Welcome to Gaia! ::

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It had been three days since the first SGer has stumbled upon the strange portal to another land. Being one of those responsible, prepared types, almost as soon as the Gaian received their invitation they went to check up on the location of the party. Needless to say, they were a little surprised when they drove up to a small house in the middle of nowhere. They were even more surprised to find the building empty, save for one door.

Now, this SGer had been involved in many 'strange' events that had happened in Sniperville over the years. They weren't stupid enough to open the door labelled 'Logout'. They sped back to Sniperville, and told everyone they could find about their odd findings...

Days passed, and the SGers were still locked in a tight debate over what to do.

“Let's just go through the door!” Some of the more rash Gaians exclaimed.

“That's stupid. Do you want to get killed again?” Many of the more careful SGers nodded in agreement.

“I get jailed every single time...” one whined.

This went on for hours and hours. Mind you, they went off topic many times. Pokemon obviously demanded attention, after all.




One particular SGer got fed up with all the pointless debating and arguing, and decided to take action. m e a m e a a was the name of this particular gorgeously stunning, massively intelligent and incredibly and undeniably sexy SGer. Sneaking away from the town meeting, she made her way to the mysterious house.

It didn't take her very long to make up her mind- she was going through that door, one way or another. Sucking in a deep breath, Mea flung open the door and stood dumbstruck at the sight that beheld her. Before she could even mumble a profanity, the girl was sucked into the strange, swirling purple wormhole.

Mea landed lightly on her finely shaped bottom with a ladylike grunt. Looking around, she seemed to be in some sort of crumbling city.

“Damnit, this one got curious and came too early.”

Mea spun around, locking eyes with the familiar face of another SGer. “W-what's going on, guys? Where are we?”

“We're in Germany, actually. During WW2.” Unbeknownst to Mea, the other SGer had wired the 'portal' to teleport her right smack in the middle of Call of Duty: World At War. This was the talent of the hacker; they never got their hands dirty. They merely placed the victim into a dangerous position... such as this. Mea opened her mouth to question the SGer- but they were gone.

“BWAHAHAHAHA!” Before the girl even had the chance to turn around to see where the maniacal laughter was coming from, she was pumped full of several rounds of ammo- human swiss cheese, if you will.

The gamer ran over to her dead body to inspect their kill, giggling to themselves. “Oh. Hey! I knoooow you.” They snickered at Mea's body, nudging it with their foot. Body throbbing with adrenaline, they let out a few more crazed chuckles. “This is fun! Maybe I should do this more often...”

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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXm e a m e a a, the first (awesome) victim has been double teamed!
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xxxxxxVOTING BEGINS NOW AND ENDS AT SUNDAY MAY 2ND AT 9:00PM PST.
xxxxx● Hacker and Gamer: send me your clues + explanations, kill and back up kill!
xxxxx● White Hats, send me your clues + explanations and saves!
xxxxx● Light and Dark Scripters, send me your clue request!
xxxxx● Everyone- VOTE VOTE VOTE.
xxxxx● Also, I've decided to switch from EST to PST. Just FYI!
xxxxxxxxIf you have any questions, feel free to PM me!

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It hadn't been that long since Aine's body, stiff with rigor mortis, (there were many 'stiff' jokes), was found. It was only speculation that a sniper had been lurking about, but now their worst fear was confirmed. Two serial killers were on the loose once more, and there were only 38 of them remaining. Their numbers were going to start dwindling fast, at this rate.

Sunset Sonata was particularly bothered by Aine's death. Who would kill their cute little cat loli? A monster, that's who! She was determined to find who had done this to the other SGer. While Aine was being buried, Sunset decided to look around for clues. Then she stumbled upon it. Evidence that was so great, so amazing, so simply perfect- she knew who the gamer was.

It didn't take Sunset long at all to find the killer and pull them aside to try and talk them out of this nonsense. The sniper was usually the cold calculated killer, and the ck the batshit one. However, this time was special. This time, the gamer was out of their mind. Too bad Sunset didn't know it.

“W-why are you doing this?” Sunset sobbed, looking at someone she once considered her friend. “Tell me it was an accident! Tell me that what I found is forged evidence! Please!” Loli pout on full force, the girl sobbed. “Why?!”

“Because, I'm sick of you all.” Was the simple retort from the killer.

“B-but... can't we JUST BE FRIENDS?”

