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 Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 11:56 am
Memberlist
Dark red = Killed
Dark blue=Jailed.
Cyan=Inactive
Green=Dropped Out
1. Fortenra Askasa - Dark Newsreporter
2. Draconissa
3. Kitty Krazy
4. The Peanut Smuggler
5. Hirun Hikari
6. [N]ymphie
7. K I N G S H O Y
8. Flying.Popcorn
9. Shurimpu Kabobber Podima
10. Spontaneous-Spork
11. Panda Pocky
12. Bellecat
13. pottersprincess
14. Vlad D. Tepes - Crazed Killer
15. Roy Salamandra
16. Ei-Kichi St Alth
17. `S P A N D E X -Light Newsreporter
18. Xairip
19. Insomnesiac
20. Inasanemonkey1230
21. Tedie Behr
22. korikun the cat
23. A n g e l z
24. Guccigirl247
25. Hakikomi
26. A Dragonflys Sin
27. Heart Shaped Toastie
28. Egotistical Moose
29. Turtle_Devil -Medium
30. HDogXero
31. Veliofi
32. Schoogie
33. Merumiharu
34. Merty
35. Chikorin Moonie
36. L Y Z Z A C I O U S` DB
37. Amigo_amigo_amigo
38. Padme Potter of Hobbiton
39. Buzzkid24
40. the posthuman apparatus - G-Team
41. Ismaru Windsoul
42. iPocky`
43. Sieg Reyu.2
44. Sylfaen - Lawyer
45. Merriweather
46. Sae25 -G-Team
47. Wrendraith.
48. `Christa
49. Kimilia
50. pixychick6988
51. Lady Rai
52. Edmond Dantes
53. Anael De Ezra
54. Sibeiko
55. ~Volt.Cyver~
56. Sendryl
57. Tenaga Dragon
58. Pie The Trilogy
59. [Moseley]
60. Sheena Ayame
61. Mori Bokusochi
62. Chibi-Meower
63. Zaeyde
64. s h i z z e h
65. Parking Lot
66. MonJ
67. The Sexy G
68. Cube B
69. Azrael Makar
70. holidaytrasher13 -Sniper
71. [Cherry.Wine]
72. s a x e
73. [ dont~eat~lead ]
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 11:58 am
Day one
“Welcome…. to your future demise!”
`Aine Chievious lifted her head, at the voice that spoke. She had been knocked out, with a rock, and was just now regaining consciousness.
“GCDSG…. Gamemaster?” Her small voice slurred, showing her slight delirium, and possibly a concussion.
The figure in front of her, a dark cloaked individual, grinned somewhat creepily. Suddenly, it spoke, its voice echoing throughout the basement they were in.
“So when do we play? I like games, do you like games? I love Monopoly, myself! I’m going to own you so hard, that you will die rather painfully. Haha!”
Aine blinked. This mule just wanted to play Monopoly? That’s it? He just knocked her out, dragged her out of her home, taken her here, and acted as if he was going to kill her, all for a board game?
“Let’s start, shall we?” Gamemaster happily walked over to a shelf, brought out Clue, and started to set it up on a table. It appeared as though he had changed his mind, and went for a mystery style game.
Aine decided to play with him, despite her head hurting, and the game was almost done, when Gamemaster realized that all the cards, judging by his piece of paper with the list of names, objects, and locations, had all been filled up, but none appeared to be the murderer.
“I’m going to see what’s in the pile, and then we’ll start over” he announced to Aine, picking up the cards, and checking them. “Let’s see…. it was the Sniper, in the basement, with a sniper rifle.”
BLAM! Gamemaster slumped down, a bullet in the side of his head. Aine looked up, and saw that a dark figure, wearing a cloak with a hood, had been at a small window in the basement this entire time, and was now running away, a rifle in plain sight. Aine blinked, and ran outside, to catch the murderer. After a few minutes, she gave up, seating herself on a park bench, in the spring daylight. That murderer had it coming. Sure, Gamemaster was a tad bit annoying, but he didn’t deserve to die. She would track this person down, and open up a can of Whoopass on them. She would-
A few sounds were heard behind her, and Aine spun around, gazing in horror. Someone was right behind her, holding a sharp looking knife.
“YOU!” she screamed, her finger pointing. She stood up, gazed in horror for a few moments, and ran, ran like the wind. Her breath came out in huffs and puffs, and she was just simply terrified. However, halfway down the street, she felt an intense pain in her leg, and looked down, seeing that she had stepped on a bear trap. It was already getting dark, and no one else, other than the Crazed Killer, was outside at this moment.
`Aine Chievious died some time later, of blood loss.
GCDSG-Gamemaster has been sniped, and `Aine Chievious has been CK’d.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:00 pm
Day Two
The Sexy G ran around the square, screaming about various things. No one knew if it was hysteria, due to the killings, or if he was just being weird.
“I SAW G-TEAM DOING SEXUAL ACTS! I AM THE SNIPER! Wait, no, I AM NOT THE SNIPER! See? I’ll prove it! See this journal entry? HUH? It says…um…. I …am the Sniper.”
The Gaians whispered among themselves, and, after a few minutes of G’s racket, grabbed him and started towards the jail.
“Hey, what are you doing? I said I wasn’t! Let go of me!”
They dragged G into a cell, and locked it, causing him to shout even more.
“Once I get out of here, I shall kill you all, and then your children! Just watch!” He yelled at the Gaians, causing one to spin around and say “Well, it was a bad idea to write that you’re the Sniper in your journal.”
