter</b> thought we were the only two people on the island." <b>Gwahir</b> said with a smile.
"How did you find us?"
"I was scouting that ridge over there two nights ago when I spotted your campfire." <b>brute force</b> responded, himself
smiling slightly. "I thought that if we all stick together, we have a better chance of staying alive."
"Makes sense." <b>lolfighter</b> thought out loud. "At the least it'll be nice to have someone new to talk to. Captain Geek over here isn't the greatest conversation piece."
<b>Gwahir</b> snorted. "Atleast me talking about Synapse is more interesting than you talking about your deal with Holden, McNeil, and Bankey."
"Says you." <b>lolfighter</b> retorted. "I'd rather talk about legal mergers and partnership than listen to you drone on and on about how Synapse will change the 'World Communication Network'."
"What's Synapse?" <b>brute force</b> inquired.
"Synapse?" <b>Gwahir</b> replied, wearing a grin. "That's a long story."
<i>It's not a long story. </i>You<i> just take a long time when explaining it.</i>
<b>Gwahir</b> stopped. "What?! <i>Lacey?!</i>"
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<b>Chrono</b> trekked through the forest, <b>Pithlit</b> at his heel. <b>Chrono</b> had served in the Marine Corps for over 15 years before he had retired. He had a long and decorated carrier as a soldier, with tours in Panama, Grenada, Kosovo, and Desert Storm. His retirement had been going on idealy. That is, until he woke up alone, in a forest.
"What a way to retire." he mumbled under his breath.
<i>Dad! He's going to kill you!</i>
"Lacey? Wh-"
But <b>Chrono</b> didn't move fast enough. Before he could turn, Pithlit sank his carpenters knife into <b>Chrono's</b> back. As he fell to the ground, <span style='color:red'>Chrono</span> could swear he could see an etherial figure that resembled his daughter. She stretched out and took his hand.
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I will need PM's from the Guardian (if alive), the Seer (if alive), and any remaining wovles before we advance to Day Three.
<b><span style='font-size:19pt;line-height:100%'>IT IS NOW DAY THREE, POST AWAY!!!</b></span>
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<b>Condizzle</b> whistled. "Amazing. How long d'you suppose this has been here?" he inquired, stepping down the path along the ridge.
"My guess? Atleast 1000 years. <i>Atleast</i>." <b>Isamil</b> conjectured. "Maybe more, who knows? It'd be nice if we had an anthropologist with us."
"From the looks of the place, I'd say it's of celtic origin." <b>Snidely</b> remarked, running his hand across the face of a monolith. "But that's just a guess too."
"What makes you think it's celtic?" <b>Condizzle</b> probed.
"These." <b>Snidely</b> replied, gesturing at the cyclopian monoliths. "These are aligned to true north, south, east and west. As well as to several annual astrological events. The celts were known to make monoliths for this exact purpose, take Stonehenge for example."
"How do you know this?" <b>Isamil</b> asked, more than a little confused. "I thought you said you were an accountant."
"I am." <b>Snidely</b> remarked smugly. "But growing up I wanted to be an archeologist, kinda like Indiana Jones." <i>Hot chicks, kickass hat, and a whip.</i>
"So why didn't you become an archeologist?" <b>Condizzle</b> questioned, grinning.
"Easy." <b>Snidely</b> grinned back. "Accountants make more money." <i>Try doing your own taxes as an archeologist, and you'll see what I'm talking about.</i>
"If you're done, gentlemen, we should head back to the camp." <b>Hellfire3k</b> shouted from the top of the ridge. "We've spent enough time here, and we n-"
"Oh my God!" <b>Snidely</b> yelled. "Guys! Come here! You gotta take a look at this!" <i>Shoulda been an archeologist. After this, I woulda had my name in every scientific journal on the planet.</i>
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"Woah, woah. Calm down. Take it <i>easy</i>." <b>lolfighter</b> said, his hands on <b>Gwahirs</b> shoulders. "Don't go all crazy on me, buddy."
"I'm <i>not</i> crazy, god damnit! Now let me go!" <b>Gwahir</b> screamed, thrashing wildly. "I'm <i>telling</i> you I <i>heard</i> her! I <i>heard</i> her just as clearly as I hear you right now!"
"What the hell is he going on about?" <b>brute force</b> inquired, slightly bewildered and fiddling with his pack. "Does this have something to do with Synapse? Or is he just raving like a madman?"
