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 Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 7:19 pm
Isis finished her food and sighed as she sipped her wine. She stayed out on the balcolny for some time before she headed back inside. God im bored... She thought to herself. Maybe i should leave and continue on with my mission? -But what if something happens here?- Isis sighed again, she took a glass of water and sipped at it.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 7:21 pm
Caylem sat and watched the woman sipping wine. He smiled and started shuffling the cards.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 7:40 pm
( razz shes on water now or she'll be plastered lol)
Isis leaned against the wall and tried to cover a yawn with her mouth. Maybe i should hold up here for the night or something. I have been wandering for sometime now. And sleep hasnt come easy for me lately.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 7:48 pm
Nary, done with her second glass of wine, began to meditate. Her face had the lightest line of pink across her nose. ((I love the way anime does intoxication, and so, I use it in my writings - bwhaha - *coughcoughHACK* ... Ok... No more of that...)) It didn't distract her too much from meditating properly. Though two glasses wasn't much for most, considering she'd hardly drank a thing in her life, her system wasn't used to it and so, more easily affected by the alcohol.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 8:00 pm
Dr. Lootworn, unfortunately, was not as cautious with alchohol as the two women.
He was currently singing a lewd song at the top of his lungs.
And, with the Ancient Machinery amplifying his voice, that's pretty loud.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 8:05 pm
Caylem covered his ears. He wanted the...Robot thing to shut up...More over he wish he could yell over the voice and tell him to stop.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 8:14 pm
Concentration and meditation ruined, Nary was livid. Her eye twitched as she shot them open, glaring daggers at that... contraption that was making such a racket. She stood and bellowed as loud as she could:
"HEY - SHUT THE HELL UP! YOUR SINGING SUCKS!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 9:00 pm
Caylem smiled at the girl. That it...yell you heart out...shut him up
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 10:00 pm
Thomas gave a wicked smile, "Oh I beg to differ." He walked up next to the Dr, "Mind if I join in?" he swung his glass in the manner of a conductor, carefull no to spill. In a few seconds he had the rythm nd was singing along at the top of his lungs. In a short pause he threw back another drink, "With gusto!" he shouted eagerly.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 1:43 am
the steward knocked on the door "mister kren could you come down to the reception please?" he knocks again "mister kren?" he opens the door and gasps staggering backwards as he sees the scene before him
dark blood was splattered around the room
Lots of blood
he backpeddles out of the room and runs screaming to the exit
"murder! kren has been murdered!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 4:19 am
Caylem blinks and looks towards the new voice. murder...
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:42 pm
The singing stopped at that.
Murder tends to sober one up quite quickly.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 3:00 pm
A Murder? Isis watched as the steward screamed and ran for the exit. But how? Did we not hear it because of the Doctors singing? Isis shook her head her mind suddenly realing with questions, ideas and responses.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 3:25 pm
((Hey...there, the twist i promised...and one biggie, those with stock characters for the event, incase it's not obvious, you are the suspects. Hopefully the cards of mean and motive will be sent to each individual. Remember...you each left the room...you all have opportunity.
Edit: duh, stupid of me to forget. You, the player, are out to solve the murder, who dun it. Kinda like Clue...well...get to work.))
Caylem took another soda and sipped it, ignoring the murmering of excitement and horror of the murder.
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 9:58 am
the girl with orange hair looked at the back of her special invitation and read aloud
"what we need is a detective to solve this mystery"
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