G plopped himself onto the ground, sighing. Who knows how long he’d be here? He was innocent, and he got in here just because he was causing mischief. And now, he was stuck in a cell, with no running water, no food, no entertainment…it was going to be quite boring.
G suddenly felt a small gust in the cell, even though there were no open windows. A pulling sensation came over G’s body, mostly in the back. He looked behind him, and saw that he was being sucked into a portal of some sort. All of the sudden, he blacked out.
When he came to his senses, G saw he wasn’t in the cell anymore. Instead, he appeared to be in some sort of bank. G lifted himself off the ground, and saw he was wearing a strange orange outfit, complete with a cape. He gasped, and looked around. The colors were just too…bright to be anywhere he knew. He then saw that a robbery was taking place.
“Give me all your money!” a man screamed at the teller, holding a gun, and waving a brown bag in her face. The teller, scared to death, proceed to put dollar bills in the bag, until someone from behind G said “LOOK! It’s Captain G!”, pointing directly in his direction.
Little did he know at this point, he had been sucked into a superhero-type comic book, that the Warden was now reading, watching his antics, and cackling. All that mad scientist work that the Warden had been doing had paid off.
Later that day…
Pie the Trilogy was excited! He managed to receive a concert ticket to see Mergie, an upcoming sensation! And she was coming to this town! Sure, he never heard any of her music, but hey, it’s a concert, and he would be getting out of the house, right?
He packed several objects in a tote bag, and drove to the concert hall. He handed his ticket in to the guard, and went into the air-conditioned building. Several people were milling about, getting snacks, T-Shirts, and other miscellaneous objects. In half an hour, the actual concert would begin, and everyone would go into the theater room. He decided to get a T-Shirt, and went over to the booth.
However, he realized he forgot to bring actual money, when they asked for the money to pay it.
“Uh…I forgot to bring money. Sorry about that. Do you accept Vesta?”
All this entire time, a dark figure was watching from the shadows. It was nearby the speakers in the theater room, and silently waiting, with a small bottle of water. It knew that no one else, at this moment, was in theater room, aside from their future victim, who was now coming in, so it could have as much fun as it wanted. When Pie came over nearby, it pushed the speakers, right on top of him. When Pie saw the creepy grin, and the speakers on top of him, he showed an expression of shock (well, as far as shock goes when you’re in pain).
“Well, nobody’s paying attention, so…” The Crazed Killer made an insane cackle, and as they walked away, they tossed the open water bottle over their shoulder, right on top of the speakers, which had Pie underneath them.
The Crazed Killer turned around, watched Pie get electrocuted, and added, with another insane cackle “To quote Budacris; If you ain’t got no money take yo’ broke a** home!”
Meanwhile…
Fortenra Askasa happily skipped through the town square, completely in oblivious bliss. He was about to go to his favorite bakery, where they sold what tasted like heaven on earth: muffins, of all sorts, including blueberry, poppy seed, cinnamon, just about every type of muffin you could think of. And they all tasted quite divine.
He went inside the bakery, ordered a poppy seed muffin, and sat down, biting into his treat. He looked around, at the din that was post-jailing, and went back to the newspaper article he was reading.
Suddenly, a shot ran out, causing everyone in the shop to stand up, except for Fort, who was being pushed to the ground, by someone. A vase directly behind Fort shattered; indicating that it had received the bullet, and Fort must had been the target.
Fort stood up, to thank his savior, but they had already left the bakery, running into the large crowd outside. He looked around, saw the broken vase, and approached the owner.
“Uh… I’ll pay for the vase, if you want me to.”
The Sexy G has been jailed, Pie the Trilogy has been crazily killed, and Fortenra Askasa has been saved from the Sniper by the G-Team.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:01 pm
"]“You can’t escape justice!” they yelled at her, as they thrust `Christa into the cell. They were surprised, however, not to see G anywhere.
“What happened?”
“I don’t know. Let’s just leave this place."
About several minutes later, Christa found herself plummeting to the ground, in a strange place, just as G had the day before. She lifted herself off the ground, and brushed the dirt off her clothes, only to see her outfit changed from her normal clothes, to something that looked like a superhero outfit from a comic book or something.
“Oh, you too? This is really weird….” A voice came from behind her, and she looked, seeing G, in a similar outfit, only orange.
“Uh…G? Is that you? Where are we? And why are we wearing these stupid outfits?” Christa asked, looking around her surroundings, and seeing she was in an alleyway of some sort.
“I don’t know. But, apparently, I’m supposed to fight crime, because I had to stop a robbery on my own, and… I can do this!” G walked over to a nearby dumpster, and picked it up, as if it were an empty cardboard box. He then threw it in Christa’s direction, and it landed directly behind her, slightly exploding as it did.
“Dangit. Don’t scare me like that. Wait, why did that explode?” She asked, right after she got off the ground from ducking. “So, we should ask around, to see where we are.”
G looked around, and pointed behind him. “Hey, let’s go ask that giant rabbit robot over there.”
Later that day….
The posthuman apparatus went by a lot of names. Alain… James… SysMal…. He went by those three, and possibly more. However, none of them expressed his true duty. He had a job to do, and he was sticking to it.
Alain looked out at a nearby house, with binoculars, and trying to find any shady individuals hanging around, especially with any weapon. His primary goal? Make sure the Sniper or CK didn’t kill the Gaian sleeping within that house. He readjusted himself, muttering about how hard it was to remain hidden in the bushes. However, on a plus side, the night air was good tonight.
