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 Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:59 am
Memberlist:1. [ Kimblee ] 2. Blaze-kun 3. superdookie - Sniper 4. Nymphiedora 5. kingwerewolf 6. Peles Tears 7. inasanemonkey1230 8. Kochiyo Ishinomori 9. Cadbury Creme Egg 10. gthb 11. Pink-Ducky 12. gamemaniac511 13. BluesRaven 14. IflanaNifi 15. R.e.i 16. Andanta 17. Balthamel 18. mieneky 19. Vivian33 20. Dust Entropy 21. Sunaya 22. Toxic Sunsets 23. UnDeR AcHiEvEd 24. Seal of the Scorpion 25. [Impudent] 26. The ace marksman. 27. Soka Kurosaki - G-Team 28. crimmy 29. korikun the cat 30. [ Q ] 31. Legend 32. Orionn 33. Orangeeful 34. Ryo Kyoga 35. Turtle Dove 36. Simple Blue Sunshine 37. [Forget.Me.Not] - Newsreporter 38. DeGei 39. aMus 40. Wombat in a Tree 41. Kinu Chan 42. Robyn Red 43. angelchii 44. Merty 45. Keiokiena 46. Ziggurat the Eighth 47. Leonal 48. ~SecondChance~ 49. Kaleigh_Lynne 50. Nemoku 51. BurningSol 52. Merumiharu 53. Inchwermy - G-Team 54. sweetnessfairy 55. Alpha_Pyro 56. Camazotz 57. Tolli Raovan 58. Teak Gemini 59. icetears 60. CarniverousShovel 61. Brothabear94 62. Rowan-chan-sama 63. BakaTulip 64. G.A.I.A 65. Yuriuki 66. JinMaster 67. [Yours Truly] 68. Zeronic 69. cmainer1001 70. DJ Twissta 71. Destinykeeper 72. Garban 73. Xairip 74. Sae25 75. SykoSilver
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 12:00 pm
GCD Sniper Game: Day 1 The Sniper got bored killing off NPCs. And suprise! The Sniper is also actually a GCDer! Ohnoes! The Sniper decided to start killing off GCDers, now. Dun Dun Duunnn. So, all the GCDers got together and decided to try to send the Sniper to Jail... But there's only one problem; The Sniper is one of them! And, they have NO idea which one of them it is! Armed only with their wit, an undercover Newsreporter, and the secret G-Team (No one knows who they are, either) The GCDers must rid the GCD of the Sniper by voting him or her into jail. Will they succeed? Or will there be no GCDers left? No one's been shot yet, but already suspicions are rising. Who will be the first to be voted off?
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 12:04 pm
GCD Sniper Game: Day 2 "It's him! The Sniper!" "It's GOTTA be him!" "Just LOOK at him!" "Lock him up!" "He'll never kill again!" Shouts and jeers echoed throughout the GCD as a shadowed figure was pushed and shoved through the streets, surrounded by a hoard of GCDers. The shadowed figure protested. "But it's not me! I swear! I only LOOK like the Sniper! Haven't you idiots ever heard of COSPLAYING?!" Over half the GCDers yelled back at korikun the cat, shaking the very windows of the buildings surrounding them. "SUSPICIOUS!" With a heave and a ho, the GCDers literally threw korikun into the jail and locked it. "We got him! Whoo!" High-fives and back-slaps were exchanged all around. They had caught the Sniper. Or did they?---Later That Night--- The GCDers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Gino danced in their heads;
The Sniper they'd bagged, of that they were sure,
So they slept without fear, safe and secure.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
They sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window they flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But the blood-stained body of a GCDer.A shot had rung out, and away ran a shadowy figure, leaving behind it's victim. A pool of blood began to surround the prone figure, staining and melting the pristine snow. Quickly, the GCDers filed out of their houses and formed a crowd around it. "It's aMus!" Murmers and shouts began to ripple through the crowd. One unidentifiable Gaian stepped out from the crowd and injected her lifeless body with... Something. The body began to stir. "What the hell was that?" The figure with the needle responded. "Some of the original G-Virus from H2k4. I figured it wouldn't hurt to try..." The body sat up, gurgled, and growled. Then it mumbled something unintelligable, and started to lumber away. "Apparently it didn't exactly restore her brain..." As aMus walked away, everyone could see the bullet had passed cleanly through her forehead and out the back of her head, leaving portions of her brain on the ground. "Well, we can't let her vote now... But at least she's alive." And as for the G-Team? Both members happened to be guarding the wrong house. Asleep. Worthless things. korikun the cat has been sent to jail, and aMus has been shot! Day 2 has begun!  ☼ ìn my sσƒt sεrvε drεαms... 
