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 Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:50 pm
Padme Potter of Hobbiton glanced wearily at her surroundings, finding herself once again thrown into jail by the masses who for some silly reason are constantly finding her suspicious. The room pulsated with a vile warmth, as if the cell had come alive, just waiting to feed off her emotions.
"Och, they've got you too, eh?" a wall said. Padme narrowed her eyes at it, and shook her head. She surely must be hallucinating from the lack of sunlight she's suffered during the past couple of years of being imprisoned. "Don't be daft, lassie, I'm beneath you."
Padme glanced down at a large man dusted with grime and grimacing slightly. His clothes were simple, a pair of breeks and a thin tunic, ripped in a few places and practically see-through. "Who the hell are you?" she spat.
"Are you just going to stand there you wee newbie, or should you like to help me up off the floor. A pile of dirt isn't the best place to be having a chat, d'you think?" The man replied, bemused.
After five minutes of pulling, dragging, and lifting, the man was finally seated in one of the nearby cots. "Come closer, lassie, I willina bite. I've a story to tell you, one that might be of interest if you're looking for a way out of here."
Padme, frustrated, but not seeing any other option, plopped down next to the strange man, and waited for him to continue...
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"Oh, isn't this a lovely ball!" Merumiharu heard one of the twittering blondes to her left exclaim. The next round of drinks came by, and she glared disgustedly as every patron of the house downed a glass or two in its passing. She rolled her eyes and found a beautiful balcony to grace her presence with, as the nimrods inside certainly didn't deserve it.
"Aah, fresh air!" Meru thought, as she breathed it in greedily, purging herself of the smell tobacco and whisky that filled the house behind her. "Stupid betrothal dinner. If I weren't supposed to be an upstanding citizen of Gaia, I wouldn't even be here." she added angrily, as an afterthought, only half true. She ran her fingers back and forth on the cold stone detail, amazed at how high it came up; it nearly reached her neck! She peered over it to the ground below, and shuddered as she realized she was much higher up than she thought she was. "It didn't seem like I climbed that many stairs on the way to the reception hall..." she thought as she took a step back.
"Why hello there." said a soft voice behind Meru. She turned abruptly. "Are you enjoying the party?"
Putting on her best "not-a-b***h" face, Meru smiled slightly and told the person that it was simply the best party she has ever attended! Among all the lords and ladies of Gaia, the happy couple was most certainly the most deserving of each other and their fortune.
"Yes, I do agree" her new acquaintance replied, now next to the balcony with her, peering over the side. "I do say! What IS that spectacle!" the person exclaimed, pointing to the road below.
Out of curiosity, Meru took a peek down, but realized too late that that might not have been the best idea. The strange person had grabbed her neck at the pressure points and smashed her head against the stone balcony, and tipped her head first over the edge. All at once she felt herself flying.
"Glad you enjoyed the party, love, too bad it is your last."
The Crazed Killer stared down at the dead body proudly, it's neck curled into an odd position, obviously broken. Then, Meru's murderer strolled back inside, smiling, and ready for another drink.
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Inside, the oblivious party was still going strong. This was surely the party of the year! Dancing commenced on the main floor, delicious food was being served, new-couples could be found in curtained acloves throughout the hall. All in all, everyone was having a wonderful time!
"Moo Ell!" said a voice. He turned from his bread to see the faces of the Groom and his Wife-to-be. "Hello there, brother!" he replied "This ball is simply spectacular. I'd not have wished anything better for you and your lady"
"Oh Moo Ell, enough with the formalities, We have known each other since we were children! Would you be so kind as to have a dance with my pretty fiancee?" the Groom asked.
Moo Ell took his friend aside for a moment. "I'm not sure I should be up and about, friend" he said, his face serious "I've a bad feeling about tonight, and I'd not want anything bad to happen on the night of your engagement."
"Oh, cat-whiskers!" the groom replied with a grin on his face large enough to crack his ears. "Dance with her, she'd love to!"
With a look of resignation, Moo Ell approached his friend's bride-to-be, and with a florish, asked her to accept his hand in a dance for good fortune. She gaily accepted, and he whisked her off to the dance floor for a few rounds. After the song was through, the Groom came to re-claim his fiancee.
"Well, all that dancing made me work up a hunger once again!" Moo Ell announced "I think I'll go fetch myself another plate."
"We've really got to get you a girl, Moo Ell!" his friend laughed "before your eat yourself to death!"
Once everyone realized that the Groom and his Wife-to-be were on the main floor, they all spread apart to give the happy couple room to dance. The groom whisked her around in circles, and she just as gracefully followed his lead. They started into each other's eyes, their faces flushed with happiness. A clap was started up, and soon everyone in attendance was dancing to the beats of true love, not a care on their mind.