Alain felt himself nod off for a bit, until he heard a voice, waking him up completely.
“I knew you’d be here…. You have your duty…. and I have mine…. heh heh. “
Alain looked at the direction of the voice, and gasped in shock. The voice came from a shadowy figure, holding a cigarette lighter, and wearing their usual creepy grin.
“What do you want? You do realize that you can’t kill the one in there? Why are you here?” Alain demanded, while lifting himself off the ground.
“Oh…. Nothing big…. I just want to KILL YOU!!!” The CK cackled, and before Alain could respond, he felt himself being grabbed, and the cigarette lighter being pushed deep into his arm. He struggled, but the CK had a firm grip, almost piecing Alain’s flesh with their fingernails.
“See how that feels? It is a feeling of pain, from burning! And you’ll receive more of it, my G-Team friend!” the CK laughed manically.
They lit Alain’s clothes on fire this time, and walked away, laughing their head off. Alain couldn’t find a water source in time, to prevent himself from burning to death.
Ouch.
Meanwhile….
K I N G S H O Y waited in line, for auditions. Apparently, they were having an open call for a new Visane commercial, and he knew he’d play the part well. He knew the product phrase from the commercials (“There’s a Visane for that!”), and he remembered them bit-by-bit. Shoy was going to be happy if he got the part; he always wanted to be in a Visane commercial, for some reason.
However, the line was going extremely slow, and he had been there for about an hour. He sighed to himself, and wished he could sit down, resting his feet. But, he could take this, since he wanted to be in a commercial.
Shoy looked ahead, and saw that a dark cloaked figure was lurking in the shadowy areas of the room. He saw them lift a rifle, and Shoy’s eyes grew in terror.
“Oh, no… It’s the-“
BLAM! Shoy fell to the ground, a bullet in his head. Several people in front of him and behind him ran over, some screaming, some crying, and some shouting.
Meanwhile, back where the Sniper was, there was a small note, the letters cut from magazine articles. It read “Long lines? There’s a bullet for that.”
`Christa has been jailed, the posthuman apparatus, a G-Team member, has been killed, and K I N G S H O Y has been sniped.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:02 pm
Day 4
“G! No! It’s a GIANT ROBOT.” Christa ran after G, who walked up to a giant robot, that looked like a rabbit of some sort, and was holding a giant container of a liquid, that said on the side of it…. “hair growth formula”?
“Excuse me…. Uh…. giant bunny robot? Where are we?” G asked the robot, who just looked in his direction, and splashed some of the formula on to him. Somehow, within a few seconds, G had become covered in hair, from his head, and looked like a certain character from a somewhat old but still remembered TV show, that was covered in hair.
“Aw, great. SEE what happened, G? I’ll take care of this…” Christa sighed, and walked up to the robot. “Hi, we would like to know where exactly we are, and don’t use that hair formula on me.”
The bunny robot spun around, and sprayed some of the formula in her direction. However, Christa was in one place in one second, then there was a blur, and Christa was gone. In another few seconds, she was directly behind the BunnyBot.
“Oh, want to play? Fine. But… I like my hair the way it is.” She said, her hair still its usual length. While all this was happening, a shuriken hit the robot, square in the head. It collapsed to the ground, and then exploded (although no one was hurt).
Christa looked around, and asked to herself and G “What just happened?”
G made a few noises, that couldn’t be distinguishable from all that hair. However, a single figure walked out of the shadows.
“Hello, you two. What is going on? Where are we?” it asked, and it walked out further, revealing himself as Ismaru Windsoul.
Later on….
S a x e scooted into the theater, a bag of popcorn in his hands. Tonight, he was going to see House on Haunted Hill. He sat down in a seat, staring at the screen. Four minutes until show time. He came just in time. And everyone else was just getting seated. Soon, two people sat on both sides of him, one of which he recognized as Bellecat, who was blowing bubble gum, and popping it every few minutes. A lot of the other people were doing things like throwing popcorn, tossing fireballs, and the like, which Saxe hoped that they would stop when the movie began.
When the movie started, he sat, his attention to the screen, and munching on his popcorn. He saw a red beam of a laser pointer on the screen, and sighed. Those goons just couldn’t stop themselves. Saxe told himself to just pay attention to the actual movie, when he saw it move, in the direction of Belle. It suddenly occurred to him that the guys with the laser pointers had green lasers, while this one was red.
BLAM! Belle slumped over, bleeding from the back of her head, and some blood spraying Saxe and his popcorn. Saxe stood up in shock, felt like he was going to be sick, and ran towards the direction of the bathrooms. The figure on the other side of him stood up as well, and calmly followed Saxe, smiling a little…odd. Saxe encountered the figure when he was leaving the bathroom.
Just as people were leaving the theater after the show, they saw Saxe’s body, lying on the ground, decapitated. Several people gasped in shock, several turned around, about to be sick, and one person fainted. However, some people had the nerve to ask about the head, which was nowhere in sight.
After everyone left, the janitor cleaned up the bodies, and gave them in to the coroner, who was taking the bodies in for an autopsy. Suddenly, a scream came from the concessions stand, as the worker there was cleaning out the large popcorn popper for the day.
The question regarding Saxe’s head had been answered.
All this time, Korikun the cat, Xairip, Shurimpu Kabobber Podima, Schoogie, pixychick6988 , Chibi-Meower, and Edmond Dantes were on a camping trip, but their bodies weren't found until the next morning, sliced open, and stuffed with marshmellows.
