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 Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 9:29 am
Do you call it solitude? Do you call it liberty?Day one: The Beginning
“You know, there's more then enough of me to go around,” A Dragonflys Sin said with a smirk. She held her signature pink sniper rifle close to her.
“For me! Not for it!” A figure said, covered from head to toe in medical wrap. Her assailant held a butchers knife high over there head, dripping with crimson blood.
“I'm not an it, you crazed killer. I have a gender, you're just not allowed to know what it is.” Another figure said some feet off, holding a sniper rifle. The figures features were keenly hidden by a long black hooded cloak. “Shea's my first victim, not yours. Lay off.”
“I take exception to that!” The girl protested, firing into the leg of the killer.
“OW YOU BRAT!” The killer hissed, charging at the girl who was now halfway down the street. Chasing her with the butcher knife drawn.
“Ill take it from here” The Sniper said with a hidden grin.
BLAM!
It all went dark.....
A Dragonflys Sin's body was found the following morning, a bullet hole though her forehead and a note pinned to her shirt containing the once forgotten words of the famous Sniper Ziggurat the Eighth:
"I walk among you, GCDers. I am your friend, your acquaintance, your neighbor. You cannot run, for whom you are running from runs at your side. You cannot hide, for whom you hide from is hiding with you. I am one of you, GCDers, and I will not stop until I am the only one left. Farewell, and I shall visit one of you tomorrow night."
The words “Oh and mee too!” Were carved into the girls body, the butcher knife that was used was still embedded in her half severed neck. Her pink sniper rifle still clenched in her cold dead hands.
Two killers were now loose. When all the world turns away to leave you lonely
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 9:30 am
Do you call it solitude? Do you call it liberty?Day two: Tennis Anyone?
Zen FallPaw sat at his dinner table innocently, enjoying a nice slice of pie in honor of pi day. Maybe it was Anie pie, no, that would have gone moldy by now. After a slice or two there was a knock on the door. He sluggishly got up to answer.
“Ya ya..Who is it now?” He hissed, undoing the lock and opening the door halfway, a sniper rifle being forced through the small opening in the door.
BLAM.
“OW! THAT HURT!” Zen screamed, his pie now on the celling and a bullet hole in his left shoulder.
“Well sorry, This time I wont miss” The sniper said, stepping through the door, shooting Zen point blank in the forehead. The pie fell from the celling and landing flat on Zen's face, scolding hot.
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“Meru! We know its you! Game 13 has a 1 in it! Thats enough for us!” A GCDer Yelled as they broke down Meru's door, barging in.
“B-But I swear I didn't do it!” She protested “It's so improbable!” She screamed, kicking and screaming the entire way to the jail.
“I can walk on my own!” Meru huffed, pulling herself from the GCDers grip and stormed into the cell, the door slamming shut behind her.
There was a young girl sitting in the corner of the cell, staring out an open door, witch Meru instantly bolted towards.
“You don't want to go through thereee!” The girl warned, her hollow black eyes looking up at her new jail mate.
“Thats the Imbatween place, its not good to go there if you enjoy your flesh and blood!”
Meru looked at the small girl, taken aback. “The Imbatween place?” She asked, looking confused.
“Ya, The Imbatween place. Where the Souls of the dearly departed are lead by Little Apple Red. Have you heard of Little Apple Red? If not I could tell you his whooole story!”
“N-No, thats quite alright”
“Ok then, tell you what. If you answer a question of mine about your world every day I wont make you go to the Imbatween place, But if you get it wrong, Little Apple Red will come get you, sound fair?”
“Uhh...Ok then...Whats the Question?”
“Hum.....In your game five, how many passing days went?”
Meru smirked “When do you want the answer?”
“Tomorrow night when you get a friend of course!” The little girl said, giggling and running through the door happily.
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Moo Ell walked through town looking bored, “Where did you go? I'm all alone now....” he whined.
He walked around town square for a few minutes, looking half dazed.
“Come on guys....I want to go back to the courts, where did you run off too?” He asked the wind, looking clearly dazed and half out of it.
Well, he had good reason for being among the clouds, for the keen eyed 8 year old could have noticed the trail of blood that was fallowing after him, and the Tennis ball sized spiky metal ball lodged in the back of his head.
“I'm here to play I'm hear to play!” A figure, wrapped from head to toe in medical tape, said, walking into view from behind a building. “I can play! HARD!” He said, launching another spiky tennis ball at the pore Moo Ell with a metal racket.
“But I don't like it hard...” Moo Ell said, screeching in pain as his fragile body was pelted with metal tennis balls from close range. At least the Crazed killer was working on there serve.
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#17 Zen FallPaw, sniped, #74 Moo Ell CKed, Jail Question for today is: How many rounds was game five? #1 Meru has bean jailed. When all the world turns away to leave you lonely
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 9:32 am
Do you call it solitude? Do you call it liberty?Day Three: She's a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world
As HDogXero wandered the streets, he shouted something peculiar. He pressed his hands to his mouth to amplify his voice, forcing out “I am the sniper! I shall slaughter your family! Arrest me! Arrest me!” at the top of his lungs. The GCDSGers payed him no mind, of course. They were clearly the ramblings of a mad man. What they didn't realize was that the Snipers rifle was trained on him.
“Fool thinks he can impersonate me and get away with it?” The Sniper said, squeezing the trigger to end the poor fools life.
Just then, HDogXero felt the embrace of the G-Team, pulling him to the ground as the round grazed him. He looked around for the one who had saved him, wishing to thank him. But his savior had already disappeared into the crowd.
“I'm not the sniper,” he muttered, studying the wound. “Sorry for waisting your time.
