Night 6
The horses were feeling content and happy as they settled in to their stalls for the night. They had done well with removing some of the threats that faced them, and jovially discussed their tasty hay dinners with a newly acquired sense of safety. One pretty warmblood mare was looking forward to the nice, quiet atmosphere. She had been a sensation enough in the show ring that she just liked to have a little peace and quiet to herself at home, you know?
But unfortunately, someone had plans to disrupt her slumber. A pretty piebald with distinctive markings shoved her way into Blue Hors Matine's stall and kicked her out, saying, "Sorry toots, there's room for only one star here, and that's
me."
Dead is @Karabiner13 - Blue Hors Matine - Passive Delay Blocker
who would block anyone who visited her the night before.
Meanwhile, inside the tack room, the old dusty TV was playing re-runs of a classic show...
The laugh track rolled with mirth as Mr. Ed asks about life insurance because he is concerned for his well-being. The conversation couldn't come soon enough. Someone came into the tack room and double barrel-kicked the TV screen out right as Mr. Ed said, "no thanks, I'm a horse, not a (guinea) pig!".
The attacker called down the row of stalls to his friend, "There,
finally shut up that awful racket. Ugh, these old shows are
so lame."
Dead is @Lupin21 - Mr. Ed - Info Giver
who could use her power of speech to whisper a bit of game info into someone's ear each night
Please check your PMs and make sure they're still correct.
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