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The Lounge / Re: Werenasa1 Rules and Gameplay
« on: October 26, 2018, 04:22:07 AM »
DD's not making sense, only 1 person a round can vote for a certain player, once they have, none of the others that round can, it's a team game.


Hi Inti',

Lurking, drinking, binge watching Norsemen.

The Lounge / Re: Werepenguin 7: THIS IS HALLOWEEN sign up thread
« on: October 24, 2018, 12:37:38 PM »

Were birds and halloween?

I'm In.


How could i miss this. I'm in.


Hurrah for Crouton!


Or, go as Ray Charles, method act again, as well as raising awareness for the blind, black out your glasses and try using a stick to get around. You will probably shake hands with his pot- plant and leave with his waste bin on your foot and any work you do that day will be useless, so prosecute them for not being set up for the temporarily visually impaired,  and have a well earned month off with PTSD.

Go as Perseus on his quest to kill Medusa and insist on only viewing people as reflections in your mirrored shield, then technically you haven't seen him, if it all goes wrong, chop the fuckers head off and claim you were method acting or you have dissociative identity disorder, it all depends on how far you want to take it, as it may impact your career prospects.

Flat Earth General / Re: UFO's come from infinite earth beyond Antarctica
« on: October 10, 2018, 04:25:26 AM »
Yes I actually do consider the developers leftists. You see they mock and ridicule everything that is spiritual or wholesome.

Yes I actually do consider the developers leftists. You see they mock and ridicule everything that is spiritual or wholesome.

And that spiritual wholesomeness includes abduction, torture, the use of drugs for indoctrination and brainwashing and the wholesale slaughter of sinners/innocents.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is what you get when you mix, shifting parental education of morality to games consoles and religion and a damaged society. 

The Lounge / Re: Werepenguins 6: Over the Ice Wall OFFICIAL SIGNUP THREAD
« on: October 09, 2018, 02:27:07 AM »

I'm in!

Oh! time-slip, sorry.

Philosophy, Religion & Society / Re: Spanner34.5 is Jesus.
« on: October 09, 2018, 02:14:39 AM »

I suggest a month long, by appointment only, Orgy, that includes drugs drink and lots of cake, on entering you can make alterations to your body and face, like the start of Skyrim, so everyone is happy with their looks and it will encourage the old as well as the young.

Call it “The chance to meet your God and let your hair down”, police it with Tigers.

In the second week or as people seem to be tiring, introduce tranquilisers, then napalm the fucking lot, do one in America and another on the Russia-Chinese border.

Report the incident vaguely as a possible terrorist/maybe faulty gas main tragedy that the police can’t look into as they were all invited, sweeten it with the fact there are a lot of empty houses going free and the fact that all the tigers escaped.

The Lounge / Re: Alright, I think it's time for a change with a new name.
« on: October 08, 2018, 01:20:59 PM »

Southern Bell-end
The Dust bowl Dandy


For me, the penguins won, fair and square

SCG new what she was and what she would become and played accordingly, I honestly see no signs of cheating, I was amazed that Boydster didn't cotton on especially when she didn't die the night the new penguin came on line but at that point he was at war with wise.

Wise, if you hadn't lost your temper we could have won, with NSS still pushing for the death of BHS we could have got one and maybe pointed out to the remaining that SCG was alive when clearly she shouldn't have been, however I tried in the last game to convince them that they had the roles mixed up (so did you I remember) and they didn't listen, so maybe not.

Also Wise, turd in the west is just a not very nice but mild insult, not racist.

DD, a good game, the rules largely worked well to confuse the PM's, unfortunately too well, I am glad you didn't bend things and make me the Penguin.


And Jura, no matter what you think (I'm sure you're just patting wise's ass for some reason) I didn't play boydster like a fiddle. There were lots of us tired of wise's behavior.  There were people just wanting to quit because of him.

Oh but you did! And seriously I'm okay with that, the girl done good. And I can see why you wouldn't want to represent yourself as an arch manipulator leading poor hapless Boydster (and Bully) around, even letting him die in the first vote whilst you stood there shouting "oh golly what can I do?", totally part of the game, and Wise (bless him) was your 2nd greatest ally, but you so did.
All in all a new evolution to the game, anyone heard from Roundy?

