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GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 15
"LINE UP!"

The Jailbirds lined up.

"I'm checking your cells. Any of you lazy inmates who haven't done their cell by now are getting locked in it, and you're not coming out. Your loss!"

The jailbirds gulped.

The first new cell was Magnius's. The walls were pure white, and the lights were green, casting an eerie glow around the room. The walls were littered of posters of everyone who had been killed that round.
One wall held the posters of Nymphie, Opal, Anagove, Vatel, Sirail and Desdemona, as well as a few others that had voted for him. Nymphie's had a knife in the center.
The title on the door read 'Room #21,' and there was a suspicious red splatter right in the doorway.
Before closing the door hastily, he caught sight of a statue of Merumiharu in the corner, appearing to be made of... tofu. A plaque beneath it read, "This corner of the Room #21 is dedicated to Meru because she didnt' bribe me."

The Warden blinked, and shut the door. "Erm... Next cell!"
Ismaru's cell was a bit more club-worthy. It was stuffed with every imaginable food and refreshment, with tables and chairs, to boot. The Warden smiled, and moved on.

Madoshi's room was... Interesting. It was a padded cell. Upon entry, straightjackets hung, and Madoshi was available to outfit people in them.
The Warden nodded. "Padded cells are always fun."

Padme's cell was by far the most specific. It was a Pearl Harbor movie enactment with Larry Potter, Lord of the Hoops, and Star Battles characters. Josh Hardned was also floating around somewhere.... The Warden shrugged.


"Fine. Club Um opens tonight! Get cleaning!"

Edmund Dantes raised his hand. "What about me?"

The Warden frowned. "You're the new one in? Get cleaning... In the bathroom! And have your cell done for tomorrow!"


---Later That Night---


Club Um was pumpin'. Most of the cells were hits; especially the padded cell. There was a somewhat long line trailing from its doorway, awaiting entry.

Broken Dreams stood in the line, sighing. She'd need a padded cell after waiting this long!
After about 20 minutes of entry, she was given entry. Madoshi placed her in the straightjacket, and she was free to run into walls and make a general fool of herself.

Only one other person was in the cell with her.

He turned around...

He didn't look familiar. In fact, he looked genuinely insane.

He started chasing Broken around the room, attempting to headbutt her. The cell was somewhat small, so they wound up running in circles for quite a while...

Suddenly, the man opened his arms. Turned out he wasn't fully tied into his straightjacket.

::BLAM!::

The door flew open, and the man flew out.

Inside the cell lay Broken Dreams, blood upon the padded walls and floors, a hole in her head.

One of the GCDers made a comment. "Wasn't she our G-Teamer?"

At least her fall didn't hurt much...


Also, TriskDaemon went mysteriously missing.

Edmund Dantes has been voted off, Broken Dreams, a G-Team member, has been killed, and TriskDaemon has been removed due to inactivity.

GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 17
"No! I tried that one already!"
"What about this one?"
"I think so... Try it anyway."
"Nope."
"Wait, which was the 'tried' pile?"
"Uhh.. That one."
"No, that's the not tried one."
"Then what's this pile?"
"The tried pile."
"But I've been tossing them into THAT pile!"
"That's the untried pile! You idiot!"

The Jailbirds were still hard at work searching through the key pile. Even Selinda was getting in on the action.

"...And this one is silver, and this one is gold, and this one is plastic, and this one goes to handcuffs..."

The Warden was apparently very busy in his office, judging from the snoring.

thezoster let herself in and chose her own cell. At least she knew she wouldn't be shot if she were in jail.

---Later That Night---

Club Um was, as always, a hit. The only unfortunate thing was the declining amount of people... Be it from death or mysterious disappearance. About half of the GCDers and Jailbirds were enjoying themselves in the club. Suprisingly, the most popular room that night was SevenTen's; There were huge, fluffy pillows, sleeping bags, and downy comforters littered on the floor. There were bedside tables with dim lamps, and a corner devoted for bedtime stories. Another corner was devoted to lulabye CD's and tapes, and a final corner to a seemingly neverending store of cookies and warm milk.
Someone could have SWORN they saw Zaeyde nestled in a pile of blankets... But no. She was dead.

"OHEMGEE! It's SPEED RACER! Out in the PARKING LOT!"

The GCDers (The ones that were free, anyway) all rushed out.
Sure enough, there he was, in his retro car, reving the engine, lips out of sync with his words.

"Ha! LookatmeIhaveacoolcar Ha!"

The GCDers ooh'd and ahh'd.

"Ha! LookwhatIcando! Ha!"

He revved the engine again, then released the gas, running over and fatally injuring a GCDer.

Out of the window flew something roundish and white.

A white mask.
A message was written upon it: "Go speed Sniper, go!"


And there she lay, body crushed and crumpled.
Parking Lot lay dead in the parking lot.

[Canti] and Sae25 were playing too close to the cliffs... And fell off.