"BANG!" a shot rang out. The crowd screamed, and looked around for the source of the gun-shot. "I've got blood on me!" a man exclaimed, and ran out of the main hall, the rest of the party chaotically following. The groom led his wife-to-be to safety, and then ran out into the hall, an enraged look on his face.
"THERE IS A BODY OUT HERE!" he heard a woman shriek from near the stables, but unfortunately that was the least of his concerns at the moment. His face grim, and remembering his friend's ill feeling about the night, he surveyed the dinner tables. He made a choked noise as he rested his eyes on what he was looking for.
"Moo Ell... my dearest brother... how could this happen?" a tear escaped his eye, which he quickly wiped away, clearing his throat. "May heaven take you into its graces with open arms and forgiveness."
Stricken with grief, the Groom laid his hand upon his bleeding best-man's hand. After a moment of silence, he unclasped his cape, threw it over Moo Ell's dead body, and stormed off to call for the coroner.
A figure in black attire stared down from a lavish chandelier, grinning silently, and then left as quietly as it arrived.
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The new morning was brought to the world with birds chirping and brooks babbling, but unfortunately this day would not be as good for some as it would have been if the events of the past night had not happened. Two vile and well-known criminals, Zaeyde and InternalHardDrive, were unfortunately caught beside the body of Merumiharu. After being found to also have a record for other crimes, they were sentenced to the gallows on the charge of murder, smuggling, and piracy; a sure case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Everyone who was at the ball the past night wept silently for the dead and for their own lives which they now valued even more than they thought. They preyed that whoever it was who had committed these horrid crimes were either in the process of being hanged, or on their way to another town with new targets who weren't their own people.
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Padme Potter of Hobbiton was jailed, Merumiharu was killed, Moo Ell was sniped, Zaeyde and InternalHardDrive were removed for inactivity.
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Okay then. This is why I should be GM: I LOVE WRITING. I have a great idea for the storyline of the game, and there's a twist I'd like to throw in too ((that I won't discuss here, but if I am picked I will most certainly share with Zae.)) I have multitudes of free time at work, so I'd never be late in an update because I'd work tirelessly on them ALL DAY. I'm reliable for this job, because it won't be a chore to me, I'd LOVE doing it. I've been playing since Game 4, I've had a special role, I've created some suspicious 'drama', and I pretty much know how the game works inside and out. It would just... getting to be GM would make Ana's life, because she loves to write, and she'd be writing for one of the only things on Gaia that she's truly dedicated to: The SG *and* all her closest friends!
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:57 pm
Application.
It was a bright day.
A bright day worthy of being called suspicious, and below the azure sky with its twisting clouds and streaming sunlight was Gaia, the center of the universe.... kinda.
Well, just like all proper universes in context, this universe played by a certain set of rules that, even if broken, would still deem law over all mortals, excluding the all-powerful Zaedye.
#1 - If one exclaims loudly while gonking in excessive quantity "I am not the sniper!!!" proceed promptly to jail them.
#2 - If one mutters the word "suspicious" for any reason, under and circumstances, they are therefore turning the suspicion upon themselves, and should be jailed as well.
#3 - If one ninja's, jail them.
#4 - If one presents evidence, jail them.
#5 - If one causes drama, jail them.
#6 - If one complains, jail them.
#6.5 - If one votes for you, jail them.
#7 - If one is sniped, jail them.
#8 - If anyone says anything about anything in any context, jail them.
And lastly, though not entirely the least important.
#9 - When someone accuses you of being the Sniper, shoot them.
Unfortunately for Druki, he'd stepped a smidgeon too far over the line, and was now suffering the consequences.
"I CAN'T be Sniper, I'm DRUKI, Druki's aren't SNIPERS!"
The GCDSGers merely cackled, securely duct-tapped his limbs till he could stir no more and tossed him roughly into a stagnant cell.
They high-fived one another in naive glee and skipped happily away without one more thought on the helpless prisoner.
Oh yes, the Gaia gods were not with poor Druki today.
Druki cursed under his breath, body still as he blinked wildly at his new surroundings. It was quite large for a jail-cell, he thought, rolling his bound body to the center of the room with the lingering hope that he could find something - ANYTHING - to cut him free of his silver bonds.
Before he could go any farther, however, a blip of movement spurred behind one of the dull looking bunk-beds and Druki shook the hair from obscuring his view while trying to make out just what it was he had seen.
A large bang erupted from the far bed, and Druki jumped, startled at the noise which was almost momentarily followed by a soft "Oww..."
"Hello?..." Whispered the new jail occupant, a confused expression splayed across his countenance.
But, instead of a verbal answer, the creator of the bang somersaulted from behind the bed very much in a poor attempt at doing.... secret agent moves?
