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Why did Aine blush and scream "Meep" when Fortenra was about to talk about prostitutes protecting their purses?
  Aine had a bad incident involving a purse and a ice cream vendor in the past.
  In her native language, the word purse is one of the worst things you can say about someone.
  It was a total coincidence; she just happened to notice something else and her reaction was because of that.
  She thought he was going to say something else.
  The girl likes blushing and screaming "Meep" whenever she gets the chance.
  THE POWER OF JESUS CHRIST COMPELS YOU TO BLUSH AND SCREAM "MEEP", BITCHES!
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Mirai Nikki Minaj

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 10:37 am


INTRODUCTION


Since I've started a new story, I've decided to make a new thread for it. I'll still preserve the original thread, since it was my first attempt at the story, but this is the thread where I'll be posting the information on the current story. The format will also be slightly different. Shazam.

Currently, I've already chosen a role for each of the applicants, and I'm in need of more. So, those of you who haven't applied for the remake, do so now! MAGGEH DEMANDS IT.



Post 1: Introduction
Post 2: Table of Contents
Post 3: Characters
Post 4: Updates
Post 5: Application Form
Post 6: Contests & Polls <- You are here
Post 7: Reserved
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PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 10:39 am


TABLE OF CONTENTS


Post 1: Introduction
Post 2: Table of Contents
Post 3: Characters
Post 4: Updates
Post 5: Application Form
Post 6: Reserved
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Post 1: Introduction
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Mirai Nikki Minaj

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Mirai Nikki Minaj

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 10:48 am


CHARACTERS

'Aine Chievious as Aine Chievious and Opal Koboi
Amigo_amigo_amigo as Amigo
Edmond Dantes as The Count of Monte Cristo
Fortenra Askasa as Fortenra Askasa
Heart Shaped Toastie as Heart Shaped Toastie
Insomnesiac as Insomnesiac
Ismaru the Windsoul as Ismaru Windsoul
K I N G S H O Y as Shoy
Mercain as Mercain
Roy Salamandra as Dr. Roy
Sibeiko as Sibeiko
The Peanut Smuggler as Peanut Smuggler
Anael de Ezra as ???
-_Sanity Eater_- as ???
Triskellion as Triskellion
Return_of_Watanuki-san as ???
Meiko_Michan as ???
inasanemonkey1230 as ???
Veliofi as Veliofi
A Dragonflys Sin as ???
Guccigirl247 as ???
[Q] as Q
[Cherry.Wine] as ???
Hirun Hikari as ???
'Kashi as Kashi
Shadowsong390 as ???
Respectful Rhino as ???
Azrael Maker as Azrael Maker
Tedie Behr as ???
sweetnessfairy as ???



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PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 10:54 am


UPDATES


I will try to make an update two or three times a week, depending on circumstances. Mondays and Fridays will always have an update, while there might or might not be ones on Wednesday. Previous chapters can be found in my guild, as well as (unfinished) profiles of characters and Resonance Souls. The most recent chapter will be displayed in this post, while previous chapters may be found here.

Now, I have created a blog for the Untitled Sniperville Story V2. The blog can be found here. The blog contains all the chapters, omakes and character profiles of the story, and is easier to search around. Go there, and comment. bitches.


Chapter 16 - Cue, Q!
“Haaaa~h, how annoying.” A figure stood in front of the abandoned warehouse that was not truly abandoned, shaking his head in disbelief. The warehouse was surrounded by a great deal of corpses, a memento of Fortenra’s rage. The figure walked over the corpses with an expression of exasperation and exhaustion on his face, his eyes half-closed. Scratching his head, he stood in front of the door, apparently too lazy to open it with his hands. With a sigh, the man lifted his right leg a bit, and…

BLAM!

The door flew off his hinges, landing with a crash ten meters away. The man then stood there, just… standing. Perhaps he was thinking of the possible attacks that might come his way and was attempting to calculate the most efficient path. Perhaps he was analyzing the room in front of him and trying to find out what had happened inside. Or perhaps he was just too lazy to start walking forward.

