tSR WEREWOLF 20XX: THE SPRITERS DESTROY THEMSELVES *GAME IS OVER, SPRITE THIEVES WIN*

(08-19-2012, 09:08 PM)Sol Wrote: Votes:

Sir Zabaden - 1 (alexmach1)
Nobody - 4 (Kat, Phantom K, Sir Zabaden, Vipershark)
Keiang - 1 (Shadow Kami)
[robo9] - 1 (Kitsu)
natashaontherun - 1 (Britt)

Day 2

Sol made his way back to the board index, ready to speak to the members waiting there.

"Well, have you guys decided? Am I banning anyone today?"

A few members looked around at each other. "Let's ban Keiang, all that stuff he's been saying has been making me nervous." Another chimed in, "Yeah, he's the most suspicious! Let's get rid of him!"

Sol unholstered his ban gun. "So is that what we're going to do, then? Ban Keiang?"

Keiang glared heatedly at his accusers. "All I'VE been trying to do is make some observations! We're not going to get anywhere if we don't use any reasoning. I'm sorry if that's 'suspicious.'"

"Uh, actually, nevermind."

"Yeah, I changed my mind, maybe we shouldn't ban anyone today."

"I don't want to ban him anymore either. Sorry."

Others agreed with the no-ban decision, or said nothing at all. Sol sighed and put his gun away. "Well, if that's how you want to play it. It might be a tough decision, but I wouldn't wait too long. It's the only way you're going to win."

He made a little goodbye wave and flashed out of sight.

There was no majority, so no one was banned.

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Night 2

As quiet darkness once again covered tSR, the members hurried out of sight. A small group of them was gathered in the tSR Lounge, having a conversation.

"...anyway, I'm glad Trollerskates is gone. I disliked him." Two other members listened as Kojjiro spoke.

"Wait, he is gone, huh? Where did he go? That's od-"

All three froze as the sound of a footstep resounded from the thread entrance. A few moments passed and no other sounds came. Kojjiro turned back to his conversation, but there was no longer anyone to converse with; they both seemed to have fled. He sighed and prepared to make a post. Before he began typing however, another footstep pierced through the darkness.

And another.

Kojjiro was frightened, but he closed his eyes for a moment and pulled himself together.

"Hello...? Is anyone there?"

More footsteps, and they were getting closer.

"If anyone's around you'd better show yourself!"

Whoever was around was not answering, but footsteps continued to echo.

Kojjiro swallowed his anxiety and he felt his chest tremble as he exhaled. "I SWEAR to god, whoever that is, stop hiding and show your FACE."

Whoever it was, they were very close to him now. A few moments more and they would be beside him! The sound was so close Kojjiro could tell where it was coming from, and, turning towards it, his entire being quaking in fear, he saw...

He saw...

HE SAW....

It was too much for him to bear, and, screaming in agony, his image shattered into pieces and disappeared.

Meanwhile, Keiang was huddled up quietly in the corner of some long forgotten thread. Nobody cared about what was in here, it was just some message from a couple of years ago, left to die by those who created it. But little did he realize, forgotten threads were sometimes the most likely of places for terrible posters to show up.

Out of the darkness, a rush of air hit Keiang, and a moment later someone had pinned him against the wall. "I need this more than you do," they told him, as they began tearing away his corporeal form.

"No, get away from me! I need some help in here, someone! Stopstopstopstop! Someone please help me, HELP."

But no one could hear him, buried somewhere miles deep in the ancient threads. A flash of light and he was gone, his attacker disappearing into the night.

total burning heart kojjiro could not stand the trauma of seeing a recolor, and was banned. He was a Member, an innocent who had no powers.
Keiang had his sprite stolen, and was banned. He was a Member, an innocent who had no powers.

Day 3 begins.