- well, that would explain why he crashed into the bed... -
After the male finished rolling back and forth like a broken yo-yo, he swept forward with renewed speed, checked to make sure the coast was clear, and crept up to Druki in a low crouch. Druki nearly twitched, but mumbled instead. "Erm... who are---"
"SHHHH!!" Spat the other male. "They'll HEAR you!"
When the crazed shoosher finally came into un-obscured view, Druki finally got a good picture of the male. He was tall, masculine and very serious looking. A pair of dark sunglasses eclipsed his eyes and his brow never seemed to ascend from it's deep furrow. "Who!??" Druki gasped, a hint of disparity etching his voice.
"THEM." The man said loudly, then grinned at Druki with and insane half-cackle. "Loop... Fruit Loop.. Agent 006.9 at your service.." Two fingers waved in a lazy salute and "Fruit" leapt to his feet. "And who might you be?"
Druki actually did twitch quite prominently this time, but answered despite that. "Er..... Druki.... yeah.... can you.. untie me now?" Fruit Loop nodded his head slowly, looked back and forth once more and deepened his voice in command. "Druki.... you shall be known as... DEBBI! Code name Debbi... and Debbi.... you're going to help me escape."
Druki gonked and protested the name until Fruit threatened never to untie him. He, of course, caved – and a chorus of duct-tape ripping apart from skin filled the jail-house for the remainder of the evening.
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The moon loomed over the city like an eerie warning of what was to come; moonlight dripped like liquid from its gleaming ridges and sat quietly among the monotonously flowing shadows.
All was still.
Not a light could be seen in a far expanse of miles, for everyone was silent; walking amidst the painted dreams that crept to their minds once the lights were snuffed out.
But, for [.Lexii.], sleeping was not such a easy task.
At the beginning of the night she had swiftly dozed off to sleep, but once the early hours of morning sprang into action a sound met her ears that shattered her relaxed thoughts and woke her with a start. It was like the hissing wind on a stormy night.. but it couldn't be, for the ominous, black sky was as still as the grave. No rain, no thunder, not even a spattering of evening clouds.
Yawning, the female shook off her weariness and tip-toed to the window, eyes methodically blinking and body half-limp from her broken sleep.
It came again, but was louder this time... a high-pitched wail that echoed and scratched at her eardrums.
Lexii scowled and sighed, berating herself for even getting out of bed at such an unholy hour.
It was a bird or... some other kind of animal.. it just had to be.. right?
Her mind suddenly changed as the shrill scream bit through the room, causing the victim to stumble on the carpeted floor with a force greater then lightning.
A gasp forced its way from her mouth and she attempted to rise from her sprawled position, lips quivering and eyes wide with fright. Another scream filled her room, except this time it came from Lexii herself. A figure had appeared, darkly clothed and exempt of showing flesh, the only thing she could make out were the twin blood-red eyes staring straight at her.
".. Get.. GET AWAY FROM ME!" She screamed, her own hand plastering against her mouth as it turbulently shook in perpetual fear.
A wail emitted, directly from the black entity standing tall as a luminous shadow above her.
".. That.. noise.." She shakily whispered, mind flowing with morbid thoughts as she inched away. "It.. it.. came from you... wh..what the.. what.. are you doing?"
"I'm mourning." Came a simple reply in a genderless voice, though it was laden with hate and wickedness.
".. wh..what?" Said the shaken figure, heart pounding in her ears.
The cloaked frame chuckled, a sadistic chuckle that could make someone writhe in pain if subjected to the sound for long-enough.
It swooped down, cloak billowing and following in its wake as he whispered the last two words she ever heard.
"Your death."
One more shrill scream filled the room, but quickly faded with its owner, and the shadowed killer left as it had come, without a trace, leaving the frail, pallid female body behind -.
Throat cleft in two and blood dripping down her eternally-silent body.
Lexii was dead.
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The GCDSGers were all too happy. Not only had they jailed another innocent, but now they were having a pool party to boot and boy, did those hamburgers smell mouth-watering.
inasanemonkey1230 licked her lips, sat at the edge of the pool and dangled in her feet, splish-splashing them back and forth to tease those who didn't wish to get wet. - Jeez, that's what a pool party was FOR. -
Undaunted by a few profanities sent her way; the female raised her eyebrows and whiffed in the heavenly aroma.
"Mmm.. those smell good." She stated aloud, and a few GCDSGers echoed the exclamation in hungry enthusiasm.
"I've got first dibs!" She finished, a twinkle in her gaze. This sprouted a few groans among the group, but it was only fair. Giggling, her lips curled into a smile and her feet created a large splash that whooshed directly over the side and onto an annoyed looking male who then proceeded to fling cheetos in her direction.
