Since the last time Ever ran Are you a Werewolf went surprisingly well, he's decided to do it again -- posting fliers up around the Negaverse Housing complex and asking people to spread word through the ranks. His goal is to lay eyes on a few officers he's never met before, to bring some newbies in to meet potential mentors -- but of course, all are welcome.
This time around he'll be buying snack food and appetizers from a local restaurant, and offering them as well as alcohol and soda in the common room of Zinkenite's housing complex. Pillows cover the floor.
He's ready to, once again, sew some distrust and uncertainty. Hopefully there'll be fewer hurt feelings this time.
Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 5:34 pm
WHAT IS THIS?
This is going to be an in-character game of Are You a Werewolf? run by Ever Ambrodiel. The entire RP will take place in one night, IC, but OOC it might take several weeks, requiring at least one post a day from the participants.
But don't worry; this isn't going to be intensive RP, or at least it doesn't have to be. Daily posts might be as simple as saying "I vote we lynch/kill SO AND SO", or as complicated as pointing elaborate accusations at your friends and enemies.
THE ACTUAL RP:
All playing in this game will happen IC; so people will be encouraged to RP out conversations, or at least offer up their own comments, in the two days offered during the day cycle. People will have to be quick and post at least once a day, but they don't have to post much -- just a sentence or two should keep the game going!
The more you participate, the more you're likely to get out of this IC; rivalries or friendships or giving an impression of what your character is like.
WHO IS INVITED?
This is an event exclusively for Nega officers and Negaverse senshi, since they'll be the only ones getting invites. No one else will be allowed in, because this is supposed to be a chaos bonding event. Unfortunately, DMC senshi are excluded this time around, due to the breakdown between factions.
PARTICIPATING NEGAS:
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COUNT ME IN! Civilian Name: Mayumi Kobayashi Powered Name: Acanthite Link to Journal:Here!
NOTE: This information will be reviewed at the start of game, and will be restated each round, making it very clear what you have to do!
The game begins with everyone who's participating being assigned the role either of Villager, Werewolf, Seer, Protector or Cupid. These roles must be kept secret.
The concept is that this is a sleepy village somewhere in the highlands -- or, perhaps, whenever people imagine it being. This village is inhabited by a small group of isolated villagers who all, more or less, know each other. It is also overrun by werewolves. Each night, the werewolves devour a villager. Each morning, the villagers lynch someone in the town. It goes on until either all the werewolves are dead, or the werewolves match the villagers in number...
The game is played in day and night cycles.
Night Cycles -- Each Night cycle will last for one day, OOC, or until all werewolves have sent in their votes, whichever is shorter. During the night, all the participants who are werewolves will be PMed and asked who among the villagers they'd like to 'kill'. None know who the others are, in order to preserve the secrecy of the game. If they all vote for different people, the moderator will randomize between them.
The Seer is also PMed, and this person can ask about one other participant, to find out if they are a werewolf or a villager.
The Protector is also PMed, and person designates a player who cannot, that nigh,t be killed; if this is the same person the werewolves point out, no one dies this night!
The first night only, Cupid is PMed -- and Cupid picks two characters who are, after that point 'The Lovers'. They will be told this first night who they are, and who their co-lover is -- and, if one of them dies, so does the other. They only win if they are the last two standing, even if they are on opposing sides...
Day Cycles -- Each Day cycle will last for two days, OOC. Day starts with the victim being announced. The poor soul then gets an opportunity to act out a dramatic death scene, and are out of the game. They can no longer participate in any way except as a silent bystander.
After the victim dies, everyone else -- villagers and secret werewolves/seer alike -- decide to lynch someone. They must kill someone else in the group. They all talk in the game thread about who they want to kill, and then vote on who they want to take out, hoping that it will be a werewolf. The person lynched is then removed from a game -- again, with a dramatic death acted out if they'd like. They can no longer participate in any way except as a silent bystander.