Vlad D. Tepes slammed his door shut, breathing hard. He'd been running, fleeing for his life. A GCDSGer mob chasing him through the streets. He clumsily worked the lock into place, the door cracking and giving way quickly.
“You've been randomly selected to serve time in one of our state of the art jail cells,” the mob said, surrounding him.
“Random nothing! You went by the numerical value I've been assigned! This is profiling!”
“You will be greeted by all the amenities of a state of the art incarceration center. Daily floggings, one square meal of moldy bread, greenish stagnant water, and all the rats you can catch!”
“Yippy,” he muttered, giving in and allowing himself to be dragged off.
He was thrown into a cell, sliding across the floor. He pulled himself up and nursed the scrapes on his elbows. He looked around before bolting to the open door to the Imbatween.
“Not letting you die this early,” Meru said, grabbing him by the collar. “This place is boring with no eyes as your only companion.”
Vlad blinked, “So this door leads to...”
“Yes, the Imbatween,” the little girl said, looking up at him with her hollow eyes. “Only sadness waits for you on the other side.”
“She doesn't talk much, but when she does, it makes my skin crawl,” Meru muttered.
“A new guest has arrived, do you have the answer to my question?” The girl asked, turning to Meru.
“10 rounds,” Meru responded.
“Good, you've escaped Little Apple Red this day, I'll leave you to explain my rules to our new friend. Todays question is, Who was the lord and master, or GM as you mortals refer to him, of game 9?
Sweetnessfairy 36 hurried along, she'd been in the library a little to late this evening and the darkness had quickly begun to consume the town. The street lamps flickered to life for a moment but a fuse burst. The quick explosion of light only served to blind her for a moment, long enough for her to slip and fall.
“Great,” she muttered, finding herself in a puddle. What was worse, its source was dripping onto her. She looked up to see a drum suspended above her head. A figure sat, perched atop it.
“Seems you've wandered into my trap,” the Crazed Killer said, looking down at her, grinning.
Her eyes widened as she went to run. Her legs refused to carry her, frozen in place. “Was it from fear?” Sweetnessfairy 36 asked herself, “No, impossible,” she said looking down. The strange liquid she'd fallen into had hardened. “What... What is this stuff?” She demanded, fear flooding her eyes.
“Just a way to keep your radiance with us for all time,” the CK said, kicking the drum. The liquid spewed forth, drenching her.
When they found Sweetnessfairy 36's body in the morning, she had been perfectly plasticized. The same expression that had greeted the Crazed Killer welcomed them now.
HDogXero was rescued by G-Team, Vlad D. Tepes wrongfully accused, Sweetnessfairy 36 was turned into what can only be described as a giant Barbie doll.
Today's question is: Who was the GM of game 9? Jail mates PM Sin with your responses.
When all the world turns away to leave you lonely
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:46 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay Four: Human Pincushion
“Ug. I really hate it when I get a song stuck in my head and it refuses to come out!” #8. Padme Potter of Hobbiton said, humming quietly as she walked along one of the rickety docks of Port of Gambino. She made her way to the market place to earn her daily gold. The docks that were usually filled with happy fishermen catching there daily bread were now empty. The normally rippling water's surface frozen solid from Father Frost's breath.
“It really is beautiful out here in the winter though...” Pad said, smiling softly.
“You know what makes snow even more beautiful? Turning it blood red!” A cloaked figure said from the distance, a shining new sniper rifle in his hand.
“Y-you're not getting me this time sniper!” Padme said, making a run for it, the poor girl not getting far before..
BLAM.
Padme Potter of Hobbiton slumped over into the fresh fallen snow, a bullet through the back of her head, the snow below her body turning a deep red. Such a shame that it would soon lose its red brilliance and turn brown.
As #31 HDogXero allowed his copy of Kafka's The Trial fall to his side, two thoughts filled his mind. The first, and most inconsequential, “Why didn't they honor Franz's dieing wish?” They second, “They march,” he said, pulling himself up from his chair. Once a proud recliner, the leather worn and cracked, it's color faded, it's contents bursting from gashes. A rodent had burrowed into it, pilfering its insides for bedding. HDogXero walked to his door calmly, pressing his weight against it and forcing the deadbolt into place. The unprotected wooden door had warped and expanded at the mercy of the elements, it's locks no longer lined up properly. It took some force to operate. Still, he knew it was a meaningless gesture, the door could never defend him against the masses ready to imprison him. He considered barricading himself in but decided against it, stepping away from the door and readying himself.
He heard a loud, angry, banging on his door. His entire home seemed to sway at their wrath. “Surrender yourself HDogXero, your recent activities prove you are a threat!”
HDogXero took a deep breath, masking his terror, “You'll understand if I resist won't you?” The house buckled and swayed to the mobs fury. The sound of splintering wood reverberated throughout his poorly constructed home. He knew his door would give way soon before... Cracking and warping metal filled his ear drums, his home collapsing around him. He blinked, all that was standing, all that stood between him and a whole lot of angry GCDSGers was his door, still held in place by the deadbolt.
He stared at the crowd and they looked back, both parties shocked by what had ensued. The silence was broken by, “Get him!” As poor HDogXero was charged.
“Kiki attack!” He shouted, throwing his plushy into the crowd. He wasn't sure what he had been expecting, watching his stuffed kitty being trampled by the crowd as he was thrown to the ground. He didn't fight it but refused to make it easy for them. He didn't move, allowing himself to be thrown into his cell. He slid across the cell floor, pulling himself up slowly.
