*Follows you and the Jayclone* So, what do you think about this whole crime scene? Who do you think it is?
(No worries. )
*Leaf's smile drops and looks like she's deep in thought* To be honest with you...I have no idea.
The crimes committed here are of two drastically different nature: a subtle poisoning and an outright attack; one hushed up without an investigation yet the other...littered with clues. We are given a notebook, a crumpled drawing, and a marshmallow that has been-sadly-eaten by a guest.
*she pauses*
From the notebook and the calculations...we can tell that its owner is organized, collected, intellectual enough to plan ahead and cover his or her tracks...like the poisoning of Mr. Rupert, so to say. From the crumpled drawing and the doodles, however...we can infer that the Smasher is also of a creative mind: one who delights in riddles, jokes, and the thrill of this cat-and-mouse chase. So wishing to be found that he or she is rash enough to perform the gruesome impaling of Mrs. Tottington and leave behind clues for the other guests to solve.
So I think... *the photographer fumbles with her camera, clearly anxious* Either we are dealing with not one, but two Smashers of contrasting character, working together for an unknown reason or...someone with dual-personalities. Someone who can be calm in one moment but crazy in the next: well-versed in logic and considers him or herself as some sort of artist as well.
Now who do we know has an unstable, hyper personality, is engaged in an artform, known by many as a trickster and humorous clown, and is associated with marshmallows?
Then again...Anything is possible. *she laughs nervously*
Ah, very interesting analysis. Some form of an artist who is very organized, but has their own sense of humor. Very interesting indeed.
I don't believe I was there when the first crime happened, but it does seem like this smasher is making these cases much deeper than we had anticipated. If this smasher is as clever as I believe he or she is, then perhaps they already know everyone's next move. If we're going to catch this person, we need to think one step ahead of them.
What certainly scares me now, is that perhaps this smasher is already among us on this tour, either hiding somewhere we can't see, or disguised as one of these guests.
So, I may have already asked this, but do you RP as yourself? If not, do you base your character off yourself but with a different name, or make up an eccentric character? Or does it matter?
Np, we all do it.
You can do either. RP as yourself or anything else your head comes up with (within the site guidelines of course). : D
*Follows you and the Jayclone* So, what do you think about this whole crime scene? Who do you think it is?
(No worries. )
*Leaf's smile drops and looks like she's deep in thought* To be honest with you...I have no idea.
The crimes committed here are of two drastically different nature: a subtle poisoning and an outright attack; one hushed up without an investigation yet the other...littered with clues. We are given a notebook, a crumpled drawing, and a marshmallow that has been-sadly-eaten by a guest.
*she pauses*
From the notebook and the calculations...we can tell that its owner is organized, collected, intellectual enough to plan ahead and cover his or her tracks...like the poisoning of Mr. Rupert, so to say. From the crumpled drawing and the doodles, however...we can infer that the Smasher is also of a creative mind: one who delights in riddles, jokes, and the thrill of this cat-and-mouse chase. So wishing to be found that he or she is rash enough to perform the gruesome impaling of Mrs. Tottington and leave behind clues for the other guests to solve.
So I think... *the photographer fumbles with her camera, clearly anxious* Either we are dealing with not one, but two Smashers of contrasting character, working together for an unknown reason or...someone with dual-personalities. Someone who can be calm in one moment but crazy in the next: well-versed in logic and considers him or herself as some sort of artist as well.
Now who do we know has an unstable, hyper personality, is engaged in an artform, known by many as a trickster and humorous clown, and is associated with marshmallows?
Then again...Anything is possible. *she laughs nervously*
I'm glad I'm the host or I would be accusing myself! O.O XD
So, I may have already asked this, but do you RP as yourself? If not, do you base your character off yourself but with a different name, or make up an eccentric character? Or does it matter?
Np, we all do it.
You can do either. RP as yourself or anything else your head comes up with (within the site guidelines of course). : D
Ooh, great. Now I'm debating whether to be my crazy, naive self or play the role of a glamorous yet elusive heiress.
Because that's somehow what popped to my mind when thinking about this game.
*Leaf's smile drops and looks like she's deep in thought* To be honest with you...I have no idea.
The crimes committed here are of two drastically different nature: a subtle poisoning and an outright attack; one hushed up without an investigation yet the other...littered with clues. We are given a notebook, a crumpled drawing, and a marshmallow that has been-sadly-eaten by a guest.
*she pauses*
From the notebook and the calculations...we can tell that its owner is organized, collected, intellectual enough to plan ahead and cover his or her tracks...like the poisoning of Mr. Rupert, so to say. From the crumpled drawing and the doodles, however...we can infer that the Smasher is also of a creative mind: one who delights in riddles, jokes, and the thrill of this cat-and-mouse chase. So wishing to be found that he or she is rash enough to perform the gruesome impaling of Mrs. Tottington and leave behind clues for the other guests to solve.