At this point, Night starts again, and it repeats until either all the werewolves are killed or the number of werewolves equals the number of remaining villagers.
Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 5:46 pm
Ever had a job, now, and the change was obvious in every aspect of the common room -- from the fact that there were now twice as many pillows covering the floor to the smell of mid-priced appetizers, no longer the cheap-as-s**t pizza with glue-like cheese. The alcohol selection had grown as well, from simply beer to beer and mixers and a small selection of core alcohols.
Stolen from work, naturally. No one would realize.
This time around, he'd even taken the time to gussy up the game, not even trying to pretend that this wasn't the core of the event. His chair, the only one in the room, had been fancied with paper adornments that turned it into a proper throne, and there he sat, legs stretched out, with a handful of hand-printed cards in hand, shuffling through them absently...
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OOC:
Welcome to this little Nega meet & greet event! Most of the information in this thread should be a review from the sign up, but if you didn't read it then, please read it now!
Of course, as the game goes, I promise I will give specific instructions about what to do, both IC and OOC, so don't stress out if anything is unclear at this moment in time -- it will become clearer!
For now, I'm allowing an initial 48 hour window for you to simply write your character into the RP, and maybe interact -- briefly -- with other players. That window starts now! The actual game will start on the 14th.
A note: Everyone does know that everyone else is a Nega, but whether you reveal your in-uniform name/identity is up to you.
Not so very surprising that Zac was there early, after all he lived in the same building as Ever, and for the handful who knew it … he lived in the same –flat- as Ever.
For once he’d pulled the back of his hair up into a sort of small ponytail to keep it off his neck, however distracting that might prove to Ever aside, or perhaps that was somewhat the point.
“My god, the food actually smells like… food. I’m less and less reminded of when I first struck out from home.” He cast a faux wounded look at Ever, who was currently shuffling cards and shook his head mildly at the throne.
“You need a crown to go with that.” He remarked before pouring one drink and mixing a second with some concentration and then a cautious ‘sniff’ at the results. It resulted in a crinkled nose but he kept that one and handed the firs to Ever himself, clear, but most assuredly –not- water.
He then grabbed a pillow and flopped it onto a chair before sprawling out on the chair with a contented sigh.
“… I can’t believe I am actually looking forward to this.”
Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 6:42 pm
This wasn't Scott Erlea's thing, and had he not be encouraged to go by one Negaverse officer and then ordered to go by a certain green-eyed general, he might not have made the journey. He was terrible at parties because he was never invited, and he always lacked the initiative to invite himself into a part, so admittedly he was nervous.
'This is a bonding exercise, to get to know the Negaverse and the officers better,' Scott told himself as he arrived at the party, looking around the place and looking for the quietest corner of the room. He never really paid attention to who was already there or who they might be, so much as he paid attention to the pizza and drinks that were scattered on the table. 'Oh, well, at least they have food! Starving!'
So he grabbed a plate and began to help himself. With any luck, his mouth would be stuffed with food and that'd have to spare him from introducing himself and fumbling on the delivery, thus making a fool of himself. Maybe they wouldn't recognize him as Sailor Vespa? He certainly didn't want them to... that alone would laugh him right out of this party, so he decided to get as much pizza as possible before this game began.
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 7:12 pm
Nina was fairly sure that she wouldn’t know anyone who was at this little gathering, not because she just didn’t know them…even though she didn’t…but she hadn’t ever had any desire to get to know them. Sure, she had had a small flare of interest when she had first joined up with the Negaverse, but that had faded quickly and now she spent most of her time lazing about as a civilian, trying to pick up some of the pieces of her lost life…
Some could be picked up, but most could not.
Although…if she had tried, she could have easily started a new life and really been happy…but she had chose to just be grumpy and bitter about everything…so.
So it was a new year. And she was really ready to start over finally. She had dyed a streak in her hair and braided it up, trying to make sure she had a much more positive attitude with everything.
