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Star Date: 41986.0 The USS Okami is in orbit above Neshoba – a planet whose residents have a peaceful agrarian society. As the people of Neshoba prepare for their annual harvest, an away team has been sent to survey a … Continue reading Werewolf 41 Away Team- Day 1
Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Okami. Its five to seven day mission: to investigate, to lie, and to boldly go where no Avocado has gone before. This game will take the USS Okami’s away … Continue reading Werewolf 41 Signups – Away Team
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
????, 1928 Two Cultists dead. The partygoers felt a sense of…relief? Calm? Perhaps before the storm, anybody would feel a sense of relief. Was it earned? Would they ever find out how to get back to Earth? Would the Grim … Continue reading Werewolf 39 -The Pnakotic Party – Day 6
The cultists had claimed one prize, and for their next target, they put her sister right alongside her. Lindsay was a mere Partygoer (Vanilla Town). The killer took Indy’s life. Indy was a mere Partygoer (Vanilla Town). ********** Day 5 … Continue reading Werewolf 39 – The Pnakotic Party – Day 5
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 … 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!
????, 1928 The cultists knew exactly which one to look for next to complete their sacrifice. They made themselves visible to the partygoers, flattering them, listening to their sorrows, wrapping sympathetic arms around them, ensuring nobody could ever suspect they … Continue reading Werewolf 39 – The Pnakotic Party – Day 4
????, 1928 The cultists found it all too easy to grab him. Flustered at being thought of as suspicious, Owen retreated to a bathroom, combing his hair out of nervous habit, quivering at the death he’d seen that night. He … Continue reading Werewolf 39 – The Pnakotic Party – Day 3
The good Doctor Canard was beginning to feel hopeless. They were making very little progress finding the murderers, and time was running out. The people were running out. All the way home, he pored over his notepad, his chickenscratch somehow legible to … Continue reading Werewolves XXXVIII – Days Seven and Eight
????, 1928 The shock had set in: they’d murdered an innocent man. How could a body just…burst like that? Some WWI veterans murmured about their fallen comrades in the trenches, about how men could just…disappear in rouge-tinged puffs, but nobody … Continue reading Werewolf 39 – The Pnakotic Party – Day 2
After her husband died in the war, leaving her alone with the children, RiverSong never really adjusted to life without him. Even with the generous help of the villagers around her, it was all still simply too much. Sometimes, she … Continue reading Werewolves XXXVIII – Day Six
New York City, 1928. It could have been so beautiful. The night air was crisp, refreshing, a slight gentle caress against your nape as you walked down the street. A little wave creeping across the tree branches and rustling the … Continue reading Werewolf 39 – The Pnakotic Party – Day 1
Robert Macklin wasted no time after the hanging in beginning his next investigation. There were still two werewolves unaccounted for, and come hell or high water, he was determined to find them. He donned his darkest coat, put on a … Continue reading Werewolves XXXVIII – Day Five
New York City, 1928. It could have been so beautiful. The night air was crisp, refreshing, a slight gentle caress against your nape as you walked down the street. A little wave creeping across the tree branches and rustling the … Continue reading Werewolf 39 – The Pnakotic Party – Signups
First, as promised, Smapti Jones’s death Smapti Jones, the extraordinarily old rabbit farmer and prolific breeder, was always a little suspicious to everyone there. His eyes never quite focused on one thing or person, watching the rabbits out of one … Continue reading Werewolves XXXVIII – Day Four
Madame Clafoutis dusted herself off and returned to the bakery, dusting herself with a fresh layer of flour. All this commotion had interfered with her work, and a proper baguette cannot be rushed. “Well, tomorrow they’ll just have to make do … Continue reading Werewolves XXXVIII – Day Three
Detective Harvey Dent was still getting moved in to Mello’s old desk and finding newer and increasingly more ridiculous compartments where its previous inhabitant had stashed tiny bottles of bourbon. He’d brought along his 2-headed coin and placed it neatly … Continue reading Werewolf XXXVII: WOLF COPS 3 – The Possession of liz156 (DAY SEVEN)
Dianoga only had one good eye, but as soon as Moutard’s body was found, that eye was trained on rooting out the villanous scum that killed him. The town agreed that nothing would be solved by lynching someone without cause, … Continue reading Werewolves XXXVIII – Day Two
