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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 21, 2009 0:13:14 GMT -5
The sun seemed to creep more tentatively into the sky, clouds and low lying mists obscuring its light. Dark figures seemed to be slinking through the mist, though when focused upon, they faded out of view.
The townspeople were fairly surprised to not have any gore to deal with this day, after the carnage of the past twenty four hours.
However, it was not to last.
Upon gathering, they noticed that one of their number could not be found, and quickly took a head count. Besides having to recount when they remembered that two long-important members of their village were no longer of the living, they soon came to the conclusion that somebody was missing.
They quickly scoured the homes and businesses, failing to turn up the missing of their number. It was then that an individual mentioned that they had last seen the missing party in the park around dusk.
Quickly scrambling to the town's expansive park, the group came upon the lost neighbor. She was lashed to a small tree with a few coils of rope, her arms bound. In her mouth, like a gag, was a large green seed.
"Let's get that-" The samaritan was cut off by a faint crackling. The seed began to glow, arcs of light sparking from it and drawing back inwards.
"GET DOWN!"
The townspeople fell flat as the seed exploded in a series of teal waves, sending bits of shrapnel and head flying in everywhich direction.
"Alas, we hardly knew her..." The host muttered, walking around the site and inspecting the damage. "But, she's lost her head-" FLEETWOLF IS DEAD!
Day 2 has begun! Begin your accusations and votings!
Remember, Bonus EP to great Accusations! Day 2 ends on Midnight, Saturday evening.
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Post by hermes on Aug 21, 2009 2:56:51 GMT -5
Prime looked around the scene warily, and picked up one of the chunks of Fleetwood that'd mussed up the ground. "You know, I'd like to accuse Kuroboom, because he's in the military... But he's a mechanic, he doesn't have access to explosives, much less the knowledge to make them..." Prime trailed off, and looked carefully at those arranged before him.
"The only one clever enough, flippant enough, and mocking enough, the blow someone up in front of the whole town. To RIG everything exactly like that..." Prime said, stopping in front of that most devious camel. "IS YOU! POHATUFAN1!!!!!"
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Post by Kuroboom on Aug 21, 2009 5:48:13 GMT -5
"It couldn't have been me. That attack seemed to be Seed Bomb, one that I can't learn. Not even one of my type can learn it," replied Kuroboom. "However, I really don't think it was Pohatu. He's been, as far as I can tell, very upfront and honest with me when we discussed the events that occurred. I honestly think he's innocent."
Kuro kicked a bit of brain off of his shoe before continuing, "I would like to draw attention to Rupert though. Loogs wasn't in town at all when Blood died that we know of and I don't know about you, but I haven't seen Rupert at all either. It's like they're hiding so they can feign innocence later. I think we should hunt him down and make him spill his guts (figuratively or literally)."
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 22, 2009 12:38:27 GMT -5
Shadow was carefully examining the remains of his poor fellow wolf. "The attack wasn't seed bomb," Shadow cut in. "We all saw a seed exploding in a series of teal waves. The only attack that goes by that description is seed flare, however, the is something strange about this," Shadow said as he stood up from examining Fleet's remains. Upon saying that, he bent down and picked up a few pieces of Fleet's flesh and brain, and continued talking, "I have seen the effect that Seed Flare has when blowing things up, but... This is not the right pattern. The way seed flare works, is that since it's releasing a lot of energy, the effect is much like an explosion. HOWEVER. Since the energy is quite concentrated, rather than being released in a huge rupturing cloud, it's released in waves, or more specifically, blades of energy. So, as the explosion takes place, even though there is an explosion, what actually happens is that as these blades of energy cut through things, they detonate, leaving, delivering much more devastating damage to the insides part of whatever gets hit (in this case, her internal organs), and roughly equal damage to everything else around that." He messed with the pieces of Fleet a little bit more, spread them out, and started talking again. He pointed at the piece of flesh on the right, "Alright, this is a perfect example. As y'all can probably tell, this came from the right side of her body from around her rib cage. Now compare that to this," he pointed to a piece of flesh a little bit further on the left, "that came from her left shoulder, from the back of her body. In order for these to have sustained about the same amount of flesh damage from the explosion. Now look carefully at how much more damage her front right side sustained as opposed to her left on her back."