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 12:08 pm
GCD Sniper Game: Day 3 Again, the GCDers surrounded a figure, chattering, yelling, shouting, bickering, and generally making a ruckus. "SUSPICIOUS!" "Come on, she claimed to be the Newsreporter." "And the G-Team!" "Don't forget, she ADMITTED she was the Sniper!" "She could have been lying to look innocent." "Who does something stupid like THAT?!" "Well, she DID start that alliance thing." "SUSPICIOUS!" Or was it? Regardless, the GCDers shoved Nymphiedora into jail with korikun. The form of a friendly woodland creature was silouetted against the night's full moon. It's hooves made soft snapping and crunching noises against the snow, leaving cloven footprints behind. A shot rang out. The woodland creature, now seen to be an almost human form, slumped and fell over in the snow. Another shadowy figure approached from the woods, carrying a plaque of some sort, along with a... saw? The next part is almost too gory to describe... But I will. The shadowy figure, or, as could be seen by the still-smoking gun at it's side, the Sniper, took out the saw and began to sever the dead body's head at the neck. When finished, a hammer and nails were produced, and the head was mounted upon the plaque. The sniper sat back, admiring it's work. What a beautiful buck! The Sniper could see how deer hunters took such pleasure in hunting. But the Sniper had a taste for more... Human blood. Just as the Sniper was about to take off with it's prize, likely going to mount the head in it's house, it heard a sound coming from the village. The Sniper dropped the head and the saw, and ran off into the night, leaving behind a scene of gore. The GCDers filed out of their houses, somewhat groggily, upon hearing the shot. Slowly, they surrounded the scene, already knowing another of their kind had been killed. "What the S---?!" "It's horrific! They mounted his head like a deer!" "Poor Legend! He was such a nice little faun!" A GCDer approached from the crowd and injected Legend's head with the G-Virus. The head's eyes opened, rolled around, and then focused on the GCDers. It then began to speak... In a very groggy and choked-sounding voice. The brains of this one had been spared, but it seemed that the vocal cords had been severed. Uck. Mumbles could be heard elsewhere. "G-Team, guarding the wrong houses AGAIN." "Another one bites the dust." "What do we do with him?" "Iunno. I don't want him." "Let's hang him on a wall somewhere!" "Where?" "How about aMus's house? He can keep her company." "Yea! Great idea!" And so it was. aMus, meanwhile, was making a snowman out of the bloody snow, covering Legend's body. Upon completion, (Three arms and all) she picked up the bullet shell from the ground and gnawed it in half. One half she placed upon the finger/stick of the bloody snowman, and the other upon her own ring finger. The wedding song was mumbled in an off-key manner. Grinning happily, aMus embraced her new husband-bloody-snowman. Nymphiedora has been sent to jail, and Legend has been shot!