"Right now? I'm leaning towards <i>madman!</i> Mind helping me out?" <b>lolfighter</b> replied, increasing his hold on <b>Gwahir</b>.
"Hold on, I got something that should do the trick." <b>brute force</b> responded, digging through his pack. "Ah, here we go. Hold him still." he said atlast, lifting his survival knife from his pack.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" <b>Gwahir</b> and <b>lolfighter</b> shouted in tendem, staring at <b>brute force's</b> knife.
"I was just going t-"
<i>Drop it, now.</i>
<b>Brute force</b> froze. "What? But he's dangerous, he could-"
<i>If you so much as </i>scratch<i> my husband, I will reduce your mind to sawdust.</i>
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When <b>Pithlit</b> came to, he found his hands and feet had been bound, and his clothing removed.
"W-what? What's g-going on?" <b>Pithlit</b> asked weakly, barely able to lift his voice above a whisper. "Why am I tied-"
But before he could finish, <b>Sky</b> struck a hard blow across his face, reopening several wounds. "You monster! What did you do to <b>Chrono</b>? What did you do with him?!"
"Aaaaagh! My face! You kicked me in the face!" <b>Pithlit</b> moaned, struggling futily. "Why'd you kick me in the f-"
Before he could finish again, <b>Sky</b> landed a blow to <b>Pithlit's</b> stomach, knocking the wind and a few other things out of him. "Monster! <b>Chrono</b> was our best bet to survive, and you killed him! What'd you do with the body?!"
"What? Body? Who's body?" <b>Pithlit</b> squeeked out, barely able to breath. "I don't know wh-"
But <b>Sky</b> kicked him again, once more to the head. "Don't lie to me! <i>Don't lie to me you god damned monster!</i> Don't-"
"Enough." <b>Freak83</b> interjected. "I can make him talk. Give me his knife."
<b>Sky</b> pulled <b>Pithlit's</b> knife from his belt and tossed it to <b>Freak83</b>. "Anything I can do to help?" he inquired. <i>I should gut you like the pig that you are, and burn your entrails.</i>
"Yeah. Hold him down." <b>Freak83</b> replied, kneeling over <b>Pithlit</b>.
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<b>wonedslackystyle</b> reached the clearing at the end of the woods, the place he hoped to find the source of the smoke the past two nights.
"Oh my God." he whispered aloud. "The others gotta see this!"
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"What is it?" <b>Condizzle</b> inquired, scratching the back of his head.
"I... don't know." <b>Snidely</b> replied, slightly puzzled. "It appears to be a totem dedicated to the worship of wolves, but..."
All around the totem, in circles of varying sizes, human remains covered the area. The totem itself adorned with human bones and artistic carvings.
"Why would the people who... <i>lived</i> here make human sacrifices to wolves?" <b>Isamil</b> inquired, a look of veiled horror now sheeted over his face. "Was it a form of appeasement, or something?"
"I don't think the people who lived here did this, <b>Isamil</b>. I think-"
But before he could finish, <b>Snidely</b> was ripped from the ground and into the powerful jaws of the creature behind him. The others could only watch as it tore his head from the rest of his body, and flung both back at the terrified onlookers before dissapearing into the forest. <span style='color:red'>Snidely</span> was dead.
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It is now Day Three. Day Three will end on March 9th, at 20:00 (8:00 PM).
We've all been confused into silence. <!--emo&::marine::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/marine.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='marine.gif' /><!--endemo-->
<!--QuoteBegin-Mouse+Mar 8 2005, 06:27 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Mouse @ Mar 8 2005, 06:27 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> And once again, it falls to me to start the day.
<b>Pithlit</b> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> Just making a post makes you look very suspicous explain it please. <!--emo&::asrifle::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/asrifle.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='asrifle.gif' /><!--endemo--> <!--emo&::gorge::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/pudgy.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='pudgy.gif' /><!--endemo-->
MouseThe Lighter Side of PessimismJoin Date: 2002-03-02Member: 263Members, NS1 Playtester, Forum Moderators, Squad Five Blue, Reinforced - Shadow, WC 2013 - Shadow
To say I didn't expect to be accused would be a lie. Simply put, the past two days, nothing has happened until I made a vote. Who I am voting for is of no consequence.
<!--QuoteBegin-Hellfire3k+Mar 8 2005, 04:45 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Hellfire3k @ Mar 8 2005, 04:45 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> I vote <b>Renegade</b> for mastermind all of this. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> Pfe. Your puny little mortal mind cannot comprehend my purpose for this. You lack the physical and mental capacities to properly process my true plan!