He studied his cell mates, Merumiharu sat huddled in the corner. Vlad D. Tepes shivered, yearning for blood. No way he could reach Vlad in such a state. He moved to waive to Meru but was greeted by a death stare. He couldn't help but to laugh to himself before his eyes turned to a little girl. He smiled at her before questioning if she could see his gesture, her hollow eyes catching his attention. He didn't allow himself to worry about it, taking a few steps towards the open door.
“That door leads to the Imbatween. You're free to enter but you won't like it there.” The girl said.
“So death awaits me though this door?” He asked, studying the door curiously. “Wonder if it's more exciting then this purgatory,” he said, sitting down next to the door frame. He looked up for a moment, a Kiki dropping from the bared window into his lap. Its fur was stained brown with footprints and it left a trail of stuffing behind it.
“We've got a new guest this evening, have you an answer to my question?” The little girl asked, turning to Meru and Vlad. They shifted awkwardly, whispering to each other. It became clear the did not know. The girl sounded enraged, “You've not taken my challenge seriously! For that you shall be punished!”
Meru and Vlad were torn through the door, HDogXero had never heard such suffering in their screams. He cowered in the corner, holding his ears, “This is the fate that awaits all who fail me. It is your turn to answer. How many rounds was game one?”(jail update by Hdogxero)
# 52, Subliminal Retard sat quietly in a small waiting room, glancing around at the plain white walls boardly. The door read “Acupuncture” the nurse that normally sat at the desk by the window was missing. Subliminal sat for about an hour before getting truly board out of his wits, walking over to the door an knocking.
“Yo' Doc', can't I come in yet?” He asked, sounding a little annoyed.
Without a response, the door swung open. Reveling the normal room with a small white cot and a table covered in the tools of the trade.
“Guess thats a yes..” Subliminal said, walking in and laying down on the cot, staring up at the ceiling and tapping his foot impatiently.
“I'll be with you in a miiinit!” a voice called from the other side of the door a few seconds before straps sprung to life around poor Subliminal, binding him fast to the bed.
“H-hay! What is this!” He protested as the 'doctor' walked in, covered from head to tow in medical bandages, pushing a cart that had 'a little' thicker then normal, smiling evilly at his new patient.
“Now, tell me where it hurts!” The Crazed killer said, sliding the needles into place wile Subliminal screamed at the top of his lungs, soon being turned into a large pin cushion.
Well doc, it hurts everywhere now, he thought, bleeding to death slowly.
#52 Subliminal Retard has been Cked, 8.Padme Potter of Hobbiton has been sniped, HdogXero has been jailed.
Meru and Ven are both dead in jail, and todays question is: How many rounds was game one. I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:47 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay Five: One down One to go.
Sideiko (79) strolled down the isles of the marketplace quite bordley, looking for something that might spike his interests.
“Bleh. Nothing worth my gold...” He mumbled softly as he set off towards the casino to play a round of cards. Boldly, despite the killings that had been taking place recently, took a shortcut through one of the back alleyways, humming Revenga by System of a Down quietly to himself.
“Oh my sweet revenge....” He sang aloud as a cloaked figure darted into the alleyway, breathing heavily.
“I do believe that is somewhat of my line...” The sniper said softly, holding there gun at the ready, aiming at the pore Sid's forehead. Sid laughed softly.
“Go away...” Sid said softly, the bullet leaving the sniper's barrel and piercing him right between the eyes, Sideiko's body falling limply to the cold ground with a thud.
Buzzkid ran into the alleyway at the sound of the gunshot, looking dumbstruck.
“EVERYONE! LOOK! IT'S [Q]! he has been the one killing everyone!” He screamed at the top of his lungs, running off.
The sniper scowled softly, screaming “COULDA BEEN, SHOODA BEEN, YOU!” as he took off down the alleyway and up to a deserted building, running up to the third floor where he found his friend, [Cherry.Wine], waiting for him as planed.
(*)"I'm sorry," was all she could say.
"You're SORRY?" Q said angrily, "don't you realize what you've done? They're onto me, and they're probably coming to get me any moment now." All Cherry could do was look down at her feet. She had blown it big time. Caught up in the moment, she had accidentally let it slip to Nymphie that Q was, indeed, the sniper. She couldn't have felt any worse than she did now. Cherry had truly lost the trust of her friend and even worse, her friend was a homicidal maniac! She knew that whatever was going to happen, she deserved it.
From outside, you could hear the sounds of the gathering mob. They had come for Q. Both their times were up.
"They're here," Cherry said quietly.
"Yeah, you THINK?" Q responded. Cherry stood back against the large window. They were on the top floor of an abandoned building.
"So, I guess you’re gonna kill me now huh?" she asked, not looking up. Q's face changed a bit. "Cherry," Q said, "I'm not going to shoot you, okay?" Cherry looked up to smile just as she saw the door burst open. Several GCers ran up to Q, attacking.
"Get off me!" Q cried when suddenly, the gun went off. Q turned in time to see the bullet strike Cherry square in the chest. "Cherry!" Q yelled after her. It was no use, she flew through the window. As she soared through the air, her last breath escaping her, she thought, "I'm sorry I couldn't help you." She was dead before she hit the ground. (*Brought to you by [Cherry.Wine]*)
Q was dragged off mercilessly to the jail being thrown in next to HDogXero, who smiled softly.
“O-Oh! Finally! Somebody that is actually guilty of a crime!” Little Irea said, smiling softly at poor Q, who was jutting towards the door, stopped abruptly by HDogXero tackling him.
“You don't want to go through there.” HDogXero said softly, a scared look on his face.