The man’s vision blurred as he thought back to the incredibly complex series of events that had lead up to him being here…

--- The Epic Confrontation Between the Man and the Mysterious Unknown ---


A man sitting on a chair in an extremely dark room. Then again, most rooms in Sniperville tended to be dark, so there was nothing strange about that. The man - known to some as the Mysterious Unknown - looked at the figure kneeling on one knee in front of him. The figure was also a man, a man in a suit that might have once been fancy, and a somewhat tattered hat with a feather attached. The man’s hair, tied in a ponytail, reached down to his waist and was a ridiculous shade of green that resembled murky water.

The Mysterious Unknown took a sip of coffee. “I’ve received word that the girl has been captured. Go there and bring her here, Gambol.”

“Kay.”

With that, the man known as Gambol stood up and walked out the door with his hands in his pockets.

--- The Epic Confrontation Between Gambol and the Door Hinge ---


“… I guess I should go on,” muttered Gambol to no one in particular. Despite that, he made no move to go on forward. “Ah~ this is so tiring…”

--- The Epic Confrontation Between Fortenra, Toastie and Q ---


“Put Fortenra down, you b*****d!” With fireballs out of the question, Toastie opted to do the only other thing she could; rush at Q with her fists. Sadly, Toastie had never been one to excel at hand-to-hand combat, and was easily repelled by Q, who simply placed his free hand on her forehead. Her fists flailing, the girl tried to land blows that were impossible to land, due to the difference in length between them. Q’s longer arm ensured there was sufficient distance between them, and her punches faded in thin air. “Rrrrrrrgh! Lemme go, damn it! Take this and that!”

Fortenra’s left hand twitched slightly, which went unnoticed by all.

--- The Epic Confrontation Between Opal and Philip ---


“A HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!” Opal’s piercing laughter rang throughout the room and the young murderess hacked away bits and pieces of Philip’s body. A finger flew in the air, followed by a part of a nose and a great bunch of flesh and blood from various parts of Philip’s body. It was like watching a murderous surgeon at work, except that murderous surgeons worked to save lives, while Opal worked to bring pain, pure and simple, to her foes. However, she might has well have been a murderous surgeon. Only a surgeon could have managed to deal that much damage to a man while still keeping him alive.

Truly, it was a miracle that Philip remained alive. If the blood loss didn’t kill him, than the catatonic shock should have. Yet, despite losing, among other things, one hand, both feet, a liver, a few rib bones, his lips, an ear and a half, a few fingers on the free hand and many teeth, the man remained alive. Opal had even taken one of the man’s broken ribs and jabbed it into his knee, and he still remained alive. What, if not amazing surgical skills, could be responsible for this? Only years and years of practice could have allowed Opal to be able to operate this man to near death and have him retain his life, though perhaps not his sanity.

A trail of drool dripped down from Philip’s mouth, and the man uttered words - or what might have been words - that were unintelligible. There was a word that had three ‘x’s, a ‘q’ without a ‘u’ and all the vowels in a row, one after another. His eyes had lost focus, and what fingers he had left were twitching uncontrollably.

Opal smiled. “Now, it’s going to get a bit rough from now on…”

--- The Epic Confrontation Between Ismaru and Hirun ---


Ismaru lay on the floor, unconscious.

Hirun lay on the floor, unconscious.

A gust of wind blew across the room from the ventilation system.

--- The Epic Confrontation Between Fortenra, Toastie and Q ---


“Heh heh heh…” His attention occupied on Toastie, Q did not notice Fortenra’s hand moving until it was too late.

“Symphony of Despair, Verse 2 - Tartarus Melody!” Fortenra’s hand rose up in the air, and up with his hand came a mass of wires, clumped together in the form of a gigantic arrow. The arrow grazed Q’s sleeve, but failed to actually hurt the man, as he had managed to let Fortenra go and step to the side in a split second. Having missed its target, the arrow continued onwards, going through Toastie’s head and killing her instantly. Fortenra winced. “Whoops.”

