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"This is RIDICULOUS! Are you CRAZY?! I'm not the Sniper! I'm not the Crazed Killer! For the love of Lanzer, I AM NOT A HAMSTER!"
Bellecat was met with giggles and snickers.
`Christa stepped forward. "You see, the giant hamster ball we encased you in not only allows you no escape, but rolling around in it charges a bunch of Double "A" batteries! Protective AND useful!"
Bellecat sat down in the center of the 20 foot ball and pouted.
"How will you feed me?"
`Christa answered again.
"You see, the material it is made from was retrieved from the remains of G-Corp and is very hi-tech. Stuff goes in, but not out."
Bellecat pressed her hand against the inside of the ball, finding it solid. Christa picked up a rock.
"There's a little knob in there that allows you to adjust the size of things coming in. You can set it from completely closed to about 6 square feet. Set it to one foot."
Bellecat did so. Christa threw the rock, sending it sailing through the ball and clacking into the far interior side.
Christa shrugged and changed the setting to closed and began to roll away.
---Later That Night---
The GCDers cringed. It was fairly obvious what had happened. `Christa was cut into several pieces, rearranged to form a smiley face.
Roy Salamandra was not too far away, a bullet in his head.
A note was left somewhere in between the two bodies, uncertain from whom it came from.
"I'm just warming up."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh......"
The GCDers looked up in alarm, expecting to see yet another dead body.
Instead, the sight was rather amusing. Bellecat was rolling out of control down a hill, her legs reaching mach speeds to keep up. She dissappeared somewhere in the bushes several kilometers off.
Bellecat has been jailed, Roy has been sniped, and `Christa has been killed.
Bellecat was met with giggles and snickers.
`Christa stepped forward. "You see, the giant hamster ball we encased you in not only allows you no escape, but rolling around in it charges a bunch of Double "A" batteries! Protective AND useful!"
Bellecat sat down in the center of the 20 foot ball and pouted.
"How will you feed me?"
`Christa answered again.
"You see, the material it is made from was retrieved from the remains of G-Corp and is very hi-tech. Stuff goes in, but not out."
Bellecat pressed her hand against the inside of the ball, finding it solid. Christa picked up a rock.
"There's a little knob in there that allows you to adjust the size of things coming in. You can set it from completely closed to about 6 square feet. Set it to one foot."
Bellecat did so. Christa threw the rock, sending it sailing through the ball and clacking into the far interior side.
Christa shrugged and changed the setting to closed and began to roll away.
---Later That Night---
The GCDers cringed. It was fairly obvious what had happened. `Christa was cut into several pieces, rearranged to form a smiley face.
Roy Salamandra was not too far away, a bullet in his head.
A note was left somewhere in between the two bodies, uncertain from whom it came from.
"I'm just warming up."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh......"
The GCDers looked up in alarm, expecting to see yet another dead body.
Instead, the sight was rather amusing. Bellecat was rolling out of control down a hill, her legs reaching mach speeds to keep up. She dissappeared somewhere in the bushes several kilometers off.
Bellecat has been jailed, Roy has been sniped, and `Christa has been killed.
I need the Sniper and Crazed Killer to PM me their kills and backup kills, the NR to request a clue, and the G-Teamers to send me their protects.
I need The jailballbird to PM me with whom she votes off.
Voting ends at 9 EST tomorrow.