Though…positive attitudes normally only took her so far…and here she was, standing in the corner, watching the apartment with a wary expression. Not really the classy charming way she would have liked to enter this party.
Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 7:42 pm
When Ariel had heard about the party, she spent a little time looking up just what it was about on her laptop. What she found was a little disappointing. A roleplaying game? Really? Was everyone in the Negaverse ten or something? The promise of booze was enticing though... as was the idea that maybe getting to know her fellows, aka competition, was probably a good thing. Thus her final decision to attend. Hopefully, she could get herself voted out as soon as possible, at which point she could go back to enjoying the drinks and sizing up the rest of the players.
When she finally arrived at the common room, she looked carefully casual in her skin-tight ripped jeans and slouchy black sweater that hung off one shoulder. It didn't speak to the hour she had spent carefully choosing what to wear and the other hour of carefully doing up her hair in an artfully messy pony tail and putting on tasteful makeup. Black heeled boots thunked against the floor as she made her way inside, noting the lack of people thus far. At least with his throne-chair, working out who was in charge was fairly easy.
Pacing across the floor, she approached the pair, feeling an awkwardness at the new place and new people that she hated in herself. It stiffened her spine and her smile was bold when she offered her hand in greeting to the man in the chair, her other hand propped on a hip.
"Ariel Mishnah. I assume you're the man running this party, yeah? I may have gotten here a little early from the looks of things." Her smile included the man sitting beside him, on the off chance he was someone important she might need to be polite to.
Considering her brilliant success as the Seer of the last game, there was no way Lena was going to miss out on the second one! It said all sorts of interesting things about all the interesting people, putting her more in touch with a Negaverse she barely recognized. It was a bit of a culture shock to realize that the organization had more and more faces she'd never seen before, a problem the bluenette was determined to remedy. She was, after all, a relic of a time long past, an oddity in and of herself.
Sneaking up behind Zac was one of her favorite things to do, an arm hooking around his neck as he sprawled in a chair. "Did somebody mention a crown? If you're giving out crowns for winning this time everyone better watch out. I am a huge sucker for crowns." Crowns and stolen alcohol considering she was also extracting the interesting-smelling drink from the General King's hand, sipping at it before handing it back.
Careless, graceless, and mirthful was Lena Adler as she flopped down at the feet of Ever and Zac. If they were going to make a court she would gladly play the jester!
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 9:00 pm
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Ariel's work was excessive; in contrast, Ever's worn-out jeans with holes in the knees and a sweater gone so soft that it was virtually transparent looked like lounging around the house clothes -- which, of course, they were, his house being up a few floors from this room. The tousled mess of his distinctly-too-long-now white hair was neither intentional nor terribly attractive.
It was probably not inspiring for officers to see a General this way. But then, maybe most of them didn't even know he was a General.
Ever blinked up at her, and gestured vaguely to the food -- even as he rooted around in a bag to the left of his chair.
"There's food, alcohol, some time, I let people eat and settle before we start stabbing each other in the back." At least he was cheerful and unashamed, carelessly unfolding a paper Burger King crown between his hands to settle on his head, both eyebrows raised. He was most certainly the man in charge, now, and god help them all.
"Don't drink too much, because the losers will have to run laps around the Rift."
Getting to know people on a personal level wasn't Mackenzie's thing. In fact, she pretty much did everything in her power to avoid any sort of attachment to anyone, so going to a bonding exercise was incredibly beyond her comfort level. However, when someone above you in rank holds an event, it was your duty to be there. It made no difference to Mackenzie that it wasn't actually an order that she had to be there- the invitation was enough to force her through the doors of the apartment building and into the common room. Taking in the sight in front of her, she couldn't help mentally laughing at the fact that a military organization was using a roleplaying game and booze as a way to bring it's members closer together.
Slipping by the table of food, she scooped up a few random appetizers and a bottle of water before plopping down onto one of the pillows strewn across the floor. Considering everyone there so far was mostly sticking to themselves- besides the small group that sat with Ever- Kenzie was hopeful that maybe she would be able to get by without actually having to bond with any of these people. Maybe she could get through the game and go on her merry way without anyone trying to become her new bff.