The killer paused, staring at the girl in bisbelief. “What did you say?”

“ALL WE GOTTA DO, JUST BE FRIENDS.”

“Oh god. I'll spare your life if you just stop.”

Sunset opened her mouth to blare out the next line in her tone deaf manner- but unfortunately for her, a gun had been shoved into her jaw and fired before she could even react.

“ITS TIME TO SAY GOODBYE, b***h.”



It had now been two days since the SGers had been stuck in this hell known as Bliss. Needless to say, people were starting to get hungry. Respectful Rhino included. He sighed, looking around. There seriously wasn't anything to eat- some people had gone out looking for food, but they hadn't found much. Chewing on his lip mindlessly, Rhino froze.

Did he smell... cake?

Standing up, Rhino followed the sweet scent of cake baking in an oven. No one questioned him wandering off, as most of the SGers were aimlessly walking in circles anyways. He ended up wandering past some trees, and pushed past through some thick bushes- then his jaw dropped.

Somehow, he ended up in a soft yellow and orange kitchen. Spinning around, he only saw wall.

“What the fu-”

“It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake!”

Rhino slowly turned around, eyes locking onto a childish looking girl with obnoxiously big pink hair and a chef's hat.

“If the way is hazy, you gotta do the cooking by the book!”

“Uh... okay?” Rhino's eyes were locked onto all the sweets that were behind the girl. And the creepy as s**t puppet things bouncing around the the girl's song. “Hey, can I just have one-”

“You know you can't be laaaazy!”

“I know, but you see, I haven't eaten in days and-” he was interrupted once more.

“Never use a messy recipe, the cake will end up crazy!”

“What? That doesn't even make sense.”

“If you do the cooking by the book, then you'll have a...”

“BREAK IT DOWN, b***h.” Rhino jumped about three feet in the air, as suddenly Lil' Jon and a scantily clad female popped into the kitchen.

“LET ME SEE YAH BACK IT UP.”

“Oh my god, what is even going on?!” Rhino backed up, terrified out of his mind. A singing pink haired girl with a creepy smile, puppets mindlessly chewing on giant lollipops, and now the infamous rapper and a ho rubbing against his side? It was too much for him.

Then the worst possible thing happened- Lil' Jon flashed his metallic teeth at Rhino in a sort of smile. “DROP YOUR a** DOWN LOW.” However, Rhino was frozen in fear. Lil' Jon frowned, as the SGer hadn't followed his instructions again. In one fluid motion, he pulled out a gun and shot Rhino through the throat for his disobedience.

“PICK THAT ******** UP.”



Once again, the SGers had two more dead bodies on their hands. While in the process of burying Sunset and Rhino, they began to debate on who to jail this time. As per usual, they had no idea what they were doing.

“Well, what about Alpha?” One SGer asked, tapping their chin.

“What about him?”

“I mean, like, he hasn't said anything at all yet...” And it was true. Alpha the White had been completely silent since they had entered this weird 'internet' place.

“But, that doesn't mean he's a killer...”

“But it doesn't mean he's NOT a killer!”

This sort of bickering went on and on, until finally-

“BAHHHH.”

“Baaahhhh?”

“Bahhh! Bah, bah bah!”

“BAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!”

And with that, Alpha was silently, without protest, tied up in the tulle remains of Belle's petticoat.

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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXSunset Sonata was sniped for being a weeaboo!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXRespectful Rhino was capped for not listening to Lil' Jon!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXAlpha was jailed, because BAHHH!
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xxxxxxVOTING BEGINS NOW AND ENDS AT TUESDAY MAY 4TH AT 9:00PM PST.
xxxxx● Hacker and Gamer: send me your clues + explanations, kill and back up kill!
xxxxx● White Hats, send me your clues + explanations and saves!
xxxxx● Light and Dark Scripters, send me your clue request!
xxxxx● Everyone- VOTE VOTE VOTE.
xxxxxxxxIf you have any questions, feel free to PM me!

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Mylian was once again puttering around the SGer's camp, deep in thought. He was a scripter; and a good one. No one knew it, but Mylian had been collecting clues on the elusive White Hats. He didn't have that many, but he was positive he had identified at least one of them. What he was going to do with this information hadn't been decided; but one thing was for sure. He wasn't going to stand around like the majority of the SGers and do nothing. Even if that meant helping the killers- he just wanted to get home.

