Hinckley

It's spelled "allowed." Please don't quote pictures, especially enormous ones, unless absolutely necessary. Thank you.

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Keep your expectations low and you won't be disappointed!

The frog is getting a little uncomfortable with the way William stares at him. "Look froggy!" William says, "There's an ice cream cart! Cool, huh? I wonder where that came from." "Ribbit." The frog responds. It shifts uncomfortably. "I couldn't figure that challenge out," William admits. "What can you build with two taps and four 1 x 2 tiles? How silly. Oh look, what a coincidence! This ice cream cart has two taps and four 1 x 2 tiles. Hahahahahahaha. How weird..." Although scared for her life and wanting the comfort of her husband, Donna also needs a little break from him and his odd frog connection. She sits with Sylvia and Penny, who aren't very talkative either. Sylvia seems pre-occupied with the pool. Ingrid and Tony take advantage of the cleared staircase and spend some quality time alone on the balcony. "Is that a mushroom?" Tony asks. "Yes." Ingrid answers. "Were there drugs in the ice cream cart?" Tony probes further. "Maybe," Ingrid tells him, "I wouldn't worry about it too much. It's just something I do in Hinckley's games." Sheldon and Siegourney also look for some private space, maybe to make some more babies. "I can't believe there were so few flavor choices," Sheldon complains, "Vanilla sucks." Siegourney is beginning to re-think her choice to spend so much of what are possibly her final hours on Earth with Sheldon. She wonders if Diesel has a big one... Diesel, however, for once not fixated on statues, is staring down Richard. Richard stares back. The paranoid tension in the room gets thicker and thicker. "Nice shirt." Diesel says. "You nice shirt." Richard answers. They both squint a little tighter at each other. But the main tension in the room revolved around the three members of yesterday's failed trust group. The three of them stand in the center of the room, watching the other's every move while Samantha takes a snooze on the stairs. She has, of course, removed her lipstick so her lips don't dry out while she sleeps... Something isn't right... ...about one or more of them... ...and they can almost figure out what's causing the suspicion... "We're Neapolitan!" Diana cries. "One or more of us is a demon!" Chris cries, "I'll bet anything that it's the presumably innocent old lady. Don't you people watch horror movies? It's always the one you'd least expect. Just like in that one movie...where those people are trapped in the elevator...and the power keeps going out...and one of them is the devil...it's by that guy who wrote The Sixth Sense..." "Devil!" Diana answers. "No," Fred tells her, "It's M. Night Shyamalam." "What's up, guys?" The old monk says, as he re-appears in a flash, "The hour of the full eclipse draws nearer and..." "Really?" The old monk asks, incredulously, at the unconscious Samantha Cole, "We're literally sleeping now..." "Nuts to this!" Sheldon cries as he pushes past Richard and Diesel to get to the old monk, "Let me through. I've gotta give this guy a piece of my mind." "My ice cream!" Richard cries as Sheldon bumps into him and the scoop plops into the pool. "Listen buddy!" Sheldon cries, "You told us there was one demon and our job was to find out who it was." "That's correct." The old monk agrees. "Well now someone has this crazy theory that there are more demons being 'converted' every time you turn the place white," Sheldon continues, "That's crazy, isn't it?" "Anything's possible," The monk answers, "I've also told you that you need to know who you can trust when Vacuus rises from the depths." "You don't spell Vacuus consistently," Sheldon points out. The monk ignores him. "If your objective shifts during the mystery, there would probably be some indication that that shift was occurring." "Well," Sheldon says, "if there were conversions happening, I would hope there'd be some indication as to how many have taken place. Otherwise that would be stupid and unfair. Stupid, unfair games are the worst kind!" "Enough!" Shouts the monk as he slams his staff on the stone of the stairs. The light changes drastically and all the remaining members of the tour are treated to a vision from the past. "The winners of the challenge have chosen William Falcon (WhiteFang), Donna Falcon (Dannylonglegs), Siegourney Harcourt (Siegfried), and Sylvia Berent (Zepher) to receive clues." The old monk tells them as the room begins to fade to white, "The group has nominated William Falcon (WhiteFang), Donna Falcon (Dannylonglegs) and Siegourney Harcourt (Siegfried) to receive an additional clue. However, I regret to inform you that at least one person in that group cannot be trusted." "And now you may see what has brought this to be," he says as the room fades out completely to white...

*a large portion of the ceiling collapses and crushes stupid Sheldon under it's weight. The guts, blood and chunks of brains and bone ooze into the pool...* *However, Sheldon gets better quickly...*

Snow White is so drunk.

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That's right! And there's no dinner either, so it can't be a dinner story.

Second most strange? You've only seen the banner?

I meant to lock this, too.

Well, at least one issue has been cleared up. I guess I've extended it 24 hours, that should've been enough to get a fourth vote out of Samantha... Oh well. This chapter is over, but it's time for bed. I'll have a conclusion up in 24 hours.

So, Emi gave birth to a lizard?

Princess Bride?

No, but you can receive a clue if the other two vote for you. I'll allow some more time in the day to allow you your fourth vote. Currently, there is a tie for the third place in the group clue category. William: 3 Siegourney: 2 Donna: 1 Chris: 1 Someone who hasn't cast a vote yet should do their best to break the tie between Donna and Chris. The chapter is staying open for a while for several reasons.

You both should only be voting for one person.

And it was more about you demonstrating how hypothesizing works. I thought that was classy.

*This chapter will close in approximately 24 hours, depending on how much fun the smartass voice has on Saturday night.*

Go Rick!

Joining just to promote your eBay auctions is in direct opposition to our site guidelines. See ya.

Apparently if you spell it Angry Birds, but I bypass the megablocking swear filter, so I can't test it.

Hilariously, I have fallen for one of my favorite tricks, swear filter trickery. I'll look into why this is in our swear filter, but hooray for me!

People are reporting you as a spammer. Please refer to the game by it's actual title if you want people to take the discussion seriously.

Interestingly enough, the tide wasn't taller than the sea-walls constructed. However, the earthquake was so big it, not only shifted the Earth's axis, dropped the sea floor three meters, allowing the tide to surge over the walls. I don't remember if I have the specifics correct. It has been a year since I learned these facts, but the original construction of those sea-walls should have been tall enough to stop the tide that came in, according to the documentary I watched.

You can advertise your facsimile of Sandy's game forum with that small, tasteful ad in your sig, but please don't recruit workers or staff members here. Thank you.

*Blah. Sorry, that was Chris. My fault.* The winners of today's challenge are: Sheldon Wills (Shadows) Samantha Cole (Rufus) & Diana Mantino (Fugazi) So, those three people will now vote for 4 people to receive clues. All discussion should take place in this thread. The crazy old monk appears again. "Let's try the trust game again." He says, "Everyone, including the challenge winners, should vote for one person they trust. The top three vote-getters will get a group clue ... if they can be trusted."