"FOODS READDYYY!!"
Monkey smiled, held her feet over the water, allowing them to drip-dry, and prepared to take position in the lead with claimed "first dibs."
A crack resonated in the lively atmosphere, and a small weapon skidded towards the unsuspecting female, ripping through the air as if it were human flesh until it struck Monkey in the side of the head.
Her body fluctuated, blood spurting out the wound till the silenced body fell into the pool, dousing the water with crimson ink that spread like a disease.
The GCDSGers watched her descent and stared for a few moments before another voice bit into the stricken lull.
"......... FIRST DIBS!!!" Yelled another GCDSGers, mingling towards the burgers.
They groaned again, sighed, and left the lifeless body displaying how exactly to achieve the "dead man's float."
The burgers were quite tasty, though.
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When the evening ended, they found three more bodies had joined Monkey's in the reddened pool. One, gthb, who had tried to display how long he could hold his breath..
Two, Merumiharu, who couldn't figure out how to get out of the pool, it seemed..
And last, but not least, Anagove, who found she couldn't swim very well after eating three burgers in a row...
Moral: Never eat three burgers before going swimming.
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Druki has been jailed, [.Lexii.] has been killed, inasanemonkey1230 has been sniped and gthb, Merumiharu and Anagove were removed due to inactivity.
I would love to be GM, firstly because.. I adore this game. It was keeps me coming on Gaia day after day. I've made soooooo many friends here, really good ones.. XD; And I'm so happy I decided to click the link to our beloved thread back in game three. It's my... "Internet-life" so to speak. x333~
Also, I would love to be more then a player, instead of sitting on the sidelines I'd really enjoy helping out behind the scenes. I adore writing... and writing for you guys would be even better! XD!!!
I'm online pretty much every-day of the week, and Thursday is my only busy-busy day, so keeping up wouldn't be a problem except for when life takes unexpected turns. >.>;
It would be a fun, challenging experience, and I'm glad to have the opportunity of applying. :3
Good luck to everyone, there's a lot of good applications here! Can't wait to see what happens! >W<;;
And a small note. >.>; My updates wouldn't be this long-winded on a regular basis.. I got seriously carried away... XDDDDD!
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:28 pm
I won't be entering this time, but Good luck all! These entries look awesome!
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Delete this if you need to
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:30 pm
 I am all up on this. I'll do this sometime tomorrow for I am oh so tired.
~<3
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:35 pm
Application "A witch! A witch!....er, Sniper!" cried the people of the game. Wrendaith was being dragged along to her fate in a cold cell. She cried,"I'm not a Sniper! They framed me!" "Sure sure..." She was thrown in her cell quite hard, making her stumble more than a few steps until she reached the wall. She took in her fate and her new living quarters. A few beds, a few others she new and a stranger she didn't. "Welcome stranger!" he said in a voice that sounded as if he said this line too many times. "Er, I'm not a stranger, I'm-" "What're ya buyin?" he said, opening his coat wide with one arm to reveal all sorts trinkets, doodads, and even a rocket launcher. Wren was confused by this odd man. "Uh, I'm in a cell, I don't have any money." "Come back anytime." The stranger turned around and faced the wall. She looked at the other cellmates. "We don't get it either. He says only those lines and he never turns away from the wall otherwise." It was going to be an odd stay in the cell. ----------------------------------------------- "Hey you guys, whatever happened to Druki? He hasn't been here in a while." One player asked thoughtfully. "Probably doing stuff with his snake." "Be that as it may, shouldn't he have come back sooner. I mean, he's been gone for a few hours now." "He's either the best time of his life, or he's having a rough time." A few of the player's let out a snicker. "Dude, you guys are sick. C'mon, let's go look for him." The others let out a sigh and decided to follow. It wasn't long before they found him in Durem. On the front of the church-like building he was found dead, crucified. Many cringed at the sight, a few even threw up. The killer was very thorough with the process. He first broke Druki's ankles so he had no chance of escape. He then proceeded to slowly do inhuman acts to him, things like cutting the web-like skin in between his fingers, breaking his jaw, and gouging his eyes. It was clear that he next began to skin him alive as there were marks of blood in the shapes of hands, as if trying to blindly crawl away from his attacker. That was not done with a knife, though. The killer tore the flesh off of him, some small chunks lying around though for the majority it was gone. Dry, dark blood was every from the wounds, even a faint "Help" was found not too far from the biggest area of blood. The Crazed Killer didn't want him killed this fast. He broke both his arms before the crucifiction, doing so one arm at a time. He crucified his hands twice, as to prevent the stakes from ripping his hands and giving him some hope of escape. And there he hung until he died hours before the others found him, blood dripping from his wounds. --------------------------------------------------- As they were walking from the sight of Druki's corpse, a thought hit them. "Hey, whatever happened to the Sniper's kill?" asked Dukes to no one in general. "Probably to lazy." "Maybe they conspired with the Crazed Killer and we still haven't found the corpse." "Dude, evidence was posted earlier that they were not working together. Remember the clue?" "Yeah, but it could've been false." "I think it's real." "Nu-uh!" "Yeah-huh!" And so the bickering continued. Dukes began to tire of the other stupidity. He sighed and walked his own way off to his house. He avoided conspicuos places, though, as the fear of being sniped still existed. As he walked, he decided to take a shortcut through an alley. It wasn't too dark, as it was still sunny. He was strolling away, wondering what topics what come up in tonight's phone call when he thought he heard something. He looked around, saw no one, and continued on but at a faster pace. Just then he noticed some motes of dust falling. He looked up at the rooftops to spot the Sniper. He set off at a dead run but it was futile. The Sniper shot his hamstring, sending Dukes crashing to the floor, blood squirting out of his leg. He clutched it, bending over, trying desperately to limp away but at the back of his mind he knew he was dead. He slowed down and eventually stopped, wondering why he wasn't dead yet. He turned around, looking at the rooftops but didn't notice the Sniper. When he faced forward once more, though, he saw the end of the barrel. BLAM! It wasn't pointed at his head, though, rather at his neck. His fleshed was torn by the bullet. Blood squirted out at a rapid pace. He tried to breath, only to make gurgling noise and he fell to the floor, blood flowing freely from his wounds. The Sniper left him for dead in the alley. -------------------------------------------- A few of the players woke up late and questioned what happened, who died, and how. They explained that Druki was dead at the church and that if they wanted to see his corpse before it was taken down they could. They hurried over, eager to see and unable to comprehend how horrendous it could be. When they got there, one died from a heart attack caused by sheer shock. They others merely turned away, only to see bullets flying at them from the Clocktower. Wrendaith has been jailed, Druki has been killed, and Dukes has been sniped. (players) were removed due to inactivity.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:45 pm
Gaia Online
Presents
A Francis Lord Copola
and
Quentin Tarantino
film
Zayede's
THE SNIPEFATHER Jeff Jarrett went into the Jailcell, being watched by the others and Terry Tino. "Uh.... hi?" He said. "Good!" Said Tino, "Now that we got enough people, I can give everyone their secret names." "Why are you doing that?!" Said Padme, Jailed AGAIN. "So we can't be suspicious when we get out of here." Said Tino. "OK. Here are your names." He went up to Jarrett. "Mr. Brown." To gthb, "Mr. Blue" To Padme, "Miss Orange" To Meru, "Miss Green" To Monkey, "Miss Blonde" Monkey gonked. And to Ho Shiz, "Mr. Pink" "Why am I Mr. Pink?! gonk " Said Shiz. "Cuz, your'e a...... well, you know." Said Tino. Meanwhile.... It was a Sunday. Ian and Sasha wanted Don Gambino to be their child's Godfather. He accepted, and the all went to the Catholic church of Gaia for the baby's babtism. But during that time, there was murder afoot..... Ian, Sasha, and Johnny all went up with the baby as the catholic priest said some stuff in latin. As part of the ritual, the Priest Exhaled 3 times on the imfant. While in a hotel nearby, the sniper was ordering some people around to take care of those "Inactive SOBs." Ian and Sasha Removes the Baby's bonnet. It was addorable. "Domo estis jistu sanctum amen." Said the Priest. The sniper prepared and cleaned his gun in another room. "Etsu Jeisu sanctum domes amen." One of the sniper's in active killers, Clemente, came with a "Special Package". He then cleeaned his car. "Hossana in exshalsis deo amen." Gambino watched on, with a stern look. The preist continued his blessing, while anointing the child. Meenwhile, Gthb was out at "C.K. the Barber." a local barber shop that recently opened. C.K. Went and put some shaving cream on Gthb's face. "Domo arrigato Mr. Robato amen." Another killer, Ali Neri, puts on a Police Officer's uniform. The Priest annoints the child again. Neri gets out a gun and a badge from a Brown Paper bag. He then whipes the sweat from his brow. "Cun sancto Spiritu docem amen." The priest then signs the cross over the imfant, and anoints it for a third time. "Johnny Kurt Gambino," Said the priest, "Do you belive in god the father almighty, creator of heaven and earth?" "I do." Said Gambino. Master Twibble was seen walking out of a courthouse. "Do you