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You are invited to a Winter Ski Lodge Murder Mystery!
Who: Everyone is invited to join. One of you is a murderer, but which one?
What: This is a murder mystery. Every day, one person will die. Who is it? That's your job to figure out.
When: The game will begin on January 1 and end whenever it ends.
Where: The Ski Lodge. In other words, this page.
RSVP: I don't really care as long as you join sometime in December.
Various sundry rules and explanations:
-Each day I will write the story (probably in the morning or right after I get home if I have school). After that, you're welcome and encouraged to write your own view of the day.
-Big one: This isn't violent or gory.
-The motto: The funnier, the better.
-Basic geography does not apply. The Ski Lodge and Surrounding Territories more or less rewrites itself depending on how I want you guys to die.
-I don't decide who dies, so it's completely impartial. I pull everyone's names out of the Sugarbowl. The murderer comes out first (so I can keep track, really) and then I just draw a new name every day.
-Yes, the Sugarbowl is a Sugarbowl. I couldn't find a good hat the first time I wanted to do this and there is actually a skiing place in California called the Sugarbowl, so I thought, well, why not? It's more or less my Death Note.
-Pleeaaaassseee don't ask me to give you some long ridiculous name to put in the Sugarbowl. "Melody the Awesome Authority on all things Disney who is really Awesome" is so large, of course it's going to be pulled out right away.
-Like any good cartoon, logic and physics are overrated.
I hope you can join us.
-The Omnipotent Narrator
submitted by T.O.N.
(December 1, 2013 - 9:29 pm)
(December 1, 2013 - 9:29 pm)
I can't say yes or no, but what I meant by who started the mob, that person was the first to say "Let's kill her!"
(January 12, 2014 - 5:21 pm)
Go the Distance from Hercules
(January 12, 2014 - 3:13 pm)
Noooooo, I'm not the murderer! Maggie, we were wrong! It's funny that the way died was drowning, because in my opinion that would be the worst way to die. Oh well, now I have to try and guess who the real murderer is!
(January 12, 2014 - 3:20 pm)
I started laughing at the line about the pizza! Pizza parties make being squashed by a giant rabbit with a sock not all that bad!
(January 12, 2014 - 6:21 pm)
I feel like Blue Fairy is the murderer, but I am probably wrong.
(January 12, 2014 - 6:37 pm)
You never know! I might be following in my evil sister's footsteps! *grins manically*
(January 13, 2014 - 2:48 pm)
I think I know who the murderer is.
*makes a batch of cupcakes* Would anyone like some? *grins evilly*
(January 12, 2014 - 7:24 pm)
Why, yes, I do believe I know who an attempted murderer is. Thank you for the cupcake, but I'm afraid I must cordially decline. BHR, Theo, SC is such an accomplished baker; perhaps you'd like to try some of her cupcakes?
(January 12, 2014 - 10:02 pm)
Yep. Suspicions confirmed.
(January 12, 2014 - 10:12 pm)
I don't doubt it, but no thanks. ;)
(January 13, 2014 - 8:00 pm)
Well, thank you Red, but I do believe those aren't your cupcakes for giving. Plus, unless SC has a certified cupcake license (signed by me) I'll have to decline. For various reasons.
(January 13, 2014 - 8:53 pm)
She offered me a cupcake, and I'm re-gifting it to you. Of course she has a cupcake license! Ruby hypnotized into signing it!
Captcha says hake. Hake cupcakes? Ew.
(January 14, 2014 - 8:58 pm)
200th comment! *Doo-doo-dooo!*
Day 13
Today an unexpected visitor came to the ski lodge.
Gilraen: Aren't we snowed in? How are we getting visitors?
Maggie: She used the same Deus Ex Machina the assassins always use to get here.
BHR: Hello, Ma'am. I'm afraid we're all booked up and not accepting more customers.
Mysterious Deus Ex Machina-Wielding Woman: Oh, hello! You must be Blonde Heroines Rule! My daughters have told me so much about you!
BHR: All good things, I hope?
Mysterious Mother: Well, that depends on your definition of "good", now doesn't it?
BHR: What the- what's that supposed to mean???
Blue Fairy: Bounty, your mother's here! ... Bounty? Bounty, why are you hiding in the bathroom?
Bounty: Shh, I'm not here! Come back later!
