FG: Vampire! The Black Forest

[Hercules]

Ah the mixing with the blood of victims ploy.

I am sure that doesn't work either.

[self biased]

oh well... at least i'm dead, and not one of those things. you idiots couldn't protect possibly your only hope. hah.

[vovan]

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?

[self biased]

or possibly the one person who was on to you from the start, you killed. i don't know how you defeated my ward, but i'll make everyone's life miserable until you're done.

[vovan]

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.

[self biased]

the wind rustled. vovan had the impression that someone was standing behind him. he turned quickly several times, but found no one.

it was the first night. he heard whispered in his ear and there's no reason you couldn't have turned your tentmate, and sent him after me to feed. my colleagues know where i was travelling. they'll find me, and you before you're able to get off this rock.

a breeze carried the scent of rosemary through the air, as the trees all seemed to stare intently at vovan.

you can't fool nature, vovan....

the rosemary scent faded, as did the eerie presence.

[Heresson]

Father Heresson sits quietly under pine tree and looks at the crowd vigorously accusing each other:
"we're doomed" comes to his mind.
"the evil is steadily approaching"

[:) Smiley]

My third vote will go for Vovan.

[vovan]

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.

[Heresson]

No, son! Have faith in your salvation! Pray! And pray for your wrong-doers!

[vovan]

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.

[Heresson]

Even when You're walking a dark valley, have no fear of the Evil.
When they whisper to You, reply with a prayer.

[Snowflake]

Name	Occupation	Vote
DrSpike	Doctor	Hercules
FlameFlash	Mac user	?
GeneralTacticus	Photographer	?
Hercules	Cook	Vovan
Heresson	Bishop	prays
Nikolai	Scientist	Smiley and Hercules
Smiley	Logging industry executive	Hercules, Nikolai and Vovan
Self biased	occultist	dead
Theben	Commercial pilot	Vovan
Vovan	Computer programmer	Hercules
Whoha	Extra #4	Heresson

[Snowflake]

Number of votes:

DrSpike, 0
FlameFlash, 0
GeneralTacticus, 0
Hercules, 4
Heresson, 1
Nikolai, 1
Smiley, 1
Theben, 0
Vovan, 3
Whoha, 0

[Snowflake]

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.