You are invited
Chatterbox: Pudding's Place
You are invited
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
(December 1, 2013 - 9:29 pm)
I'm starting to think I'm the murderer.
(January 18, 2014 - 3:36 pm)
This one was funny.
(January 18, 2014 - 9:54 pm)
Day 19
Alas, our dear Gilraen tragically perished. But where? And how? And who did it? I think a game of Clue is in order!
Mrs. White (Tovah): How can we play Clue without the suspect cards?
Professor Plum (Skyler): It's only fair to the murderer that way. We can act as the suspects, but we don't truly know who killed Gilraen.
Mrs. Peacock (SC): Did the lodge just reshape itself?
Miss Scarlet (Red): Well, we didn't have a conservatory before.
Colonel Mustard (BHR): You really don't have to dress up as your character, Red.
Miss Scarlet: But it's more fun that way! Besides, when else would I have a use for this wig?
Mr. Green (Grace): Well, should we start, then?
Miss Scarlet: My turn first! Ouch! It's hard to run in high heels!
Mr. Green: You're wearing high heels? Really? You had to go all the way?
Miss Scarlet: Duh. I even found some costume jewlery and borrowed Melody's makeup kit!
Melody's ghost: Ewww! Red! I'm not using that ever again!
Colonel Mustard: Way too much information, guys.
Professor Plum: I'm going to the study. I suggest Jem Louise Margaret was murdered in the study with a knife, but Gilraen is nowhere to be found.
Mrs. Peacock: I suggest nobody come into the kitchen as there's absolutely nothing here. *munch crunch* Except for these cookies. *munch munch* Which are absolutely terrible tasting, by the way, so don't come over here and try any. *nom nom* I'll just do my civil duty and dispose of all them. *crunch crunch*
Colonel Mustard: We have a billiards room? Cool! Who wants to play with me?
Mrs. White: I do!
Mr. Green: Guys! Remain focused! We have to find Gilraen!
Mrs. White: Ehh, she can wait! I want to play this game!
Gilraen's ghost: I don't want to wait! Hurry up and find my body! You can play billiards later!
Colonel Mustard: The dining room is all empty except for an opera-singing ghost. And in the lounge--Red, what are you doing?
Miss Scarlet: Reading Fancy Cats, The Magazine That Bears No Resemblance Whatsoever To Cat Fancy.
Mrs. Peacock: Ooh, a library! I'm just going to stay here for a while.
Professor Plum: Yeah, I found it too. Isn't it cool?
Mr. Green: Honestly! Nobody's on track here! Fine, then! I'll search by myself!
Mrs. White: Ha! Beat you to it! I suggest that somebody killed Gilraen in the ballroom with the candlestick.
BHR: Aww, the clue game is gone! Darn! I was just starting to read a deluxe edition of Little Women!
Red: Ha! At least I'm still cross-dressing! Hey, maybe I should just wear this for a couple of days and freak out all your parents wehn they come to pick you up!
SC: No. Don't.
Rest in peace, Gilraen. Rest in peace.
(January 19, 2014 - 12:58 pm)
Please just tell me my lip balm was safe. That's all I really use.
Red can carry on my legacy by singing whatever song he wants next. If Red dies, I leave my musical legacy to BHR.
(January 19, 2014 - 4:53 pm)
Well, I got into that too- kidding! Kidding! It's safe and untouched!
This may turn out bad, considering I can't actually sing all that well. Additionally, most of the stuff I know is stuff nobody else knows. Oh well, I'll find something.
(January 19, 2014 - 9:59 pm)
Haha....haha...ha. Wow. This is getting strange now that there's only six of them left.
(January 19, 2014 - 9:50 pm)
Day 20
Our first boy bit the dust today.
Red: I suggest a Queen song is in order!
Grace: Oh, Skyler died? Darn, I was excited there for a moment!
SC: Red's hard to kill off. I've tried, believe me.
BHR: Hey, SC, should we compare notes?
Red: SC, you're on my side now! Don't go double-crossing me! And Melody told me I could sing whatever I like so...
BHR: At least "Another One Bites the Dust" has a catchy beat.
Red: Who said I was going to do that? I'm going to sing "Bicycle Race", as that's much more annoying!
Tovah: How did Skyler die anyway?
