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 Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:14 pm
Memberlist:
1. Seth Darkheart (5)
2. [Pink Popcorn] **
3. Ismaru Windsoul*
4. Hids **(7,8,10,11,12)
5. Magnius of the Chaos * (3,9)
6. Eiro (5,10,12,18 )
7. Wrendraith
8. PixelatedLuv*(10,11,12)
9. Meijuli (1,2,3)
10. Gamemaniac511
11. `Nymphie *
12. Anagove *(10)
13. Merumiharu
14. Edmond Dantes (5,6,12,13,14)
15. Patchwork Emotions* (2)
16. IflanaNifi(6,7)
17. Professor-Marina (3)
18. Kaleigh_Lynne **(13,14,15)
19. `Osiris
20. Yanny Bartersman (1,4,5,6)
21. Ho` Shiz **(2,8,15,17,18 )
22. Mr. Leonard Literate (5,8,9,10)
23. Lingui (3,4,11)
24. Cid High-Wind ***(8,13,15,17,18 )
25. Roy Salamandra **(9,10,12,13)
26. Mastertom62 **(6,8,11,13,15)
27. The Sir Digi (1,2,3)
28. Phoenecia (15)
29. [Canti]* (3,5,7,10,16)
30. Rina * (3,4,5)
31. InternalHardDrive* (3)
32. thezoster **(3,8,12,14)
33. Sylfaen (2)
34. OpalKoboi (15)
35. xxdarkxangelicxx*** (1,4,7,8,10)
36. Gthb (3,5,6,7)
37. Christa_H
38. Peles Tears *(16)
39. AGCourtney (9)
40. Melly Sandshrew **(11)
41. Ziggurat the Eighth (14,15)
42. Seeno Evil* (2,3,4)
43. `Zoe* (2,3,4)
44. buzzkid24
45. Enlong (2,3,7,12,15)
46. Padme Potter of Hobbiton *
47. Veliofi *(10,12,14)
48. The Peanut Smuggler **(9,14)
49. Happy_Rai *(2)
50. Almanix (10,14,15)
51. Ksrugi
52. Korikun The Cat (12,13,15,17,18 )
53. Madoshi_Hime
54. Psycho_ladii (12)
55. Kashi1 (1,2,3)
56. Insomnesiac
57. Gizur Ravenseeker (1,2,3)
58. ElfTech547 ***(3,7,8,9)
59. Volger** (5,11)
60. Tragickingdom **(8,10,11)
61. Sieg Reyu.2 **(8,9,11)
62. `Oasis(8,9,13,14,15)
63. Vatel *(5,8,11,12)
64. Nantooski
65. TriskDaemon* (6,8,11,12,14)
66. Sirail *(2,7,10)
67. enshokukitsune** (3,6,12,13,17)
68. `Dayne *(4,6,7,9,10)
69. sweetnessfairy (1,4,5,14,18 )
70. The Demonic Dork (3,4,5)
71. Destinykeeper (1,2,3)
72. BakaTulip **(13,16,18 )
73. Parking Lot *(7)
74. XDarkGenjutsuX **(9,12,15,17,18 )
75. Tedie Behr **(6,7,9,12,15)
76. Ichigo Ayakashi** (3,7,9,11,15)
77. [Coffee] (3,5,6,7)
78. [Forget.Me.Not] ***(4,5,9,12,17)
79. RyuHidaka* (5,6,7)
80. Uncreative Username* (2,4,5,6)
81. [Shadow_Kat] (11,12,13)
82. Blonde Haired Kid
83. weddingsakura *(12,13,15,17)
84. Catsgame **(3,19)
85. SevenTen (1)
86. fears (4,19)
87. Mintin (3,4,6,7,8 )
88. Cadbury Creme Egg*** (3,6,7,9)
89. neo12 *(12,14,16)
90. Sae25 *(8 )
91. Hippie-Syndrome (1,2,6,7,12)
92. OH SNAPZ! (1,4,5,6)
93. Kitty Krazy **(12,18 )
94. [.Lexii.] *(2,13,16)
95. Gambol *(10)
96. Zhankiel
97. Amigo_amigo_amigo (13,15,19)
98. [Impudent] **(1,7,9)
99. Broken Dreams *
100. UnDeR AcHiEvEd (1,2,6,7,8 )
101. Desdemona Winchcombe **(1,2,17)
102. Ladderphobia *(3)
103. Druki (1,2)
104. Wielder of Mighty Pencil! **(1,6,16,18 )
105. inasanemonkey1230 (6)
106. Illidian Starkiller **(1,7)
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:16 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 1 It was a simple death, no clues left as to who had done it, why, or what had happened before the death. Zaeyde was laying in the center of the town, a hole in her forehead. No telling how long she'd been dead, either... The only thing on the scene besides her body was a very generic white facemask.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:17 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 2 Someone bleated, as would a sheep. "Zhankiel! He's the Sniper! He's uh.. Gotta be!" The GCDers threw Zhan in jail. Zhan flopped down on a bunk, then sat up suddenly, blinking at his jailmate. She was absolutely gorgeous. Perfect body, perfect face, perfect long, blonde hair, perfect brea-- "Hi! What's your name?" Zhan stuttered. "Zha--Zha--" "Nice to meet you, ZaZa! I'm Selinda! Wanna cyber?" Zhan passed out. ---Later That Night--- The GCDers were all gathered around in the center of town, laughing hysterically. A clown had come to town, and was entertaining them all with its goofy antics. Unicycles, balloon animals, banana peels, juggling, the whole bit. Suddenly, the clown whipped out a gun, and aimed