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 Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 3:15 am
So, this rp is based off of the sniper game. I have examples of the past two sniper game rps, but sadly they are saved under Nymphie and im too lazy to change accounts. Someday I'll unlazy myself and put them up here. Anyways, the only rules in here are NO godmodding, and no giving away clues about your position in the game. Everyone in the RP is a gcd'er.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 3:26 am
Sitting on the top step of a freshly painted porch was a 19 yr old boy, playing with a ribbon. He would twist it around his fingers, roll it up into a little ball, and then let in unravel. He let out a soft sigh and leaned against the railing. Absentmindly Mintz stroked the yellow ribbon and stared at the clouds.
You might be wondering to yourself, why on eath would this boy be playing with an ordinary ribbon? Well, it may have looked like an ordinary ribbon. It may have came from what appered to be an ordinary giftbox. But if you had seen what was inside that giftbox...it was anything but ordinary. A mere day and a half ago Mintz took this ribbon off of a giftbox which contained Bellecat's foot.
Minz knew he should be happy. They had caught the crazed killer last night! But he just couldnt... the fear of being sniped loomed in his thoughts. He couldnt snap out of the constant state of paranoia he was in. They had to find the sniper. And they had to find them soon. But how?
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 4:21 pm
Veliofi sat under a tree, sighing. She had gotten the gift with Bellecat's ear. She would be grateful that she hadn't gotten a more... Disturbing gift, but the blood had creeped her out. What if I'm next? She wasn't that worried since there were so many GCDers, but she was still on the constant alert.
She watched some of the GCDers playing soccer, and she was suddenly reminded of how not too long ago they had been doing the same thing with Bellecat's head. Since the killer was gone, there would be no more gifts, but the sniper was still out there.
Veliofi shook her head and drew pictures in the dirt with her fingers out of sheer boredom.
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 11:07 pm
Wynn was one of the lucky two who found Bellecat's hand in a present box. Wynn closed her eyes and shuddered at the memory. Wynn knew that even though they had caught the crazed killer, she would never be able to enjoy Christmas or her birthday ever again.
Wynn jumped. She had heard a bang. She caught her breath however when she found out it was just a care that had burst its tire. They had to do something about this sniper.
Only seventeen years old, the death all around her lately had made Wynn age a little bit. Especially the incident at the cliffs. She put her hands over her eyes and tried not to think about it, but she couldn't help herself.
Trisk, herself, and several others had decided to jump off the cliff to save themselves from the sniper and the killer. However Wynn changed her mind at the last minute and watched as her friends' bodies were crushed on the rocks below.
Wynn started to cry. She would join them later. But not until she helped everyone get a lead on this sniper.
((Nymph, can I play? If I can't, I'll delete this post.^^; ))
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 11:41 pm
((This isn't my sniper game character, who's in denial about being dead. So Ima just say this is some random GCDSG newblet no one's heard of ^^))
A light-set normal-sized boy stepping off the bus taking his first steps in Barton Town. A sky-blue backpack matching his jeans and T-shirt, but especially his calm seafoam eyes and matted blue hair.
His face was a mixture of determination and worry and some professional stationary was left crumpled in his balled fist. The man in white hadn't been very specific, but clearly this is where he was supposed to be, the large Collesium towering over the city was a dead giveaway. He sighed, not sure what to do next.
Zephyr uncrumpled the stationary and re-read the last line for the umpteenth time, "You'll know why you're here when you see why you're here" Angry at the vague description he crumpled it again and trotted toward the town fountain
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 9:52 am
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 9:58 am
She played with her box..after all..what was in it could make any lesbian happy...it was Bellecat's Pelvic area. She chuckled "heh....the crazed killer certainly knows about me." She stood up and walked over to Parking Lot and saw her talking to her cat "Erm..you do know he can't really talk right?" Game chuckled to herself as she played around with her sword. "Heh....you can barely see my panties and bra underneath all this..it looks as i'm naked." She chuckled even more and sat down somewhere near Mintz "You look troubled..what's up Nymp...err..Mintz....."..She thought to herself Damn I keep on getting mixed up....I miss Nymphie..hehe....Especially playing with her b.....erm...don't think those thoughts Game
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 6:40 pm
Veliofi stared at everyone around her, choosing not to say anything unless spoken to. She didn't want to be a pest! It was usually her mouth that got her into trouble. But she was afraid to say anything with the sniper- whoever he or she was- listening; she might affend them and end up being shot. And Veliofi certainly wasn't going to let her words be her undoing.
She raised her eyebrows at a boy walking towards the fountain. "Hello...?" Veliofi said uncertainly, still weary of talking.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 6:51 pm
Big innocent blue eyes watched as a head was still being thrown around. But Opal was not innocent. She had done some awful things in her life, but she was no killer. She watched Belle's head fly from GCDer to GCDer, and it was sad. Did these people have respect for the dead?!
Nevertheless, Opal was happy to be alive, because there was a rumor about a pattern that the Crazed Killer used, and if it continued, it would have involved Opal. But, knowing that they knew, the killer changed it, and Opal was safe, at least for the day.
She took her prized black notebook, and a pen. Opal wrote in it a bit, then gazed at the purple ribbon that was on her gift. She just stared at it, then, after a while, she tied her hair up with it. Wow, I've read too much ASOUE.... she thought.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 6:57 pm
The shockingly blue boy looked calmly around, noticing Game and wondering what the lady was doing with the box. He reached the fountain and stared at his reflection in it, which stared back. He heard a voice around him calling 'hello' and he looked up Veliofi uncertainly, "uhh, hello" he blushed faintly being aknowledged so early as he scratched the back of his head
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 6:21 am
Game spun around and noticed Roger Talking with Veliofi. She walked over to the two and sat down next to Roger "Hey." She smiled and looked at Veliofi "Hey to you too." She chuckled and looked up into the night sky.
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 3:35 pm
((He said he isn't Roger in this rp. whee ))
"Oh! Hi, Game. So... Who are you, exactly?" Veliofi asked, turning her gaze back in the direction of the boy by the fountain.
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Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 11:38 pm
((C'est vrai ^^; ))
The blue-haired boy blinked breifly at Game, and turned his head and continued with Veliofi, "I'm Zephyr...I was...won a trip vacation here beleive it or not" He scratched the back of his head smiling faintly sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 9:29 am
"Oh..Zephyr...You just look so god damn much like Roger." Game stuck out her hand infront of him "I'm Gamemaniac..also known as the lesbian torturous b***h." She smiled and laughed
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 1:47 pm
"Zephyr, huh?" Veliofi chuckled. "I don't see why you would want to go on a vacation here of all places; well, right now, at least." She dropped her voice to a whisper. "There's a sniper on the loose." Veliofi shook her head and smiled. "Anyway! I'm Veliofi, but you can call me Vel if you'd like."
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