Mylian glanced down at a small piece of paper folded in his hand. It had the name of the SGer he suspected to be a White Hat scrawled upon it. But what to do with such powerful information? Still deep in his trance of thought, Mylian ended up carelessly strolling away from the others- which was the last mistake he'd ever make. He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice someone trailing behind him, even though they were barely trying to hide that fact. The Dark Scripter unfolded the paper slowly, staring at the name on it. That was- until he felt someone cold and metallic pressed against his neck, and a 'click'.

"Time to die!" A voice behind him snarled.

"Please, wait!" Mylian begged, heart pounding. "I-I can help you! I know who one of the White Hats are!" It was silent behind him, yet the metal remained there.

"The ones that have been protecting people from being killed?"

"Y-yes," the scripter stammered. "I'll help you! I just want to get home! I won't tell a soul."

"No one can stop me from killing anyone. I don't need your help" The sniper retorted coldly. Finger squeezing on the trigger, Mylian was rather messily decapitated.



Luckily, the SGers had stumbled upon an endless supply of cheeseburgers. While they were starting to tire of them, (and maybe put on a pound or two), food was food. KeJoRo was one of the few that never tired of the delicious burgers, no matter how many he ate. However, something was missing- a nice basket of fries. Or, as the Englishman would say, 'chips'. Poking at his cheeseburger, KeJoRo let out a small sigh. It was just so wrong, having a burger without it's classic pairing! It was so unsatisfying.

"Hey, KeJoRo." The boy looked up at a familiar face.

"Hi. 'Sup?" The other SGer smiled warmly. "I actually found someplace to get fries. Ironic, huh?" KeRoJo's face lit up. "I knew you were saying that we needed fries too, so I thought I'd tell you first before the others got to them." KeJoRo jumped up, ecstatic. "They're called CHIPS! Either way, thanks a tonne! Where are they?" The other Gaian pointed to the west, and in a split second and a small wave KeJoRo was off.

The remaining SGer smiled wickedly, dropping a blood stained piece of paper with one word on it; 'KeJoRo'.

Meanwhile, KeJoRo was still excitedly rushing around in search for the promised 'chips'. He still hadn't found any, but... he saw something strange in the distance. He cautiously slowed down, keeping his eyes locked on the moving... thing in the distance. Suddenly, another one of the weird bobbing creatures popped up beside the first. Then another, and another. They seemed to grow bigger and bigger, as they began spreading and multiplying closer to KeJoRo. He turned, and ran. But it was too late. One of the dancing badgers had landed right on top of him, squishing the smaller human to death. The strange, ritualistic dance of the badgers had killed the poor White Hat- but at least he didn't die of terrible poisoning from a mushroom, or have a violent death at the jaws of a snake.



"OH MY GOD." The panicked shrieks of an SGer echoed through the rolling hills of Bliss. "S-someone! Come quick!" The SGers flooded over to where the yelling was coming from- and they all ended up crowded around the scene of Mylian's death. Some were in shock, some looked like they were about to be sick, some just didn't care and one particularly cruel SGer was asking if they could loot him yet.

One Gaian took charge, looking closer at Mylian's body. "He had to have died within the last few minutes." They speculated, looking around. "Did anyone see anything, anything at all?"

Hatmaster, the owner of the voice that had been screaming like a girl moments ago, pointed wildly in a direction. "That way! I saw someone run off that way, when Mylian's body fell!" The SGers quickly split into groups, ready to charge off and find the culprit.

That was, until a slight breeze picked up and blew Hattie's token top hat away.

There, sitting lightly on Hattie's head was a .50 cal Veretta. The giant gun had been hidden perfectly under the hat.

"O-oh my god."

"THE GAMER!"

"Hattie! How could you?!"

"Seriously? No one noticed that? SERIOUSLY?"

Hattie backed away, grabbing the massive sniper rifle off his head. "Get away! All of you! I'll kill you all! I swear I'll-"

Unfortunately for Hattie, he had run out of ammo. The SGers had been holding back out of caution, but now nothing was stopping them from swarming, capturing, and generally beating up the Englishman.

"Bollocks."