ByekaName changed from Freak83TorontoJoin Date: 2003-03-13Member: 14484Members, Constellation
Where the poo is everybody? <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
<!--QuoteBegin-FreakEightyThree+Mar 8 2005, 05:44 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (FreakEightyThree @ Mar 8 2005, 05:44 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Where the poo is everybody? <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad-fix.gif' /><!--endemo--> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> I don't know, but I'm in an aweful Smite-ish mood today. I think everyone is too confused to know how to act.
Comments
Pithlit - 3 (Freak83, Mouse, Isamil)
Mouse -2 (Gwahir, Chrono)
Chrono - 2 (Snidely, Pithlit)
Gwahir - 1 (Sky)
Pithlit - 4 (Freak83, Mouse, Isamil, Condizzle)
Mouse -2 (Gwahir, Chrono)
Chrono - 3 (Snidely, Pithlit, Hellfire3k)
Gwahir - 1 (Sky)
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> right here buddy!
sorry havent been active lately ill try and get on the IRC channel soon<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
i posted that after i got back into town soon after which i realized my parents just bought a new house (which i am helping them move into) kill me off if you wish itll give me more time to help out my parents
as always in the postgame thread you will find i am a honest person
Well, as explained that change was made by a chain of events:
1. I trusted sky from rather the beginning
2. sky says that he and mouse was contacted by the seer -> i trust mouse aswell, because i trust sky
3. mouse says, isamil was contacted by the seer, too -> i trust isamil, because i trust mouse
I apologized for my first vote against you, in wich i was:
1. misinformed, well more like uninformed
2. tried to save Zero, wich i trusted to be human (and wich was now proven human, posthum), you were just the one with the most votes already, so i threw it onto you to get him out of the line, well that was the plan at least.
If you still want to kill me, and don´t feel better after the apology and the explanation, i just wanted to let you know, that of the three i mentioned before i trust you the least, because you are on the end of the chain of events.
At least <i>that</i> should make you feel better!
I just realized i was fooled by my own brain that sky was contacted by the psychic, aswell with mouse and isa (if they were contacted), but that was only ****
I misread a quotation for an actual post and in fact sky was never really contacted by the psychic.
This renders my whole argument null and void that i/we can trust mouse and isamil.
Now im hanging completly in the air again, who to trust.
I'm switching to <b>Chrono</b>
And Pith, thank you for fixing that little mistake about the psychic contacting me. I wanted to mention it myself, but I had hoped you would find the mistake before I had to point it out to you.
i vote for myself <b>Chrono</b>
see you all in the postgame thread
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"Can we please stop?" <b>Freak83</b> pleaded. "We've been walking for two hours straight, and my leg is <i>killing</i> me!"
"In the Marine Corps, we could march for two hours straight. And no one would complain." <b>Chrono</b>retorted "Through sun, rain, sleet, or snow. No matter what the conditions, we kept moving."
"This isn't the Marine Corps!" <b>Freak83</b> cried, rubbing his leg. "We're not trained soldiers! Besides, I'm walking on a busted leg here, I <i>need</i> to <i>stop</i>."
"Fine. We might as well set up here for tonight if we're going to stop" <b>Chrono</b> said, dropping his pack. "I'll go gather some wood for a fire."
"I'll come with you." <b>Pithlit</b> interjected, springing behind <b>Chrono</b>. "You look like you could use the extra hand"
<i>Not to mention a little supervision.</i>
"Alright." <b>Chrono</b> responded, as he turned towards the forest. "Just try to keep up."
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"So can we agree on what we saw?" <b>Isamil</b> asked, looking around at the others. "Or are you both still torn?"
"How can I not be torn?" <b>Condizzle</b> replied, looking down. "On the one hand, I know what I saw. On the <i>other</i> hand, my mind is telling me what I saw <i>wasn't</i> real. <i>Couldn't</i> have been real."
"Why the hell not?" <b>Hellfire3k</b> shouted, springing to his feet. "You saw what we saw! You were standing right next to me! You <i>saw</i> it kill <b>docchimpey</b>!"
"I know. But-"
"You <i>saw</i> it tear into him! You <i>saw</i> it take his arm and leg with it when it fled! <i>You were standing right there!</i>" <b>Hellfire3k</b> screamed, pointing to where he and <b>Condizzle</b> had been standing the night before.
"Woah! Calm down, <b>Hellfire3k</b>! This doesn't need to dissolve into a screaming match." <b>Isamil</b> pleaded.
