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Dear Members of the Chatterbox,
I think we should start a ski lodge murder mystery game. The rules are listed below:
-First of all, it is not supposed to be gory or scary. It is supposed to appropriate and humorous.
-You play as yourself. The premise is: You are invited to a ski lodge for however many days. You go and have fun but then people start dying mysteriously. You need to figure out who the culprit is.
-The murderer is one of you who join the game but you won't know who it is. I will.
-One person dies a day.
-Strange things happen in the ski lodge. Logic doesn't nessecarily apply here, as you will soon see.
-Every day, I will post (probably in the morning) the day's events. Read, enjoy, speculate, and if you like, write the day from your point of view or something you think happened. The sillier the better.
-You die randomly. I pull your name out of a Sugarbowl. By the way, Gollum, remember last year when I lost your name in my lunchbox? I found it two days ago on my art easel in the garage. I have absolutely no idea how it got there.
-The game shall start on July 7. I know it's Camp NaNo, but it shouldn't take you guys too long to check every day and a short conversation or something if you feel like it.
-I don't know when it will end, that depends on how many people want to play.
-This is the same kind of thing that happened last year in October. Hopefully, I don't have nightmares for three months straight this time.
-Please, please join. Just say "I want to join" to join.
And that's all. If you have any questions, please don't be afraid to ask.
Sincerely,
The Omnipotent Narrator
submitted by T.O.N.
(June 18, 2013 - 12:49 pm)
(June 18, 2013 - 12:49 pm)
Day 8
*perky piano music* Today's Ski Lodge Murder Mystery is brought to you by Walden Cabin Rentals! Avoid your taxes and waste away in peace while you write your novel!
Alas, our dearest blonde heroine lover has kicked the bucket. BHR tragically died after being clocked over the head with a Percy Jackson box set and Little Women book. (Note: I know this wasn't entirely clear, but the doctor died because a large bookcase fell on him. The books were just a side effect.)
Ima: She died surrounded by some of her favorite possesions...
Red: So, Little Women! My arch-nemisis! We meet again! Have you resorted to teaming up with Percy Jackson to fell our comorades?
Teresa: Theo, you're a good artist, right? Can you draw the chalk line?
Theo: It's gonna be tough outlining all that hair... But no challange is too big for the mighty Theo!
Miki: I wonder what the murderer's motives were.
Daffodil: Hey, Red, you're opposing BHR in the war, right? Did you kill her to advance ahead?
Red: I would never do anything that low! Besides, that means that I would have had to team up with Little Women, and that book is one of my worst enemies!
Miki: Don't worry, Daffodil, to Red, the team you're on doesn't matter in the slightest.
Red: I said I was sorry...
Melody: Could it be Theo? What if he wanted to bump off BHR so he wouldn't have to share all the spoils of the war?
Theo: WHAT?! That is the craziest thing I've ever heard!
Ima: What if it was done for non-political reasons?
Teresa: Okay, everyone, let's all list the evillest things we've ever done to see who could be the murderer.
Melody: *ahem* There's a party here in Agrabah, there's excitement in the air. People pouring in near and far...
Much, much later.
Teresa: Sorry I suggested that.
Red: And then there was the time I threw guavas at Ru-kun's neighbor's shed with Ru-kun and we nearly got caught... (True story!)
Ima: Wait, Melody, so are you a thief or do you just like singing weird Disney songs?
Melody: Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh.
Miki: This is getting us nowhere! Let's just stop!
In other news, Jem Louise Margaret told Daffodil that she was going camping and that she would be back Sunday night.
Daffodil: Doesn't that sound familiar?
However, she tripped on the door frame and fell over and accidently stabbed herself on a Swiss Army Knife.
Daffodil: I swear, I have never seen anyone be that clumsy before. I mean it. And I have an older brother.
Meanwhile, back at the (Philadelphia) ranch...
Joe the Stickfiddler: I'm not clumsy! Jeez, Daffodil!
Rest in peace, Blond Heroines Rule. Rest in peace.
Captcha says rhuf. Are you a dog, Captcha?
(July 14, 2013 - 11:02 am)
I thought I died on day seven...
