forum Murder Mystery (OPEN)

Started April 30, 2018 by @@theamazingainof

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Jessica raised her eyebrow but said nothing.

"Okay, this is where the fun begins!" she grinned, slightly devious. She said, "Okay, I need to get this goddamn dress off, I won't be a minute."

“Yeah, I’m going to go change, too,” Bailen said.

As Jenna walked to her room, a dart was shot at her. She dodged, a small yelp escaping her mouth.

Bailen hitched up her skirt and ran, slamming her door and leaning against it, breathing heavily. Where the flippity flop did that dart come from? she thought, kicking off her heels.

Jessica ran her hand through her hair. "Getting changed would be a good idea." She said, going towards her room.

Luca was sat in his room, knitting, when he heard someone's footsteps outside his room. He thought nothing of it and stayed in his room. It was a big house after all so it could be anyone.

Clarista watched everything unfold. She was silent, unsure of how to react.
Garrison and Arity continued to argue. He was unwilling to let the facts prove she was innocent.

When Jenna returned she was carrying a dart. "Someone tried to murder me."

"Could have been a sleeper dart…"

"Poison. I can tell by the smell of it."

Arity paused mid-sentence. "We saw the dart. We aren't stupid." Clarista walked away quietly, watching behind her.

Bailen walked out, wearing jeans and a T-shirt, and said, “I just ran. Sorry if it took me a while, I had to calm down.”

Garrison looked at Bailen. "Why the hell were you running? Got something to hide?"

“No. Oh my gosh, no. There were darts being fired at me! Why the hell wouldn’t I run?!”

"Ducking is just as good." Garrison's suspicions were through the roof. "You helped her."

Mona strolled down the hall. She was going to change out of this stupid dress darts ore no darts.

In the midst of the chaos, Arity looked over to the body. Or, where it should have been. It wasn't there. "GUYS! UMMM…. we have a situation."

Jenna bent down. A note, cut from magazines were the words I will strike again at midnight.

Jessica had walked back into the room in jeans and an oversized pink sweater, but no one had noticed her. So she sat down silently, taking out her notebook and writing notes.

Mona strolled back down the hall in tan cargo pants, a long sleeved black shirt, and sneakers. She sat down beside Jessica. "This Jenna girl thinks she knows everything."

"I heard that Mona."

"Shouldn't you be deducing smarty pants?"

"Don't call me that. This is a game, a shadowy game."