BBS - Werewolf (Game)

With a big gasp, the small faerin huddled around the corpse found in the village. "Oh my! This is trouble! But who would do such a thing?" People were talking about werewolves- but that wasn't very logical, was it? Then again, this girl wasn't a fan of logic...And for that matter, she was basically a fairy. What did it have to do with anything?

"Who has the most murderous eyes, I wonder..." Glancing around, she tried to think of who to vote to kill- an idea that clouded her mind with pain. "But...I don't want anyone to die. But if we don't do this, everyone will instead...Agh!"

 

She glanced around, gnawing at her lips. "We have to choose somebody already? But... there's no proof!" She stared at her hands, then at the people around her. Her eyes met @Harveste's. "What if we choose the wrong person?" She hated this - this feeling of uselessness. If they waited, somebody else would get hurt again. But if they chose somebody and they were wrong, an innocent would be killed. It wasn't fair.

Kyupin glanced to the body in the middle. She could feel the sick swirling around inside of her. Don't throw up, don't throw up, don't throw up---

 

Ash shivered miserably as the cold breeze blew past her. She hated stormy weather already, but finding a mutilated corpse on top of that? And they had to choose someone to kill now?

She swallowed nervously and looked around to the others. Everyone seemed enraptured by the bloodied body. Or perhaps petrified was the better word. Even she couldn't help but turn her gaze back to the remains, filled with a twisted sort of awe despite her revulsion. She'd never... actually seen a dead body before...

"A werewolf? This has to be a joke. It- it wasn't one of us, right?" she asked, clinging to her denial.

 

Corvella trembled upon sighting the gruesomely mutilated body. "This is the work of a Werewolf?" she felt like throwing up anytime soon. She know the werewolf would be back at nighttime, but to hold against a beast like that...

She just have to try. Won't let any other fall victim to it. They'll have to lynch the werewolf.

 

Rawlin was stunned for the lack of a better word as he saw the corpse of a blue haired npc laying on the ground dead as he thought back to what Ozwin told him about a blue haired npc that asked to marry the guy. 'Man this is bad. I really hope this isn't the girl that proposed to Ozwin before.' Rawlin thought to himself as he looked to the others knowing he would have to vote to kill someone even if it was his own friends. Any words that Rawlin would say would come out as gibberish with no meaning for some reason but his face said it all. He was scared and worried about having to kill someone.

 

He was too late to stop another travesty in his life. Without knowledge or instinct to back the man up, Alonso cannot determine how to go about this predicament. Others in town were confused, and those who managed to force themselves to go about his or her day were not going to provide much information. Worse was the fact that lynching became an immediate option. So much for innocent until proven guilty. No evidence was going to be lying around, and this supposed werewolf was not going to reveal itself that easy. Even the feral ones had some form of trickery to misdirect threats and evidence, "Damnit. Of course this sort of thing would spring up."