Shadow stood up and walked down to the village water pump and pumped some to clean off his hands. Then as he came back, the continued talking, "And actually... I'm thinking that it was, indeed Kuro who did this. As it was already pointed out, he is a mechanic. And mechanics are good with their hands. And if someone is good with their hands, they can easily construct things. Plus one doesn't need access to explosives to make bombs; one can always make those from home products. However, that is not all. I'm also questioning how he was able to get his hands on the kind of evidence that he got against Loogs, and makes me wonder if all that was indeed a setup. Maybe he knew that she knew something that he didn't want all others to know..."
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Post by Kuroboom on Aug 22, 2009 13:40:24 GMT -5
"Actually, I work on electronics, but that's beside the point. The image of Loogs was from a security camera and was clearly not doctored. I couldn't use photoshop to save my life. As for the accusation against me, I find it disturbing how easily you fiddled about with Fleet's pieces. I've encountered some gruesome things in my time, but I've never played with body parts. I also don't understand much of what you were trying to say with your explanation. From what I understood from it is that you noticed the subtle differences between the attack Seed Flare and a bomb. You were able to visually notice the differences between the two as if you have had first hand experience with blowing people up. I still have my suspicions of Rupert, but I think that the most dangerous one here is you, Shrouded!"
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 22, 2009 14:11:32 GMT -5
"Electronics, huh... Maybe then I was mistaken... Anyway... To notice the differences visually, it's pretty easy considering how major the differences are. The piece from the front is barely a quarter of an inch in length. The piece from her back is several inches long. I don't know the specific technicalities, but rather the theory of how things work and how those affect other objects. All I am saying is that whether knowing the theory or having done that in actuality, it is physically impossible to have a difference that major from that kind of attack.
However... If you do work on electronics... Then we are back to the question of who made the bomb in the first place? And also, who made the image or virtualization of the seed flare attack?"
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Post by Kuroboom on Aug 22, 2009 14:38:46 GMT -5
"I think you know the answer to that question. It was the same person who, without so much as batting an eye, began to categorize and analyze the body parts of another. The person who knew it to be Seed Flare rather than Seed Bomb. The person who knew the finer technicalities of dismembering someone. That person is you, Shrouded."
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 22, 2009 15:08:32 GMT -5
"The seed flare/seed bomb thing is quite simple. Any moron knows that seed flare is just a big explosion, while seed bomb is a series of teal waves being emitted from the center the origin.
Oh, and it's not all that hard to know all those when you use death magic. I don't blow people up for the simple reason that I have no need for that. The only "attack" that I have that has the ability to blow anyhting up at all is the one that creates an actual teleporter, and once I go through it, it detonates. The reason why the explosion couldn't have been that though is that first of all, the explosion would be enough to level this whole village, plus when it's created, the concentration of power starts eating away at everything around it, and as you can clearly see that the village doesn't look like it got attacked by a swarm of locusts.
Anyway. That is the only ability that I have that can blow things up, and if I really wanted to kill someone, then I'd much rather use other means. For example, vaporizing their vital organs. That always leaves the humans to be so confused when they find a body that seems to physically alright and not even scratched, but when they do an autopsy, there is no signs of struggle, but their heart and other organs are magically missing.
But anyway, I will tell you right now (whether you believe me or not) that I wouldn't kill my own kind."
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 22, 2009 15:47:41 GMT -5
Lee glanced at his watch, and then looked up at the sun.
"F*ck, that's bright!" He rubbed at his eyes for a bit, and then cleared his throat.
"Alright, everybody, there's seven hours left, and I'm pretty sure that four of you have not voted yet. I'd like to remind you that of the three currently dead, two have never voted."
"Now, it's not like me to be alarmist, but it could mean that the LACK OF VOTING CAUSES DEATH."
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Post by Kuroboom on Aug 22, 2009 15:53:24 GMT -5
"Shrouded, you keep digging yourself deeper into the hole. Now you're a dark wizard who COULD KILL US ALL if you so chose? Why then didn't you kill the mafia members outright? Oh wait, I forgot, you don't kill your own kind. That's why you killed the others, isn't it? Because they weren't on your side? Because you were acting as a... lone wolf?"
Kuro looked at all of the silent people standing there. Pointing at Shrouded, he spoke, "We need to eliminate this threat NOW before he kills anyone else!"