(July 14, 2013 - 3:50 pm)
Aaargh! I'm so sorry! See, I had a bunch of family over this morning and they were all bugging me and I couldn't pay attention and... That was your ghost. Apparently.
(July 14, 2013 - 5:12 pm)
If I die young, bury me in satin...
(July 14, 2013 - 5:44 pm)
Isn't that line from a song? Maybe Taylor Swift? Or not?
(July 15, 2013 - 1:55 pm)
It is a song, but not Taylor Swift. I heard it in a store once, so I googled it. It's by The Band Perry, and the video has her doing what I call an Anne Shirley, where she sinks in a boat holding the book, the Lady of Shalott.
The first part after that goes:
If I die young, bury me in satin. Lay me down in a bed or roses, sink me in the river at dawn, send me away with the words of a love song.
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother, she'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors...
Can't remember any more lyrics, though it's not really a sad song. But when I read that I died, it reminded me of that song!
(July 15, 2013 - 9:23 pm)
I am here to defend my honor. I have never stolen anything that wasn't already ~Blue Fairy~'s. However, I was voted most heartless in an evil SI on here once. Make of that what you will.
*starts humming the Twilight Zone theme*
(July 14, 2013 - 4:36 pm)
I swear I'm not this strange in real life.
(July 14, 2013 - 4:38 pm)
Is it too late for me to join? I didn't check the Chatterbox often enough to know it was starting.
(July 15, 2013 - 6:01 am)
Can I join?
(July 15, 2013 - 6:43 am)
I'm sorry, Watermelon and Bounty, but we're so far in the game that I can't really just add you guys... I'm sorry!
(July 15, 2013 - 10:09 am)
It's okay.
(July 15, 2013 - 3:14 pm)
Yeah, it's alright. It's fun to just read any way.
(July 16, 2013 - 6:38 am)
Day 9
It seems that our dear friend Miki has seen the light at the end of the tunnel. Today, the remaining skiiers decided to reenact "Harry Potter Puppet Pals". Melody was Snape, Red was Dumbledore, Miki was Ron, Daffodil was Hermoine, Theo was Harry Potter, and Ima was supposed to be Voldemort. Supposed to be, because the mysterious ticking noise did indeed turn out to be a time bomb. One that Miki was holding. Fortunatly for the other skiiers, the time bomb was a rather weak one, all things considered and no one else blew up.
Red: We were supposed to use a metronome! Theo, why did you use a time bomb?
Theo: I didn't do it! Daffodil, weren't you in charge of the mysterious ticking noise?
Daffodil: No, it was Melody!
Melody: What? I was doing costumes! Ima, weren't you the person in charge of the mysterious ticking noise?
Ima: No, I was working on the costumes with you, Melody. Red, I thought you were supposed to bring it...
Well, as no one can remember who was supposed to provide the ticking, let's move on with the day.
Melody: Speaking of ticking... Never smile at a crocodile!
Red: Oh yeah. We could have used Tick-Tock.
Theo: No, I think we really should have used the metronome. That strikes me as much safer.
In other news, the door bell rang again and Daffodil answered the door. It was, again, Assasins R Us.
Agent E.W.: We're done advertising today, though.
Agent Alpacachan: We're looking for the mysterious entity known as Number Four.
Daffodil: I don't know anyone named Number Four...
Agent Alpacachan: He's a unicorn.
Daffodil: Yeah. I really can't help you there.
Agent E.W.: I told you he wasn't here! Now we have to go back to looking in logical places for him. Like in the classes we share with him.
Just then, Jem Louise Margaret happened to walk by.
Agent Alpacachan: Hey, JLM! Long time no see! I want to give you a hug!... Oops. I forgot I was holding a kinfe.
Agent E.W.: Don't try this at home, kids. We are trained professionals with more than a year of experience.
Agent Alpacachan: Heh. I guess he really isn't here. In that case, goodbye, munchkins!
Daffodil: Seriously, JLM, are you a knife magnet or what?
Rest in peace, Miki. Rest in peace.
(July 15, 2013 - 10:41 am)
Ima, what's your favorite type of cake? (I know there are vegan cakes out there!)
(July 15, 2013 - 6:10 pm)