RE: Werewolf XV II: The Final Frontier (Signup phase!)
Someone sig this. Nao.
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Day 1
Everyone on the Farstar was feeling rather nervous. Some with reasons that were not entirely "in line" with the rest of the crew. The captain had just called a meeting. It was going to be much easier for him to narrow down whom the Undine are disguised as.
"Alright gents, we need to figure out who these guys are. They've killed our own, and we don't take kindly to that. However," Clemmins said, standing at the center of the room, leaning against the railing with his hands, "We don't have our Tricorders. They were all burned in a fire, and by the looks of it, it was no accident. They know we know that they are disguised, and they want to stay anonymous."
Clemmins paused for a moment, looking over the crowd who had gathered. Standing near the front of the group was Ka-Ton, hand resting firmly in the other, pressed against her lower back in a respectful manner. The captain noticed how his Science Officer was judging the reactions of the crowd.
"This means that there is no real way to prove that those we suspect to be Undine to actually be Undine. This also means that," Clemmins gulped, "We don't know if the person we suspect will actually be... Undine or not. Everyone is suspect."
"What happens when we single someone out, eh?" one of the crew members piped up.
"I don't know... Imprison them?" another called out in answer to the former's question.
Some nodded in agreement, and others shook their heads in disagreement. They didn't like the idea of keeping something that could kill them alive. But others, a small and rather malicious group nodded in agreement amongst themselves. None confirmed and no loose ends.
Clemmins stood up straight with a grim look, "Well, let the hunt begin."
Day 1 starts now, ends March 18th at 10 pm EST. 14 votes required for a lynch.
Porygon-X said:Kecleon-X said:The day will start tomorrow!
Out of context this sounds so weird. XD
Good luck to everyone.
Someone sig this. Nao.
__________
Day 1
Everyone on the Farstar was feeling rather nervous. Some with reasons that were not entirely "in line" with the rest of the crew. The captain had just called a meeting. It was going to be much easier for him to narrow down whom the Undine are disguised as.
"Alright gents, we need to figure out who these guys are. They've killed our own, and we don't take kindly to that. However," Clemmins said, standing at the center of the room, leaning against the railing with his hands, "We don't have our Tricorders. They were all burned in a fire, and by the looks of it, it was no accident. They know we know that they are disguised, and they want to stay anonymous."
Clemmins paused for a moment, looking over the crowd who had gathered. Standing near the front of the group was Ka-Ton, hand resting firmly in the other, pressed against her lower back in a respectful manner. The captain noticed how his Science Officer was judging the reactions of the crowd.
"This means that there is no real way to prove that those we suspect to be Undine to actually be Undine. This also means that," Clemmins gulped, "We don't know if the person we suspect will actually be... Undine or not. Everyone is suspect."
"What happens when we single someone out, eh?" one of the crew members piped up.
"I don't know... Imprison them?" another called out in answer to the former's question.
Some nodded in agreement, and others shook their heads in disagreement. They didn't like the idea of keeping something that could kill them alive. But others, a small and rather malicious group nodded in agreement amongst themselves. None confirmed and no loose ends.
Clemmins stood up straight with a grim look, "Well, let the hunt begin."
Day 1 starts now, ends March 18th at 10 pm EST. 14 votes required for a lynch.