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New Sims. New Mansion. New Mysteries.

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*sits in lawnchair and waits for Fall to arrive*

Hooray!  I was hoping you would do another story sometime.  Can't wait to read it!

*pops some popcorn* since my mystery got all destroyed by my game crash, I'm really looking forward to this.

Two more weeks and I shall start the first mystery.


In the meantime, here are all the classic characters, weapons and rooms. There have also been added a few more to the bunch.




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SUSPECTS: Colonel Mustard, Professor Plum, Reverend Green, Miss Peach, Captain Brown, Mrs. Peacock, Madame Rose, Miss Scarlet, Mrs. White, Mr. Slate-Grey.

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WEAPONS: Candlestick, Knife, Wrench, Lead Pipe, Rope, Pistol, Poison, Fire Poker, Razor, Globus Cruciger.

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ROOMS: Hall, Lounge, Dining Room, Kitchen, Lavatory, Ballroom, Conservatory, Billiard Room, Library, Study.

It was miss scarlet! oh wait, you haven't started.

Wow this is so cool!  I love your set designs in all the rooms.  

I want to play the game again now. :D

Woa! I wanna play!

I've also included two other characters, Hogarth the Butler, and my very own Inspector LeNoir to further aid the investigation.


The mysteries will be set in an Edwardian-period Canadian town during the year 1910 and onward.

Mrs. Peacock is the wealthy inheritess of Tudor Close as usual. She is a social and outspoken member of the community, often looking forward to hosting social events and intimate get-togethers with her closest company. Col. Mustard is a British ex-military man still fresh from the Boer War. He is her closest companion, though romance between them is in question due to the mysterious, sultry mistress, Miss Scarlet, whom Mustard picked up during an elephant hunt in India. Reasons why Mrs. Peacock allows her to stay is beyond anyone.  Miss Peach is Mrs. Peacock's American neice who took up long-term bording in the Close while she works on her dream to become a ballerina. Relation in the family continues to Peacock's step-brother, Professor Plum, an inventor who had recently been fired from a prestiged University, now forced into staying at the Close. Mrs. Peacock had also taken liking to a flamboyant, yet struggling artistian from a well-off family by the name of Mr. Slate-Grey, who has wasted his fortune yet was offered Peacock's sympathy.

The death of Mrs. Peacock's husband didn't stop those close to him from fleeing the scene. His ex-secretary from the provice of Quebec, Madame Rose still holds close relation to the Close as she takes up a paranormal new hobby. Captain Brown was Mr. Peacock's closest friend, though an alcoholic aristrocrat who gained his profession out of name rather than skill. He seeks the attentions of Mrs. White, the two-faced young domestic of the manor who was forced into her situation out of tragic circumstance and rotten marriage. Of course, theres the local vicar of the village, Reverend Green is there to offer the best wisdom he can without ruining his relation with the Church as he makes his radical enviromental pursuits to protect the Canadian wildlife.


However, if these quant lives weren't complicated enough, there is always a newcomer to the village whose stay most likely will end in....MURDER!


Of course, Inspector LeNoir is on the scene and can use your help with the grizzly matter! Hogarth, Tudor Close's trusted and truthful butler always has something on his mind when it comes to discreet investigation.


So these bios ought to give you a guideline of what's to come. I will be able to get something up around August 22.

Woohoo!  I have exorcised my contest habit and I'm all done with them for awhile haven't been in Stories section in a long time!

This looks like a great story can't wait!

Yay! This looks so interesting. I've never actually played Cluedo before (shock, horror) but read some random books on it I think... A very long time ago. I like murder mysteries.

This sounds like a lot of fun!  Can't wait to get started.

I love this game!!  (Though the rest of my family hates it lol)
It was Colonel Mustard in the billiard room with the candlestick! Lol.  I won't guess anymore I promise.  
This should be interesting when it starts up!

Excitement in the village is abuzz as Mrs. Peacock hosts the annual hot air balloon race; an event much looked forward to. The race has people talking for this time, a famed, professional Italian balloon rider by the name of Giovanni Giuseppe has come to partake in the event putting all the contestants on their toes. Especially when there is prize money involved. Controversy arises when apparent sabotage occurs during the race, prompting Signor Giuseppe to take a confrontational visit to Tudor Close. Unfortunately for the hot-headed dare-devil, somebody plans to pay his soul a one way ticket to the sky.....  