“Its the Imbatween!” The little girl chimed in. “Its where you will go soon if you do not answer my questions!” She said gleefully, her hallow eyes turning to HDogXero. “Now..Do you have my answer?” She asked him.
He shook slightly, getting off the poor Q. “Uh...14! No 7! WATE I MENT 8!” he said nervously, shaking.
“I'll let you go this time. Next time one answer per customer” Irea said coldly, turning her head and walking over to the door. “Now now! Both of you! Why was there a day 8.5 in game twoo?” She asked gleefully, a table and char of vines ripping through the floor. “Tee time!” She said gleefully, the vines ripping both of them over and binding them to chairs, forcing them to partake in her tee.
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Nantooski Giggled gleefully as she went from the jail gleefully happy that they had finally caught the killer. She departed from the crowd, happily plaid in green for the celebration of St. Patrick's day, and so was most of her home.
“Such a grate day! Time for a green bear!” She said happily as she walked into her kitchen, looking highly startled as she saw another person was already there, clad from head to tow in medical wrap that had been dyed green for the occasion.
“Glee glee! They forgot about meee!” The Crazed killer said happily, holding up green throwing daggers. “Why don't you stay still?” The CK said with glee, piercing the girls neck right off with a throwing dagger.
Nantooski was found the next morning in her back yard. All of her body dismembered body parts assembled in the form of a four leaf clover and painted green, Nymphie was the one to find her, screaming and slipping on some still wet paint, falling and implanting her forehead on one of the daggers that was sticking out of the body parts, dieing on impact.
One down, One to go.
79.Sibeiko has been sniped, # 25 [Q], the sniper, has been jailed, #6 Nantooski has been Cked, #2 Nymphie and 65.[Cherry.Wine] have dropped out of the game.
Todays Jail question is: Why was there a day 8.5 in game two? I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:51 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay Six: Midnight fishing anyone?
“I-I can't take this any more....”68. Return_or_Watanuki-san said softly as she stared out of her bedroom window. “To many killings....There not gonna get me!” She screamed to the air, her eyes full of tears. She walked over to her bedroom window, flinging it open and jumping out of the 3rd story window. She died on impact.
DeGei, # 56 stumbled into the town square, laughing menacingly and holding his head.
“H-hehe! I'm the GCSG devil! I will reap your souls and pull them into an eternal hell!” He said, laughing menacingly.
“DG! We know it was you!” The GCSGers screamed as they formed a circle around the slightly insane DG. He just continued to laugh, letting the mob dragged him off into the jail, throwing him in next to the frustrated looking Q.
“Oh oh! Another another! You're a devil you say? So much fun!” Little Irea said, giggling softly as she ran in front of the new jail mate.
“Piece of candy go for a ride?” DG hissed irritably as he sat up, the girl turning to HDogXero and [Q].
“Now no, hear hear, whats the answer?' She asked, taping her foot slightly.
“Drukie pulled a Drukie” HDog said, sitting in front of the door out into the Imbatween again, looking slightly dazed.
“No answer Mr. Sniper man? Oh you're no fun!” Irea said with a grin on her half-formed face, vines ripping past HDog and warping themselves around Q and dragging him through the door which slammed behind them. Q's shrill screams echoed from the door for what felt like hours afterwards before the girl faced the two living jail mates again.
“Now now, if you don't want that to happen to you you will answer me this!” She said softly, looking slightly saddened by the loss of her tea partner. “”What game did the mistress IHD hold?”
#29, Edmond Dantes strode onto the dock on Barton Lake, shimmying himself into a boat with his fishing pole in hos mouth.
“Bleh where the bloody did that dock hand go?” He complained as he plopped into the small rowboat which shook uneasily with the sudden addition of weight.
Edmond paddled out into the center of the lake quietly, mumbling to himself as he cast his rod and sat back, waiting for something to nibble.
A few moments latter he noticed a pulling on his line, and reeled it in. What ever was on the other side fought with him for a wile till he got frustrated, pulling hard. It soon gave slack suddenly, wile the line was close to the surface, causing the line to jump into the air suddenly and the hook to fly into poor Edmond's eye, sending blood everywhere, his shrill screams filling the air.
A figure wrapped in a full body bandage climbed into the boat, the bandages around its face turning into a evil grin.
“Y-YOU!” Edmond screamed, holding his bleeding eye.
The Crazed killed laughed menacingl, grinning as he held up a giant fishing hook, carving Edmond into thin slices wile his screams filled the vacant lake.
And That kitty's, is why you should never go fishing on a dark lake alone at night.
68.Return_or_Watanuki-san has dropped from the game, #29 Edmond Dantes has been Cked.
Todays Jail question is: What game did IHD GM?
(That was never hear. NINJA.SPELLCECKER OF DOMB HAS TO E-MAIL EVERYTHING BACK TO ME AND IT WAS THERE AND I FORGOT)
I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:55 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay seven: "Not today..."
A large group of people, holding the numbers 70, 67, 63, 61, 59, 56, 53, 54, 48, 39, 37, 30, 7 and 15 stood in the town square, holding a large party for one thing or another. The party was very loud, music blasting loudly everywhere long into the night. At about one or so there was a loud bang, screams were heard, the light vanishing quickly for a few moments before coming back on again, Reveling # 15 the posthuman apparatus standing alone in the light, looking highly startled and covered in blood. A knife was in his hand, which he soon used to draw a thin line across his neck, soon slumping over dead.
20, Amigo_amigo_amigo sat alone on a bench in Barton Town, drooling slightly as he slept. He gurgled softly, stirring as an angry mob surrounded the half asleep man.
