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Xenophobic? Is that some kind of alien word from whatever alien planet you're from? Huh, ALIEN BLOODSUCKER???? Someone get me a hot needle, cause we need to test this guy's green alien blood!!!

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I !vote for Professor S

Seems far too eager to prove someone else an alien.

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I still don't get the need for the alternate names and the whole back story if it's never revealed who everyone is.

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Because it's more fun this way, duh!........:sneaky:

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The narration is just to set a mood and is a more intereting way of explaining how things unfold.

Plus some of the characters are tied to abilities. It's just for fun. And the roles are revealed when the person dies.

It's just more interesting than:

Today's Deaths:

Joey joe joe - vigilante
marioX - normal
etc.

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ivote breakabone

By the way, my friend BigJustinw wants to join too and he also votes for Mr. Penguin. ;)

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20 minutes left.

3 people have yet to vote.

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waiting on 4 people I think

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Round 1 voting is closed.

Round 2 voting commences after the narration which will be up shortly.

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Could we split the rounds up into separate threads?

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Bennings, the research team’s meteorologist sits alone nursing a glass of scotch. He contemplates the events of that day and his near fatal (not really) shooting at the hands of the Norwegians. But right then, something foreign brushes up against his leg. He jumps up knocking over the card table that provided a surface for his drink. The scotch did not survive the fall.

It was the husky.

“Clark! Take the fucking dog to the kennel! I was shot today!”

Bennings would use this to appeal for sympathy two more times that night when Childs has his TV too loud and when he wants Nauls to get up to make him some waffles.

Clark saunters into the room at no alarming pace and lightly grabs the husky by the scruff.

“Let’s go.”

Clark puts the new arrival in kennel, locks the door, and wanders off to go to bed. The new husky sits, looking intently at the other dogs…inquisitive even. The rest of the dogs start to back away. Some of them growl, others whine, but all are terrified as if they know exactly what is about to happen. The intruder husky begins to convulse, its eyes rolling back in its head. The dog begins to spray a strange liquid on the other dogs. The sled dogs are all barking their heads off at this point. One starts trying to bite through the wire mesh that constitutes the kennel walls. Then a series of whip-like red tentacles extend from the intruder dog which wrap around the other huskies.

Clark reenters the room to see what the commotion is about.

“Yeah, yeah, you all need to just-“

Clark stares in horror at the scene unfolding before his eyes. He is almost too dumbfounded to hit the alarm that was mounted a mere two feet away from him.

The alarm blares throughout the camp, rousting the men from their beds. Several of them rush into the kennels lead by MacReady. They all stop dead uttering almost in unision

“What the fuck?”

“Go get Childs! Tell him to bring the flamethrower”, MacReady yells.

Garry decides it can’t wait and begins shooting the dogs that are wrapped in the alien’s tentacles.

Clark yells in horror and tackles Garry to the ground.

Fuchs, an assistant biologist rushes back into the room.

“MacReady! I can’t find Childs!”

“What do you mean you can’t find him?”

“Well, he’s not in his room and he’s not here.”
“Son of a bitch!”, MacReady yells as he rushes to the storeroom for one of Childs modified flamethrowers.

Clark can take no more and rushes into the kennel to save the remaining dogs. As he opens the kennel door, one dog bursts out, whining and scampering to safety. The alien dog extends one of its tentacles which then wraps around Clark’s jugular.

MacReady returns, wielding a flamethrower and prepares to set the whole kennel ablaze.

“Wait!”, shouts assistant mechanic Palmer, “Clark is still in there!”

The men observe the dog handler’s state. The alien being is strangling his with one tentacle while penetrating him with three others. The general consensus at this point is to burn the bitch down.

MacReady lets loose with the flamethrower burning up everything in its path. The alien dog makes a sickening cracking sound as it splits in half. One half burns to death while the other half extends tentacles upwards and pulls itself into the air duct.

The rest of the men stare on helplessly.




Todays's deaths

Green - Clark (uninfected) - killed by mob vote

Clark had no powers but did know the idendity of one other player.

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I don't see the point. If there are this few posts with the full number of players...

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This is actually kind of funny.

Green plays these games with me on the PA boards and I thought he'd be good because he could help you all learn what to do.


And then you went and killed him.

I guess we learned who the real alien monsters are here.

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Mwaaa hahahahaaaa!

*wrings hands furiously with wrathful glee*

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Yeah... I feel kind of bad that we voted out Green already.

Sorry. :(