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 Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:07 pm
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.
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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: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:15 pm
Ego, 55 for 59, Scelero! Sheep Scelly!
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:16 pm
I, #67, Turtle_Devil, vote #76, Panda Pocky, because she has the number opposite of me. xD
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:21 pm
#63, voting for #74. Alucard von Dracali on the grounds of Vampiric reasoning.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:33 pm
I, #18 FortenraAskasa, vote for #18 FortenraAskasa until I find someone to vote for....#25 `Nymphie.
And, doesn't that mean that neither Monkey nor Lexii could be the CK?
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:39 pm
I number 58, Blonde Haired Kid, vote off number 6, IflanaNifi mrgreen
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:40 pm
I, 19, vote for 43, Nantooski, under the grounds that she is Nantastic.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:41 pm
#60 votes for #49. biggrin
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Wielder of Mighty Pencil!
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:46 pm
"Im more insane then you"I #3 Vote #39 shoy>.>
Heas just suspiciouse to me...>.>
Oh and If I die I demand to Thaunt SRyan in his Hcell "I'm an insane GCDSG-er
and always will be"
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:51 pm
I, #81 Sibeiko, vote for #65 Saint Alain, since he doesn't appear to be suspicious... o.o and yes, I said that right... ^_^ 
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 6:55 pm
I, #28, vote Druki, #13.
Why? Because...someone who thinks I'm suspicious no matter WHAT I am (even if I'm a dead newsreporter! o.o) just has to have something up his sleeve... ninja
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