Dead Alice

Dammit!!! *is pissed that no one is replying*

Hehe, I made my own list. It's not that funny, but whatever. Bakura (when he duels Marik in the BCF): Ooh, looky! I'm disappearing! There goes my arm! There goes my leg! Wait a minute- this is BAD!!! I get it now! Oh CRAP!!! Marik: Jeebus, it took you long enough. Bakura: *giant sweat drop* Anzu: You're all a bunch of PANSIES!!! Someday I'm gonna eat you, Yami. Then I WILL BE PHARAOH!!! Honda: Anzu, did you steal my meds again? Anzu: Nooo... Oh look, a butterfly. I can make it my slave and force it to eat Malik... Honda: I guess that answers my question. Seto: Mokuba, say hello to your new uncle, Jounouchi!!! Mokuba: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! *runs away* Jounouchi: You said your brother would like me, Seto-kun. Seto: How could anyone hate a cute widdle mutt like you? Jounouchi: =^-^= Otogi: Well, I first auditioned for Fez on That 70?s Show? Honda: O_o *backs away slowly* Grandpa: Yugi-kun? WHAT?S GOING ON IN THERE?!?!?!?!?! Yami: Uh-oh?*turns scarlet* Shizuka: Busted!!! Yugi: What are YOU doing here??? Shizuka: Oops? Weevil: I?m such a loser? Rex: We all KNOW that, Weevil. *sweat drop* Pegasus: Kaiba-boy!!! See, my bunny-wunny likes you! Seto: Go shove that Gorgonzola cheese up your- Jounouchi: Seto! That?s not nice! Now go to my room! Seto: Yes master? Marik: Lovely day, isn?t it? Bakura: Indeed. Oh look, a little birdy. Marik: How cute. ^-^ Bakura: But not as cute as Ryou. Marik: Oh, I agree. Would you care for some toffee? Bakura: That would be delightful, thank you. ((Etc etc etc)) Shizuka: BOW TO MY DARK POWERS, FILTHY HUMANS!!! Jounouchi: O_O *faints* Marik: I SURRENDER!!! DON?T HURT ME!!!

Mira rolled her eyes and chuckled to herself. Then she remembered something. "Oh yeah! I wanted to show you the pictures I drew..." She pulled out her sketch pad. There was the picture of James, of them together, various doodles of mechs and angels, and a few of Zieg being tortured by James just for the hell of it.

Lily thought for a minute. Guide monster... "Oh yeah!" She pulled a card from her pocket and held it in front of her. "You mean this?" Out popped her favorite monster... Red Eyes Black Dragon. ((I'm using cards in my deck... even though I LOST my deck...

Angie looked worried. "I hope Mr. Wolfwood is okay." ((lol)) "Don't worry about it," said Dragus reassuringly. "He'll be fine." "Are you sure?" Angie asked. "I hope so..." said Dragus. "I don't want to lose any more friends..." said Angie, trying to hold back her tears. "I never really had any... when I was little..."

Lily suddenly appeared in the virtual world. [I]Whoa, this place is weird...[/I] she thought to herself. [I]Okay, Mokuba said I have to find the others...[/I] She looked around. There was no one in sight. She decided to take a path that led into a forest.

((Wow... that was beautifully written... *sigh*)) "Well, here it is..." Eva said to herself as she looked up at Monte's. "Might as well get a scotch and soda." ((lol we're reading The Catcher in the Rye in English... that's Holden's favorite drink)) She entered the bar and had to squeeze through a group of drunkards to get a seat. "What'll it be, miss?" said a young boy behind the counter. He looked no more than 14. "Just a scotch and soda, please," said Eva, glaring in disgust at some guy that had just fallen out of his chair next to her. "Thanks," she muttered, slapping a few bills on the counter as the boy set her drink in front of her. She stared at the glass idly, tracing its rim with her finger, her head resting upon her left hand.

((Hi... You said you needed another good guy, so here I am! (check out my sign-up in the Recruitment Forum))) "Lily! Lily, [I]wake up[/I]." "Huh?" Lily's dark red eyes fluttered open, and she sat up in her chair. "Oh, hi Mokuba." "I need your help," said Mokuba, his worried face covering the large screen in front of her. "Didja have to wake me up? I was dreaming about-" ((bakuracoughcough)) "There's no time for that! Seto's in trouble!" "Again?" Mokuba made a sad face. "Okay, okay, I'll be right over." [I]Click[/I]. ((Yeah... whatever...))