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 12:17 pm
GCD Sniper Game: Day 4 "I wanna be the lead singer!" Nymphiedora pouted. "Well, I'm playing the harmonica. Someone else has to play it, too." korikun waved the harmonica in front of the other two. Three figures sat on the floor of the jail cell, bickering. The newest occupant seemed to be the one arguing with Nymphie. "I wanna sing. So there. I have a better voice." "No way!" Nymphie protested. "You two guys can play, and let the girl sing!" "But I want to be the singer. The singer always gets the attention!" gthb pouted back at Nymphie, while korikun sat in the corner, fiddling with his harmonica. About to say something, korikun looked up, then stared, mouth agape. "How about this." A new, deeper, meaner-sounding voice spoke. "How about you guys let me sing, or I'll give you all the attention you could ever ask for?" The other three responded hastily in unison. "YES BUBBA!" Thus, the jailcell band of Bubba and the Pansies was born, consisting of Bubba as the lead singer, and korikun, Nymphiedora, and gthb on backup. ----Later That Night---- The Sniper sat in a tree just outside it's victim's house, balanced on an outstretching limb, taking careful aim through the window. It's finger sat poised on the trigger, slowly tensing, waiting to take the shot... A squirrel decided that it didn't quite like this new intruder on it's home. Charging in all it's squirrely fury, it ran into the rump of the Sniper and delivered a satisfying chomp. The Sniper, however, did not find the chomp as satisfying as did the squirrel. It flew out of the tree, somehow managing to crash through the roof of his victim's house, directly on top of his sleeping victim. The victim, obviously, woke up. Glancing around, the Sniper desperately looked for something to kill the victim with. Finding nothing of use... Aha! That would work! The Sniper, taking advantage of the bedsheets, further wrapped its victim in them. It then dragged him over to the toilet, stuck his head in the bowl, and sat on him. Within a few minutes of sitting and flushing, the victim was dead; drowned. Let us all hope Orionn does not go by the rule of 'If it's yellow, let it mellow, if it's brown, flush it down.' Several minutes later, a shot was heard, and the Sniper was gone. The GCDers, used to the frequent midnight awakenings at this point, filed out of their houses and aimed for the house with the broken window. Upon discovering Orionn's drowned body at the toilet, several GCDers made snickering comments about 'worshipping the porcelain God.' "But where's the bullet hole? I heard a shot!" A brief search was conducted while Orionn was injected with the Virus. He awakened, but seemed to be rather... Braindead. He was unable to speak beyond grunts. Eventually, the GCDers gave up the search for the bullet. On the way out, however, someone tripped over the body of a squirrel with a large hole in its head. ----Even Later That Night---- [Kimblee] lay in her bed, trying very hard to fall asleep. She couldn't shake the feeling that the Sniper... No. She wouldn't think about that. She rolled over onto her back, listening to the sounds of the world around her. They formed a sort of rhythm... The dripping sink, the 'reeting' crickets, her own heartbeat... *Ba-dump* *Drip* *Reet* *Ba-dump* *Drip* *Reet* *Ba-dump* *Drip* *Reet* *Ba-dump* *Drip* *Reet* *CLICK**Ba-dump* *Drip* *Reet**Ba-dump* *Ba-dump* *Drip* *Reet**Ba-dump* *Ba-dump* *Ba-dump* *Drip**Ba-dump* *Reet**Ba-dump* *Ba-* *BLAM**Drip* *Reet* *Drip*
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 12:20 pm
GCD Sniper Game: Day 5 "The warden threw a party in the Gaian jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin� and the joint began to swing.
You should�ve heard those voted out jailbirds sing.