it directly at the audience, and pulled the trigger. ::Click.:: ::Click.:: The clown looked confused, pointed it at his face, and pulled the trigger. It was rewarded with a jet of water in the face. The clown sputtered, and wiped off the water. Grinning, it pointed the gun at Ksrugi, who was, by now, laughing hysterically. "Go ahead! Shoot me!" The clown pulled the trigger. :: BLAM! :: A gaping hole appeared in Ksrugi's forhead. The clown, or as was apparent, the Sniper, was already gone. Left in the center was a plain white mask, a message scrawled upon it. "I am a Master of Disguise."The GCDers gasped, and dropped the mask. On the back, another message was scrawled. "Turtle! Turtle!No one was quite sure what it meant... Ksrugi has been killed, and Zhankiel has been voted off.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:18 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 3 "Just because the Sniper mentioned Turtles doesn't mean I'm the Sniper! Don't you people get the reference? It was a joke! The Sniper FRAMED me! NOT FAIR!" Someone drop-kicked `Osiris into the jail cell. He landed on Selinda's lap. "Like, OOOW! That hurts! What IS this thing, anyway?" She picked `Osiris up and examined his turtleness. "Hard... Round... Spikey... It looks like something I used to... Nevermind." ---Later That Night--- The G-Team member rubbed its eyes, blinking. No. It COULDN'T be! There was Lanzer, right there, walking up the steps to the house it was protecting. Lanzer himself! Lanzer knocked on the door, then took out a rifle, loaded it, and hid it behind his back. The G-Team member gasped. Lanzer was going to shoot the person in that house! The G-Team member bolted to the door and knocked Lanzer over, stealing the gun, and pointing it at him. "Make one move and I shoot you, Lanzer." Wait, what was it SAYING?! SHOOT LANZER? Wtf? Lanzer replied. "Shoot me, and I perma-ban you. Let me walk away, right now." Dumbstruck, the G-Team member let him walk away. After Lanzer had left, the G-Team member noticed a plain white mask left on the doorstep. Lanzer was the Sniper?! Or was the Sniper Lanzer? No bodies were found the next morning. For the first time, the G-Team member had done it's job. `Osiris has been jailed.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:20 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 4 Madoshi_Hime sat behind the bars, grinning smugly. "I hope you're happy; You've just voted a G-Team Member off." The GCDers looked uneasy, but left her. Oops. "G-String? You wear those too? Like, Ohmygawd. NO ONE weares them anymore! Look! Mine's black." Selinda promtly pulled up her miniskirt to show it off. Gonk faces all around!---Later That Night--- Merumiharu sat on her doorstep, unable to sleep. Sighing, she decided to go for a walk through the fields. The night was cold, clear, and smelled of-- ::SQUISH:: ...Cow pies. "Son of a Sh--! I HATE COWS!" "Moo." She turned around, coming face to face with a docile, stupid, and odd-looking cow. "Moo to you, too. Go away." The cow turned and began to walk away, and Meru kicked her shoe up to wipe off the lovely pie the cow had left her to step in. A bit of it flung and landed on the rear-facing cow. "Moo." Meru sneered. The cow lifted its tail, giving her a lovely view of it's posterier. "Don't you even think about letting one loose, you stupid thing." The cow let one loose, alright. :: BLAM! :: Meru's body was found the next morning, a plain white mask in the shape of a cow's head laying next to her. Merumiharu has been shot, and Madoshi_Hime has been voted off. Meijuli, Kashi1, Gizur Ravenseeker, and Destinykeeper are removed due to inactivity.