Re: The Murder Game. ✞ (Everyone is welcome, please join)

[Pavonine Lights]

No matter how many times I put on my shoes, they still end up on the wrong feet. Let's not even talk about tying...I just decided to stick them in my shows like a five year old. I walk back downstairs and grab an apple from the pile before soundly spitting it back out in the sink. "...Nasty..." I sigh.

[Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~]

Selt : "Really? Well the grapes are good," I say, popping one into my mouth as i lean on the silver fridge.

[Pavonine Lights]

I look up at him out of the corner of my eye. "Can we not do this today?" I ask slowly. "The whole I'll be nice to you one day and then an a..hole the next? I've dealt with that enough in elementary school, and it's not fun. Not at all." I put my cheek on the counter and close my eyes. It's so nice and cool.

[Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~]

Selt : I blink and pop another grape into my mouth. "Fair enough," I say and walk over to her, "Would you like me to be nice to you or an asswhole all the time?" I smile.

[Pavonine Lights]

I shrug and keep my eyes closed. "I don't know," I say softly. "Just pick one so I know wether or not to avoid you. I'm too stupid to pick."

[Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~]

Selt : I sigh and turn. "If you would have stood there you would have heard i said im sorry, and no im not an asswhole but i did very much lose my future wife last night so of course im not going to be happy." I still wasnt happy, there were tears in my eyes as i spoke and i could barley feel my chest it was so numb with pain.

[Pavonine Lights]

"Good. You didn't strike me as the asshole type. And I'm sorry for stealing your food," I say, letting out another vodka induced hiccup. "The caviar wasn't thatgood though, if that helps. You might want to get another brand."

[Charlie]

update?

[OpenTheDoor]

"Fish eggs are too salty for me personally, a-hole," Ilia came in, a huge pair of monster-feet slippers on, little claws included, "What? They're comfty..."
She leant on the wall, looking at the group still with her over sized band-tee and cycle shorts though her hair still remained neat somehow.
"So, what's for breakfast? I tend to get up earlier anyway..."

[Pavonine Lights]

"It's fend for yourself day. The chef was one of the people that they found." I wet a paperowel and put it on my head, trying to stay cool. Yea, getting drunk this early really isn't as fun as the movie stars make it seem...

[Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~]

Selt : I sigh and go get some ice in a bag. I hand it to Eugina. "There." my voice is softer when i say this but i check my watch and my tone becomes serious again. "Well i have to go."
I start for the door.


they got the letter and 5 people were killed
the chef
the butler
the captain
one of the brothers - Tomas
and Camilla

[OpenTheDoor]

Yeah, I read through

"Great..." Ilia muttered, opening the silver fridge...okay, they were made of money.
She grabbed a carton of juice and some yoghurt; all she really needed to have a lovingly made breakfast for herself and Matt. Placing it on the side, she found the toaster and loaded it, grabbing the Marmite and butter before smiling at the boy.
"Have fun," she waved before letting out a huge yawn.

[Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~]

Selt : Most of the bodies were covered up by a white blanket. All of them except uncle tomas'. I wonder who was the brave brother or sister who pulled his off out of spite. I get down on my haunches and take my pen, poking around the man's body. It seemed like the killer had fun hurting him, she or he took her/ his time with it that was for sure. Grimacing i go to the next body and then the next and then the last one -not camillas, i wasnt ready for that..- but the chef's and when i really look this time i spot something no one else has...and its so frighteningly disgusting that i actually throw up.

[lily "the author" hanna]

ello!

[lily "the author" hanna]

(where is everyone? o.o)

[Charlie]

Evan came down the stairs, he had talked with Emily the previous night. He sighed not beleiving what was happening, what's to say his dad wasn't next.

[Pavonine Lights]

I put the ice on my head and lay down on the table, listening to the hum of more voices. "Hey, is there anymore vodka left?" I call under my thick haze.

[Charlie]

Evan shrugged as his stomach rumbled.

[OpenTheDoor]

"Why do you want vodka? You're hung over and I'm broke," she sung lightly before laughing; mornings were her time to be happy; it was the time before most people were up.
Walking over to the cupboard, she clicked her voice searching for it.
"We have whiskey," as she said it, she took out the spirit, placing it on the table next to her, "calva, champers, rum, lemon cello, port, scotch, but no vodka..." she shrugged, the alcohol on the table as she picked up the whiskey... Maybe.
Grabbing a glass, she pulled the top off with her teeth, pouring the liquor into it as she spat the lid onto the table; hard nut.

[Pavonine Lights]

"I'm not hungover. I just don't make a very good drunk person." I sigh and roll over on my stomach. "I can't even put on my shows right. Dad says the only way toget over being drunk is todrink more, but I forgot how depressed drinking makes me in the first place."

[Charlie]

"Well Alcohal does that to people." Evan said, as he went in search of cheese and crackers.

[Pavonine Lights]

"Not all the time," I sigh. "Some people actually have fun. But a gallon of oragne juice and twobottles of vodka later, and I still feel like sober." My toes curl and uncurl in their wrong shoes. "Mostly sober."

[Charlie]

Evan sighed, he had seen one to many barfights but that came with soccer.

[OpenTheDoor]

"Well, if we're gonna die then may as well get peed," shrugging, she sipped at the whiskey, glad that she knew where the cupboard was at all... "Anyway, I've never been drunk so we'll have to see if I'm good or not."

[Charlie]

"I don't drink, but see enough of alcohal in my life to get my fill." Evan said.

[Pavonine Lights]

I sit up and hop off the table, making sure to hold the ice in place. "You think the kids know about the deaths yet?"

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