“Amigo3! We know you did it!” the crowd screamed, picking up the groggy man who barley struggled, dragging him off to the jail.
Little Irea was sitting next to the door when he was thrown in, looking detached and unaware of things that were going on around her.
“A door...In a prison? Thats suspicious!” Amigo_amigo_amigo said, eying HDogXero and DG who were sprawled out on the floor, looking like they were out of it. “Oh party time?” He asked as he eyed the two of them.
“Yesterdays question...” Irea mumbled softly. “Not today....” She said softly, her hallowed eyes looking over at the new one. “You....How long did game 7 run?” she asked dazed, falling over and hiding her eyes as she started to sob softly, Amigo_amigo_amigo looking confused.
Magnius of the Chaos, # 42, Wandered alone around Crate and Apparel boardly, his hand dragging next to one of the various building's shingles, mumbling to himself softly.
“Bleh, I should get some new close..Or maybe something cute for my house..” he said, his face lighting up slightly at the thought of shopping. He laughed to himself, taking the alleyway out to one of the deserted roads, mumbling about no one ever being around as he heard laughter behind him.
“W-who's there?!” He said, startled as he spun around, his eyes falling upon a figure that was wrapped head to toe in medical bandages.
“Y-You!” He screamed as he ran for it. A few feet of the ground below him started to feel unstable under the soft snow covered ice, his eyes growing wide with fear as he fell through, his body hitting the spikes of a deep hole a few moments latter, killing him instantly and spreading blood and body parts everywhere.
70, 67, 63, 61, 59, 56, 53, 54, 48, 39, 37, 30 and 7 have gone inactive, shame on you. 15 has dropped,
42 (Magnius of the Chaos) was Cked, 20, .Amigo_amigo_amigo has been jailed. Today's question, How long did game 7 run?
(sorry it is late. Mundays are ruff for me. SPECLEY WHEN THERE IS L33T INACTIVES) I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:59 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay Eight: I'll Blow your house in!!
Buzzkid wandered, he stood in the middle of town square, putting his finger to his cheek for a moment as he thought. He sighed softly before extending his arm and started to spin, stopping a few moments latter, his finger pointing straight at #3Eikichi Tara Stalth!
“Him! Its him! I know its him!” Buzzkid screamed as the mob closed in on the defenseless Eikichi, dragging him off to jail.
Eikichi was thrown in next to Amigo3 who was having smalltalk with little Irea who looked like she was feeling better today.
“A little girl...In jail?” Eikichi asked aloud as he stared at the back of the girls head, letting out a slight scream and ducking behind HDogXero as the girls hallow eyes settled on him.
“My answer, now you meanie” She said childishly, both HDogXero and DeGei looking away from her, Amigo3 standing up and razing his hand.
“SEVEN!” He shouted proudly, smiling softly.
“Aw...But my playmates..oh well!” Irea said with a smile as the door shot open, vines entangling HDogXero and DeGei mercilessly, dragging them as they struggled through the door and out towards the Imbetween, the door slamming after them as there piercing screams rattled through the prison.
“Now you two...If you don't want that to happen to you...Who was Gm for game 11?”
Gthb (57) was happily having dinner in his small abode on the outside of town. He picked at his meal half heartedly, mumbling to himself about his own cooking as he heard a knock on the door.
“Little little Gthb little gthb, Can I please come in?” A booming voice from a figure wrapped from head to tow in bandages called from outside Gthb's wooden door.
"No, no," said little gthb. "By the hair of my chinny chin chin, I will not let you come in."
“Little little Gthb little gthb, Can you let me in?” The voice asked again.
"No, no, no," said little gthb. "By the hair of my chinny chin chin, I will not let you come in."
“Little little Gthb little gthb, let me in!” The voice said, more demanding then both times before.
"No, no, no, NO!" said little gthb. "By the hair of my chinny chin chin, I will not let you come in!" Gthb repeated.
The Crazed killed smiled softly, his grin terrifying all the birds on little gthb's roof, sending them flying off into the night.
“Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in!” The Ck said with a menacing laugh, and with that they pushed down hard on a pump before him, the remains of poor little Gthb and his little house spraying into the air.
By chance one of the shards flew towards # 16, A M O U R. Striking him through the heart and pinning him to a tree. He bled to death slowly.
(The three little pigs own your soul!)
#16, ` A M O U R has gone inactive, #3 Eikichi Tara Stalth has been jailed, 57 gthb has been Cked and HDogXero and DeGei have died in jail. Jail q is who was GM for game 11.
I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 8:00 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay Nine: "Ds....-drool-"
Merriweather (43) was sitting on trial in the town hall, her eyes full of tears as she plead for her innocence.
“B-But look at all the other girls! I'm not the only one! Why me?!” She sobbed, the crowd mumbling answers as they dragged her off, not granting her the justification of a trial by jury like all the others. Well, at least she had made it inside the courthouse?
The poor girl was tossed sobbing into the moldy cell, #3 Eikichi was running around franticly, trying to avoid the vines that were fallowing him.
“STAY STILL AND LET ME KILL YOU!” Irea hissed as she eyed the boy from her tea table, Amigo3 sitting at it and laughing hysterically as he watched Eikichi be dragged to his death through the door of the Imbatween.
“Told him it was Takazawa!” He said laughing, enjoying the game quite a lot.
“You did!” Irea said happily, apparently taking a liking to her new playmate.
“Hey, new person too! How many games have we had that have been GMed by others besides Zae?”
#22 Azrael Makar was sitting quietly under a large oak tree playing his DS, completely oblivious of what was going on around him.