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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXMylian, the Dark Scripter, was messily decapitated!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXKeJoRo, White Hat #2, was squished by a badger!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXHatmaster, the Gamer, was caught! If only his hat had stayed on!
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xxxxxxVOTING BEGINS NOW AND ENDS AT THURSDAY MAY 6TH AT 9:00PM PST.
xxxxx● Hacker: send me your clue + explanation, and kill. Back up kill is no longer needed.
xxxxx● White Hats, send me your saves! Clues are no longer needed.
xxxxx● Light Scripter, send me your clue request!
xxxxx● Everyone- VOTE VOTE VOTE.
xxxxx● Good job taking down the Sniper, guys!
xxxxx● Art has changed a bit 'cause I'm not at home (and won't be for awhile) and I can't use my art programs BAW
xxxxxxxxIf you have any questions, feel free to PM me!

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Help The Bombardier was fed up with her fellow SGer's mindless jailings. Almost none of them made any sense; voting off Alpha because he was silent, putting away Toastie and the male 'version' of her instead of trying to figure out what happened- it was all just sheeping and thoughtless votes. They had barely even tried to piece their clues together; never mind if they were real or fake. Nothing was organized, nothing was really being thought out and it just annoyed her to no end.

Just like so many before her, Help decided to make the (fatal) decision to go and try to figure thing out all alone. She had asked a few others to help, but they all either shrugged, told her it was pointless, or laughed that that was a baseless, silly plan and went back to their tarot cards. Help's basic plan was to find weapons, and make sure every SGer had one. Finding that many may be difficult, but in her mind it had to be done.

Help wandered away from Bliss, just like every other SGer who had been killed. Although she was aware of this, she was confident that she could protect herself from anyone. Sitting around wasn't proving to be very fruitful anyways. The far south side of Bliss ended up melting away into some sort of swamp. Help debated on turning back, but she noticed that in the distance there was some sort of small structure worth investigating. Trudging through the murky, disgusting water, she eventually made it to the odd looking door. It was a rusty red, and had many bullet holes and an 'exit' sign roughly hammered to it. It was obviously very heavy duty, yet there was a glassless window at the top with steel strips welded on like bars. Peering into the room, Help's jaw dropped. Guns. Lots and lots and LOTS of guns. Even a few machetes, what seemed to be a couple Molotov Cocktails- it was heavenly.

Just as she went to yank the door open, she heard a sickly coughing noise echo throughout the swamp. Turning around and pressing her back against the door, Help called out. "Hello? Anyone there?"

Silence. The girl sighed- must have been her imagination. Turning once more back to the door, she froze as the coughing started up once again. Spinning back around, this time Help saw a hunched over figure about a hundred feet away from her. "You! Don't try anything, I have a gun!" Help's hand inched towards the door's handle, ready to spring into action. Thankfully, the figure was too far away.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAH." a weird, choking scream emitted from the figure in the misty distance. Something shot out of it's mouth, and in mere seconds a long tongue was wrapped around the helpless girl's neck as she was choked to death.



All was quiet in Bliss. People were off in their own groups, doing their own things. Sleeping, eating, talking, crying over their losses- you name it. There were even a few people that seemed to be LARPing, for some reason. Not to mention a significantly larger group watching and laughing at them. All was interrupted as yet another scream echoed throughout their camp.

"Help is dead!" an SGer sobbed, pointing over at a lump in the distance. "She was obviously strangled to death and smelt horrible and oh god!" The Gaian sobbed into the shoulders of their friend, shaking profusely.

"Cool story, bro." Everyone turned to look at the owner of the voice; Yaled.

"What did you just say?" One of the SGers demanded. "I said," Yaled grinned. "Cool story, bro."

Once again, all was silent as everyone looked at one another. "Jail him?" "Oh yeah."

Yaled struggled half heartedly, not overly seeming concerned about his current situation. After he was tied up with a few of the other prisoners, he sighed, looking up at his capturers. "I was totally just trolling you guys."

Needless to say, he was punched in the throat right about then.


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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXYaled was jailed for his obnoxious overuse of memes!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXAGCourtney faded into nothingness.
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xxxxxxVOTING BEGINS NOW AND ENDS AT SUNDAY MAY 9TH AT 9:00PM PST.
xxxxx● Hacker: send me your clue + explanation, and kill!
xxxxx● White Hats, send me your saves!
xxxxx● Light Scripter, send me your clue request!
xxxxx● Everyone- VOTE VOTE VOTE.
xxxxx● Sorry update is so late; I kinda fell asleep. ;-;
xxxxx● I made a boo boo. ;-; Yaled should have been out for inactivity last round; yesterday was the only day I forgot to do them. I'm leaving it as is anyways. That's what y'all get for sheeping instead of using your own heads.
xxxxxxxxIf you have any questions, feel free to PM me!