So grab a seat, and get ready to solve:


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VICTIM: Signor Giovanni Giuseppe

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Sang d’Entrailles Village
May 19, 1910

The Balloon Park- 1:00 PM

It was that time of year again that brought a feeling of excitement and wonder. No, it wasn’t Christmas…not yet anyway. This special event only occurred once a year to a tiny well-off French community in the countryside of Quebec known as Sang d’Entrailles Village. Every year, the village hosts a balloon race. The concept was simple; a prominent village member is selected to host the race, complete with providing the costs necessary for the balloons. Common community members are permitted to sign up and fly the balloon provided they know what they are doing. Of course, the gambling aspect of the event is always an added bonus, and considering the income of the local residents, the stakes can get rather high….

Mrs. Ethylene Peacock was woman of original French-descent, but was married to a late Englishman of the village whose ancestral history brought about English-roots into the community. Due to this, Mrs. Peacock was fluently bilingual and a much revered figure of the village. It was no surprise that she was the recently selected hostess for the balloon race.


It was 1:00 PM, and the villagers would be arriving in about an hour or so for the luncheon and show. Mrs. Peacock naturally was the first one there after the workers had done setting up the hot air balloons. She stood alone, marveling over what beautiful balloons had been selected for race.

“Oh, la la!” She thought to herself in amazement, “Gorgeous things they are! I simply can’t wait to see them up in the clouds!”

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She then turned her attentions to Mrs. Mary White, her cook and personal maidservant who was busy preparing the buffet. When Mrs. White was working away, she was always quiet and discreet….never tried to let on what she was really up to. Mrs. Peacock would rave that anybody who’s met Mrs. White would suddenly want her as their best friend, but really, Mrs. White was the epitome of evil and nobody really could know why unless they knew her past. How sadistic Mrs. White really was deep down... for example:

“How’s the garden salad coming along Mary?” Mrs. Peacock inquired, for she really loved Mrs. White’s cooking.

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“My special blend m’lady,” Mrs. White replied with a titch of a smile, “A little this and that, with subtle herbal flavoring!”


Mrs. Peacock gave an approving smile and allowed her to finish. That is, unwittingly allow Mrs. White to purposely drench the garden salad with pure Poison. Mrs. White loved nothing more than Poison!

2:00 PM


By now, the villagers had all begun to arrive at the park, every one of them buzzing with excitement over the much sought after event. Most of them had already placed their bets, thus some of them would be losing a certain amount of cash before the afternoon was over, but others just may make a small fortune! First however, they were anxiously anticipating the entertainment of the day. They all made their way up to the platform where the balloons were as Mrs. Peacock warmly welcomed them.

“Welcome everybody,” She announced, “As you know, we will be watching the village’s 34th annual balloon race as our dear friends of the community take their hand at flying the friendly skies. There will be one especially exciting visitor to the village all the way from Italy! But first, please enjoy the delicious buffet that my cook has wonderfully prepared, consisting of roasted turkey in lemon sauce with an herbal garden salad mixed with deviled eggs.”

“Oh my, sounds delicious!” One of the patrons murmured.

Mrs. White beamed.

“Be sure to eat a good helping of salad!” She suggested to the crowd.

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One by one, they all grabbed themselves a plate and sat their selves down. All of them were feeling satified and comfortable in their finest afternoon clothes. One particular villager by the name of Captain Benard Brown was all decked out in his brown captain uniform.

"My good friend Benard back from the sea!" Called an elderly gentleman from his seat, "Come to make extra cash?"

"Oh yes, not that I'm not doing alright on the money train myself due to my respective profession," Brown laughed, "I've also come to watch some of my dear friends do a little sailing themselves for once! Ha ha!"

"You know, I hear the Italian visiting happens to be one of the best of his bunch! Famed in Europe; all the rage he is. Le creme de la creme!" Informed the elderly gentleman, "I would be surprised if everyone here didn't bet on him!"

