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 Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 12:58 pm
Game VIII Memberlist
GM: Anagove
Killed
Jailed
Inactive
Living
1. inasanemonkey1230
2. Kitty Krazy
3. A Dragonflys Sin
4. Amigo_amigo_amigo
5. `Christa
6. IflanaNifi (2, 3)
7. Merumiharu
8. `Aine Chievious
9. Ho` Shiz
10. Phoenecia
11. Roy Salamandra
12. Bullet Rift
13. Druki (2) ((G-Team))
14. Ismaru Windsoul
15. Kimilia
16. Uta Arashi ((Sniper!))
17. JJ181 (2)
18. FortenraAskasa
19. Return_of-Watanuki-san
20. [.s.p.o.r.k.]
21. Linkey17ny
22. Moo Ell
23. Etnies Element Skater
24. Bialystock and Bloom
25. `Nymphie
26. JuneBug
27. korikun the cat
28. InternalHardDrive
29. Dukes
30. stinky_chacha
31. Labtech 103
32. HDogXero
33. Lyzz the Dark Beast ((Newsreporter))
34. Roger Silverwood ((Crazed Killer))
35. Wrendraith
36. [Moseley] (2)
37. Merriweather
38. Heart Shaped Toastie ((G-Team))
39. KingShoy
40. HirunHikari
41. Anael De Ezra
42. AGCourtney (2)
43. Nantooski (3)
44. Mori Bokusochi
45. Bellecat
46. Kairi_The_Savior
47. [.Lexii.]
48. Desdemona Winchcombe
49. Gthb (2)
50. Chronology of Antagonism (2)
51. Smrtboy
52. XinK_Y_Fry
53. Larry Walters
54. Peles Tears
55. Egotistical Moose
56. Labutts X
57. The_Limetiger (1, 2)
58. Blonde Haired Kid
59. Scelero
60. Wielder of Mighty Pencil!
61. Sheena of Mizuho (1)
62. Sieg Reyu.2 (1)
63. FangKazi
64. .Synchronized.Luv.
65. Saint Alain
66. [Cherry.Wine]
67. Turtle_Devil
68. Sylfaen
69. Insomnesiac
70. Lingui
71. Eikichi Taro Stalth
72. Jeff Jarrett
73. Red_Head01 (1, 3)
74. Alucard von Dracali (3)
75. [ dont~eat~lead ]
76. Panda Pocky (1, 2)
77. `Gamemaniac
78. Parking Lot
79. Veliofi
80. The Peanut Smuggler
81. Sibeiko
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 12:59 pm
GCD Sniper Game VIII: Day 1
The forest was dark, and sleeping peacefully as a small group set up camp in a clearing on the outskirts of their town of Broch. After a long day of hunting, it was time for some food and a well deserved sleep. Dreams met the eyes of the group as soon as their heads hit the grass, as the fire burned down to embers in the night air.
::BLAM::
One of the group jumped up out of his deep sleep, scared out of his wits, as he searched his camp frantically. His eyes widened as they met the tree directly in front of him. One of his companions, Anagove, was tied to the tree. Her face was so mutilated that he could hardly recognize her, her short blonde hair tainted with the blood of her flesh. Patches of her skin had been cut off and discarded who knows where, and her body was contorted in such a way where it was obvious she had many broken bones. She had not survived the attack.
The man backed away from the tree, drawing out his pistol, and promptly fell over onto a log. He moved his hands to push it out of his way. It felt warm. There was sap oozing from it. This was not a tree-- this was his second companion, Zae, blood flowing from her blasted head.
This time he did not suppress his scream.
People from the town were now filing in, curious about the disturbance of the gunshot, their little candles illuminating the campsite. The last survivor had been sitting on the ground, his pistol still in hand, screaming and babbling nonsensical words. In a clearing, near the party's supplied, Anagove's flesh was found, placed on the grounds to form the words "Who is Next?"
The man was declared insane, and the townspeople solemnly took him to a place they hadn't used in over 50 years-- the Stone Circle. Pushing him through a crack in one of the stones, they knew they would not have to worry about him murdering any more of their citizens.
What they did not know, is he held the key to escape, and could use it if he truly wanted to...
but the real question in his mind was... why was HE spared from the murders?
