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Post by Luigi on Jul 19, 2004 19:21:14 GMT -5
Cast: J Swans Bsam Soidanae Tyler Pandora Creme Brulee JeromeSqualor jump5fan119 The 667 Reporter Dupin Tocuna The Murderer
Thirteen is a highly significant number. It is associated with unluckiness, and appears in mythology and folklore. Take Norse mythology. There once was a party in Valhella, and 12 guests were invited. But Loki, who was a real jerk, showed up uninvited. The God of Deceit was considered the 13th guest, in case you don't know how to count. So Loki crashed the party, and led Hoder to kill Balder, coincidentally the god of goodness and light and whatnot. Everyone was upset over the death, and needless to say, pissed off and Loki. 13 also has its place in modern day literature. Take A Series of Unfortunate Events, for instance. 13 chapters, 13 books (which, to cynics, is just a marketing ploy in the guise of something more innocent: a running gag), 13 pages to the Snicket file, etc. The Lemony Snicket books take us to 667 Dark Avenue, a message board where people worship discuss the series. It is for these group of people that history will repeat itself. Well, not really repeat itself, as the dinner party never really happened, so there's nothing to repeat.
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Post by royalvioletta on Jul 19, 2004 19:37:12 GMT -5
It's like...The Basic Eight crossed with my sense of humour. YOU WILL BE REWARDED FOR THIS. Heh, Winnie Moprah is funny. Mention her.
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Post by Whales on Jul 19, 2004 19:40:48 GMT -5
Oooh, have an absinthe party! Always good!
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Post by Luigi on Jul 19, 2004 20:29:29 GMT -5
Twelve 667ers and a daemon were packed in a large truck for a summer trip. Swans was driving and The 667 Reporter was in the passenger's seat, scribbling notes in the memo pad. Creme Brulee sat uncomfortably, with Bsam passed out next to her. Soidanae was leaning against the door, making herself small as possible to allow an inch of space between Bsam's and herself. Tyler, Dupin, Pandora, Tocuna were in the next row of seats. They were too squashed to be doing much, so they were either planning fanfics or just thinking. Jerome, Jump5fan119, J and Captiosus, who was a mouse in J's pocket, sat in the third seat. The arrangment could not have been worse. Captiosus often kept turning into a vicious animal to snarl at Jumpfan, who kept muttering "loser wannabe" under his breath. Jerome would sometimes call the ride "gay" and J would complain, b :-Xtch and moan about it. And in the trunk, beneath the countless suitcases, was an uninvited guest.
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Post by Luigi on Jul 19, 2004 20:34:23 GMT -5
Thanks. I'm gonna have to watch that, at jump5's gender.
My sincerest apologies. I sympathize. Twice today, I was mistaken for a boy, and they HAD visuals!
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Post by Soidanae on Jul 19, 2004 20:42:45 GMT -5
*cough* Yeah...Is it part of the story?
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Post by Luigi on Jul 19, 2004 20:51:15 GMT -5
They finally arrived at the house that they would be staying at. They all started stretching their legs and Captiosus started stretching his wings in the form of a snow owl. "Well, let's get the suitcases." Soidanae said. The uninvited guest crawled under the first row of seats. It was dark. A VFD member might have observed the figure crawling beneath the seats, but none of these people were volunteers...yet. They only dreamed they were. The bags were filled with clothes and books, mainly, and for Soidanae, Tocuna and J, a towel. A towel, says the guide, is about the most massiviely important thing an interstellar hitchhikers can have. And it could also be an important tool if there's a murderous murderer after you. But that's for later. Creme Brulee's bag had cheese and crackers, which are, unfortunately, not as useful as towels and cannot save one's live under much normal circumstances, however tasty they might be.
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Post by Luigi on Jul 19, 2004 21:01:14 GMT -5
Jump5fan was throwing down others' suitcases, looking for his own. "What are you doing?" J said, who could care less about the other's suitcases but never missed the chance to critisize a really cool member. "You do know people hate you enough as it is. They'll hate you more if you ruin their stuff." "Wannabe loser," Jump5fan said, huffily taking his bag.
Fortunately, there were 12 rooms. But some of the rooms had dual uses. For example, J, who took the largest room with a TV and a large couch was disappointed to find out that it also doubled as an entertainment room. She wanted to switch rooms right after she found out, but it was too late. Creme Brulee took a room with cabinents and ovens, perfect for cooking, and she was disappointed to find out it would be the kitchen for everyone. The Reporter dragged Bsam up to the room with a toilet, and when Bsam woke up, he was disappointed to see he had the bloody bathroom. So he took a blunt, metal object and bashed the toilet so it broke. "No one will be using it now," he said. But the person who had it worst was the Murderer, who had to hide in the basement. It smelled, and it was cluttered--both worked in his favour, as the smell would keep people away. But if anyone needed to come down, he could hide amongst the clutter. The only posession the murderer had was a little, black leather book.
