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Mmkay so imma put all the gm apps in here. And then I guess we can vote in this thread as well. Voting ends Wednesday at 9pm est. Dont post yet please. Wait until I get all the apps up.

APPLICATION #2

It was a cold winter day in Durem City and snow was on the ground; three feet had fallen the night before and the skiing was good. Zaeyde, having just returned from her pilgrimage to the Congo decided that it was a marvelous opportunity to get back on her snowboard and totally tear the slopes up and went over to her friend `Nymphie’s house to ask her along.

`Nymphie of course thought it was a grand idea, and they piled into her shiny red Dodge Caravan, alias the Nymmievan, to make the trek to Gold Mountain. Upon their arrival Zaeyde was so hyper that she nearly ran over the person getting into the car next to theirs on her way to get a lift ticket and `Nymphie was left to apologise.

“I’m so sorry! She’s not usually like this,” `Nymphie said apologetically. The dark figure merely glared balefully after Zaeyde and got gruffly into their car. “What a rude individual!” `Nymphie exclaimed, but she eventually forgot all about it as she and Zaeyde spent a gleeful day on the fresh powder. The day drew slowly to a close, and `Nymphie found herself extremely tired; not so for Zaeyde, she was bouncing up and down, humming with energy, begging `Nymphie to go on one last run.

“I’m too tired,” `Nymphie whined, “you can go if you like, I’ll sit here and wait.” So, thus it was, Zaeyde joined the line for the lift and `Nymphie watched from the ski-up café; Zaeyde eventually made it onto the lift and began the journey to the top. Suddenly, the lift stopped, and the riders were left dangling in the cold air, as `Nymphie watched the chairs rocked back and forth and her friend Zaeyde was stuck at the highest point on the lift. All of a sudden, Zaeyde’s chair began swinging more violently, rocking back and forth, back and forth over and over again. Then, with a mighty creak, Zaeyde’s chair came free from the cable, and she was sent tumbling through the air to her death on the rocks below, clinging desperately to the chair.

“NO!” `Nymphie screamed as she saw her friend fall, so distraught was she that she didn’t even notice the small red bead of light that appeared over her heart. There was a sharp crack from the ski patrol booth at the top of the mountain and it was over in an instant, `Nymphie fell over clutching at her chest, dead before she even hit the ground.

The Sniper and Crazed Killer have returned; Zaeyde has been CKed and `Nymphie has been Sniped.

APPLICATION #4

IflanaNifi sat in her house with Merumiharu, organizing the plans for the Order meeting later that night.. Everything was in place. The new signs, the fresh tomatoes, everything. She went into the bathroom to clean her face up, grabbing a new bottle of Grombie-Fresh from the sink. Strangley, however, as she applied it, her face started itching. "NIFI! We're short on tomatoes" yelled Meru from the living room. When she got no response, she wandered towards the bathroom. She screamed when she saw Nifi. She had literaly clawed all the flesh off of her face, and layed in a heap on the floor. Meru screamed and ran for the door. Before she could reach the hallway, she crumpled to the floor, a bullet in her head.

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Roy Salamandra was dragged through the jail, failing to ninja his way out. He was thrown into what appeared to be a cell, and bumped his head on something metallic. He looked up and saw a huge android, currently slumped against the wall, deactivated. Roy sat down on a conveniantley placed bed and relaxed. Suddenly, the robot got up and turned to Roy. It made a slight click as it's hand changed into a buzzsaw and neared him. Roy eased back, trying to find a pillow to defend himself. He felt his hand grab something, and pulled it into his view. It appeared to be a remote, with only one button. He aimed the remote at the android, and pressed the button. It deactivated as he gave a sigh of relief.
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IflanaNifi has been killed, Merumiharu has been sniped, and Roy Salamandra has been killed.