:Come on Flamy...one...more...level!” He hissed at himself, his fingers moving rather quickly over the buttons as he played, completely entranced. He was so out of it that he did not notice the elaborate amount of bear traps that a figure, wrapped in medical bandages, was laying around him silently with an evil grin.
“OOOOh mister! Can I see your shiny toy?” The Crazed killer asked the young man, placing his finger over the screen to get his attention.
“Hey now! GET OFF!” Azrel hissed as he stood up, the Ck bouncing back, holding the system.
“Oh little boy bet you can't get mee!” He said, running for it wile dodging the bear traps. Azreal growled, hissing and running in the shortest path of course, a straight line.
Minutes later Azrael's shrieks filled the air, a steal toothed bear trap closing on his leg and shattering the bone on impact. He fell backwards, his head falling on the trigger of a second trap which sprung shut on his head, crushing it like a melon, sending blood and brain matter everywhere.
# 43.Merriweather has been jailed, #22 Azrael Makar has been killed.
Todays jail question is: How many games have been Gmed so far?
#3 Eikichi Tara Stalth has died in jail.
I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 8:05 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay 10. Take The Plunge!
#46 Chikorin Moonie cowered in fear, she could hear them coming for her. An army of GCDSGers seeking her.
“We know you did it Chikorin! Show yourself and your punishment will be much less severe.”
“No! Leave me alone! She blurted out fearfully before clasping her hands over her mouth.
“It came from over there!” One of them said, following her voice.
Chikorin stood, running. She didn't care where, she just had to get away. Her breath was hard and fast but she did not notice, all she wanted was to escape. She tripped, a root sticking out from the ground. He hit the ground, her body rolling across the ground.
“Thought you could escape murderer?” One of her followers hissed.
“I've done nothing wrong!” She cried out. “What are my crimes?! Where is my justice!?”
“Murderer! There is no justice for your kind!”
She felt herself carried off, thrashing violently.
Chikorin was thrust into a small cell, Merriweather, Amigo_Amigo_Amigo, and Irea sat around a small tea table, enjoying a strong smelling tea and talking. “This is madness,” Chikorin said softly before spotting the door and heading to it.
“Sit!” Irea commanded.
Chikorin sat obediently, confused but frightened of the little girl.
“These two have already answered todays question, their were six games not run by Zae. Seems you do not get to experience the suffering shown only to the ones who fail my test,” Irea said, serving her some tea. “That matters little though, tomorrows question is, how many rounds did game 10 last?"
#5 FortenraAskasa stood atop a building looking down at the street below. The hard cement that stared back at him was daunting. “You'll never get away with this,” he said to the person behind him. The figure was bandaged head to foot in medical wrap.
“It's a nice day for a suicide,” the figure said, pointing a butcher knife at him. “That or you can suffer what fate I have planned for you.”
“Why are you doing this you sociopath?” Fortenra demanded.
“It's fun,” the figure said, laughing. “Now get over here so I can play.”
Fortenra looked down from the side of the building one last time, “Like I'd give you the pleasure,” he said, stepping from the edge of the building. He landed on a Muffin Vendor. Though miraculously the Vendor and his Muffins were unscathed, it wasn't enough to break his fall.
#46 Chikorin Moonie jailed, #5 Fortenra Askasa CKed.
Today's Jail question, How many rounds did game 10 last? I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 8:10 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay 11. Fakers and Bleeders
Throughout the square, several people stood dressed in bandages from head to foot. Several of the GCer's stood motionless staring at the odd barage of numerous Crazed Killers.
"I'm the CK!" one would yell. "No! I AM!" another would retort. However, despite the many lookalikes, the GCer's turned to a young woman who stood in the crowd. "No!" Inishikacho yelled out, "there's no way it's any of them! The real CK wouldn't show himself or herself like this! It must be her!" His finger pointed at Sylfaen. With surprise, she stood up. "I am no such person!" she yelled back, obviously angry. But it was too late, the momentum of Inishikacho's words had moved the crowd against her and they threw her down into her prison.
Down in the jail, she met up with several people. Something was wrong though, there were definately more people thrown in here than she was looking at now. Even [Q], the sniper was no where to be found! Her eyes fell on a small girl with hollow eyes. "Well?" Irea, the girl said in her small creepy voice, "do you have my answer?" Before Sylfaen could say anything to show her confusion. Amigo_amigo_amigo shouted out, "22 Days!" "That's correct," Irea said, almost dissapointed. She had really wanted to show off her power lately. No one had answered a question wrong in a while. Her eyes shot towards the new arrival. Perhaps she would give her a chance to show off what she could do. "The question for tomorrow is, 'Who was officially known as the Replacement GM before he was voted to be the real GM?'"
Why had this happened? Shizzeh floated through the crowd, terrified. He knew that Sylfaen couldn't have been the CK, he was sure that one of the dressed up ones was indeed the true CK like they pretended. His fears were indeed founded as the real CK had targeted him, from behind him, the CK knocked a rock right into the back of his head, knocking him out. The next thing Shizzeh knew, he was tied to a table in a dark room. All he could make out was a table across from him. On top of it, was Inishikacho. Or at least what was left of him. The crazed killer had used him as a human pin cushion, for their butcher knives. Shizzeh jerked on his restraints in desperation. His wrists and ankles were tied down and he had some form of gag in his mouth.
Slowly, from the shadows, the crazed killer appeared, his laugh echoing through the empty room. The crazed killer walked over to Inishikacho's corpse and pulled one of the knives out of his body. As they neared Shizzeh, tears began to run down the poor doomed boy's face. He attempted a yell, but it was weak and the sound was dampened by the gag. The CK raised the knife and began to cut little tiny cuts all over Shizzeh's body. They weren't very deep, but as the CK finished their job, Shizzeh knew he wouldn't last much longer, his blood leaked from each cut, and soon there wouldn't be anymore.
