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 Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:08 am
Memberlist:
1. Zaeyde - Sniper
2. fears
3. Return_of_Watanuki-san
4. gamemaniac511 (1)
5. Constant Virtue (1)
6. Tobias Geminasu
7. Sae25
8. [Impudent] (7)
9. Gthb (1,2,5)
10. Ismaru Windsoul - Newsreporter
11. Christa_H
12. Happy_Rai
13. Merumiharu
14. Bellecat
15. Vivian33 (2,4)
16. Roy Salamandra
17. `Nymphie
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31. Sieg Reyu.2 (6)
32. Wielder of Mighty Pencil!
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35. korikun the cat
36. UnDeR AcHiEvEd (6)
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110. Tendus
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:09 am
GCD Sniper Game III: Day 1 There it was. Rotting in the center of the kitchen, for Gambino knows how long. Bloated, purple, and oozing. Lanzer. Lanzer was dead. And the Sniper probably did it. It was up to the GCDers to catch Lanzer's killer.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:10 am
GCD Sniper Game III: Day 2 Throw her in jail! She did it! She killed Lanzer, the wench! Wielder of Mighty Pencil! was roughly tossed into the jail cell. The GCDers dispersed, off to some sort of bonfire. Sitting in the corner of the cell, facing away, appeared to be a woman. Her long, curly hair was bright red and fell past her waist. She was wearing a red miniskirt, and some sort of tank top. "Uh... Hi. I'm Wielder. And you are...?" The 'woman' turned around, and spoke in a deep, masculine voice. "I'm Butch." His moustache twitched as he spoke. "Yes... Yes you are..." Wielder looked a tad scared. With a lisp, Butch continued. "And sweetie, that hair does NOT go with that top." ---A Little Later--- Ismaru Windsoul walked into the kitchen, seeking marshmallows. Ah, there they would be. Right on the bottom cabinet next to... He gagged. Right where Lanzer was found. Cringing, he stooped down, reached in the cabinet, and pulled out the giant bag of marshmallows. He opened it, swiping one before everyone else devoured them. He gagged and coughed, recalling the swollen form. Once back at the bonfire, the marshmallows were passed around, roasted, and eaten. The GCDers smiled and patted themselves on the back, for they were confident they had picked the Sniper. Ismaru, however, looked uneasy. The clue he was given... He nervously fingered the Newsreporter's book in his pocket, and left early, locking himself in his house. ---Later That Night--- Ismaru knelt in front of the toilet, trying desperately to vomit. His stomach was tearing itself apart, or so it felt, and he was shaking violently. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. With a sickening, choking sound, her vomited, filling the toilet with... blood. Moments later, he was dead. Poison? Wielder of Mighty Pencil! is in jail, and Ismaru Windsoul, the newsreporter, is dead.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:12 am
GCD Sniper Game III: Day 3 "Wow, Wielder, you look gorgeous!" "Yea, did you change something?" "OMG, you TOTALLY match!" The GCDers were admiring Wielder as they distractedly shoved Hids into the cell. Butch jumped on him immediately. "What were you THINKING?! You don't match. You look HIDEOUS. Sweetie, get your cute little bottom over here so I can fix you up." He pulled out a pair of scissors and a large make-up bag from behind his back, grinning. Hids made a icon_gonk.gif face. ---Later That Night--- Kashi1 stepped out of the shower, slicking back his hair, and glanced in the mirror. "Thankyou. Thankyou verah much." He began to dance, playing the air guitar, and did his best impersonation of Elbus that he could. If this had been on video, it would have been a valuable piece of blackmail. He glanced out the window, just to make sure no one was looking, when he spotted... The Sniper. Grinning, with the rifle pointed at his head. :  LAM!:: When the GCDers found him the next day, they could only guess what he had been doing. --Hids has been voted off, and Kashi1 has been killed.--
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:14 am
GCD Sniper Game III: Day 4 Bellecat entered the jail cell, snorting a bit at the sight that met her. Hids was sitting in the corner, looking smug, while Butch was in the corner, looking miserable. His lipstick had been applied shoddily, and his long locks were cut short. His moustache was even out of whack. He tugged on his miniskirt nervously, eyeing Hids. "I was supposed to give YOU the makeover!" He eyed Bellecat. "I don't suppose you'd like a manicure?" He winced, then began to sob. "YOU HAVE MY HAIR! NO FAIR!" He patted a pile of red curls that sat in his lap, as would a lapdog. Hids made snipping motions with the scissors. Wielder frowned at Hids, then admired herself in the mirror. ---Later That Night--- "Oh, you're such a good grunny, you aaAAAHHGGGHHH!" : LAM!:: IflanaNifi screamed in pain