holdtheZooshorts Presents: LaWWpy Sayings (game thread)

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I must say, I’m sorely disappointed to see lack of participation from living players. Did y’all not learn from the Owwlympic events that mini games are important ?
All I learned from OWWlympics and this game is that my basic instinct is to troll mini-games.
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THE WORST OFFENDER. MY OWN MOTHER.

oh god I need to sleep. We’ve approached slap happy o’clock.
I see your angery react on my last post and raise you a horse drawing face react.


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I was going for an A for effort kinda thing. It was my submission for the first OWWlympics challenge.
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Did you feel that effort deserved an A?
 
Better than olympics I guess 😡
I actually love reading other peoples submissions, but I really was not wanting much participation bc if wolves got the reward we could be done. I think that we will see one or two wolves didn't participate and it easily could've sealed the game for them. We will see.
 
Night 3

He didn't know why everyone thought he was a villain. Everyone always thought he was a villain. And in some ways, he was. Maybe. No one really knew what was going on when Lawpy said his hands were "sweaty."

Well, some people thought they knew. But they didn't really want to think about that. That wasn't an area that their minds wanted to go. Ever. Yikes.

He'd just wanted to play some jokes on people, but he'd had terrible luck. He went to the library to see what the recommendations were for older people trying to be cool. You know, the kind who make dad jokes galore. But his plans kept getting derailed for one reason or another. He'd get them this time. He'd set one final trick up, although he didn't know it was his final one.

The shadowy figure lurking in the library knew, though. They weren't taking any chances. He could be kind of a wild card, unpredictable, and they couldn't keep him around. So they didn't.

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She'd been prowling through the town each night and had gone undetected. She'd made some wonderful friends in the past week. They'd trusted her! They'd gone along with her plans. It had all been perfect.

Until it wasn't.

The previous day had been incredibly stressful. One of her newly made friends had turned on her, saying that he thought she was the killer. She'd worked so hard to convince him otherwise, but he wouldn't listen to her. And she was getting really stressed.

Meanwhile...
Late at night is perfect for thinking about the game. For tinfoiling. Sometimes literally.

He'd found a hat made of the shiny, crinkly material, and it fit perfectly. It inspired some truly Lawpyesque ideas. Wild mechanics, unlikely actions - it seemed like the perfect opportunity to try something ... crazy.

He built. And built and built and built. It was the perfect killing device. But there was one major concern with it - it didn't turn on most of the time. But he was out of time to figure out why the ignition switch didn't always work. It was now or never for his plan.

Fortunately for him, even though his tinfoil contraption was huge, it was light enough that he could carry it easily. Because tinfoil. He slipped into the street and placed it in a shadowy location, and then he waited.

And waited.

Finally, he saw his target, walking casually. He had no hesitations. He startled her backwards onto the device and hit the switch, holding his breath. It seemed like it took ages.

Then the indicator light came on. The machine was operational.

She felt the ground beneath her start to move. The machine beeped "Walk pls. Steps pls." but this was too fast for walking. And she couldn't make it stop. So she ran. Faster. As fast as she could.

Their eyes locked. She'd known he would come for her eventually. His face was emotionless.

"Would it be a good time to kill Dina?" he asked. And walked away.
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Cast out from the Lawpyverse:
4. Viscernable, *runs away*, village hider
1. samac, shorty pls, 3P fruit vendor survivor
3. Crayola227, Oho!, village tourist
0. Melchizedek, VOTE COUNT NOW, village 1x early vote closer
11. Chaostrodon, It glitched, 3P anarchist
15. cubsrule4e, Not the okays!!! 🙁, village reflexive auto-post restrictor
6. BobLoblaw78, My hands are sweaty, village post restrictor
9. Dinashadow, Yeet Zoo, wolf JOAT

It is now Day 4. Vote/Yeet closes at 9 PM CDT (10 PM EDT/7 PM fantasyland) tomorrow, 11/2.
 
Cast out from the Lawpyverse:
4. Viscernable, *runs away*, village hider
1. samac, shorty pls, 3P fruit vendor survivor
3. Crayola227, Oho!, village tourist
0. Melchizedek, VOTE COUNT NOW, village 1x early vote closer
11. Chaostrodon, It glitched, 3P anarchist
15. cubsrule4e, Not the okays!!! 🙁, village reflexive auto-post restrictor
6. BobLoblaw78, My hands are sweaty, village post restrictor
9. Dinashadow, Yeet Zoo, wolf JOAT

It is now Day 4. Vote/Yeet closes at 9 PM CDT (10 PM EDT/7 PM fantasyland) tomorrow, 11/2.
There goes my no wolves theory 🙁 :bag::sorry:
 
It's formatted correctly, I don't know why it's showing up like that. And sometimes if I refresh, it shows up with 2 spaces instead. But never 1.

Man, the forums work so much worse since the most recent update 🙁
 
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