2011 SUBSIM Werewolf Game Thread

[Oberon]

*Oberon starts whistling Westerwald whilst sitting on a chair watching Jimbuna.*

[Nisgeis]

Nisgeis strolled up to the base of the Southeast guard tower and slowly, without a sound climbed the steps upwards to the ramparts. He saw Gefreiter Tinman764 leaning on the stonework, with his back to him, looking out towards the southeast to the point where the Britisher’s submarine was moored. Soon, he thought, he will be inside there examining every scrap of paper, every scribble, every printed word and every system in the sub.

His eyes flicked back to Gefreiter Tinman764 and gave him a thorough inspection. Examining the Gefreiter’s posture, a series of scenarios played out in his mind. A kick to the back of the legs to get him quickly on his knees and then a quick twist of the head to snap the neck, yes, that would be good. Silent and "hands on". His leather clad hands clenched into balls and then relaxed.

Perhaps a quick hoist to the belt, which would send the Gefreiter over the wall and plunging to his death. With luck the Gefreiter would not die instantly and would twitch for several moments before passing on, but would he have time to get down there before the end? It would mean crossing over to the main gate and out to the base of the tower, which would take some time. Ah, to gaze into the eyes of a man who is dying is a wonder in itself. What secrets are revealed to them in their last moments? When will one of them finally give up their secrets to me?

He glanced around, to see who was watching. The East Turret was a fairly well hidden, the parapets obscuring the view from the ground and therefore most of the castle, but it was still somewhat exposed. It would not do to have a prolonged struggle up here. Nisgeis’ eyes settled on the holster on Gefreiter Tinman764’s hip. The fool hadn’t even buttoned it closed and the belt it was attached to was slack about his waist. It would be no trouble to lift the revolver out without him noticing. But where was the fun in that? It was hardly a subtlety either. Perhaps if Tinman764 got in his way, or if he needed a diversion later, yes, that could be a useful strategy. A gunshot would be very noisy and would cause a lot of commotion, drawing attention away from whomever. A prisoner escaping grabbed his revolver and shot him with it, yes that would work well. Poor Tinman764 put up a brave struggle, the report would read, but the vile Britisher overpowered him and shot him through the head. Flowers to his grieving widow or girlfriend. A hero to Germany. A diversion. A pawn.

He smiled to himself. He had spent a few seconds analysing the potential attacks and was pleased that his first instinct was the right one. It always was. Quick, quiet and hands on.

Nisgeis considered retreating down the steps to make a more audible approach. He had spent considerable time and effort in cultivating a reputation as a somewhat capable - not too good, not too bad, yet clumsy officer. It wouldn’t do to get a reputation for stealthy approaches after all that careful work, but on this occasion he decided the wind could provide reason enough for Tinman764 to not have heard him approach.

“Good Afternoon!” Nisgeis called in an affable voice, slightly louder than necessary. “Very Windy, ja?”. “Not the weather for flying a kite in no?”.

“My dear Tinman, I really must talk to you about something, if you have the time to spare from your duties. I would be in your debt for the duration if you had a few moments of your precious time to spare to listen to me.”

“Now, I hear you have been talking to the Oberst about a Britisher spy?”

[Tinman764]

*accidentally gulps down a mouthful of cigarette smoke in supprise*

"Herr Nisgeis," I splutter between stiffled coughs. "I'm sorry I didn't hear you approaching".
how the hell did he get so close to me without my noticing? And why are his eyes smiling at me?
"Sir, I merely raised the opinion that the enemies finding of our castle was somewhat... hmm ... mysterious. I don't believe it could be a coincidence. Cigarette?"

[The Enigma]

Originally Posted by HunterICX

*Has summoned the Oberfeldwebel Ducimes, Gefreiter Tinman764 and Gemeiner The Enigma*

Meine Herren,

Make sure these nosy Brits stay out of the castle unless they've been brought in with an escort...find a Brit nosing around on their own give him the appropiate welcome and bring him before me or Nisgeis. Understood?
Ow and could someone inform Gemeiner the tyrant to shoot any brit on sight when getting to close to their submarine.

that would be all

Zum Befehl Oberst HunterIXC

Enigma returns to his post and resumes his staring into the fog.
He started thinking about his beloved wife and hometown.

