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The doorbell rings,
The doorbell rings, you get it, and there are a bunch of girls throwing confetti and a dude with good hair and a white smile. "Congratulations! You are one of the lucky few that will go on a FREE CROSS-COUNTRY TRIP on the Happy Butterfly Express! The Express leaves at precisely 2 a.m. tomorrow in front of Hotel Happy Sunshine Good Times!!! Come, on to the HAPPY BUTTERFLY EXPRESS, where there will be ABSOLUTELY NO MURDERS.... OR WILL THERE?
The dude laughs maniacally, and then he and the girls leave.
So... you will be going on to the Happy Butterfly Express... one of you is a murderer.... the rest are all murderees. The Happy Butterfly Express will be waiting for you...
*laughs evilly*
submitted by The Train Master
(April 13, 2015 - 10:57 am)
(April 13, 2015 - 10:57 am)
Geek girl - I will pack a bow, arrows, books, toys, tent, sword, food, clothes, sleeping bags, and last but not least my alter egos
Grumpy Katniss- Hunger Games on a bus at least I have experience * makes sad cat face *
Dragon girl - at least I have a lot of powers *sneezes fire comes out then sobs *
geek girl - I am ready to fight
alter egos - we are ready too
(April 21, 2015 - 4:38 pm)
Sorry did not realize how late I was to late to join. I will join next time.
(April 21, 2015 - 4:45 pm)
I think I know who you are Train Master...
(April 21, 2015 - 9:42 pm)
Who is it? I want to know!
(April 22, 2015 - 11:09 am)
Dear Diary,
Oh, I'm so scared! I've hardly slept a wink last night after Indigo's death. What if I am to be next? My heart is nearly breaking out of pity for Will and Indigo. How am I to go on? My few happy hours at the library are over. I don't believe I'll ever be happy again!
Yours through terror,
Booksy
(April 21, 2015 - 9:51 pm)
Diary of Brookeira:
I apologized to somebody for accidentally hitting her with my frozen custard instead of MP. MP got into an argument with devil owl and is currently writing feverishly. Poor Indigo. She never saw the pudding coming.
Diary of MP:
Heya Diary,
DEVIL OWL IS WEEEEEIRD. AND SHE DOESN'T LIKE MY CUSTARD PIE. ARGH.
Diary of Baelfire:
Diary-
I'm quite scared. Terrified, to be precise. I believe I'm having a panic attack- (the rest is burned away)
(April 22, 2015 - 2:34 pm)
St.Owl's Diary-
Poor Indigo. I'm glad I wasn't throwing custard, because I don't want to be charged for murder. (Just for that, I know it's going to be me.) But the only thing I was doing was throwing Jell-o and Feather and Dev! (Okay, and maybe a little at Somebody and co. But we're good friends. It doesn't matter.)
Anyway, I only packed black clothes, so I'm in a mourning period right now. Yes, I'm completely silent. And I'm just sitting here on the top bunk staring into space. (Okay, I was sitting on the top bunk staring into space. Now I'm writing in here. Next I'll be staring at Doctor WHo with Chrisotpher Eccleson.)
Speaking of witch, it's time. Gotta go! I really want them to be saved from the creepy unearthy kid who runs around saying "mummy"!
~~~St.Owl~~~~~
Devil Owl's diary~
THROWING BRUSSELS SROUTS CUSTARD AND JELLO IS AWSOME. I HATE MASKED PIESTER'S CUSTARD PIE. IT'S DISGUSTING. AND SHE/HE CALLED ME A GIRL. I AM A BOY!!!!! A BOY!!!!!!!
~~~Dev~~~~
Feather's Diary-
Why did St.Owl have to drag me along? I hate this! I want to be the next victim! Waaaah!
~~~Feather~~~~
(April 22, 2015 - 4:49 pm)
Hahaha....
your wish shalll be granted...
As soon as I get past my writer's block for this thread. :P
Ah, do you have news for me, little CAPTCHA?
CAPTCHA: Wymp.
Well that isn't the nicest thing...
(April 22, 2015 - 6:03 pm)
Dear Diary,
Poor, poor Indigo. So many food-related accidents--I suspect Chaosie, but who knows? It could be someone...hiding....in....the....CLOSET!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, okay, I'm calm. Well, not really. But calmer. Caraysia is also not calm but calmer. I think I shall get to know my cabinmates better--then I'll be comforted, and if one of them's secretly the murderer, they'll be less likely to choose me next.
Or not.
(April 22, 2015 - 7:12 pm)
*puts on an innocent face* Who me? How could I have done anything suspicious? *walks out of room* *far away, insane laughter is heard*
(April 23, 2015 - 5:49 pm)
The CBers awoke to a strange scene.
In Somebody and Co.'s room, it was snowing cotton candy.
Danie and Co.'s, sprinkles.
Booksy Owly and Co.'s, marshmallows.
Cayke and Co.'s, chocolate shavings.
Then the Train Master's voice came over the PA again. "Hello, guys! Just thought you'd like to know, the "yummy snow" mechanism malfunctioned, so there may be some snowing of yummy things throughout the Express. Also, we will be having a Chopped tournament in the kitchen, and we need three judges and four cooks and one host. I will put the baskets together because I am a very sick person when it comes to Chopped baskets. Good luck... NOT. AHAHAHAHA!!!!"
The P.A. clicked off.
The LED board had an electronic sign up sheet. St., Feather and Danie signed up for judge. Volcano signed up for host. Somebody, Cayke, Masked Piester and Chaosie signed up for cooks. They passed through the dining car (where if was snowing cereal) and into the kitchen. The judges were seated and the rules were explained.
"And for the appetizer round you just use..." Volcano said. "Root beer, dried seaweed, balsamic vinegar and *shudder* spinach! And your cooking time begins... NOW!"
I will let you, the cooks, write abou what you are cooking, and then you, the judges, write about what you are eating. So it will take an RP form but only temporarily. If it works, we may just have a Cutthroat Kitchen next...
(April 23, 2015 - 12:08 am)
What will Spyro and I be doing?
*looks over at Spyro, who is stuffing his face with marshmallows*
sigh
(April 23, 2015 - 9:59 am)
Day 4
I wake up to, of all things, chocolate."ARRRGAHHH!" I let out a half-scream half-roar that wakes up everyone in the room. I HATE chocolate. I run though the chocolate out the door.
I now think it is one of the cooks. There is a cooking tournament and the both signed up for it. I didn't because the cooks did.
Well, I hope no one dies at it.
What tomorrow will bring who knows?
(April 25, 2015 - 8:14 pm)
YES! Chopped!
(April 23, 2015 - 3:30 pm)
I AM MAKING POISONED CUPCAKES!! Oh, wait what did I just say? I meant normal-totally-not-poisoned cupcakes. *laughs insanely*
(April 23, 2015 - 5:51 pm)