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[quote="Evas"]Ezra Aferlaus:The only options we have is to keep swinging away. Hopefully we hit somethign again. We have to be getting close to the end... How many wolves can there really be?
I didn't see anything. I never see anything. I just spend my time on my Blackberry.
Speaking of which, I think I had been emailing some of you guys... I forget who all off hand. I accidentally deleted my inbox. It thing we should kick start our little sewing Circle again.
As for who to vote for, Harold has been pretty astute so far. I'll go with him.
VOTE: Ivanna Prerosky
Frankly I don't have anything else. Except for these pieces... I think I have a name. Does that mean anything to anyone?
Evas wrote:Ezra Aferlaus:The only options we have is to keep swinging away. Hopefully we hit somethign again. We have to be getting close to the end... How many wolves can there really be?
I didn't see anything. I never see anything. I just spend my time on my Blackberry.
Speaking of which, I think I had been emailing some of you guys... I forget who all off hand. I accidentally deleted my inbox. It thing we should kick start our little sewing Circle again.
As for who to vote for, Harold has been pretty astute so far. I'll go with him.
VOTE: Ivanna Prerosky
Frankly I don't have anything else. Except for these pieces... I think I have a name. Does that mean anything to anyone?
Ivanna Prerosky: I think this whole thing has been shots in the dark and the fact that we've managed to nail two werewolves is remarkable. But, why would you want to harm a poor old lady like myself? I just sit here all day waiting to go home and hoping I don't die at night…
I'm like the rest of you, I just want this whole fiasco to be over with.
A long day spent playing in the river
and laying about in the sun had left
the entire group famished and Marty
was more than eager to roast a pig.
"There's nothing like a roast pig
on a spit over an open flame!" he
exclaimed while waiving a cleaver about.
"C'mon, man," Sam complained.
"How long does that thing take to cook?"
"Oh, I think she'll be perfect in
less than 3 hours," Marty beamed.
"Gah!"
***
Up on the path to the beach, the others
gathered around the alter table that
had been pulled out of the church.
"I can't believe that T-bone is all
that's left of the cow that squished
Tim!" Ivanna declared.
"It sure was tasty, though," Julie
agreed. "Marty's a really good cook,
don't you think Harold?"
"I'm a vegetarian," he grumbled.
"You must really enjoy the werewolf
killings, then," Julie teased.
"If only they knew the conditions
in which we were raised," Harold replied,
"they'd never eat another person again!
Just think of it... millions of people
going through a dull daily life, being fed
nothing but Mountain Dew and Doritos
while being forced to labor away in a
tiny cubicle with barely enough room to
stretch out their arms. All this just
to fatten them up so that a werewolf
can enjoy his gluttony!"
"Ummmm ... and I thought Dowlon was creepy."
***
A short while later, Dowlon himself
showed up to find out what the group's
verdict was on their voting for the day.
Sam, Ivanna, and Julie met him and
informed him of the decision that
Marty was likely the next werewolf.
"I'd vote for Harold," Julie said, "but
he seems to have convinced me he's
not interested in eating any of us."
"It could have been a ruse," Ivanna
pointed out.
"Doesn't matter," Sam said. "Marty's
having way too much fun cooking that
pig after the cow thing yesterday.
It's clearly him."
"Very well," Dowlon replied. "Since he
seems preoccupied with his roast and
we really can't rely on livestock raining
down from the heavens every day, I think
I'll just make this quick."
Dowlon took the silver dagger and
quickly came up from behind Marty.
Wasting no time, he sliced Marty's
neck, who then fell to the ground.
