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The GCDers were worried. Rumours and warnings? They were all for it. An actual killing, though? Well, they were not so sure on that one...

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S H O Y K I N G and Roy Salamandra were at the former's home, plotting something that would cause a commotion among the Snipervillers.
"It must be EXPLOSIVE!" Shoy said, sketching a mushroom-like shape on the Sniperville map that was on the table before them.
"But where would we get the explosives from?" Roy asked in reply.
Silence.
"You know, we could always just pretend that one of us disappeared, only to come back later..." Roy said slowly, thinking what would prove a good excuse to do so.
"...Roy, you just hit the nail," Shoy said, and proceeded: "This is what we'll do...." Shoy stood up from the couch they were working in and went to open the window while he thought.

As Shoy turned his back on the window, the sniper appeared right where he had been looking at moments before. Before Shoy could plan on how to carry out their ploy, Roy's "death" would no longer be a fake one.
Shoy heard a rifle shot which made him turn around, just in time to see a dark figure running down the street. He turned round again to see his friend Roy bleeding on the couch; Roy could have probably been saved if it were not for the people who arrived then.

"Shoy, we heard a gunshot -" the GCDers said, as they stared at the unconscious Roy. "You are the killer! Jail him!"
Before Shoy could even say what he had seen, he was thrown into a sad damp cell in jail. "They probably didn't even go back for Roy," he said quietly, trying to ignore a noise he heard in a nearby cell...

~

[Moseley] thought that now that the killer had been found, there was nothing to worry about; as did the rest of the people of Sniperville.

The night was quiet, perfectly quiet for reading. Mose decided he would reread through the messages the killer had posted in the newspaper, his worries increasing as he did.
If someone had started a game with them, would he be caught that easily?
Mose didn't think so.

"He must be somewhere near..." Mose whispered to himself.
"You are right," the killer said from somewhere behind him. Moseley had a quick reaction, and tried to block the attack with the chair he was sitting in.
Moseley managed to hit the Crazed Killer with the chair, causing his head to bleed. While Mose silently celebrated this small action, the dazed CK pushed him back. Mose, surprised at the sudden reaction, didn't manage to stay on foot, and fell back, breaking his neck with the desk behind him.

After all, killers cannot be killed that easily.

Chikorin Moonie was, like many, expecting something bad, but still not exactly worried. There were, after all, about fifty other people who had the same chance as her to be killed. But today, that small chance would go on her.

She was doing nothing out of the ordinary. It was not even night yet, just a nice, calm day with no GCDers running around looking for suspicious people. Chi was merely taking a walk in the park, thinking about something that might tie together the kills that had happened.

Coming up with nothing, she decided she would go to the café, maybe to talk with whoever was there, maybe to try and find suspicious people as some were starting to do. She went to the café, and, seeing as it was pretty empty, sat on a table on her own.

She called the waitress, who smiled at her as she took her order. She looked around as she waited for her cappuccino to arrive. Some people across the other people were getting up from the table, but they did not seem suspicious at all. There was a suspicious looking cat girl behind her, but Chi decided that no one would dare harm her in plain daylight.

Or could they? She waved this thought out of her mind as she held her cup and took a sip out of it. So warm, and sweet, and foamy... The foam didn't let her notice the dark colour her drink really had.

Just when she was about to get up and leave, she noticed that she couldn't move at all. Apparently, a fast acting poison had been slipped into her drink. She could see a dark figure pass in front of her before her heart stopped responding, and before anyone could notice what was going on.

~

´Aine Chievious had been afraid of carrying her katana around since the killings had started. Everyone would suspect her of murder. In fact, she was surprised that it had not yet happened.

Aine felt she would now be more suspicious, since Chikorin Moonie had apparently died right in front of her eyes, without anyone noticing. Of course, there were witnesses that she had done nothing, but who would ever believe her when they desperately wanted to have a suspect?

She had left the café a few hours ago, after timing her leave carefully so as to not arouse suspicion. Aine was now calmly sitting in her living room, watching TV for the local news in case any new murder was reported.

The cool night breeze entered from the window behind her, which gave the room a quite nice temperature. Unfortunately, she had forgot that half the kills had occurred through shoots.

The sniper entered noiselessly through her window, and pointed a rifle at the back of Aine's neck without her even noticing. Her death was fast.

~

"Triskellion killed them!" the GCDers shouted as Trisk tried running away from them. He cursed under his breath at whoever had pointed fingers at him first, since everyone had followed along.

