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TheBilliardRoom
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Post by TheBilliardRoom » Thu Jan 05, 2012 9:56 pm

"Well, that's another person to avoid..." Mr. Browning mumbles under his breath.

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Post by munitzer » Thu Jan 05, 2012 11:03 pm

Mr. Meadow-Brook shifts the package from under one arm to the other. He sighs and presses the up button again, holding it down for several seconds before releasing it.
"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 PeachFreak » Thu Jan 05, 2012 11:16 pm

De Rojo had decided to take the long way back to his room, and he, clad in his majestic speedo with his towel thrown around his neck, happened to spot Mandarin napping in a plant.

"Señor Sunrise? Are you well? A gentleman should never siesta in public."

At that exact moment, a bellboy happened to wheel by an industrial-sized fan; de Rojo's hair blew majestically in the wind.
"Like my daddy always says, give me a good neuromuscular poison any day."

TheBilliardRoom
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Post by TheBilliardRoom » Fri Jan 06, 2012 1:16 am

"This place is a madhouse," Mr. Browning said, again under his breath.

He begins to head towards the stairs, but not wishing to encounter BeulaMae he changes his mind and strides towards the elevator.

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Post by Zoo977 » Fri Jan 06, 2012 7:06 am

After a moment or two, Mandarin got up again, rubbing his head. "Remind me to never talk to that lady... again... He started upon sight of Rojo. After a second or two, he looks away and blushes, realizing he was staring at Rojo's chest.

"Oh jeebus."
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Michael
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Post by Michael » Fri Jan 06, 2012 12:56 pm

BeulaMae Honeydew wanders down the hall putting her keycard in door after door as she searches for her room. She begins to shake in frustration as the tears come again. "Oh, Mama... I wish you were here."
How do you know what kind of pictures they are if you're such a lay-dee?

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Post by cacums » Fri Jan 06, 2012 2:01 pm

Miss Scarlet pouts and heads to the bar.

"What can I get you?" the bartender asks

"Vodka." Miss Scarlet says

"Rough day?" asks the bartender, "I hear it's a bit wild."

"I'll be honest with you if you promise not to laugh at me." Miss Scarlet takes a gulp, "I didn't reserve a room here. I'm just so gorgeous and desirable that I figured ten rich willing men would be trying to scoop me up the minute I walked through the Lobby doors. But these men here.... They are childish and ugly as sin.... or distracted by that Gold b!tch. It seems I'm going to have to justify their actions on my own. Thanks for the Vodka, it really cleared my mind."

Miss Scarlet finishes her drink and then opens her purse she smiles at the silver revolver inside. She walks out to the Lobby.

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Post by CluedoKid » Fri Jan 06, 2012 2:10 pm

*At last Brandi wakes up. She heads to the bathroom, takes a huge dump. flushes it (twice). She goes down to the excercise room and begins her pilates.*
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Michael
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Post by Michael » Fri Jan 06, 2012 2:25 pm

The door to room 202 yields to her keycard and BeulaMae Honeydew pushes her things inside the room. She stands there stunned by the room's grandeur. Her head feels dizzy and she stumbles into the bathroom right off the suite's foyer. Two things catch her attention. First, the fact that next to the toilet is another toilet looking bowl. Strange. But stranger still is the yellowish-brown liquid dripping from a wet spot in the ceiling above the toilet. BeulaMae reaches out, feeling the drips as they cascade over her hand. She brings her hand to her nose and sniffs. "Ugh..."
How do you know what kind of pictures they are if you're such a lay-dee?

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CluedoAuthor12
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Post by CluedoAuthor12 » Fri Jan 06, 2012 5:13 pm

Mr. Sands remains at the concierge desk. He removes a pen with the name of the hotel on it from his pocket and jots something down..

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CluedoAuthor12
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Post by CluedoAuthor12 » Fri Jan 06, 2012 5:19 pm

Mr. Sands is still at the desk when a hotel employee approaches him
"Mr. Sands." she says, "Cllr. Berry has just checked out."
Checked out? Oh, well..