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:21 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 5 Professor-Marina sat on her bunk, sighing. "I'm not the Sniper. Duh." The other jailmates rolled their eyes. "Join the club." Selinda clapped her hands. "Like, that's a totally awesome idea! We should like, make a club!" The other jailbirds laughed. "Not a bad idea." Selinda giggled. "Ooh! I want to name it. We should name it... Uh... How about..." The jailbirds waited. "Uhm... We could call it.. Like... Um...." They waited some more. "Um... It could be called... Uhh.... Uhm..." ---Later That Night--- "Guys! It's BUBBA!" The GCDers flocked to the center of town, smiling and greeting Bubba. "Now now. Where are mah Pansies?" The Pansies, (Or those who were left) gathered round. "How about... Hmm. I shot the Sheriff!" The Pansies all began to sing. "I shot the Sheriff! But I didn't shoot the Deputy! I shot the Sheriff! But I didn't shoot the Deputy! I shot the Sheriff! But I didn't shoot the Deputy! I shot the Sheriff! But I didn't shoot the Deputy! " :: BLAM! :: Everyone turned, gasping. Laying on the ground, a hole in her head, was InternalHardDrive. Turning back, they realized Bubba was gone, a white mask on the ground where he had stood. ---A Little Later--- "Uhm... We could name it... Uh.... Uhm... Like... Uhh...." Professor-Marina has been voted off, and InternalHardDrive has been shot. The following people are inactive, and have 24 hours to redeem themselves by PMing me. SeenoEvil `Zoe
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:22 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 6 Nantooski leaned against the wall, playing with a stand of her hair, bored. Selinda had been like this for most of the day, and judging from the jailbirds' bloodshot eyes, most of the night as well. "Uhh... We can call it... Uhh..." Nantooski finally snapped. "What the hell is she naming?" Osiris shook his turtle body. "The club. Us. Someone said "Join the club," as a figure of speech, and the idiot took it literally, and decided to name the club." "Uhh... Uhh... We can name it.. Uh... How abo--" Nantooski screamed. "ARRRGGHH! That's it! We'll call it Club Um! Happy now?!" Selinda looked pleased. "Now that we've got the name for the club, anyone have a portable pole* I can use?" ---Later That Night--- "IT'S ELBUS! He's ALIVE!" One GCDer turned to the other, grinning. "TOLD you he wasn't dead!" "Can I have your autograph?" "Why'd you pretend to be dead?" "Where have you BEEN?!" "Can you sing a song?" Elbus grinned. "Uhhuh. I thinka song'd be a goood ideah. Ah need uh volunteer. Uhhuh." Sylfaen jumped up and down. "Pick ME!" Elbus pointed to her. "That young ladeh. C'mon up!" Excited, she dashed up to Elbus. Elbus took out a guitar from a case, plugged it in, and handed it to her. "Now, all yeh gotta do is push that button on that thar geetar." Sylfaen pushed it. There was a loud clap of noise, a bright flash, an incredible amount of smoke... When the smoke cleared, Elbus was gone, and Sylfaen was laying on the ground, burnt, hair sticking straight out as if she'd been shocked... Which on further inspection of the guitar appeared to be the case. A bejewled mask was found inside the guitar case. Nantooski has been voted off, Sylfaen has been kiled, and Rina and The Demonic Dork have been removed due to inactivity. *Spencer's Gifts actually sells a portable pole for pole dancing for about 79 dollars.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:24 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 7 Seth sighed, and sat down on the bunk that nearly everyone who entered the jail seemed to first sit upon. He blinked, and Selinda was suddenly upon his lap, stroking his leg, grinning. "Are you a pimp?You're wearing the pimp hat, so I assumed you are.Do you know Big Daddy?How about Little Joe?And what about Sugar Butt?They were all MY pimps.Looking for girls to--" Seth stood up abruptly, dumping her off his lap. "Shut. Up. Please." She looked hurt, stood up, and leaned against the wall. In a prompt five seconds, she, just like a goldfish, forgot all about it. "Hey, when are we opening the club? And to be honest, if we're gonna do this thing, we have to like, use more than one jail cell. Look! That one has a pole. And that one has checkered floors, perfect for dancing. And that one can be the