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vovan
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quote:
Originally posted by Hercules
But I think survivors will realise that you are a vampire. |
And just what basis have you for that claim? That I was scared of being killed and thought it best to sleep in Nikolai's tent, because I figured the two of us could defend better from the killer, whoever he is? Since when is self-preservation evidence of guilt?
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vovan
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quote:
Originally posted by self biased
or possibly the one person who was on to you from the start, you killed. |
 And just how were you onto me again? Besides, just to remind you, even in the hypothetical situation where I am actually a vampire, I couldn't possibly kill you. You died because you were a vampire, and could not get your blood. The only way you could not get your blood is if you tried to bite someone that stayed with someone else. And the only people that stayed together were me and Nikolai. That means you tried to convert one of us to one of you. You threatened my life. I guess that's what you mean when you say you were "on to" me. Pardon me if I don't mourn your death.
EDIT: OOC: Oh wait a minnit. That ain't right. The non-head-vampires kill people. Oh well, that is a nice scared irrational over the top rant any way. 
IC: Vovan suddenly shut his mouth and stared. He was shouting at thin air. He looked around to see if anyone heard him. There were a couple people looking on, but upon catching Vovan's eye, they turned away, pretending they didn't hear anything. Vovan walked on to the doctor's tent to ask him for something to calm down the nerves. The deaths were taking their toll on the programmer's mind. As Vovan went on his way, he heard giggles and whispers behind his back.
Last edited by vovan on 21-11-2004 at 12:56
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vovan
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It's funny you know, how a person's mind works. Every game I do this, I get voted off in a hurry, and yet no real mafia or vampire, or whatever the case might be, in their right mind would do this. And everybody knows it, because almost everyone has been mafia by now, and they always keep quiet. Lets you live longer that way. And yet, even though everyone knows that's what killers do, nobody votes that way. People vote for the loud person who tries to prove themselves innocent.
Oh well, see you in hell. 
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vovan
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Father, I don't know if I am worth of salvation. I am seeing things. Demons haunt me, father, and I simply don't have the strength to fend them off. Evil spirits whisper in my ear, and cannot help but listen.
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Snowflake
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falling, once again
Apr 2003
time: 23:18
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Number of votes:
DrSpike, 0
FlameFlash, 0
GeneralTacticus, 0
Hercules, 4
Heresson, 1
Nikolai, 1
Smiley, 1
Theben, 0
Vovan, 3
Whoha, 0
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Snowflake
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falling, once again
Apr 2003
time: 23:18
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Cooking was Hercules' life-time passion. He firmly believed that he could change people's mood through cooking. He loved to experiment with different materials and to make meals that suit the circumstances. Yesterday's roasted boar was perhaps his biggest success in his life. He had no doubt that it would have won him a trophy in the cooking competition.
The fruit yogurt he made this morning, however, had a strange effect on people. He used some lovely red wild plums he found in the forest and it tasted delicious, if one would ask him. He was shocked when Vovan suggested that it had something to do with blood. Computer programmers were good for nothing that is real. They look like vampires themselves, he thought indignantly.
Some people were almost convinced by him too, and started to suspect the programmar. Others on the other hands, were still suspicious about the fruit yogurt. The argument became heated and ended up in a mass fight. Disturbed by the uncivilized behaviors of people, flameflash and GeneralTacticus hid in their own tents, refused to participate. Bishop Heresson stood beside them, his mouth moving as if praying, although nobody really knew what he was saying.
As the fight heated up Smily picked up a burnt stick and charged toward Nikolai. The scientist has been exercising and keepping himself fit, however, so he was able to duck the stick. And the stick went straight into the cook's chest.
With an aggravated scream, everybody looked at the falling body of Hercules with astonishment. "He must be the vampire." Said Smiley, trying to assure himself, as he somehow felt partly responsible for this. "If he was a vampire," pondered DrSpike, "we need to take some more precautions to make sure he is dead." Everybody agreed. They put the cook's body in the fire where he cooked roasted boar for them.
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vovan
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Vovan looked on in shock at the burning flesh of the cook. He found this somewhat ironic that the man would end up this way. Suddenly, Vovan's eyes grew large and the jaw dropped. He could swear he saw the occultist come up to the fire, and give his hand to the cook, pulling him up to his feet. The two men looked at Vovan and shook a fist at him. Vovan dropped to his knees, and feverishly started reciting a prayer. When he was done, he pulled from underneath his shirt a cross he was wearing on his neck and kissed it. It was the first time he had ever actually wanted to do it. His whole life, he has been some thing of an atheist, and only wore the cross so as to not disappoint the people around him, who were strongly religious. This time, however, he was really hoping that faith would save him.
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Snowflake
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falling, once again
Apr 2003
time: 23:18
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Vovan was shaking. The horrible scene happened earlier today continued to play repetitedly in his mind. "I really shouldn't play so much computer games." He said to himself. "This must be unreal. I must be mad. Perhaps I just fell asleep in the middle of a game and I'm dreaming."
You can't fool me ... My colleagues know where i was travelling and they'll find you ... Somebody was whispering beside vovan's ears. "AAAHHHHHHHH", Vovan screamed, using his hands to cover his ears. But he was seeing things too. It was Self biased ... The shaddow wavered, shaked, but refused to go away. Vovan couldn't take it any more. He unzipped his tent, and dashed out, almost collided with DrSpike. DrSpike's eyes were red, shinning in the darkness of the night. Vovan pushed him aside, screamming, and continued to ran. The dark trees flowed backwards. The fire was flickering. Bishop Heresson sat beside the fire, his red eyes staring at Vovan, as if he was shocked by his craziness. An owl cried. Vovan heared the fluttering of wings. He dashed toward a tent closeby and patted on it. "Let me in please!!! Let me in!!!"
A head showed up inside the unzipped entrance of the tent. It was Theben. His eyes were red too. He voted for me today. Vovan suddenly sobered up. He looked at Theben again. His eyes were as normal as any other people. It's better than staying with myself. He decided. "Please, let me stay the night with you." Vovan pleaded. Theben gave him a long hard look, and then backed away from the entrance, letting him get inside.
The night passed quietly. Vovan woke up by the first thread of sunshine. I'm alive. Ecstasy filled his body. He sat up. Theben was sitting beside him, looking at him strangely. He must have not slept well last night. Vovan thought. Theben's face looked pale, and his eyes were a little red, apparently from lack of sleep.
Suddenly, they both smiled, and hugged together. Theben opened the door of the tent, and they stepped out. A small gathering was already formed in front of Vovan's tent. Vovan pushed into the crowd, and see DrSpike's body laying on the ground. A streak of blood smeared on his paper white face, and two red dots was apparent on his neck.
"Who else isn't here?" Whoha asked. Not surpisingly to every one, Nikolai's body was found inside his tent, its door unfastened.
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vovan
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Well, following my own "killers keep quiet" idea, I'll vote FlameFlash, GeneralTacticus, and that's it.
Last edited by vovan on 22-11-2004 at 06:34
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vovan
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You make a strong point. There, I am not accusing you any longer.
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