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Chatterbox: Pudding's Place
The colour in
The colour in the room your are standing in drains. Shadows dance arlund the walls.
You gasp. Suddenly, a black suited man rushes in, and pushes a letter into your hand. You gasp again.
The letter reads: "Dear character or plot device, please come to the creepy black and white hotel in 1950's San Francisco. We are waiting for you.* Signed, Alfred."
You had never heard of Film Noir, or Alfred Hitchcock, so you said yes. Nothing could go wrong...
I will accept Æs and Captchas, but only humans. No dragons or gosties or *gasp* BIRDS!
You can bring nothing, exept clothes and necessaties. And the people who count things that do not matter as necessaties will be BE FED TO THE BIR... I ment: Have to feed my pets.
The first one to get correctly guess me gets A BIRD!
-Alfred out
submitted by Alfred
(November 30, 2016 - 10:00 pm)
(November 30, 2016 - 10:00 pm)
I LOVE MONTY PYTHON!!! Also, now what?
(December 10, 2016 - 6:44 pm)
I have no idea. I have died, but I am still read these things.
(December 11, 2016 - 12:50 am)
Sorry I haven't been reading. I had to do A LOT of homework this week and then I went traveling for two days and then I just performed a comedy skit and now I'm really tired and Ward Voldomart whatever and the death eateries HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA that made me laugh and I call him Lord Moldywart and yay I'm remembered and I'm exhausted so goodnight.
and ps Cardinal almost said my nickname good job your learning goodnight
(December 11, 2016 - 2:23 am)
Day Seven
Everyone who remained breathing awoke on the last day of the ski lodge. Alfred/Ex Machina had given the murderer many ingenious weapons. Things were about to get good.
Everyone walked into the buffet. Creepy shadows flooded the room. A flock of lovebirds flew overhead. Alfred smiled.
The killer called Novelist over to a corner. Novelist saw only a creepy hand. Then, Thor’s Hammer hit her with a blast of lightning. The murderer threw the weapon out of a window. Everyone turned, but there was nobody there. Horse Spirit Girl walked over there, and there was no sign of any murderer. But Horse Spirit Girl had her own troubles. An AE had begun to grow in her head, and she had insane murmurings from the AE-in-a-head 24/7. The ravings told her that the murderer was Pepper Star. She tried to ignore the ravings. (ANd failed)
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Pepper Star did the best thing to do in a situation like this: walk into a shadowy hallway, and try and hide from the killer.
“You know this is where it ends.” Creepy Horse Spirit Girl said.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Pepper screamed.
“Oh, come into the light, my dear.” CHSG said.
“Ok, sure.” Pepper replied, looking with wide eyes at the silhouette of CHSG, her features covered in a veil of shadows.
“So you are the murderer?” Pepper asked.
“An odd question for one in a position of homicidal insanity to ask.” CHSG replied, smiling.
“Madame, I am going to have to ask you to surrender any and all weapons, and put your hands up.” Pepper replied, pointing a Pie Gun at the insane Horse Spirit Girl.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAAHAHAHAAAH
HAHAHAHAHA” The killer said, and threw a bomb of essence of AE.
“I hope someone takes care of my horses.” Poor Horse Spirit Girl said.
“Ugh. Why do I always DIE IN SKI LODGES!” Pepper Star yelled.
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Somebody faced Mirax T at a table.
“You’re the murderer.” Each said in unison.
“I think evidence points to you. Who would kill off AEs first? Only somebody who had dangerous AEs.” Mirax said.
“But, I didn’t bring AEs. Also, you killed off the AEs first, because you had two, and they would no doubt tell others of their kind.” SOmebody countered.
“But, you are clearly the more innocent of the both of us. Therefor, I think you did it, because it would be harder to catch you.” Mirax countered.
“Oh great, you are just lying at this point.” Somebody said.
“Would you like some lightning?” Mirax said, grinning madly. She grabbed Thor’s Hammer, and blasted Somebody to smithereens, laughing maniacally.
(December 11, 2016 - 7:59 pm)
Noice
N I C E
That was really intense near the end, and I couldn't have asked for a better death to be honest.
I look forward to the Sherlock Holmes lodge!
(December 12, 2016 - 8:00 pm)
Thank you everyone for joining. I am doing a (non-humorous) Sherlock Holmes Ski Lodge/guess the murderer story at this link:
http://www.cricketmagkids.com/chatterbox/puddingsplace/node/277668
Alfred out.
(December 11, 2016 - 8:02 pm)