Vahktang

I thought I had.Is it still wrong now? More later, Vahktang

Still at the library. Short posts. Other game is over. Congrats all around. This game starts tomorrow morning, I'll start a thread then. First death Sunday, hopefully an NPC. More later, Vahktang

At the library today. Short posts. Already signed up: Katzaniel as Kerri, the dumb blond Tanuchan as Terri, Kate's sister, also dumb, also blond Degenero Angelus as Zachary Evans, average teenage high school popular kid. Tania's boyfriend, formerly Katie's boyfriend. Or something like that. Nave as Timmy, Katie's & Tania's 6 year old brother Elwen as Aidan Laran the teen angst punk Lady Celes Crusader as the Greta Von Richter German Scientist Gnarlitch as Albert E. Milhouse, teenage science nerd. Solivagus as the Heinrich cruel and angry security guard Eyremon as Ed Smith, engineer Dean the Adequete as Dirk Danger World weary traveler and all around go-getter. Ozymandias the Elder as Ira Legoosey, creepy actor cameo AND star! Now to work all these people into one storyline. OK, everybody want to go to a nuclear bomb test out in the desert, right? Exciting, important, history making. Notes on roles forthcoming. More later, Vahktang

I modded a tv characters game over in Kenzerco and the seer saw each wolf victim on the night of their death, watching the murder as it occured.Like 5 times. It was driving him insane. Fun time. I think it was the fantasy Island game. More later, Vahktang

Already signed up: Katzaniel as Katie, the dumb blond Tanuchan as Tania, Kate's sister, also dumb, also blond Degenero Angelus as Zachary Evans, average teenage high school popular kid. Tania's boyfriend, formerly Katie's boyfriend. Or something like that. Nave as Timmy, Katie's & Tania's 6 year old brother Elwen as Aidan Laran the teen angst punk "You're tearing me apart! " Lady Celes Crusader as the unnamed German Scientist Gnarlitch as Albert E. Milhouse, teenage science nerd. Genius from Village of the Giants, David Maclean form Invaders from Mars. Solivagus as the unnamed antisocial and general all round 'orrible person and Ozymandias the Elder as something or other And my question is: How come the twins don't have rhyming names? Just a thought. Looking good people. Countdown to action in _2_ days. "Coming soon to a theatre near you. The ultimate experience in excitment. Great Sci-Fi action You must See: Attack of the Atomic Space Werewolves See: The German Scientist who loves science more than life itself: "Ve must study zis thing. For Science!" See: The beautiful blond twins menaced by creatures with Unknown Appetites Twins screaming (in key) hand over mouth. And that's all I got right now. If you want to write your own trailer blurb or scene, or correct the above, post it here. And more movies: The Blob Village of the Giants X the unknown It! The Terror from Beyond Space More later, Keith

Spin him.A Race Bannon type. Voice (or played by) by Patrick Warburton. Perfect.Janitor? Government agent, a la Kent Mansley from Iron Giant? Other I didn't just sit through it, I liked it.Saw it twice. Was looking forward to seeing part 2 last month (as was originally announced) but looking forward to it...whenever it comes out. And, notes from the Werewolf Q & A: Looks like we're going to need another Timmy.But, then Nave picked up Timmy. Two twins, two Timmy's? Too confusing. Play it like everybody is around a circle in a room at a party.They can't plan strategy there. You shouldn't on this game. Agree on victims, yes, but keep the 'why's' and the 'if we get this one, then this will happen' to yourselves. The exception for the board game is character stuff that won't affect votes. Please, no PM'd/emailed coilitions. On the boards, fine. Baner.The Seer sight would pick up on something that important. Utterly random. No.But we probably don't want to sit around a week waiting for the next game to start. We often prep the next game before the last one is over, since many times the majority of players are dead and just lurking. More later, Keith

First, the link to the rules: http://www.eblong.com/zarf/werewolf.html And you can find other info around these boards and others. Check out the werewolf chronicles and the past three games for hints, etc. You're very welcome to join, but you're character is _way_ too complex for this game. Think simple, stereotype, then run with it. You still have a few days, go check out the cable channels and/or your video store. Game will officially start Saturday. More later, Vahktang

Werewolves are a superstitious and cowardly lot.They hunt only when they have overwhelming advantage. Or when they are very desparate. No singular hunts until there is only one left. More later, Vahktang

