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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 10, 2006 23:06:08 GMT -5
(No, I don't think so.)
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Post by Alice Wilde on Feb 10, 2006 23:06:15 GMT -5
It was I. I killed Peter.
...Er, also, because Mrs. Timberton has been fired, would you like to go out to eat? There's this lovely Mexican place down the block.
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Post by PJ on Feb 10, 2006 23:07:55 GMT -5
It was I. I killed Peter. ...Er, also, because Mrs. Timberton has been fired, would you like to go out to eat? There's this lovely Mexican place down the block. As if it was. It was me. Liar. |
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Post by Skeleton Key on Feb 10, 2006 23:08:16 GMT -5
No, it was I!
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Post by s on Feb 10, 2006 23:09:48 GMT -5
I! I killed him! I am a brutal murderess! I had access to the poison; I have killed before. True, my motives were minimal, but who doesn't find random killings fun?
Edit: Under the guise of the harmless old cook I managed to deceive you all! I led to his demise, and to that of twistedbrain! Nobody can take away my glory! NOBODY!
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Post by deanna. on Feb 10, 2006 23:10:09 GMT -5
Everyone killed him collectively!
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Post by Alice Wilde on Feb 10, 2006 23:10:19 GMT -5
You didn't answer my question about the food.
Oh, please. This is becoming mindless. We need some surefire why to discover who REALLY murdered Peter.
Therefore, I suggest a dance murderer-off! The first person to give an exact description of how, when, where, and why they murdered Peter really killed him.
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Post by PJ on Feb 10, 2006 23:14:07 GMT -5
Well, the motive, first of all, was that I hated Peter. He just came here, and acted all stupid and irrational. He was obviously an old member in disguise, causing mischief. So when he gave out his password, I seized the chance and was able to murder him with his guard down with the blowpipe I had stolen from A., and the poison darts Dupin deposited behind a mirror in the males bathroom. Then I killed him, and laid a false trail about the others, to allay the suspicioin by modifying Peter's old posts. Then I started the whole detective thing, to convince people it wasn't me.
But when Cat Scan arrested Alice, I felt bad, and stopped the arrestation from happening. Then, I got bored of it all, and admitted to the murder, and now you copy-cats are trying to ruin the game I created.
You suck.
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Post by Alice Wilde on Feb 10, 2006 23:17:11 GMT -5
I was checking on the guests when a pale hand touched my shoulder. I knew it was him...His eyes had been following me all night.
"You will pay for marrying that man...and for inviting me to this party." Peter whispered, lips barely caressing my earlobe.
My hands fluttered as I responded. "Idle threats, my dear Mr...Oh, what was your last name again?"
"Is that relevant?"
"Yes."
"Thumplemeyer."
"Really?" I murmured. "That's a terrible last name."
"I know. That's why I never told you it."
And, then I stabbed him with a dart I stole from Dupin.
The end.
See? I totally did it.
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Post by PJ on Feb 10, 2006 23:18:58 GMT -5
Nice story Alice.
But that's all it was. A story.
*murderer*
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Post by Alice Wilde on Feb 10, 2006 23:20:10 GMT -5
PJ, I freaking killed Peter Thumplemeyer, and I curse you and your firstborn for taking my glory!
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Post by PJ on Feb 10, 2006 23:22:09 GMT -5
PJ, I freaking killed Peter Thumplemeyer, and I curse you and your firstborn for taking my glory! MY firstborn? Alice, my dear, you must mean OUR firstborn! *collective gasp* |
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Post by Alice Wilde on Feb 10, 2006 23:25:01 GMT -5
Oh, why tonight of all nights...PJ, you're the best man at my wedding and I've already had one too many affairs today! I'm sorry but I only told you that I was pregnant because...well...I was drunk and wanted more money to buy some absinthe.
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Post by s on Feb 10, 2006 23:26:53 GMT -5
*gasp*
Really?
And what of Akbar? You have betrayed him so soon, Alice, twice?
And P.J., I thought better of you.
Both of you are vile enough to be the murderer.
I confess, I murdered but two people, one of whom was already dead.
Edit: Who to believe, Who to believe?
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Post by PJ on Feb 10, 2006 23:27:45 GMT -5
Oh, why tonight of all nights...PJ, you're the best man at my wedding and I've already had one too many affairs today! I'm sorry but I only told you that I was pregnant because...well...I was drunk and wanted more money to buy some absinthe. That's not all of it, either. Me and Akbar have been dating for quite some time, now. IT'S TRUE. I'M A MURDERER. AND I'M CHEATING ON ALICE WITH AKBAR AND ON AKBAR WITH ALICE! |
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