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Post by The Wanderer on Jun 22, 2006 15:23:40 GMT -5
I'd have just let them speculate...
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Post by Killix on Jun 22, 2006 15:24:32 GMT -5
Wait, this is an RP?  I thought people were going to plan out and collaberate in advance on a very organised storyline? e_e I'm lame at RP. |
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Post by Rider on Jun 22, 2006 15:24:52 GMT -5
I'd have just let them speculate... [glow=red,2,300]We are just letting them speculate. ^_^ No one's said anything yet.[/glow] |
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Post by Rider on Jun 22, 2006 15:29:08 GMT -5
Wait, this is an RP? I thought people were going to plan out and collaberate in advance on a very organised storyline? e_e I'm lame at RP. [glow=red,2,300]It's an RP/story. Like Zylaa's murder mystery. It doesn't have to be fancy. We already know what's going to happen, yes, so in that way, it is more like a story. We'll fist be posting in RP format. There will be bits of it, like the killings, which will be closer to story format. Also, We need permission from everyone. If you're not online and your character needs to do something, (even something as minor as comic relief,) we need to be able to godmode your character. (During my week-long absence, Ikkin's in charge of making sure you lot don't mangle the honor of the Ridergirl.)  Tracy, does everyone get the TNT caricatures? I still have mine. ^_^[/glow] |
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Post by Killix on Jun 22, 2006 15:43:41 GMT -5
Can someone god-mode me, then? I'm terrible at RPing, I wont have a clue when or what to post >_>
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Post by Nimras on Jun 22, 2006 15:46:15 GMT -5
Heh, I have no pride. Anyone can feel free to godmod me as they see fit though the whole story.
I wish I knew the exact dates, but I'm moving at the end of July - early Augustish.... and driving from Texas up to Oregon. It's going to royally mess with my internet time. >.<
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Post by Rider on Jun 22, 2006 15:46:16 GMT -5
Can someone god-mode me, then? I'm terrible at RPing, I wont have a clue when or what to post >_> [glow=red,2,300]There are some bits that you have to post i.e. your death. And it'll be a bit odd if you're a partcipant who doesn't post at all. Again, your posts don't have to be fancy. Even if you post the occasional one-liners and odd and obscure video game references, I'd be happy. ^_^ Oh, and if you need help deciding what to say, just PM me. ^_^ I'm checking the PMs every day now. ^_^[/glow] |
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Post by Killix on Jun 22, 2006 15:48:43 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]There are some bits that you have to post i.e. your death. And it'll be a bit odd if you're a partcipant who doesn't post at all. Again, your posts don't have to be fancy. Even if you post the occasional one-liners and odd and obscure video game references, I'd be happy. ^_^ Oh, and if you need help deciding what to say, just PM me. ^_^ I'm checking the PMs every day now. ^_^[/glow] Okie dokie ^_^ I just might not be able to post...I'm moving in September >_> I dunno if that's a problem, but my computer will definitely be packed up before then. |
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Post by Rider on Jun 22, 2006 15:50:20 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Looked it up.
Meowth, you die during the third chapter. I'm out of town that week, so I won't be much of a help.
Nimras, you die in the fifth chapter. If we follow the four-day pattern, that will be before the move, I think. (Hope the move goes well! *glomps*)
I'm wondering if, because of my absence, I should switch places with someone who dies early in the game and would rather not. Anyone willing? [/glow]
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Post by Nimras on Jun 28, 2006 11:23:19 GMT -5
How does this work?
I took some liberties with the plot. Like having everyone sleep in the same room and giving Rider credit for making us stick with the buddy system when we go anywhere…
………………………
She couldn’t sleep. For some reason the air just sat heavily; oppressive, and stale. This whole sleeping in one room for safety thing was driving her crazy – it always smelt of nervous people. Fear wasn’t the best of things to have to constantly breathe.
And her fur felt dirty.
Not to mention, someone had defiled her beloved cheese grater. Nimras’ mood had been better.
What she really needed, the white Lupess decided, was a shower. Showers always made everything better, and she could clean her poor defiled cheese grater while she was at it.
We’re not supposed to go off on our own, her conscience mumbled sleepily in the back of her mind. Looking around at the other people crashed out around the room, finding a chaperone shouldn’t be too hard, Nimras decided.
“Hey Spot,” Nimras poked the sleeping leopard. “Wake up; I need to go to the showers.”
Without waking, Spot bared her teeth at the annoyance, flexing her claws to show her malcontent.
There were less… poky people to bother into keeping her company, the Lupess wisely decided. Felines had an unfair advantage with five sharp ends.