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Note: I know it isn't my best, but I have a birthday party to go to... like... NOW... so it was quick. ;D
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Voting ends tomorrow at 9pm EST. Place your votes in this thread.
Sniper, CK, NR, and G-Team, please PM me with your respective PMables. <3 Thank you.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 1:00 pm
GCD Sniper Game VIII: Day 2
Bialystock and Bloom was carried kicking and screaming to the mouth of the Stone Circle. "I DID NOT KILL ANYONE! WHY ARE YOU GUYS PUTTING ME HERE! I DIDN'T DO IT! PLEASE DON'T PUT ME THROUGH THERE! I HATE YOU ALL! I'LL KILL YOU ALL! I DIDN'T DO IT! STOP!" he carried on, as his quiet captors pushed him through. There had been a number of killings recently, and while they could not prove that Bloom had committed the most recent one, they had their suspicions, and in their minds, were better safe than sorry.
Bloom fell through the other side with a 'splat' as he landed on a cold dirt floor. He tried to look at his surroundings, half crying and half steaming mad from the injustice he had just been served, but there was no light and the moon didn't provide enough to see by. All he could make out was a few cots, a couple of windows, and a pot which he assumed would have to be used for toilet facilities. Bloom collapsed onto one of the cots, exhausted, and resolved to take a better note of where he was imprisoned, and possibly make an escape, in the morning.
--
The crowd roared as champion fighter Jeff Jarrett entered the circle. "50 gold on the big guy!" Shigaiko called out, and the taking of bets commenced. Jeff stared at his opponent, a large hairy man, likely equal in skill to himself, but relatively new to the scene of arena-fights. Smirking, Jeff decided that this would be all to easy a fight to win, and if placing bets on yourself were allowed he'd be retired by the end of the night!
"All ready?" the referee said. Both men nodded. "On your mark. Go!"
The fight began. Jeff lunged at his opponent, but then stepped back in a feint, judging the man's reaction time. The oaf simply stared at him, as if he knew that move were coming. For a while, the two men circled each other, each looking for a hint of hesitation, ready to make their strike. All at once they were on top of each other, a pile of sweat and limbs-- punching, lifting, throwing. The crowed was ecstatic, cheering on whichever fighter they had placed their bets on, watching the fight intently. Jeff was becoming nervous. His forte was taking his opponent down before they even knew what had hit them, but if this man were to wear him out enough he might lose just be sheer exhaustion. The thought of potentially losing gave Jeff the adrenaline he needed to throw the hairy man off of him, into the dust, and he stepped back a few paces to formulate a plan.
Suddenly, a shot rang out, and Jeff Jarrett fell to the ground. The onlookers was frozen silent as the referee came out onto the circle, and pronounced the champion dead.
--Later that night--
Monkey and Lexii were wandering around the evening marketplace, looking for something exciting to do. "ZOMGLAWLZ LEXII WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
The two girls happened upon a wine tasting, and deciding that as there was nothing else to do, getting a bit tipsy was their best bet. "Come try my new blend of wine!" a vendor called out to passersby "I have taken only the finest grapes of Italy and mixed them with the most delectable cherries found in the world! It is sure to make your palette jump with glee!"
Monkey and Lexxi shrugged, and went over to try a sample from the vendor. "Aaah, hello ladies!" the vendor said "Pleased to meet you! Would you like a taste?" They nodded eagerly as the vendor passed a half-cup to each of them. To their disappointment, the wine tasted more like rust than cherries, and it was a bit too thick for their tastes.They decided that it was time to go home-- there was no fun to be had after hours in the city.
What the vendor did not know was that behind the tap that the cups were being filled with was [Cherry.Wine]. Her face was blanched, and her eyes wide and bulging. She was alive, but gagged and bound, stuffed in a large keg. A small pipe protruded from her neck, and her blood ran freely from it whenever the vendor opened the valve. She was not dead yet, but she knew she would be soon, as she saw her own blood being forced through the tube ready to quench the thirst of late-night wanderers.
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Bialystock and Bloom has been jailed, Jeff Jarrett has been Sniped, and [Cherry.Wine] has been killed.