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Ginji of Thunder was absolutely sick of cheeseburgers everyday, for every meal. He could feel his rock hard abs, (he was a life guard, y'know), turning to mush- and it disgusted him. Standing up heroically during one of the Gaian's meals, he announced he would find an alternate food source. A few applauded the male, but mostly he was ignored. Ginji was convinced the junk food was making them sluggish and lazy; unmotivated to find the last killer. Packing a small bag of supplies and taking one of the smaller guns Hattie had shoved in his hat, he set off convinced his preparations were enough to help him out of any sticky situation he might get into. Naturally, the simplest and safest precaution would be to take someone else with him. That's what he did- and he was joined by heavensdark. They had recently discovered that they were the two remaining White Hats, and were now looking out for one another. Picking up their bags in determination, the two set off.

While it was true that Ginji was looking for an alternate food source, the two were trying to find more clues about the hacker. A few people had already come close to finding the killer's identity; it couldn't have been that hard to figure it out. They had also never killed when anyone else was around, save for Sky- but as they saw it, Sky was a special case as she was about to out their identity. The two were fairly confident that they were safe. Afterall; even killers needed to eat, and cheeseburgers couldn't be keeping them on their A game.

Eventually, the fields of Bliss melted away into a neatly kept garden- it looked like a giant backyard. Little did the two White Hats know that this wasn't natural; and the hacker was watching. Then Ginji saw it. In the corner of his eye- a pool.

The life guard stopped, looking over at the brightly lit, gorgeous pit of water. It wasn't until just then, he realized he had gone more than a week without a shower. Nose curling in disgust, he motioned for heaven to follow him and skipped merrily to the pool. Heaven was a bit more wary than her companion; but she followed suit nonetheless.

Ginji stepped over to the side of the pool, peering into the clear water. It looked so good, so tempting; he just had to take a quick dip. It wouldn't be an issue, right? Looking over to heaven with pleading eyes, she shrugged.

"If you really must. But hurry up, okay?" Ginji lit up like a molotov thrown at a witches face, and he hurriedly stripped down to his swim trunks. "Seriously Ginji? You had those on?"

"You never can be too prepared!" the boy retorted, stepping over to the familiar metal ladder leading into the water. Then he saw it, a simple sign taped weakly over the entrance. It only had two words scrawled upon it in sharpie. 'Pool's Closed'.

Ginji paused, looking at it curiously. He looked back to the water. It looked fine, and he was desperate to do some swimming. Glancing over at heaven, she shook her head. "Nevermind. I'm getting a bad vibe off of this. Let's just go, okay?" Ginji's face fell like a little kid finding out he's jewish on Christmas. Shaking his head, he grabbed the sign and ripped it defiantly off the metal bars. "Hell nah! I'm going in; seriously. It's safe." Heaven frowned, but overall wasn't too concerned. "Fine, just be quick about it!"

Crumpling up the sign in his hand and tossing it to the grass, Ginji took a few steps back, and ran full force at the pool with the intent of diving gracefully into the deeper end. As he lept and hovered over the water for a split second, he got a waft of something coming from the water that wasn't quite right- but it was too late. As Ginji's fingertips touched the water, their flesh began to melt and peel from his body. Within nanoseconds of that, he was entirely enveloped by the acid. Needless to say, it was a painful and relatively slow death.




Heaven returned to the main camp, crying and shaking. She had witnessed Ginji's death in it's entirety- and it had been pretty damn gruesome. She broke down immediately in front of everyone, explaining what had happened. However, not one Gaian gave her a sympathetic look.

"How can we trust that you're telling the truth?" One questioned, only to have heaven stare in disbelief.

"Yeah! You could be the hacker ands are lying about everything!" Cheers of agreement rose from the small crowd, and they began to close in on heaven.

"W-what? No! C-come on guys, I'm on your side." Haven sniffed, rubbing tears from her eyes. None of her pleas or begging did anything though- and she was soon tied up next to the likes of the very person she tried to protect others from.

Hattie looked over at heaven, grinning. "Well, isn't this ironic?"





