OOC: Welcome to round 10 of Murder Mystery! This is my second time hosting it, so hopefully it'll be even better than last time. Remember, if you want to talk out-of-character or have a question about the game, be sure to put an "OOC:" before it.

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Date: 12/03/11
Area: Mt. Whitton

It was winter time. Because it was snowing a lot, mountains were covered in snow. Mountain hiking was in its prime. Inside the local newspaper, an ad was released:

"Cheap hiking with a guide! Save $$$ and book cheap! Hiking starts on December 3rd up Mt. Whitton. Please call the number below for details..."

A total of 17 people signed up for the service, all from diverse backgrounds. They were met at the base of the mountain by a man wearing all black. mlb789 wanted to question his attire, but he decided against it.

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Several hours went by, and there was no sign of a rest point. Several people complained, all being ignored by the guide. Eventually, everyone exhausted, Zamiel spotted lights in the distance. Alas, a large cabin was awaiting the group.

As everyone entered and peeled off their heavy coats, gloves, and boots, the guide did the same. He removed his ski mask, revealing a very similar pencil-thin mustache and comb-over.

"Hello, everyone. I see some very familiar faces! My name is Alfons, if you haven't met me before."

legacyme3 bolted for the door, but iron rails fell from the ceiling, permanently shielding the door from being opened.

"I was expecting that, Mr. Kostik. I'm afraid that I've thought about that ahead of time." Alfons gave a creepy grin, showing off his yellowed teeth.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Murderers game. One of your friends is not who you think they are. Every night, one of you will be killed. However, there are ways the people who aren't the murderer can tip the scales in their favor. Every day, all of you will be given a list of questions to ask the murderer. You all will vote who you want to kill off. If you're correct, you will be released from here and you will be free to go. If you're incorrect... the game will continue."

Alfons gave a gesture to the fireplace, which was in the center of the room. One could notice the 17 stockings hanging precariously over it, each inscribed with the members of the group's names.

"Each time someone dies, your stocking will fall into the fireplace, forever destroying whatever was inside."

"The survivors will be able to take the contents of the stocking with them. Inside of each of the stockings is something that you all have been wanting for your entire life. Your greatest desires, if you will.

"I will give you all a chance to talk, now. In a couple of hours, I will send everyone to bed."

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OOC: Ok, now you guys can talk to each other as if you were really in the situation at hand. test

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List Of Players
silverthundr :
tj4bigred :
Morsalbus :
SunflowerGaming :
legacyme3 :
Zamiel :
Someone70 :
sonicmcmuffin :
pacman1755 :
starwars293 :
mlb789 :
alexanyways :
drag00n365 :
Vizzed Ghostblood :
UserMike :
AuraBlaze :
big fat cat :

Oh god,another murder,who is it?!* shudders*.Whatever,i'm going outside to play in the snow,who wants to come with me?

OOC:
starwars293 :

The door has been barred off. You can't go outside.

Dang it.I'm hungry.Oh a statue,i'll pull it.Holy smokes,a secret hideout for the murder,lets check it out

OOC:
starwars293 : You can't do that. All you guys can do is vote for what question you want to ask the murderer.

Please refrain from trying to develop the story.

Oh ok.I'll go make us a cup of Hot Chocolate.How can we even know which question we can pick though?You haven't gave us the options yet

Is now really the time to be making drinks and playing outside? It troubles me how lightly you seem to take this. There is a murderer in here with us. The only way for us to catch him or her is to get serious about this. If you check the last thread, the people who seemed to take this lightly were the people who died first.

OOC:
sonicmcmuffin : Yeah, that's exactly what I want you guys to do.

K now im getting scared.One of us could be the murderer,it could even be someone70!*shudders*

"Hey, don't go around giving people the wrong idea already. We haven't even been here for 5 minutes, so we don't have any lead ins to the murderer."

Nitori sighs and sits in a nearby chair. "I've met this guy already and the things he does are... inhumane to say the least. If we're going to get out of here, we need to stay calm and use our wits."

Now i'm calmed down after panicking for a while.I'll just sit down and relax.Ok,now what should we do you guys,we need to know how we can not die.Maybe someone should be look out(not someone70)

"This again? Really, are there this many psychopathic killers out there?"

*Silverthundr grabs a chair and sits down in front of the fireplace*

"All we can do is wait, I guess. Until we get a question, at least."

"I'm pretty excited about this trip, I hope we have a good time."

*looks at starwars293*

"Just relax dude, we should be alright."

*sits on a lounge chair and takes a nap*

*legacyme3 sits in his chair

Yo.

pacman1755 : thanks man,you,aura,alex and sun were the only ones who signed up,so as long you 4 are both alive,i'm okay
*star grabs a chair and sits down*

*Wrapping his coat around him, AuraBlaze strolled over to the fireplace and sat down beside it. "Just when I thought this trip couldn't get any worse," he mumbled.

Now I need some food because i'm hungry.,can someone please get some chicken wings please?

Everyone eventually dozed off, warm and tired from the long trip.

That is, everyone except for starwars293. Still hungry, he failed to stay asleep for more than a couple of minutes without having his stomach waking him up.

In the corner of his eye, he saw a hand extend from the dark side of the cabin lobby. He heard it whisper, "ArE yOu HuNgRy? I hAvE sOmE fOoD." Very excited, starwars293 bolted towards the hand. The hand quickly grabbed onto starwars' wrist, breaking several major veins and tearing into his muscle. starwars wanted to scream, but all he could get out was a whimper. Slowly, starwars bled out and collapsed onto the floor. A stocking fell into the fireplace, burning into ash.

In the morning, tj4bigred saw starwars' bloody corpse and screamed. Everyone woke up. Alfons was watching the entire time, sitting in front of the fireplace.

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OOC: The first bout of questions will come in just a bit. For now, you can comment on the death.
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List Of Players
silverthundr :
tj4bigred :
Morsalbus :
SunflowerGaming :
legacyme3 :
Zamiel :
Someone70 :
sonicmcmuffin :
pacman1755 :
starwars293: - Drained!
mlb789 :
alexanyways :
drag00n365 :
Vizzed Ghostblood :
UserMike :
AuraBlaze :
big fat cat :

OOC: Well, because of the accident before, for reasons that came out of the accident, I wasn't around when the sign-ups opened and closed, and I asked the_casualty to let me join it because the game was just starting out, and he let me. So, here I am!

the_casualty : Confirm if you want.

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*Snowdeath popped up in the cabin lobby as a new person somehow, and gasped in horror at the drained corpse, then looked up at Alfons and froze.

"Oh, come on. This again, Alfons?"

*Snowdeath sobbed in vain.