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A special spot in the story for Shigaiko as she wasn't able to make it into the game <3
Also, I know that the speech of Monkey and Lexii are completely out of the time-frame this story is set in... but I *HAD* to do it. XD Forgive me? <3
Voting ends tomorrow at 9pm EST. Place your votes in this thread.
Sniper, CK, NR, and G-Team, please PM me with your respective PMables. <3 Thank you.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 1:01 pm
GCD Sniper Game VIII: Day 3
GTHB winced in pain as the townspeople dragged him across the grass by his pony-tail to the mouth of the Stone Circle. He was determined to grit his teeth and not make a sound-- he wouldn't give his former peers the satisfaction of hearing him beaten. Obviously he knew that he was not a killer, but his kinsmen obviously did not believe his initial rebuttals, and were not like to believe anything else he was to say.
"Don't bother saying anything, GTHB, we know it has to be you! You've always kept that... unnatural white pony-tail. It's a sign of the DEVIL, I say!" the ringleader of the group said, as the rest cheered. He was thrown into the crack in the stone--
--and landed on his head on the other side.
Bloom awoke, startled-- how long had he been sleeping? He picked up his head to see the face of GTHB staring at him solemnly.
"SO YOU'VE COME TO TAKE ME BACK TO THE REAL WORLD, HAVE YOU? I TOLD YOU I WAS NOT A KILLER! I TOLD YOU I DIDN'T DO IT! BUT DID YOU PEOPLE BELIEVE ME? NOOOOOOO" Ryan started yelling.
"But--" GTHB tried to break in.
"YOU PEOPLE NEVER BELIEVE ME. YOU ALWAYS THINK THAT I AM CRYING WOLF. I TOLD YOU THAT THERE'D BE MORE MURDERS BECAUSE IT WASN'T ME. I WAS RIGHT! I'M ALWAYS RIGHT! YOU PEOPLE NEVER LISTEN TO ME!"
"But--"
"IF YOU HAD JUST LISTENED TO ME IN THE FIRST PLACE IT WOULD HAVE SAVED YOU ALL A LOT OF TROUBLE. WE COULD BE LOOKING FOR THE REAL OUTLAWS. WE COULD BE DOING SOMETHING USEFUL" Ryan continued.
"BLOOM!" GTHB screamed at the top of his lungs. "LISTEN TO ME FOR ONE SECOND WILL YOU?"
"Yes, Master?" Bloom replied sarcastically.
"They put me here too. They think I did it..." GTHB whispered.
"Aye, boys, now that we've gotten that behind us, are ye like to introduce yourselves?"
Both men turned behind them, their eyes meeting that of a large man. "Come closer, let's get acquainted, and then I think I've got a tale
that's like to interest you."
Bloom and GTHB glanced at each other and shrugged, not seeing any other option, they turned grimly to the strange man, and introduced themselves.
--
After everyone was done throwing GTHB into the stone circle, Bullet Rift and a friend thought it in their best interest to take a trip into town and procure better protection.
"I know the perfect protection-- it's a new invention, you know" Rift said to his companion. "Bullet. Proof. Vests. That would be the PERFECT thing to protect from any future attacks!"
Rift grinned to himself as he was sure that as soon as he had obtained one of these new bits of armor, that he would be infinitely safe from whatever gunshot might come his way. The two entered the shop and quickly chose which vests they wanted. Rift knew that he'd sleep easier that night with his new armor on, and the peace of that notion was worth the massive amounts of gold he had spent on it.
After having a few drinks and watching some dancers at the local pub, the two friends split up, each wanting to get back to their homes before it got TOO dark.
Walking leisurely, inebriated, and ultimately TOO confident-- Rift never stopped to wonder how on earth he was going to protect his *head* from a gunshot.
::BLAM::
Rift had been sniped and was left in the streets to rot throughout the night, until the sight of his decaying body graced the eyes of the city's occupants with the dawn's light.
--
More often than not, Scelero had found himself wasting the days away in his room, reading books of adventure, fantasy, and bravery. Ever since he was a boy, Scelero had always dreamed of going out on a quest-- something that would change the world-- which was why he was very excited when a strange letter came to him in the post that morning.
