Werewolf VI; The Paladins strike back (Started, honest)

[Rumda]

I don't mind were we attack as long as we kill some one soon, how long has it been since we've eaten days, but lets look at the options
lucky village: blegh politicians too slimy for my taste
juicebox town: well industrial town usually have plenty of people but the meat is normally too tough and stringy
happy city: while some of the younger wolves may like eating drugged up hippies, its not really my scene
parkland: well its true what they say blue blood DOES taste sweeter but they are normally better protected so...

[Ms_Elaneous]

Ms E decides to give her two coppers worth, "I, for one, think Parkland sounds delightful. So much lovely terrain to hide in, oblivious blue-bloods walking around... Mm, it just sounds good."

*Points towards Parkland.*

[DarkLightDragon]

Current vote count:

Lucky Village: 0
Juicebox Town: 9
Happy City: 7
Parkland: 6

[InaVegt]

Juicebox town deserves to be stricken down, let us eat them all!

*Gezina points in the direction of Juicebox town.*

[Joosbawx]

pacing back and forth, Joosbawx surveys the valley below and growl softly in his throat. The sound is a deep, constant rumbling that raises the hackles of several wolves nearby and is said to cause ambient air temperature to lower spontaneously. Throwing out a clawed hand, Joosbawx points to JuiceBox town.

"For copyright infringement, if for no other reason."

[Castaras]

Castaras, shadow-wolf, prowls through the shadows, silent. She silently stalks up to the battle plans, resting her paw upon JuiceBox town.

[Jontom Xire]

I don't like snobby people - let's go eat some.

Jontom Xire points to Parkland

[Thes Hunter]

Thes gives a wolfish shake to make sure her beautiful red coat gleams in the moonlight. She grins showing every one of her beautifully white and pointed teeth.

"Juiceboox town sounds tasty. Everyone remember their straws."

Thes wags her tail high in excitement.

[Trog]

Trog trots in, slightly enebriated, a cigarette hanging out of the corner of his maw, his back hairs standing on end as normal, making a fin-like protrusion atop his shaggy olive colored fur.

Happy town. Happy people taste better. Plus they are rumored to be shiney as well.

*takes a whiz on a tree to mark his territory.*

[Graklok]

Graklok comes and howls at the moon.

Awoooooo!

Graklok tink that "Happy meal" sound yummy. Perhaps Graklok get toy when ripping human 'part.

*Points snout at Happy Town*

[Copacetic]

A small, black wolf points at juicebox town Let's go there.

[inky13112]

A small scraggly wolf, catches up to the pack. His left eye twitches and he keeps his left paw close to his belly resulting in a loping 3 legged run. He calls himself dustpaw, though no one can tell why. He tries to enter the circle of wolves deciding where to eat, but they swipe at him trying to keep him out until he finally slithers past one while its not looking. He hungrily says Dustpaw hungry, dustpaw want foood dustpaw eat anywhere parkland look tasty. He licks his chops as his head twitches to the left next to his paw. He keeps his head close to the ground, trying not to attract the ire of one of the higher ranking wolves than him an omega.

[TheChris]

TheChris casually walks in among the other wolves. "We must attack Happy city. These people need to find out what true suffering is and send a message to others that we are not to be trifled with."

[Death, your friend the Reaper]

It's half way through the night.

*The alpha paces back and forward surveying the peaceful towns. It has been a while since the pack could fight in force, so long has his people had to creep into villages, as outsiders. Finally a chance for revenge.*

If one cares which town we tear to shreds, let them make themselves heard.

*The alpha smacks a nearby wolf into line and stands on a rock so he is outlined against the moon. A nifty cinematic technique used in many modern day films*


We attack the fort at dawn.

[DarkLightDragon]

*DLD grunts as she finally manages to get the wolves into lines. She now turns to listen to the alpha's speech*

[Exachix]

Exachix nodds, silent before, and listens to the alpha, before "pointing, however he can, at Happy-city"

((sorry for delay, missed the thread))

[Selrahc]

Whew.... Got back in time. (Been in Ireland, at an open day for Uni)

I like Parkland more.

