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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.
no subject
[Even if people don't know details about his metabolism, he's sure it won't be hard to guess that his diet is bloody.]
Of course, we know that first one isn't going to happen.
no subject
[ Mostly given that he'd sooner offer himself up before things got too bad with Alastor. Which meant he was going to absolutely do his best to take care of himself the best he could here. ]
Mm-hm! You're absolutely right.
no subject
[He gives Roland a brief kiss.]
I don't want to feed on you too heavily, though. It'd defeat the point of keeping my own strength up if it left you feeling weak instead. We'll have to hope the canned goods don't skew too heavily plant-based.