The village began to retire to their beds for the night, in trepidation. Several of their compatriots had died, and there was still at least one wolf out there. Maybe more! And they were down to just 5 left! What would the night bring?
Darkness descended upon the village, but in the dead of the night, something stirred!
His balls. suddenly sat bolt upright in bed, dripping with sweat - he had been having a nightmare! Except his nightmare was not the stuff of fiction, but of reality! He'd forgotten to water his hydrangea's! How would they cope? He resolved to water them then and there, and put on his silk dressing gown, and fluffy slippers, before filling a bucket with water and heading out into the night.
Meanwhile, unbeknown to his balls., a man lurked in the shadows. He had previously been an elder, but turned his badges in after turning to the drink several nights before. He'd awoken next to a collection of pistols, and had styled himself as a vigilante. He had two bullets, and he knew he must use them to save the village! He had loitered in the shadows throughout the evening and into the night, waiting for a sign of movement that would give away a wolf, and his eyes lit up when he saw his balls. emerge into the night. He stealthily followed him, and despatched the man with his new-found friend, his pistol.
his balls. is DEAD. He was a villager.
The vigilante swore loudly, as he realised his mistake. He had his second bullet left, he reminded himself, but he couldn't afford to waste that too! He set off after Dr Stupid, resolving himself to take out the man he now knew must be a wolf. But, alas, he was too late, as when he reached the Doctor's house, he found the door slightly ajar; the Doctor was clearly out! He walked around, looking for a nearby hiding spot, and found a slight shrub with which he could conceal himself, and wait for the man's return. Unfortunately, though, he had been out-thought, and the remaining wolves had heard the earlier pistol shot, and followed the man from afar, biding their time. When it came, their victory was complete, and the man breathed no more.
skunk940 is DEAD. He was an elder, before turning into a vigilante after he was drunk!
As morning came, G. Arun emerged from his house groggily; he had not slept well. His night had been punctured by at least one pistol shot and a raucous night of wolfish activity, and consequently he was too tired to foresee what was to come. He walked into the square, and was immediately pounced upon by the two remaining wolves, who easily overcame his resistance to finish him off and claim victory!
G. Arun is DEAD. He was a villager!
DR. STUPID & LAWLZ HAVE BOTH SURVIVED. THEY WERE BOTH WOLVES!Congratulations to team wolf;
Ace Windu, Apollo (JuggaWolf), Dr. Stupid, Lawlz, Lord Veigar, Kasparov & Ska2D2 (drunk wolf)