So I think... *the photographer fumbles with her camera, clearly anxious* Either we are dealing with not one, but two Smashers of contrasting character, working together for an unknown reason or...someone with dual-personalities. Someone who can be calm in one moment but crazy in the next: well-versed in logic and considers him or herself as some sort of artist as well.
Now who do we know has an unstable, hyper personality, is engaged in an artform, known by many as a trickster and humorous clown, and is associated with marshmallows?
Then again...Anything is possible. *she laughs nervously*
Ah, very interesting analysis. Some form of an artist who is very organized, but has their own sense of humor. Very interesting indeed.
I don't believe I was there when the first crime happened, but it does seem like this smasher is making these cases much deeper than we had anticipated. If this smasher is as clever as I believe he or she is, then perhaps they already know everyone's next move. If we're going to catch this person, we need to think one step ahead of them.
What certainly scares me now, is that perhaps this smasher is already among us on this tour, either hiding somewhere we can't see, or disguised as one of these guests.
*She shivers* Dark humor, unfortunately. All the more puzzling as to what his or her motives are.
Yes...the Smasher can very well be any of the guests present at this garden party, and we won't have any clear way of knowing. But following the patterns so far, the smashings take place when an individual is alone and vulnerable. Having such a massive crowd would no doubt pressure our culprit and make it easier for them to make a mistake. If they dare to make a move under this condition, that is. This makes everything more unpredictable...
Whoever it is, he or she had to be around when the first crime took place. This makes later guests like yourself, Mr. Zach, more or less innocent until further evidence proves otherwise. But that still doesn't limit the suspects by much.
*the photographer gingerly holds up her camera and snaps a picture of nearby vegetation* The only possible thing we can do now is wait and keep an eye out for the moment the Smasher slips. Unless... *Leaf lights up* we set up a trap.
*Leaf's smile drops and looks like she's deep in thought* To be honest with you...I have no idea.
The crimes committed here are of two drastically different nature: a subtle poisoning and an outright attack; one hushed up without an investigation yet the other...littered with clues. We are given a notebook, a crumpled drawing, and a marshmallow that has been-sadly-eaten by a guest.
*she pauses*
From the notebook and the calculations...we can tell that its owner is organized, collected, intellectual enough to plan ahead and cover his or her tracks...like the poisoning of Mr. Rupert, so to say. From the crumpled drawing and the doodles, however...we can infer that the Smasher is also of a creative mind: one who delights in riddles, jokes, and the thrill of this cat-and-mouse chase. So wishing to be found that he or she is rash enough to perform the gruesome impaling of Mrs. Tottington and leave behind clues for the other guests to solve.
So I think... *the photographer fumbles with her camera, clearly anxious* Either we are dealing with not one, but two Smashers of contrasting character, working together for an unknown reason or...someone with dual-personalities. Someone who can be calm in one moment but crazy in the next: well-versed in logic and considers him or herself as some sort of artist as well.
Now who do we know has an unstable, hyper personality, is engaged in an artform, known by many as a trickster and humorous clown, and is associated with marshmallows?
Then again...Anything is possible. *she laughs nervously*
I'm glad I'm the host or I would be accusing myself! O.O XD
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Ah, very interesting analysis. Some form of an artist who is very organized, but has their own sense of humor. Very interesting indeed.
I don't believe I was there when the first crime happened, but it does seem like this smasher is making these cases much deeper than we had anticipated. If this smasher is as clever as I believe he or she is, then perhaps they already know everyone's next move. If we're going to catch this person, we need to think one step ahead of them.
What certainly scares me now, is that perhaps this smasher is already among us on this tour, either hiding somewhere we can't see, or disguised as one of these guests.
*She shivers* Dark humor, unfortunately. All the more puzzling as to what his or her motives are.
Yes...the Smasher can very well be any of the guests present at this garden party, and we won't have any clear way of knowing. But following the patterns so far, the smashings take place when an individual is alone and vulnerable. Having such a massive crowd would no doubt pressure our culprit and make it easier for them to make a mistake. If they dare to make a move under this condition, that is. This makes everything more unpredictable...
Whoever it is, he or she had to be around when the first crime took place. This makes later guests like yourself, Mr. Zach, more or less innocent until further evidence proves otherwise. But that still doesn't limit the suspects by much.
*the photographer gingerly holds up her camera and snaps a picture of nearby vegetation* The only possible thing we can do now is wait and keep an eye out for the moment the Smasher slips. Unless... *Leaf lights up* we set up a trap.
Ah, very interesting analysis. Some form of an artist who is very organized, but has their own sense of humor. Very interesting indeed.
I don't believe I was there when the first crime happened, but it does seem like this smasher is making these cases much deeper than we had anticipated. If this smasher is as clever as I believe he or she is, then perhaps they already know everyone's next move. If we're going to catch this person, we need to think one step ahead of them.
What certainly scares me now, is that perhaps this smasher is already among us on this tour, either hiding somewhere we can't see, or disguised as one of these guests.
*She shivers* Dark humor, unfortunately. All the more puzzling as to what his or her motives are.
