NOTW XVII: The Stealer of Souls (restored)

my vote for myself was a mockery of everyone else's vote for themselves.

A satire, you hear? ;)
 
"Yes, yes. I vote the mechanical mayor to be mayor, I."

Stops to think for a moment.

"Did not we build him already, did? Hee hee hee."
 
Lynch votes in cursive light red
(all right, bold black then if that's the way its done)
{What the hell? That's Magneta, and black? What if I use the black backgronud and all my text is white? Your post is confusing.}

Pinman for mayor!
 
The Innkeeper Smiles at the Fisher.

Aye
I should be mayor. You must always remember the saying: "Make the person with all the booze mayor!"

A free round of drinks on the house everybody to celebrate my candidacy.
 
"Oh, you fools, you misguided sheep. Here's a verse from The Epic of Bob."

Oh, you fools, you misguided sheep.

The man said with a sigh.

Oh well, too bad, it can't be helped,

I've far bigger fish to fry.


"Also I'll nominate LightFang the Bard to be the mayor. Since I'm the only responsible and intelligent one around here."
 
{Sorry about the lateness, like Hitti, I kind of missed the thread...}
{Also I'm having a hard time getting into character so forgive the short post}

The Elf mage walks into the inn discreetly and without fuss.

I don't suppose you have any non-alcoholic beverages do you ? Any fresh milk would do... Alcohol dulls the senses and doesn't mix very well with magic, you know...

Turning back to face the crowd and speaking louder than before :

It takes more than drinking heavily, cursing and making jokes to make a man. But that seems to be lost on the most thick-skinned of us.

And now we must elect a mayor ? And lynch one of us, too ?
I hear some who want to be mayor, but what do they propose to get us out of here? Is it power you're all after ? Power corrupts, too. And you have to be careful what you wish for, sometimes you might get it.

With that said, he makes eye contact with all the others before turning back to face the wall and sipping his drink.
 
heh... the elf can't take his drink... "non-alcoholic?"... be a real "man"... ;) and drink some of that beer...

the orc leans back with a mug of beer, and, as he drinks, the beer drips down into his venerable beard...

hahahaha!
 
The old sage nods his head towards the elf mage in agreement.

"I'm glad to see another soul who steers clear of the dangers of alcohol. I'm also glad to see we share the same values when it comes to running this village.

"I'm disappointed to hear some of the comments made by our fellow villagers. I am very wary of those who want power for themselves but cannot keep control of themselves, especially in these dire times. I ask everyone one of you to sober up and see the reality that is setting in. People are dying! All I see is people looking to profit in this sad circumstance, but hardly anyone wanting to find a solution. I shall withhold my vote for now until an informed nomination is made.

"As for the lynch vote, it is a sad thing to execute villagers for the sake of finding who is responsible for these atrocities. If only there can be another way. I saw a vote thrown out to our poor beggar. Before we get too carried away, let's hear what the beggar has to say. While they may be considered a "nuisance," remember they too are a life form none the less and should be given the same respect we all deserve."

The old sage leans back in his chair and sips his green tea. He hopes some good can come out of this madness.
 
In the meanwhile the engineer has tinkered together a small box.

"Hee heee. Mayor here, mayor. In the box, in."

The small box talks with a rough voice.

"Voiice oof maayor, I"

"Now body need for mayor,now. Hee hee."

"BUILD, build."
 
[Post 74]
Author : D'Artagnan59

OOC: LightFang, you realize you just voted for yourself, right?

And whoever this mechanical mayor is sounds good.
 
"Yes voting, yes. Need to place a vote, need."

Scratches his temple with the pen, and manages to scribble something on it.

"Yes I need to build a voting machine, yes."

Spreads his pergament again and starts looking for a clear spot. After finding a tiny clearing he starts drawing tiny images and text so small that's it's almost impossible to read.

"Power source is genious for this one, power."

Leans on the bard and laughs into his ear.

"You see my friend, you. Hee heee heee."

Then spreads his arms in a wide arc and declares.

"This one will be powered by
splitting particles, this!"


"No voting, no. Need machine first, need. Ask mayor I shall for vote, ask."

The box speaks with rough voice.

"Mayor I shall vote self."

The engineer looks annoyed at the box. Then hits and shakes it.

"Lynch will be many, but Guardsman are first."
 
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