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Post by Milk on Jan 2, 2008 12:09:51 GMT 10
Storyline Once on a island far from anywhere there was a little boy called Oliver. Oliver loved to play hide and seek, he had done so ever since he was a baby and always got together with his friends to do so... One day Oliver went down to the park with his friends John, Bill and Fredrick. They were having such a lovely time playing hid-and-seek... But after a while Jogn, Bill and Fredrick realised something... They had realised that they hadn't found Oliver... So John, Bill and Fredrick set out to find him, all of them together.... After 15 years of searching, other people began to realise that Oliver had gone missing and began the search as well... They still hadn't found him.... Until.... One day, while all were looking in the dark woods of Death, Doom Lollipops, the elite Search Team found him..... Oliver was dead lying under a tree with a MASSIVE BUTT hole in his head. But oddly enough..... He had only recently been killed.... After 15 years... How did he still have warmth in his face...? He must have been kidnapped or run away somehow... Soon the police became involved. The elite detective team was on the case.... Rules No gomodding (using other's characters, killing without permission or being invincible) Use (()) for Out-of-Character Profile Skeleton Username: Name: Gender: Age: Your place is in the mystery (e.g. murderer, detective, witness, murdered, etc): Weapons: Appearance: Other: Characters Username: Farrelei Name: Grizelda (Granny) Smith Gender: Female Age: 1027 Place in the mystery: Witness and wannabe detective Weapons: A handgun and a dagger (just in case) Appearance:  Other: The police always come to her and ask her to help if they have a mission they cannot complete on their own and she always seems to know who did it. She is a major witness in this murder but she has amnesia. username:claw name:Sid gender:male age:20 place in mystery: Murderer weapons:retractable gloved claws, a hard handgun, 2 tommy guns and a small hidden knife appearance:  other:he was born into the life of crime because his father was one of the most wanted criminal in the state, he swore revenge on all policemen, and he lives to that oath today, he has a hard leather chest armour on his upper chest to protect him from bullets(not completely) |
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Post by Milk on Jan 3, 2008 16:49:25 GMT 10
((nice))
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Post by Farrelei on Jan 3, 2008 18:12:58 GMT 10
((You have to make a character. PM the character to me and I'll set it up neatly in the first post. Make your character along these lines:
Username:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Your place is in the mystery (e.g. murderer, detective, witness, murdered, etc):
Weapons:
Appearance:
Other:
))
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Post by Farrelei on Jan 3, 2008 18:16:56 GMT 10
Granny was knitting hard. Something kept tugging at the back of her mind.... What was it? Her mind kept flashing back to death.... But that always happened to her, she was the first one to even INVENT emo.
"Jimmy, here's your toy I was knitting for you" she said in an extremely old and fragile voice.
"Great, great, great granny, I'm not a child anymore!"
"Oh, fiddlesticks" she handed him the toy rocket launcher
"You KNITTED a rocket launcher?"
"Ohh yes....."
There it went again. Death..... What was happening to her? She already had dementia three times in a row.... Then what next?
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Post by Frost on Jan 5, 2008 9:04:07 GMT 10
sid sat down at a table, sipping some of his whisky, two guards on either side of him, both holding machine guns in their hands, sid looked at the man in front of him, "so, you come here because you want someone killed, what was your name again?" he asked, sid couldn't even see his face,
"my name isn't important, all i need you to do is take this guy out" and handed him a photo,
"why?" sid asked,
"because he is a friend of a deceased friend of mine," the man replied, sid took a closer look at the man,
"I think I can arrange something, but I don't kill for free," he told the man. "I am offering three hundred," the man started.
"dea-" started sid
"three hundred fifty that is my final offer" the man said.
"okay fi-" said sid
"okay, 400, but thats IT" the man said.
sid shot him in the head, and took out a photo in his breast pocket, it was a picture of a little boy, then sid looked at the picture he gave him, it was an old woman, "get 3 men, gather your weapons" told sid to his bodyguards
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Post by Farrelei on Jan 12, 2008 17:34:57 GMT 10
Grizelda was sitting in her underground lair hidden under her house (if you open up the oven and crawl in, there's a door which you can go through to get to it).
It was secret because it held her memories of mysteries that she'd solved.
She giggled as she read about the time when she murdered someone and framed their mother. Good times, she thought, nothing could ruin this life. Nothing at all. Except for a serial killer and a bunch of his bodyguards armed with extremely powerful weapons and a knack for ovens. Or a nuclear bomb, that'd work as well, I guess.
She kept mumbling to herself all day... Until.......
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Post by Frost on Jan 12, 2008 19:02:00 GMT 10
"now" said sid calmly, they fired explosives and huge guns through the walls and windows, a police vehicle arrived, "is this your ho-" sid stabbed him with his claws, "how dare you insult me!" he yelled, "have you no decency"!, he got down on him and started yelling abusive insults about his mother at him before realising he was dead, continue the job, and they continued firing, soon, the whole house had no roof or walls, sid walked in, if she was in here she wouldv'e been dead by now, he looked around, no blood or headless bodies, he continued looking around...
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Post by Farrelei on Jan 12, 2008 19:28:39 GMT 10
((One question: Is this Granny's home?))
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Post by Frost on Jan 12, 2008 19:58:42 GMT 10
((yes, if she has one))
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Post by Farrelei on Jan 14, 2008 8:32:18 GMT 10
Grizelda shook her head grimly.
"Well I never!"
She opened her underground fridge and pulled out a rocket launcher.
"Ohh... I haven't used you since well... 137 years ago, was it? Yeess... That'd be right" she smiled and began stroking the weapon.
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Post by Frost on Jan 14, 2008 16:30:06 GMT 10
sid looked through the oven door and saw her, "we dont want any trouble, we just want to know why someone wants me to kill you," he asked, then pulled out a gun, "we just want to talk" then shot her hat off her head, then pulled out two tommy guns, "we mean you no harm, just please, can we talk", sid asked
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Post by Farrelei on Jan 15, 2008 7:56:47 GMT 10
"Of course you can, sonny" replied Grizelda before firing a rocket over his head, blowing his hood off his face and destroying the nearby police car.
"So, what is it you want to talk about?"
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Post by Frost on Jan 16, 2008 21:12:25 GMT 10
"why do people want you dead?" sid asked while firing tommy guns through her fridge
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Post by Farrelei on Jan 17, 2008 7:46:53 GMT 10
"How am I supposed to know, I've got amnesia!" she replied whilst firing a rocket into her shower.
"Although maybe a little something will jog my memory...... You know... Wink wink, nudge nudge, huh? You KNOW...? YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!? Yes... I need a little... Trip to the hospital"
Suddenly the sky lit up and Grizelda cackled evilly.
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Post by Frost on Jan 17, 2008 12:34:30 GMT 10
((umm, whats gonna happen cause i don't know what to do))
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