lounge! It's got the comfiest toilets in the joint! Now if we can just get the Warden to open all the doors, we'd be good to start this thing! He could even be the bouncer, yanno?" The jailbirds looked at her incredulously. Nantooski was the first to speak. "...It's just so crazy... It might just work!" The Warden snorted. "No one would come to a jail cell club. Especially one named Club Um." The jailbirds protested. "Let's give it a try! Come on, if we charge 100 gold a person, you'd even make some money! And we could socialize with the other GCDers and such... Come on!" The Warden sighed, walked to the main entrance, made sure the door was firmly locked, then opened the doors to all the jail cells. "Impress me. You have 'till 9:30 to transform this place into a club. Else, it's a no-go." ---Later That Night--- "Did you hear? Club Um! It's the hottest new thing!" "Club what?" "No, Club Um! It's at the jail! They turned it into a club!" "I heard it's got the hottest music!" "Yea! And the dancers are supposed to be fantastic!" "And it's in a jail! How much safer can it get?" "Let's go!" Nearly the entire GCD showed up to the jail that night, at 9:30. The Warden couldn't believe his eyes. Not only was there a huge crowd waiting to get in, but the inside looked fantastic. There was a bar, a dance room, a lounge, and countless other rooms. There were even a few cells left that hadn't been transformed, awaiting ideas. The jailbirds hadn't set jobs yet, but Nantooski was trying out operating the music, and Seth was trying out bartending. They'd decide later what their permanant job would be. Selinda was definately a dancer, though. There was a large male crowd, and even a few females, around her at the pole in one of the cells. The Warden stayed by the door on the inside, making sure people who weren't supposed to get out didn't, and a G-Team member stood on the outside, making sure anyone suspicious looking didn't get in. "Hold it." VO, VO himself, was trying to get in. The G-Team bouncer would have let him in... Only there was something odd. "Nice try, buddy. VO's Horns of the Demon are long, not short. Get out of here." VO glared at him, and ran off. In the moonlight, a glint of black metal could be seen in his hand: a rifle. No one would die that night. However, several people would never make it back from the jail cell in the morning. They simply... Dissappeared. Yanny Bartersman, Uncreative Username, and OH SNAPZ! never made it home. Seth Darkheart has been voted off, and Yanny Bartersman, Uncreative Username, and OH SNAPZ! have been removed due to inactivity. The G-Team member blocked the Sniper's attack.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:27 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 8 "Ok, guys! Line up! Take your places!" The Warden stood by the door, the G-Team Bouncer on the outside. "Nantooski, you're on music. Seth, you're at the bar. No more than three alcoholic drinks per person, got it?" Seth nodded. "Zhankiel, you're leading the karaoke section. Madoshi, you're waitressing. You can keep whatever tips you make. And `Osiris.. You can be a kickball." There was a pause. "What about me?" The Warden looked at the newcomer, Christa_H "Uhh.. You can... Clean up. Until we find a job for you." Selinda piped up. "And me?" All the jailbirds replied at once. "Go to your pole!" ---Later That Night--- The GCDers filed into Club Um, excited and ready to party. Selinda was the center of attention tonight; her dancing was slightly below par, but she was dressed in a metallic red dress that stopped mid-thigh, and just barely covered her top. It was quite a sight, even the women had to admit. Brains she had not, but her looks made up for it. Suddenly, the lights went out, and the jail was filled with terrified screeches. When the screeching stopped, Selinda could be heard. "Just toggle the switch, reconnect the circuit wires, and reroute the power lines to an alternative source. That should fix it." The lights came back on, and