“Ikkin,” she whispered while prodding the kitsune, “wake up.” The most she could get out of Ikkin was a snort and a batted away paw.
Getting frustrated, she moved onto the next person. Third times a charm, right? “Stal, wake up. I need to go to the shower.”
“Wha?” The human mumbled sleepily, looking about groggily.
“I can’t stay in here any longer, it’s driving me nuts. I need to go to the shower.”
“So go to the shower...” He was starting to fall back asleep.
“But Rider said…”
“You’re taking orders from Rider?” He drowsily interrupted, “You’re not a pirate… don’t need a babysitter.” And with that he rolled over and went back to sleep.
Sitting back on her haunches, Nimras debated what to do. She wasn’t going to have much better luck waking any of the others. As long as she kept the shower short, as much as she may regret a short shower; it was better than nothing and she’d be back in plenty of time. She didn’t see anyone else missing in the dark room – and she had to get away from the constant reek of too many people squished into too little space.
Picking up her cheese grater, she headed out the door. She’d take the shortcut though Off Topic, she decided. It wasn’t quite as fast as going though the Pens Point, but ever since Tracy had been found there (with her cheese grater none the less), she’d avoided it like the plague.
This was much better; you could almost pretend that everyone was here safe and sound; tucked into their beds and sleeping just like a normal night. Barring the lack of constant sound from the Tabloids, that is. A slight scuff sound on the floor startled her, causing the white Lupess to jump. Pricking her ears, she sniffed curiously; then relaxed as she recognized the scent of the person ahead.
“You know we’re not supposed to head out alone.” The shadowy person commented, rising from the floor where they had been writing.
Cocking her head, Nimras countered, “I could say the same to you. Can’t sleep either?”
“No. I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately.”
“I don’t think anyone’s been sleeping very well the last couple days.” The white Lupess admitted, “I’m on my way to the shower, want to walk with me?”
Capping their pen, the other insomniac smiled, “I’d love too.”
******
Stal’s yell woke everyone the next morning. “No!”
Rider stumbled towards the horrified sound, “What is it…” Her voice trailed off as she rounded the corner and found Stal, frantically trying to revive a blood splattered white Lupess.
“Stal,” Rider grabbed his shoulders firmly, “Take a good look at her… it’s too late.”
“It’s my fault,” he choked, “I told her… I told her…” He couldn’t finish, he just looked at her helplessly.
“What is it?”
Ikkin shuffled into the room; closely followed by a more alert Crystal, who looked around the room and quickly figured out what had happened, “Aw man. What a way to go, stabbed to death by a pen. That must have hurt.”
“At least it looks like she got some damage in of her own,” Rider commented, picking up the cheese grater. Imbedded in the sharp slots were small reddish orange hairs. “I don’t suppose anyone knows where these came from.”
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Post by Rider on Jun 28, 2006 12:59:09 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]o_0 Oh dear...
Yes, take as many liberties as you like. ^_^ <3 it muchly.
I just realized something! Spot's death can't happen outside. We're all trapped... or something.
We need to create some sort of deus ex machina so Spot can meet Wandy outside, but none of the rest of us can get out there.[/glow]
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Post by Spot on Jun 28, 2006 17:29:06 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]o_0 Oh dear... Yes, take as many liberties as you like. ^_^ <3 it muchly. I just realized something! Spot's death can't happen outside. We're all trapped... or something. We need to create some sort of deus ex machina so Spot can meet Wandy outside, but none of the rest of us can get out there.[/glow] I can always change the text on the first panel to set up a different explanation as to why I'm sneaking around on the outskirts of the splatterboard island. (I still personally view it as an island. It needs to be self-contained to keep from damaging anything else ...) If neccessary, I can even draw another page to go before the first to show me sneaking out. I just need a reason to be leaving, something that I thought of that would prove who the killer is. I'm pulling strings as to what though, if I'm going to be specific about it. |
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Post by Nimras on Jun 28, 2006 18:50:40 GMT -5
Maybe you could find a way out through a window?
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Post by Rider on Jun 28, 2006 19:00:23 GMT -5
Maybe you could find a way out through a window? [glow=red,2,300]You mean we're not underground? [/glow] |
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Post by Nimras on Jun 28, 2006 19:15:19 GMT -5
Maybe you could find a way out through a window? [glow=red,2,300]You mean we're not underground? [/glow] Err, I was thinking it being a multi story building... with a tower, above ground, Spot going though the AC vents or something and finding a way out... then dying before she can tell us who the murder is and leading us all out. *shifty eyes* No I'm not just making this all up at the spur of the moment... |
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Thanks, Leoness! ^__^