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REGISTRATION EXTENDED TO 8AM WEDNESDAY 21/4 HURRY HURRY HURRY

Register your interest for the next Freagle game here and pick any Eagle past or present to roleplay.

If you have no idea what this is, check out the original thread: https://www.bigfooty.com/forum/threads/weredocker-the-freagle-among-us-game-on.1238659/

Registration closes 8am Tuesday 20/4. You'll then have the rest of the day to post as your character before the Freagle kills on Tuesday night. If we get enough sign-ups, we'll have two Freagles. I'll edit this post with any other rules we decide on.

Registered
Rookie Pick - Jackson Nelson
ashley12 - Ashley McIntosh

ZergMinion - Jeremy McGovern
Ellroy80 - Daniel Kerr
Doashuey - Daniel Chick
FREAGLE!
HoneyBadger35 - Andrew McDougall
squashface - Adam "Who?" Carter
Ochre - Tom Swift
MrKK - Scott Lycett
DanWCE - Chris Masten
Dazzler10 - Laurie Keene
Carbine Chaos - Niamh Kelly

avishka5 - Kate Orme
Quinz - Matt Priddis
OMGFridge - Ryan Neates
FKASC - Bradd Dalziell


TWO FREAGLES - ONE VOTE PER DAY

ONE FREAGLE - STILL ONE VOTE PER DAY
 
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few beers and scotch'es deep but it's Niamh or wehat ever yo spell yoy sluts.
 
It's Laurie Keene. I'm convinced of that. He was keene as mustard to have everyone vote for Jackson Nelson a couple of days ago. Too keene, IMO.
 

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Well I am dead. Pro tip to the single players. Don't do dinner with the GF, or at least don't tell people you will be busy doing so. It will get you murdered.

Gl all.
Once you put your relationship ahead of the enjoyment of strangers on the Internet it could only work out one way I'm afraid.
 
Night 3
Daniel Kerr wasn't worried about the Freagle. He'd been a bouncer in Kalgoorlie - he could handle anything and anyone. Also, he watched a lot of UFC and was pretty sure he knew jiu jitsu now. Alone in his room, he did a few karate chops and tried a crane kick, successfully breaking a lamp. Kerr stared at the probably very expensive lamp and wondered how he could blame the Freagle for this. Maybe he could get up early, find whoever was killed and leave the lamp next to them. Brilliant, Daniel! As he gathered the pieces of the lamp, a shadow slipped out of his en suite.

A morning roll call quickly determined that Kerr was missing, presumed dead. The search for him began and ended in his bedroom. Kerr lay dead next to a broken lamp, an axe buried in skull. "Uh oh," said Carter, "that lamp was expensive. Mr Nisbett's not going to be happy about this."
"The Freagle must have broken it," McDougall suggested.

Well, they had the whole day ahead of them to find the Freagle. After breakfast, a huddle was called.

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Rest in Virtual Peace Ellroy80/Daniel Kerr. Sorry the post is a bit late.
 
Night 3
Daniel Kerr wasn't worried about the Freagle. He'd been a bouncer in Kalgoorlie - he could handle anything and anyone. Also, he watched a lot of UFC and was pretty sure he knew jiu jitsu now. Alone in his room, he did a few karate chops and tried a crane kick, successfully breaking a lamp. Kerr stared at the probably very expensive lamp and wondered how he could blame the Freagle for this. Maybe he could get up early, find whoever was killed and leave the lamp next to them. Brilliant, Daniel! As he gathered the pieces of the lamp, a shadow slipped out of his en suite.

A morning roll call quickly determined that Kerr was missing, presumed dead. The search for him began and ended in his bedroom. Kerr lay dead next to a broken lamp, an axe buried in skull. "Uh oh," said Carter, "that lamp was expensive. Mr Nisbett's not going to be happy about this."
"The Freagle must have broken it," McDougall suggested.

Well, they had the whole day ahead of them to find the Freagle. After breakfast, a huddle was called.

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Rest in Virtual Peace Ellroy80/Daniel Kerr. Sorry the post is a bit late.
I am shocked to be sitting here.

Good luck ladies and gents.
 
For the first time since she'd arrived in Australia, Niamh felt lost. Staring down at her hands, she wasn't sure if the residue left was from many years of picking beets on the Schrute farm next door, or for the atrocity she had committed the night before. I exiled an innocent man. He's dead because of me. Well, a man and a half, given Kerr had kicked the beet bucket as well. She ventured to the bathroom, but decided she didn't want no scrub, a scrub was a piece of cleaning apparatus that couldn't get no love from her.

She needed a distraction more than ever. She grabbed her phone and moved to open her favourite meme page, Dank Memes Melt Dayne Beams; however, before she made it, a post from a current housemate caught her eye...

