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==Playing== | ==Playing== | ||
− | *Anyone can sign up, as long as | + | *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. | ||
− | * | + | *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. | + | *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.