Let�s rock, everybody, let�s rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin� to the jailhouse rock."Bubba's deep voice had taken on a smooth quality, mimicking that of Elbus. The members of Bubba and the Pansies glared toward the side, seemingly expecting someone to come out from behind the curtain. "Ah SAID, 'Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock! Now get out here, Pansy, or you're gonna be sore in da mornin'!" Cadbury Cream Egg reluctantly creeped out from behind the curtain, all decked out in a... Pink... Tutu? "DANCE, PANSY!" CCE began to dance, awkwardly, to the beat of the song. Bubba continued to sing, while Nymphie, gthb, and korikun backed up on their own instruments. "Korikun played harmonica on his own While Nymphie rocked out on her saxaphone. Gthb's drums were a sound to be heard While Cadbury danced around like a baby bird. Let�s rock, everybody, let�s rock. Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin� to the jailhouse rock." The Warden and guards gave a standing ovation. "Thank you! We'll be here from 10-20 years!" -----Later That Night----- The Sniper approached the house of it's next victim. This time, the kill would be clean. A simple, quick kill. After all the victim hadn't done much... Ready. The Sniper loaded and cocked the gun. Aim. The Sniper placed the muzzle of the gun through the open window, sighting its victim's forhead in the crosshairs. Fire. Moments later, the GCDers streamed out of their houses to find Camazotz dead in his bed, a hole in his forehead. A slip of paper was laying atop the body. The GCDer that had been administering the Virus stepped forward, injected the body, then picked up the paper. The GCDer read it, then gasped, dropping it on the floor. S/he ran out of the room without saying another word. Another GCDer picked up the paper, and also gasped at the message. "You're Next." Cadbury Cream Egg has been sent to jail, and Camazotz has died.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 12:23 pm
GCD Sniper Game: Day 6 Bubba stood outside of the closed curtain, speaking to the audience. "Tonight, in honor of our newest arrival, we have a special performance." The curtain opened, revealing Cadbury (Still in his tutu) on piano, Korikun on Harmonica, Nymphie on sax, and Gthb on the drums. The Pansies started to play, and Bubba began to sing as someone in a pink rubber duck costume trudged on stage, shooting the others a deadly look. Pink-Ducky, you're the one,
You make bathtime lots of fun,
Pink-Ducky, I'm awfully fond of you;
Woo woo be dooPink-Duckie looked miserable. Pink-Ducky, joy of joys,
When I squeeze you, you make noise! (At this point, Bubba winked at Pink-Ducky.)
Pink-Ducky, you're my very best friend, it's true!
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo
Every day when I
Make my way to the tubby
I find a little girlie who's
Cute and pink and chubby
Rub-a-dub-a-dubby!Pink-Ducky shook her head, denying it. Pink-Ducky, you're so fine
And I'm lucky that you're mine
Pink-Ducky, I'm awfully fond of you.Bubba looked at Pink-Ducky with a sickeningly lovesick look. Pink-Ducky looked equally sick, but not with love. Every day when I
Make my way to the tubby
I find a little girlie who's
Cute and pink and chubby
Pink-Ducky, you're so fine
And I'm lucky that you're mine
Pink-Ducky, I'm awfully fond of -
Pink-Ducky, I'd like a whole pond of -
Pink-Ducky I'm awfully fond of you!
Doo doo, be dooThe curtain closed, and the audience gave yet another standing ovation. ----Later That Night---- The Sniper grinned. This would be yet another quick kill. And the victim knew it was coming... Look how she tossed and turned in her bed! The note was meant for her, see, and the G-Team had failed to protect her... -BLAM!- Quick and simple. The GCDers again, so used to this routine, filed out of their houses and into the house of the victim. Andanta lay dead, the note found on the previous victim reading 'You're Next' on the nightstand next to the vial and needle full of the Virus. Blood was running down her forehead from the gaping hole, filling her wide-open eyes and running down her cheeks. The administrator of the Virus would not administer it again. Pink-Ducky has been sent to jail, and Andanta has been shot!
☼ ìn my sσƒt sεrvε drεαms...
