"Daaaaad, read me a story before I go to sleep!", little Bob (okay, so dad wasn't imaginative when naming his kid) squeeled out.
"Oh very well", dad sighed "Which book do you want to read?"
Pondering slightly, little Bob points out a book with a grey cover between his collection of books. "That one!"
Dad mumbled: "That one -again-? But you already know how that goes! The little forest city of Bathrobia is plagued by a variety of nasty creatures who're trying to kill all of them for some diabolic horrible purpose, whilst the citizens try to track them down to get rid of the thread (pun intended) once and for all!"
"Geeez.. there's no need to get all excited about it. I know how it ends, okay? I just like the story and want to hear it again... and -you've- gotta tell it!"
Dad opens the book dubbed: "The Town of Bathrobia." and begins to read the left page.
"Once upon a time there was a little village of Bathrobia where everybody was happy! Children played without a care, and men and women sang whilst doing every day work."
Dad shows the right page to his son, Bob, it shows the little town of Bathrobia lying next to the forest, people are smiling happily whilst doing their jobs.
Dad turns the page of the book.
The left page continues: "But recently, people had gone missing at night, or even worse... killed! This had never happened before, what were they to do? Who could do such a thing? They had to find out immediately, and there was going to be a lynching!
The right page shows a picture of many town members standing around in a circle and talking lively. In the background stands a man waving a noose around with a surprisingly big grin on his face.
"Oh boy! Oh boy!", Bob exclaimed. "This is where it gets exciting! Go on dad, go on!"
But dad declined, "Not tonight, son.. go to bed, tomorrow at bedtime we'll continue the story."
And Bob went asleep.
It is now NIGHT. Send your actions please.
"Daaaaaaad, I don't want to go to bed yet!", little Bob shouted out with the passion of a six-year old that wants to stay up late.
"But son," dad said. "If you go to bed soon I'll be able to read more of your favourite book. I have a feeling today's chapter is going to be a long one."
Bob bounced up and down and said: "Oh boy! You're right! Let's go dad, let's go!"
After Bob is hoisted into his pyjamas and into bed, dad gets the book from the nightstand where he left it last night and opens it to where they stopped reading.
As morning breaks in the little town of Bathrobia all the citizens are surprised they don't find little Charles Webb running around the village, getting his clothes muddy. "Where could he be?", people would ask. And whoever they would be asking would react: "I don't know!" After this continued for quite some time his mother decided she'd check to see if he's still in bed.
Before reading on, dad shows the right page to his son. The right page shows a picture of a woman standing by the bedside of Charles Webb with her hands in front of her face and looking generally horrified, sad and as if she had just seen the corpse of her son. This is not surprising, because she was, indeed, looking at the corpse of her son.
"NOT MY SON!", Charles Webb's mother screamed. "Why does it have to be my son?! Whoever did this will pay for it!"
As dad turns the page to the next page, Bob comments that the "Dead Son Picture" is very artfully done, you worry slightly about a boy who finds this book his favourite.
The next page reads: After everybody in town heared about the unfortunate death of Charles Webb, someone stumbled across a rather ugly looking yellow heap. After careful inspection it appears to be a hobgoblin! The town is alerted and soon everybody is gathered around it, prodding it carefully with their feet. "It sure is ugly!", a woman commented. "It looks like my mother-in-law." a man says while nudging his friend.
The right page shows a picture of all the townsmen gathered around the hobgoblin, it appears to be quite dead after having been stabbed by a small pointy object, possibly a dirk or dagger. Amongst the townsmen you notice a man being thwapped by his wife, whilst his friend is grinning broadly at the two of them.
"So... that's Charles Webb dead, and that ugly hobgoblin, right dad?!", Bob chirped.
Okay, I think this is more or less exactly what happened at the start of Day 1.
Hopefully there shouldn't be too much complications. I'll send PMs to every member to prod them into action, and hope they get mail notification.
Hello everyone, I'm here. *waits for everyone else to come back*
Checking in.
I guess I'll wait until everyone is here before throwing a vote on.
Everybody loves the papoola.Can anyone remember anything?
except Sad Genius posting toss all, and Eviscerator refusing to post anything, despite being here?
I can remember Serenity lurking and his strange 'provoking activity' post (and the ensuing denials).
I also remember Sad Genius posting little, but it being his first game and being reluctant to bandy about votes on no evidence.
(Welcome to every day 1 ever :wink![]()
I'd forgotten Eviscerator's unapolagetic refusal to post anything, but remember it now.
I also remember Haug starting off being amazingly thorough and then letting it drop off.
I'm not sure how long anyone could keep up that level of effort for long though.
I guess no-one has any log..
What little I remember is about Sad Genius, Eviscerator and Haug. I remember Eviscerator saying something along the lines of "Woops I didn't post for two weeks, but that's okay because I'm an evil lurker." and SG was lurking as well. I'm pretty sure I was voting for one of them.
And I remember the stuff about Haug that Daegul already posted, that he was posting an insane amount at page 2 claiming he was tired of slow day 1s and wanted to try something different, and then not keeping it up.
I'm pretty sure we had some discussion about the deaths and names and whether or not we could assume Dasquian was evil because his colour was yellow. I still believe Dasquian was anti-town.
Finally Hello Mr. Mod, Dasquian was yellow before, in case the new colour is a mistake you might want to edit it.
No he wasn't, he was pink.
I remember having an argument about whether he was a SK or not based upon his pinkness. ![]()
Oh, yes. It was his corpse that was yellow.
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Completely forgot about this game! Thanks for the prod.
As far as what I remember, not much. I remember thinking Daegul was using a baseless reason to attack me, and Sad Genius was refused to post, under the Fifth Amendment, I think. Anyway, glad to know the game is back up.
I think I was voting for Haug, but I forget why, so I won't.
So... lazy days. I guess we're still waiting a bit for Eviscerator, Haug and SG.
I guess I can random vote wallsy, and pretend this is the beginning of day one like any other.
OMGUS vote Mono.
Are we still waiting for Eviscirator, Haug, and Sad Genius? It's been a while... slow...
Vote Wallsy for being the last post when I checked the game, and for forgetting why he was voting for Haug.
Can we mod prod those three, please? Otherwise, I vote we kill off one of them to make the other two speak. I suggest Evis, or SG, as Haug was vocal earlier, I'm guessing he's actually absent, rather than choosing than route, which the other two have done before.
Course, replacing might be a better option, but...
Yeah, I think I'd prefer replacements to lynching Evis, SG and Haug on day one two and three ![]()