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[Stirk]

JFC.

Sorry Stirk, it seems everyone else wants to dick about and pretend to be a cat.
FFS why am I even having to be the reasonable one in this thread?

Seriously, the dude has already expressed that this is annoying him. Cut him a fucking break.

Its fine, Leos. I was just kvetching, I didn't mean anything by it. I'm sorry if I made it sound like a huge problem, but taking my complaints at face value can be dangerous. Things didn't turn out as I planned, but I have no (real) complaints and am not even sure what would happen if this was to get serious, it is too far gone now. I made a suggestion game that got suggestions, if I didn't want to I didn't have to follow them. If I had a real problem with it, I would just let the game die. Thanks for trying to help, but it is simply not necessary to fight for my post.

[Lyeos]

Ack, my bad. Was letting outside problems influence my behavior on here. Sorry.

[Stirk]

Pick it up and meow into it~

I rip open the box with my super strength, and plunge my hand into the packing peanuts to pull out the phone. I slide the screen and hit the green "talk* icon, bringing it up to my ear.

Of course it would be impolite to not greet whoever is on the other side. How do I greet someone on the phone again? I still have amnesia. Well there is always my fallback...

"Meow?"

"Are you OK Agent 223? You sound like you have a cold. I could have sworn your 'hello' right now was a 'meow'. "

"Nyan."

"Of course not. That would have just been silly. Anyway, a new mission for you. An easy one, you should still be able to win even with the cold. The newbie is going on a rampage and needs to be put down. I am faxing you the details, throw away the phone as always. Ten seconds until self destruction..."

[Lyeos]

Throw the phone to the other side of the room. But hang up first, to be polite.

[Comrade Shamrock]

Ponder why these phones were put in front of all the doors. There could have been a grave mistake. Oh and drop phone down a toilet.

[Harry Baldman]

Ponder why these phones were put in front of all the doors. There could have been a grave mistake. Oh and drop phone down a toilet.

Use vampiric super speed to perform toilet phone bombing. Hope that self destruction isn't just this sort of fizzling thing, and hit the deck in another room.

If there isn't a toilet available or it's too far off, place phone in box of packing peanuts and throw box down hallway to create awesome confetti.

[Prudent Viper]

Use the phone to blow open the door we knocked on earlier.

[~Neri]

Blow open the window and flee~ Only Hollywood vampires burn, we just get a bad sunburn, like normal vampires~

[Funk]

Blow open the window and flee~ Only Hollywood vampires burn, we just get a bad sunburn, like normal vampires~

+1

[Prudent Viper]

Blow open the window and flee~ Only Hollywood vampires burn, we just get a bad sunburn, like normal vampires~

Actually, vampires twinkle in the sunlight now. And Dracula? The father of vampire culture, the archetype? He's a typical Hollywood hero, judging by the trailers for the new film. *Gags*

[Stirk]

He's a typical Hollywood hero, judging by the trailers for the new film. *Gags*

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What kind of vampire am I? Only time will tell.

[~Neri]

I vote Alucard's type. Lets be Girlycatcard.

[Stirk]

Looking around the area I am situated, I see neither toilet nor window. Assuming this place is built for vampires, that would be logical. Do I even need to go to the bathroom? All blood diet probably doesn't leave a lot of waste. Even if I wasn't vulnerable to sunlight, it would probably be a bad idea to have a bunch of open windows when everyone runs around armed to the teeth. But seriously though, do vampires ever have to go to the bathroom? Like ever?

I spent so much time thinking about pointless things that the phone beeps twice, signaling the explosion is immanent! I might as well follow the urge I have. I slam the phone back into the box and kick it down the hallway towards the door I stole it from. It explodes, right in front of it, with the power of a small firework, making a lot of noise and a brief flash of light. Styrofoam fell like snow, as the explosion set off the second phone's explosives. Soon the hallway was filled with falling Styrofoam and smoke.

There is a slight pause as the Styrofoam starts to settle. Then the door bursts open.

Standing in the doorway is a young lady with light blue hair going down just past her chin. She is wearing a French Maid outfit, with enough frills to conquer a small country. And that is a lot of frills. She gazes sleepily at the mess for a few moments, before closing the door calmly. Immediately afterwords, she slams the door open again, her gaze transformed into that of a demon.

"WHO DID THIS!" She screams at the top of her lungs, with a high-pitched anime like voice louder then the two explosions. She looks around for a few seconds, her purple eyes finally coming into contact with my own. With a look of pure hate, she reached inside the frills on either side of her dress and pulled out two Taurus Raging Bull .223 rifle caliber revolvers, one in each hand. She prepares to fire Macedonian style, locking her thumbs into a V.

"YOU MONSTER! I AM ON CLEANING DETAIL TODAY"

[Prudent Viper]

Do we know she's a vampire? Like, can we sense her lack of soul or something?

If not, we could probably disarm her before she fires those guns.

[Harry Baldman]

Point at self with doe-eyed look. Look genuinely hurt by the accusation.

Possibly meow.

Stretch out on the ground to affirm innocence.