#23 Sylfaen has been jailed, #78 S h i z z e h was Crazily knicked, and #66 Inishikacho has dropped out. The question is: "Who was the usual Replacement GM until he was voted to be the real deal?" Please PM your kill/saves/answers to Sin. =3 I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 8:11 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay 12. Jones Soda + Keyboard = D': Dark NR drops
"It's Lady Rai!" L Y Z Z A C I O U S ` DB yelled out from the crowd. "No! It's Insom!" Insomnesiac yelled, trying to jail herself for some odd reason or another. For a while the GCers fought. "Why does she want to jail herself? It can't be her! The real CK wouldn't want to jail herself!" With that thought, the GCer's turned on Lady Rai, throwing her down into the strange prison with it's strange keeper.
Down below, Irea had become frustrated with their right answers. She was sure she had them this time, but her happiness was lost as Merriweather yelled out, "HirunHikari!" Irea yelled out in frustration and black tentacle-like things shot out of the door to the Inbetween. They stopped just as they reached everyone's faces and then dissapeared again. "The question for tomorrow is, Which game did both the CK and the Sniper win?"
Hirun was so excited! He had finally been voted to be the Game Master of the online "Bazooka Game." It was his life and now he was able to run it! He jumped right onto his computer and started typing away at his first update. After about halfway through the update, he got a hankering for a Jones Soda, so he hopped over to his kitchen. Whilst he was away, the loveable crazed killer seeped in and messed around with his computer, then dissapeared into the shadows. Returning, Hirun sat his Jones Soda down, and began typing away again. Unseen, the CK pulled a tiny string, causing the monitor to fall right onto the Jones Soda, spilling all over Hirun's keyboard. He was so into his writing that Hirun kept on typing as the soda caused an electrical surge to shoot throughout his body. Hirun was toasted.
#9, Lady Rai has been jailed, Hirun Hikari #58 has been crazily toasted and the question is "Which game did the CK and Sniper win?" L Y Z Z A C I O U S ` DB #73, The Dark NR, has been attacked by the CK's squirrel minions, and dropped from the game. I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 8:12 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay 13: Introducing Sine of Souls&Little apple red
Number 18, Insomnesiac was running through the center of Barton Town, giggling and going up to everyone she saw, yelling "Let me go see Irea! I'm the CK!"
It only took her a few minutes before the crowd got highly annoyed, grabbing there pitchforks and torches, surrounding the sleep-deprived girl.
"FINE! YOUR THE CK!" They said as they dragged her off as she giggled, throwing her into the small slightly crowded and mold filled jail sell.
Irea was tending to a small flower patch that had sprouted in the corner, witch the rest of the jailmates looked fearful to go over too.
Lady Rai was hunched over in the fetal position in the corner, rocking back and forth and holding her knees, avoiding everyone. Chikoin Moonie, Amigo3, Sylfaen, and Merriweather were huddled together on the far side towards the door. "Its game 6 right...?" one of them asked, the rest nodding as Insom walked over.
"Hi! I'm so happy to join you alll!" Insom said happly, most of the other jailmates roiling there eyes,
"I hope you know your facts Insom.." Sylfaen said, pointing to the door. "Or you'll go through there..."
"Through a door? That doesn't seem so bad..." She mumbled
"Ya right!" The group said in unison, Irea walking to the center of the room with a smile.
"Lady Rai Lady Rai! Its time to diiiee!" She said, a large smile on her half formed face as the vines ripped screaming through the door this time, dragging Lady Rai as she kicked and screamed, leaving a Lady Rai shaped hole in the wooden door. The rest of the jailmates watched in horror as the young lady was ripped to shreds by the vines. A girl much like Irea with long black hair and bangs, hollow eyes and bangs was standing over the now floating soul, the two of them were dressed in all white.
"I am Sine of souls, the one who leads souls to the land of the Imbatween," the girl said with a pleasant sounding voice.
In the girls hand there was an apple that was riddled with pins and set ablaze, but the redness of the able did not seem to be chard. The girl took Lady Rai soul's hand, leading her off far into the forest.
"Todays question for all of you is, What are the names of the CK and Sniper who won in that famous game?" Irea said, still grinning. The jailmates were staring at the door in horror.
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#40, buzzkid was sitting on a bench in town, looking over his notebook that was labeled "Suspects". Since the killings he had taken on the role of somewhat of a detective, taking it upon himself to stalk, i mean watch everyone and fallow people he deemed suspicious every move carefully, nothing escaped his watching eyes.
A figure walked over to him, covered from head to tow in bandages and carrying a bow an arrow.
"Now now, wanna play a game?" The Crazed killer asked with a smile, aiming for Buzzkid's head.
Just then two figures in long hooded blue capes and shields with an insignia labeled "G-Team" Sprung in front of the unsuspecting Buzzkid, the flaming arrow bouncing off there valiant shields.
"Shew you!" One of them yelled, the both of them chasing the Crazed killer off into the distance, Buzzkid was safe. For now.
(Sin is sorry, the rest of the update will be realy soon, but ahell ate it so it has to be re-evaluated xD;;;
Aohell eats my e-mails...its scary...xD.....))
#40 buzzkid24, has been saved from near death by two G-team members, # 18, Insomnesiac has been jailed. Lady Rai has died in jail. Todays jail question is, what was the CK and Sniper who won? I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 8:14 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay 14: Plushie death.