* Due to conflicts, Black won't be able to continue with the game, so therefore the character of Cllr. Berry is "eliminated".

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CluedoAuthor12
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Post by CluedoAuthor12 » Fri Jan 06, 2012 5:21 pm

** Thanks to Michael's suggestion, a character elimination will now occur every 48 hours, which means: time for the first one!

Please PM me with your vote for the first character to be killed off..

Andrew Browning - TheBilliardRoom
BeulaMae Honeydew - Michael
Mr. Milo Meadow-Brook - munitzer
Miss Adriana Scarlett - cacums
Mr. Donald Sands -CluedoAuthor12
Dr. Crowe Mandarin - Zoo977
Brandi Gold - Cluedokid
Señor Ricardo de Rojo - Peachfreak

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Post by PeachFreak » Fri Jan 06, 2012 6:33 pm

"Que? Jesus is my cousin. I'm Ricardo, Señor."

De Rojo frowns and clutches his chest as if his pride were greatly wounded by this mistake.

However, in doing so, a slip of paper falls from his beach bag and is lost in the wind of the industrial-sized fan.

(Vote sent.)
"Like my daddy always says, give me a good neuromuscular poison any day."

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Zoo977
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Post by Zoo977 » Fri Jan 06, 2012 6:42 pm

"Oh... S-sorry..." Mandarin stammered. After staring at Ricardo for another moment, he said "Ihavetogobye!"

With that, he ran up the staircase.

TheBilliardRoom
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Post by TheBilliardRoom » Fri Jan 06, 2012 9:16 pm

On his way to the elevator, Mr. Browning is suddenly struck by a vision.

"Omigod we're all gonna die!"

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Post by munitzer » Fri Jan 06, 2012 10:39 pm

Mr. Meadow-Brook steps back from the elevator and looks at Mr. Browning. "What's that you say?"
"It is my opinion that your detective stories are the normal recreation of snobbish, out-dated, life-hating, ignoble minds."

TheBilliardRoom
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Post by TheBilliardRoom » Sat Jan 07, 2012 1:00 am

"Er... nothing. I must have been hallucinating. Sorry."

Mr. Browning quickly heads towards the stairs. Upon reaching his room, he takes out a bottle full of tablets, takes one out and rapidly swallows it.

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CluedoKid
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Post by CluedoKid » Sat Jan 07, 2012 10:48 am

*After ten solid minutes of pilates, the ball breaks under Gold's weight. This is strange because she has a tall slender body and weighs exactly 90 lbs*

"What's with this ball! Ugh!"
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CluedoAuthor12
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Post by CluedoAuthor12 » Sat Jan 07, 2012 11:07 am

CluedoKid wrote:*After ten solid minutes of pilates, the ball breaks under Gold's weight. This is strange because she has a tall slender body and weighs exactly 90 lbs*

"What's with this ball! Ugh!"
We still await your vote, Cluedokid. Please PM me :)

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CluedoAuthor12
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Post by CluedoAuthor12 » Sat Jan 07, 2012 12:36 pm

A hotel employee approaches Mr. Sands.
"Oh Mr. Sands," she says, "Somebody in room 117 just called down to the lobby and asked for the manager."

"Thanks. I'll go up and see what that's about."

He walks down the hall and stops at the row of elevators. He presses the up button and waits patiently. He glances at his watch. It seems to be taking longer than usual.
Finally, the elevator door slowly slides open..

"Oh my god!"

Inside, slumped in the corner with an ice pick in his back, is the body of Mr. Meadow-Brook. Beside his lifeless body is the package he received earlier, empty...

Mr. Sands tries to keep everyone calm as a mass of guests and employees begin to huddle around the elevator.

* * * * *

Mr. Meadow-Brook is dead! The game continues... (next elimination Monday).

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