Thanks everyone, been in the mental health system for about 2 years now, various issues and a setback in September I didn't really start waking up until January. Been a fucking wild ride and I cannot express how important it is to take care of your health, mental, physical, and spiritual (If you are into that side of things)


Now.. for the death and destruction of your hopes and dreams....




After the shocking death of RED(RIP Tea time), the village found itself on its heels, but only for a moment. With nobody gutted from the night before, surely the escort preoccupied an important target the night before. Cool headed villagers began to step forward with a plan for the village on how to determine their current situation and how much danger they were still in. Thinking they had at least 2 wolves down, and the alpha located they determined that @Nhamlet was their next best option for lynching a wolf. Without much of a struggle, NHamlet walked to the gallows, scuffing his feet, kicking up dust as he walked. The village watched as he put the noose around his own neck.

"This makes no difference in our outcome" he says as he gives the nod, dropping through the hole beneath him.






The village seems confident in their decision, and seems slightly less on edge than nights before, walking back to their homes as the sun sets, holding conversations with their neighbours as if they will see them the next day.

As soon as the moon breaks the horizon, a howl rings out. This is different than previous ones heard, there is no pain in the tone, just a thunderous, deep gutteral sound.



A rushing through the brush is heard, and the sound of a door being broken down, followed by a shrill scream. The sounds coming from the home sound like furniture being tossed, broken and torn. A proud "AWOOOOOOOOOO" echoes throughout the village as the sounds dissipate.


The next morning, a previously content village walks out to see the house of @notoriousTRON in a state of shambles. Door still on the floor, the inside of the house is unrecognizable with nothing left intact.. not even the body of Tron. At first glance, it looks as if the house got a new coat of paint, but upon further inspection the clumps prove that the new colour is various shades of Trons entrails. On one wall is written "The end is near for you" in a deep red.