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Post by Black » Wed Jan 04, 2012 9:49 am

Cllr. Berry wonders around and notices a man reading a newspaper.

The sent of a cigar makes Cllr. Berry reminance about her ex-husband.

She catches a the main headline and the front page. A Berry Good Scandal.

Clutching her knuckles to prevent her from shaking, she casally walks up to the man in teal.

"Excuse me sir, would you think it terrible of me if I could borrow your newspaper, I seem to have lost mine."

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Post by cacums » Wed Jan 04, 2012 2:06 pm

Miss Scarlet giggles on the bar stool as she watches the news. Something about a husband convicted for life in prison after murdering his wife and five children.

"I need a man in my life." she pouts setting her empty glass on the counter.

"Another?" the bartender offers

"No," Miss Scarlet says, "Do you know anyplace I can meet any eligible bachelors."

"Try the Casino." the bartender says

"OOOH!" Miss Scarlet's eyes spring open extra wide, "Rich eligible bachelors! Thanks."

With that Miss Scarlet heads to the Casino and begins surveying the room.

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Post by CluedoAuthor12 » Wed Jan 04, 2012 2:20 pm

After checking in Señor de Rojo, Mr. Sands decides to pop into the Coffee Shop for a latte. He notices Honeydew at the brochure display, sighs, and continues on his way.

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Post by munitzer » Wed Jan 04, 2012 2:36 pm

"Have at it."

Mr. Meadow-Brook hands Berry the newspaper. He empties his tumbler, rises, and exits the bar.
"It is my opinion that your detective stories are the normal recreation of snobbish, out-dated, life-hating, ignoble minds."

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Post by Zoo977 » Wed Jan 04, 2012 3:16 pm

After calming down a bit, Dr. Mandarin walks back down the stairs. He walks into the gift shop, surveying the key chain rack. "Crowe, you know you shouldn't be doing this. Once you start shopping- Ah, who cares?" He says to himself, taking about ten different ones off the rack.

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Post by Black » Wed Jan 04, 2012 4:14 pm

"Thank You" Cllr. Berry replied on the verge of throwing up for being polite.

She hurries to somewhere private where no one would be. Her own guest room.

She barracades herself in. Reading all about the scandals that were written about her.

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Post by PeachFreak » Wed Jan 04, 2012 4:32 pm

Silhouetted against the blazing sun, De Rojo stands on the diving board overlooking the pool. Majestically. Like an eagle.

And his speedo only heightens this majesty.

"The fish said: 'I can't see my tears because I'm in the water.' And the water said: 'Oh, Señor, I can feel your tears because you're in my heart.'"

And with that, he dove.
"Like my daddy always says, give me a good neuromuscular poison any day."

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Post by Michael » Wed Jan 04, 2012 4:33 pm

"Oooh-weee, thems sparkley!" BeulaMae Honeydew exclaims as she hurries across the hall to where Dr. Mandarin is standing by the keychain rack in the gift shop. "I do like me some sparkles. You ain't plannin on buyin all them, are you? I wouldn't mind getting one myself if they's any with angels on them. For my collection. Here, lemme see."

BeaulaMae Honeydew grabs the keychains from Dr. Mandarin and leafs through them.

"Hmmm... closest one is this'in with the lady and the coconuts. Dearie me, where are my glasses. Those are coconuts, aren't they?"
How do you know what kind of pictures they are if you're such a lay-dee?

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Post by Zoo977 » Wed Jan 04, 2012 4:57 pm

"They are, honey, but I think there's one with an angel somewhere on this..." Dr. Mandarin said, looking over the key chain rack again. "Nope, I guess not... Anyways, I'm Crowe Mandarin, miss..."

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Post by cacums » Wed Jan 04, 2012 5:03 pm

Miss Scarlet gets three cherries on slots and jumps up and down excitedly.

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Post by CluedoKid » Wed Jan 04, 2012 5:05 pm

*Gold gets up and goes to her room for a nap.*
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Post by Michael » Wed Jan 04, 2012 5:07 pm

"I shoulda known a place like this wouldn't have no angels. Devils, maybe, huh, Mr. Crow Magnum? Say, why'd your parents name you after a gun, anywho?"
How do you know what kind of pictures they are if you're such a lay-dee?