APPLICATION #6


“Funny...he told me he would meet me here.." Jeff Jarrett muttered as he walked out of the city walls, glancing around. He looked to the forest of the Inbetween. The forest where the Shrine of Souls brought the souls of the dead. It was said amongst the town if you were to enter the forest you would be lost within. Never allowed out again, to live a horrible afterlife of demons.
"This isn't funny you know!" He called out, dragging his katana.
"Oh it's funny. Just not for you" A voice called out from the shadows, a cloaked figure coming into view.
Jeff glared at the person "You....What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the town square with the others trying to figure out the..." His voice was cut off by a shrill scream as the crazed killer charged the boy, cutting his left arm with one swift blow from a thick awkward looking sword, Jeff's arm and sword bouncing off across the ground.
"Don't think you will need that in the Inbetween, now let's see how thin I can slice and dice you!" A mysterious figure said, preceding to cut through the poor GCER like butter.
"Oh....So pretty!" A Dragonflys Sin said as she found the body minutes latter after wondering of to investigate the screams, swiping a little of the blood off of one of his body parts with her finger and licking it before calling on the rest of the GCDers, a few of witch stayed behind with 'something to do' in town.
"Siamese! Siamese! We should go see the gore!" `Nymphie called from the center of the town, glancing around panicked as she heard her Siamese scream.
"MERUMIHARU! this isn't funny!" She yelled, running off towards the sound of the scream, just in time too see a bullet fly through her Siamese's forehead and out the back, bringing blood and brain matter with it. 'Nymphie sobbed softly, running over to Meru's body and lifting it softly, glancing at the slash wounds and the bullet hole.
"Sniper...I Will get you...I will.." She said softly, glancing at the disregarded pistol at her side and wrapped her slender fingers around the grip slowly.
"Left the weapon? thats weird unless.." Her eyes grew wide, a growing crowd of GCSGers forming around her and her Siamese's body.
"I told you! I saw `Nymphie do it with my own eyes!" Someone called from the back of the crowd, mumbles of agreement spreading through it.
"I didn't! I couldn't! I would never!" `Nymphie said, dropping the weapon.
"But we caught you red handed!" roared through the crowd as they wrestled 'Nymphie away from Meru's body before dragging her to the jail, kicking and screaming.
The jail itself looked different then normal as she was tossed in. There was a second door that was left open even after the GCSGers and slammed and locked the cell door shut. A small girl with hallowed eyes and skin as pail as a December snow walked in through the open door.
"You can walk right out anytime you wish you know 'Nymphie. You can be with your Siamese for ever. All you have to do is fallow me right out this door, and into the Inbetween"
"But if I went out into the Inbetween I would..."
"Die?" The little girl said, her small mouth forming into a small smile.
"But you would be with your Siamese" She said, walking out. 'Nymphie shuck her head, glancing at the cold cobblestone ground.
"I can't do anything to catch the sniper if I leave this jail...once I get enough people I guess I will...Find out with them who it is, and submit it to those who are free. One of the groups have to catch the sniper.." She mumbled, glancing out the open door.
"I won't go through there till then"
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Latter that night, Bellcat wondered off into the forest of the Inbetween. Ignoring everyone else's rumors.
She was never seen again.


Jeff Jarrett has been killed, Merumiharu has been sniped, `Nymphie has been jailed.
Bellecat has gone inactive.

APPLICATION #8


This scenario involves the characters Sniper, Crazed Killer(CK), NewsReporter, G Team, "Bob"(an inactive), "Tim" and "Suzy". And "Bill". And then some other random 'normal gaians' that I don't feel like naming right now.
No character is based on a person pre-existing [on gaia, at least].

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In this Town, there were winners, and there were losers. The winners lived, and the losers died. So many people had died here the townspeople couldn't remember the Town's name. And while new names were thought of, they were forgotten when the town died again.

The cycle had already restarted. There had already been two deaths each night before today.

But, those tales were for another day. Today was Tim's nineteenth birthday, and he wasn't going to let anything happen to him.
As was tradition, the sniper had only killed at night. So when Tim put on his headset to play his latest version of Risk the Online Edition, he expected today to be a good day.

Turning 19, conquering the world, having a party later, y'know - The works.

However, when it hit noon, outside Tim's scheme to nuke Russia(Risk got some updates...), Suzy was was busy finishing up a snowman.
She had just stabbed the carrot into the head of it, and was looking over her work with pride. A frown crossed her face when she realized the white segmented figure needed something more. "Hrm..." She thought to herself, hand to chin.

A shot rang through the air, and an upstring of blood stained the snowman from Suzy's head.
From more than one hundred feet away in the woods, the sniper chuckled to himself while he looked on through his scope, admiring what he had just done. "It needed more color" were the words he told the now lifeless corpse from his camouflaged hideaway.