One leg tucked under herself comfortably in her baggy sweat pants and tight long-sleeved plain shirt, and she people watched as complete strangers entered the room.
Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 12:40 am
Leora was fresh out of the hospital. Ok maybe not fresh out of the hospital, she had been discharged over a week ago much to the befuddlement of the doctors, at how she had recovered so fast.
But sense then, she hadn't left the house once. Not for work, not for school, definitely not for patrolling, and not out for a date with James... Nothing. Oh sure, she had done school work at home, and James had constantly checked up on her, but she still ha dent actually ventured anywhere.
Which was probably why she was standing outside this building, double checking the address to make sure she was at the right place. Ever had non to subtly decided she needed to stop sulking around the house. Go, meet some people. Get out of the house. he had said. And so she was. And its not like she was going patrolling. She was going to what really was the equivalent of an office part... Granted this was probably one of the strangest office parties there ever was.
Leora adjusted the ruffles of her skirt, once again decked out in a riot of Pastel Lolita fashion, and entered the building, making her way into a large room filled with strewn cushions, the air filled with the scent of foods and beverages. There were a few people already there, a few girls, Ever, a blue haired boy beside him, and Blonde who was eating pizza with a single minded determination.
She walked as Ever mentioned something about having to run laps, but she didn't quite catch all of it. The tiny little girl made her way over with dainty steps, her rather high heels allowing her to clear the five foot mark. " Ever... do I even want to know whats up with that crown..? "
Het let his gaze drift around the room as the other filtered in, his eyes bright with each new face though nothing else on his face seemed to change at all, save for a small nod at Ariel, and a casual introduction that he was ‘Zac’, and nothing more.
At least not till someone snuck up behind him to take his drink. He let it go easily as though perhaps on some level he’d expected this to happen. “Hi Lena.” He greeted her, letting her settle down in front of his chair. He arched an eyebrow down at her for a moment, the bubbly and yet slightly ‘odd’ young woman and then slung a leg over her shoulder.
“We’ll get you a tiara if you survive this game, how’s that.”
He had to stifle a wider grin when Mackenzie came through the door, though WHY he was grinning was probably lost on her, he stifled it behind a hand and lowered the drink back within reach for Lena.
He let his gaze drift back towards the ‘blond’ with his single minded consumption of food and decided, of all the things offered up today pizza was NOT going to be on his list of things to sample. Something about that kind of focused consumption was unsettling.
Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 10:36 am
The second Laine found out there was going to be another werewolf game, she was all for it. She had had so much fun the last time. And who was the first person she ran too? Lila. It had been easy to convince the other to go. Lila liked social things. Not to mention pizza and beer.
During the walk over there Laine had told her partner of the last game and all the twists and turns involved in it. How Gabriel had tried to throw her under the bus for being quiet, the name she had given Zac, the crazy drunks (who where probably Laine's favorite part of the whole thing) and so on and so forth. She was just finishing as she entered the building. "Right, sooo that's it. Oh, and don't steal the chair. We were threatened with a demotion if we tried to steal the chair." The white haired girl looked over the crowd, recognizing some and not others. "Do you know anyone here??"
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 1:35 pm
Game party. It was something that Jade wasn't familiar with. She was used to formal parties where manners and etiquette and status played a big role, not something where people mainly just... had fun in a relaxed environment. But, she had received an order from a captain to go so who she was to argue a word from higher rank?
So, here she was, checking the address she had and pondering was she in the right place. She was wearing mostly black, casual jeans, loose long sleeved shirt, boots and a very long cream-colored cashmere scarf which stood out well against all dark hues in her outfit.
People entered in the building, all negaverse agents she guessed. But she needed to be sure of that, and that she was in the right place so she approached couple girls entering the building.
"Excuse me? Is this the place where they are playing that werewolf game?"
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