Name: Lily Jones (wow, I come up with the most random names) Age: 14 Appearance: long, wavy blonde hair w/bangs, red eyes; wears a sleeveless light blue shirt (kinda like Marik's) with a blue and white striped t-shirt underneath (like Bakura's ^-^) and white pants Deck Type: warriors & spellcasters Bio: Lily has loved playing Duel Monsters since she was little. She's a good friend of Mokuba's and would do anything for him. She's a very nice girl but is very competitive when it comes to dueling. (eh... can't think of anything else...) Good or Bad: good (since u asked so nicely)

Angie smiled. "Oh, wait- I just remembered, I have to go tell daddy I'm leaving. I'll be back in a minute, okay?" "Okay," said Julie. Angie ran quickly back to her family's resteraunt/house. "Dad, I have something to tell you. Daddy?" It was silent. "Mama, you here? Toby? Cynthia? Eddie? Jeromy? Where'd everybody go?" She walked around the empty building and tripped over something on the floor. She looked down and gasped in horror. It was her little brother Eddie, sprawled on the floor, covered in blood. The whole [I]floor[/I] was covered in blood. "Eddie! No, no, no, no," she kept saying over and over. "They're all dead." She started crying and ran outside, back to Julie and the others. They looked shocked when Angie fell to her knees, sobbing frantically.

"GET BACK HERE!!!" Angie yelled as she chased after the little kid that had stolen her favorite watch (a gift from her father). She ran past a group of people but ignored them. The kid didn't seem to be tiring out any time soon. She pulled out her gun and sent a bullet whizzing by the kid's ear. He stopped abruptly. "Are you crazy, lady?" he said, turning around. "Well, I'm not sure about that, but I'd like my watch back," said Angie, holding out her hand. "Whatever, I'm gettin' outta here," said the kid, dropping the watch into her hand and running off. Angie put her gun back in the holster and tried to get her watch back on. "Oh, darn it, I can never get this thing on with one hand." The people outside the tavern stared at her. "Oh, hello." She smiled.

:lol: Hahaha these are funny. Let's see... Bakura (when he duels Marik in the BCF): Ooh, looky! I'm disappearing! There goes my arm! There goes my leg! Wait a minute- This is BAD!!! I get it now! Oh CRAP!!! Marik: Jeebus, it took you long enough. Bakura: *giant sweatdrop* Okay that sucked... Tea/Anzu: You're all a bunch of PANSIES!!! Someday I'm gonna eat you, Yami. Then I WILL BE PHARAOH!!! Tristan/Honda: Tea, did you steal my meds again? Tea: Nooo... Oh look, a butterfly. I can make it my slave and force it to eat Malik... Tristan: I guess that answers my question. Where do come up with this stuff???

Uh... right... well... I live in Michigan but I get my stupid WB from Denver... So the times are all screwed over...

Actually it's spelled Keiko, but a lot of people get it wrong.

Can I still join? I'll post my sign-up anyway, just in case. Name: my friends just call me Kuri... or Amanda *shudder* Age: 14 Gender: female Occupation: student (9th grade) Appearance: ocean blue eyes; shoulder-length brown hair with gold/caramel highlights, usually curly/wavy, I have bangs but I usually pin them back 'cause they bug me, most of the time I just wear a ponytail; 5'5", curvy; I wear really boring clothes. Sometimes I dress kinda punk-ish or goth-ish. Personality/Attitude: I usually act really hyper and outgoing. I have a lot of friends. I act really crazy and sadistic, and I scare people. I don't like people. Except for my friends. But I scare them too. When I'm around strange people, I'm usually quiet and dark... Short Biography: I've lived in boring old Michigan my whole life, with my parents and my annoying 9-year-old brother. My life is as normal as an anime obsessed freak's can be. I don't like most of the people at my high school, but most of my teachers are pretty cool.

Aw, what the hell... Name: Angela (Angie) Johnson Age: 26 Apperence: green eyes, shoulder-length wavy brown hair (bangs), red short-sleeved shirt, black pants, frilly apron Weapon(s): gun (I don't know much about different kinds of guns, so just say it looks like Vash's only black) Bio: She's a lot like Milly. She's kinda clumsy, but she's got a good heart. She's sweet and sometimes a little clueless as to what's going on, but she's not as dumb as you'd think she is. She's actually quite intelligent. However, she can have a short temper and if you make her mad, you're in trouble. She's an excellent shot, but she doesn't believe in killing. Her family owns a resteraunt in a dusty little town full of friendly, innocent people. When she's not working, she's at the local bar kicking everone's asses at pool. ^_~ Good or Bad: good

After Mira had changed into her regular clothes (a red shirt and baggy black jeans), she went to find James. She kept trying as hard as she could not to think about Matt, but it was difficult to erase the picture of him from her mind. She hated more than anything to see people being tortured like that, especially if they were her friends. She'd only seen it once before, but that was something she definately didn't want to recall. She unwrapped the bandage around her arm. The cut was almost completely healed, so she figured she wouldn't need the bandage anymore. Besides, it was starting to cut off her circulation. Mira found James sitting outside under a tree, staring blankly at the sky. She smiled to herself. The wind blew through her black and red hair, which she found extremely annoying, since it kept getting in her face.