Bob had been passing the street as Suzy was shot, and his face was in a dumbfounded "D:" state, mouth agape. He didn't move as the news reporter closed in on the scene.

"In an amazing change of tradition, the Sniper has shot someone in bright daylight!" The reporter looked around overdramatically, as if scanning the hills for their unseen enemy. "Where could he be? Who could he be? Let's ask this man, here!"

The reporter shoved the microphone into Bob's face, which was still modeled after a gonk emote.

"Please, tell us what you saw," The reporter urged.

Bob didn't move, nor change expression.

The reporter bonked the inactive man on the head with her microphone, and he fell to the ground, seeming to melt into the snow. "It appears the sniper has shot poor Suzy in the ear as she was making a snowman.." the television icon continued, turning her attention to the more active of the two Gaians... Even if the more active one was now dead.

Elsewhere, the two G Team members were already suiting up. "It won't be long until CK shows up," the first said to the other.
The second followed suit, "But shooting someone at noon? This sniper must be more crafty than the last. We've gotta keep our guards up."

Not two minutes passed before they were both dawning black leather outfits that masked their identities and forms. Only stopping to strike a quick pose, they quickly ran off to protect the Gaians they so loved.

"What's this?!" The news reporter's getup was inconspicuous - no one was to know her true identity, although her excitement almost betrayed her at this moment. "My friends," she recouped, shouting into the camera with her mic in tow, "The Sniper has given us our hint!"

The Sniper, in his faraway hiding place, was on his cellphone, still looking through his scope. "Think the opposite of what you do," he told the cellphone. The reporter was about to repeat his words when he pulled the trigger again.

The G Team leaped into action, though. For they knew, that if the newsreporter revealed this hint, the sniper would kill her. It was customary to never give hints like this. Therefore, it couldn't possibly be a real hint!

The reporter fell down just as she began "think the", and the pile of unidentifiable uniformed people rolled around on the ground, trying to protect the reporter, who was currently sandwiched inbetween the two. A rather precarious situation, if one would admit.

There was a distinctive "click" in the reporter's earpiece, however, followed by a disgruntled "Damn... I was sure I had more than one..."

Now she knew she was safe. At least for now.

But that didn't stop poor little Tim's door being kicked in at 12:20. The sound effects were too loud in his headphones for him to hear the things going on outside, and before he knew it, a person named CK was in his house.

He turned around at the sound to see a figure clad in duct tape. He had a maniacal smile on his face with random appliances taped to him. He had a robot vocalizer thing taped to his adam's apple and a cigarette in a hole in his chest - one of the only places that wasn't covered with silver duck brand tape. The cig was smoking something awful.

Tim would've coughed if he weren't struck with the horrible realization of what was about to happen to him.

The duct taped killer in a craze jumped on him in a fit of smoke-induced ecstasy. Knives taped to the thing's hands cut through Tim's sides like... Well... Knives cutting through geeky pale skin.

Blood splashed everywhere, from the keyboard, monitor, to the Final Fantasy poster hanging on the wall. Yet the Crazed Killer didn't speak until Tim was a heap of bleeding flesh on the floor.

CK Looked at the screen. It was a dialog box asking if Tim was sure he wanted to nuke Russia.

CK's roboticized voice rang out. "Would you like to play a game?"
The figure looked down at Tim, who appeared to have just been through a huge blender. "AHAHAHAHAHA....."


Two hours passed. Gaians were unsure what they were to do. Both killings had happened earlier than expected. Half of a clue that wasn't a clue had been said. Both G Team members had protected the same person... Should they vote now? Or should they wait?
If all the rules were being broken, would would stop the sniper or CK from killing more than once in a day?

About the confused shuffling, one Gaian spoke up. "Only one person could disrupt all the traditions like this!" She screamed.
"It's someone we always knew would turn on us!" She pointed to Bill, who had been the subject of discussion for being quite rude, lately.

Bill took a few steps back. "What? You guys can't handle a few little flames? You're just upset because I pwned you in fishing!"

Another Gaian stepped in. "You cheat! Because you're the SNIPER!"
"That is the lamest accusation I've ever heard!" Bill shot back.

A riot ensued and the vote ended early. Could you guess who won?

Suzy has been sniped, Tim a victim of the crazed killer, Bob kicked due to inactivity, and Bill has been jailed.