Realizing that there was no possible way he would be able to escape, he slowed down and let the GCDers get him. He was soon in a jail besides Shoy, and he could see Red and Silver Death from inside.

"So, did any of you actually did something suspicious?" Trisk asked, trying to liven up things a little.
"No," Shoy answered first, and then R&S.
"You know," the latter one said, "we could always try running away..."
Silence followed. Maybe this idea had not been completely disregarded...

The remaining G-Team was outside a house, waiting for a killer to arrive. He was sure the killer would be there, this person had been protected by him the past two days...
The Crazed Killer arrived at the scene where the G-Team was. The target, though, was not the person inside.

"SeaMyth!" the Crazed Killer called out to the person standing on guard. Sea Myth looked over.
"Oh, hello! What are you doing up so late?" he replied.
"I couldn't sleep, you know, with all of these killings going on..." the CK replied, waiting to see his reaction. "But what are you doing here?"

He lingered a little before letting it out, but figured it would be pretty suspicious if he did not say it: "I am part of the G-Team," he said, waiting for a reaction. As the CK said nothing, he went on: "Would you not tell anyone?"
"Of course," the Crazed Killer said, "but you chose, in fact, the worst person to tell that information to." The killer produced a lighter from their clothes, and put it to Sea Myth's neck. "Now," the CK went on, "you have two choices. Would you rather do your job and protect the person inside, or die for what is right?"
Sea Myth didn't linger for a second, and said: "I am here to protect the Snipervillers, even if it means my life -"

The CK gagged Sea Myth's mouth, and sprayed oil on him. "Why are these G-Teamers so loyal to the villagers?" the CK asked aloud, and turned on the lighter...

~

The Sniper did not think Hirun Hikari was "unkillable."

Such a despicable word. Had he thought it would be easy to just provoke the Sniper and get away like that? Not at all.

Hirun Hikari was certainly aware that he had pretty much challenged at least on of the killers. He was expecting for one of them to come and get him soon. Actually, he had expected a killer sooner, but it had not yet happened, so he had relaxed a little.

Just a little, but the Sniper knew that no one could forget about these things when they were still happening.

The Sniper had actually waited for Hirun to arrive home to greet him at the entrance. Anyone could have seen there was someone outside, but the GCDers no longer wanted to go out at night.

Hirun was tired at his arrival, so he did not notice the dark silhouette of the Sniper waiting for him. As he did, though, the Sniper already had already pointed a riffle at his forehead.

"So you're unkillable, huh? I don't think so."

BANG!

~

The GCDers had decided that getting rid of bad influences could help increase security in town. Unphotographable, being a pole dancer, was not exactly considered a good influence for the people.

He was at home when the GCDers decided to knock on his door.
"Unphotographable! You've been accused of..."
"Of what?" he asked, curious.
"Of being a bad influence for our children!" a GCDer yelled from the mob.
"...there's not even any children here..." Photo replied. They didn't listen anyway, and took him to jail.

Photo glanced over at Shoy, who was apparently digging a hole with his...hat?
Oh well.

Tedie Behr had been doing her best to help uncover the clues the CK had left them. Not much speculation had arisen, but something was something, and she was playing her part. Her desk was full with copies of the letters the CK had attached to the gifts sent, and she had been trying to figure this all out.

She felt she was getting nowhere, but hey, at least she had clues! She could come up with something, if she could only find people who she actually could trust...yes, that was it. Find someone you can trust.

But how could she know who to trust and who not to? Everything was so confusing!

She noticed she had been pacing around her room, and that her hands were shaking and sweaty. Why was she so nervous?
"Who can I trust?!" she said out loud.

She could feel it. Someone looking at her. But the window curtains were closed, so how could this be? Perhaps someone was there.

Driven by curiosity instead of her instincts (which were telling her to stay locked up in her room), she opened the door, and walked down the hall to the living room. "Anyone here?" she asked.
"Hello," she heard a familiar voice say.
"Oh, but it's only you!" Tedie said, looking for the source of it. "I thought you might be the killer..."
"...and goodbye!" the second person said, moving at a fast pace behind her, and shooting the back of her head. "You certainly didn't know who to trust," the Sniper said, and silently walked out of Tedie's house while waiting for the rest of the GCDers to arrive.

~

Buzzkid24 was certainly pissing off the Crazed Killer. Who did he think he was, making a hit list, saying he knew who would be the next victim, trying so hard to get the people of Sniperville together to find the killers! How brave of him!

