Author Topic: Lovecraftian Ten-Word Game (Read 8165 times)

Wulfhere · « **on:** February 07, 2008, 11:51:34 AM »

You have ten words to add to a harrowing tale of blasphemous, noisome, rugose terror, such as Ol' H.P. would produce...

The Case of Honore Deschaiux started plainly enough, with a

Dozus · « **Reply #1 on:** February 07, 2008, 01:28:00 PM »

phonecall. It was one Miss Adeline Bordeaux, heir to the

Murometz · « **Reply #2 on:** February 07, 2008, 01:46:09 PM »

Deschaiux Estates and Wineries. Mademoiselle Bordeaux was afraid. She claimed

Ancient Gamer · « **Reply #3 on:** February 07, 2008, 03:36:08 PM »

that her beloved fiancee, Dr. Joseph Bordeaux, had disappeared while

Wulfhere · « **Reply #4 on:** February 07, 2008, 03:59:32 PM »

shopping for antiques among the rustic hamlets of the French

Murometz · « **Reply #5 on:** February 07, 2008, 04:28:26 PM »

Countryside. The police questioned the manservant who accompanied Bordeuax but

Ancient Gamer · « **Reply #6 on:** February 07, 2008, 04:47:24 PM »

all he did was to mutter incomprehensible gibberish and nonesense.

Dozus · « **Reply #7 on:** February 07, 2008, 09:49:55 PM »

I caught the next train for the vineyards. Oddly, on

Ancient Gamer · « **Reply #8 on:** February 08, 2008, 03:47:13 AM »

the station I was greeted by a peculiar man, he

Wulfhere · « **Reply #9 on:** February 08, 2008, 11:37:55 AM »

stared familiarly at me, his jaundiced complexion and yellowed eyes

Murometz · « **Reply #10 on:** February 08, 2008, 09:01:27 PM »

betraying his magnanimous nature. I recognized him then! It was

Dozus · « **Reply #11 on:** February 09, 2008, 10:24:43 AM »

Doctor Magnus MacRouth, an ancient history professor I had met

Chaosmark · « **Reply #12 on:** February 09, 2008, 04:52:40 PM »

whilst going to Cambridge four years ago. He was known

Ancient Gamer · « **Reply #13 on:** February 13, 2008, 05:45:05 AM »

to be slightly unhinged, but otherwise quite alright. So I

Dozus · « **Reply #14 on:** February 13, 2008, 05:49:43 AM »

gave him a friendly greeting, waiting to see if he

valadaar · « **Reply #15 on:** February 13, 2008, 10:24:49 AM »

recognized me in turn. Nothing prepared me for his reaction.

dark_dragon · « **Reply #16 on:** February 13, 2008, 11:59:21 AM »

His eyes suddenly widened and his hand dove into his

Dozus · « **Reply #17 on:** February 13, 2008, 02:54:34 PM »

pocket. "You!" he gasped, "I knew you!" He fumbled with

Murometz · « **Reply #18 on:** February 13, 2008, 03:30:06 PM »

with an item, then withdrew it from his pocket. It

Chaosmark · « **Reply #19 on:** February 13, 2008, 04:54:57 PM »

was an old, worn piece of parchment. He looked at

Murometz · « **Reply #20 on:** February 13, 2008, 05:00:10 PM »

me then and said, "I cannot myself believe what I--

Kinslayer · « **Reply #21 on:** February 13, 2008, 05:20:47 PM »

... have done, what I have read in this blasphemous tome.

Murometz · « **Reply #22 on:** February 13, 2008, 05:33:35 PM »

And it's all related to Honore Deschaiux' disappearence I'm afraid.

Rei · « **Reply #23 on:** February 25, 2008, 05:11:18 AM »

As I shake in horror, I pulled out a knife ---

Kinslayer · « **Reply #24 on:** March 22, 2008, 03:46:52 PM »

... and drew its edge across my palm. Then, I placed...