"Scheiße, wehre ich nur wider da heim. Meine Hildegard fehlt mir ja richtig."
This place is the worst place to be, despite of the food and the Bavarian beer.

The reminder of the beer brought his thoughts back to yesterday evening

Eh,eh when I think back to yesterday in the canteen, Ducimes had more then
enough of that beer.
He couldn't hold his liqueur no longer. The looks on the face of HunterICX,
when Ducimes peed into the corner where Gefreiter Tinman764 was sleeping. Eh eh eh.

The blowing of the wind makes Gemeiner Enigma shiver. Or is it something else causing this feeling.....???

[Tarrasque]

*For lack of more productive activities, Tarrasque leaves the bunkhouse. Pretending to jog, he takes the opportunity to eye up the strength of the fence.*

"Must be a weak patch somewhere."

[August]

Hey Oberon. Lets just shoot that fat old Britisher on the table and say he was trying to escape.

[Oberon]

"I think Herr Nis-Ni...Herr Bob would have a few issues with that, sir. He is rather hairy though isn't he? I guess these unterseeboot men don't get much chance to care for personal hygiene."

[Task Force]

*sitting in the bunkhouse

Hmm... (says to himself) what can one do in a pow camp...

Well, lets see, nothing. Not even a damn stack of cards! Hmm, and the blank walls. Cant even play I spy... wait... i just said spy, probably not the best thing to say around our new kraut friends. hmm...

*thinks to himself
Best to probably go to bed, who knows what will happen next. (Laughs) one of those krauts might go crazy an... Naaaa....

[The Enigma]

When Enigma turned around, he noticed that one of the POW's was jogging.

Dummköpfe, alles Dummköpfe.
They will learn soon that being here at the castle will suck out all of your energy. No need to take a hike just for fun.


Gemeiner Enigma started slowly walking along the fence while keeping his eyes on the POW.

[Lord Justice]

Originally Posted by Tarrasque

*For lack of more productive activities, Tarrasque leaves the bunkhouse. Pretending to jog, he takes the opportunity to eye up the strength of the fence.*

"Must be a weak patch somewhere."

* L J cant sleep, goes to the bunkhouse door and its slightly ajar * Good grief, I am more tired than I thought. * opens the door and steps into the fenced compound* Hey there is the Chief, what's he up to! " Chief, just going to take the water inside and I shall join you in a mo. "

[Tinman764]

After grabbing a couple bits of bread from the cookhouse, Tinman strolls back over to the dorm - stopping briefly to ensure the poster is still clearly visible.
No beer today, not after last night.. god I stunk! It's been a long day and I'm sure I wont be missed... I have a feeling I'm going to need to stay fresh for whatever these damn Englishmen have in store for us.

*Climbs into his bed and falls asleep*

[Jimbuna]

Jimbuna comes round to conciousness and is immediately aware of a sharp pain in the back of his head and of someone whistling a tune that sounded German in origin.

He tries to move a hand to feel what must be a bruise or cut on his head but realises he is bound to whatever he is lying on, not only that but so is his other hand and both legs.

Not wanting to let his enemies know he has regained consciousness he keeps his eyes closed and recaps what he believes has happened....he can recall the submarine being badly damaged from an air attack and he and the crew working feverishly to keep her from sinking, then finding land before being captured by the Germans. He can also recall swinging a punch at a German (Tyrant) and receiving an agonising blow to the head (cheers Duci) and nothing else after that.

With these thoughts in mind he moves his his head very slowly towards the whistling and slightly opens one eye...what he sees is a surgery or small infirmary of some kind and two Germans (August and Oberon) sitting at the far side of the room on either wall facing each other.

One thing struck jimbuna as being slightly odd about these two Germans...instead of sitting there looking at the prisoner they had obviously been tasked to guard they appeared to only have eyes for each other and were staring at one another in what looked like jimbuna to be in an affectionate way.

Jimbuna gave a wry smile to himself thinking 'thank God I'm strapped backside against the table' then fell back into unconsciousness.