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 Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 4:00 pm
inasanemonkey1230 gonk gonk gonk THE GIFTSNIPER WHO JUST SENT ME ONE MAKES ME EMO. Aww *hugs* post the quote
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 4:05 pm
[NPC] Rina Hey there! I've got a special gift for you! From: An anonymous benefactor Message: You just lost the game *and* got giftsniped two birds with one stone. Why don't you head over to your inventory and see what you got!
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 4:35 pm
Is there a history of the gift-snipe? Like, who was the first to give/recieve and what occasion? And what was the most awesome? whee
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 4:39 pm
[NPC] Rina Hey there! I've got a special gift for you! From: An anonymous benefactor Message: you just lost the game. you just got giftsniped Pwn'd Why don't you head over to your inventory and see what you got! Hello....Dukes? They don't type like Dukes, though. ninja
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 4:40 pm
ninja heart
:: humps a giftbox ::
Giftrape.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 5:27 pm
[NPC] Rina Hey there! I've got a special gift for you! From: An anonymous benefactor Message: Aine snickered as she left another gift on an unsuspecting victim's doorstep. She reviewed the tag and shrugged. Her poetry was lacking, but she was tired and tomorrow is another day. As she skipped merrily to her bed, she had no thoughts inside her head but thoughts of sleepiness. She didn't realize that her footsteps were haunted by a shadowed figure, keeping directly in her footprints, silently slipping closer. Just as she reached her door she paused and looked behind her. Nothing. Aine turned back to her door. *Wham!* She was belted in the face by a brightly colored package. She fell into a heap, sleep coming early this evening. The note attached to her deadly gift drifted from the air onto her bruised face: &For when you need help being sneaky.& Why don't you head over to your inventory and see what you got! ...................... xd Wait, giftrape? eek
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 6:00 pm
[NPC] Rina Hey there! I've got a special gift for you! From: An anonymous benefactor Message: Monkey was scurrying about, organizing a banner campaign for the GCSG's anniversary and generally being a gleeful presence in The Sniped D. She skipped maniacally from one conversation to another, laughing and socializing with just about everyone who came her way. &Being fun is hard work,& she thought wheezily. &Skipping is hard work, too.& Monkey took her shoes off to see if the pain in her toes was going to develop into a painful blister. As she pried off her sneaker, she paused to wonder if she had worn socks or stockings. &I wish I had some groovy stockings. Then I'd remember to wear something on my feet everyday! Or at least on Tuesdays.& No sooner said than done. A lovely pair of yellow-striped stockings appeared as if by magic at her feet. Monkey looked up. Monkey looked down. Monkey looked all around, but couldn't find her mysterious benefactor. She shrugged and stepped behind a convenient wall to take off her pants and pull on her new prize. As Monkey admired her new foot accessories, she began feeling a little hot under the collar. She went in search of a glass of water and with every step, her temperature rose. By the time she was in the middle of the room Monkey was screaming for relief. Her friends watched and laughed. Monkey wasn't wearing pants! Oh, that silly Monkey. It was only when she finally stopped screaming and collapsed into a smoldering heap that her friends realized . . . Monkey wasn't laughing. Why don't you head over to your inventory and see what you got!
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 8:08 pm
This person needs to write CKs. [NPC] Rina Hey there! I've got a special gift for you! From: An anonymous benefactor Message: [Q] stepped back to look at his latest work of art . . . his masterpiece. It was a gorgeous combination of form, symmetry, color, meaning, music; it was Art. He wiped a tear from his eye. The doorbell rang suddenly. [Q] jumped; he wasn't expecting visitors. He picked his way carefully around his art supplies and headed toward the door. Upon opening it, he found a wrapped box on his doormat, waiting prettily for him to open. As [Q] lifted the gift he heard a strange noise coming from his studio. [Q] raced back to his work room . . . and stopped in the doorway. Some foul fiend had scrawled a message in messy scartlet across the culmination of his life's work: &Did you like my present?& The box slipped from his fingers as he staggered toward the ruined work. &No . . . NO! NONONONONONONONONONONONONO!! OHMYGAIA . . .& [Q] wailed. As he was lamenting his lost legacy a shadow crept up behind the bereaved artist. The forgotten gift's lid was removed and the contents were weighed in the shadow's hand. Gripping the object tightly, the shadow thrust forward. [Q]'s eyes grew wide. He burbled redly and slumped forward, spilling the rainbow paints he had been using all over the studio's floor. A brand-new paintbrush stood out from his back. Why don't you head over to your inventory and see what you got! Thanks for the gift, btw. I have an idea on who you are, but I can never be sure. pirate
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 8:14 pm
Another one from yesterday. [NPC] Rina Hey there! I've got a special gift for you! From: An anonymous benefactor Message: My sleep-deprived friend, soon will it Be the time where you get hit By a lead bullet Do you have any regrets About what you didn't admit? - The Limerick Sniper Why don't you head over to your inventory and see what you got!
