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[Shisha]

Carbo for sure.

[Michaelhex]

Oh wait, am I not supposed to answer the questions?

 

Poor Don he answered all our question when Keil already has the answers +rep

 

[baswick]

 

 

Carbo , strangled by a cello string.

 

[Grimley]

 

 

Carbo , strangled by a cello string.

 

Declaring my absolute LOVE for you with this post: I <3 that gif!!!!!

[Michaelhex]

No not carbo ! He's knows absolute everything and apparently has some real good memory of his surrounding 0.o

 

I vote for MR ROOMY !

 

He's a little bit too calm and too good to be true at the moment.

[Psyduck]

I vote Even! Who the hell takes shots and doesn't invite the whole crew...party foul!

[Nymh]

Hymn's a bitch.  I like her.

[Halcyon]

Not Carbo, she's useful... for now. I vote Yam, death by autoerotic asphyxiation.... Or an accident with the lube when doing some personal experimenting. I mean, I don't believe for a second that all she did was write and sleep when she was all locked up in that room.

[arcanum]

I vote Mr Roomy.

[Norava]

Hymn's sassiness leads me to believe that she's the guilty one. That's my vote.

[Prisca]

I vote Mr Roomy

[Floofy]

Oh ho ho!  So many questions about the kitchen to think about.  I'm afraid some part of poor Missile is still in there as the tracker indicates...

I vote for Mr. Roomy's demise.  Sleeping all night... PFFT
 

[Outsider]

Get Carbo out of here.

[Grimley]

Death to Carbo via haplessly wandering off deck and drowning.

[Speedracer]

I vote for Mr.Roomy

 

Carbo has drawings that might actually become useful

[Liesa]

Mr. Roomy has to go  

[Bee]

Mr Roomy. He knows too much.

[DonValentino]

Augury, suffocated by roast beef

[Blessing4u2]

Hope I'm not too late to vote.

 

I vote Mr Roomy cause he talks about the murder like he was there.. and he looks creepy too

[Keil]

MURDER #2: Trade Gone Wrong

 

 

It was Saturday night.

 

Hymn was bored, but not bored enough to interact with those idiots.

 

Hymn wanted to go swimming but Signor Amante was skinny dipping. It must be a European thing.

 

Hymn wanted to get a drink at the Banquet Hall but Even laid incapacitated on the bar counter with a lemon wedge floating in his mouth.

 

Hymn wanted to grab a bite in the Kitchen but Augury burnt chicken in the microwave earlier. It smelled.

 

Hymn wanted to watch some quality video programming in the Computer Lab, but she heared Carbo vigorously grunting. She stepped away from the door.

 

Finally, she went to the Theatre. A large screen at the front was playing one of her favorite quality movie programming where two best guy friends are pushed to their limits. This interested her. She walked to the front row and plopped next to figure beside her.

 

"Did the climax happen yet?"

 

No response.

 

She looked over, got up, and walked all the way to Yam's door.

 

"Yam."

 

"Dear, do you know what time it is?"

 

"No, but follow me."

 

Yam shrieked in terror at the sight of Mr Roomy's corpse. Hymn smirked.

 

Tonight was not a total waste.

 

Check tomorrow for everyone's testimonies/investigation results!

[Grimley]

Exciting!!!!! Cannot wait to see what unfolds...the testimonials, MUST SEE!!11!eleventy!!!

Edited by Kord, 12 October 2014 - 07:16 PM.

[Romy]

Aw man.

[DonValentino]

Something doesn't add up. If I was skinny dipping, why wouldn't hymn have joined me?

[Adam]

Something doesn't add up. If I was skinny dipping, why wouldn't hymn have joined me?

Maybe she's shy, some of us don't like to just let it all hang out. #hashtag

[Keil]

Testimonies/Investigation: MURDER #2

 

YAM

I found solice staying in my own quarters. I was safe here. It appears the murders always occur on Saturday nights or early Sunday mornings. Odd. Are the killers affected by the weird moon each weekend? This is something to note. *she grabs her notebook* Sunday,,, *she looks around but ultimately confused* Where is my room clock? *she exits her room and enters the kitchen* There is no clock hanging here either. *she looks around a bit more* Oh, it's 11:03 AM. Very vexing. The investigation consumed more time than expected if already it is nearing noon.

 

SIGNOR AMANTE

The blood was everywhere near the corpse. No one can watch films anytime soon unless someone cleans up the mess. I volunteered to dump the body overboard and called Even and Augury to help me, but Even was too hungover and Augury flat out said no. Hymn ended up helping me, but I can't shake off the feeling she was quietly judging me the entire time. Being the gentleman I am, I asked her about her day, but it turned quite sour quickly because of the murder. There wasn't much to anyone's day except the murder.

 

AUGURY

I stayed in my room all night except being in the kitchen to make chicken parm at around 8PM Saturday. Problem is I didn't know how to use the oven or frying plan. I'd rather not take my chances with them. I got raw chicken from the freezer, cheese from the fridge, and some tomato sauce from the cupboards. I threw everything in the microwave. Suddenly the chicken started crackling and I had to take it out way before the timer ended. Not too bad, a few burnt ends and a few frozen part but nothing people can't easily scrape off.

 

EVEN

*too hungover to talk*

 

Hymn: He's breathing. He's good.

 

CARBO

Yam:  Where is the child, Carbo? Is he still in the Computer Lab, pleasing himself?

Hymn: Probably.

 

*Augury tries to open the computer lab, but the door won't budge, although no locked. Augury rammed the door with his shoulder and the door opened with several loud crashes. Upon opening the door, Augury saw multiple overturned chairs scattered on the floor, a pile of clocks on the corner, and a bounded up Carbo in leather straps and a mouth gag on a chair. Augury removed the blindfold and mouth gag*

 

CELLO CELLO (Translation :..BLACK LEATHER MASK!...) CELLO CELLO KAZOO!. *Carbo points to a bloodied knife near the door*

 

HYMN

*she gets back from dumping the body and goes to the open bar sink to wash her hands*

 

What do you want? The time of the murder? *she tries to think back when she discovered the body and took a few moments to remember the only time she saw* 11PM, but that make sense at all. *she grabs a towel to dry her hands*

 

What do you want now? The murder weapon? A knife or something sharp. Did you see Mr Roomy's slit throat?

 

 

 

Time to Interrogate

 

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