DeathGames
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Thread Topic: DeathGames
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Random people from around the world are invited to the death games. Contestants are faced with deadly objectives/challenges that that they either pass...or die trying. Can you survive?
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Sounds like a cool plot
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Samantha2332 JuniorCool, Im in
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ok then. here are your forms.
name:
age:
looks:
skills:
if u survive u win a s---load of cash! -
Samantha2332 JuniorName: Shelby-Alexis
Age:18
Looks: Brown wavy hair always braided hazel eyes 5'6
Skills: Pretty fast, good with a bow and arrow, strong -
Name: Daciana Otsanda
Age: 17
Looks: Long, straight brown hair, golden eyes, tannish, 5'3"
Skills: Stealthy and very fast, good climber, isn't very good with guns but is good with swords, knives, and other hand-to-hand combat tools. -
im the gamemaker (the guy that created the games) and:
Will
19
tall,slender,short dark brown hair
a huge flirt (XD) good with guns and cars -
u can have 2 if u want. ill go first. ready?
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Ready for action, sir! *salutes*
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lol. let the games begin.
GameMaker: I buzzed my bluetooth. "Send out the invitations."
Will: I walked in my room and plopped on my bed. I had my ipod on. I did an Aerosmith air guitar. -
I continued washing the dishes in the kitchen, trying to scrub off the leftover food from dinner. Te rest of my family was comfortably seated in the living room, watching T.V.
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I jumped for the finalee...and fell. A letter fell off my desk and to the floor.
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When I finished, I reached over the counter to the spot where the dishcloth used to be. But there was now a white envolope replacing it. I dried of my hands and opened it.
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I tore it open and read:
Dear invitee,
You and 49 others have been invited to the DeathGames, where you will attempt different challenges. If you win, you win $1,000,000! If you accept go to the center of town at 12:00.
Oh yea. Im going. -
I read the letter inside, then looked over at the rest of my family. It's not like they would miss me if I left..., I thought. I shrugged my shoulders. "Why not?" I muttered to myself.
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