The Lounge / Re: Alright, I think it's time for a change with a new name.
« on: October 08, 2018, 07:36:31 AM »
Texas Ring-raider?

Which makes Wise spot on with his predictions if not necessarily with all his reasoning, I think that Wise takes the game far to seriously for his own good but you others know that and continually fed the beast, there is more than one person to blame for the disintegration of this game, the final lynch was childish.

In the end, insults aside, I side with Wise, although I think grudging respect has  to go to the arch penguin SCG, she played Boydster like a fiddle, just as Inti said.


Madness reigned, Mike's gentle life had been cut short, the oracle and exorcist were at each others throats and all the time the penguins watched. There was a very good chance that this would lead to the death of another villager, malice was not a good captain,  Someday this war is gonna end.


"We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar
Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;"


There's an angry man and a Wise man, follow the wise.

{Jura votes to lynch SCG]


Let's kill some damn penguin!


Come on. None of us know if he penguin or not. How can we be sure of this, your feelings?

The only proof that someone is a penguin comes after they get lynched.

Precisely.  So lets confirm this by voting to lynch BHS in the morning.
If you be relax yourself, I recommend boyster to recommend oracle asks for BHS. for only you be relax. I'm not sure but almost sure he is not penguin.  :)

I'm afraid if boydster learns from oracle his not being penguin but even so you want to lynch him.  ;D

That assumes that the oracle has gotten in touch with Boydster and has submitted BHS's name.

So we wait, if nothing comes through the ghost, you may get your way.


"How many people had I already killed? There was those six that I know about for sure. Close enough to blow their last breath in my face. But this time it was a villager and a Boydster. That wasn't supposed to make any difference to me, but it did. Shit...”


I send a silent message to the man I violently stabbed to death, clean the gore from my knife.
Sooo, what shall we do now? Cards anyone?


Best we can do in this soil is face down in a shallow grave, place some big rocks on top and scatter some of SCG's cooking around to poison any vermin, should you lead us to victory we'll come back and do it properly with a stone and everything.


Boydster is a true hero, or a clever little minx, don’t get me wrong BHS does seem to be a volatile case, with a shaky grasp of both math and normal human interaction. In the end I may be wrong, or a kind person may level this up and resolve it.

However, I always find that having made a questionable decision in a group, that group will seek to blame one person, irrespective of their following said verdict, or doing nothing to counter it.
In this position I find that sharpening a matt black 8” combat knife, while whistling Tomorrow belongs to me, usually diverts that attention.

I have that blade, and you must admit I can hold a tune.


Things turn ugly fast, the inclusion of the BHS faction always seemed to present an easy target for the penguin to rally people behind in the first day, but the rattled prefer some action, however knee-jerk, to patience, trouble was BHS probably wouldn’t hang around to help those that he sees as persecutors.
There was little to go on, if they were smart the Penguin would keep a low profile in the early days, the first victim of the mob is always a talker, Pez, the Colonel and Bully fitted that description, being the voice of reason could work too, the Chef, maybe, me? The Morrigan would let no other curse challenge hers, NSS? Who knows, the holy section?
Bottom line, BHS deserved a chance to prove himself, Boydster knew the ropes from both sides and knew how to rally people from beyond the grave.
[Jura votes to lynch the Boydster] 


Shit got out of hand last night, after stealing back my lighter from chef  I took myself down to the beach where the Yellow Eyed Penguins were nesting, I don't think they;ll be a problem as they're only knee high, surf was up, six foot peak with both a long right with left slide, tube city, shame I can't surf.

Got back as the sun was rising and the boat was on the fire, penguins don't take R&R, things need tightening up around here, talk of fragging one of our own to smoke out the penguin, too early in my opinion, Mike has painted his face green, camouflage apparently.


