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Truckosaurus

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I'm running a West Coast-themed game of Werewolf. If you didn't see my post in RDT, this is basically how it works:
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One of the participants is randomly selected at random by some randomised means to be the Freagle lurking among us. Only I, as compere, and the Freagle know who the Freagle is. Every night, the Freagle kills one other participant of their choice (by sending me a message with the name). In the morning, the survivors try to determine who the Freagle is (by majority vote). If they're right, they win. If they're wrong, the exiled/executed can gloat from the sidelines in safety. The Freagle will try and lead you astray.


Register your interest here to play. As we're all pretty bored by this point, pick any Eagle past or present to roleplay in the game for added spice. Registrations close 8pm WST Friday, 10 April with the game to start on Saturday. None of us are going away this Easter, so no excuses about missing out because of it.

Registered
kane249 - Fraser Gehrig
DanWCE - Ben Cousins
Carbine Chaos - Corey Adamson
ashley12 - Ashley Sampi
Biggie - Chris Judd
HoneyBadger35 - Jaymie Graham
avishka5 - Damien Adkins
Doashuey - Beau Waters
Ochre - Tom Swift
squashface - Ashton Hams

MrKK - Paul Symmons
RookiePick - Rowan Jones
Dazzler10 - Darren Glass
hudson2006 - Mark LeCras
 
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Honestly all this Freagle talk has made me search myself up on google - Max Gawn like

**** I am god. **** I am great. But I am not a pornstar. Or a Freagle.


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Honestly all this Freagle talk has made me search myself up on google - Max Gawn like

fu** I am god. fu** I am great. But I am not a pornstar. Or a Freagle.


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F*ck how good was that Cousins-Kerr-Judd combo?!

Sorry to de-rail the thread btw. Keeping an eye on the game; interested in participating in the next one. Kinda reminds me of a card game called "Secret Hitler".
 
Sorry gents, missed this yesterday. I cant vote for a cripple.
I award.the Master Chef apron to the light fingered Lecca. Im also bunkered down in Lancelin and the prick hasnt invited me fishing, so fk im.
 
Exile

The huddle broke. It had been an intense and... strange discussion, with Jaymie Graham repeatedly threatening to kill himself, but the votes had been cast. Mark LeCras' cheeky grin was replaced by a look of stoic intensity. Jaymie Graham was provided with the number for Beyond Blue. "It's all right," LeCras said as Waters and Glass approached him, "I'll see myself out." He took the stairs down to the secure carpark and a few minutes later, the survivors watched as his Toyota Hilux, with its specially-fitted refrigerated rear tray, drove off into the sunset. The survivors waited. After a few minutes, nothing dramatic had happened so they felt pretty good and went on with their days in the now much more spacious MRP.


























Watching the evening news, they saw that Mark LeCras had been arrested by police at a roadblock. Apparently the cops had been unconvinced by his insistence that he was just going to Cervantes "to pick up some limes for work" and that the fishing equipment in his car was just for exercise while he waited for the Hilux to be loaded. His passenger, Kookaburras captain Aran Zalewski, was officially cautioned. As the segment aired, all activity in MRP ground to a halt. The players knew that if LeCras had been a Freagle, the cops would never have arrested him. Everyone in Perth knew that Fremantle had WAPOL in their pocket. They'd condemned an innocent man to a large fine and the increased risk of infection. Seven hearts were heavy with that knowledge, but one rejoiced. The Freagle was not done yet.

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Hudson2006/Mark LeCras was not the Freagle.
 
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Oh wow Lec wasn’t the Freagle, what a ****en twist that is, who among us possibly could have seen that coming.

All the Lec voters who refused to switch their vote to me are the prime suspects. I know it won’t save me, hurry up and get this over with, but check how hard some of them went to vote out an Eagle in the face of all evidence. And if it turns out none of the LeCras voters are the Freagle, then you’re all even stupider than I thought. Kill me mercifully, then round on them when you’re down to the final five and the werewolf has just two days left to win.

One vote Judd.
 

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Night 4

As their numbers dwindled paranoia quickly set in and the players scattered. Ashton Hams had a plan. As the smallest one present, he had the greatest number of hiding places open to him. The vents were out of the question, they were full of Cousins' stuff, and Hams wasn't keen on tempting fate by hiding in a locker so he tried the kitchen. If he hid in the oven, he could leave the door ajar just enough wide for air without it being obvious that there was anyone in there. Surely this would see him through the night...


But he got strangled in the hall before he could get there. Had the Freagle known of his plans, he may have waited long enough to set up a Steamed Hams joke but he's a traitor, not a psychic.

As it was, the players found Hams in the kitchen anyway - tied to a makeshift spit with an apple stuffed in his mouth. Pieces of celery were strewn on the floor, arranged in anchor shapes.

Yet another huddle was called.
 
I make big noise about predicting that the freagle would kill Graham today so of course they go me. I must’ve been onto something, hey Chris?

If it turns out it is Judd after none of you campaigners went for him yesterday with me I will be livid.
 
I make big noise about predicting that the freagle would kill Graham today so of course they go me. I must’ve been onto something, hey Chris?

If it turns out it is Judd after none of you campaigners went for him yesterday with me I will be livid.

Quiet now so we can enjoy eating you, Hamzy. I'm moving from one BBQ to another
 
The one person receptive to my ideas gets killed. The remaining group vote me out. The Freagle strikes again tonight. Down to the final five.

Are you guys trying to win this game or are you just wanting to see how many creative deaths Trucko can come up with?
 

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