believe in Jesus Christ, His only son and lord?" "I do." Said Gambino. Outside the courhouse, "Officer" Neri distracts Twibble's mom, who drove her. "Do you believe in the holy ghost, the Roman Catholic Church?" "I do." Said Gambino. Clemente walks up some stairs. "Etsu domene sanctum spiritu amen." The sniper gathers up his wepons. "Jeisu estis domene sanctum amen." What gthb didn't know, was that C.K. ment Crazed Killer. But when he found that out, it was too late, as the Killer slit his throat with an old fassioned razor. "Sanctum estis actum etsu amen." Twibble Exits the courthouse to find Neri writing a parking ticket. "Ora ora ora amen." Another killer, Keci, stoped going up some stairs. "Bala bola bila beca amen." Clemente waited on his destination, the 5th floor. "Domo etsu jeisu spiritu amen." Roger Silverwood is getting a back masage. "Gino Francis Longjohns, do you renounce satan?" After the elevator on the 5th floor opens, Clemente shoots and kills A Dragonflys Sin. "I do renounce him." Said Gambino. While getting his back massage, Roger looked up to see who's there, and gets shot in the eye, killing him. "And all his works?" Keci puts out his cigarette, and sees Nantooski leaving the building. He locks the revolving door, trapping her, and shoots her 4 times. "I do renounce them." Said Gambino. The sniper knocks down a hotel room door, seeing Game in bed with another woman. (As usual.) The sniper shoots them both. "And all his Pomps?" Neri shoots Twibble's dad, then mom. Twibble tries to run, but Neri drops down on one knee, and kills Twibble. "I do renounce them." said Gambino. "Gino Longjohns, will you be babtised?" "I will." said Gambino. A lot of chaos was done during this holy ceremony. "In nomine patris et filii et spiritu sanctu, Gino Longjohns, go in peace, and my the lord be with you, amen." KILLED:gthb SNIPED:Gamemaniac INACTIVE:Nantooski, A Dragonflys sin, Master Twibble, Roger Silverwood So, how do you like it? I based the Jail scene from Resevoir Dogs, (Wasn't sure if I should say f*****t. sweatdrop ) And I mixed the Murders with the Inactivities with the famous Babtism scene from the Godfather! 4laugh (There is actually a mob family known as Gambino! surprised ) Why should I be GM? I think I can make some good stories. Sure, it's based on other stories, but good stories nonetheless. 3nodding
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 10:08 pm
I'm gonna stick you all in a dorm building, bwahaha! >=D
Kimi's Application Jeremey walked into the classroom. "This is Jail? Hmph. Looks like detention to me." As he said this, a shadowy figure with a wooden ruler stepped out from the shadows. She slapped the ruler on the desk. "No talking!" She screamed at Jeremey. He blinked at her. "No blinking, either!" He let out a sigh and sat in the back desk. Tapping his fingers on the desk, he didn't notice her walk up and once again slapped the desk. Falling out of his seat he groaned. 'No tapping your fingers.' A new teacher was in town, hired by the Warden himself so they wouldn't waste money on the gas to take them all the way to jail. ---- -To be finished later- ninja
Why should I be GM? I am good with creative writing, but it would be fun to put it to use in someplace other than school. :3 ...Yes, dorms belong to a school, damure! mad
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 10:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 11:45 pm
Quote: DAY 4Druki shivered. These new cells were disturbing. Nobody to talk to, nothing to look at. Just those glaring lights, and those damned wallpads. He couldn't even put himself out of his misery, the walls just bounced him back playfully. Then, -CREEEAAAAAKKKK- The particular panel he had charged against this time happened to be slightly different from the past 22 panels. Behind this panels was a map. A map of..... Druki gasped. Oh wait no, it was just a map of Barton. Oh wait, no, it was- No, he was right, it was just Barton. It wasn't, however, touchable. As he lifted it into his hands, the map promptly exploded, leaving a considerable between his cell and the next. "Druki?" Bialystock and Bloom said, his face lighting up, "Oh hi! Pleased to meet you." [+] KingShoy stared blankly at screen 23-211-199-12. Every cell contained a different value, a different scrap of information on a different person. Every page contained 19,000 cells. Every spreadsheet had 950 pages. Every drive had 12 spreadsheets, every room with 50 servers. The program was an organic process, each cell a nerve in the complex network, each value a single pulse in a vast biorhythm. The algorithm was nearing the final logical step in its evolution. This would return a single name. the sniper's name. One screen turned bright green, having completed its program. An amusing bleep escaped is speakers. Then, another bleep. Then two more. More and more screens were turning green, filling the room with the ambient glow of success. Then, -BLAMDIGGITYCAHUNGCACHUNGCAHUNGBLAM- The algorithm had reached the final logical step in its evolution. Every green screen displayed one final message: DUCK FOR COVER [+] Zaeyde tossed the small gear form hand to hand, staring at the ocean. She was upon the roof of