Ismaru Windsoul has been jailed, S a x e has been crazily killed, and Bellecat has been sniped. Korikun the cat, Xairip, Shurimpu Kabobber Podima, Schoogie, pixychick6988 , Chibi-Meower, and Edmond Dantes have gone inactive.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:04 pm
Day 5
This was just too easy. The mortals thought that it was one among them, doing all the slayings. But, little did they know, they were dealing with a monster of darkness; a being that had lived longer than most of them. It was nosferatu, often known as a vampire, doing all of those murders, starting with the girl, `Aine Chievious. And, today, another would die by his hands. This idea, of making it look like a mortal was doing it, was working perfectly.
He saw his target; a young woman, ordering a caramel frappucino, at the FarBucks he was lurking. Perfect. The CK knew Padme Potter of Hobbiton would drop her guard, allowing herself to become victim to a creature of the night.
He silently followed her out of the shop, a creepy grin on his face. He could already see the red blood flowing out of her. Padme wouldn’t even know what hit her. And then, he could get out the small container that he had, and fill it with her blood after she was dead. Like he did with the rest of the victims, a few minutes after they had parted this world. He would eventually drink it.
The CK snuck up behind Padme, a knife in his hand. He then said in a creepy tone “Hello, young one. Dare to die?”
Padme gasped as she turned around, and felt herself being stabbed repeatedly. Vlad D. Tepes cackled to himself, his bloodlust apparent in his eyes and visible fangs. After Padme was killed, he gently carved a line across her wrist, allowing the blood to drain into the cup. Dinner was almost ready.
Suddenly, a Gaian, walking outside in the night air, saw the scene, and screamed. Several people ran to check it out, and saw Vlad, and what he was doing.
“Why are you doing this, you sicko?” one cried out, trying to hold tears away. Vlad stood up, and threw his cup onto the ground.
He then declared “What is a man? A miserable pile of secrets!” cackling somewhat like a loon.
“Get him!” the Gaians shouted, grabbing Vlad, and dragging him towards the jail.
Little did the Gaians, and the new superheroes in the Comicjail know, that there was going to be a new terror in the universe of the Comicjail. For wherever there are heroes, there are villains. And Vlad was going to be a new villain in town.
Later….
Cube B was happy. The CK was caught, and that meant one less Killer. No more vampires on the streets! No more gruesome murders! They just needed to figure out who the Sniper was, and then there would be no more! He happily skipped.
As he walked to his house, a dark figure smiled to itself. Another day, another dead. Cube would be dead, like the rest of them. It waited as Cube unlocked the door, pointing its rifle at his head. However, a second figure ran up to the house, huffing as they did.
“Cube! Do you mind if I check something about your bushes?” it asked, and Cube, slightly confused, nodded. The figure knelt down, a taser in their hand. Before the Sniper knew what was going on, it felt pain, from the electrical surge, making it cry out in pain. The G-Team member glanced at the bushes again, making the Sniper realize that it had been found out. Quickly running away, and muttering obscenities, the Sniper was clearly upset.
Meanwhile, Veliofi's body was found, drowned in Bass'Ken Lake. Apparently, she went for a swim, but had forgotten to wait an hour after eating.
Padme Potter of Hobbiton has been killed, and Vlad D. Tepes, the Crazed Killer, has been caught! Cube B has been rescued by the G-Team. Veliofi has gone inactive.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:05 pm
Day 6
MonJ grabbed a wooden soapbox, and stood up on it, clearing his throat. He then made his announcement.
“Everyone…. ladies… gentleman…. Zoidberg…. I know who the Sniper is.”
Several people turned towards J, in shock. However, when they did, J said, “Of course, I’m not telling you. I have loyalties to them.”
“Loyalties? Yeah, sure. And I’m sure that telling everyone you know this is loyal” Fort shouted, grabbing J’s journal, and flipping through it. Suddenly, his eyes turned wide from shock.
“HE CALLED ME FORTISSIMO!” Fort yelled, making a face that looked similar to a certain emote.
“WHAT?!” several Gaians grabbed the journal out of Fort’s hands, and read through it. “Oh, no…. he’s been giving a lot of nicknames to people. That…is….SUSPICIOUS.”
Before J could respond, he felt himself being grabbed, and dragged towards the cell. He barely had time to stand up, before he was in the Comicjail, seeing Christa, G, and Ismaru.
“Hey guys, where are we?” he asked, rubbing his head, and looking at his newly changed clothes.
“None of us have no idea, but G thinks we have been sucked into a comic book, for some reason.” Christa said, glancing at the still hair-ridden superhero. “Hey….”
Christa counted on her fingers, and her eyes grew with mild horror. “Wait, G was first here, right? And then me, then Ismaru, then you. That’s four people. G has been here for 5 days. So… where’s the fifth?”
G mumbled something like “I don’t know, don’t ask me.”
“Well, lets hope that they are back in the cell, instead of this bizarre place.” Ismaru said, hitting a garbage can with one of his chains, as the group walked along.
All this time, a dark figure was watching. Although the lighting was a little bad, you could see the smile on the person’s face, revealing sharp fangs, ready to pierce human flesh.
Meanwhile….
Buzzkid24 fumed. He was playing cards, with the Cardbot. And he was losing. Quite miserably, in fact. The Cardbot was incapable of emotion, sure, but he hoped it could feel pain. Buzz just wanted to smash the dang thing.