Yes...the Smasher can very well be any of the guests present at this garden party, and we won't have any clear way of knowing. But following the patterns so far, the smashings take place when an individual is alone and vulnerable. Having such a massive crowd would no doubt pressure our culprit and make it easier for them to make a mistake. If they dare to make a move under this condition, that is. This makes everything more unpredictable...
Whoever it is, he or she had to be around when the first crime took place. This makes later guests like yourself, Mr. Zach, more or less innocent until further evidence proves otherwise. But that still doesn't limit the suspects by much.
*the photographer gingerly holds up her camera and snaps a picture of nearby vegetation* The only possible thing we can do now is wait and keep an eye out for the moment the Smasher slips. Unless... *Leaf lights up* we set up a trap.
I'm glad I'm the host or I would be accusing myself! O.O XD
OoC: *gasps* It was you all along! oOo xD
That's a brilliant idea, Ms. Leaf, a trap will help to catch this guy, but we do have to be careful. If the smasher targets individuals who are alone and vulnerable, then it looks like we'll need someone....or something to be the bait.
Oh, and just to make sure none of us get smashed, it is probably best to stay in groups of two or three. May I join you for the rest of tonight's garden party? Hopefully that will deter the smasher.
* NFM is just finishing a brownie at the food table. She looks up at Tigress as she approaches and smiles and waves * Hey.
*Tigress responds with a matching smile and wave.* Hey there. *She joins NFM at the table, pausing to gaze greedily at the plate of brownies before snatching one.* Nice party.
" Indeed. These brownies are amazing. Also the garden itself just feels so inspirational, doesn't it? "
It was getting to be night now as Lolimon cleaned himself up for the party. His traje de corto had been ruined, his reflection bidding them good riddance, he put them neatly away. Wearing instead, as his reflection put it, obnoxious oceanic blue tuxedo (The only clean tuxedo he had.) with a chocolate brown cravat. He made use of his otherwise decorative cane to support his weight on his left. With this he made his way down the halls where Jayclones were vigorously scrubbing red out of the carpet, and through the patio doors to the garden party. From the steps he surveyed the goings on in the party below. He saw his photographer friend snapping pics of a Jayclone in an odd costume, elsewhere he saw a Native American headdress bobbing toward an elf with fiery wings, and at the snack table he saw that Tigress was wearing what he deemed a female version of his tuxedo, however she looked much better in it, he thought. He turned to leave when he was caught by his reflection in the glass. "You can't run forever,"
Lolimon looked to the nob then back at his reflection, "Oh, yeah, well just watch me."
He grabbed the nob, but it wouldn't budge."Just be yourself," His reflection said, turning into a bumble bee, "Don't be so sheepish," He morphed accordingly. Lolimon looked up and laughed, wiping his hand with his mouth, "Oh, right I forgot, you're the expe- just let me through this door." (Those looking on can't see his reflection as he can.) "What do you mean I can't? You're, this," Lolimon continued in a hushed tone noticing some jayclones looking at him funnily, "This is why I can't bring you anywhere. WHat? Well fine! Yeah, fine! here look, I'm going to the party, ayayay..." He made his way to the snack table for some brownies and punch, having momentarily forgotten Tigress was hard by the stress-relieving deserts.
*Tigress responds with a matching smile and wave.* Hey there. *She joins NFM at the table, pausing to gaze greedily at the plate of brownies before snatching one.* Nice party.
" Indeed. These brownies are amazing. Also the garden itself just feels so inspirational, doesn't it? "
It was getting to be night now as Lolimon cleaned himself up for the party. His traje de corto had been ruined, his reflection bidding them good riddance, he put them neatly away. Wearing instead, as his reflection put it, obnoxious oceanic blue tuxedo (The only clean tuxedo he had.) with a chocolate brown cravat. He made use of his otherwise decorative cane to support his weight on his left. With this he made his way down the halls where Jayclones were vigorously scrubbing red out of the carpet, and through the patio doors to the garden party. From the steps he surveyed the goings on in the party below. He saw his photographer friend snapping pics of a Jayclone in an odd costume, elsewhere he saw a Native American headdress bobbing toward an elf with fiery wings, and at the snack table he saw that Tigress was wearing what he deemed a female version of his tuxedo, however she looked much better in it, he thought. He turned to leave when he was caught by his reflection in the glass. "You can't run forever,"
Lolimon looked to the nob then back at his reflection, "Oh, yeah, well just watch me."
He grabbed the nob, but it wouldn't budge."Just be yourself," His reflection said, turning into a bumble bee, "Don't be so sheepish," He morphed accordingly. Lolimon looked up and laughed, wiping his hand with his mouth, "Oh, right I forgot, you're the expe- just let me through this door." (Those looking on can't see his reflection as he can.) "What do you mean I can't? You're, this," Lolimon continued in a hushed tone noticing some jayclones looking at him funnily, "This is why I can't bring you anywhere. WHat? Well fine! Yeah, fine! here look, I'm going to the party, ayayay..." He made his way to the snack table for some brownies and punch, having momentarily forgotten Tigress was hard by the stress-relieving deserts.
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