*** 2009 SUBSIM Werewolf Hunt - Story and Game thread ***

[Chad]

Originally Posted by NealT

<to Chad> Something strange is happening Herr Oberst...the fish are not biting as they used to.

Please explain yourself peasant.. What would you have I do?

And barmaid, bring me a beer, come now, it's been a long day.

[Letum]

If the locals where fish a good German fisherman would throw them back, right Oberst?

[Chad]

Originally Posted by Letum

If the locals where fish a good German fisherman would throw them back, right Obert?

Ja.. Tell us one of your stories Private Letum, if I remember correctly you came from a small town near a lake back in Germany right?

[Letum]

Originally Posted by Chad

Ja.. Tell us one of your stories Private Letum, if I remember correctly you came from a small town near a lake back in Germany right?

Very well kiddies. Sit comfortably and let Private Letum tell you a story from the
motherland.
I am from the tiny lakeside village of Pouch in Mühlbeck.
I had a good Catholic wife before the war; just what my parents wanted.

Catholic indeed! She was practically a nun! So dull, so up tight. Not at all like these
blond Norwegian girls. *smiles at the barmaid again*. My wife, she forbid me to drink,
she forbid me to even look at other women, let alone talk to them. She was a
curse!

For 15 years until 1943 I was under her rule.
Then Boom! The Americans come in their fat skycars and bomb the house.

What do you think my wifes last words to me on her death bed are? She says to me
that no catholic woman can't enter heaven if her husband is unfaithful after his wifes
death. She made me promise that as long as I was in Germany and had a grave to
visit her at I would never look at another woman.

What could I do? I mean...the rest of my life!?
Here's what I did!
I had her cremated, scatted the ashes without a gravestone, found my flat feet had
magically fixed them selves and joined the wehrmacht to head out of Germany.

So here I am, free of all my ties and where does the Fuhrer send me to make the
most of being single for the first time in years? A village full of crazy fishermen to
guard a fuel depo that hasn't seen a drop of oil since Autum 1944.

But hey, who am I to complain. At least it's quiet here and I can sit out the war in
peace.

[SandyCaesar]

"I objectsh to the 'crayshy fisherman' part!" *hic*

Considering that he had yet to drain his first stein of beer, this was a very bad sign.

"You wantsh crayshy? Go down shoush, down the *hic* fjord! They'sh sheeding Trondheim with sho many minesh, a fish carnt fartsh underwater but he get blown shky-high..and now the ice ish getting worsh, no boat can get out wizthout going...going...what wash that big ship? Four funnelsh, went down, not a shub...shub...shubmarine did it, hit ishe. Go either..." *wild hand gesture* "...or you hit mine. We're shtuck here, mate!" He took another slurp.

[A Very Super Market]

Gemeiner Super Market was getting increasingly paranoid in the enlisted bunks. Task Force was snoring loudly, and it was getting increasingly hard to focus.

Am I on guard duty? Dammit, I don't even remember!

He quickly grabs a rifle from the rack, and runs outside. The watch tower is on the outskirts of the woods, and Laufen is still up there.

He has me covered right? *Crack* What was that? It came from the woods! This is Letum's rifle... isn't he on guard duty?

Letum!!! Is that you?

He walks into the woods slowly, trying to peer through the fog. There are strange sounds coming from the depths. Suddenly, he falls face-first into the dirt, tripping on a log.

Agh! Good god, this gun isn't even loaded! *Whimper* AAAAAAAAAAH!

The private ran directly through the base, possibly waking up half the residents, and nearly rams the inn door down.

Excuse me, I need to use the washroom...

[Raptor1]

*Wakes up in the bar...again, looks at what time it is and starts strolling back to the submarine, hoping he doesn't run into anyone or anything*

...

*Suddenly remembering that Herr Kaleun wanted the boat sea-worthy as soon as possible, he changes direction and knocks on the door to the machine shop*

Anybody here?

*Finding the place empty, returns to the submarine*