He bet three tokens, and watched as the cards flew in front of him, from the Cardbot’s “mouth”, if it could even be called that. Buzz smiled to himself, and shouted in happiness, when he saw what it was.
“BLACKJACK! YES! I totally OWN you!” he danced around the table, Cardbot still showing no emotion, but Jinx and Russel Ace staring, their jaws open wide. “I own you! I own you! I own you! What do you feel, you piece of metal?”
BLAM! Buzz fell down, bleeding from the head due to a bullet. Russel and Jinx at first had no idea where the bullet came from, and started to look around. After a few minutes, they found the answer.
Cardbot had a few new wires, coming from it, and some old ones rearranged. When they disassembled it, they found several of the wires connecting with a small pistol.
Apparently, the Sniper had been working on their robot programming skills.
Meanwhile, as the two casino workers were trying to fix Cardbot, the new in-built pistol went off, shooting a nearby bystander, Heart Shaped Toastie, in the chest, killing her. “……….Oops?” Jinx said, showing resemblance to another emote, this time one involving a sweat drop.
Meanwhile, Parking Lot was eating the popcorn from the movie theater. Little did she know, it was the popcorn that had Saxe's head in it. She became overwhelmed with disgust, and left town.
MonJ has been jailed, and Buzzkid24 sniped. Heart Shaped Toastie has dropped out of the game! Parking Lot has gone inactive.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:07 pm
Day 7
“What is that you’re drinking? Blood? That confirms it! The CK was a vampire, and we think that the Sniper might be one too!” they shouted, as they dragged [Cherry.Wine] towards the jail, spilling her namesake that she was drinking. Sure, it was non-alcoholic, with a name that suggested the opposite, like root beer or ginger beer, but very tasty.
Cherry sighed to herself as she landed on the floor of the cell, slightly hitting her head. There was no respect for the convicted these days. A few minutes later, and she was in the comic book world, still rubbing her head, and checking for bruises. G, still covered in hair, made muffled sounds that sounded like speech, while Christa looked at the girl who had fallen from the sky.
“Oh, hi.” Cherry waved, kind of awkwardly, staring at the strange outfits they were wearing, and the fur ball that was G. This was…. Interesting. It’s not everyday that you get arrested and end up in a strange place, especially one that looked like a comic book or something.
“Well, why are we going around in circles?” J asked, looking around.
“No idea” replied Ismaru, looking around. “But… a ninja must always have a destination in mind”
“Did you just make that up, or is that an actual ninja quote?”
Before Ismaru could respond, Christa pointed to a large building, and said, “Why do I get the feeling we should go in there?”
All this time, in the “Real World”, the Warden was watching the heroes with his comic book, and cackling once again. They doubted him, when he used to work at a university, and researched new criminal containment methods. However, he eventually ended up being a Warden at a jail, and it stuck on him. He enjoyed this new comic book method, since he would now get to read on the job, and keep his eyes on the occupants of the jail. The Warden saw that in one frame that the dark shadow was still following them, and was about to strike.
Meanwhile…
[ dont~eat~lead ] had too much to drink. She staggered out of the bar, drinking from a bottle in a paper bag. Lead burped, and made a giggling sound. A dark-cloaked figure followed her, smiling to itself as it did. When Lead went around the corner, it walked up to her, and asked a question.
“Excuse me! Your name is Don’t Eat Lead, right?”
Lead turned around, her face showing signs of alcohol intoxication. “Yeeeeeeah?” She slurred, dropping her bottle. “What do you want? If it is what I think it is, it doesn’t matter. Even though I can’t tell what gender you are… my place, or yours?” She giggled again.
“No, you idiot!” a figure ran out, and pushed the drunken girl to the ground, as a shot rang out from a rifle the Sniper was holding. It ran away, muttering about how that G-team had it coming, and they’re going to get their own.
Meanwhile, L Y Z Z A C I O U S `DB had commited several crimes in the past hour, and knew they were on to her. So, she decided to leave town to become a fugitive, and was never seen again.
Also, The Peanut Smuggler was found dead. Her cause of death? She had choked on a piece of toast.
[Cherry.Wine] has been jailed, and [dont~eat~lead] has been saved by the G-Team! L Y Z Z A C I O U S `DB has dropped out, and The Peanut Smuggler has gone inactive.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:08 pm
Day 8
“Wow. This is…interesting.” Cherry remarked, as they walked into the building, seeing the room that welcomed the Superjailbirds.
It had a modern design, with a black and white coloring scheme. Several dark chairs, as if in a waiting room for a doctor, were arranged, while the paper white table had all sorts of magazines they didn’t recognize. There was also a desk, very much like a receptionist’s, and painted black, with white legs. However, no one was seated there. Although, there was a small bell, set isolated on the table, with nothing else, not even paperwork. Well, okay, there was a small note beside the bell.
While two of the jailbirds, Christa and Ismaru, sat down to read the magazines, the others crowded around Cherry as they read the note.
“What does it say?” J asked, looking over her shoulder.
“It says to ring the bell. And I think we should.” Cherry said, as she lifted the object, and started to ring it. However, there was no reply.
“Dangit. We need to know where exactly we are.” She added, seating herself on one of the seats. At that moment, yet another jailbird fell from the sky, or rather, ceiling.
Ismaru stood up, and shouted, “Why must that happen all the time, everyday?!” to no one in particular.
“Because people keep getting jailed, of course. Duh.” J responded.
The new Superjailbird, ~Volt.Cyver~, was staring at his surroundings. He then asked the usual question. “Where are we?”