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 22, 2009 19:40:46 GMT -5
"First of all, the name is Shroud, not Shrouded. Or you can call me by my full name, Shrouded Wolf, if you wish."
Shroud walked over to the village water pump and drank some water. Then, he sat down on the platform around the pump and started talking. "Anyway, as I was going to say. First of all, I couldn't have been involved in Blood's death because he was my friend here. And both, him and fleet were a part of the pack, and as I've already mentioned, I don't kill my own kind. Things could have been a lot better if we had stuck together and worked to hunt down the real killers, and keep the community safe, however... Since I can't hunt with them, instead what I want to do is avenge them and protect the community.
Anyway, the reason why I accused you is that you were rather quick to accuse Loogs, who was away and she only came back after she died. Also, you had entirely ignored what Prime had said and attacked Rupert, who also has been away, much like Loogs. The only difference being that Rupert has nothing against Blood or Fleet.
I mean, the blame game is fun and all, however, the way you're doing things, it seems almost as if you're trying to turn the attention of the public eye away from Prime so he could, as you said, work as a lone wolf."
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Post by Beelzebibble on Aug 22, 2009 19:43:58 GMT -5
" Jungle boogie!" Pohatu cried. " Jungle boogie! Jungle boogie! Jungle boogie!" He noticed that everyone was watching him, threw in one more " Jungle boogie!" for good measure, and then cleared his throat awkwardly. "Wow... the Mafia have kind of been dicks so far, haven't they? Knocking off two totally new players the first two nights in a row? I mean, when Blood was the first one to buy out I know we were all tossing around theories of people who might have a vendetta against him, but now... now I feel like the Mafia just doesn't care about letting the newbies have a satisfying experience. Dick move, Mafia. Dick move." He gave a pointed glance to Prime. "It ought to be obvious that I of all people wouldn't be slammin' the newbies like this. You think I would go this far to shut them out of the game I brought to Archie Exie? There's elitism and then there is plain dickery, Prime. "No, the person we should be going after is someone already established as a past player, but not someone who holds the game dear enough to want to share its joys with the new kids. I'm thinking we want someone with a long history as a Pokeschool/Archie Exie member... someone jaded and xenophobic after seeing too many n00bs over the years. Someone who's fallen from their past position of respect and is now just a plain ol' dick. Let's go with..." VOTE: Kuroboom "Tl;dr version--" Pohatu announced. He put on the sunglasses again. "Dick, dick... 'boom."
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Post by Kuroboom on Aug 22, 2009 19:57:00 GMT -5
"I didn't ignore what Prime said. I told him I didn't think Potato was mafia, which is why it hurts a bit to have Pohatu accuse me but I can't blame him with lunatics pointing fingerspaws at me. You've worked yourself up into a frenzy trying to take the suspicion off of yourself and your accusations are becoming increasingly frail."
Kuro frowned and glared at Shroud's face. "You disgust me. You claim that you wouldn't kill them because they were your friends and yet you showed no difficulty rummaging through their remains. I bet it was easy for you to lure them into your traps too. After all, they trusted you."
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Post by hermes on Aug 22, 2009 20:20:53 GMT -5
Prime growled, and calmly walked over to Pohatu. He stuck his face in front of his nose, and screamed "FOURTY TWO!"
Face red, and voice slightly horse, Prime subsided.
"Ahem," He coughed, "I hope the meaning of that was not lost. At this point, I'm honestly not sure which of you to kill... Thus I will stick with my origional vote, Pohatu. Those expressing the greatest hatred are likely trying to mask their own actions in the lust of the mob."
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Post by V101 on Aug 22, 2009 21:00:48 GMT -5
V101 was so suspicious of like, everyone. Things were super fishy but she sho didn't want to die. Shrouded and Kuro were going at each other's throats and Prime was stuck on Potatoh...she didn't know whether Rupert's absence was really that suspicious...or if he was trying to avoid all the attention...
but she found it disturbing that she couldn't tell Shrouded apart from the other wolves, and for some reason it freaked her out...
"SHROUDED WOLF I CHOOSE YOU!"
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 22, 2009 22:47:46 GMT -5
Alright, if the people deem I should die, then so I shall.