"I've bet my life away on my hunting partner Colonel Clifford Mustard!" Brown admitted, "Ambitious fellow he is, I haven't seen him lose at anything to date."

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Inspector Matthieu LeNoir stood at the buffet stand sniffing around for something to eat while he puffed away at a cigarette he was never seen without.  He wasn't attending for the show more or less but attending due to the fact that it seemed like the sort of event he could gain a scoop on a good mystery. He loved nothing more than busting crooks, but they usually were none in such a quiet village.

This time however, something was off. His nose sensed it.

"La salade," He thought, "Something smells très étrange. Ce n'est pas the eggs!"


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2:15 PM

Fifteen minutes later, Mrs. Peacock silenced the crowd as the contestants taking part in the contest made their way into the park, just as planned.

“Well if I’m not mistaken, it looks like our daring contestants have arrived!" Mrs. Peacock announced with a look of excitement.

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All eyes turned towards five people making their way to the platform. A few of them were trying not to show the nervousness that lurked beneath their stomachs.

“Due to my personal beliefs, I’m proud to inform you that this is the first ever balloon race permitting lady contestants! Thus please give an order of good cheer for family friend and village healer, Antoinette Rose, and my beautiful niece who has just recently come to stay from America, Miss Daisy Peach!

There were several claps.

“I’m can assure you that I did not bet on those radical ladies!” One man chuckled to his wife.

“Next we have my very clever brother Nathan Plum who surely has something up his sleeve for this race, as well as our beloved Reverend Green who is taking a rather flying leap from his usual setting, as well as the very handsome artist around the land who wishes to find some inspiration in the air, Mr. Andrew Slate-Grey!"


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However, as it appeared, not all the contestants had arrived. Colonel Mustard was still sharing an intimate moment with his mistress, Miss Scarlet whose exotic charms quite appealed to a man like Mustard who liked a little adventure in his life.

“You better hurry Cliff,” Miss Scarlet whispered as she pulled away from a kiss, “I can hear cheering voices in the park…”

Colonel Mustard pulled away and straightened himself.

“You will be there to watch me win, won’t you, my dear?”

Miss Scarlet merely smiled; a look of mischief in her face.

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More more more!!!

2:20 PM

With all the contestants ready in place, the time was ripe for the moment everyone had been waiting for….except not all the contestants were in place….there was still one more needed for the race….

…and then he came.

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“Madames et Monsieurs,” Mrs. Peacock spoke, her blue eyes gleaming with awe, “I would like to humbly present the man of sky you have all been anticipating. I have taken great lengths to reach him but he has graciously sailed all the way from the Italy to join us here in our modest little village. Though, for such a manly specimen such as him, modest is certainly not the appropriate word….thus, may we all give warm courtesy to Signor Giovanni Giuseppe…”

The way she said his name gave the impression of her trying to impress others by the way she rolled the ‘g’.

“Grazias Senora, grazias,” Whispered the Italian with soft-spoken eloquence, “The pleasure is mine.”

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A hush fell over the crowd as he made his way up to the platform to take his place.

“Jesus…he’s gorgeous!” Mr. Slate-Grey thought breathlessly, a lump forming in his throat, “If he’d ever want me to draw every last angle of him, I’d do it in a heart beat!”

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All eyes were focused on the seven figures standing stiff and proud in front of their balloons. It was time.

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“Will the contestants please board their balloons!” Mrs. Peacock commanded loudly.

One by one the contestants climbed into their baskets and prepared to ignite the fuel inside, as Mrs. Peacock pulled out a gleaming silver pistol from within her frock….

“When I fire this pistol,” She announced, “The aviators will ignite their flame, and the race will commence!”

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All was silent….a pin dropping was audible…

[size=24]BANG!!!![/size]

*insert dramatic cliffhanging music here*

I can't wait to read more! :D

2:30 PM

It took no time before the crowd started roaring with excitement. Slowly, each balloon inching off the ground as they ascended like Greek giants rising up. The rules were quite simple….each balloon was supposed to make a complete rotation past the park and around Tudor Close, before returning to make perfect landing on the platform. At the moment though, it was only the beginning….