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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXGinji of Thunder. White Hat #4, should have tested the water!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXheavensdark, White Hat #3, should punch Hattie in the throat!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXAnael De Ezra and Luna Amatista eloped together!
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xxxxxxVOTING BEGINS NOW AND ENDS AT TUESDAY MAY 11TH AT 9:00PM PST.
xxxxx● Hacker: send me your clue + explanation, and kill!
xxxxx● Light Scripter, send me your clue request!
xxxxx● Everyone- VOTE VOTE VOTE.
xxxxx● Better get your asses in gear, guys- no more White Hats!
xxxxxxxxIf you have any questions, feel free to PM me!

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Haven_gal was on her own now. She was the only thing standing between the hacker, and the rest of the SGers- the light scripter. She had been leaking her clues to the others, but they pretty much dismissed them. Understandably so, since it wasn't safe for her to outright go and publicly say them. There were, naturally, fake clues going around. She was trying, regardless of her success. Haevn was only willing to stretch her neck so far. She wanted to get home to her warm bed, eat something that wasn't a cheeseburger, and just laze around all day. Sadly, that wasn't in the girl's future.

Haven wandered away from the main group as she did everyday for about five minutes in order to find and collect her clue. She stayed relatively close to the other SGers, just in case. She was always on guard- and the way the White Hats had dropped off the face of the earth scared her. It wasn't even like they were being killed and put away every now and then; it was in groups. It just wasn't natural! Sitting down on the soft earth, Haven let out a deep sigh as she prepared her mind for the intense workout it was about to get as she essentially mind hacked the internet. It wasn't easy to do; but it was quick and effective. Her concentration just couldn't be broken.

Just as she was about to let her mind slip to it's task, a shadow fell on her face as someone stood between her and the sun in the afternoon sky. She squinted, opening her eyes.

"What do you want? I'm trying to nap." The figure crossed their arms, snickering.

"Sitting upright, huh? Away from the group? Nice try, light scripter." Haven scowled, glaring up at the other SGer. "I don't know what you're talking about. I have a headache from all the bickering; that's all. Go away." The figure shook with laughter- pulling out a giant, alien looking weapon. It was white, had a black claw like end with a barrel in it's centre- that's core was glowing orange. Haven stared at the gun, unsure of what to make of it. "Put your toy away, I'm just another SGer!"

"Yeah. Sure, if you say so. Either way I need to kill someone- keep up appearances, y'know?" With that, the hacker pulled the trigger on their gun. The weapon shot out a ring of orange, that seemed to circle Haven's face. However, it bounced off in a failed attempt to fasten itself somewhere. Haven let out a small giggle, before her eyes widened and started to bleed. Where the orange circle of the portal had hit, was now cut cleanly- and Haven's head slid off of her body cleanly.

"So THAT'S what happens if you shoot it at something living!"



Valiae was rather terrified. She had only been in Sniperville for a day- and now this? She was new, and really didn't have a clue as to what on earth was going on. That wouldn't have really bothered anyone, heck, they would have even tried to help the poor girl- if it weren't for the fact she was so darn over sensitive.

"Guys! It can't be me! It's still like my first week here!" Val whined. The other SGers gave her sideways glances. "We're just openly discussing everyone, we aren't pointing the fingers at anyone yet."

"BUT GUYS. It's my first time! Seriously! Come ooooon!" she whined once more, gaining even more attention. "Any one of us could be a killer," one Sger pointed out. "How new you are has no reflection on it, really."

"But there's no REASON to suspect me! I'm innocent! Why not him?!" The blonde pointed to another SGer. "Or her! Or even him!" The others looked at each other with curious looks. "Technically, we're all suspicious... not one of us is more so than the other."

"BUT GUUUUUUUUUUUYS!" Valiae cried, crossing her arms in a pout. "Sheeping me now is SO uncool!"

"Okay, now you're just asking for it." One SGer frowned. "Yeah," another agreed. "Just you making such a big deal out of it makes you seem guilty!" A quick vote was passed. Valiae was to be jailed. Some of the stronger SGers picked up the sobbing girl, dragging her over to the group of previous suspects and fastening her to one of the trees.

"Suck it up, buttercup."


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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXHaven_gal, your Light Scriper, has been portal'd in the face in honour of FREE PORTAL!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXValiae was jailed for being just as suspicious as anyone else- deal with it!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXchoic has exploded from being so hip!
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xxxxxxVOTING BEGINS NOW AND ENDS AT THURSDAY MAY 13TH AT 9:00PM PST.
xxxxx● Hacker: send me your kill! Clues are no longer needed!
xxxxx● Everyone- VOTE VOTE VOTE.
xxxxx● All roles are gone aside from the hacker.
xxxxx● Only 10 of you remain. GOOD LUCK WITH THAT LOLOL
xxxxxxxxIf you have any questions, feel free to PM me!