There didn't seem to be anything odd about the letter, at first-- it was the same size as any other letter, travel-worn and laden with dust, but the one thing that interested him was that the letter was sealed with the initials "CK", and he didn't know anyone with those particular initials.
After debating whether to open it or not for about 15 minutes, Scelero gave in to temptation and ripped the letter open, reading it quickly, an expression of sheer delight overcoming his face with every passing line.
The letter read:
"Hello there, my dear boy. I have heard about you from the locals, and I know that you are deeply interested in adventure. I have a proposition for you. I am old, and not as swift as I used to be. Someone has kidnapped my daughter and is holding her ransom in a cave just beyond the village. I need help in rescuing her, as I wish not to pay my hard earned gold to a few vile fiends. If you will meet me after dark at the city gates, I will lead you to the cave so that you may ambush my daughter's captors in the night, while they least expect it. If you succeed in this task, I will pay you half of what the ransom asked for-- 50,000 gold. Not only this, but you will build trust with the citizens our town-- and as you know, heroic is greatly needed in times like these, so perhaps you will be asked to perform even greater tasks than the one I have asked of you. If you accept-- meet me at the gates tonight, at midnight.
CK"
Scelero was beside himself with happiness. His first real quest! For the rest of the day, he prepared himself for his coming adventure, as night quickly fell.
At precisely midnight, Scelero met the writer of the note at the gates, and the mysterious person led him to the cave with a series of hand-signals. When they arrived, Scelero peered into the opening-- he could see some light. Candlelight, perhaps? He readied his sword, but as he was about to storm in to save the poor lassie who had been stolen, he felt something blunt hit his head, and then blacked out.
The next thing he felt was red hot pain, searing his toes. Snapping his eyes open he howled in pain, as he realized he was being burnt alive, the cloaked figure who had led him here stood in front of him-- and slowly lowered the hood.
"You wanted adventure, did you not? Sometimes, in your pursuit to be the hero, there will not always be a hero to save YOU, my boy."
The unknown person turned around, and walked quietly out of the cave, Scelero still screaming as his flesh melted from his body.
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GTHB has been jailed, Bullet Rift has been Sniped, and Scelero has been Killed.
Please, at the request of all the vote-keepers, everyone if you could please use the name and number of both YOURSELF and the person you are VOTING for. Thank you.
Also, I am sorry I can't please everyone, but I am new at this, obviously, so please keep that in mind. >.>
<3
Edit: Oh yeah, PMables plz >.>
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 1:02 pm
GCD Sniper Game VIII: Day 4
"I'm James, and I have the key." The large man said, his eyebrow raised, waiting for a response.
"The key to.... what?" GTHB said as he flipped his ponytail over his shoulder. "There's no doors, and the windows are barely enough for any of us to crawl through."
"I'm feeling a bit claustrophobic..." Bloom said meekly, as he drew his knees up and rested his chin on them.
"Aye, that's the thing, isn't it?" James said as he pointed behind them "You didn't come in through a door, so of course there's no door to go out of-- you'll have to go through the stone, same way you came in."
At that moment, Kairi_The_Savior, fell through the wall exactly where James had been pointing. "OW!" she exclaimed, as she fell face first onto the dirt. GTHB and Bloom ran over to her, helping her pick herself up, and asking if she was okay.
"Those jerks!" she said "They don't know WHAT they're doing!"
"What happened?" asked GTHB.
--zomgflashback--
Young Kairi was among a group of people gathered outside of the cave where poor Scelero had been found. She was outraged that anyone could
possibly have done such a thing! She just wanted the killings to stop.
Pulling aside an Officer of the Law, she whispered-- It really could be any of those people, you know how a killer always comes back to the scene, right? I think it's her!" pointing at a random passerby as she finished her sentence.
"YOU THERE! STOP!" the officer said, as an old woman of about 85 turned around, her eyes wide. She started hobbling over to the officer, but he dismissed her midway, realizing that someone who could barely walk would not have been able to tie the victim to such a large pole.
"Maybe it's him!" Kairi supplied, her gaze reaching a small boy of five years old.
The officer had quiet enough of her games. "Do you know what, child? I think it's YOU!" he said, picking her up, and proclaiming her manufactured guilt to the rest of the onlookers.
"It's not me!" Kairi screamed. "I think it's them! Or maybe her! Or that person!"