There was a gigantic fire, and the fiery-headed girl emerged from it with a displeased expression on her face. “You know, I’d be pissed, but since you managed to get free I’ll let you slide on this.”

“Don’t forget the fact that you threw a fireball at me, Toastie.”

“Aw, shut it.” Pouting, Toastie turned her head away in mock annoyance.

“Well… shall we kill this ********?” asked Fortenra, ever the gentleman.

“My pleasure.” A grin on her face, Toastie summoned a ball of flames and glared at Q, who seemed undisturbed.

--- The Epic Confrontation Between Ismaru and Hirun ---


Opal looked down on the sleeping / unconscious bodies of Ismaru and Hirun, having returned from her ‘play’ time with Philip. She had grown tired of slowly decapitating him, and had decided to put him out of his mercy by smashing his partly-decapitated head onto the floor repeatedly until he died. The b*****d had proved to be quite resilient, and it had taken some twenty smashes before he finally died. Stamina and durability were often seen as positive factors in a fighter, but in the case of Philip, it had resulted in prolonged pain. Had he been a normal weakling, instead of a trained weakling, he would have gotten off with a much lighter torture. Ironic, in a way.

Leaning down, Opal grabbed Ismaru’s collar and began pulling him out of the room, sighing. Men. Bloody weakass immature bastards who couldn’t do crap by themselves. Ignoring Ismaru’s groans as he was scraped across the rough floor, Opal continued to drag him with her. “Wimp.”

--- The Epic Confrontation Between Fortenra, Toastie and Q ---


“Symphony of Despair, Verse 2 - Tartarus Melody Finale!” At Fortenra’s gesture, dozens of wire arrows formed in the air and stood still, waiting for their master’s command. Slashing his hand forward, Fortenra yelled, “OBLITERATE!”

All the arrows sped forward, tearing the entire room apart. A whirlwind of death and destruction, eating and cutting up everything in its path. Computer equipment, walls, chairs, bookshelves, a television set, a microwave, some pizza boxes, a lamp, a car, Toastie and even a statue of a clown… none were spared. Exactly why a group of villains decided to keep a statue of a clown Fortenra had no idea, nor did he care to now. Toastie was caught up in the turmoil too, but then again, that was her fault so Fortenra refused to take the blame for it. She should have known better than to expect him to show consideration to his teammate.

Yet, none of the arrows managed to hit their mark; Q remained as elusive as ever. With simple footwork, the man managed to avoid them, making it seem easy. In fact, he seemed to be mocking Fortenra. With his hands behind his back, a smile on his face and moving at a slow pace, he made it look like he was taking a simple stroll.

“You smarmy b*****d!” yelled Fortenra, using a word he did not know the meaning to in an effort to seem smarmy. He pulled his arm back to send another barrage of arrow wires at Q when he felt a burning sensation on his fingertips. He turned his head to find out why, and gasped. Fire. All his wires were on fire. The reason? Toastie, in anger, had set them on fire. Desperately trying to put the fire out, Fortenra looked at Toastie in exasperation. “Toastie, what the hell? You set my wires on fire!”

“Fortenra, what the hell? YOU ******** KILLED ME AGAIN.” With a roar of anger, Toastie forgot all about attacking Q and threw her fireball at Fortenra instead. The fireball flew harmlessly over Fortenra’s head, and the young man put his hands in front of him, in order to try and convince Toastie to calm down.

“Toastie, can’t we talk about-” This time, it was a barrage of fireballs. While most of them also missed, one singed his hair slightly and another grazed his pants, leaving a nasty burn mark. “OH s**t, YOU’VE DONE IT NOW, b***h!” Similarly forgetting about dealing with the enemy, Fortenra brought down his wires on Toastie, killing her once, then twice, then thrice.

Amused at this new turn of events, Q leaned against a wall to watch the fight between the two so-called friends.

“DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!” Toastie’s hands were a blur as they hurled fireball after fireball at Fortenra, who wondered why she continued to do the exact same thing all the time. It was fireball this, fireball that. Didn’t she get bored of doing that? Caught up in thought, Fortenra failed to noticed a stray fireball catching him the chest - the same place he’d been struck in when Q had used him as a fireball swatter. The impact of the fireball sent him sprawling onto the floor, where he landed at Q’s feet.