He was run over by a-
Red: Bicycle! Bicycle! Bicycle!
Grace: Oh, here we go.
Red: I want to ride my
Tovah: Bicycle! Bicycle! Bicycle!
Red: I want to ride my bicycle; I want to ride my bike. I want to ride my bicycle; I want to ride it where I like!
Grace: Melody, what horror have you brought upon us?
If you've never heard this annoying song in question, you are clearly missing out. Look it up immediatly and have it stuck in your head for the rest of the day.
Tovah: Whoo! That was fun!
Red: Hey, what other annoying songs do I have on my iPod?
Grace: No more! SC, bring out the cupcakes!
SC: Are we having a party?
BHR: I'll invite the ghosts!
Grace: What? No-
Red: How about the Safety Dance?
Theo: DID SOMEBODY SAY "SAFETY DANCE"?
Grace: What is this, a musical? How we did just get a ghost dance party?
BHR: Come on, Grace, dance! Otherwise you won't be my friend anymore!
Theo: Cause your friends don't dance, and if they don't dance, well, they're no friends of mine!
Red: Safety dance! Oops! Sorry, JLM. Guys, if you happen to do the "S" thing with your hands while you're holding a knife, hold on hard!
Grace: Why were you carrying a knife in the first place?
SC: He was bringing it over here, to cut the cake.
Grace: What cake?! What's going on?
Tovah: Just accept that everything's gone really weird and you'll be okay!
Yes, I admit that Red and I (and Sakura) were dancing and singing the Safety Dance over here. This is probably the best part of schizophrenia: If you ever want to sing and dance the Safety Dance with someone, you'll have someone to do it with it, no matter when or where.
Rest in peace, Skyler. Rest in peace.
(January 20, 2014 - 5:32 pm)
Grace, Tovah, SC, BHR, Red. I think SC is the murderer.
(January 20, 2014 - 6:39 pm)
Would you like some cupcakes, Maggie dear? How about the rest of you?
I think it's either me or Red.
(January 20, 2014 - 9:20 pm)
SC, I want your cupcake recipe.
(January 20, 2014 - 9:36 pm)
1. Make da cupcake batter.
2. ADD DA POISON.
3. Bake da cupcakes.
4. Force feed people da cupcakes.
(January 20, 2014 - 10:10 pm)
Thank you, SC! (For some bizarre reason, I can't stop giggling maniacally.)
(January 20, 2014 - 10:24 pm)
As a super spy, I snuck into her kitchen and pilfered the secret recipe to share with you all. Enjoy.
Ingredients:
Cupcake mix
Sugar. Lots of sugar, because sugar is tasty. About two tons will do.
Half a college chem lab (be sure to sift to remove professors and be careful of glassware)
Frosting!!!!
Sprinkles!!!!
Food Coloring!!!!
Jalapeno Sauce
SC's Secret Ingredient (I bet it's sugar)
3 bags of chocolate chips
Whatever flavorings you want
Instructions:
1. Break open the bags of chocolate chips and eat them all.
2. Mix cupcake mix, sugar, and chem lab in a really gigantic bowl. Add a tablespoon of jalapeno sauce and then stir three times counterclockwise- aw, who are you fooling? Just dump everything in and stir it a bunch until it looks nice!
3. Get tired of stirring and eat half the batter.
4. Wait three years for the oven to preheat and whine about how you should have done this earlier.
5. Plop the remaining batter into cupcakes tins and stick into the oven.
6. Ooh, Sherlock!
7. One and a half hours later, flail to the oven and pull out the burned cupcakes.
8. Because you pulled them out without oven mitts, stick your hands under the faucet and curse like a sailor.
9. If you cover it with enough frosting, no one will know they're burnt!
10. SPRINKLES!!!!!
11. Look at the pretty picture in the book and despair that yours don't look like that.
12. Take a picture.
13. Photoshop it.
14. Put in on Instagram with all the other million food pictures and say it was the easiest thing in the world! No burned fingers at all!
15. Give to Red or that English teacher who just assigned you that essay you don't want to do and say, "They're not posionous at all!" I'm sure he'll believe you.
(January 20, 2014 - 10:16 pm)
NO! My recipe has been discovered!
(January 20, 2014 - 10:51 pm)
Hehehe!
(January 21, 2014 - 12:31 am)