Everything about today had been so awkward. So many rules had been broken, traditions sabotaged. That could only leave one conclusion.

This game wasn't real.
Or is it?
SUSPICIOUS.

APPLICATION #10

"Sucker love is heaven sent.
You pucker up, our passions spent."
The music blared in KingShoy's ears as he jogged around the perimeter of the floating house.
Shoy's gPod was in fact much louder than the sound of an M24 SMS .905 calibre rifle being cocked behind him.
"Sucker love, a box I choose.
No other box I choose to use."
The steely whine of a bullet being slid into the chamber should have sent chills down Shoy's spine. However, he continued to jog, oblivious to the impending danger.

The sniper followed KingShoy around the corner of the house. He readied himself, allowing the crosshairs to fall slowly on the back of Shoy's head.It is true that, while the maximum volume of a gPod is much louder than both the cocking of a gun and the sliding of a bullet, it doesn't hold a candle to the sound of an army grade rifle being fired.
"
Cuz theres nothing else to do,
Every me and every you."
-BLAM-

Kingshoy whipped around to see a silver bullet the thickness of his arm whizzing towards him. It was unfortunate the bullet was large enough to be slowed down by wind resistance. If it were smaller, it would have reached Shoy by now, and he wouldn't have to experience the split second of terror he was feeling at that very moment. The bullet passed through his spinal chord, blowing his head several metres into the air. The earbuds of his gPod remained in his hears as his head in a nearby bush.
"I serve my head up on a plate.
Its only comfort, calling late.
Cuz theres nothing else to do,
Every me and every you."

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Merumiharu had a brilliant idea. The kind of idea that shakes the world on its hinges. Or at least she thought so.
Every person the Crazy killer had killed so far had been pushed over the edge of the floating house in some way or another. And yet people continued to walk, run, and picnic in the gardens around the edge. Nobody had put two and two together, except for Meru. She decided to lock herself in the room in the exact centre of the house, as far away from every edge as possible. After pouring over the house's blueprints, she worked out that the central point was a stall in the men's bathrooms on the third floor.

This was bad news for all of the men in the house, who spent hours begging and pleading to Meru.
"Nu-uh. I ain't coming out until the Crazed Killer is caught or dead."
Then the men came together and hatched a plan.
"Meru," one of them said in a sweet voice, "we caught the killer, you can come out now."
Meru wasn't giving up yet. "Then who was it?!"
"Uhm, er, well-" he never got a chance to finish, because at that point, their conversation was interrupted by a loud crash.

Meru, and the entire toilet she was in began sliding towards the edge of the house, crushing every room in its way. She screamed and ran towards the door, but realised she had flushed the key down the toilet in what she realised now was a fit of stupidity. The toilet tumbled to the ground, and continued on its path towards the edge. Meru could only scream as she felt herself become weightless. The room plummeted towards the ground, leaving the house sans a member and a toilet.

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If Meru were still alive, she might have been interested in taking screaming lessons from [Q]. [Q] was an incredibly good screamer, the type of screamer who can shatter glasses with his scream. He demonstrated this all the way up the seventeen flights of the stairs leading to the jail tower. Around the eleventh flight, the poor GCDers carrying him began to cry from the headaches [Q]'s screaming had given them.
"I've never killed anyone in my life!" he shouted."
He didn't notice a small grey lock appear in front of his chest, indicating that he was lying.
"OBJECTION!" one of the carriers shouted. "I saw you squash a bug last week. And if you killed one thing, you've probably killed more!" The little grey lock shattered to pieces, and these pieces began bouncing down the stairs with tiny thuds.

As [Q] was thrown into jail, the carriers called into the dark room.
"Who do you guys want?" one cried.
"Give us a second!" Mori Bokusochi called back. "Newcomer, any news from outside?"
"People are sort of suspicious of Zen FallPaw, I guess." [Q] croaked, his voice strained from the twenty minutes of screaming.
"We'll take Zen FallPaw then!" Mori cried back to the guards, who went of to fetch him. Luckily for them, Zen had lost his voice earlier that week.

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Sibeiko became convinced that he could pull the walls of his room together to make a four dimensional object. Uta Arashi and `Nymphie decided to help him, and they spent a few hours tugging at the walls. Nobody knows what became of them, but from then on his room had a strange habit of intersecting itself an infinite number of times in a single second.

