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9 | 60.00% | |||
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| Who is She? |
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Texas Forever
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Get my death over and done with, i have GTA to attend to
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like you've been great and everything LOL i just think my interest and attention paid to the stories has died a little bit and that's probably GTA's fault
i haven't written tonight's death because i didn't get 2 votes until this afternoon again (and i do wish you would ALL give me ****ing reasons ) but i'll try and get it done tonight
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Will you just announce whose died tonight and then give us the story tomorrow?
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Texas Forever
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Last years game was great, games as a whole have died down a bit on here though.
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yeah it's all become a bit samey, there aren't many people who apply any more so you get the same casts across the games :/ which is why I was kinda hoping Mokkajava would make it a bit further because we don't know much about her, and Annie pulling out was obviously unavoidable but a shame
![]() i should've tried to get arista back into his 2nd ever game appearance (the first was ICB too and he died first lawl)
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![]() "Don't tell me - some guy pretending to be named Carl brought you here," Vivienne interrupted Angel's introduction. "Well, actually, he didn't say he had a name - this guy just showed up at my family's funeral, and said he was called Carl or Carlos or Charles, I can't remember," she explained, "but I'm not looking for him. Well, I am, but he promised I could get justice." Carter and Vivienne surveyed Angel with apprehension: she looked clearly unstable and surprisingly strong for such a small frame, and she had a look in her eye that just promised danger whether or not it was asked for. They thought it was best not to press on her family's funeral. "This guy, this motherfucker, killed my family. Amy... mom and dad... and he got away with it. Well, Carl, if that's what you're calling him, promised me revenge and I'm here to take it," Angel took out a small firearm she'd holstered on her waist below a long sweater. Carter instinctively shuddered. "Oh don't worry, I know it wasn't either of you, you're a girl and you're just a kid," Angel shrugged. "Didn't you just hear what happened?" Vivienne snapped, gesturing back to the crossroads where shots had quite literally just been fired. "Well I did hear someone screaming but I figured that might've just been a fox or a badger-" "Two policemen just got shot - well one of them, the other one - actually I'm not really sure-" "Not going to make a great journalist are you?" Vivienne fell silent. "How do you know she's a journalist?" Carter asked. |
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![]() Cameron came to the scene of the commotion to find Beth and Jack wailing hysterically as they tried to resuscitate some police officer. Another one, quite clearly dead and missing half of his head, lay a little further down the road, and he then spotted Audrey stood outside Jack's house. He ran up to her, and she froze a little. "Where the hell have you been? How could you leave me with him?" Cameron grabbed her arm. Audrey reached for something in her bag and pulled out a mace spray, dousing his eyes with a generous little squirt. He screamed and let go, trying to rub it out ( ) but only made the irritation worse. Audrey legged it for the clearing where Vivienne and Carter had just run, figuring they were people she could rely upon and seemed totally innocent. |
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I Love Niamh’s Brick
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Yes here for this bloodbath
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![]() Joel had doubled back on himself and hidden in the nearby train station. He'd split up from Carter and Vivienne, and to be honest, he thought, he was getting quite tired of Carter's whining anyway. He'd not entirely trusted them; they told him about two supposed bodies that matched the description of Brooklyn and her boyfriend, but then they never appeared. Maybe the woman and her child friend were in on their murder, and Joel was next on their list, he figured. For now, he just wanted to avoid the random gunman and get away from Centralia. He'd wait for a night train to happen by and jump aboard. Except there wouldn't be another train for 3 hours or so, he gathered from the notice board. Still, waiting here was preferable to going back to the murder scene. Fog was shrouding the station again and he couldn't help but think of Silent Hill. ![]() Joel thought he heard someone walking around to the left of the station and decided to follow them, figuring it might be that girl with scratches all over her that had been alone the entire stay in Centralia. He turned the corner and found no-one, but then turned to his right, to look at the train station's main entrance, and although it was nearly midnight and although it was the foggiest that Centralia had yet been in his stay, he could clearly make out the two hanging bodies of Brooklyn and Logan inside. Joel stumbled backwards, an awkward mix of shock and grief, and trod on some poor girl's foot. "I'm sorry-" he tried to explain, but couldn't quite find the words. "Oh, you see them too?" she frowned. Joel didn't respond, he couldn't process what was going on, and he noticed that this wasn't that Helena girl but someone else. He saw that she had her hand on her hip. "Do you have a phone?" he asked. "When the young men came in and saw that she was dead, they carried her out and buried her beside her husband," she shrugged, "great fear gripped the entire church and all others who heard what had happened." "I don't understand-" Joel sighed, before he was shot in the neck. The girl re-holstered her weapon and knelt over her new victim, and assured him that everything would soon be alright. ![]() ![]() Joel's story. Spoiler: Drew... thank you for playing </3 ![]() |
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