The others were having a pretty good day. They’d brought in hot-dogs and Tang and turned the LZ into a beach party.
The more they tried to make it just like home, the more they made everybody miss it.
Whatever four-star clown picked this place as a staging post had neglected to mention the colony of penguins on the southern tip of the island, little yellow-eyed fuckers, but we may have a saboteur.


We'd arrived on the island by boat

SCG, the one they called Chef, was from Florida, she was rapped too tight for Ruapuke , probably rapped too tight for Florida.
Mike on the forward 50's was a famous surfer from the beaches south of LA. You look at him and you wouldn't believe he ever fired a weapon in his whole life. Pez, Mr. Clean, was from some South Athens shithole. Light and space of New Zealand really put the zap on his head.
Then there was Boydster, the Chief. It might have been my mission, but it sure as shit was Chief's boat."

Never get out of the boat. Absolutely goddamn right. Unless you were going all the way, and we were sure as shit going all the way.


Small room somewhere in England, the Glenlivet crest over a dying fire, two greying men staring into the embers. One, small, birdlike with sharp grey eyes, sips a whiskey from a cut crystal glass.

“You received their request for help, but are loath to commit?”

The other, sighed, his only response was to gaze harder into the fire, forehead wrinkling as if reading something whose meaning remained elusive.

“I came,” The slight figure continued, “Because I agree it is a shame to waste minor trumps” He hesitated as the larger man bristled at the metaphor, then forged on, “When I have found the joker”

The larger mans head whipped round, “Jura? You found the bastard?”


“He won’t bloody help, you know he won’t”

“If we get him to even consider it might lift the curse, he will help”

“Will it though? I had grown rather fond of the thought of him suffering for lifetimes”

“Only the Morrigan knows”

“Do it, just don’t bring the shit here if he needs patching up”

A hotel room, Saigon. The ceiling fan like a slow-motion helicopter blade, barely moves the thick warm air.

Saigon, Shit. I’m still only in Saigon, every time I wake up it’s back here in Saigon, fan rotating, Doors tune in my head and a craving for a cigarette, I reach to the table, push the empty Brandy bottle aside, feeling for the packet.
I hear the double click of a zippo from across the room and I freeze. Jesus if they have traced me here. It would become an endless computer game of spawn die repeat. The final click as the Zippo closes and a voice.

Calm, cold, “Want one?” female.

See what the rules are, and role with it. Sitting up as I pull the covers over my lower half, the 45 is gone from the table as well as the camels, turn to see who’s here.

Icy beauty, that figures. Pale skin, raven hair, red lips, the whole ensemble but the look isn’t seduction, more watchful distain. She throws me the missing carton.

“One of Morrigan’s?” I’m not going for wit or incite, just getting things rolling as I extract a smoke from the packet, nodding to the Lighter on the table by her side. Her eyes don’t leave mine.

“Matches in that mess on the bedside.” Making me move further back and not giving me a little block of metal to throw, okay. She waits while I light up, trying not to show her how much I need this, even though she knows.

She stubs hers as the silence threatens to break.

“The novice priestess, Jura, she was known to you, yes?”

The past tense was like a frozen blade sinking slowly to my heart.

“What happened?” It came out strained, I didn’t care, If I thought for one second this frigid bitch had harmed her I would kill her, she hadn’t, not even to get at me, I’m not worth a priestess.

She waited, as I worked a few things out, they don’t like to waste breathe, she (Jura), was dead, they wanted revenge and I was their weapon, it wasn’t negotiable, it probably wouldn’t do me any good, in their eyes I was lost, a tool, I would do it, but not for them.

“It’s all in the dossier, she nudged a folder with her foot, you have three days, all in there.” She rose and headed for the door, then paused, without looking back “It will probably take you more than one go, and you never know, it might make a difference.”

I had wished for a mission, something other than the pointless cycle I had settled in to, and for my sins they gave me one, bought like room service by a beautiful woman and when it was over I’d never want another.


The Lounge / Re: Werepenguins 6: Over the Ice Wall OFFICIAL SIGNUP THREAD
« on: October 01, 2018, 08:21:12 AM »

I don't know quite what it was about my post that confused you, but I would love to be included.

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