The Cloning Machine! Spring Time OT Thread!

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Write death's along with RK?
Like... Scorekeeper? Keeping track of who dies and whatever?

Cause that I don't/wouldn't mind.
 
KyubiNaruto said:
Write death's along with RK?
Like... Scorekeeper? Keeping track of who dies and whatever?

Cause that I don't/wouldn't mind.
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Like this:

(Background: Superdave gets LorveN with http://www.purediablo.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4551960&postcount=10)

Superdave/LorveN

Superdave squinted against the bright sunlight and gazed down the street, automatic in hand. The silhouette in the distance was getting larger, all right, and there was no doubt about who it was. After a last moment of watching, Superdave pushed himself away from the building and thumbed off the safety on his gun. Let's get this started. Cracking his neck, he stepped out into LorveN's path and aimed right between the other's eyes. As the other halted and craned his head forward, perhaps unsure of what stood before him, Superdave fired.

Even before the shot's sound reached LorveN's ears, he had begun to move, one arm swinging up so quickly that it made a crackling sound as it knifed through the noon air. Two fingers snapped together like scissors in front of his face, and then opened again to let a smoking bullet bounce harmlessly against the street. The two combatants stood motionless, Superdave staring, LorveN expressionless, until the ends of latter's mouth eased upwards into a thin smile. Then, he charged.

Slowed by his astonishment, Superdave didn't have the time to get off another shot before LorveN's hands closed around his wrists, yanking him off the ground. As he began to struggle, LorveN whipped him around, spinning him in a full circle before releasing his grip and sending him crashing through a nearby store's window.

Biting back a curse, Superdave pushed himself up from the broken glass, his gun hand swinging up towards his opponent by reflex, then falling down again as his index finger contracted around air. LorveN's expression did not change at all; his face still bore its tight-lipped smile as he approached slowly, his footfalls heavy on the pavement.

Gotta do something...gotta do something... Superdave backed up deeper into the shadows of the store, his eyes darting back and forth, then paused as his eyes settled upon a can of hairspray sitting on a nearby counter. As the sound of LorveN's fell steps drew closer, his sight jumped from the aerosol can to a mirror behind it, then to a sink and a cup filled with Q-tips, and from there to a curling iron nearby. This is a hair salon. A second later, Superdave hurried up to the mirror, seizing the can of hairspray in a desperate grip.

LorveN paid his target little heed, still advancing with an almost regal menace, even as Superdave dashed frenziedly towards the sink and jammed a hand into the cup of Q-tips, pulling out one and scattering the rest over the floor. Perhaps he even smiled upon seeing the other fumble with the two objects before finally wrapping the Q-tip around the spray nozzle of the hairspray can and then dashing to the curling iron. Surely, he was amused when Superdave held the ceramic rod to the Q-tip's free end, half muttering, half screaming, "Heat, you piece of :censored: !" And indeed, when he reached the shop's door and pulled it open, at the same moment when the Q-tip began to smoke and Superdave hurled his contraption with a yell, his grin blossomed fully; this was the best, and last, that the vaunted Superdave could do. Reaching out almost lazily, he snatched the flying object from the air and brought it up to his face, pursing his lips as he prepared to blow out the impromptu fuse.

And then, the can exploded.

A few seconds later, Superdave looked up from behind a large, padded chair, the upholstery smoldering from the blast. LorveN, or where he had been, was now a dark black burn mark on the otherwise spotless tile floor of the salon. Holy...just what do they put in that stuff these days? Reaching over to another can, he sniffed the nozzle, then paused as a goofy smile spread over his face. Well, whatever it is, I like it. Retrieving his gun, he made for the door, whistling in time with the hiss of the hairspray can.

***Apologies for the reposting, but the original looks kinda massacred with the quotation mark bug...
 
Does it necessarily have to be that long per kill?
 
KyubiNaruto said:
Does it necessarily have to be that long per kill?
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No, I just write long. The general rule of thumb is enough to make it interesting/funny, and I tend to need a longer setup. There aren't any hard and fast rules on this, really.
 
Well, whatever you need to do to make your writing works, its working.
Maybe I'll give it a shot, seems interesting, all the people 'dedicated' to the RPT turned out not to be very reliable at all, so I think that thread is officially dead. May as well point my creative thoughts else where.
 
write one just like ^that^ except give superdave a cool car like steve mcqueen's 68 gt350 in bullitt and a cool dirty harry callahan tagline like..."go ahead...perm my hair" or even better...."i know what you're thinking: "did he use loreal #6 light ash brown or only 5?" well, to tell you the truth in all this excitement, i've kinda lost track myself. but, being this is a 44 watt conair special, the most powerful curling iron in the world, and would burn your hair clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: "do I feel lucky?" well, do ya punk?"
 
Hmmmm... Well im off work now, I might seriously write it at home and post it, if I don't end up going to bed.
 
KyubiNaruto said:
Maybe I'll give it a shot, seems interesting, all the people 'dedicated' to the RPT turned out not to be very reliable at all, so I think that thread is officially dead. May as well point my creative thoughts else where.
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Eeexcellent... :evil:

Seriously, though, thanks if you do choose to do this. I'll be surprised if I can manage more than one kill scene per night, so I need all the help I can get.

EDIT: I should also mention that the only reason the Superdave/LorveN scene was that crazy was because a certain someone listed his murder weapons as a Q-tip, a curling iron, and a can of hairspray...
 
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