Thezoster has been voted off, and Parking Lot has been killed. [Canti] and Sae25 have been removed due to inactivity.

GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 19
OpalKoboi tauntingly teased the GCDers.

"Baaaa-aa-aa-aa! You're all SHEEP! A bunch of LEMMINGS!"

The GCDers guiltily shrugged their shoulders and shuffled away from the jail.
"Erm... See you tonight."

Opal shook her head.

The Warden handed her a cup of water and a toothbrush.
"Brush."

She blinked. "My teeth are clean, thanks."

The Warden shook his head.
"Nu-uh. Scrub the bathroom floor. It's filthy, and everyone else is busy searching for the key."

She glared, and began to scrub.


---Later That Night---

Club Um wasn't exactly pumpin'... But it was at least gently pulsating.
More and more of the calmer rooms were being occupied, with few people in the more active ones.
Most GCDers had even forgotten the opening of the club was around 9 and had fallen asleep, showing up around 10:30-11.

One such sleepyhead was Ziggy. Sort of.

The Warden blinked. He could have SWORN he saw Zig walk in at 9. But then how did he just walk--
He shook his head. More coffee, less crack, eh?

But the Warden wasn't hallucinating. Indeed, there was now two Ziggy's in the club. And the newly entered one was heading straight for the one already there.

He attacked.

Ziggy and Ziggy rolled on the ground, throwing punches, wrestling, and generally making bloody messes of each other.

"It's the SNIPER! SEPARATE THEM! KILL THE SNIPER!"

The GCDers jumped in and pried the two apart. They jumped the Sniper, disguised as Ziggy, and beat him.
Over.
And Over.
And Over.

The imposter lay dead on the ground, blood trailing from man and grunny alike.

Ziggy stood up.
"Gee, thanks guys."

The GCDers nodded. "You're welcome. And we got the Sniper!"

Ziggy shook his head. "No. Thanks for killing him for me."
With that, he bolted out the door, dropping something as he ran.

It was a white mask.

They'd killed the wrong Ziggy.




OpalKoboi has been voted off, Ziggraut the Eighth has been killed, and Ho `Shiz, Cid High-Wind, Korikun the Cat, SweetnessFairy, and XDarkXGenjutsuX have all been removed due to inactivity.

GCD Sniper Game IV: Game Over!
"THE KEY! I FOUND IT! WE'RE FREE!"
Selinda waved the key above her head triumphantly.
The Jailbirds crowded around her as she unlocked the door to their freedom.

"Uhh... Now what? We're free... So what do we do?"
"We can... Go to sleep?"
"Have a campfire!"

Selinda grinned.

"We can have a campfire... AND play strip blackjack!"

The jailbirds blinked, as did the GCDers standing nearby.

"Uhh... Okay?"


---Later That Night---

Actually, it was a lot of fun. There was a campfire, marshmallows, hotdogs, and drinks all 'round.

The game had just begun, so while there was a few nearly-nude GCDer's (The jailbirds were free now, so classified as GCDer's), no one was out of the game... Yet.

Seth was the first to lose. He slunk away, naked and embarassed.
Meru and Nymphie followed him.
Veliofi and Peanut were next, followed quickly by Christa, Nantooski, Happy, and Seig.
Soon, most of the GCDers were wearing their birthday suits.

Then came Desdemona.

She blushed, having been stripped to her default grey undies and a jacket.

"Uhh... I guess the jacket goes, then... Heh..."

As she took the jacket off, something small, round and white dropped out.

The GCDers gasped.
It was a plain white mask.

She bolted.

The GCDers began to chase her, nude or not.
It was quite a sight; many a Chatterboxian and GDer stopped to stare. Several Q&A'ers sought explinations. The ED'ers simply shook their head and continued debating.
A few newbies signed out, and never signed in again.
Edmund and Logan passed out.


They finally caught up with her around the Cliffs.

They slowly closed in on her. She had two choices; beg for forgiveness, or jump.
And join Mr. Bwahaha.

She gulped.


"You killed all those people!"
"How could you?!"
"You deserve to DIE!"
"Though... You did have some good costumes."
"Yea. The cow one was great."
"And so was your Elbus!"
"Yea! And the-- Wait. Kill her!"

They advanced on her, walking quickly.
She had no choice.

She turned and jumped.


The Bwahahaha'ing stopped, momentarily, and was replaced by a deep 'Huh?'

There was a girlish scream, and the Bwahahaha'ing returned, louder than ever.

The GCDers left her. Half-naked in the hands of Gino-Gambino was a fate WORSE than death.

"So uh... Now what?"
"Iunno. Let's go finish the game."
"Mmkay."

Somehow, Selinda managed to keep her clothes on the longest.
THAT was a first.






The GCD Sniper Game has ended! Congratulations, GCDers. You've won!

Desdemona Winchcombe was the Sniper, and now holds the record for the longest Sniper game.
Thankyou to everyone who was able to participate.

Signups will begin this Saturday, April 15th, at 12:00 EST.

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