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The night would soon turn from fun to criminal
 
The night would soon turn from fun to criminal
 
==Playing==
 
==Playing==
*Anyone can sign up, as long as all eight spots aren't already filled.
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*Anyone can sign up, as long as the five spots aren't already filled.
 
*The guilty party has no idea they are guilty until the end.
 
*The guilty party has no idea they are guilty until the end.
 
*If you have to stop editing, and need to be killed off, PM me.
 
*If you have to stop editing, and need to be killed off, PM me.
*Six people will be robbed, assaulted, blackmailed, or killed. All four of these may not be used.
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*Three people will be robbed, assaulted, blackmailed, or killed. All four of these will not be used.
 
*Keep it appropriate, guys.
 
*Keep it appropriate, guys.
 
==The visitors==
 
==The visitors==
 
*The bartender, Brandi Alexander ([http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/260/6/b/brandi_alexander_sprite_sheet_by_zoo977-d4a5frg.png image])
 
*The bartender, Brandi Alexander ([http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/260/6/b/brandi_alexander_sprite_sheet_by_zoo977-d4a5frg.png image])
*Remolay, an elf. Just, an elf. (Art to come whenever the hell I feel like it.
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*Remolay, an elf. Just, an elf. (Art to come whenever the hell I feel like it.)
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Revision as of 13:13, 9 October 2011

One night, a number of people gathered at a mansion for a little party.

The night would soon turn from fun to criminal

Playing

  • Anyone can sign up, as long as the five spots aren't already filled.
  • The guilty party has no idea they are guilty until the end.
  • If you have to stop editing, and need to be killed off, PM me.
  • Three people will be robbed, assaulted, blackmailed, or killed. All four of these will not be used.
  • Keep it appropriate, guys.

The visitors

  • The bartender, Brandi Alexander (image)
  • Remolay, an elf. Just, an elf. (Art to come whenever the hell I feel like it.)

7:00 PM

{The large mansion sits quietly on the cliff side. clouds fill the sky, but there's no rain or wind; just a gloomy sky.}

{A green convertable drives up the driveway, parking just short of the garage. Brandi steps out, carrying a road map and letter. She looks up at the mansion.}

BRANDI: This must be the place. {begins walking towards the door.} You know, I don't know why Kookie invited me here. I thought she hated my guts.