Well, with Werewolf III down to three people it's probably going to end soon. I've got some good response for me modding the next game, so: Attack of the Atomic Space Werewolves Werewolf in the 50's Sci-fi movies Werewolves are murderous, communist aliens. Villagers are 50's science fiction movie stereotypes: Teen angst punk German Scientist Square jawed american engineer/scientist Trusted military type Trusted G man Screaming girlfriend (who trips while slow monster is chasing them) Cameo rock n' roll band Cameo spooky actor etc. You know, Moon Dogie and the big Kahuna, that sort of thing. Jeepers. Already signed up: Katzaniel as the dumb blond (gilrfriend?) Elwen as the teen angst punk Lady Celes Crusader as the German Scientist Ozymandias the Elder as something or other Tanuchan as something else Start thinking of names. And we can have more than one dumb blond, teen angst punk, etc. It may be fun. Anc confusing. Rules so far: Everything that can affect a vote only occurs on the boards. Intercharacter PM's for character stuff only, please. Alliances on the boards only. Baning a wolf means no killing that night. A 48 hour schedule seems to work well around here, unless I get the featured players (wolves, seer, baner) PM's earlier. Much like Quentin and the movies for Kill Bill, here are some movies to check out on IMDB, etc: Thing From Another World, Tarantula Mole People Them Forbiddan planet Plan 9 from outer space Attack of the Killer Tomatoes Just about anything that was on MST3K More later, Vahktang

Kewl. Way Kewl. While reading the latest I imagined a tour of the estate 100 years later. Tour Guide: "Yes, this tower was the scene of the most grisly murder. Despite the fact of guards at the door..." More later, Vahktang

Wow.So, we're out of the Victorian mode, eh? More later, Vahktang

And I missed it. Darn. IC: The spectre that is Mr. Vahktang looks on with approval. "Good show." More later, Vahktang

OOCHehe... Sorry, Vahk. No way of you knowing who killed you, since you got hit from behind But maybe you could just discern two voices before losing conscience... Sincerely? Had a writer's block last night I hope next scenes will come out better. I have no complaints about your story telling or what happened to me._Mr. Vahktang_ on the other hand, has a lot to complain about. Woo-Hoo! There are no rules against it, but yes, I think lieing in OOC would be bad form.IC: "Hear, hear."_That'll_ teach him." More later, Vahktang

OOC: Oh, _very_ good. Ohmigawd.I died? Well, that makes a mess doesn't it? Didn't see that coming. Last time this happened I died in the Kenzerco game, too. 'Scuse me. Nope. Severly wounded, but not dead. OKIC: Mr. Vahktang the ghost stands in the breakfast room and watches the crowd carrying on despite. He is joined by the other recent dead. "Bosh." The others look towards him. "I died and the best I could write up was a '2'. "No initials. No better clews. "I doubt now my intestinal fortitude. "I suppose David will now send a wire to my family, informing them. "I hope my little sister takes care of my pets well. "She always did want my horse, so some good will come of it. More later, Vahktang

Could this be an aristocratic arguement gone out of hand? Rivalry and jealousy debased unto...murder? <a vote for Sir Alfred Peterson (Degenero Angelus) ==> rich old Knight and Nobleman> More later, Vahktang

Mr. Vahktang joins the ladies at breakfast. Seeing the well stocked table but failing to find what he wants he searches in vain for several minutes for something particular. "Mr. Vahktang," says Elisabeth Christie, "what are you searching for. Ask and we may be able to help you." "Well, I have a habit from home that I have not been able to break. Starting the morning with a, ah, an 'eye opener.' "Hmm,' asks Mrs. Horton. "Something with an alcaholic content," replies Mrs. Christie. "At eight-thirty in the morning," wonders Mrs. Horton. Mr. Varktang shrugs charmingly. Mrs. Horton points to the sideboard. "There's a good rhubarb wine there." "Rhubarb wine? "There is actually rhubarb wine? "And even more amazing, some of it can be qualified as bad? "I must have some. "Thank you, Mrs. Horton." Which he procedes to pour, offers some to the ladies, who decline and then sips some. "Hmm. Unusual. But not unpleasent. "Thank you for the suggestion, Mrs. Horton." More later, Vahktang

Cue Three Stooges sleeping sounds. More later, Vahktang

OOC You realize of course that Holmes is probably amounst us in disguise. That's usually how these stories work out, isn't it? Loved the letter Lady Celes Crusader. Very victorian to write. IC: Another death. Outrageous. Mr. Vahktang paces in his small room. 'A ha', he thinks. 'A trap for the murderer must be set.' 'Now, if only I had a large dog that spoke badly, his best friend a drug addict, a pretty couple and a librarianess type -' Mr. Vahktang wakes with a start. 'Too much of this English cooking. 'I need a snack.' He gets up and crosses his suite to David. "David." "Mfff." "David, I feel peckish. Bring me something. A roll, some cheese and some juice. And some brandy, bring the bottle." Sleepily, David gets up, throws on a robe and quietly exits the room. Mr. Vahktang goes to the plush chair that overlooks the garden and looks out into the night, noting how pretty the moonlight is on the well kept lawn and the distant trees, the mist curling thereabouts, and... When David returns, his master is asleep in the chair. He sets the food down, covers Mr. Vahktang with a blanket, then falls back into his own bed. More later, Vahktang