“You need some help there, kid? You’re getting whipped by a girly.” Q displayed an enormous amount of compassion and kindness towards the young man who, just minutes ago, had tried to kill him. Few people would have been man enough to do this, and by attempting to help his enemy, Q had proven himself as a generous gentleman to the ******** OFF!” Knocking Q’s hand away - at this point, Fortenra seemed to have not only forgotten about fighting Q, he seemed to be not giving a ******** about Q at all - the young man stood up, clutching his chest in pain. Getting hit by two fireballs in the same spot does that to a person. “Symphony of Despair, Verse 4 - Gates of Hades!” His wires flew towards Toastie and began surrounding her, encasing her into a cube made of wires. Fortenra then pulled the wires back, and the cube collapsed on itself, cutting Toastie into an uncountable number of pieces. Instead of stopping there, he continued the pull his wires and spun 180 degrees, until he was facing Q. “Got you, b*****d!”

Q’s eyes opened wide in surprise as Fortenra’s wires came within an inch of his body, realizing that the entire fight had been staged. “Tsk!” He bent his knees slightly, then hopped sideways, barely avoiding the attack. Q pulled back his fist, ready to teach the upstart a lesson when…

WHOOSH!

Q pulled his head back to prevent himself from being pierced in the head by a dagger, which embedded itself into the wall. He barely had time to glare at the young girl who had thrown it when a shadow came over him, along with intense heat. Realizing what was going on, he rolled forward, and not a moment too soon. Toastie’s fist smashed into the area where he had just been. Of course, the end was yet to come. A figure dashed towards him and unleashed a torrent of punches and kicks. Granted, they weren’t too fast, and Q had no problem parrying them, but what he had to worry about were attacks from the other three. Fortenra’s wires, Toastie’s flames, Aine’s sword worked together with Ismaru’s martial arts in order to drive him in a corner… literally.

“Hah! Got you, you b*****d!” said Ismaru, grinning.

“Wrong. I’m tired of playing around.” Q’s knee snapped forward, catching Opal straight in the stomach, and sending her to her knees. At the same time, his elbow struck Toastie in the chest, sending her flying across the room. Dodging Fortenra’s wires, he stopped Ismaru’s punch and threw the young ninja into his friend, sending them sprawling onto the floor. Groaning, Opal looked up to see Q standing before her with a sneer on his face. “Well, looks like you brats are finished, don’t you think?”

“It’s not over yet! Ballad of the Grim Reaper, Act 3 - Tempest Desperado!” All of Fortenra’s wires gathered together, forming an extremely long and thick whip of sorts that twitched, as if it had a life of its own. It made a screeching noise as Fortenra aimed it at Q, and for a moment, it seemed as if Fortenra would be the winner.

“Meh. Boring.” His hands in his pockets, Q kicked forward, and a burst of black energy smashed into the wire whip, causing it to explode. When the dust cleared, most of the whip was on the floor as wires, and Fortenra was left holding a single strand.

“s**t! It’s still not over!” Even with one wire, Fortenra refused to give up. Yet, though his mind was willing to continue fighting, his body was not. When Fortenra snapped his arm forward, he lost his grip on the one wire left, and the harmless piece of wire - which was really about as deadly as a piece of cotton candy - floated forward, until it touched Q’s chest.

All was quiet. Until…

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! That’s all? After your big words, that’s all that happens? You really are a-” Q stopped talking, and clutched his chest in pain. His body trembling, the man looked at Fortenra in shock. “Y… you…”

Blood dripped from Q’s mouth and spurted from his chest, his upper wear in tatters, as the man fell backwards… defeated.



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Post 2: Table of Contents
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Post 4: Updates
Post 5: Application Form
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Mirai Nikki Minaj

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Mirai Nikki Minaj

Eloquent Lunatic

PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 11:02 am


APPLICATION FORM


Apply using the following code. Just copy and paste, and fill in your name.