But the townspeople would have none of her back talk. They threw her into the Circle without another thought.
--endzomgflashback--
"So here I am!" Kairi cried "And it's not fair!
GTHB, Bloom, and James all looked upon Kairi with pity, but ultimately it was her own fault she ended up where she was.
--
Amigo_amigo_amigo and his 'amigo' Stinky_chacha decided it was a wonderful night to visit the city's brothels. After a few drinks, they perused the 'stock' that was available to them. The selection was wonderful, but unfortunately the two men had decided on the same girl, neither of them willing to change their mind. They finally agreed to take turns, and Stinky_chacha went in first with the beautiful, slender red-head.
Bored, Amigo sat quietly, picking at the bowl of nuts that had been placed before him, and sipping a cup of water. He didn't understand why he didn't have more friends-- one who wouldn't want to share a woman he was going to pay good money for, but considering he couldn't find a third 'amigo', he'd have to make do with what he had.
A scream sounded from the back rooms, and Amigo stood up quickly, eady to defend the honor of any woman who may be being hurt-- after all, it was their choice to sell themselves, but that didn't give anyone the right to physically HURT them without their consent. On his way to the doors he tripped on a chair and fell flat on the floor.
::BANG::
Amigo would never stand again.
--
Meanwhile, in the back rooms, the owner had been the first to discover the poor red-head, scared out of her wits, shaking in the corner. As he surveyed the room with his eyes, he realized with shock, the reason the girl had screamed. Lying on the bed with his shirt off and his pants unbuckled was Stinky_chacha. His skin had turned blue, and his faced looked a strangled color of red and grey. A small vial was found in his clenched fist.
"I don't know what happened!" the red-head managed to say in between sobs. "He just stopped moving, so I went to check on him, and he looked like that!"
Later, after further investigation, it was declared that Chacha had died of an opium overdose. The vial, which was supposed to be a mild aphrodisiac, had actually been replaced with a new vial, bearing the initials "CK", of the potent drug, and had caused Chacha's demise.
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Kairi_the_savior has been jailed, amigo_amigo_amigo has been sniped, and stinky_chacha has been killed.
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Forgive me for this being quick and not up to par. I just found out that I can't stay in this apartment, so I'm sort of... not... yeah.
Forgive me. <3
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 1:05 pm
GCD Sniper Game VIII: Day 5
"I don't care what you guys think anyway!" Nymphie said as she was lead to the stone circle. "Go ahead, throw me in there-- I know I didn't do it, and neither did any of the OTHER people in... wherever that leads to! You guys are just going to live to regret it-- or maybe not live at all!"
The crowd sneered as they pushed Nymphie through the stones.
Getting used to people popping through the walls, the already-jailed group was not surprised to see Nymphie drop from stone.
"Nymphie! Come here! It's story time!" Kairi exclaimed, after their new 'roommate' had reassembled herself. She joined the others on the floor in front of James.
"As I was saying... there is a way out of here. It's got something to do with five precious stones-- the beryl, the diamond, the pearl, the onyx, and the emerald. If someone does not let you out from the other side, only the possession of these five stones will allow you to pass back through the rocks safely."
"But how do you expect us to get ANYTHING trapped in HERE?" Nymphie said sharply "It's just a rock-hole with some sand and a pot to piss in."
"She's right, you know" GTHB added "Do you expect us to dig, until we come across something shiny?"
"I don't think ANYTHING can be as shiny as your ponytail, GTHB" Bloom said, mockingly. GTHB took a swipe at Bloom's head, quieting him.
"I don't expect you to find anything" James said with his head bowed. "I already posess the stones..."
--
Heart Shaped Toastie was on a mission-- she had just gotten a tip from a reliable source that an old Hermit in the back country was going to be one of the killer's next targets! She had to save him, she had to stop this useless killing!
Toastie's legs flew as fast as they could as she hurried to the old house, desperate to warn the man.
::BOOM::
"OW!" Toastie screeched, as she tripped over an obstacle. "Ugh, no fair slowing me down!" she tried to scramble to her feet, but before she knew was was happening there was a foot on her stomach and she was pressed to the ground.