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 12:28 pm
GCD Sniper Game: Day 7 "Due to unforseen circumstances, Bubba and the Pansies will NOT be appearing tonight." The audience began to boo, and several people threw tires, cans, old newspapers, and old boots on the stage. "We want Bubba! We want Bubba!" "That's littering! A $250 fine for all of you!" The audience grumbled and left, reluctantly. The Warden made his way back to the cell, where Bubba and his Pansies were looking rather... guilty. "Now. My extra-special golden spoon has gone missing, see? And I want it back, see? And I have reason to suspect that you all've been diggin' a hole with it, see?" Nymphie protested. "You can't prove that? ...Or can you?" The Warden grinned. "Well, missie, you see, when you dig a hole in the ground, ya don't cover it up with a bedsheet, see? Someone's likely to walk in and step on it, see? And then they fall into the hole all quick like, see? Bubba, you oaf, move over." Bubba stepped to the side, revealing a bedsheet that was partially in the hole they had been digging, as if something heavy had caused it to fall in. The sheets moved, and a muffled voice came from within. "Lemme out! I walk into this blasted jail cell after being thrown in here by that idiot of a town, and find myself falling into a blasted hole! What kinda place is this? Oh look, a spoon!" A hand appeared at the top, waving a golden spoon. "Aha! See? Now try to deny it, you vagrants!" Pink-Ducky spoke up immediatly. "Hey! It was here when I got here! I had nothing to do with it!" Bubba chimed in. "And the hole's too small to fit my... Manly body!" The Warden smiled, but... It wasn't exactly the friendliest of smiles... "Fine then. Everyone except Bubba and Pinky, OUT OF THE CELL. You'll each get your own now. It's time Bubba and the Pansies split up!" Bubba reached into the hole and pulled out Merumiharu by the scruff of the neck. As the Warden led the others away to their own private cells, Bubba grinned at Pinky. "It's just you an' me now, sweetcheeks!" He picked her up and squeezed her, and, true to the song, Pinky made a noise, somewhere between a scream and a squeal. Additionally, if anyone could make anything that resembled a ' gonk ' face, she did. On the trek to their new cells, the other GCDers glared at Meru. "Hit list, huh? I bet you're not even the Sniper. You REALIZE you're the reason we're here, right? I'll give you a hitlist! I'll give you a hitlist and shove it right up your--" Korikun interrupted. "GTHB!" "--Nose!" Nymphie rolled her eyes. "She's the reason you and Cad and Pinky are here. Not me. Now shut up and walk." The prisoners filed into their jail cells, obviously pissed. The only fortunate part was that they could all see each other, Bubba and Pinkie included. "Now I gotta start another tunnel." -----Later That Night----- The Sniper had a feeling this wouldn't be the easiest kill s/he had ever made... But it was indeed a nessecary one. Following the nightly routine, the Sniper approached it's victim's house, peering in the window. The victim was wide awake, peering back, staring directly into the Sniper's eyes, having been watching the whole time. Fear shook the Sniper's body. Usually the victim didn't see it's death coming... But something wasn't right about this one. This one knew. And on top of it... This one wasn't dead yet! How... How to kill him? But alas! Time had run out for the Sniper, and the victim was already coming out of the house, ready to defend himself! The Sniper took aim, and fired once, twice, three, four, five, six times! Away, away, away the Sniper ran, fear trailing him/her. The victim had -seen-. The victim had -seen.- The victim had seen-... The scene the GCDers faced was indeed a gruesome one, and one that needed to be reconstructed. [ Q ]'s body lay in the snow, a halo of red surronding his head and most of his upper body, with various spatters of blood above his head... Or what was left of it. It was eyeless, jawless, and largely destroyed... After some argument, the GCDers agreed on what had happened. The first two shots had gone to each eye, blowing off the back of his head and effectively removing his eyeballs. The third had gone to the forehead, while the fourth and fifth to either side of the jaw, unhinging it and causing it to nearly fall off. The sixth was shot into the presumably open mouth, blowing off what was left of the jaw and practically exploding his head. As far as Zombies went, he was pretty much dead. Nonetheless, BurningSol stepped forward and injected his body with a second dose of the Virus. Apparently, she had retrieved the vial from the bedstand of the previous administrator... The result was both miraculous and gruesome. Presumably due to the reaction between the two viruses, [ Q ]'s skin grew over the gaping wounds and eventually sealed over. The problem was, he was still missing a jaw, eyes, most of the back of his head, and a large part of his brain. The blood and gore was gone, but he was... Hideous. And obviously unable to continue seeing, speaking, and thinking clearly, much less vote... Merumiharu has been voted off, and [ Q ] has been shot!