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….for Reverend Green…it was the end. He couldn’t hack it! Despite his white lie of having flying experience before at the registration, it didn’t help him one bit now for the simple truth was; he was scared of heights!

“Oh God I’m so sorry…sorry…. Jesus! What the Hеll was I thinking?”

Before his balloon could get any higher to the point where his next action could be fatal, he prepared to abandon his balloon…

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"What on Earth is he doing!?" Cried one voice from the crowd.

"I'm glad I didn't bet on him!" Declared another.


With one great leap, Green landed flat on his back! Ouch!

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Meanwhile, Inspector LeNoir had snuck off to do a little of his own investigation concerning the suspicious salad. He gathered the plates from which other guests had eaten salad from. He found himself rather surprised however to bump into Miss Scarlet in a rather lonely section of the park.

“Oh Madmoiselle!’ Declared Insp. LeNoir startled, “Please excuse me, I’m just taking these plates for reasons concerning myself and not concerning you…unless you’ve had to some salad.”

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“I didn’t come here to eat salad,” Miss Scarlet chuckled, “I enjoy little strolls through the park to pass the time.”

“Well, the entertainment is down by the balloon platform,” Insp. LeNoir informed with a hint of suspicion, “I’m surprised you are not down there.'

“Balloons don’t interest me, I’m afraid,” Scarlet admitted, “I find that they are too over-inflated for their own good.”

She thought for a moment.

“On the other hand…I might go and pop by after all….”

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Back at the balloon race…

“Reverend! Oh my God! Are you alright?” Mrs. Peacock cried rushing up to him.

“Oh Ethyl, it was stupid mistake…I’m so sorry!” The Reverend groaned, “I don’t know what I was thinking. I was all caught up in the thrill of it before when I signed up….I wanted to….well…never mind…it’s rather silly of me go on like this.”

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“It was silly of you to jump out of your balloon like that,” Mrs. Peacock scolded, “Thankfully I don’t believe anyone had placed a wager on you. Here let me help you up…”


It wasn't just the crowd to witnessed the Reverend Green's blunder. Up in the sky, his heavy landing made light entertainment...

'Il prete Stupido..." Signor Giuseppe whispered smugly under his breath.

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From my skimmage, I love it.
Digging the butler named Hogarth.
(I loved The Iron Giant.)

2:50 PM

It wasn’t just Reverend Green who had a hard time in the balloon race; some of the other contestants were having their issues as well.

“How do you fly this thing?!” Miss Peach cried across to Madame Rose.

Madame Rose chuckled a little nervously. She didn’t sense any real danger to them both, but she did concern how they were to get down.

“I must confess mon ami, I really didn't enter this little contest under full experience either. I suppose I did it because I wanted a little....risky excitment in my life! Anyway, I see no choice but to go with the flow. The men are already ahead of us anyway….”

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Over fifteen minutes passed and the balloonists who were still holding up in the race were just returning from the circling around Tudor Close.  Down on the ground Captain Brown was holding his breath.

“Come on Mustard, old chap…sail on, sail on…don’t let me down…” He whispered hopefully under his breath, “I’ve put every penny on you…”

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In the air the shoutings of the croud were muffled out by the breeze. The race was nearing it's end and one thing was for sure...Signor Giuseppe was not surprisingly in the lead. After him, he was followed by Professor Plum, Colonel Mustard and Mr. Slate-Grey. Colonel Mustard was especially nervous. If not in the lead, he should at least be in second! What had Plum done right?


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"Time to take a little drastic action..." Colonel Mustard reasoned with himself.


He turned up his flame to the point where it was blareing with intensity and loud as heck on Mustard's ears. He kept turning it up....a little too much! Suddenly it went out!


"Shіt!" The frantic Colonel cried.

It was no use. As Mr. Slate-Grey's balloon bumped past him, the truth was quite clear. Colonel Mustard was going to lose this race...and Brown's earnings. Down below, he couldn't make out several groans of the few who bet on him.


That's when something else happened. Down below, a silent pistol retreived and unnoticed by the crowd, was raised into the air....


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Only a few seconds elapsed before came a...

[size=24]BANG!![/size]

3:05 PM


"Mеrda!" The startled Italian cried from above, "What was that!?"