everyone stood, astonished at her words. She'd said something... Intelligent?! Amazing. And she had apparently taken the blackout as an opportunity to change outfits, as well. She was now wearing a black trenchcoat, reaching the ground. The music resumed, and she continued to dance, even better than before. Before long, everything was back to normal. But not for long. Selinda began to undo her belt, teasingly opening the jacket, much to the delight of the men present. Slyly, she crossed her arms and reached inside the coat... And pulled out two automatic guns, which she fired, crossing her arms and arcing across the room. After one pass, she fired at the light, and all was silent. Someone managed to return light to the room. In the center, obviously dead, was IflanaNifi. She'd recieved the worst of the shots, and was obviously the Sniper's main target. Gthb, [Coffee], and RyuHikada, while not intentional victims, were severely wounded, and soon died. Later on, the REAL Selinda was found tied up in an unoccupied cell, a white mask laying outside the door. Christa_H has been voted off, IflanaNifi has been killed, and Gthb, [Coffee], and RyuHikada have been removed due to inactivity.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:28 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 9 "That was a DISASTER. People DIED last night. If that EVER happens again, I may have to shut the club down." The Warden looked displeased, to say the least. The Jailbirds protested. "But it wasn't OUR fault! It was the G-Team! They LET the fake Selinda in!" The Warden paused. "Alright. Good point. If anything happens tonight, we'll just have a random GCDer stand at the door, instead. Fair?" The Jailbirds nodded. "Good. Now, Everyone may keep their jobs for tonight. Christa, since you did such a great job cleaning up all the blood, you can just hang out at Club Um until everyone's gone. Then you clean again. Mmkay?" Christa looked unhappy, but nodded. "Well, what about Padme, then?" The jailbirds turned to her. "I dunno. Just... Make her the bathroom attendant." Padme grumbled. ---Later That Night--- The doors to Club Um opened, and everyone streamed in. No mishaps, that night... Until Insomnesiac discovered that the toilets were overflowing. "EEEEWWW! Padme! DO SOMETHING!" Padme squeaked, and rushed out of the bathroom and into the crowd. "HELP! IS THERE A PLUMBER IN THE HOUSE?!" There was a brief break in the noise, before everyone ignored her and went back to dancing. Well... Almost everyone. Out of the crowd came a shortish man with dark hair and a moustache. He was slightly overweight, and was wearing a red hat, a red shirt, and blue suspenders. He had an overabundance of body hair. "Its-a me! Hario!" Padme mumbled. "Hairy is right." In a louder tone, she spoke to him. "Hurry, the toilet's overflowing!" She led him to the bathroom, and shut the door behind him. No way she was going in there! Half an hour later, Padme grew worried. She opened the door, expecting to see Hario still fixing the leak... But no. The toilet was still slowly overflowing... And the water on the floor was stained red. Insomnesiac lay in the middle, her head split wide open, a wrench in the center. A white mask was floating in the unfixed toilet, and the uppermost window was wide open, the breeze causing ripples on the water. It was the Hario, or rather, the Sniper, in the bathroom, with the wrench. Additionally, Mintin and UnDeR AcHiEvEd were not to be seen again. Padme Potter of Hobbiton has been voted off, Insomnesiac has been killed, and Mintin and Under Achieved have been removed due to inactivity.