She raised her eyes in fear, expecting to see the face of her assailant, but instead meeting the barrel of a gun.
::BLAM!::
Heart Shaped Toastie, a G-Teamer, had been killed.
--
Sieg Reyu.2 wasn't really a social person. Sure, he'd heard about the recent killings, but he wasn't too worried about his own safety, as he usually just stayed in his house, with his cats. He had about 16 of them ((he'd lost track long ago)), but his favorite was called Chuck Norris. He spent most of his nights with little Chuck in his lap, starting at the fire, rocking in his late grandmother's chair.
Tonight was no different. Confident that a mass murderer wouldn't bother a quiet hermit and his cats, he went about his life as usual, scooping Chuck into his lap, and rubbing his fingers under the cat's chin. The night was oddly quiet, but Sieg chalked that up to a full moon, as he settled into his habit of watching the fire, and eventually falling asleep with his best kitty-cat friend.
"Mrrow?" said an unfamiliar cat. "Prrrrrow!"
One after another Sieg's kitties walked up to him, rubbing against his legs, and licking at his hands. "My, you guys are affectionate tonight!" he remarked, giving his cats the attention they wanted. A few of them jumped up onto his lap, disrupting Chuck from his sleep. The disgruntled little Norris jumped down off of his owner, and out the window, perturbed that the other cats were stealing his glory.
::CHOMP::
"Ow! Whiskers, don't bite!" Sieg scolded.
::CRUNCH::
Another kitten latched onto Sieg's ear. Sieg, frightened, tried to push his usually friendly kittens off of him, but one by one they latched onto him. Kicking and screaming, Sieg got up off his chair, flailing around his room. Cats went everywhere-- some flew out the window, some landed in the fire, but most of them stayed attached to Sieg, biting and scratching until the poor man couldn't move anymore.
Then, slowly, the cats devoured him, happy with such a large dinner for once in their lives.
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`Nymphie has been jailed, Heart Shaped Toastie ((a G-Team)) has been sniped, and Sieg Reyu.2 has been Killed.
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Voting ends at 9.
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OH YEAH. Please, guys, there's NO NEED FOR RESERVED POSTS. They need to STOP now-- from now on, if I see a reserved vote, I will delete the post. There is no need.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 1:06 pm
GCD Sniper Game VIII: Day 6
"WHAT?!" the jailbirds said in unison.
"You HAVE them already, and you haven't left?" GTHB said, looking at James as if he had three heads.
"There's a reason for that" James replied "I knew... something odd was going on. Two of my closest friends... were murdered... and the blame was placed on me, even though I am innocent! I assumed that there would be more killings... and I figured... if I could help someone who had gathered more information than I... they'd be able to leave and turn in the REAL killers-- besides, you kids have more to live for than an old man like me does. Friends, family..."
"I WANT THEM." Bloom started. "IKNOWWHODIDITBUTITWASN'TMEBUTICANGOFINDOUT!"
Nymphie pushed Bloom out of the way "I don't think so, drama-boy. I'm the most sensible one here, *I* should go back and find out who did it!"
"I wanna go home please!!" Kairi said, tears flowing from her eyes. "Let me go home!"
GTHB threw his arms around the sobbing girl's shoulders, not really sure what to say.
"Obviously I am not just going to give them out... I have a little game I want to play... The winner gets to go home. Now, let me expla--"
**THUD**
Everyone turned around, the new arrival breaking the mood of excitement.
"EGO!" Nymphie said "Are you... okay?"
Ego sat on the floor, shoulders shaking, her head buried in her face.
GTHB walked hesitantly up to Ego "Don't cry... it'll be okay. There's a way out of here, you know..."
"heh heh heh ... hehehe... hahaha... BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Ego raised her head and glared at her prison mates. "I. Hate. You. All."
--
"Oh, I don't know what to do..." Bellecat said to herself. "Everyone is telling me I have to stay away from this person... but then these people are telling me to stay away from those... but at the same time... oh... I don't know!" Sighing, Belle sat down on a large rock. She had been hiking, and now found her quite lost at the affect of her arguing with herself.
"Now what am I going to do!" she muttered out loud, exasperated. lancing around, she couldn't find the trail, but what she did find was a HUGE secluded watering hole, PERFECT for swimming! "Now that's a grand idea!" she told herself, as she stuck her feet in the water. "Aaah, nice, and cool, and refreshing."