If it weren't from his own shouting, he would of heard an audible hissing noise emmiting from his own balloon.

[size=24]SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!![/size]

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For that moment, it was simple shock and confusion. It was to get much worse than that however; at least for Signor Giuseppe. From what was a simple disruption escalated to disgruntled anger when he noticed that his balloon was making an early descent....and Professor Plum sped past him to win the race!

"Testa di cаzzo!" Giovanni cried, "No! You pig head! Get back here!"


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Five minutes later, Professor Plum made a smooth landing with a cheering crowd rushing up to greet him and congratulate  him on his winning. Some of them were a little peeved due to the fact that the contestant they may have placed a bet on didn't win, but in the end it was fun day for all and it was exciting to have an upset of a win.

"I did it..." Plum muttered breathless, shocked at his own skill, but then it finally sank in him.

The Glory.

 "I DID IT! OF COURSE I DID IT! It was child's play really!"

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Meanwhile, the once revered Italian Stallion had found himself a nice spot in a large leafy tree.

"Il...professore...morirà...." He oathed with bitter hate as his balloon slowly deflated over top of him.

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BILLIARD ROOM- 4:30 PM

Back at Tudor Close...

"Congratulations Nate," Miss Scarlet complimented Professor Plum as they toasted some champagne, "I think you surprised everyone with that astounding win of yours."

Prof. Plum turned a shade of plum-red.

"Oh stop it, really, your too kind Miss Scarlet."

Then she moved a inch closer to him. A wave of purfume filled his nose. She spoke soft and low...

"Tell me, you had something up your sleeve...didn't you?" She coaxed with a wink.

Plum sheepishly smiled as he downed his champagne with a gulp.

"To tell you the truth...I did apply a little of my own invented formula to the flame to give it a little 'oomph'....but it was nothing really!"

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Miss Peach who was also present in the room sat bored and quiet on the couch watching Colonel Mustard and Captain Brown have at game of billiards to pass the time. Of course the main reason she was bored was due to the fact that neither Mustard or Brown said a word to eachother throught the game. Not single bit of matirial to fuel Peach's hunger for good gossip. Other than that she hated the game.

"Dаmn...." Mustard muttered under his breath as his attempted trick shot made an awkward jump, "My game is not up to par as it should be..."

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For the first time, Brown finally spoke.

"Cliff, I want to have a word with you...after the game if you want," he grumbled in a low tone.

"No, no Ben...we can talk now, I sense that you have something 'important' on your mind," Mustard complied, "Shall we take it to the Library?"

HALL- 4:50 PM

Mrs. Peacock paced slowly across the marble Hall floor. Not to get her wrong that she wasn't terribly proud of his brother, but she had to deal with the dreaded aftermath of what she considered a rather big mess. Indeed, it was more than one bet-holder who had a thing to say or two about the outcome from the balloon race. It was no use denying the fact however that things have indeed gone terribly wrong. The talk of the town was turning to sabotage based on the odd gun shot they heard. The star of the event ended up in a tree. Now, Hogarth the Butler claims that he had been receiving calls from the visitors who had suddenly got a terrible illness that had resulted in sever vomiting. Some speculate it was something they ate.

Then, of all things she wanted to hear, a loud knock at the door.....


"Well what a pleasant surprise to see you again Giovanni!" Mrs. Peacock greeted, attempting to paint on a faux happy face, "May I help you with any thing?"


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"Signora..." He replied, "I want to talk to you. Let me inside...."

LIBRARY- 5:00 PM


"I don't know how it happened..." Mustard began as he clutched a Candlestick in his hands, "I discovered my blasted balloon was lagging behind, so I turn up the pressure for the flame. Then the bloody fuel supply rutted out on me! If only the flame kept going strong...."

The glow from the candle relected off his monocle.

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Brown grunted.

"I don't know what do at this point. My wealth is what keeps me afloat as a 5-star captain for today's luxury liners. With the amount I wagered and lost on you, I could very well be shipwrecked!"

"But, your forgetting," Mustard began to remind him, "Your reputation preceeds you. I don't think you would find the biggest trouble to earn it all back. Every filthy rich person from Buckinghamshire is clammering to be sailing with the great colourful Captain Brown!"