"Ay, there's the rub, Mr. Doyle."We don't want to involve the authorities except to hand them the guilty party." "These killers?"You've encountered them before?" More later, Keith

"For just that reason."We are reasonably intelligent people. A cunning murderer may take that into consideration, believing a clumsy murder would not make an intelligent man a suspect." "But you do have a point there."Poison is historically known to be the weapon of choice of cowards and scoundrels. And women." "If this was not such a great tragedy, it would make a good puzzle. "But you are correct, scandel must be avoided. "To that end, have the bride and groom been informed?" More later, Vahktang

Flash back time: Mr. Vahktang thinks back to idylic times. Like yesterday. Elizabeth strides forward and plants herself in front of Mr. Vahktang looking expectantly and is surprised and charmed slightly when he blushes slightly but carries on. "Madam. In the interests of this new age, allow me to introduce myself: I am Shota Vahktang, my homeland is Georgia and I greet you in the continental style." Elizabeth extends her hand, Shota takes it, brings it to his lips while he bows and clicks his heels. This brings a slight smile to Elizabeth's lips. "And I greet you, Mr. Vahktang. My name is Elisabeth Christie. Since this is a friendly event, you may call me Elisabeth." Mr. Vahktang is taken aback, not used to this western forwardness. "And you must call me Shota, please. "As you can guess, and I have said, I am a visitor to this country and very interested in the local features. Would you care to show me the garden?" 'New to this country he may be,' thought Elizabeth, 'but not new to flirting.' "Of course, Shota," she says, extending her arm, which he takes, as they peramble through the louvre doors and down to the garden. Once outside Mr. Vahktang is amazed at the size of the grounds and how well kept and managed it all is, but one feature catches his eye above all others. "Ah, a hedge maze. I have heard of such things, but I have never seen." "Yes, Sir Cecil's is one of the largest and most extensive in all of England. A couple can be lost from sight for hours in there I understand." "Really? Hours you say." "Yes, and there is statuary and flower beds in the interior that simply must be seen." "Then see them we must." And with that they entered the maze, not to be seen for quite some time. Now: "Not everything is as cut and dried as in your country, Mr. Cooper. Not everything has to be directly utilitarian. There is aesthetics, tradition and history."A degree in Philosophy is a mark of a gentleman. "This could not be the work of the hoi polloi. It must be the work of a common man. "I understand Wil, that you have some experience in killing vermin, traps and poisons, is that not so?" OOC: accusation for Gnarlitch - Wil C'mon people. This is Victorian England. Let's align along class lines. More later, Vahktang

Mr. Vahktang steps down from the carriage and breathes in the country air. He is a mature man, past his majority and outfitted in good conservate clothing, not the latest fashions yet neither worn nor tired. And though the suit is tailored for him, he does not suit the suit well. It seems almost ill fitting as if he is still not used to these types of clothing or that there is a slight disablility of the body that he has long experience in concealing. But his breeding and manner comes through and though he sometimes seems ill at ease he quickly puts his companions and acquaintices at ease, despite his slight accent. "Ah, good for the freshness," he says, turning to his carriage mates. While the servents bring down his bags he looks around the estate entrence, marvelling at what he's always read but never seen: a genuine english country estate. Fortune had smiled upon him when he made the friends he did and finally got an invitation out here. He could feel his education broadening just standing here. And speaking of such, he espies a lady talking to a friend at the foyer, and is taken. He calls over his servent, David, an orientel of friendly mien. "That lady there, David," he said, indicating "The most beautiful one in beige and green with the red hair?" "Yes. You know me well. Find out her name and who she is travelling with." "And if she is attached?" "Well, yes. I'll send a note later today asking if I can call on her." "You know all my relatives found their wives at their wedding." "Of course they did. You people practice arranged marriages." "Well, yes, there is that." "Go." "Yes. Master." More later, Vahktang

Boy, does that sound guilty. More later, Vahktang

I'm in. Victorian England please. 'The Case of the Loup Garou.' If we're taking names similiar, I am Vahktang, a Georgian gentleman, on a tour of the continent. Call me Russian and I'll call you out. I'm Georgian, not russian. More later, Vahktang

This is a great tragic story. I almost wish the wolves would win and the tragedy would be complete. But not quite. Die wolves, die. More later, Vahktang