Kate Orme I vote Kelly. There’s only room for one AFLW here and it isn’t her. 52m ago (one like, from Beatrice Devlyn)

That Juddas. What could possibly have possessed her to post this content? It wasn't as though she had a motive - Masto had been her hero, and she'd shared a quiet and respectful taxi ride with Kerr when she'd landed in Australia. Sure, Grace had been bottled, but by Mayo pub standards that was just a polite way of saying welcome to my country. That left Chick...oh...

Niamh's mind raced back to that first day when Chick made an air-finger signal her way. She'd looked away immediately, disgusted, turning around to see...Kate Orme...right behind her. What if he wasn't making advances towards me? What if he was making a signal to...his accomplice? Sure, Kate had voted for Chick...but only when she was essentially forced to. And how trustworthy was she, anyway? Always posting pictures from Niamh's games from unflattering angles. She had plenty of angles to take the photos from, mind, sitting on the sidelines. More time to plan murders, more than likely.

"You've forced me to do this," Niamh weeped, taking a line out of the Steven Milne playbook. "I vote for Kate Orme."
 
It was safe to say mornings weren't Jeremy McGovern's thing. The 2019 fixture with its abundance of night games had been a real blessing, and this coronavirus lockdown? A gift from the heavens.

So when Pridda had dragged him out of bed for a makeshift dawn service, he'd been tempted to tell him where to stick it. He'd remembered just in time that footy and war were practically the same thing, so he should show a little respect and be vertical for at least the minutes silence.

Now he was awake again, and yet another premiership hero was pushing up poppies. What the hell was going on around here? He whipped out his phone and fled to the solace of Modern Drunkard Magazine. Drunks of War was a good read, but it didn't really help the current situation.

He thought back to all the things he'd tried to unlock the mystery. Spirits. Beer. Wine. Then he remembered his all time favourite article "I was a teenage girly-drink junkie, and other shocking booze tales". It might just be time for mixers and tiny umbrellas. He headed upstairs. He'd seen a bar on the upstairs veranda. He reckoned that would have everything he needed.
 

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It was safe to say mornings weren't Jeremy McGovern's thing. The 2019 fixture with its abundance of night games had been a real blessing, and this coronavirus lockdown? A gift from the heavens.

So when Pridda had dragged him out of bed for a makeshift dawn service, he'd been tempted to tell him where to stick it. He'd remembered just in time that footy and war were practically the same thing, so he should show a little respect and be vertical for at least the minutes silence.

Now he was awake again, and yet another premiership hero was pushing up poppies. What the hell was going on around here? He whipped out his phone and fled to the solace of Modern Drunkard Magazine. Drunks of War was a good read, but it didn't really help the current situation.

He thought back to all the things he'd tried to unlock the mystery. Spirits. Beer. Wine. Then he remembered his all time favourite article "I was a teenage girly-drink junkie, and other shocking booze tales". It might just be time for mixers and tiny umbrellas. He headed upstairs. He'd seen a bar on the upstairs veranda. He reckoned that would have everything he needed.
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Kerr eliminated despite being heavily rumoured to be the freagle himself.

Something a foot here. Neatsy is now in deep thought. Well after he finishes off his afternoon cartoons.

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McGovern (McDougall, McIntosh)
McDougall (2x McIntosh)
Keene (Nelson, McIntosh)
Priddis (Carter, Kerr)
Dalziell (Nelson, Orme)
Some Priddi strange votes there.
 
Jeremy was now several fruity concoctions in and feeling better. He wandered back downstairs to see young Carter, who appeared to have finally gotten into the main house, waving around a spreadsheet.

Gov vaguely remembered consigning "no-knees" McIntosh to a watery grave yesterday and it had taken a couple of extra drinks to get over that recollection. He wanted to get it right this time. Niahm's Nostrodamus act on the first vote had turned out to be the luck of the irish, so it was clearly time to try maths.

Gov peered at the spreadsheet. "Hmmmm...solid list" he mused. It was a couple of minutes before his brain processed the top name. His brow furrowed. Could he be the Freagle? He'd been pretty blitzed every night so far, but surely he'd remember burying an Axe in Daniel Kerr. That seemed like the sort of thing that would stick with you. He considered things for a moment. He WAS the son of a foundation Docker after all. He pulled out his wallet and looked at the photo of his brother Mitch as a baby in a Dockers onesie. It always cracked him up and sure shut his brother up quickly if he got lippy. He had to admit he was a good candidate.

On the plus side, his gut pick from the first night of McDougall was on the list. That made him feel a little less like a dummy.

Something about the list bugged him. He counted on his fingers for a few minutes, losing count several times and ending up in negative territory at least once.

He decided to speak up. "If the killer isn't on this list, the Freagle kills us all" he pointed out.
 
By reviewing The ListTM and thinking about the first killing in Masten (former Freagle DanWCE ) I will be putting my vote today on someone who went deep in the last game and was burned by the Freagle late so they may have harboured enough bad blood to seek revenge on Day 1. Didn't vote for Freagle Chick yet was a part of the movement to send McIntosh packing.

Adam Carter votes for Laurie Keene
 

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