The CK went directly to Buzz's house, and knocked on his door. Of course, Buzz would open, the CK thought, anyone was welcome at his home now that he had decided to play good guy. Such an imprudent person! And, as the CK had thought, he opened just like that, no precautions, no weapons at all, he seemed to feel the world was at his command.

"Hi Buzz!" the CK said, trying to hide any emotions that could be shown through voice, "I heard you were trying to find the killers..."
"Of course!" Buzz answered. "How did you even know!"
"Well, you did post an announcement and have been saying it around..." the CK replied.
"Oh, but if you're right!" Buzz said with a smile, "come on in! We'll find those killers!"
"If they don't find you first!" the CK said, and had soon pinned Buzz down on the floor with a hand on his neck.
"Now," the killer said, "to do it the fast, or the slow way? You're being such a bother..." The CK took Buzz by the head and started turning his neck around slowly, slowly...

CRACK!

~

"So thirteen is not a lucky number?" Sibeiko said while the men of Sniperville came to get him. Most girls had decided not to do so, as they were members of his harem.
"No, it's not, Sibeiko, so stop saying it is," a GCDer said.
"But I'm your leader!" Sibeiko said, in an attempt to release himself. It didn't work.
"ANARCHY!!" someone yelled from behind.

As they arrived to prison, several girls were blocking the doors.
"We will not let you get our love in jail!" one of them said.
"If he's there, how can we even go see him?" another one continued.

"You know what?" Sibeiko said, turning to the men escorting him, "I'd rather be there," he pointed to the jail, "than with them."
The haremites reluctantly moved away to let Sibeiko get into jail himself, and the door was locked behind him.
There was coal writing all over the walls in a pretty sloppy handwriting; it was apparently an escape plan made by the guys Belle was leading. "Sib! Are you going to take us out?" she said, hope lighting her eyes.
"No, the GCDers decided I was suspicious, too," Sibeiko said sadly.
"That's sad...so you will help us with our plan, right?" Belle asked.
"But when you're in jail, you're supposed to stay th--" before he could finish saying this, he looked at the jailed guys (and Belle). He was their leader! He could not leave them alone!

"Pleaaaaase, Sib?" Photo and Belle said in unison.
"All right, guys," Sib replied, quietly. "First off, you'd need a way to get rid of these bars, and of the lock on the door...I think we'd need some more people, too..."
Everyone looked at Sibeiko while he continued on and on about how they would escape this place...

The Sexy G had been caught by the CK. How or why, only the CK knew. In fact, why had the others been killed? There couldn't possibly be a reasonable answer, except that this person could like to see the pain of the people, or confusion of the rest.

Now, G had a gag in his mouth, and his hands and legs were tied to the chair he was sitting in. Oh, did I mention that this chair was being lifted about two metres above a large tank? Oh, yeah, it was.

This tank was filled with water (as most tanks are, I guess). The CK was amusedly watching the victim's horror expression as he was lowered into the tank. The killer took a word while this went on.

"Normally, people have about three minutes before they run out of air completely. But maybe you can escape? I wonder if you're that fast..." The CK left the room just as the chair hit the bottom of the tank. Three minutes. Who could have freed themselves that fast, anyway? The Sexy G definitely couldn't.

~

The Sniper had been sitting on a tree for quite a few hours, waiting for Heavensdark to go into her room. She could be heard downstairs, probably in the kitchen. There had been visits a few hours ago, and of course she had to clean up everything.

Sigh. Why was she taking so long? The Sniper was getting impatient. Heaven had not gone upstairs in about two hours. The Sniper decided to count the animals passing by. One squirrel, two birds, another bird, a beetle, an ant, an ant, an ant, an ant...by the time the Sniper decided that ants were completely boring, Heaven had just entered her room. Ah, such good timing!

The Sniper retook aim at a point in the exact centre of the open window and shot.

Score!

~

"OK, guys, this is not going to work," Belle said as she saw Toastie chase Sib and Sib run away from the former in the dark. Sib had thought that maybe they could amplify the intensity of the electricity wires and maybe cut in half some bars, which would then help them throw down the door.

Now, this would have worked if the wires were still there. But for some reason unknown to them, the jail had lost electric power the day before. Oh well. Though the walls between the cells had been somehow thrown down by the guys who came in before Belle, they were still behind iron bars. And all the previously formulated plans had been thrown down along with the walls, as they were written in charcoal.