“That’s what we’re trying to figure out! We’re trying to figure out where exactly we are., why we’re here, and how to get out of this hellhole!” Ismaru said, clearly upset, and kicking the table.
“Uh…. Ismaru? I think you should look outside…. The rest of you too.” J said, who was looking outside this entire time. They all crowded around the window, and saw what J was looking at.
“Hey… isn’t that….”
“Vlad D. Tepes?!”
Suddenly, the wall was smashed through, as if a bomb had gone off.
Later that day….
Fortenra Askasa was clearly upset. First he had been shot at, then that guy called him…. Fortissimo. He slightly gritted his teeth, as he unlocked the door to his house. That Sniper had it coming. As for the Fortissimo thing…. He just sighed. That wasn’t his name.
Fort opened the door to his home, and made himself a dinner of chicken noodle soup, with a salad on the side. After he was finished with his meal, he decided to make dessert. After the attempt on his life at the bakery, he had resorted to making his own muffins. After all, he did know how to make them, and he didn’t have to rely on the bakery alone. Besides, he didn’t want to face the Sniper again; since they now knew he visited that bakery. He poured the proper ingredients into the muffin tin, and placed it into the oven. Fort turned the knob to the appropriate heat, and set the timer to the appropriate time.
All this time, the Sniper hid in the bushes outside Fort’s home, sticking its rifle through the window. It told itself not to mess up this time, and get the shot. By the end of the day, Fort would be dead. It watched as the timer went off, and as Fort went to get his muffins out of the oven, and placed his muffins on the counter, to cool. The Sniper saw their opportunity, and….
Someone walking down the street saw the gunman (or woman), and threw a bunch of rocks at it. The Sniper flinched, and tried to do its work. However, the individual kept throwing rocks, and the rocks’ average sizes were increasing. The Sniper gave up for the day, and ran out of the bushes, fuming. That G-Team just couldn’t leave it alone.
Meanwhile, Mori Bokusochi was in a boating competition, and was caught in an "accident". (Actually, one of the players messed with his boat)
~Volt.Cyver~ has been jailed, and Fortenra Askasa has been saved from the Sniper by the G-Team. Mori Bokusochi has gone inactive.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:09 pm
Day 9
“What…. the hell…. JUST HAPPENED?!” Ismaru shouted, as he brushed the plaster, wood, and other pieces of the wall off his clothing.
G made some muffled sounds, and Christa looked pretty upset. Cherry was mumbling about something, and J…. was knocked out. All this time, Volt stared at a dark figure that had appeared in a hole, that was once part of the wall.
“Greetings, heroes! I am your future demise!” it shouted, its cackle filling the room.
“Vlad…. What are you doing?” Christa asked, her eyebrow raised.
At this point, Cherry leaned forward to whisper in Christa’s ear. “We caught him a few days ago. He was the CK. But no idea what he is doing.”
Vlad continued cackling, until Volt said, “What do you want?”
The vampiric CK stopped his laughter, and stared at the superhero. “Oh, nothing. I just need something. “
He walked over to the desk, and, seemingly out of nowhere, pulled out a bag of cash that no one else noticed up until this point from under the desk. Vlad then walked back over to the hole, and said “Bye, guys! Hope to see you soon!”, before running off.
“………….Aaaaaaaaaahllll-righty then.” Cherry said, blinking.
“Hey, what just happened?” the jailbirds turned around to see [N]ymphie ask the same question they all had been asking.
“No idea. We’ve all been sucked into some kind of weird world, and Vlad attacked…. sort of” J said, sitting up.
“Hey, I remember why I wanted to be in here” Cherry said, standing up, and walking somewhere. The others shrugged, and followed.
Several minutes later….
“That’s IT?!” Ismaru shouted, as he watched Cherry mess with the vending machine.
“Hey, I’m hungry. I haven’t eaten anything since my jailing!” she replied, inserting a coin into the machine, and picking some chips. When the chips fell, she went over to the machine with soda, and did the same.
Nymphie shouted at her “Hey, do you mind sharing those with the rest of us?”
Cherry didn’t reply, as she opened her bottle of Diet Joke.
Meanwhile….
IPocky` lied in bed, trying to sleep. But she couldn’t. She felt like the Sniper could be right across the corner, and it worried her. It concerned her to the point of her dreaming about the Sniper attacking her, which scared her. Pocky sat up, and wandered to the kitchen, making herself a special kind of tea she found that helped you sleep. As she poured it into a mug, she smelt the smell of the tealeaves and herbs, and already she was feeling calm. Pocky sipped it, and she was in bliss. Hopefully, she would be going back to bed soon.
However, the Sniper had other plans, as they had chosen Pocky as its next victim. It pointed a rifle through the window, and hoped that G-Team wouldn’t interfere this time. And then….
BLAM! Pocky collapsed, dropping her tea. It spilled across the kitchen floor, and mixed with the blood that kept her alive. The Sniper ran away gleefully, and smiled to itself.
Meanwhile, a building randomly collapsed, with Hirun Hikari and Flying.Popcorn inside of it.
[N]ymphie has been jailed, and iPocky` has been sniped. Hirun Hikari and Flying.Popcorn have gone inactive.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:11 pm
Day 10
“So, what’s happening guys?”
The newest superhero, Sendryl, asked the same question everyone else had been asking, about a dozen times.
“Why don’t you figure it out?” Christa grumbled, her arms folded.
Cherry happily enjoyed her Diet Joke and Moritos, while some of the jailbirds stared, their mouths watering every time she took a bite out of a chip. It was hypnotic, to see her eating all the chips, without a care in the world.