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 12:31 pm
GCD Sniper Game: GAME OVER! " Superdookie! We know you're in there!" The GCDers banged on her door, prepared to cart her away. "Come on! Get out of there! There's no use hiding, Superdookie, we know it was you!" Someone in the back mumbled to himself. "Or do we?" A crash was heard, and through a now-broken window in the back of the house jumped a cloaked figure, carrying a gun. The Sniper. "GET HER!" The GCDers took off, chasing the Sniper. "We've got her now! SUPERDOOKIE! Get back here! We know it's you! You can't run!" But run she did. Superdookie took off, heading for Durem. The GCDers trailed behind... All that could, anyway. Legend's head was being carried by someone, and [ Q ], eyeless and mostly brainless, was taking part in the hunt as well. Perhaps it was instinctual for him... The chase had started in Barton, was heading for Durem, and had already reached midway through Barton West Field. One or two people had fallen behind, unable to keep up due to fatigue or an over-abundance of items. By the time the pack had reached the Durem Reclimation Facility, over half the GCDers had given up, leaving only a handfull. The Sniper was losing ground, and by the time they had passed the Reclimation Facility and entered Durem City limits, they were on her heels. : biggrin ONG!:: The Clock Tower sounded, shaking the ground beneath them. : biggrin ONG!:: The Sniper gained ground, heading for the base of the Clock Tower. : biggrin ONG!:: The Sniper reached the tower and began to climb. : biggrin ONG!:: The Sniper, already halfway up the tower, glanced down below her. The hood of the cloak fell away, revealing that it was, indeed, Superdookie. The GCDers were gathered around the base. : biggrin ONG!:: The tower shook, and despite Superdookie's best efforts to hang on, the vibrations were too much, and she... Let go. As she fell, two GCDers tore off their clothes, revealing G-Team costumes. "We'll save you!" Inchwermy and Soka Korusaki stood at the base, arms open and waiting, capes flapping in the wind. : biggrin ONG!:: The Sniper fell into the crowd, and there was a flurry of movement before the crowd backed away. Silence. Six chimes of the bell, one for each victim. At first, it was unclear what had happened. Both Soka and Inchwermy were standing back, looking horrified. The Sniper lay on the ground, blood running down her head and cheeks, either dead or unconcious. But her body didn't look like it had suffered the effects of a massive fall... The wound on her head looked like someone had inflicted it... In the end, it was ultimately decided that it was [ Q ] that had done her in. Blind, mute, brainless, and largely disfigured, the WereZombie hadn't given up his sense of smell. He could smell his mutilator -- Smell her fear. The dent on his own head made it clear that he had smashed his head into hers, either killing her or rendering her unconcious. She stirred. Superdookie sat up, glaring at the others, then bursting into tears that mixed with the blood on her cheeks. "THE MARSHMALLOW! Damnit, it was the MARSHMALLOW! HE MADE ME DO IT!" She pointed to the marshmallow atop her head. "And I--" The ground... Broke open? Up popped the heads of all the GCDers that had been jailed, Bubba included. Bubba was the first to speak. "This doesn't look like Palm Springs!" Nymphie took out a map and pointed at it. "I KNEW we shoulda taken that left turn at Albaquerque!" The GCDers, Sniper included, looked on with astonishment. Korikun waved a spoon in the air, while Merumiharu glared at the others. "I TOLD you the old 'steal-the-keys-while-the-Warden-is-sleeping-by-using-the-dog' trick would have been easier." Cadbury pouted. "My Tutu's ruined." Gthb glanced at Pinky, who was trying very hard to sneak away from Bubba without anyone noticing. "Hey Bubba! Your wittle Ducky's getting away!" Gthb snickered. "MY DUCKY!" Bubba reached out and grabbed the miserable Pinky, squeezing her. "Uh, guys, we're kinda in the middle of something..." [Forget.Me.Not.] got pretty close to making the sweatdrop face. The Jailed GCDers glanced around, spotting Superdookie. "Oh." Superdookie continued to ramble. "Yes, I DID IT! I killed them!" [Forget.Me.Not.], the Newsreported grinned. "Told you!" Superdookie glared. "And I would have gotten away with it too, if it wasn't for that pesky Newsreporter! Oh yea, and that ZOMBIE, too!" [ Q ]'s nonexpressive face looked pleased. ----Later That Night---- Superdookie was found dead in her padded jail cell. Cause of death? She choked on a marshmallow.
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