| Player Info | |
|---|---|
| Alias: | 'paloma' |
| Status: | Dead |
| Points: | 1 |
| Last point on: | 2005 October 08—02:30 PM |
'Cthulhu Calling' killed 'paloma'
My assassin seemed to foolishly believe that I go to my classes. I managed to foil him for a few days with my poor attendance, since 9 am quantum mechanics classes are for morning people and masochists. However, a member of my cast for Rocky Horror Picture Show betrayed me and told the assassin where and when rehearsal was held. I never suspected that one of my sweet transvestites could be so disloyal… when I find out who it was, they will be forced to wear 7 inch heels for the show. Bwahahaha.
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'paloma' killed 'Cinderella'
I originally had a devious plan to assasinate my target at her place of employment. However, I noticed that we were both attending a certain CHP event. I saw someone I suspected to be her talking to some friends of mine, went up and introduced myself, and she fell into my trap, revealing herself to be my target. I quickly drew my nerf gun and fired. We then had a lovely time socializing at said CHP event. She should be pleased, the sky was blue, there were no clouds, one might say it was a good day to die…
It was a lovely day to die. The sky was blue, the air was crisp, and and I was surrounded by good friends. And if you are wondering what Heaven is like, it is a bit like Curtis Orchards; leisurely walks in the pumpkin patch, warm apple doughnuts, and crossword puzzles. My death was peaceful, you will not see my ghost haunting the Honors House. Farewell!
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As I am not of this earth, your species’ physics classes would be of no use to me. But if I happened to ever be enrolled in a physics class with a number higher than 400, I would certainly not skip it. At any rate, after fruitlessly waiting outside three of my target’s classes, I found out that she was involed in the upcoming production of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Although my creator probably would have been a fan of Rocky Horror had he been alive to see it, my amoral nature ensured that I would not miss out on the opportunity when I was told the show’s rehearsal time. From there, it was just a jump to the left, and then a step to the right… and then the kill.