13 people were recently chosen to take part in a Reality Television competition called “Ghost Town.” A simple concept, the contestants had to live in a formally uninhabited town forced to fend for themselves in terms of food, water and entertainment. If they could no longer cope they were sent home, either the last person remaining or any that chose to stay for the full 12 weeks would be declared the winner or winners and recive their share of the two million dollars prize money.
With all methods of contacting the outside world confiscated the players were flown into a small dilapidated town, completely in accessible except by air. They were met by a large man with a ponytail, who introduced himself as Axerton, the shows host, and camera man (the company making Ghost Town figured why pay for two men to do a job that could be done by one) He then brandished a two way radio, explaining that it was the only contact they had with anyone outside of the town, and it was only to contact the helicopter pilot when one of the players decided they wanted to throw in the towel. He then suggested that they explore their surroundings, doing their best to behave as if the camera wasn’t there.
It looked as if half the town had been destroyed by fire. What was still standing wasn’t in much better condition - a couple of dozen small wooden shacks that had been clearly patched up recently so as to be fit for human habitation. An odd, rotted out, platform stood in the center of the town, perhaps they liked public performances in this here. A call from one of the group caused everyone to gather round a small sign, near what had clearly once been a path. It read ‘Hammel – population…’ but the number was unreadable. Axerton smiled and pulled a thick black marker from his pocket and drew ‘13’ over where the previous number had been
“This will make for a nice promotional shot.”
At this point one of the group spoke up, “What happened here? Why is this town abandoned”
Axerton gave another smile “Well, there’s a story that gets passed around about creatures of darkness possessing members of the village and causing it to tear it self apart. Werewolves or some such. Not that I believe it, the fire that burned half the buildings down seems to match the time of that the town died, doesn’t take a genius to figure that out.”
Slowly the group dispersed some went to explore the surrounding forests. No one would be able to tell, but when three of them came back, a change had come over them. After an uneventful first day - where everyone ate what little food they had been allowed to bring with them – the contestants each chose one of the abandoned homes and went to sleep. No one would ever confess it later, but everyone had vivid dreams of wolves howling that night.
The next day could have been just as uneventful as the previous, if it weren’t for the fact that they found Axerton dead was nowhere to be seen. The players searched for him but all privately thought that this was some sort of surprise thought up to make the show interesting. Before long a shout brought everyone running to the platform they had seen the previous day, on which had been found one of the cameras, scratched into the side were the words “press play”
The picture was too dark to make out, but they could hear quite clearly a growling from somewhere behind the camera and in front of it, Axerton was whimpering and muttering gibberish. It continued like this for almost a minute, until something moved in the shadows of the small screen and Axerton let out a terrible scream which was cut off suddenly. Everyone watching stood stunned the tape still playing when suddenly a wolf’s head appeared on the screen, the two way in its mouth. It lingered there for a moment before biting down and crushing the radio in its jaws.
Everyone looked up at the platform, all realizing at once what it had been used for, and coming to the conclusion that it would have to be used for the same purpose again now.
Players.
Avec
Jimmy the Squid
Blue Kitty
Aztex
Objects inside Clouds
Dire bacterium
Dazed
Zombiedude
PantsFTW
blanktom
Thomas Edison
IronOxide
Spluff
(we’re playing with 3 wolves, a doctor and a cop – not a killing one though – Check your pms then cast your votes for the first to swing.) (also if you make a concious descion not to vote for what ever reason, I would like you to post saying so, or at least PM me. Be warned if you go to long without voting or at least telling me you're abstaing I may kill your character off without warning)
(just to clarify we're in the day phase at the moment, votes cast publicly in this thread for the first hanging)