as her attatched grunny's head was blown off. She turned to the side, glaring out the window. The Sniper sat in a tree, smiling and waving, as it fired again, finishing Iflani. When the GCDers found her the next morning, the grunny appeared, somehow, to be partially alive and... Hungry. They locked the door to the house, and left. Later that day, at a town meeting of sorts, several people were reported missing. The list contained 11 people; 1. Cerise Butterfly 2. Princess Everest 3. Diet Peachie 4. Gau Ban the Black Howling 5. Miss Meyena 6. Bobo_Summer 7. Angel_of_Battle 8. Valiel 9. Eiji_san 10. Cerradwyn 11. [.Deathrose.] They'd simply... Dissappeared. Suspicious! Bellecat has been voted off, IflanaNifi has been killed, and the eleven listed people have been ejected from the game due to inactivity. (Three misses in a row) If they held a position of significance, it has been given to someone else, at random. The new person will have been informed of their duties. If the ejected person comes to me with a reasonable excuse for their absence, they will be allowed back in the game, possibly with their old position, depending on the circumstances.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:16 am
GCD Sniper Game III: Day 5 BakaTulip entered the jail cell, eyeing Butch jealously. "I've got to be the best at everything, and right now, you're challenging my position of the gayest person in the jail cell." Butch looked suprised. "But--" "Don' 'chu 'but' me, missy. Right now. You and me. Gay-off. First to seduce a memeber of the same sex wins." Butch looked confused. "But--" "If you 'but' me one more time, I'm gonna beat yo' a**. GO!" She sat down on the bunk, and grinned at Bellecat. "C'mere, Belle, dear. You look gorgeous. Sit down; I want to fix your hair." Bellecat looked uneasy, but decided to play along. She didn't really like Butch that much... She sat down on the bed, and turned her back to BakaTulip, who began to braid her curls. Butch looked confused, and somewhat hesitant. "Uhh... Come here... Hids, uhh... Sweetie. You look gorgeous. I mean.. Handsome. Sit down; I want to play with your... Uh... Nose." Hids snorted, and stayed where he was. BakaTulip rolled her eyes. "How about a massage? My, you're tense!" She began to give Bellecat a shoulder massage. Butch looked bewildered, but mimicked BakaTulip. "How about a massage? You-- Damnit, Baka! I can't do this, silly! You win. You're gayer!" Baka stood up, practically dropping Bellecat. "Ha! I'm gayer than you are! You may be gay, but I'm GAYER!" Butch shook his head. "Uhh. Actually. I'm not gay." That shut people up for the remainder of the night. ---Later That Night--- : LAM!:: His body was found in the center of town... Inside out. The Demonic Dork was dead. At the circle surrounding the body, several people were noted missing: 1. Opal Koboi 2. Bialystock and Bloom 3. Wombat Stew~ 4. Meiko_Michan 5. Scar Darksoul BakaTulip has been voted off, The Demonic Dork has been killed, and the five listed people have been ejected from the game due to inactivity. (Three misses in a row) If they held a position of significance, it has been given to someone else, at random. The new person will have been informed of their duties. If the ejected person comes to me with a reasonable excuse for their absence, they will be allowed back in the game, possibly with their old position, depending on the circumstances.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:17 am
GCD Sniper Game III: Day 6 Heart Shaped Toastie sat on her new bunk, laughing as she spoke to Butch. Hey, she was going to be here for a while; why not make the most of it? "So you're SURE you're not gay?" Butch laughed, flipping his hand in the stereotypical limp-wrist style. "Sweetie, if I were gay, would I have this absolute doll of a girlfriend? Of course, I haven't seen her since I got in this joint, which was... Gosh... Two years ago, maybe?" He pulled out a photo of his girlfriend. Everyone in the room stared, mouth agape. That was Marie Von Helson! ---Later That Night--- It was comedy night at the local pub, and the GCDers were taking turns telling jokes. As the last person stepped off, Meru stepped on, wearing a large hat that covered most of her face. Her steps were jerky and clumsy. She stood in the center of the stage, swaying. "Well? Tell a joke!" "Yea! You suck!" "Uhh.. Guys. Something's wrong." "Yea. She looks like she's--" She began to dance around the stage, arms and legs flapping and flopping in an extremely awkward and puppet-like mannet. "She looks like she's a marionette!" The hat fell off, revealing a gaping hole in her forehead. She crumpled to the floor, and a marionette cross fell from the top of the stage. The shadow of the puppeteer, or in this case, the Sniper, was seen fleeing the scene. Merumiharu had been killed. Heart Shaped Toastie has been voted off, and Merumiharu is dead.  ☼ ìn my sσƒt sεrvε drεαms... 
