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betrayed
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Nilfheim stirs and puts his head under his wing....
EVEN THE PARALYZED ARE LOUD IN HERE TONIGHT |
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*through the haze of his paralysis, he realizes it is nearly dawn*
The Venoc Warlord would appear to lie perpetually and peacefully asleep amidst his rocks were it not for the occasional spasms and the agonized look in his eyes. He wonders who will be the next to join him and the rest of those who have been mercilesslt attacked in their sleep. Nothing to do but wait and see...but he senses that he will not be waiting long... ...MASQUERADE Registration Now Underway... (Click for Details) [Don't have "permission"? ...Click Here to give yourself access...] |
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The Sgt. sleeps soundly this night with only the nightmares of the faceless shackled walking within the cave. He hopes to wake from this dream... soon.
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Jotun looks around, but apparently dawn comes late this day, he once again closes his eyes hoping he has the opportunity to open them once again in the morning light ...
Just because you're offended, it doesn't make you right.
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Initialize Deep Sleep Sequence - Error:Opening Help Menu -
Help Menu Opened:Enter Help Topic - Accessing Deep Sleep Sequence - Topic Not Found - Error In Help Files - Corrupt System Files Detected - Action: Wipe Bad Sector Files - Files Erased - Reformat Bad Sectors - Accessing Formatting Software - Accessed - Initializing Reformat Sequence - Time Remaining:10 Seconds - 9 - 8 - 7 - 6 - 5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - 1 - Initialize New Sector Scanner - Initialized - Command:Scan New Sector - New Sector Scan Complete:New Sector 100% Funtional - Gathering Replacement Files - Fixing Help Sector - Complete |
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Jotun agains slips from sleep yet again to find the all encompassing darkness surrounding him. The chill slides a shiver down his spine wishing he had more than simply his Ripped Pants of Awesomeness to cover him!
Just because you're offended, it doesn't make you right.
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Weel, judgin' frae whit we can see ay th' lift ben those holes in th' rock, it main be rainin' it. Ahm sure glad Ah was smart enaw tae bide indoors the-day!
*The Scotsman laughs at his own joke, but quickly the mirth fades and he begins preparing some ungodly traditional food for an early breakfast.* |
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DAY 8 - Another Warrior Silenced...
ZZZZZZ (Snort) ZZZZZZ
ZZZZZZ (Snort) ZZZZZZ ZZZZZZ (Grunt-Snort) ZZZZZZ ---The eighth night in the cave drags on, as if it will never come to an end, with only Jotun's snoring to mark the passing of the interminable hours. Many of the trapped Warriors have grown accustomed to the steady white noise from the sleeping Giant, subconsciously drawing comfort from the knowledge that as long as they are aware of his rumblings, they themselves have not yet been paralyzed. And so, the minutes creep agonizingly by... ZZZZZZ (Snort) ZZZZZZ ZZZZZZ (Snort) ZZZZZZ ZZ... (Snort)... (Puff-Choke)... (GASP)... "Muk-Heeeeeeedzzzzz!!!!!" ...(WHAAAAAAAACCKK!!!) ...[silence]... As Jotun's bellowing wail comes to an abrupt end, Warriors leap up from their resting places and dash toward the Giant, hastily igniting makeshift whiskey-fueled torches. Squinting eyes slowly take in the picture painted for them by the flickering torchlight. The large rock that has served for a week as Jotun's pillow has been cleaved neatly in two, with Jotun's watermelon-sized head now resting on the cave floor between the broken halves. His arms are eeirily folded across his chest in an almost funerial pose, but it is the look of horror locked into his wide-eyed upward stare that truely completes the greusome scene. Several of the assembled onlookers are actually shocked into quick gasps or small startled jumps themselves when noises suddenly and inexplicably resume from the Paralyzed hero... (SNORT!) ...ZZZZZZ ZZZZZZ (Snort) ZZZZZZ ZZZZZZ (Grunt-Snort) ZZZZZZ ZZZZZZ (Snort) ZZZZZZ... Whether the blow to the ground has knocked the Giant unconscious, or he has simply slipped back into an ignorantly peaceful slumber, the Warriors cannot tell. But in either case, it is painfully obvious to the remaining Warriors that Jotun will not be rising with them come the dawn. Jotun will toss no 'rok-rokz' today, for the burden of escape has fallen onto the shoulders of the 'tok-tokz' now...--- Jotun has been Paralyzed by the Mindshackled during the night. Malechi may no longer VOTE during the DAY, and may no longer fill his 'special role' at night if he is a Mindshackled or the Visionary. However, Paralyzed players are still strongly encouraged to continue to participate in the game and help their teammates win this struggle! For role-playing purposes, Paralyzed characters may not move about the cave or take any physical actions (other than twitch and convulse uncontrolably). Paralyzed players, however, may still POST anything they wish (in this thread or via PMs) and continue to be an active part of the discussion. In theory, Paralyzed players are enfeebled and delirious, but the extent of their dementia is up to each individual player, and any coherent bits of speech that work their way out in between bouts of nonsensical gibberish is still plenty good enough to communicate with the other players... It is now DAY8 in the CRIMSON CAVE until Tuesday. Discussion may occur in THIS THREAD or via Private Messaging. Players may make, debate, and alter any verbal accusations they wish, but individuals must submit their final votes in RED BOLDED ALL-CAPS in this thread by 11:00PM (CST) Tuesday, Oct 10, or their vote will be decided randomly for them by me. Final votes may not be altered once cast. The following players are in the cave. Active players are eligible to vote, but Paralyzed players are not:
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Our gentle giant hath fallen victim to the accursed shackled. Another ally in our search for truth hath been lost. I am filled with sorrow at his fall.[
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Jotun was apparently too clever for his own good. Now there's an anomalous sentence! There is a prolonged and ominous growl, much more thunderous than anything yet heard in the cave. As Jotun becomes fully aware of the doom that awaited him on this morning. His form will not rise as on previous morns. Without the muscles to move, Jotun is thoroughly convinced of one thing ...
... His Ripped Pants of Awesomeness are not quite enough to keep the chill from his very large bones in this cave of dread. Ghhhhhuuuaaarrrrr *uk* rrrsssshhh! A spasm wracks Jotun's sizeable form, which shatters the rocks near his enlarged feet. Moving Jotun to the rear of the cave with the remainder of the fallen may be a slight problem ... Just because you're offended, it doesn't make you right.
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#948
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Nae! Hoo coods thes happen? Hoo coods sic' a hin' befaa th' wearer ay th' Ripped Keks ay Awesomeness!! We ur surely doomed!
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