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:32 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 10 "Alright, folks. ANOTHER person died. So we're going to have to pick some random GCDer to guard to door. Good?" The Jailbirds nodded. "Ok, We have a new jailbird, as usual. Illidian Starkiller: Your job is to choose something to do with the bare cell over there. It's a closed cell, no bars, just empty space and plain white walls." Illidian thought for a moment. "We could do body paint and paint the walls. That's always fun. They cover themselves in paint, then run into the walls like idiots. We can call it modern art." The Warden nodded. "Brilliant." Professor-Marina raised her hand. "Uhh... You never gave me anything to do!" The Warden blinked. "Oh. Right. Fine then, you can moniter the body paint room. Good?" She nodded. ---Later That Night--- The GCDers lined up at the entrance to Club Um, eagerly awaiting entrance. Patchwork Emotions was first in line. "Is everyone ready to PARTY?!" The GCDers cheered. "GREAT! Patchwork, since you're first, you get a very special job!" Patchwork looked excited. "You get to guard the door so no one gets in!" Patchwork looked pissed. The rest of the GCDers filed in. "I could only find blue, green, and yellow paint, Illidian." Professor came walking into the white cell with three giant buckets of paint. Illidian shrugged. "You take care of it. Imma go watch Selinda." She rolled her eyes, but opened the door to let the first person in. She drenched him in blue paint, and he happily crashed into the walls, leaving splotches. "Ok, you're done. Next!" Meanwhile, Patchwork grew bored. Finally, she decided to just abandon her post and join the fun inside. She made a beeline for the painting room. Right behind her was L0cke, straightjacket and all. Professor looked relieved. "Great! You two have fun. I gotta pee!" She took off. Patchwork grinned at L0cke, and entered the room with him, shutting the door. About an hour later, Professor emerged from the bathroom and headed back to the body paint room. The door was slightly ajar. She walked in, and gasped. "Oooh! I love it! The red adds such a great contrast to the blues, greens, and yellows! Where'd you find the red, Patchwork? ... Patchwork?!" Patchwork was laying face down in the corner, in a pool of red paint. Professor rushed over and turned her over... And nearly vomited. It wasn't paint. Someone had slashed her frontside open, then thrown her against the wall numerous times. Her face was a bloody mess, and some organs were hanging out. Gagging, Professor looked at the red splotches again. Indeed, she could see imprints from the intestines and ribs, as well as various faceplants. Hanging on the wall was a plain white mask. Additionally, Elftech547 was found outside, a paintbruch embedded in his chest. Illidian Starkiller has been voted off, and Patchwork Emotions has been killed. Additionally, Elftech547 has been removed due to inactivity.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:33 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 11 "Ok, people. Another death last night. So what are we going to do?" The Warden looked around expectantly. "Uh... Cover it up and pretend it never happened?" The Warden blinked. "That's brilliant. Ok, Gamemaniac511, since you're the new one in, go grab a bucket of paint and cover up those blood spatters." Game pouted. "GET GOING! We need this place in tip-top shape for tonight." ---Later That Night--- The GCDers poured in, no one guarding the door, for some reason. Game had finished repainting the room only moments before, and was now making her way over to Selinda's pole. She jumped up on the stage, and began to dance. The audience watched for a while, when Selinda suddenly came storming over, a metal folded chair in tow. "That's... MY... POLE!" She stormed up upon the stage and swung the chair that connected with Game's head with a loud... :: BLAM! :: ...Blam? Isn't that the sound a GUN makes? The door to the newly painted room flung open, and out ran a... A HIPPO?! In a TUTU?! Carrying a RIFLE?! A "WTF" moment was shared by everyone in the room. Dizzy, Game stood up and walked over to the room the hippo had just run out of. "S---! SON OF A MOTHER! Now I have to repaint this whole LanzerDamned room! S--- the Sniper!" In the middle of the floor lay two things. One, a plain white mask. The other, Cadbury Creme Egg's immobile body, a hole blown in his head. The far wall was spattered in his blood and bits of his brain. Additionally, Mr. Leonard Literate, xxdarkxangelicxx, `Dayne, and Druki were nowhere to be found. Cadbury Creme Egg has been killed. Gamemaniac has been voted off, and Mr. Leonard Literate, xxdarkxangelicxx, `Dayne, and Druki have been removed due to inactivity.