the GCD Hall, contemplating whether or not to give the final piece of the clock away. After all, she could use this to her advantage. Imagine, her having the power of the clock all to herself, the true power of the Gods. She laughed, knowing the Sniper would kill her in an instant if they knew she had the gear. The person that murdered her, however, had no interest whatsoever in the gear. They were just a little Crazed. An aluminium can of Strawberry Quik, fired at the right rate, will crumple on impact in such a way that it will lodge itself in said object, then explode, letting the powdered Quik mix with the blood of said object. This forms a delicious red Strawberry flavoured goo, often served with goat yoghurt, or ice cream. Zaeyde of course had no idea of this as the Strawberry Quik lodged itself into her skull, sending her toppling over the edge of the building. She landed with a dull thud in some bushes, without anyone taking much notice. The gear she had been playing with, however, landed with quite a loud thud, in to the hands of an innocent bystander. "I HAVE IT! I HAVE IT!" [+] `Christa, `Gamemaniac, and Uta Arashi found Zaeyde's body, and poured the strawberry blood over their ice cream. What they didn't realise, however, was that you can't drink B+ type blood. Druki has been jailed, KingShoy has been shot, and Zaeyde has been taken out by the Crazed Killer. `Christa, `Gamemaniac, and Uta Arashi have been removed due to inactivity. ---------- DAY 5InternalHardDrive kicked and screamed as the two Guards dragged her into the cramped, padded room. "I'm a freakin' mod! How could I be the Sniper?" "We got a tip from the IMSniper," a member of the large crowd blurted. "You fools! I could have helped you finish the clock!" The constant buzz of conversation stopped. "Well, when you put it that way......" "...Maybe we could release a prisoner, just this once." The jailhouse was silent again. IHD put on her "Pretty Please" face. "Sorry, rules are rules." The warden said, closing the bolted door on her. "Have fun." [+] "I HAVE IT! I HAVE IT!" Takazawa screamed, grasping the tiny object in his hand. "The final piece of the puzzle!" The hall was pandemonium. While several people ran to get the large, Golden Clock, several others started to run around in circles, in hysterical fits. Tak held the gear to the light, letting it radiate over the frenzied crowd. "This is Marla Singer, reporting. Takazawa has just discovered the hiding place of the final gear. Yes, you heard right. The clock will finally be complete! This metal disc is perhaps the most valuable item in all of Gambino!" -BLAMDIGGIBLANGBLANG- The crowd froze. The Golden Clock fell with a thud to the ground. Every living thing in the room had gone silent. The only things moving were the small fragments of Takazawa's skull. "Oh my god." his sister said. "The gear." His best friend began to cry. With joy. "I'll sell the gear for millions!" she sang. "ITS MINE!" another voice cried. The frenzy began again, people rushing around the corpse like vultures grasping for the final gear. Nobody noticed it roll silently across the ground, and into the sniper's palm. [+] "Its like you're playing checkers, and I'm playing chess." The Grand Bimonthly Gaian Board Game Gala (The GBGBGG) was well into round Seven, and Parking Lot Toyed with her Opponent. She had to win this competition for her ticket out of jail. Out of that horrible white room, away from the solitude and emptiness. "Funny you should say that." the player said, sliding their hand below the table inconspicuously. A massive, incredibly sharp bishop dislodged itself from the ceiling, screaming towards the checkered floor below. Parking Lot's eyes lit up as she pushed the red disc towards the back row. This was it, the winning move. The prize was hers. "King m-" her victory was rudely interrupted by the sound of a giant bishop impaling her best friend, Bullet Rift. [+] Sibeiko stood on the sandy shore, robed entirely in black. "There is a world beyond this one!" he announced to the beach-goers, and turned. He slowly walked into the ocean, without looking back. The Peanut Smuggler began to chant, following him into the sea. InternalHardDrive has been jailed, Takazawa has been shot, and Bullet Rift has been killed by the Crazed Killer. Sibeiko and The Peanut Smuggler have been removed due to inactivity. -------------------------- a) I'm not making any implications about any names mentioned having any relation to anything else. I just picked them by who I saw posting most recently. b)I know by mentioning Parking Lot, I am vindicating her of the Crazed Killer title. However, she's also been jailed before, meaning we already knew she wasn't any specific role. c) Yes, she's playing her way out of jail. she doesn't succeed, but I'm tempted to give at least one or two people ways out of jail. EDIT: Added the day before this day, because I can. EDIT2: Why be GM? Because I have craploads of ideas, and I want to see how the game works under different premises, different themes, different places. If I am picked, it'll be a chore just choosing one of many ways I want to do it. EDIT3: [+]'s now mark different sections for your convenience.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 11:47 pm