The people inside squinted their eyes as they saw light come in, and the GCDer mob throw in The.Blue.Iris into the cell.

"But I did nothing!" she yelled at them hopelessly. The people inside heard the lock be put on the door once again.

Darkness again. How were they going to get out?

Azrael Makar was watching the rain. Endless rain...it was just pouring down. No one was out in the streets, not even cats and dogs (because they were raining...OK, I'll stop).

Azrael decided to go out and feel the rain, wash away all the thoughts. So cold. The rain was also LOUD. You could hear the drops strike against the pavement, and running down in small streams down the streets and around the corners.

While Azrael was meditating on rain, he didn't hear the CK come up behind him.
"Don't you want an umbrella?" the CK said, offering it. "You're soaked..."
"No, thanks, I don't need one -" Azrael said, and his voice was soon muffled by an umbrella closing on him. The CK also tied his hands so he had no way out, then led him to the artificial river of the village park, which had grown quite a lot with this rain.

"I just love rainy days, don't you?" the CK said, pushing Azrael down. The river was quite a thing to see, it was not natural but looked like it was...this means, rocks everywhere. And today, it was FAST. biggrin

~

Sheena Ayame, unlike Azrael, didn't like the rain, but she had just noticed that there wasn't a thing to eat at home, and who knew when this rain would end, or if it would get stronger?

So she was trying to keep her umbrella up under the weight of the rain, while she ran to the store. Wait, would anyone be there, anyway? Why hadn't she decided to camp at a neighbour's house, instead?

Anyway, she was almost at the store, so why stop?

Sheena arrived at the small store and left her umbrella in the entrance. She took just some basic things - bread, butter, milk, apples, you know, the usual. She went to pay to the cashier, and was interested to see a new person.

"Hey, I didn't know you work here!" Sheena said, trying to spark up a little talk.
"Well, I don't!" the Sniper said, and shot at her heart.

~

~Creative~Chaos~ knew something must be going on in jail. He just knew it, so he didn't really refuse to go there when they took him. Of course, the people did not find this odd, for some reason, and they wanted everyone in jail.

When he entered, he was not surprised to see Belle organizing the guys to make them dig around the bars, while she dug with a spork. Blue Iris was trying to get Toastie to let go of Sibeiko (probably under Belle's command) so that they, too would work.

"Hello, guys -" a knife was in his neck before he could say anything else.
"You will work, just like them, Chaos," Belle said slowly, trying to make every word clear, "or this knife will cut your neck."
"All right, Belle, I was planning to help you, anyway!" he said quite alarmed.
"Then it's all fine!" Belle said joyfully, and put the knife away.

Crimmi believed he knew who the Crazed Killer was. And the Crazed Killer did not like the confidence in which this person was saying it, be it right or not. Sure, a little chaos was nice to spread around, but people like this could end with all the fun in two ways:
1. By getting it right and sending the killers to jail.
2. By getting it wrong and making everyone believe they were right, and dragging all the suspicion to a single person.

B-o-r-i-n-g.

So he had to go. But, how? Maybe a grenade? Hmm...

~

“Well, guys,” Lady Rai said, “I want to go to jail. Take that!” Rai said as the GCDers tried to drag her away without any resistance.
“We will not fall for your reverse psychology, Rai!” GtHb said, “we know you’re a killer!”

Sigh. Would these people ever understand?

Both the Sniper and the CK were in this mob as they tried to get Rai to jail. One, two, three...

Several things happened at once. A gunshot, people running away, then a grenade fell from nowhere and hit Crimmi’s neck, making him lose balance and fall down. The grenade soon exploded.

Crimmi was gone and so was the evidence of the Sniper’s kill, Lady Rai.

~

Ginji sat down on the dusty floor, wondering why The Oppressor Belle was not up to anything, and why there was no one here.

“Belle?” he said out loud. “Belle!~ BELL -”
“SHUT UP, I HEARD YOU ALREADY!” Belle’s voice said from behind him. “Why were you looking for me? :3” she said, in a much more relaxed tone which confused Ginji.
“Uh...there are no new people here...” Ginji answered.
“Which means that THOSE IDIOTS PROBABLY CAUGHT THE KILLERS AND LEFT US HERE,” Belle said, quite pissed off. “AND, THAT, FOR A BETTER REASON, YOU’LL KEEP ON DIGGING.”

Ginji’s expression could have said “gonk” as Belle pushed him back to where he had been before. Could anyone stop her?!