Bounty's Mother: Oh my, there's boys staying here too? I hope you're not getting up to any kind of mischief!
Red: Oh, Ma'am, I would never do anything naughty, I assure you. Now, Skyler, on the other hand, is a very bad boy! You have to watch him constantly! Like a hawk! Fortunatly, I, gracious older brother figure that I am, take care of him and make sure he doesn't, oh, stick Extendable Ears under girls' bedroom doors or imitate love interests.
Skyler: Oh yes, I suppose I'm the one doing all that, now aren't I?
SC and Lizzy: We got her!
The older girls were tasked with dragging Bounty out of the bathroom. One black eye to Lizzy later, Bounty was gagged and hogtied to a pole like a sacrifice for a feast of a cannibalistic king.
Bounty's mother: Thanks for the cookies, Maggie dear, that's so sweet of y- Oh, hello Bounty!
Bounty: Mmrph! Mmrph mmrph mmrph!
Bounty's mother: Don't give me tht sass, young lady! Thanks girls, I'll take her from here. I hope you enjoy your skiing, everyone!
And thus today's unexpected visitor left. Naturally, the entire lodge flocked to the windows to watch the following scenes.
Grace: Ouch, that's going to leave a mark!
Tovah: Holy barumba!
Blackberry: Huh. You can skin a ghost after all.
It seems that Bounty will not be coming back any time soon. Oddly enough, Melody was not on hand at the time to deliver a funny quip and a Disney song. Speaking of Melody, where is she? I haven't seen her all day. Oh, look, here she is. In her room. Crying. Well, well, that's not good. Crying people are always bad for business. They sob on the sheets and leave them a soggy, snotty mess. Here now, Melody, buck up and do stop crying. I'll give you a lollipop if do.
Melody: I don't want a lollipop!
But it's a very nice one! And it's not poisoned either.
Melody: Nobody likes my singing.
I'm sure I can think of someone who doe- Actually, I can't. Well, you know what? No one likes my singing or my song writing either! And do you see me blubbering like a beached beluga? No! The critics all cry, "Stop that madman! Throw away his rhyming dictionary!" Do you know how expensive that gets? Rhyming dictionaries are about seven or eight dollers each, and that really adds up from all the songs I do.
Melody: Do I look like I care?
Why, yes, yes you do.
Melody: You don't understand! Just once, I would like someone to tell me, "Wow, Melody, that was awesome" instead of "Make that horrid bleating stop!" I'm the rabid Disney fan. Singing is my thing. It's my passion, my hobby, my pasttime, but I'm not any good at it, so why try? Nobody likes my singing at all!
Melody, you just haven't found the right audience. Someday, large groups of people will be chanting your name, and not because they all want to murder you. You shouldn't let negative critics drag you down. I bet none of them can sing either. Now, blow your nose.
Melody: *hooooonnnnnk* Thanks. You want this back?
No thank you.
Melody: You're right. I shouldn't let people stop me! I'm going to sing no matter what people say! I have often dreamed of a far off place where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me-
Oh my goodness gracious.
Melody: Shut up! You're the one who said to not let anyone stop me, so I'm not going to listen to your negative comments! Where the crowds will cheer when they see my face and a voice keeps saying this was where I'm meant to be.
Jem Lousie Margaret was stabbed, yet again, by-
Melody: I'LL BE THERE SOMEDAY! I CAN GO THE DISTANCE!
AN ORNERY AND SHARP PINE TREE BRANCH.
Melody: I WILL FIND MY WAY! I CAN BE STRONG!
REST IN PEACE, BOUNTY. REST IN-
Melody: I KNOW EVERY MILE WILL BE WORTH MY WHILE!
PEACE! SOMETHING I DON'T HAVE! RED, WOULD YOU MIND HELPING ME HERE?
Red: Yes, we would all mind very much. We're having an Egyptian war tournament, and what makes you think we'll stop a tournament to help you? How silly of you.
Melody: WHEN I GO THE DISTANCE, I'LL BE RIGHT WHERE I BELONG!
(January 13, 2014 - 9:35 am)
You know I do often wonder that if parents were to ever read some of my comments, if I would disturb them at all...
(January 13, 2014 - 1:16 pm)
Oh the ending was hilarious! Mel, I can imagine her do that!
(January 13, 2014 - 2:52 pm)