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:18 am
GCD Sniper Game III: Day 7 Professor-Marina was thrown into the jail as Butch's picture of Marie VonHelson was being passed around. "Oh, you were friends with the dead broad, Butch?" Marina waved the picture. Butch looked confused. "Dead? Marie's not dead. She's in her mansion, waiting for me to be released from jail so we can reunite!" He looked around at the guilty faces. "Right? She's not dead, right? Marina's lying, Right?! Tell me she's ALIVE!" The room was silent. Butch wailed, snatched the picture from Marina's hands, and began to cry hysterically on his bunk. He cried himself to sleep. ---Later That Night--- The Sniper pointed the rifle in Leithia's face, grinning. The bathtub was filled to the brim with warm water. Leitha was in her nightshirt, looking terrified. On the counter was a hairdryer and a knife. "Alright, Leithia. You have four options. Option one: You drown yourself. Option two: You sit in the bathtub, and drop in the hairdryer. Option three: You slit your wrists and sit in the tub until you bleed out. Or, option four: I kill you. In a very slow and painful manner." Leithia looked terrified. Suddenly, she bolted for the door. : LAM!:: Leithia screamed, and fell to the floor, scrabbling at her foot. "MY FOOT! You shot my foot! Oh Em GEE! It HURTS!" The Sniper smiled. "You have four options. Shall I repeat them?" She shook her head. Sobbing, she grabbed the knife, then slowly immersed herself in the water. As her body displaced the fluid, it spilled over the edges and trickled accross the floor, reaching the Sniper's feet. "Get on with it. And no trying to kill yourself quickly. I'll only prolong your death. Understand?" Ten minutes later, the Sniper was gone, and the water in the tub was stained red. Leithia was dead. GCDers were noted missing that night: 1. Spastic Huntsman 2. Pink-Ducky ☼ ìn my sσƒt sεrvε drεαms...
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:19 am
GCD Sniper Game III: Day 8 ShadowSolitude TriskDaemon Sirail "Sniper! Ha! You thought you were SO SMART, Trisk! We know you're the Sniper! Ha!" Trisk sighed, and repeated himself for the umpteenth time. "I'm NOT the Sniper. I'm a G-TEAM MEMBER. Get. It. Through. Your. Heads." "Riiiiight. Well, Mr. G-Team person, go protect Butch." Trisk stared at Butch, who stared back. Butch looked Trisk over, then shoved the picture of Marie under his pillow. "So. Trisk. Got a boy-- I mean, got a girlfriend?" Trisk shuddered. "I'm taken. She's out there, fending for herself now, now that those idiots have thrown me in jail. DO YOU HEAR ME, GCD?! I WAS PROTECTING YOU!" They heard. ---Later That Night--- Beautiful. Simply beautiful. There was no art needed in this kill; the art was the circumstances. The night her beloved boyfriend is thrown into jail, unable to protect her, the Sniper comes a' walkin'. "Sirail, dear, I managed to sneak out of jail. Be a dear and open the door? I've got a suprise." Sirail stopped, confused. That didn't sound in the LEAST like Trisk. She peeked through the window, only to see a fellow GCDer coming to play a prank, it seemed. "Oh, it's only you. You know, a*****e, you threw him in jail. You don't have to come and taunt me over it!" She opened the door, welcoming the GCDer in, despite her anger. "And furthermore-- Oh s**t." : LAM!:: Turns out it wasn't just a GCDer. Guess Butch has a chance now, eh? Furthermore, ShadowSolitude has gone missing. TriskDaemon, a G-Team member, is jailed. Sirail is dead, and ShadowSolitude has gone missing. ☼ ìn my sσƒt sεrvε drεαms...
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 9:23 am
GCD Sniper Game III: Game Over! The GCDers surrounded the next jail victim, arms outstretched to pick her up and throw her in jail. As they closed in, she looked up and--"Hey. Uh. I'm busy narrating. Can you not crowd around me while I'm writing your update? No, seriously, guys. I need to write the update. Stop-- GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!" The GCDers picked Zaeyde up, and--"HEY! PUT ME DOWN! I need to write thi-- Oh sh--. You voted me out? But that's... That's impossible! I'm the NARRATOR. See? I'm writing the story. Watch." They carried her over to the jail cell, and gently placed her on the ground."Look, guys. you can't vote me off. It's not fair! I mean, come on. I'm WRITING the story! And without me, the game simply cannot continue!" A GCDer shouted out from the crowd. "But you kept the game going when you weren't on the list! How come you can't continue now?""Hey! I didn't write that! Wait! Well. Uhm. See. If you vote me off, then the game... ends. See? And you don't want that to happen, do you?" The GCDer shook their head. "No... I guess not. We want the game to keep going. Right?"
Another GCDer stood up. "She means she's the SNIPER! It can't go on, 'cause it ends when we find the Sniper, and Zae's it!""Where'd that second GCDer come from?! I didn't write that! I'm NOT THE SNIPER!" Zaeyde stood up. A shotgun fell out from her sleeve."Wait! That's not mine! That's IMPOSSIBLE! I DIDN'T WRITE THAT! Damnit, I'M THE NARRATOR!" A GCDer stood up and grinned. "No, You're the SNIPER. And we win!"The universe was destroyed, due to the extreme amount of paradoxes and impossibilities. Congratulations, GCDers. You won the game, but you destroyed the universe.---Note from Zaeyde--- I was planning to make round three a game where there was no Sniper. I almost followed through with that. I would have made all the deaths coincidental and from disease, as with Ismaru. I used my knowledge for bad to take him out the first round, but how can you give clues on nothing? Then I turned it into myself, as it was easier and I had my name on the list, anyway. I never DIRECTLY lied, just told untruths. I apologize to anyone this made angry. I'm very, very, very, very upset about the whole thing, and I'll never try to participate in my game again. I understand if the majority leave. ☼ ìn my sσƒt sεrvε drεαms...
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