forum Murder Mystery (OPEN)

Started April 30, 2018 by @@theamazingainof

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Jenna ran into the room. "Who has died?" she asked, she had only just heard the scream. (I want people to suspect her, since nobody knew someone had died until the body was found and nobody told Jenna)

(Sounds good.)

(Ok!)
Ernesto ran to where he had heard the scream, Darn all these long hallways! he thought. He ran into the room where he assumed the scream had originated and saw a crowd of people. He looked at the group to see what they were all talking about, and saw the dead body, "¡Ay caramba! ¡¿Qué es esto?!" he screamed, the color draining from his face.
(Translations: ¡Ay caramba! ¡¿Qué es esto?! = Oh my goodness! What is this?!

(But the babies….and the grandmas….)

(I doubt that there are babies on a writing website. And no one has to curse if they don't want to.)

(Okay, so I had been wondering about whether or not swearing was allowed.)

"Good people, step back. Let me take a look." she said.

"No visible cause of death."

Mona squinted at this new comer. "Who are you?"

Garrison looked over to Jenna. "Who are you, an off-brand Sherlock?" he insulted. Clarista glared at Garrison. "And we already know Arity did it."
"I did no such thing!" Arity protested.
Clarity was watching the two argue. "Thomas. He was my best friend." she offered.

"Jenna Holmes, consultant detective. No visible signs of death, other than that they appear to have choked on their own vomit."

(Bro I was joking…actually I was referencing….)

(I'm so sorry I ruined your reference! I understand how frustrating that is….)

"Like Freddie Mercury?"

"Okay, how well did everyone know him?" she asked, no beating around the bush.

"And who the flap is Freddy Mercury?"

"I knew him from the hall yesterday I bumped into him."

Mona raised an eyebrow. "You don't know who Freddie Mercury is? Unbelievable…"

"Okay. That's a start, although you seem to know a bit more than meets the eye."

Garrison chuckled. "So you are an off-brand Sherlock."

"No, more of a Peggy Carter, Garrison."

Arity looked to the detective. "He was a high school sweetheart. Left me senior year."

"Okay, so why would you kill him?" She asked Arity. If she could work her up, it would give her more information. It wasn't an accusation, more of a choose your own adventure type question.

"That could be a reason to murder him if you're that shallow…"

"But I didn't kill him! Garrison created a lie to get attention off of himself!" Arity stood up. "I'm going outside. Let me know when you find something."

Clarista opened the door to the dining room. "What is it? In English, please." She was calm. She tried to relax him. "It's alright."

"¡Tenemos que ir ahora!" Ernesto cried, "¡Sígueme!" he waved his arms to tell them to follow him. He started to run towards the doors of the mansion and tried to open them, but they wouldn't budge, "¡¿Qué?!" he looked around to see if anyone had followed him, but didn't see anyone, "¡Las puetas son cerrado!" he said, bursting through the entrance to the room everyone was in.
(Translations: ¡Tenemos que ir ahora! = We need to go now! ¡Sígueme! = Follow me! ¡¿Qué?! What?! ¡Las puetas son cerrado! = The doors are locked! )