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e_rpg2023-10-01 08:38 pm
murderstars) wrote in e_rpg2023-10-01 08:38 pm
Elementary! R1: TDM
Locations!!!
Reserves!!!
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Arrival ;
You've woken up in a decrepit bedroom, with one suitcase nearby. You're naked, and the suitcase is your only clothing source. It contains several pieces of clothing, but none of them are yours - and they all happen to be sexy detective clothes. A good example. There are a mix of types for both genders. There's a stuffed animal on the bed, one that matches your inner heart's want for species.
You're free to explore this hotel. As you do, nobody greets you. But what you find is that no matter what you try, there's some sort of barrier keeping you from leaving. It's not that the windows or doors are barred off, excepting doors leading to unlocked places. It's that if you try, an invisible barrier stops you.
Mastermind ;
Please put 'attn, mod npc' in your subject title if you need input from the mastermind.
A guy comes out in a baby mask, as many of you have gathered to figure out what's going on. You can see it in the icon. He's doing a little jig, a cute little dance. He's singing this song in acapella. Eventually, he trails off and stops, looking at the group silently.
And then he bows, but says nothing.
...
Well?
Assistant;
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So. That night, in the ballroom, a woman descends from the ceiling, her tentacles waving slowly. She has a smirk on her face as she comes down.
"So, all you little darlings must be wondering what's happening. After all, our leader isn't the best at speaking. As you must know, you're trapped here. We want you to play a little mystery game of murder."
Her tentacles undulating, she looks for reactions.
Motive
Behold the Jabberwocky, as he eats your kind. Snicker snacker as the blade becomes drawn, drip drip drip as the blood falls from your loved ones. Wish to save them? Kill someone else first.
Murder;
Someone's been murdered. The death is terrible but it's time to investigate. Maybe you'll use the corkboard, or maybe you'll follow the bloody trail of evidence first. Whatever you decide, it's time to get cracking.
Trial;
It's time to put someone on trial. Could it be you? Lay out the evidence and see who you think's at fault. You're all gathered in the ballroom to be the judge and jury.
Reserves!!!
Discord server
Arrival ;
You've woken up in a decrepit bedroom, with one suitcase nearby. You're naked, and the suitcase is your only clothing source. It contains several pieces of clothing, but none of them are yours - and they all happen to be sexy detective clothes. A good example. There are a mix of types for both genders. There's a stuffed animal on the bed, one that matches your inner heart's want for species.
You're free to explore this hotel. As you do, nobody greets you. But what you find is that no matter what you try, there's some sort of barrier keeping you from leaving. It's not that the windows or doors are barred off, excepting doors leading to unlocked places. It's that if you try, an invisible barrier stops you.
Mastermind ;
Please put 'attn, mod npc' in your subject title if you need input from the mastermind.
A guy comes out in a baby mask, as many of you have gathered to figure out what's going on. You can see it in the icon. He's doing a little jig, a cute little dance. He's singing this song in acapella. Eventually, he trails off and stops, looking at the group silently.
And then he bows, but says nothing.
...
Well?
Assistant;
Please put 'attn, mod npc' in your subject title if you need input from a mastermind's assistant.
So. That night, in the ballroom, a woman descends from the ceiling, her tentacles waving slowly. She has a smirk on her face as she comes down.
"So, all you little darlings must be wondering what's happening. After all, our leader isn't the best at speaking. As you must know, you're trapped here. We want you to play a little mystery game of murder."
Her tentacles undulating, she looks for reactions.
Motive
Behold the Jabberwocky, as he eats your kind. Snicker snacker as the blade becomes drawn, drip drip drip as the blood falls from your loved ones. Wish to save them? Kill someone else first.
Murder;
Someone's been murdered. The death is terrible but it's time to investigate. Maybe you'll use the corkboard, or maybe you'll follow the bloody trail of evidence first. Whatever you decide, it's time to get cracking.
Trial;
It's time to put someone on trial. Could it be you? Lay out the evidence and see who you think's at fault. You're all gathered in the ballroom to be the judge and jury.
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Oh. I was just wondering if there's anyone familiar here. DoYouKnow WhereWeAre?
[This AI can talk fast, apparently.]
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I haven't seen Charon, Hades, or Aoi yet. Or anyone else calling themselves by any of those names.
[ Sora doubts these are the same people he knows. ]
I don't, but we could try to find out by exploring together.
[ Motions to the hallway he hasn't checked yet. ]
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Fine, fine. I was supposed to be helping the real Greek Gods, buuuuuut apparently, waking up in an unfamiliar place is popular for some people.
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I was supposed to be helping the whole Earth pantheons, so I know how you feel. This will be my third murder game.
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Wait, third? AndHowDoYou KnowWe'reGonna BeForcedToMurder? I'mGonnaBeLockedUp WithNoPlaceToRunAround! This sucks.
...Anyway, this is gonna be my second time. At least I don't have to call whoever's behind this for pirating me again.
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Yeah, third. Everything's locked up tight, the detective outfit, a feeling. [ He has only ended up in murdergames lately... ]
Pirating? Like downloading without permission? Or pirating with swords?
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They probably won't let us have swords, unless we're supposed to use them to murder. And you couldn't keep mine even if you wanted to.
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[Has Sora ever talked to someone with a predisposition of chasing butterflies? Hermes is now describing how some of the swords he got looked.]
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[ He hasn't really, but he listens quietly as Hermes describes them - still moving to explore the place they're stuck in. Asking a few questions here and there. ]