I'm curious on why Kuro was so hellbent on killing me off, but I guess I shall never know. Anyway, my vote before my death shall be on Prime.
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Post by Kuroboom on Aug 22, 2009 23:12:58 GMT -5
"I told you why I felt you should die, and that's because I feel you're guilty. I won't back down on this, I know it's you."
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 22, 2009 23:25:30 GMT -5
"If that is what you want to believe."
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Clicker
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Post by Clicker on Aug 22, 2009 23:49:51 GMT -5
Clicker looked around at the chaos with shock. She looked at the wolfy guy arguing with Kuro and then at Prime and Pohatu. She didn't really care about much of the stuff going on, since mostly people she either didn't know or didn't like were dying.
"I'm gonna give Shadow a pity vote since hes gonna die. I'm voting Prime."
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 23, 2009 20:01:31 GMT -5
"Thank you, leader of Vashval." Shadow said as he prepared for his inevitable death.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Aug 23, 2009 22:54:09 GMT -5
(Clicker is the leader of Vashval now? Wow, they go through leaders like DADA goes through teachers, huh?)
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Post by hermes on Aug 24, 2009 5:16:42 GMT -5
OOC: I should just take over Vashval, I'm honourable, traditional (as a swordsmen) and, actually active. Lmao.
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 24, 2009 15:22:40 GMT -5
(When I joined the house of Vashval, I remember that Clicker was the leader. I kinda haven't done much to keep up with it since then most of the time)
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Post by Kuroboom on Aug 24, 2009 15:28:00 GMT -5
I've always been the leader of Vashval.
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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Aug 24, 2009 18:08:02 GMT -5
OOC: Ok, I'm sorry for posting here, but come on people! I wrote up a list of who's who in which house in Clash of the Houses! It should be on the current page
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 26, 2009 0:51:41 GMT -5
OOC: I apologize for the delays, but hopefully we can get back on track. BIC: The host glanced around, looking slightly bewildered. He ticked off numbers on his fingers, shook his head, and then counted once more. His whiskers twitched, further obfuscating the issue of if the players were Pokemon, anthropomorphized Pokemon, people with Pokemon abilities, or even had anything to do with the theme at hand.
"This... is most unusual, really." He shook his head again, and then stood up from where he was leaning against the wall.
"Today, we'll be executing..."
"PRIME." He started walking away, the murmuring crowd following behind him.
"Where are we going?" Clicker asked.
"Oh, way back when, Kevin installed some plumbing here. It probably would be handy for this situation."
"There's plumbing for all the blood when I commit seppuku, right?" Prime asked eagerly.
"Something like that." The host responded, as they came upon a large building. He kicked the door open, and then entered. The entire building had tile floors, with drains in the center. Clearly a bathhouse of some variety, though it had never been utilized.
"Okay, here we are." The host led the mob into a central room, with a large, empty swimming pool in the center. Prime descended the ladder, sword in hand, and took a position directly by the main drain.
"I don't really think even I could bleed enough to justify this." Prime noted with a practiced eye.
"That's fine."
"So, can I commit seppu-"
"PULL THE LEVER!" Lee demanded.
And with that, the townspeople all grabbed hold of a gigantic unlabeled lever sticking incongruously out of the wall, and yanked down on it. With a loud creak and a liberal sprinkling of rusty flakes, the lever come ka-chunking down. There was a noise like a distant roar, the entire building trembling.
For just a moment, nothing happened. But when that moment ended, a gigantic torrent of water was quickly on its heels. Shooting in through the water jets built into the side of the pool, hitting Prime from all sides.
A spray of blood and chlorinated water went up, soon accompanied by little Prime chunklets. The high pressure streams continued screaming away, audible even once the water had risen over them.
With a loud ka-chunk, the lever popped back up again. The pool's crimson water began to settle, still lapping against the sides like waves at the beach. At the very bottom, looking for all the world like a large fishbowl decoration, was a skeleton.
"And Kevin said you could never have too much water..." Lee mused.
PRIME IS DEAD!
Night 2 has begun! Return to your homes, and get some rest!
Yet again, great accusations people. And I can't wait for the postgame discussion, because today had some positively INSANE behind the scenes stuff happen. It might not seem like much, but this was close to being the most epic vote of all time.
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