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 9:53 pm
[NPC] Rina Hey there! I've got a special gift for you! From: An anonymous benefactor Message: Known to only a few people, Buzz slept in the nude. Not because of any preference for it, but because he had yet to find the perfect pair of pajamas. Everything he tried had itched or was too hot or wasn't warm enough or was ugly. Buzz was resigning himself to a lifetime of nocturnal nudity. While browsing the mall, Buzz came upon a brand new store: Necessary Objects. Buzz thought it sounded promising, so he went inside, if only to look around. As soon as he stepped inside, his eyes lit upon the most beautiful and precious thing ever: a red striped silk sleep shirt. Buzz floated to it as if in a dream already. The proprietor sauntered over, seeing the sale ahead. "Ah, sir has found our last of a rare and wonderful sleep ensemble. Is it not lovely to behold, a joy to touch? Wouldn't it be a thing of ecstasy to take home?" Buzz was sold before the tall salesman had even opened his mouth. It was wrapped lovingly in a square box, tied with a bow and placed in Buzz's hands once he had paid a criminally low price for a shirt of wonder. Buzz wandered home in a daze. Once night fell, Buzz brushed his teeth, flossed, and ran to his purchase. He opened the box carefully and breathed in the smell of his newfound peace. Buzz tore off his shirt, slipped into the silken coolness of the red-striped wonder and fastened each pearly button with a deliberate slow pace. He fell gratefully and blissfully into sleep. The night passed quickly, as the night will when you sleep through it. When Buzz awakened, he felt rested and ready. &Wow,& Buzz thought. "This shirt is like a second skin. It's almost a shame to take it off." Buzz unbuttoned the first button. "Ow. That smarts." Buzz unfastened the second button. "Yowza! What was that?" When Buzz unfasted the third button, he noticed the shirt seemed to have more red on it than before. He looked to the opened buttons. His skin had been buttoned open and he could see the muscles constricting and glistening nakedly in the air. Horrified, Buzz watched as his fingers kept on unbuttoning the cursed buttons all the way down. He jerked the shirt off his back and his skin peeled wetly. As Buzz writhed on the floor, his last thoughts were that he had, after all, overpaid for the wonderful red-striped shirt. Why don't you head over to your inventory and see what you got!
///+ Buzz Bro... +///
Well, needless to say, I am horrified
///+ ...Blue+///
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 5:16 am
Hey there!
I've got a special gift for you!
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: It was late and the mysterious Vlad was skulking around downtown, just waiting for a juicy victim to stagger drunkly past his hiding spot. He lounged against the brick wall of the alleyway and squeezed his eyes shut for just a moment.
The faintest of perfumes perked Vlad awake in an instant, though he honestly couldn't tell you how long he had been resting. The stuccato percussion of high heels tramping down the street confirmed Vlad's nose; there was a woman on her way to her doom in his arms.
As she approached, Vlad slid gracefully out of the alley and into her projected path.
&Good night, dear lady. Would you care for an escort?&
The woman looked at Vlad in a panic, clearly not trusting him. &No, thanks, I've got - uh- got to be somewhere, um, somewhere else, thanks, bye . . .& Her eyes darted about, seeking an exit.
&Oh, but there are so many dangerous creatures in the night, dear lady. Would you refuse the chance of safety?& Vlad grinned, his bloodlust showing in the length of his canines.
The doomed woman gasped. &I have a cross! Somewhere . . .& She started rummaging in her purse.
&A cross shan't help you, morsel.&
&Well, um, well I know what time sunrise is!& The woman pointed to the sky behind the vampire.
Vlad sucked in a surprised breath and whirled around. Sunrise? How long had he been resting?
A sudden tearing noise brought Vlad's attention to his chest, which suddenly seemed to have sprouted a tiki torch; a relic from a nearby Hawaiian club.
&It's in about four hours.& The woman whispered in Vlad's ear, moments before he disappeared into a cloud of ash.
Why don't you head over to your inventory and see what you got!
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 5:35 am
I feel SO left out, i've not yet got ONE giftsnipe XD
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 5:57 am
Darkmaniac I feel SO left out, i've not yet got ONE giftsnipe XD I haven't gotten one since the day the giftsniping came back xD *WHINE WHINE*
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 7:39 am
gonk
The one Buzz got made me go "Ewwww" IRL. XD
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 8:18 am
[NPC] Rina Hey there! I've got a special gift for you! From: An anonymous benefactor Message: Picture, if you will, a large and stately building, with tall white columns accenting the entryway, framed with brick. The heavy oak doors are open and inside one can see flashing lights, shimmer and spectacle, the swaying of beautiful people to music that will haunt one's last moments. Pulling back from this picture, one can see the lush and fragrant gardens surrounding the stately building, ripe with green, lovely to behold. A stone walkway winds its way from the entrance and terminates abruptly at a disappointing field of grey asphalt; a parking lot. In the parking lot, one can see the swift automobiles, the rugged trucks, the sexy motocycles of the wonderful people dancing only meters away. In a dark corner of the lot, a compact red car, one of millions manufactured, common, unloved. Inside the ordinary car, a girl, dressed to the height of fashion, slumped over on the steering wheel, her black dress perfect, her hair a perfect mess. Parking Lot in the parking lot, dead before dancing. Why don't you head over to your inventory and see what you got!
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