Mysteriously, recently there had been a number of disappearances. Three to be exact. No one had payed much mind to the ones that were missing around them until there bodies were found dumped in a dumpster by Barton Lake, hideously maimed and warped in barbed wire. The bodies were identified as 47 Arkeron, 4 Tedie Behr, 25 Eieg Reyu.2.
Anael De Ezra, 35, was siting innocently with the few remaining SG`ers, giggling and talking with her her friends quietly. Events went on as normal for a few minutes into dinner before
` e r r b e a r, who was sitting on the opposite side of the table, stood and pointed at Anael.
“SHE DID IT! SHE IS THE ONE KILLING ALL THOUSE PEOPLE!” ` e r r b e a r said, the crowd staring at Anael before getting up, surrounding the poor girl and dragging her off to jail as she sobbed and struggled.
Anael was thrown into the cell next to Amigo3, who had done his best to scoot away from the tea table that he was tied to.
“Help mee!” He managed to squeeze out as Irea walked over to him, pushing his chair back in.
“Haay! No escaping!” Irea said, pushing his chair back in and went back to her tea, Insom seemed to be enjoying herself wile the other jail mates were bound to wooden chairs made from binds.
“Haaay! You gotta join tooo!” Irea said as she smiled down at Anael “Join ussss?” She asked, staring at the poor girl with her hollow eyes.
“PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!” Anael screamed as she ran over to an empty chair, Insom serving her tea.
“Oooh ohh! Everyone! Now I wish to know from all of you how many people are left on the outside!” Irea said with a giggle.
# 34, Mori Bokusochi was sitting innocently among his plushie collection, cuddling one of them into himself as he carefully mended some war and tear with a needle and thread, obliviously to everything around him in his glee.
Unknown to him a tall figure wrapped from head to tow in medical tape had been watching him for some time, slowly moving his plushies into a distinct pile so that they would cave in if he was to move the correct one. The Crazed killer sat in wait, grinning as the unsuspecting plushie crazed boy went to grasp the selected plushie, pulling it and shrieking in terror as over a ton of lead filled plushies fell onto him, squishing him like a pancake.
“Aw, he got blood on his toys...” The CK mumbled as the fled the seen of the crime.
#34 Mori Bokusochi has been CKed, 35 Anael De Ezra has been jailed. 47 Arkeron, 4 Tedie Behr, 25 Eieg Reyu.2 have all gone inactive sometime in the last 4 days.
Todays jail question is, How many people are left in the game?
(Has sin mentioned Sundays sucked? She was trying to figure out what the hell she did with day 8 for about a half an hour. She has decided that everyone will get a check for voting day 8 so her brain doesn't FALL OVER AND DIE) I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 8:17 am
R.I.P. #9 HdogXero
Friday Apr 13, 2007 7:57 pmDay 15: Why does the dog laugh at me?
#41 weddingsakura stared into the darkness. One moment fear, the next a quantum singularity. No one knows what happened to weddingsakura, slipping into the land of inactivity.
#14 Kitty Krazy could sense the impending doom that soon shall be thrust upon this world. Instead of being subjected to a world without kitty litter, Kitty decided to leave us to our doom. But not before leaving us with one last message. Kitty Krazy dropped out of this game, doing a double backflip while whistling the Star Spangled Banner.
#49.`Christa sobbed softly, her fate sealed. She new it was hopeless, meaningless to run, to hide, to protest her unjust incarceration. Still, she fled.
“Halt! There is no escape for you!” The approaching mob shouted at her.
“N... Never!” She screamed, through her tears, running. She stumbled and fell, her vision blurred. The crowd descended on the innocent `Christa, thrusting her into the prison cell.
Insomnesiac, Anael De Ezra, Amigo_amigo_amigo, Merriweather, Chikorin Moonie looked up at their new roommate while Sylfaen drooled in the corner.
“Have you news from the outside?” Anael De Ezra asked inquisitively.
“Has Steven Spielberg updated another one of his movies!?” Insomnesiac demanded.
“Has the milk in my fridge spoiled yet?” Merriweather asked.
Irea shot a hollow glance at them, “I ask the questions around here!” She said irritably. “Have you an answer to today's question?”
All but Sylfaen whispered among themselves for a moment, nodded in agreement, and said “28!” In sync with one another.
“Well, at least most of my playthings remain alive,” she said, casting Sylfaen into the land of the Imbatween. Her screams echoed through the halls as Irea began to speak again, “Today's question is who has been your favorite guest GM in our little game?”
#80 petey williams sat, entranced by a watch swinging in front of him. A dark voice echoing in his ears.
“You are now under my control, do you understand?” A figure, wrapped head to toe in medical gauze asked.
“Yes master,” petey said, drooling slightly.
“Good,” the CK said, smiling. “When I snap my fingers, you will be a duck,” the figure said, snapping.
Petey pulled his hands under his arms, quacking while waddling around and quacking.
The CK smiled, throwing bread crumbs off the ledge of a cliff, petey giving chase.
The CK laughed proudly for a moment before seeing petey flap up, quacking obnoxiously. “Oh for the love of...” The CK muttered, pulling out a shot gun and putting the lead balls into petey's chest. Petey fell to the ground where he was picked up and displayed by a smiling bull dog.
#41 weddingsakura went inactive, #14 Kitty Krazy dropped out, #49.`Christa was arrested, #80 petey williams was Cked
Today's jail question is completely subjective (or is it *Ebil laugh*), “Who has been your favorite guest GM?” (JQ has been what has held back this update for 10 minutes... It's this or I think longer and delay the update more) I will get the sniper baby
No worries <33
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