- Apr 15, 2002
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Day 3:
Apart from a few straggling souls and a ghost or two, who will most likely be punted into oblivion by the god of this universe, the morning starts off with the villagers quietly rising from their beds. Xed, fresh off his morning coffee, and maybe a tad bit too hyped up, runs to the village square screaming at the top of his lungs that ElFenix is the wolf.
A simple challenge to the reasoning behind his claim is enough for the villagers, once again conflicted, to begin their morning accusing Xed. As the villagers pile on, again in a one-by-one nature, Xed makes the bold claim that he is, in fact, the village’s Seer. Why they don’t recognize the most powerful man in the village is, at this time, beyond their comprehension; however, they decide to trust him with the qualifying statement that if he is wrong, he is dead.
Despite some villagers expressing their desire to lie with the Fenix this night, his fate is sealed by the majority vote of the town. ElFenix will die this day. As he marches towards the ever familiar gallows, the executioner standing tall with a smile hiding beneath his hood, the Fenix stands tall and proud. As he takes his place beneath the noose, the Fenix shows a slight grin and yells out to the town, “No matter what lies in my genes, beneath my skin, and in my mind; I am now, and will forever be your Prostitute. I love you Arcenite. I never meant to hurt you…I just wanted us to have this one last night together.” The lever is pulled…the noose grows tight…The Fenix is dead.
ElFenix,
, is dead.
*Night 3 Begins*
Apart from a few straggling souls and a ghost or two, who will most likely be punted into oblivion by the god of this universe, the morning starts off with the villagers quietly rising from their beds. Xed, fresh off his morning coffee, and maybe a tad bit too hyped up, runs to the village square screaming at the top of his lungs that ElFenix is the wolf.
A simple challenge to the reasoning behind his claim is enough for the villagers, once again conflicted, to begin their morning accusing Xed. As the villagers pile on, again in a one-by-one nature, Xed makes the bold claim that he is, in fact, the village’s Seer. Why they don’t recognize the most powerful man in the village is, at this time, beyond their comprehension; however, they decide to trust him with the qualifying statement that if he is wrong, he is dead.
Despite some villagers expressing their desire to lie with the Fenix this night, his fate is sealed by the majority vote of the town. ElFenix will die this day. As he marches towards the ever familiar gallows, the executioner standing tall with a smile hiding beneath his hood, the Fenix stands tall and proud. As he takes his place beneath the noose, the Fenix shows a slight grin and yells out to the town, “No matter what lies in my genes, beneath my skin, and in my mind; I am now, and will forever be your Prostitute. I love you Arcenite. I never meant to hurt you…I just wanted us to have this one last night together.” The lever is pulled…the noose grows tight…The Fenix is dead.
ElFenix,
the Werewolf
*Night 3 Begins*
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