Suddenly a shout came out from J.
“That’s it! Are you going to share those or not?” he stood up, pointing at Cherry. In response, she just shook her head, and stuck out her tongue, like a small child. Bits of Morito clung to her tongue, as if for dear life.
“Okay, fine then, Cherry. I’ll try to steal them from you.” J said, closing his eyes, as if he was going to try to find out what his power is, since Christa, G, and Ismaru said they had received superhuman abilities.
He felt his body changing, and hair growing all over him. J also felt himself changing in size, and shape. There was a slight pain all over his body, and suddenly, Sendryl shouted. Not in fear, however.
“DOGGY!” she glomped J, who was now a German Shepard.
J made a few growling sounds, and fumed. At least it was a fearsome dog, he thought to himself. However, Cherry giggled, as she saw the now canine J. He bared his teeth, and growled, causing Cherry to flinch back and drop her chips.
Well, at least his original goal had succeeded.
Meanwhile….
[Moseley] put his new CD in the stereo, and set the volume up to full, causing the song to blast, and the neighbors of his apartment banging on the walls, and shout at him to turn in down. But he couldn’t hear them; the music was extremely loud.
A dark cloaked figure held its hands to its ears. Sure, it had worked in worse conditions, but the music was too loud. Still, it gave it a good reason to hurry up with this kill. It pointed its rifle at the guy, who was dancing rather horribly. It found that it couldn’t concentrate, but kept to its job.
A passing individual stopped, and looked up. Apparently, it was a G-Team member, because it immediately went up the stairs, and grabbed a broom.
“Stay back, you”, they pointed the handle at the Sniper, as if threatening them. The dark-cloaked menace ran down the stairs, and almost tripped in its fright. As it ran away, the Sniper mumbled various obscenities, and how it wished that the G-Team would let them have their fun.
Meanwhile, Turtle_Devil was acting really weird. She made comments about "Stabby Time", played with sharp objects, and kept talking about eating chocolate more than usual. The Gaians finally had enough when she attacked one guy, simply because "It's fun to stabby" (said with manic CK-ish cackle), and locked her in her home. However, little did anyone know she was just channeling Aine's spirit, for she was the Medium.
Sendryl has been jailed, and [Moseley] had been saved from the Sniper by the G-Team. Turtle_Devil, the Medium, has gone inactive.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:12 pm
Day 11
Amigo_amigo_amigo, when he fell from the sky, and met up with the others, saw a strange sight.
A dog, of the German Shepard breed, was eating Moritos that were on the ground, and somehow… talking with MonJ’s voice. Sendryl petted the dog, commenting on how a good dog he was, and said something about taking the dog for a walk, which caused him to growl, set back his ears, and bare his teeth, saying that he was still a human being, just in a dog’s body.
A fur ball of some sort was running around, making muffled noises that sounded eerily like speech. Cherry was talking to it, referring to it as G, while sipping her Joke, which she hadn’t dropped. She made a small comment about cutting G’s hair, so he can speak, and see. Suddenly, her fingers turned into scissor-like pieces of metal, and reached towards G, as if to cut his hair with them.
G ran off, with Cherry behind. Christa made a remark about how it isn’t a good idea to run with scissors… as hands, but Cherry just glared at her. Suddenly, a blur appeared, and Christa was directly in front of G, thus trapping him between herself and Cherry. A hand, however, reached for Christa, and threw her across the room. G lifted his hair, and screamed “I DON’T WANT TO DIE! Get Cherry Scissorhands away from me!”
Nymphie just shook her head at all this, while J and Sendryl watched, amused, as Cherry approached with her new sharp fingers, and started to cut, mumbling about how the hair was thick, and that she wasn’t trying to kill G.
Suddenly, out of the shadows, came Ismaru, somehow with a bunch of food. Cherry asked if she could have some, but Ismaru just shook his head, and gave some to the others. J was mildly upset, because he got dog food.
Amigo just continued staring, and hoped nobody noticed him. Little did he know, he got his wish, for his superpower was invisibility.
Cherry continued grumbling, and working with G’s hair, saying how she was going to put it in a good style.
Later….
Merriweather grumbled to herself. She was trying to fix her computer earlier, but with no avail. She looked through the instruction manual, and everything you could possibly think of. Merri was now seated in the kitchen, reading a book. A dark figure went up to the door, and rang the doorbell.
“Yes? Who is it?” she stood up, answering the door. Seeing the figure, Merri flinched back a bit, causing the figure to say, “You called to for help on how to fix your computer, right?”
Merri blinked. “I didn’t call anyone.”
“Well, our phone lines say you did. Now, let me have a look at that computer.”
Merri lead the figure towards the now unplugged piece of technology, sitting there like a dying king. The figure suddenly drew out a sniper rifle, and pointed it at the computer.
“How is that going to help?” the girl asked, wondering.
“It isn’t.”
BLAM! The computer fell down, a bullet in its monitor’s screen.
“What did you just do? Now I have to buy a new computer!” Merri wailed.
“But it isn’t like you need one.”
BLAM! Another shot rang out, but Merri was wearing a bulletproof vest, and the Sniper shot her in the chest. Thank you, G-Team, she thought to herself.
Meanwhile, at a local amusement park, a rollercoaster malfunctioned, but no one was harmed, except for two people. Their names were Chikorin Moonie and Zaeyde. By the time the ride stopped, they were dead.