[Fualkner Asiniti]

A teal wolf snarls from the shadows

This Happy Land sounds disgusting. It must be obliterated.

The wolf howls as he *points towards Happy town.

[Cult_of_the_Raven]

a dignified black wolf with feathers instead of fur trots into the discussion. we must attack happy town. Their disgusting habits make them taste so delicious. don't you agree?

((by the way, it's helpful to post a link in the recruitment thread))

nevermind, I see it's just been done.

[Goblin Music]

an elf says in a loud voice
"Porkton thou shalt be pointed at"

[pingcode20]

"Down with Juicebox! Never liked fruit..."

*Points at the copyright-infringing city of Juicebox

[Cult_of_the_Raven]

The feathered wolf turns to look at the elf. You're not a wolf....

[Goblin Music]

i can control my shape some times cant you? and turns into a long eared wolf

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

*The former llama shivers in anticipation. It'd been too long since he'd gotten to hunt. The last time was a small town called Onett. He and Indurain had descended upon it one night after a meteor landed there. Atreyu licked his lips at the memory of the small fat kid that had poked around and could only waddle. Indurain had a rough time subduing the kid with the red baseball cap, in all fairness to Indurain the brat had psychic powers.

He thought back farther to that time about 8 months ago, when he was still trapped in a herbivore's body. He had been protecting a herd of sheep in a pasture when wolves attacked. He'd fought back, trying to protect the sheep and had beaten up a few members of the pack before he'd been brought down by wolves ripping out his tendons. Apparently, his fighting spirit impressed the alpha because instead of fangs at his throat the snarling lycanthropes let him live. As the rest of the pack feasted on lamb, the power of the moon flowed through the llama's body, changing him into one of them. Grinning with a newfound bloodlust, he joined his new pack for a lampchop dinner.

[purple gelatinous cube o' Doom]

I didn't realize we had a new thread for the game, sorry. I choose Happy City if it's not too late.

[Death, your friend the Reaper]

*Despite Happy city receiving many votes, it was eventually JuiceBox Town that was chosen.

The wolves set out, the beast and bloodthirster enforcing commands, with the two young noble blooded wolves leading the right and left wings. You notice the blue cult headed into the city as a well oiled team, ignoring the alpha, something only a few dare.

Likewise the mad wolf and the creature of night made their way to the small shrine in the industrial town, you followed after the alpha though hitting the main factory (A sign stated that it may contain traces of peanuts).

Screams are heard as you rush into the town, catching the working class during shift change. The mad wolf can be seen cackling and sucking the blood out of one of them from a straw, how crude you think.

You automatically slay a young child in front of you, spreading him left and right as you stop to feast quickly before joining again. Seemed it was "bring your son to work day". The more the merrier you say. As you try to catch up with the main slaughter in the factory you notice a man inconspicuously climbing onto a horse.

This is not acceptable. No survivors you where told.

You approach from the shadow, but the man senses you some how.*

"Stay back Foul Beast, I am, am, am a powerful man"

*You notice his confidence falter, as you walk out of the shadows. The man beckons to his horse*

"Fly Shadowfaux, show them the meaning of haste"

*As the horse sprints out you quickly match its pace. You go to jump when the demon that was spotted flying around madly earlier in the night smashes into the side of you.

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You black out.

As you awaken the sun is slowly rising. You make your way back to the pack and sulk to the back. The Alpha had just given a long speech by the look of things.*

"As stated there was no survivors right?"

*His eyes pierce into the pack, yet you answer like everyone else*

"Nay"

"That is good. Now away you black and midnight hags wolves"

*You disperse back into your caves, and turn back into the humans once again, you live as a quiet villager in a small town, never knowing who exactly may be one of the wolves you run with in your second life. Needless to say with the moon so high you will be preying on another town tomorrow.

But for now you rest*

[Joosbawx]

(( /me applauds! ))

[Fualkner Asiniti]

((Yum. People good.))

[Copacetic]

((nice story))

[Cult_of_the_Raven]

((yes! very nice!))