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Post by Luigi on Jul 19, 2004 21:13:27 GMT -5
So will Jump be the first to die? Is the "murderer" part of the 12 (13, sorry C), or another character? No, it's someone else. But you can easily guess by the cryptic messages s/he leaves after he murdrs.
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Antenora
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Post by Antenora on Jul 19, 2004 22:27:14 GMT -5
...The bags were filled with clothes and books, mainly, and for Soidanae, Tocuna and J, a towel. A towel, says the guide, is about the most massiviely important thing an interstellar hitchhikers can have. And it could also be an important tool if there's a murderous murderer after you. But that's for later.... Yay, towels! Nice touch there. Your story is quite funny so far. I hope to read more and try to figure out who the murderer is.
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Post by Celinra on Jul 19, 2004 23:22:20 GMT -5
I like it so far... I'm looking forward to seeing what happens.
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Post by Charles Vane on Jul 20, 2004 1:31:36 GMT -5
I like it, J. I think Jermone or Jump will die first.
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Post by Soidanae on Jul 20, 2004 7:09:37 GMT -5
I'm enjoying this...and I think Creme may die before Jump.
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Antenora
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Post by Antenora on Jul 20, 2004 9:36:06 GMT -5
I'm hoping that jump dies first, although it's possible that Jerome will be the first victim.
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Post by Luigi on Jul 20, 2004 15:37:53 GMT -5
You're all wrong.
And I'm just doing this thing to get it done. The chapters won't be long or well-written. Mostly because I'm sort of uncomfortable writing about "real" people. Maybe I'll go back and edit and add later, when it's done,
Swans went to an outhouse because Bsam broke the toilet. It was around 10:45 at night so it was dark. Suddenly, she slipped on something and then fell on something, followed by a loud crack. She tried to see what it was through the darkness--some sort of animal--a bird--a swan, of course with something sticking out of its body. She pulled it out. It was metal, in the shape of a T with an incredibly sharp end. "Don't turn around," said a voice. Swans turned around. The murderer threw another metal T. It hit her.
Jump5fan poked the body with a stick. "Good. Another wannabe loser away from me." Everyone--especially Tocuna and Todd-- was circling the body, investigating the crime scene. "Uh...Pull the murder weapon out." Captiosus suggested. No one wanted to touch it. "Well, if we're not going to do anything, I'm going back to the house." Creme Brulee said. "Yeah. Come on, Capt." "Wait," Tocuna said. She pull out the cross while trying her hardest not to look. "I'm not examining it any more until the blood is wiped away." "With what? Our shirts?" Jerome asked. "No. Here." J handed Tocuna a towel. Tocuna looked at the cross. "Oh. I see something already." Tocuna said. Everyone leaned closer to look at the cross. "It's an engraving." "'You Have Sinned.'" Dupin read aloud. Pandora snatched the cross that had killed the swan and wiped the blood off with J's towel. "Same thing," Pandora said. "So the guy doesn't like swans or Swans. Luckily, none of us are swans." Dupin said. "No. Maybe the swan was just supposed to be ironic or somethng." Tocuna said. "Maybe the guy's OK with swans, he just doesn't like Swans. Or...or any 667er for that matter. We might have a serial killer." "Serial killers are loser wannabes, are so are you." Jump5fan said. J took one of the crosses and hit him over the head with it. "It could be one of us," Tyler said. "Who else could it be?" Tocuna asked. "Hm...well, we know who indirectly murdered swans." J said. "Indirectly?" Tocuna said. "Yes. If the toilet hadn't been broken, then Swans would not need to use an outhouse. And who broke the toilet? Maybe it's not so indirectly after all. Maybe Bsam had this plot all along." J said. "And we can't dust the weapons any more for fingerprints. Pandora touched them, I touched them, Tocuna touched them...." They were all silent for a moment. "Well, we'll just have to wait for the killer to strike again." Jerome said. That didn't sound very good. "Now, what do we do with the body?" "Leave it," Todd said, suddenly. "I'll be examining the crime scene furthur, and I'll also take pictures--" "To photoshop it?" Soidanae joked. No one laughed. They were thinking of how it would feel to be murdered like that, they were thinking of suspects, and some of them were thinking of the cryptic message engraved in both crosses.
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