 Do You Believe in Magic?-reserve-
We, that's IF I actually post the one I'm working on now. xD
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 1:08 am
The people killed, sniper, and removed have no connection other than being posted before me and they're on my hitlist at the same time XD edit_ I changed everthingy >>; Quote: [.Lexii.] the newest to be sheeped stepped on the spotlight of the stage. It was quiet, too quiet ... Suddenly the sound of a microphone screeching was heard. [.Lexii.] of course like anyone that would be there covered her ears and winced at the sound. "Ugh can you stop that!?", she yelled furiosly. "So sorry, new equipment, you know the regular stuff.", came a voice from her left .. or was it right? "Oh okay, said [.Lexii.], but why am I here again? Should I be at the jailhouse?" "Oh no, no." "Then why am I here?" "Because you ARE the weakest link, good bye" [.Lexii.] heard a far-off click then the floor collsped under her. --later that day-- "Did'ja hear?", Kimilia announeced. "Hear what?", replied Takazawa. "There's going to be a game show today! And anybody can join!" "That's awesome! At what time?" "Soon, let's go now!" -at whereever that place is XD- "Ugh where am I?", [.Lexii.] mumured. "Your at the jailhouse, miss.", said a voice. "How'd I get here?", she said confused. "I believe through the ceiling." Surely right above where [.Lexii.] sat there was a hole leading upwards. "So I was at the jailhouse all this time ... , she said, so what's your name? Mine's [.Lexii.]." "Names Leigh, nice to meet you.", he said smiling. -at the gameshow- (I'll think of something later on >>)
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 5:43 am
Succubus LoveJust admit that you like it. I may consider... ninja
If I am though, I'd probably need help getting deadlines and such. >w< Eesh. XP
Anywho, reserved. :3 Embrace the Darkness. I am the Dark Beast
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 9:46 am
"I'm not the sniper, you jackass! You know I'm not! Let me out!" KingShoy screamed at the warden, who shrugged and said: "Of course you're not the sniper, but the people of Gaia threw you in here and who am I to do anything but do as they say? But... I am a nice guy."
"Yeah right," Kingshoy mumbled.
"If you can drink a glass of water with a stretched arm, I'll let you walk out of here."
KingShoy immediately took the glass of water the warden had reached him, and straightened his arm. "Wait a second... You have to fold your arm to drink a glass of water! This isn't physically possible!" Shoy exclaimed.
"Just try it!" The warden squeed. He enjoyed seeing Shoy in a problematic situation. Shoy tried and tried and tried, but he only succeeded in getting himself and the wall behind him drenched. When it seemed he would not succeed, the warden just pointed him to a cell and turned his back. Shoy sighed, and sat on the bunk bed. He tried to fall asleep, but was awakened by a cold voice in the corner. "Welcome to my nightmare..." it said. King sat up, and said: "What? Who are you?"
A man stepped out of the shadows, dressed completely in black, with a pale face like you wouldn't believe. "My name is Poo. Odger Eelen Poo. I dress like my heart, wich is a black abyss."
KingShoy gonked. He was stuck with an emo kid.
Parking Lot roamed the streets that night. She was hoping she could mug a few people so she could buy food the next day, but got distracted of her goal when she saw a fresh mooring rope grapes lying on the ground. She couldn't remember when she last had grapes, but she did recall the flavour of them. "Delicious!" She exclaimed, and started eating. Then she saw another! And another! And before long, she was following a track of grapes into a dead end in an abandoned alley. When she was eating away, she heard someone behind her say: "Do you," they sniffed, like the grapes? Achoo!"
She turned, and replied: "Yes sir! Or... Madam? Excuse me, I can't see. The shadows are hiding you-AAAAAAAAH!"
The next day, InternalHardDrive walked into the alley, and screamed when she met the awful sight. At first, Parking Lot's hair was gone, and all she saw were a couple of burnmarks on her scalp. Second, she saw someone had performed a Smile on her. A Smile is when someone cuts open the sides of your mouth, so it rips all the way to your ears when you scream. Third, she was halfnaked, but lay on her stomach, so nothing could be seen except the tribal markings that were gruesomely carved into her back.
And last, but not least, the cause of her death. Her snapped neck. IHD turned around and ran out of the alley, screaming. When she had everyone's attention, she-
---KABLAMO!---
Got shot.
"Come on guys! Our fellow Gaian and good friend is sick, let's pay them a visit!" Weddingsakura exclaimed. Noone felt like coming, except Magnius of the Chaos and Lyzz the Dark Beast. Little did they know their friend was the Crazed Killer. They never made it out of the house alive.
My reason? I've always been a part of the Sniper Game, even if I was but a lurker the first two games. YOU NEED ME!
And I have a GREAT storyline idea. GREAT I SAY.
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