<b>Condizzle</b> rose to his feet. "You know why I'm confused, <b>Hellfire3k</b>? Because what I saw can't be real. That's why" he said, now walking away.
"And why not?" <b>Hellfire3k</b> demanded.
<b>Condizzle</b> turned. "Because werewolves <i>aren't real</i>."
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"Incredible. Me and <b>lolfighter</b> thought we were the only two people on the island." <b>Gwahir</b> said with a smile.
"How did you find us?"
"I was scouting that ridge over there two nights ago when I spotted your campfire." <b>brute force</b> responded, himself
smiling slightly. "I thought that if we all stick together, we have a better chance of staying alive."
"Makes sense." <b>lolfighter</b> thought out loud. "At the least it'll be nice to have someone new to talk to. Captain Geek over here isn't the greatest conversation piece."
<b>Gwahir</b> snorted. "Atleast me talking about Synapse is more interesting than you talking about your deal with Holden, McNeil, and Bankey."
"Says you." <b>lolfighter</b> retorted. "I'd rather talk about legal mergers and partnership than listen to you drone on and on about how Synapse will change the 'World Communication Network'."
"What's Synapse?" <b>brute force</b> inquired.
"Synapse?" <b>Gwahir</b> replied, wearing a grin. "That's a long story."
<i>It's not a long story. </i>You<i> just take a long time when explaining it.</i>
<b>Gwahir</b> stopped. "What?! <i>Lacey?!</i>"
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<b>Chrono</b> trekked through the forest, <b>Pithlit</b> at his heel. <b>Chrono</b> had served in the Marine Corps for over 15 years before he had retired. He had a long and decorated carrier as a soldier, with tours in Panama, Grenada, Kosovo, and Desert Storm. His retirement had been going on idealy. That is, until he woke up alone, in a forest.
"What a way to retire." he mumbled under his breath.
<i>Dad! He's going to kill you!</i>
"Lacey? Wh-"
But <b>Chrono</b> didn't move fast enough. Before he could turn, Pithlit sank his carpenters knife into <b>Chrono's</b> back. As he fell to the ground, <span style='color:red'>Chrono</span> could swear he could see an etherial figure that resembled his daughter. She stretched out and took his hand.
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I will need PM's from the Guardian (if alive), the Seer (if alive), and any remaining wovles before we advance to Day Three.
Players still left in the game:
1. Freak83
2. Gwahir
3. Sky
4. wonedslackystyle
5. Hellfire3k
6. Isamil
7. Snidely
8. lolfighter
9. Mouse
10. brute force
11. Pithlit
12. Condizzle
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<b>Condizzle</b> whistled. "Amazing. How long d'you suppose this has been here?" he inquired, stepping down the path along the ridge.
"My guess? Atleast 1000 years. <i>Atleast</i>." <b>Isamil</b> conjectured. "Maybe more, who knows? It'd be nice if we had an anthropologist with us."
"From the looks of the place, I'd say it's of celtic origin." <b>Snidely</b> remarked, running his hand across the face of a monolith. "But that's just a guess too."
"What makes you think it's celtic?" <b>Condizzle</b> probed.
"These." <b>Snidely</b> replied, gesturing at the cyclopian monoliths. "These are aligned to true north, south, east and west. As well as to several annual astrological events. The celts were known to make monoliths for this exact purpose, take Stonehenge for example."
"How do you know this?" <b>Isamil</b> asked, more than a little confused. "I thought you said you were an accountant."
"I am." <b>Snidely</b> remarked smugly. "But growing up I wanted to be an archeologist, kinda like Indiana Jones." <i>Hot chicks, kickass hat, and a whip.</i>
"So why didn't you become an archeologist?" <b>Condizzle</b> questioned, grinning.
"Easy." <b>Snidely</b> grinned back. "Accountants make more money." <i>Try doing your own taxes as an archeologist, and you'll see what I'm talking about.</i>
"If you're done, gentlemen, we should head back to the camp." <b>Hellfire3k</b> shouted from the top of the ridge. "We've spent enough time here, and we n-"
"Oh my God!" <b>Snidely</b> yelled. "Guys! Come here! You gotta take a look at this!" <i>Shoulda been an archeologist. After this, I woulda had my name in every scientific journal on the planet.</i>
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"Woah, woah. Calm down. Take it <i>easy</i>." <b>lolfighter</b> said, his hands on <b>Gwahirs</b> shoulders. "Don't go all crazy on me, buddy."