"Well, ho ho! I can't count on that to last! Ever since my credentials have been under investigation this month, I've been having to...well...you see the picture."

"Are you saying you need to provide bribes to keep your position?" Mustard asked appaulled, putting the Candlestick down.

"Well, I'm not going to say much..."

"Listen Brown, your a decent chap, and I'm willing to back up any fellow soldier in peril. You leave it to me....I'll get you a nice sum one way or another. I will just have to find somebody to...pummel a little pressure onto, if you know what I mean."

"There's Plum," Brown suggested, "He's now got a hefty amount from his win, I know that. But Plum is our mate, and it just wouldn't be the Christian way, y'know?"

"No," Mustard agreed, stiffening his lip, "I will just have to settle with someone more expendable..."

He got up from his chair and discovered he'd been sitting on a grimy old Lead Pipe all this time.

"This would do nicely..."

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Mustard set out of the Library, taking the Lead Pipe with him.

WEST CORRIDOR- 5:12 PM


For Professor Plum, everything was at ease at first. He was content with the atmosphere of the manor...nicely mellowed from his drink in the Billiard Room, and still filled with after-joy from his winning of the balloon race and the reward to be given to him.

Of course, as soon as he left the Billiard Room, he was to make a rather nasty encounter with a familiar face.


"You...!" Plum stuttered in shock.

"Lei il bastardo!!" Signor Giuseppe growled with hate, "You think you can make a fool out of Giovanni Giuseppe, do you now!?"

"I assure you, I didn't mean any harm...."

"How else could you have won!?"

Plum gulped. He couldn't reveal that he tipped his luck up a bit with the added formula he used. That would really send him off the edge!

"Lucky...I suppose...." Plum tried to reason, "Perhaps the areodynamics of my balloon got a little speed boost from a sudden gust of air?"

"Lucky.....bah! You make me laugh, you Pinocchio" Scoffed Giovanni, "You had my balloon sabotaged!"

"Sabotage...?" Plum replied clearly confused.

"I could have been KILLED!" The Italian roared with intensity.

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"Now, now...let's not get excited now...we can discuss this rationally," Plum tried to reason, "Now...what's this about sabotage?"

"Don't you pretend! You know exactly what!" Giovanni snarled.

"No, I DON'T know what exactly what," Plum protested, clearly getting annoyed.

Giovanni leaned in a closer, showing up Plum; to challenge him.

"Did...you...shoot...my....balloon?"

With that said, something deep in Prof. Plum's tight knotted brain finally snapped.

"NO! I DID NOT SHOOT YOUR DAMNED BALLOON, SO SHUT THE HΕLL UP YOU GREASY GINO!"

With that, Professor Plum stormed away, his temple finally shot, and sweat beading on his lenses. Signor Giuseppe stood there dumbfounded.

From around the corner, Madame Rose happened to sense the tension according to her self-described 'sensitive sensing'. She happened to witness Plum's raging outburst. This troubled her deeply for she held Plum in high regard.

"Ceci est horrible!  I knew something terrible was going to happen..." She dreaded in her mind, "This Giovanni...he is a fiery soul......Nathan is in serious trouble if he crosses him again! I must do something to help him...."

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BALLROOM- 5:30 PM



"Oh, Auntie Ethyl!" Miss Peach exclaimed as she entered the Ballroom, "I didn't expect to see you in here."

"Well, I'm here, deary, *hic*" Mrs. Peacock moaned sleepily as she reclined on the chaise longue.


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She had been having a little champagne herself for she was clearly a nod inebriated. At the moment, she was listening to a light Chopin piece on the gramophone.

"I hope I didn't disturb you!" Miss Peach apologized noting how PO'd Peacock looked, "I was just simply going to grab some of my opera music from the piano and I'll be off."

"You might wish to look into another hobby some day Daisy, " Mrs. Peacock suggested huskily.


Miss Peach spun around.

"What?" She asked surprised, "Singing and dancing is not a hobby, aunty. It's my life....it's what I'm destined to do!"