Amigo_amigo_amigo has been jailed, and Merriweather has been saved from the Sniper by the G-Team. Chikorin Moonie and Zaeyde have gone inactive.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:13 pm
Day 12
It’s HER! It’s A Dragonflys Sin!”
“No, it’s Tenaga Dragon! Jail him, now!”
One half of the Gaians wanted Sin to go into the mysterious new jail system, while the other half wanted Tenaga to go, holding his arms behind his back, as Sin wriggled to try to get out of the ropes she was tied up with.
“We decided the sheep first!”
“But…. We did, not you!”
“Make up your mind!” Sin shouted, tears apparent in her eyes. Tenaga rolled his eyes, and muttered about how he didn’t deserve this.
“We want Sin in there!”
“No, Tenaga!”
“Sin!”
“Tenaga!”
“SIN!”
“TENAGA!”
“I change my vote to Tenaga!”
Everyone turned in the direction of the voice, which came from the girl tied up, and struggling.
“Fine, Sin. You’re free to go. Tenaga, you’re under arrest.”
They cut the girl’s bonds, and tossed Tenaga into the cell. A few minutes later, he was in the Comicjail. Tenaga watched, amazed as Cherry finished her work with G’s hair. One of the jailbirds held up a piece of broken mirror, and G looked shocked.
“The HELL? My hair looks ugly!” the guy wailed.
“Oh, shut up. It’s better than what you had before.” Cherry grunted, sitting herself on a chair, and exhausted.
Suddenly, Tenaga felt a hand over his mouth, and being grabbed. He passed out, but not before he heard a voice that smirked “Where is your god now!”
Later….
Cube B sat at his computer, typing. He was either talking to someone, or writing in a blog. The Sniper couldn’t see from that angle. But, it mattered not. All that mattered was that Cube was going to die this time. It pointed a rifle at his head. It knew it shouldn’t go for the chest, like yesterday, even though that caused more pain. It watched as Cube was suddenly drawing a picture of a dragon at his computer, with the caption “Rogdor, the Flaminator!”. The Sniper blinked, and just put their finger on the trigger.
BLAM! Cube fell out of his chair, his little piece of work ruined by his blood. The Sniper had succeeded in killing Cube this time.
Tenaga Dragon has been jailed, and Cube B has been sniped.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 8:34 am
Day 13: The Final
The Sniper watched from his post, on top of a haunted house ride at a local amusement park, setting up his prized possession; his rifle. He was going to kill again, and enjoy it quite a bit. The victim wouldn’t even know what hit them. They would be dead before-
Wait. Who was the victim again? Who was he setting out to kill? Why was he killing them? Why had he been doing this for the past couple of days?
The Sniper dropped his rifle. Luckily, it didn’t go off on him. What was this feeling? Was it…. Guilt? What was the point?
He held his head in his hands. He could… hear something. It sounded like… they were calling him. They wanted revenge. All those people he had killed, they wanted him dead. He lifted his head, and saw them. They looked at him, with angry eyes.
“Please… I didn’t mean to…” The Sniper said, at the ghosts, maybe even shedding a tear or two. After a few minutes, he decided to get the job done. It didn’t matter who he killed, just that he killed. He picked up his rifle, put his hood back up, and pointed the gun at a random person. Slowly, he pulled the trigger.
The shot rang out, and A Dragonflys Sin was dead, blood spilling from her head. The Sniper just stood there, staring. He could still hear the voices of the dead. He couldn’t get away.
The Sniper quickly climbed off the haunted house ride’s building, kind of shaking. Even now, he could still hear the voices. He made note not to kill around this building any longer. It gave him the willies.
Suddenly, when his feet touched the ground, Gaians surrounded him.
“Put your hands up! We’ve got you surrounded!” Sae25, who was later identified as a G-Team member, shouted at him.
`S P A N D E X, a news reporter, quickly wrote something into his notebook, smiling, and talking about the new headline: “SNIPER CAUGHT!”, while a second reporter, Fortenra Askasa, was looking over his shoulder.
“Please…. I think I feel… remorse for my crimes. Isn’t that enough?” The Sniper lowered his hood, revealing himself to be Holidaytrasher13.
“Trasher? How could you?” one person said, shocked.
“It was my job.” He simply replied, as he put his rifle on the ground.
“Well, let’s take you to the jail. You do deserve a punishment”, Sae said hastily, as she lead him in the direction of the jail.
When they got there, they saw the Warden, reading a comic book, and didn’t seem to notice their entry.
Sylfaen banged her fist into the desk, startling the Warden. “Yo. We caught the Sniper.”
“Oh. Just put him in the cell.” He replied, picking up his comic book again. What has happening right now, in the Comicjail, was that Vlad had kidnapped Tenaga, and tried to suck his blood and powers, but the others had rescued him. It was rather exciting, really.
They tossed Trasher into the cell, and as they walked away, Sylfaen shouted, “I’m a Lawyer, by the way!”.
Meanwhile, when people went back to the amusement park, someone picked up the rifle, and admired it. They could use it for some… new activities they were going to do. They hid the rifle in a bag, and walked out, knowing what to do. After all, there will always be a Sniper. There will always be panic, chaos, and terror. There will always be a nosy reporter researching info on that Sniper, and there will always be the G-Team. And the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Holidaytrasher13, the Sniper, has been caught. `S P A N D E X was the Light Newsreporter, and Fortenra Askasa was the Dark Newsreporter. Sae25 was G-Team, and Sylfaen had a mini-role, as the Lawyer.
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