[size=11][b]Name:[/b]
By signing this form, I hereby acknowledge that I am giving up my soul, my life and my entire belongings to Magnius of the Chaos, currently known as Zepia Eltnam Oberon, when I die, and that my family will not get anything as a result. I vow to serve him as my one and only God, and to agree that there is no God but Maggeh, and that everything is done in his will. I also admit, by signing this form, that I am a stout supporter of skinning beagles, reading philosophical texts and the Fountain of Youth.
[b]Signature:[/b][/size]


Or, if that bothers you, you can use this form.

[size=11][b]Name:[/b]
Woah, dude, I'm so high. Is that my hand? Woaaaaah, it's like, floating, dude. I think I want to be like, a doctor cause they're like flying. Duuuuuuude.
[b]Signed:[/b][/size]



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Post 2: Table of Contents
Post 3: Characters <- Go straight from here
Post 4: Updates
Post 5: Application Form <- You might or might not be here
Post 6: Contests & Polls
Post 7: Reserved <- Take a left turn here
Post 8: Reserved
PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 11:04 am


CONTESTS & POLLS


Here is where the stuff goes. And by stuff I mean contests. And polls. Except polls go up there. At the top of the thread. You dig, ******** class="quote">
Contest #1 - Choose That Female!
Sweets ~ The Futuristic Fairy ~


It is clear, at first glance, that Sweets is different from most. Her ears are longer than that of normal people, and are sharper. This, along with her long blonde hair, large blue eyes, slender body and slightly short stature, give her the appearance of a stereotypical elf. Yet, this similarity only goes as far as her face. Sweets wears an outfit quite different from typical elves - quite different from most people, for that matter. Dressed in a simple suit made of unknown glowing material, Sweets claims to be a being from the future. As such, others have bestowed upon her the title of "The Futuristic Fairy".

Sweets's past (or future, depending on how you see it) is unknown for the most part, and the young girl does not seem to be eager to tell it anytime soon. Indeed, she claims that revealing the details of her origins would go against the values of her time and change the future drastically. Yet, one has to wonder why, then, she reveals that she is from the future. Must be part of her nature, or perhaps this innocent looking girl is hiding more than she reveals.

Sweets appeared one day, out of the blue, in a random 10th grade class of the Sniperville Academy, from a portal that appeared out of nowhere. As such, the maiden chooses to reside in the class, and has managed to integrate herself as one of the students of Sniperville Academy. Eager, energetic and highly intelligent (that's right, a girl who's eager, blonde AND smart), Sweets shows a great knowledge of techonology and a thirst for history, especially those concerning Resonance Souls, which she claims no longer exists in her time.

Those fooled by Sweets's innocent looks, however, soon find out that she is no simple girl. Wielding weapons of the future, Sweets is more than capable of defending herself. And, if the going gets bad... well, that's why she has those teleporting rocket boots of hers, isn't it?



Sanity Eater ~ Sanity of the ******** ~


One of the most devious seniors of Sniperville Academy, Sanity Eater has a brilliant brain and a great understanding of human psychology that allows her to mercilessly toy with their minds. This has allowed her to take the title "Sanity of the ********" and those who dare to mess with her. Nobody messes with Sanity. NOBODY ******** MESSES WITH SANITY. NOBODY, NOT EVEN GOD, WANTS TO MAKE SANITY MAD. NOBODY, YOU ******** UNDERSTAND THAT?

Though Sanity does not dress in a particularly noticeable fashion, she is not easy to forget, mainly due to an aura that seems to surround her. It is not certain if this dark aura is actually there, or if people think they see one due to Sanity's extremely malicious intent. With her sharp, narrow and black eyes, which seem to pierce one's soul, Sanity has sent many innocent children screaming for their parents. Her dark blue hair appears to have a mind of its own, moving and waving around like tendrils of the night. Indeed, people have begun to use the condition of Sanity's hair to perceive her emotions - when she's happy, the hair moves side to side slowly, when she's angry, her hair flails about and when she's murderous... the hair simply doesn't move. Thus, many people hope that, when they see Sanity... well, they don't want to see Sanity, period.