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Scribbling in a small notebook, Anagove was doing math calculation to try and figure out how to return to Gaia. She was no expert scripter or hacker, but she had her own little pocket calculator. Wasn't the internet just math and numbers, anyways? Staring intently at her latest string of numbers, she sighed and scribbled them out. It didn't take her very long to fill up yet another page in her book, only to rip it out violently and toss it to the ground along with a large number of crumpled paper balls.

One of the more environmentally friendly SGers scowled at the girl. "You should pick those up." Another scoffed, crossing their arms. "Technically none of this is real- it's just data. So it isn't doing any damage." The SGer paused a moment, looking at the pile. "Although... from a data standpoint, adding something as simple as a piece of paper to this whole thing could change the balance of things." They paused once more, then snorted. "Or not. I don't know, ell oh ell?" Ana looked over at the two who had interrupted her train of thought.

"Omg, shut up and go away! It's not like YOU two are helping." The other SGers shrugged and wandered off to their own business, while Ana sat grumpily with her notebook. Having lost her train of thought, she no long remembered what the page before her meant. Tearing it from the pad and throwing it to the ground, she jumped back as with a loud 'POP' a human-sized whole swelled up the ground before her. "Oh god, they were right...?" Ana peered into the hole, seeing the familiar swirling purple portal. "Ohmygod," she gasped, recognizing the trippy looking thing from when they were first sucked into the internet in the first place. Was this their way home...? Without thinking, Ana flung herself into the hole- too desperate to make her way home.

Ana dropped down, falling onto some sort of shiny white floor. As she landed, the section of floor that was graced by her bottom sunk lower than the rest of the 'tiles', with a pleasant sounding note. It took Ana a few seconds to realize she was now standing on a giant piano. "Awww, crap." Looking around, Anagove froze as she turned around, eyes meeting the soft green eyes of a killer. The orange face, the blue t s**t- "AWWWWWWWWWWW. Hi cutie!" Ana was staring right into the face of a rather disgruntled looking cat.

It looked blankly at her, before blinking slowly. Suddenly, it's outstretched arms began to pound at the keys, playing a song. Ana jumps back in surprise, narrowly missing it's left paw crushing her to death. "S-stop!" Ana begged, once again dodging another furry paw. But the cat wasn't stopping, still playing it's chilling song. Ana was growing tired. Attempting to dodge another one of the endless notes, Ana's foot caught on the edge of the key and fell. Looking up, she let out a scream as the cat effortlessly squished the poor girl to death.

Nearby, a figure giggled to themselves. "Play her off, keyboard cat."



"Okay, guys. We seriously need to shape up."

"Yeah. There's way too few of us left..."

"I don't think we're going to make it out of here alive."

"Cheer up guys! We can do it!" The last voice belonged to that of flamingdove. Cheerful and upbeat, she fist pumped into the air. "Being depressed about it isn't gunna get us anywhere!" The other SGers shrugged her off, going back to their whining. "What's the point anymore," one sobbed into their hands. "We're all going to have terrible and painful deaths!"

"NO YOU WON'T!" Dove cried, jumping out. "Come on guys! Cheer up!" One SGer looked up at her, fear stricken. "What did you just say?" Dove's arms fell to her sides. "Cheer up?" "No, before that."

It clicked in another SGer's head. "Oh my god! You said we wouldn't have painful deaths!" "YOU'RE THE HACKER!" The SGers backed away from flamingdove, who was not standing there in disbelief. "Are you guys seriously serious? I'm just trying to boost morale!"

"Only the killer would know that! Get her!" Dove was tackled to the ground, and quickly bound with most of the other SGers.






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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXAnagove has been squished to death via a cute kitty!
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXflamingdove has been jailed for being an optimist!
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xxxxxxVOTING BEGINS NOW AND ENDS AT SUNDAY MAY 16TH AT 7:00PM PST.
xxxxx● Hacker: I already got your kills! Just chills. :3
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Unphotographable is writing the next update. Art will be added in later; and voting WILL END EARLIER THAN USUAL- AROUND 10 EST, 7 PST. Update will be up roughly around 11 EST, 8 PST.
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