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Post by Zoo977 » Wed Jan 04, 2012 5:19 pm

"Huh. I knew mandarin was a type of fruit, but not a gun... I'll have to look that up later..."

As he spoke, Crowe snuck yet another key chain off the rack.

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Post by Michael » Wed Jan 04, 2012 5:47 pm

BeulaMae Honeydew watches through the corner of her eye another keychain disappear into the depths of Mr. Magnum's god-knows-what. "Well, I never," she says under her breath and inches further away. "The devil himself IS here and he's a petty thief."

But who could she tell? She looks around for someone - anyone - in authority that she could report the crime to. But they were alone. She. And the Big City Gun Slinging Devil.

Her eyes dart around the room and land on some letter openers on a shelf a few steps away. Sharp. Pointy. Perfect to protect her from devil. Casually as she can muster, she walks over.

"OH MY LORD! They want $7.50 for this?! They can just go straight to H-E-Double Hockey Sticks. Back in Greensboro you can get a Mexican to come to your house and open your mail all year for half that price. And the mailman'll do it for free."

Instinctively, she drops the letter opener back on the shelf. Then pauses. Mr. Magnum was facing the other way. Her fingers caress the sharp point of the letter opener. "Ooops." Suddenly, the letter opener falls from the shelf into the pocket of her overalls and she races out the gift shop door.
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Post by PeachFreak » Wed Jan 04, 2012 5:47 pm

Swimming to the surface, De Rojo breaks the water and throws his hair back. Like a majestic dolphin.
"Like my daddy always says, give me a good neuromuscular poison any day."

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Post by Zoo977 » Wed Jan 04, 2012 6:05 pm

Mandarin turns around after sneaking another keychain or two into his pockets. "'H - E - double hockey sticks'?" He said to himself, walking out of the gift shop. "Is it really that hard to say- Oh my..." He stopped his walk to the casino long enough to notice Rojo in the pool. He stood in place for a moment, before walking slowly into the lounge, glancing at him every moment or so.

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Post by PeachFreak » Wed Jan 04, 2012 6:31 pm

Peeking open one eye, De Rojo watches Mandarin go. Had the strange man clad in the orange splendor of the Argentinean sunrise been watching him? And why? And why did his virtue feel so wounded?

But with a shrug, the man nevertheless exited the pool and wandered over to his beach bag. Running in slow motion. And retrieving his towel, he began to dry off.

Right on cue, his cell phone rang. And picking it up so that its crocodile skin case glowed in the sunlight, De Rojo began to speak.

"Si, Señor. No, Señor, I have not yet found the informant. No, Señor, my pistol's hidden among my skin creams and hair gel. Si, Señor, with the cocaine."

How suspicious.
"Like my daddy always says, give me a good neuromuscular poison any day."

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Post by CluedoAuthor12 » Wed Jan 04, 2012 7:31 pm

Mr. Sands walked into the bustling Hall from the Cofffe Shop.

Hmm... What to check up on next? Lots of new guests... The gift shop, I think I'll stop in there.

A hotel bellboy turns and looks at him, "You talking' to yourself again, Mr. Sands?"

What? Oh, mind your own business.

He strolls into the gift shop and looks the racks of merchandise up and down. When his eyes meet with the letter opener display, he pauses,
Goodness gracious! I know these displays like the back of my hand, and it looks like someone's pinched one of the letter openers!

Frenzied, he leaves and hurries to the concierge desk..

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Post by TheBilliardRoom » Thu Jan 05, 2012 1:07 am

Mr. Browning returns from the golf course. He enters the lounge, and addresses Dr. Mandarin.

"I say, sir, do you have the time? My watch is broken."

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Post by munitzer » Thu Jan 05, 2012 1:07 am

Mr. Meadow-Brook crosses the hall and approaches the concierge desk. "Excuse me," he says to Mr. Sands' back, "have any messages or packages arrived for me?"
"It is my opinion that your detective stories are the normal recreation of snobbish, out-dated, life-hating, ignoble minds."

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