Holding her nose, and temporarily forgetting her current situation, Belle dove into the waterhole, letting the feeling of the fluid rejuvenate her.
Swimming reminded her of something she used to do when she was young. Belle dipped her head under the water and pushed all her hair in front of her face. Lifting her head back up, her hair clung to her face, sufficiently concealing her face from the warm sun. "I'm a weeping willow! I'm a weeping willow!" she sang with glee.
::BLAM::
Belle fell face first into the once clear blue water, which was now tainted red, mingled with the purity of her stolen life.
--
Although there were killings going on recently, life went on, and this did not stop Turtle_Devil from going to her favorite Comedy Troupe when they were scheduled to perform in the city.
"I'm going to see the funnies! I'm going to see the funnies!" she yelled as she danced around her room, getting ready to leave.
Soon enough, it was time. The Troupe told all their usual jokes, did their physical routine ((watching someone get tripped NEVER gets old!)) and even threw in some new material, such as a pie in the face, and farting jokes. Turtle was beside herself with laughter by the end of the routine, wishing that it could go on forever.
But, alas, it did end, and eventually it was time to go home. She was the last to leave the performance space, but that was usual, she always liked to stay until the last minute, reveling in all the joy she had just experienced.
When she reached the street, she saw a peculiar looking clown. The clown had on huge red pants, a yellow shirt, blue face makeup, and was wearing a strange looking pendant in the shape of a spiral. "Great show!" she said to the clown, smiling as large as she could.
"Oh thank you!" the clown responded. "Would you like to hear some new stuff of mine? I'd like to see if it'd work well with someone who hasn't heard it a million times before."
Turtle was SURE she had just gotten the best offer she's EVER gotten in her WHOLE life. "Of course! I'd love to! Please, test anything on me!" she said, her grin growing even larger. The clown pressed a button on the pendant, which started to spin, and then started the routine.
Soon, the clown had Turtle laughing as hard as she'd ever laughed before. Hours passed, Turtles giggles never ceasing, but obviously causing her more discomfort as the night wore on.
Eventually she would be laughing so hard that she would not be able to breathe, but would keep laughing anyway, the spiral of the pendant willing her to do so.
By dawn... Turtle will have laughed herself to death...
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Egotistical Moose was jailed, Bellecat was sniped, and Turtle_Devil was killed.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 1:06 pm
GCD Sniper Game VIII: Day 7
Roger Silverwood had laid low the past few weeks. He felt that people were catching on to him, and stopped his nightly prowls, hoping to throw the pack off the scent.
It had been long enough, though, and he was ready to continue his reign of terror. He was itching for another body to die by the hand of "sweet, innocent, can't do anything wrong" Roger Silverwood. "Aaah, there is my target now" he thought, as he saw a shadowed figure walking up the path in front of him. "Right on schedule."
His target stopped walking, and stood on the dirt path, shaking slightly from either fear, or the cold. Roger took a chain out from under his cloak, and started to tip-toe up to his unsuspecting kill. "WE CAUGHT YOU RED-HANDED!" a voice cried from the bushes, and suddenly Roger was surrounded by a mob of angry villagers, pitchforks in hand. His target turned around with a smile "What, did you think we were stupid?".
Roger fell down, pushed over by the hands of the angry crowd. Feeling angry limbs beat down on him, he knew he had been beaten, and silently succumbed to the torture.
The next day, the villagers dumped Roger's bloody body into a deep hole on the outskirts of town.
"One down, one to go." a man said.
"One less person to be pushed inside the walls of the Spire of Suspicion, anyway" a woman replied.
Satisfied, the crowd went back to their daily lives, forgetting about Roger Silverwood, as if he had never existed in the first place.
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"I want candy." A Dragonflys Sin thought to herself, as she roamed the streets of the city. "I'm young... cute... persuasive... I should be able to find SOMEONE here to buy me candy!"
She headed off to the marketplace, determined to find someone to give her something sweet to eat.
"Will you give me candy?" she asked an old man.
"No, child, go away and stop being a pester." he replied.
She ran up to a woman. "Will YOU give me candy?"
