After eliminating the shady prince, the guests were feeling rather satisfied with themselves. Perhaps they needn’t even fear the murderers at all! They could take care of themselves. Dr. Orchid remained in the Conservatory to examine the plants. Sergeant Gray … Continue reading Werewolf 50: Clue, Day Four – What Are You Afraid Of, A Fate Worse Than Death?
Filled with triumph over vanquishing a Murderer, the guests met for a conference in the Library. Once everyone was fortified with whiskey, they set to deciding what to do next. There seemed to be no way to identify the Murderers … Continue reading Werewolf 50: Clue, Day Three – If I Were Him, I’d Be Suspicious Already
After the hysteria surrounding Detective Ochre’s death, the remaining guests carried his body to the wine cellar, making sure to take several bottles of Mr. Boddy’s best vintages back up with them. Wracked with guilt about the murder, as well … Continue reading Werewolf 50: Clue, Day Two – Yep, Two Corpses, Everything’s Fine
You did something bad. You did something bad, and somebody found out. Or rather, some Boddy found out. For months now, you’ve been paying everything you can afford to avoid having your secret exposed, and tonight, you’ve actually been invited … Continue reading Werewolf 50: Clue, Day One – Dinner Will Be Ready at 7:30
You approach the foreboding mansion with dread. The note is still crumpled in your pocket, stained from the cold sweat you broke into when you received it. “You are invited to a dinner party! Be at Hill House, off Route … Continue reading Werewolf 50 Signups: Clue
There are suspicious people about, with violence on their minds. Two weeks later, those same people are shining with pure innocence, simply trying to root out the schemers in their midst. Yes, it’s the game of trickery, deception, and confusion. Some call it Werewolf. Some call it Mafia. Are you interested in playing? Head on over to QuickTopic and subscribe to emails for the sign-up thread. When sign-ups are posted for a game, it’ll notify you. There’s also this handy QT for general information about the game. Are you interested in moderating a game? Here are some helpful tips: When … Continue reading The Werewolf Den
RoboCop had satisfied his directive and brought a Rich Blonde Jerk to justice. Well, sort of. One of the bad guys had finally been defeated, but something was terribly wrong. He had identified Natalie DuKane as an evil-doer, and yet … Continue reading Werewolf XL: Totally ’80s, Day Four: Heaven is a Place on Earth
Heavy is the head that gets swung over by a hero on a vine. Feeling guilty after inadvertently leading the charge against Elvira, Mac Crocodile was swimming in the atrium fountain, trying to think of ways to make it up … Continue reading Werewolf XL: Totally ’80s, Day Three: Another One Bites the Dust
After the upsetting lynch of the friendly Witch, cliques of various Mallrats withdrew to their own spaces. Everyone tried to concentrate on what to do next, though deep thought was almost impossible, given the bleeps and bloops emanating from the … Continue reading Werewolf XL: Totally ’80s, Day Two: Hungry Like the Wolf
So, like, all you wanted to do was skateboard down to Twin Pines Mall and check out some of the new stores, which you’ve heard are totally boss. Some of the chow in the food court is supposed to be bitchin’, too. But once you get there, something kind of bogus goes down. Earth is, like, passing through the tail of a comet or whatever, and Colonel Mustard from the local army base has barricaded all the exits. He tells you that in order to not get fried or zombified, you’re stuck here until those eggheads at NASA give the … Continue reading Werewolf XL: Totally ’80s, Day One: Somebody’s Watching Me
What’s up, dudes and dudettes? How’s it hanging? Things are pretty tubular here in the ‘80s, and there’s no better way to show it than by blowing that fat wad of allowance money you have on some new Jordache jeans … Continue reading Werewolf XL Signups: Totally ’80s!
