The classic party game here that turns fellow Avocados on each other in an exercise in paranoia and fun
Partway through the movie, one of the test subjects was tapped on the shoulder. “Psst! Follow me. I think you’ll want to hear what I have to say.” Puzzled, the test subject slipped out of the theater and allowed themselves … Continue reading Warwilf 87: Mystery Violence Theater 3000 – Day 2
This had NOT been the weekend BJ signed up for. Where was everyone? Why was he the ONLY one wearing a costume? Well, he could at least try to have some fun on his own. This many people, close quarters, … Continue reading Werewolf 86 – The Shining – Day Seven
The kitchen was cold and deserted under the overhead fluorescent bars. She went to the rack where the carving knives hung from their magnetized strips. She took the longest and sharpest, wrapped it in a dish towel, and left the … Continue reading Werewolf 86 – The Shining – Day Six
Somewhere in outer space, a crew of space travelers was waking from coolosleep. That’s like cryosleep, except instead of fancy freezing chambers or stasis pods, you just turn the air conditioning down as low at it can go and maybe … Continue reading Warwilf 87: Mystery Violence Theater 3000 – Day 1
(This inhuman place makes human monsters.) Olivia Crain lay awake in her bedroom, eyes open, left hand absentmindedly holding the locket around her neck. She had come here to relax. To recuperate. Out of the frying pan and into the … Continue reading Werewolf 86 – The Shining – Day Five
Maggie Simpson was standing on the other side of the dining room, just outside the stylized batwing doors of the Colorado Lounge where, on that night in 1945, all the booze would have been free. That’s how it started. (Belly … Continue reading Werewolf 86 – The Shining – Day Four
Welcome to Warwilf 87: Mystery Violence Theater 3000, with your host, The Hayes Code! In this game, you’ll take on the role of a humble temp kidnapped and forced to watch movies at the behest of an evil scientist. Many … Continue reading Warwilf 87: Mystery Violence Theater 3000 – Signups!
At last, you reach the end of the tunnel, which comes up underneath the floorboards of the German front line. “The Germans get a floor?” says Augustus Sebald. “What the fuck?” Lt. Trout shushes him, and motions for you to … Continue reading Werewolves 85: 191X – Day 11
After a very uncomfortable dinner (lamb was served), the guests retired to their rooms. Doors locked. It was difficult to sleep but eventually most did. Not all. Some never slept because they were on the prowl. Hunting for their next … Continue reading Werewolf 86 – The Shining – Day Three
You continue to follow the tunnel. At one point, you hear voices speaking in German directly overhead. “Are we there?” asks Augustus Sebald, nervously. Lt. Trout shakes her head. “I’m not sure where we are. Hold on.” The group of … Continue reading Werewolves 85: 191X – Day 10
“Save us O please save us If you can’t save us at least come play with us Come and play with us Come and play with us…Forever…And Forever…And Forever…” They weren’t twins. Not really. Everyone just thought that because they … Continue reading Werewolf 86 – The Shining – Day Two
Lt. Trout leads you to the tunnel she’s dug. It leads out the back of the late Clothide Renou’s dressing room dugout, forward and down under no-man’s land. “Everyone pick a buddy,” says Lt. Trout, lighting kerosene lanterns and candles. … Continue reading Werewolves 85: 191X – Day 9
You are picked up in Denver to be driven to your destination. You are all, to varying degrees, impressed by the mountains. Sheer rock faces rose all around you, so high you could barely see their tops even by craning … Continue reading Werewolf 86 – The Shining – Day One
Morning comes, and you line up on the sandbags to see what fresh bullshit the Central Powers have cooked up. The Austrians, it turns out, have a new tank. It’s the size and approximate shape of a steamboat. There are … Continue reading Werewolves 85: 191X – Day 8
In the dark of the night, the Luggage scuttles alone among the trenches. In the distance, explosions bloom, the sound a few seconds behind. The occasional bullet sizzles past overhead. “𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎,” says the Luggage to itself. Then, out … Continue reading Werewolves 85: 191X – Day 7
You have received an invitation printed on sturdy, expensive paper. It smells like champagne and lavender. On the front you see The Overlook Hotel printed in large, gold letters. On the inside you find the details of this unique invitation: To Our … Continue reading Werewolf 86 – The Shining – Signups
The explosion at Stalag 69 has started a fire, which the Germans eventually give up on extinguishing. Through your binoculars and rifle scopes, you can see the prison’s last occupant, Young Pigeonpockets Pete, hightail it off to God knows where. … Continue reading Werewolves 85: 191X – Day 6
Pvt. Boris was having, if not a lovely war, then at least a tolerable one. She’d chat with the others for a bit, but no one ever really noticed her. She’d shoot at the Germans for a bit, but they … Continue reading Werewolves 85: 191X – Day 5
As night falls, Dame Augusta Mimsy-Porpington of the Great Snoring Mimsy-Porpingtons tucks her charge into the last hospital bed that isn’t completely blood-soaked. “Rest well, dear,” she says, sipping ether and taking a hit off a rag soaked in gin. “Try … Continue reading Werewolves 85: 191X – Day 4
“You know what would buck up morale?” says Lt. Trout at sundown. “An old-fashioned sing-along.” She runs down to the bunker and comes back with a guitar that has a few bullet holes in it. “Nothing does a heart good … Continue reading Werewolves 85: 191X – Day 3
As the sun sets, you’re called off the front lines. “Supper time!” yells Lt. Esther Trout, banging a spoon on an empty shell casing. “Come ‘n get it!” You all gather around the dinner crater while Lt. Trout regales you … Continue reading Werewolves 85: 191X – Day 2