"James-" "Huh? Is something wrong?" he stopped walking. "No, I just... don't want to go to the infirmary," said Mira, wiping her eyes. "Why?" "Well, I'm not really physically hurt or anything," said Mira, still slightly shakey. "Besides, I seriously doubt they can do anything. I just need to sit down." "Okay..." said James, concerned. They sat against the wall, and Mira started fidgeting. "James, do you remember that dream I told you about?" Mira asked, trying to push the thought of Matt's torture to the very back of her mind. "I think so..." "Well, you were in it..." said Mira, looking down at her hands. "And, of course, I was, too... In some sort of forest... It was raining... I saw you, at the other side of the woods... I started running, but I wasn't going anywhere... You just stood... bleeding... I was crying... You were bleeding... everywhere..." Her voice grew faint. She looked at James. Grey eyes stared into green, for the longest time...

((Right.......)) Mira stared in horror as Matt recieved his punishment. She fell to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. "How could they do such a horrible thing?" James put his arm around her shoulder, but couldn't seem to think of anything to say.

((Um... Am I in two places at once? *is confused*))

Eva looked around her lonely apartment with sad eyes. [I]There's never anything to do around here...[/I] she thought. [I]I need to get away from this dump. What about that bar Sylvia told me about? Monte's, or something like that... I guess it's worth a shot. [I] ((OOC: I'm going to change her age from 20 to 21, hope that's ok.)) Eva didn't really feel like dressing nicer than usual. She just pulled her wavy brown hair into a ponytail and took off. Besides, it wasn't like anyone cared. Eva made sure to lock her apartment door before going outside to the parking lot. She got in her old pink cadillac ((hahaha, I wish I had one)) and drove away, waving as she drove past Roberto, who was cleaning the store windows with nothing better to do.

Dude, Spring Lake High School? I think we had a choir concert there last year or something... I live in Muskegon. ^-^ Or at least my body does. My brain is off in Otakuland... lol

Eva sat on a stool behind the counter, staring into space. "I don't think anybody's gonna come buy groceries on a Friday night." "You're right," said Roberto with a sigh. "I guess I'll close early. You can go home." Eva muttered thanks and stood up to put her apron back in its place. [I]What am I gonna do now,[/I] she wondered. She wandered the streets aimlessly, kicking a can that someone had carelessly dropped. She looked up from the ground and realized she had no idea where she was. It was getting cold, and her jacket pockets weren't much of a refuge for her frostbitten hands. [I]Damn, I knew I should've worn a coat. Where am I?[/I] A scrawny black cat jumped out at her from an alleyway, which startled her. Its glowing eyes were fixed on her, as if she were a mouse. She hated cats. They haunted her... Eva remembered, long ago, when she lived with her father. He adored cats of all kinds. There were hundreds of little figurines, stuffed animals, sculptures, and pictures of cats, all over their house. They stared forever as her drunken father would beat her, and her little brother would hide in his secret place in the attic where no one could find him. They laughed as Eva was covered with physical and emotional scars that would never heal.

((I shall not let this RP die!!! *holds up fist*)) James and Zieg nodded to Mira and Charlotte, who were ready to enter Mr. Tokoskai's office. "The coast is clear," said James, giving the thumbs-up and winking. "Good luck." Mira smiled. Charlotte, who had already deactivated the security system, entered first. The room was dark, and Mira would've tripped over a pile of boxes if she hadn't found the light switch. "Look at this place!" said Charlotte, glancing around the cluttered room. "How on earth does he find his way around?" "It'll take forever to go through all these papers," said Mira, going through Mr. Tokoskai's desk. "Wait a minute-" She found something interesting... ((JAMES! CHARLOTTE! ZIEG! MATT! I'm waaaaaiiting...))

((I don't care if you control Eva, just because sometime's it's neccessary for communication and stuff. Just don't do anything ridiculous.)) "Ten mil eh?" Eva thought to herself as she turned off the TV. "I guess I'll give it a shot. But now I have to go to work. It's the night shift again..." She grabbed her purse and headed out of her apartment. Luckily for her, Roberto's Mini-Mart was only a few blocks away. "Hey Eva," said her middle-aged boss with a smile. "Hi Roberto, how's Sylvia?" Eva asked, going to get her apron. "She's just fine. Did you hear about that 'cowboy killer'?" "Of course. 10 million woolongs..." Eva sighed dreamily, thinking of all the stuff she could buy. "Well, Paul's out sick tonight so you might have a little extra work," said Roberto. "But I doubt we'll get much business anyway."