November 13th 8pm “I want to be loved by you, Just you and nobody else but you I want to be loved by you Alone poo poo pi doo” Spiderman Noir was in a cheerful mood this evening. He’d finally … Continue reading Werewolves 107: A Reason To Kill! Chapter Seven
November 12th 7:15 pm “Bro” “Bro” “bra” “SHUT UP, J.D.!”, Drew and Jonathan shouted in unison. They gave J.D.’s cage a kick for good measure. The opening of their new House was set to go off 8pm and they were … Continue reading Werewolves 107: A Reason To Kill! Chapter Six
November 11th 4pm Marion Crane was done with Dogtown. Capital F for Fucking Over This Shithole. She packed her overnight bag with the few belongings she had brought and snatched up the valise filled with cash from those farmer saps … Continue reading Werewolves 107: A Reason To Kill! Chapter Five
November 9th 6:30 pm The FBI Agent was feeling a big mood. There was a big Pierogi Party starting in just half an hour but there was more work to do. Always more work. In all their years with the … Continue reading Werewolves 107: A Reason To Kill! Chapter Four
The bullfrog shifts. *SQUONK* “My Dawgs, how are we looking tonight.?” “Right on target, Lobo! Closing in now.” “Excellent.” “Shit fucking shit…” *CHHHHK* The bullfrog chortles. ROLES: TOWN: The Psychic: Each Night chooses a Player and receives a Vision of … Continue reading Werewolves 107: A Reason To Kill! Chapter Three
November 6th 8pm The door to Anna’s Ice Cream Parlor chimed open. “Yo, Deputy! What’s happening?” Anna’s cheery demeanor never failed to lift the Deputy’s spirits no matter the mood. “Cone of the regular?”, Anna asked already ready moving to … Continue reading Werewolf 107: A Reason To Kill! Chapter Two
November 4th 9pm Goddammit Colonel hated coming back to this shithole he called home. As he approached town a migraine set in and he began to white knuckle the steering wheel. He passed the road sign that read: “Welcome to … Continue reading Werewolf 107: A Reason To Kill! Chapter One
November 5th 12:01 am Sheriff Lobogunny’s office was as warm and smelly as a kitten’s fart. Stocking feet propped on the desk, Dogtown’s Sheriff stared out the window mesmerized by the full moon playing Peek-a-boo behind the clouds. Three slugs … Continue reading Werewolf 107: A Reason To Kill! Signups
The evening passed quietly in Lupinville; nothing of note occurred. Except Red Miller had finally stopped tripping balls and was feeling marginally better. In the morning Jon woke up with a slight headache and a DVD copy of ‘Three Ninjas Kick Back’ that was covered in fishtank scum. The ectoplasmic footprints of an Apex Predator were disappearing right before Jon’s eyes. Characters: 1)Goat — (Not-so-Giant)Hogweed 2)Hayes — Klaus – GHOUL 3)InnDE — The Budweiser Frogs 4)sic — DWIGHT!!! – SHERIFF 5)Annanomally — Peter Porker — JAILER – CHURCHILL 6)dw — Red Miller — SHERIFF 7)Lord Stoneheart — uh, John (Really … Continue reading Werewolves 81: Pet Sematary- Chapter 7
Quietness settled on Lupinville like a warm furry pelt. After the events of the past week the Town heaved a collective tenuous sigh of relief. There was even the sound of laughter and the clinking of bottles coming from Mello’s Tavern. There was one person who wasn’t quite able to relax, though. Jon was having one of “Those Nights” again. They came less frequently since he started seeing his psychiatrist, but they still came. And Jon had somehow forgotten to get a refill on his Xanax. “Fuck my life,” Jon mumbled into his tumbler of gin. “Fuck my life and … Continue reading Werewolves 81: Pet Sematary – Chapter 6
Taylor was alone in her loft apartment above Mello’s Tavern. So alone. Always so alone. She was strumming her arch top Loar and thinking about the events of a few hours ago. She began to hum to herself, and the … Continue reading Werewolves 81: Pet Sematary — Chapter 5
A bitter cold wind was ripping straight down the spine of Lupineville. Anyone with a lick of sense in their head would be indoors huddled around a fireplace sipping hot apple cider with a healthy dollop of Bulleit Rye. But … Continue reading Werewolves 81: Pet Sematary — Chapter Four
Red Miller was fucking sick. The past week he’d been battling a serious case of the flu and just now was beginning to feel like he was winning. Maybe it was the rest and herbal tea. Maybe it was the … Continue reading Werewolves 81: Pet Sematary — Chapter 3
At Election Central, Tom Johnson was just finishing sweeping up all the streamers and confetti. A big day called for a big celebration, which called for a big clean up, which called for big Tom Johnson. Tom sighed and smiled … Continue reading Werewolves 81: Pet Sematary — Chapter Two
“G-g-g-g-goddammit it’s cold!” Tom Johnson stood in two feet of fresh snow that was leaking over the tops of the Wonder Bread bags he’d stuffed his feet into before putting on his boots. Looking over the ruined remains of last … Continue reading Werewolves 81: Pet Sematary — Chapter One
New Year’s Eve 11:50 pm The residents of Lupineville had gathered together in their downtown square to ring in the New Year. And to hold a candlelight vigil. It was bitterly cold as they huddled around the snow-capped stack of … Continue reading Werewolves 81: Pet Sematary – Prologue
Gooooooood morning, everyone!!! Your favorite hoho here to host our Pet Thread this week. Get all yer beasties on the bus; with Franklin at the wheel who knows where we’ll end up! Yippe-ki-yay, Avocritters!!! Continue reading The Pet Thread Is Driving The Bus!
ting… ting… ting… “Daddy…I think this one’s still alive!” Possum scrambles through the underbrush in the pre-dawn light. Far away there are caves stacked like honeycomb, cool and dry as bone, that echo with footsteps: Possum’s and his Supervisor’s. The … Continue reading The Exquisite Corpse of Ava Cotto: Part 7