Though it is known that Sanity has some type of psychic ability, no one knows exactly what ability it is, as those who have witnessed it end up in a coma or as paranoid mental patients. Tests - namely, forcing people to approach Sanity and watching how she kills them - have concluded that it is a Resonance Soul of some sort, and requires Sanity to touch or grab the victim in order to activate.

No one knows what Sanity is thinking, and no one seems intent on finding out. Virtually everything about this girl seems to be a mystery, and those who love to talk about meaningless things speculate that she must be a tormented child of a cursed family, burdened with a tragic past.



Sin ~ Keeper of Tomes ~


Everything about Sin's appearance simply screams bookworm. From her glasses, which cover nearly half of her face to her willowy frame to her long brown hair tied in a knot, Sin cannot be mistaken for anything else. Unwilling to wear flamboyant clothes, Sin sticks with plain sweaters and dresses. The librarian of Sniperville Academy, Sin has read every book in the Academy and even knows every single word on every single page on every single book. This can be attributed to her unique ability to memorize anything, as long as it is on a text. Unfortunately, this only applies to words and not pictures, and as such Sin has trouble remembering anything that hasn't been written about.

Though not a physical fighter, Sin is unique in the fact that she has access to the mystical arts. Instead of using ki to fight, Sin uses the energy of her surroundings - mana - to cast spells, an art that was thought to have been lost centuries ago. In addition to being a magician, Sin is also an accomplished alchemist, though she has yet to succeed in doing what alchemists have been attempting since the beginning - creating gold. Not that Sin actually intends to use that gold. She has money.

As the daughter of the principal of Sniperville Academy, Sin carries quite a bit of influence in the school, though she does not seek to use it. Indeed, even as a child the young woman did not rely on the power of her family, choosing instead to forge out her own path in life. Sin is not the librarian of Sniperville Academy because she's her father's daughter; she is the librarian of Sniperville Academy because no one else can compete with her when it comes to organizing books and keeping records. Even a supercomputer could not hold a candle to her abilities when it comes to books.

Generally timid and shy, Sin hides in one of the four corners of the library. This tends to be quite the inconvenience for the students who wish to borrow books... but then again, this is Sniperville. Kids should be doing something productive, like killing people, instead of reading wimpy books. The only way to rile Sin up is to harm her precious books, in which case the librarian will burst in a flaming rage, destroying everything in her path in order to protect her sacred books. The irony? More books are destroyed during Sin's rampages than by other people. And that's... A MOMENT OF TRUTH!



Tedie Behr ~ Stuffing Collector ~


A beautiful school nurse is the dream of many male students (and a few female ones), but Tedie Behr, despite her stunning beauty, is far from any man's dream. Unless that man's dream is to be killed, emptied of his insides and then stuffed with cotton. An avid collector of dolls, Tedie Behr has a habit of creating her own dolls. It's much more simple than it sounds, really. All one needs is a whole lot of cotton, a needle, a string, a large knife, some chemicals and years of medical experience. With that, one can easily create a roomful of human-sized dolls. Made of humans. And cotton.

Despite being in her late twenties, Tedie Behr looks just as young as the students of the Sniperville Academy. That is, the high schoolers. This is either because she's naturally slow to age or because she uses a variety of chemicals to forcibly slow the aging process. On a totally unrelated note, she has a mixture of drugs in her cabinet that read "FOR YOUTH" and "LOOK YOUNGER TODAY!" on the label. A totally, TOTALLY unrelated note. With her purple hair tied in a bun and dressed in a simple shirt, a short black skirt and a white doctor's coat, Tedie Behr is alluring, sexy and drop-dead gorgeous. But Tedie Behr looks at her best in one simple thing. In cotton.