"I'm <i>not</i> crazy, god damnit! Now let me go!" <b>Gwahir</b> screamed, thrashing wildly. "I'm <i>telling</i> you I <i>heard</i> her! I <i>heard</i> her just as clearly as I hear you right now!"
"What the hell is he going on about?" <b>brute force</b> inquired, slightly bewildered and fiddling with his pack. "Does this have something to do with Synapse? Or is he just raving like a madman?"
"Right now? I'm leaning towards <i>madman!</i> Mind helping me out?" <b>lolfighter</b> replied, increasing his hold on <b>Gwahir</b>.
"Hold on, I got something that should do the trick." <b>brute force</b> responded, digging through his pack. "Ah, here we go. Hold him still." he said atlast, lifting his survival knife from his pack.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" <b>Gwahir</b> and <b>lolfighter</b> shouted in tendem, staring at <b>brute force's</b> knife.
"I was just going t-"
<i>Drop it, now.</i>
<b>Brute force</b> froze. "What? But he's dangerous, he could-"
<i>If you so much as </i>scratch<i> my husband, I will reduce your mind to sawdust.</i>
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When <b>Pithlit</b> came to, he found his hands and feet had been bound, and his clothing removed.
"W-what? What's g-going on?" <b>Pithlit</b> asked weakly, barely able to lift his voice above a whisper. "Why am I tied-"
But before he could finish, <b>Sky</b> struck a hard blow across his face, reopening several wounds. "You monster! What did you do to <b>Chrono</b>? What did you do with him?!"
"Aaaaagh! My face! You kicked me in the face!" <b>Pithlit</b> moaned, struggling futily. "Why'd you kick me in the f-"
Before he could finish again, <b>Sky</b> landed a blow to <b>Pithlit's</b> stomach, knocking the wind and a few other things out of him. "Monster! <b>Chrono</b> was our best bet to survive, and you killed him! What'd you do with the body?!"
"What? Body? Who's body?" <b>Pithlit</b> squeeked out, barely able to breath. "I don't know wh-"
But <b>Sky</b> kicked him again, once more to the head. "Don't lie to me! <i>Don't lie to me you god damned monster!</i> Don't-"
"Enough." <b>Freak83</b> interjected. "I can make him talk. Give me his knife."
<b>Sky</b> pulled <b>Pithlit's</b> knife from his belt and tossed it to <b>Freak83</b>. "Anything I can do to help?" he inquired. <i>I should gut you like the pig that you are, and burn your entrails.</i>
"Yeah. Hold him down." <b>Freak83</b> replied, kneeling over <b>Pithlit</b>.
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<b>wonedslackystyle</b> reached the clearing at the end of the woods, the place he hoped to find the source of the smoke the past two nights.
"Oh my God." he whispered aloud. "The others gotta see this!"
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"What is it?" <b>Condizzle</b> inquired, scratching the back of his head.
"I... don't know." <b>Snidely</b> replied, slightly puzzled. "It appears to be a totem dedicated to the worship of wolves, but..."
All around the totem, in circles of varying sizes, human remains covered the area. The totem itself adorned with human bones and artistic carvings.
"Why would the people who... <i>lived</i> here make human sacrifices to wolves?" <b>Isamil</b> inquired, a look of veiled horror now sheeted over his face. "Was it a form of appeasement, or something?"
"I don't think the people who lived here did this, <b>Isamil</b>. I think-"
But before he could finish, <b>Snidely</b> was ripped from the ground and into the powerful jaws of the creature behind him. The others could only watch as it tore his head from the rest of his body, and flung both back at the terrified onlookers before dissapearing into the forest. <span style='color:red'>Snidely</span> was dead.
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It is now Day Three. Day Three will end on March 9th, at 20:00 (8:00 PM).
Instalynch is at <b>6</b>.
Players still left in the game:
1. Freak83
2. Gwahir
3. Sky
4. wonedslackystyle
5. Hellfire3k
6. Isamil
7. lolfighter
8. Mouse
9. brute force
10. Pithlit
11. Condizzle
<b>Pithlit</b>
Anyway, I vote <b>Pithlit</b> as well.
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Just making a post makes you look very suspicous explain it please.
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Pfe. Your puny little mortal mind cannot comprehend my purpose for this. You lack the physical and mental capacities to properly process my true plan!
I don't know, but I'm in an aweful Smite-ish mood today. I think everyone is too confused to know how to act.