In the Realm of the Tarot, the people are represented by two separate yet equally important groups. The Wolves who perpetrate crime, and the Town who execute the offenders. These are their stories. * CHUNG CHUNG * Realm of the Tarot Riverbank Sunday, July 9 Two investigators stroll along the edge of the river at dawn, chatting casually. Miss Ives: “So I says to her, I says – you think you’re gonna go look at puppies, but not wind up adopting one? Is your name Hisoka, cause, girl, you’re a Fool!” Creeper: “No kidding, right? She was doomed to fall … Continue reading Werewolf XXXIV: The Tarot Murders, Day Five: Thoth We Go
As night fell, the investigators sought out their isolated, private spaces to mull over the situation. Cassandra Claire was used to such ponderings. She’d lost count of how many times had she’d settled in for a long think about why … Continue reading Werewolf XXXIV: The Tarot Murders, Day Four: Wands at the Ready
Scorpion King Dwayne The Rock Johnson was the very model of productivity. He was a big proponent of order and efficiency, and was pleased with how much of his to-do list he had accomplished that day. Consulting it again, he felt a warm glow at the checkmarks next to Help Eliminate a Wolf, Convince That Talkative Goon to Kill Himself, and of course, Get Into a Long Discussion About the Statistical Probability of Evil. Reading over the other items, he decided to proceed with Find Out What’s Making That Clacking Noise At Night and Make It Stop. He tracked the noise down to a … Continue reading Werewolf XXXIV: The Tarot Murders, Day Three: The Pentacle is Mightier Than the Sword
After such a violent day, the investigators were anxious to retreat for some much-needed solitude and reflection. Only Hisoka still seemed to be in a jolly mood. Feeling sure he could wipe the worried frowns off his companions’ faces, he packed up some goodies into a small sack, slung it over his shoulder, and made the long trek to Alexandria’s library. “I would prefer to be alone,” she said when Hisoka knocked on her door, consenting only to poke her wizened face out for a few moments. “Don’t fret, Alexandria! I’m sure we’ll root out the killers tomorrow! Everything’s going … Continue reading Werewolf XXXIV: The Tarot Murders, Day Two: The Cup Runneth Over
Violence has always been a part of society, but the recent surge in local murders seems completely out of proportion. The police have been useless in tracking down even the slightest clue, save the fact that each of the crime scenes has been strewn with items relating to the occult. This crime wave has the nasty tinge of the supernatural about it, and unlike the other people investigating the killings, your mind is a lot more open to embracing the possibility that arcane magic is the only way to stop these horrific slayings. One afternoon, you receive a note with … Continue reading Werewolf XXXIV: The Tarot Murders, Day One: Decked Out
Welcome, seeker. I’m told you wish to solve the recent string of horrible, grisly murders. The mundane techniques available to you from the banal worlds of science and technology have left you as baffled as ever, so you’ve come here … Continue reading Werewolf XXXIV Signups: The Tarot Murders
Ricin Pudding Ingredients: Cooking spray 5-inch length fresh lemongrass, finely chopped 3 cups 2% milk 3 ½ cups coconut milk (not low fat), well-shaken 1 ½ cups granulated sugar ½ teaspoon kosher salt 1 ½ cups uncooked medium-grain white rice (such as Arborio), rinsed with cold water and drained 1 ½ tablespoons (in total) freshly-grated lemon, orange, and lime zest, plus more for serving 1 teaspoon vanilla bean paste or extract 1/8 teaspoon cardamom Directions: 1) Grease the slow cooker with cooking spray. Place the lemongrass on a small piece of cheesecloth, form into a bundle, and secure tightly with … Continue reading Werewolf XXXI: Culinary Catastrophe, Day Five: Dessert (or Cyanice Cream)
The Cadaverous Campanelle Ingredients: 3 medium leeks, white and light green parts halved lengthwise, washed, and cut into 1/2-inch-thick slices (about 5 cups), roughly chopped dark green parts reserved (about 3 cups) 1 pound asparagus, tough ends snapped off, chopped coarsely, and reserved; spears cut on bias into 1/2-inch-thick pieces 2 cups frozen baby peas, thawed 4 medium garlic cloves, minced (about 4 teaspoons) 4 cups vegetable broth 1 cup water 2 tablespoons minced fresh mint leaves 2 tablespoons minced fresh chives 1/2 teaspoon finely grated lemon zest plus 2 tablespoons lemon juice from 1 lemon 6 tablespoons extra virgin … Continue reading Werewolf XXXI: Culinary Catastrophe, Day Four: Pasta (or Laburnum Lasagna)
The Avocados of Assassination Ingredients: 1 ½ pounds boneless, skinless chicken breasts (halved lengthwise if they’re thick) 1 tablespoon olive oil 1 cup chopped green onions (including the whites) 2 jalapeños, minced (and seeded if you want to reduce the heat) 2 cloves garlic, minced 4 (14.5 oz) cans low-sodium chicken broth 2 Roma tomatoes, seeded and diced ½ teaspoon ground cumin Salt and pepper 1/3 cup chopped cilantro 3 tablespoons fresh lime juice 3 medium avocados, peeled, cored, and diced Tortilla chips, Monterrey jack cheese, sour cream for serving (optional) Directions: 1) In a large pot, heat the olive … Continue reading Werewolf XXXI: Culinary Catastrophe, Day Three: Soup (or A Bowl of Belladonna)
The Figs of Fatality: Ingredients: 5 ounces slab bacon, sliced ½-inch thick, then sliced crosswise into ½-inch pieces 3 tablespoons pure maple syrup 8 ripe fresh figs, halved lengthwise 2 tablespoons sherry vinegar or red wine vinegar ½ teaspoon crushed … Continue reading Werewolf XXXI: Culinary Catastrophe, Day Two: Appetizers (or The Strychnine Snacks)
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