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:54 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 12 "Alright, people. Club's open again tonight, and there better not be any deaths. Understand? Everyone's in their usual spots. Illidian, Professor, and Game: I want you ALL in that body paint room. There better not be any red 'paint' in there tonight. I mean it. At least one of you in there at a time!" They nodded. "And Buzzkid, since you're the new one here, you're on kitchen duty. Now go maky me a sammich." The warden looked smug, then sat down in his chair and made himself comfortable. "Get moving! I want this place sparkling for tonight." The jailbirds, Selinda included, all grabbed their toothbrushes and began to clean. ---Later That Night--- Club Um was doing fantastically. Music, dancing, bodypaint, and great food, as well as some kareoke. Suddenly, in through the door walked... Zaeyde?! The club went silent. "But... We thought you were dead!" "Oh my GOD! You're a ZOMBIE!" "..She was already a zombie." "But she was dead!" Zaeyde smiled. "April Fool's! I wasn't actually dead. Takes more than a bullet to kill me! I wanted to wait until today to reveal myself." Someone ran up and hugged her. "So glad to see you back!" She smiled, then frowned. "Well. I have something to tell you... See, I couldn't help myself. I HAD to play the Sniper, again. And if my name was on the list, then you'd NEVER guess! And I was gonna win... But I just couldn't do it to you guys. Sorry. So... I'm the Sniper. Game over! Sign-ups are next Saturday." There was a silence, then some nervous laughter, that died out quickly. They. Were. Pissed. "Dude. Twice in a row? That's NOT cool." "Yea. We're not playing for you to be the Sniper. Cut it out!" Zaeyde looked crestfallen. "Waiit. I have something else I want to say." She pulled her rifle out from behind her back. "See? Here's my rifle. I AM the Sniper. But..." She pulled out a small sheet of paper and glanced at it. "Ahh, right here, on the list. Ok. That's... AGCourtney." She raised the gun, aimed, and fired. The GCDers all rushed to AGCourtney's side. She was... Dead. When the GCDers turned to yell at Zaeyde, she was gone. A white mask lay on the floor, with something scrawled upon it. "April Fool's. It's not over yet."Buzzkid24 has been voted off, and AGCourtney has been killed.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:55 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 13 A message was posted on the message board in town. "Club Um will not be open tonight." "Aww! That's not fair!" "Yea! NOW what are we going to do?" "It's because of all the deaths!" "Yea! That stupid G-Team member! If they don't do their job tonight, I'm gonna kill 'em!" The G-Team member gulped. ---At The Jail--- "ALRIGHT! LINE UP! EVERYONE OUT!" All the jailbirds stood in a line, including the newest member; Ismaru Windsoul. "Alright, listen up! You birds are each gonna get your own cell. There's 30 cells here, and you're gonna pick one and make something out of it for Club Um. Now get your sorry butts in there! If your cell sucks, plan to spend the rest of your days locked in it. If it's good, you're free to party every night." There was a silence. "Great Gambino! GET MOVING!" They scrambled. ---Later That Night--- The GCDers all sat around a bonfire, completely and utterly bored. "What did we do without Club Um?" "Iunno. Sleep?" "Yea. I'mma go do that." The GCDers nodded. "Good idea." There was a flash in the distance, and everything went white for a few seconds. "What the Sh-- was that?" "I have no-- OHMYGOD. Is that Gino?" "No! That's Gambino! Holy Sh--!" "I