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KingShoy has been sniped.
Merumiharu has been crazily killed.
[Q] has been jailed by the peoples' vote.
Zen FallPaw has been jailed by the Jailees' vote.
Sibeiko, Uta Arashi, and `Nymphie have gone inactive.

APPLICATION #12

There was a chill in the air as the wind blew. The sun had set merely minutes ago, but it felt as cold as midnight. It was one of those nights that reminds a person of what winter was about, but most Gaians barely noticed. The thing causing them to shiver was the recent outbreaks of murders in the area, and to make things worse, there were two killers instead of one. The site of Merumiharu and Nymphie that first night had been horrible, but last nights public display of Sendryl being pulled apart by the clockhands of the bell tower may have beat it, even without Surrecrux being shot during the panic.
But that was in the past, and everyone was gathering at the Gambino Mansion. The group had been working some clues and everyone knew one person was going to be arrested. Well almost everyone, that person obviously, did not. They filed in from the cold and gathered in the main hall, several heaters had been setup for comfort. Gambino appeared with the Zurg mother at a podium.
"I THINK WE'VE ALL HAD ENOUGH, RIGHT!?" Johnny shouted to the crowd.
"YEAH!" They replied in unison.
"Bring the accused forward!" Johnny said as one person was shoved from the crowd landing on his knees, confused.
"KASHI! YOU ARE ACCUSED OF MURDER! TAKE HIM AWAY! BWA HA HA HA HA!"
Kashi struggled to plee for his life as several officers pulled him back into the night.
Gambino stepped back from the podium and began to converse with the Zurg Mother.
The crowd began to nervously stir small groups forming to talk and chatter, some asking if it was really over. Slowly the began to spread out in the hall, some seeking out heaters and other looking for chairs. The truth was no one wanted to leave, it just felt safer.
Kashi was hurrled into the Jail cell, his boney-helm clunking against the floor. Padme helped him two his feet, "shhh, there is something here." Kashi just starred back as a shadow darted across the room.
"Whatsthat?" Kashi whispered.
"The thing in here, I dont know what." Padme replied.
Neither of them moved, they stood together watching the dark. The resembled a pillar in the moonlight, silent and steady. Neither would sleep until the sun had arisen.
Back at the gathering things were lightening up and several people had left. Johnny had stepped out to check somethings but Mother still stood at the podium watching. Johnny suddenly reappeared, slamming a door open in his wake. Several people jumped and Mother Zurg even fell forward onto the podium. Edmund of H.R. Wesley and Edmond Dantes charged the stairs to assist the alien tycoon. They reached the green one the same time as Johnny, but Mother hadnt moved. The crowd watched as suddenly Mother leapt up onto the podium and kicked Edmond Dantes backwards down the stairs before collapsing off the balcony itself. The crowd ran forward reaching Edmond and Mother at the same time. Two wooden crosses crashed down onto of the motionless alien.
"OMG IT WAS A PUPPET!" Someone screamed as they looked upwards to see a person dart from the highest level of the hall.
"After them qui..." Someone else tried to say but was silenced by the lights shutting off.
The entire crowd murmered to itself pulling in, but a load noise pierced the air and a flash of light accompanied it.
"OH SHI...SNIPER!" was the cry this time.
The lights flickered back on and Johnny K. Gambino Stumbled down the stairs coming to a standing stop at the bottom. At his feet was Edmond Dantes, his eyes glazing over, dead from his fall down the stairs.
"BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA. Nothing can stop me!" Johnny exclaimed, "The G-Team warned me BWA HA HA HA HA!" Johnny's hand raised revealing a shattered Pocket watch with a bullet in it. The crowd clapped, The most powerful man in Gaia, lived up to his title once more.
Later that night, Leon had grave news to report, BakaTulip and Nantooski had been found dead. It appeared as if they had wandered out onto the snow and ice covered lake by accident and found a patch of thin ice. Unfortuately, Logan wasnt fishing or they might of been saved. They were added to the obituaries.
`Kashi has been Jailed
Edmond Dantes has been Killed
Johnny K. Gambino was saved from Sniping by G-Team
BakaTulip and Nantooski have gone Inactive.

Ah like numabh 3.