Rumor holds that, when she was a child, Tedie Behr was a simple little girl who liked to kill people for the fun of it. As an adult, however, Tedie Behr is a dominating woman who has said to have killed off every single one of her many lovers. A woman with a shrill laughter that sends a chill down any man's spine. Then what turned her into a psychopath who kills people in order to satisfy her doll fetish? The answer? Well, no one knows, and no one is likely to know. Unless someone happens to make friends with the school nurse and involve her in an amazingly fluffy and enjoyable adventure. With cotton.

Tedie Behr is a deadly fighter, capable of using her great medical knowledge in order to attack the pressure points of her enemies. This school nurse knows exactly where to stab and where to cut and how to cause the greatest amount pain. Wielding a giant scalpel in one hand and a needle and string in the other, Tedie is prepared to deal death and heal lives... all in one go! She's extremely flexible and can adapt easily to the situation! Like cotton.

What's that white fluffy material that everyone loves? What is it that gives life to undead dolls? What has a candy named after it? It's... cotton!



Post 1: Introduction
Post 2: Table of Contents
Post 3: Characters
Post 4: Updates
Post 5: Application Form
Post 6: Contests & Polls <- You don't want to be here
Post 7: Reserved
Post 8: Reserved

Mirai Nikki Minaj

Eloquent Lunatic


Mirai Nikki Minaj

Eloquent Lunatic

PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 11:06 am


RESERVED


Pot kills crack babies.


Post 1: Introduction
Post 2: Table of Contents
Post 3: Characters
Post 4: Updates <- You are here
Post 5: Application Form
Post 6: Contests & Polls
Post 7: Reserved <- You are also here
Post 8: Reserved
PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 11:09 am


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Mirai Nikki Minaj

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 11:10 am


Apply now, for those of you who haven't! I NEED MORE CHARACTERS!
PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 11:23 am


Name: A.D. Ezra
By signing this form, I hereby acknowledge that I am giving up my soul, my life and my entire belongings to Magnius of the Chaos, currently known as Zepia Eltnam Oberon, when I die, and that my family will not get anything as a result. I vow to serve him as my one and only God, and to agree that there is no God but Maggeh, and that everything is done in his will. I also admit, by signing this form, that I am a stout supporter of snuggling beagles, reading philosophical texts and the Fountain of Youth.
Signature: A.D. Ezra


Make me awesome. ninja Oh, and I love beagles. http://dailypuppy.com/index.php?itemid=651 Beagle beagle beagle.

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 11:28 am


Name:-_Sanity Eater_-
By signing this form, I hereby acknowledge that I am giving up my soul, my life and my entire belongings to Magnius of the Chaos, currently known as Zepia Eltnam Oberon, when I die, and that my family will not get anything as a result. I vow to serve him as my one and only God, and to agree that there is no God but Maggeh, and that everything is done in his will. I also admit, by signing this form, that I am a stout supporter of skinning beagles, reading philosophical texts and the Fountain of Youth.
Signature: -_Sanity Eater_-
PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 12:12 pm


Name: Fortenra Askasa
Woah, dude, I'm so high. Is that my hand? Woaaaaah, it's like, floating, dude. I think I want to be like, a doctor cause they're like flying. Duuuuuuude.
Signed: Fortenra


Cause I need two characters. I'm that awesome. <.<

Fortenra Askasa


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PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 12:51 pm


TeeHee.

Name: Triskellion
Woah, dude, I'm so high. Is that my hand? Woaaaaah, it's like, floating, dude. I think I want to be like, a doctor cause they're like flying. Duuuuuuude.
Signed: Triskellion


You demand it? I enjoyed your directory.
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PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 1:05 pm


Name: The Count of Monte Cristo
Woah, dude, I'm so high. Is that my hand? Woaaaaah, it's like, floating, dude. I think I want to be like, a doctor cause they're like flying. Duuuuuuude.
Signed:
The Count of Monte Cristo

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 1:08 pm


Fortenra Askasa
Cause I need two characters. I'm that awesome. <.<


Name: K I N G S H O Y
Woah, dude, I'm so high. Is that my hand? Woaaaaah, it's like, floating, dude. I think I want to be like, a doctor cause they're like flying. Duuuuuuude.
Signed: Shoy


My floating hand tends to agree.
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