"Go back to your Mommy, little girl, you don't want candy from strangers." the girl told her.
"I WANT CANDY!!!!!!" she screamed in the middle of the market, drawing a few incredulous looks her way-- and a snort, from someone lingering in an alleyway.
Sin ran up to the person in the alley. "Will you buy me candy?" she said, her eyes watering, and her lips in the perfect "I get what I want all the time" pout.
Will a roll of the eyes, the person ignored Sin, turned around, and started down the alleyway.
"NO! DON'T IGNORE ME!" Sin yelled, following the person. "I WANT
CANDY! CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The person turned around, pulled out a gun, and shot Sin square between the eyes. Giving the corpse a look of utter disgust, her killer turned away and left Sin to rot in the alley.
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Roger Silverwood, the CK, has been found out! A Dragonflys Sin has been sniped.
((I'm behind on inactivities. forgive me. They'll be caught up with tomorrow.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 1:08 pm
GCD Sniper Game VIII: Game Over
Uta Arashi kneeled beside the grave of her beloved, tears running down her cheeks. How dare they kill him. Whatever happened to a fair trial! No chance to even defend himself!
She had no idea what she would do without him. Would she continue her killing spree? After all, they were doing this as a team... was it worth it anymore?
Then and there, Uta decided to quit killing. She took her gun out from underneath her cloak and held it in her hands one last time. She would miss the power of being able to hold one's life in her own hands, of course, but her sniping days were over.
Laying the gun in her lap, she dug her hands into the dirt that Roger was buried under, making a small hole in which to bury her gun. She was so pre-occupied with her own little burial, that she failed to notice footsteps approach her from behind.
"Uta... are you okay?" Monkey said softly, behind her crying friend.
Uta jumped up, gun in hand, and pointed it straight at Monkey. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" she screamed. "YOU KILLED HIM! ALL OF YOU KILLED HIM!"
"Whoa! Uta! Please, put the gun down!" Monkey stuttered, her eyes filled with fear.
"WHY SHOULD I PUT THE GUN DOWN, IF I SHOOT YOU, IT WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN THE FIRST PERSON I'VE KILLED! I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU, MONKEY! LEAVE ME ALONE!"
By now, the sound of Uta's yelling had drawn out quite a crowd, all were headed to the direction of Roger's grave.
"But... Uta... does that mean..." Monkey started.
"YES! THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT IT MEANS! I HAVE BEEN KILLING AS WELL." Uta screamed at the top of her lungs, crying as hard as she could.
"Get her!" several members of the mob yelled. Uta pointed her gun at her approachers. "I AM NOT AFRAID TO SHOOT THIS GUN AGAIN!"
The crowd stopped, and stared at Uta as she fixed her gun once again upon Monkey's head. "In fact... I am going to make my last kill... right now." she whispered.
Uta closed her eyes, turned her gun around, and shot herself in the forehead. She fell upon her love's grave, as her blood seeped into the raw dirt above Roger's grave.
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"Here are the rules of the game" James started to say, but before he could go any further, a huge hole opened in the wall. In stared the many faces of their townspeople, smiling, informing them that the real killers had been caught, and welcoming them back into the real world.
"ITOLDYOUITWASN'TME" Bloom screamed cheerfully, as he ran through the hole "NOWLETMEBACKHOMESOICANGETABATHIREEK!"
Playing with his ponytail, GTHB slipped a smile, and followed Bloom back to the real wold.
Nymphie shot an exasperated look at Bloom, but took her place amongst the innocent once more, making sure to remind everyone that they were QUITE wrong about her being a killer.
Kairi started crying again, but this time with joy. She ran straight though the hole and into the arms of her Mommy, happy to be reunited with her at last.
Ego was the last to leave, mumbling about how she still hated them all, and if she had a chance she probably WOULD have committed those murders-- at the last moment she turned around to ask James if he was coming back as well...
...but James wasn't there anymore...
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The next day, the townspeople buried Uta next to her love, engraving an epitaph in stone to mark the day they had finally put an end to the vile killings.
It read:
Here lies Roger and Uta
They thought what they did was a hoot-a
They killed just for fun
with a knife and a gun
but we caught them at last, w00t-w00t-a!
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