thought he was dead!" "Aparently the Sniper didn't get him good enough!" "He's just standing there laughing maniacly.." A smaller figure could be seen crawling toward their little gathering. "Is that... Gino? I think it is!" "Oh god! He looks hurt!" "Let's go help him!" The GCDers gathered around him. just as he collapsed to the ground. "Is he dead?" "No... He's breathing.." "What's he laying on?" "It looks like some piece of metal." "I think it's a--" Gino suddenly jumped up and aimed the gun at a GCDer. "Time to die, --" "SNIPER!" The G-Team member shot out of the crowd, knocking the Sniper over, causing it to miss its target. It wasn't Gino, after all. It was the Sniper! "Son of a Sh--!" The Sniper took off, running. The G-Team member was successful in their protection. However, Hids, PixellatedLUV, and Hippie-Syndrome were all playing too close to the cliffs... And fell. Ismaru Windsoul has been voted off, and Hids, PixelatedLUV, and Hippie-Syndome have been removed due to inactivity. If you have been jailed, PM me with an idea to what you want to be in your jail cell.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:57 pm
GCD Sniper Game IV: Day 14 "Alright, I'm checkin' your cells." He stopped by Christa_H's first. "Interesting. Very interesting. Could work well. I never said you could use two cells, but it works. I don't even WANT to know how you pulled it off, but you're approved." Christa grinned. Her cell, (Or, two adjacent cells) was a heated pool. She rushed over into her corner and changed into her bikini. Next, he stopped by Zhankiel's cell. "What the-- This is NOTHING! Not app--" Zhankiel interrupted him. "Wait! Yes, it LOOKS like a bare greyish room with nothing in it. Bit I have a bucket with an ARMY of Sharpies for everyone to color on the walls with!" The Warden nodded. "Well done. Approved." Next was Nantooski. Her room was littered with an assortment of instruments, turntables, and an absolute library of CD's. Everything to explore the world of music. The Warden nodded and moved on. Illidian's was next. The room was decorated with tons of posters and pictures of Muffins, and a small shrine to a giant muffin was set up in the corner, complete with candles and a sacraficial table. The Warden blinked. "It's a muffin cult." Illidian gestured to the room. The Warden blinked again, and hurried to the next cell. Selinda's cell was the same as always; a stage, a pole, and chairs. Nothing new. Gamemaniac was the only one left. Her cell was decked out with all a manner of casino and gambling games. The Warden nodded. "That'll do." He walked back down the hallway and stopped, glancing at Zhankiel's cell again. "Is that a trapdoor?" She nodded. "It leads to a glow in the dark underground metal playground with laser tag and stuff." The Warden nodded. "Your cell definately wins the "wow" award. Nice going." He turned, and shouted down the hallway. "As for you lazy bums that did nothing with your cell, you have ONE DAY to make something out of 'em, or you're STAYING there!" He paused. "Oh, and Magnius of Chaos, since you just got in, you have a day, as well." ---Later That Night--- The GCDers were thrilled with what had been done with Club Um. The pool was a huge hit, as was the sharpie room, music room, and laser tag. Selinda's room was popular with the males, and there was even a bunch of people in the music room. When people passed by the muffin room, however, they ran. Illidian seemed to be intent on converting them to his muffin cult... And it scared them. [Impudent] toddled into the Muffin room. Illidian wasn't present, but in the corner was a... Giant... Muffin... Holding a rifle. :: BLAM! :: Illidian returned to his room. Laying on the sacraficial table was [Impudent]'s body, a white mask next to it. Additionally, [Shadow_Kat] never made it out of the laser tag room. Magnius of Chaos has been voted off, [Impudent] has been killed, and [Shadow_Kat] have been removed due to inactivity.
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