"How are you going to afford it?" Mrs. Peacock then reminded, her eyes drooping with weariness, "All this time, I've agreed to pay for your lessons and recitals. Now however, things may have to change. I was just speaking to that famous Italian from the balloon race. He's as gorgeous as Rome itself I'd admit, but that doesn't seem to stop him from being a ruthless bаstard..."

Her hand tenderly stroke a golden Globus Cruciger at her lap....

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Miss Peach's soft little eyes widened.

"Why? Auntie tell me! What has he done?"

"The man isn't taking his loss sitting down," Mrs. Peacock explain, "He came here in anger, insisting that his balloon had been sabotaged. Possibly by Professor Plum who upset the race with his surprise win. Now, I don't think this is possible, but this oaf won't listen to reason! He insists on pressing the issue further on how he could have been killed! In fact, he threatens to take it up with....the Italian embassy! If this issue gets out of hand and there was a sabotage attempt on his balloon or his life then the responsibility would be placed on me, forcing me to possibly give up a substancial amount of money, or worse...be arrested for my failure to respond to justice!"

All the while Mrs. Peacock was talking, Miss Peach had been wandering around the room aimlessly as the words sunk into her skull. She came across a Wrench for the piano screws that had been discarded next to the music stand....

"He better not ruin us," Miss Peach muttered, "Or...or...I'll have to fix him!"

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STUDY- 6:00 PM


Reverend Green and Mr. Slate-Grey had retreated to Mrs. Peacock's Study where they were both in deep conversation about why they signed up for the balloon race earlier.

"I suppose it was foolish of me to do it," Confessed the Reverend, "I hadn't known a thing about flying and....I suppose I got caught up in the excitement of it all."

"But vicar, I still don't quite understand why you did it," Mr. Slate-Grey replied, "I saw you fall...and I was quite worried about you."

Reverend Green raised a brow.

"Well, could I confide in you Drew?" Rev. Green asked, "After all, despite what they say about priests, we are only human after all. Even I admit I've had my share of weakness. It was that Italian bloke, that's why I did it. I knew quite a lot about him and I'm secretly a fan of his. I thought I'd try and impress him, show him what a real man of the cloth was made of! Unfortunately, I didn't take my own folly into account and I inadvertently put myself into the snake-pit, thus making a fool out of myself."

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"I don't blame you," Slate-Grey concurred, "He was the reason I joined up as well. I have had flying experience myself. I've gone up in balloon many times to get great angles for artistic subject matter. However, I don't think I would have done this if he wasn't there."


Suddenly, Reverend Green turned around with a shocked look on his face.

"Oh!" He exclaimed, "What are you doing here?"

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Sure enough, Signor Giuseppe had entered unnoticed.

"Prego signors," He apologized, "I'm looking for Signora Peacock. She's uh...vanished in this large home of hers!"

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"Well I haven't a clue of Ethyl's whereabouts I confess," Reverend Green admitted, "Sorry."

"Wait!" Giovanni interrupted suddenly, "You’re that foolish man that leapt out of his balloon!"

Green's face turned a shade of red. He never felt so embarrassed.

"Yes...well...it was...an accident..."

All the Italian could do was sneer out a cold laugh making Reverend Green feel mortified. He then turned to walk out. However, Mr. Slate-Grey despritely wanted to speak with the object of his affection; though he knew he had to stay subtle...even if his feelings were passionate.


"Wait!" He called, "I want to speak with you!"

Giovanni spun around.

"Oh signor, what is it you want? I really must be on my way...please"

"Wait, wait....I wanted to tell you something, something important...." His face had a sense of longing implorement, "It's just, your someone who I feel truely....special to be around. Not many men out there are graced with such physical beauty as you...."
 

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"Ah, you are very kind," Giovanni replied, a little embarassed and confused, "Not many people have been nice to me today."


"What is Andrew trying to prove!? Can't he see that he is nothing but an arrogrant cad?" Reverend Green thought to himself, making a face, "I think I better leave him. Perhaps I DON'T want to know what he's trying to do..."
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Besides the embarassment was a little too much to bear. He had just been mocked by who he had foolishly idolized before. With that, Reverend Green got up and exited the Study through a nook behind a bookcase that slid into the wall leaving Slate-Grey and Giuseppe alone together.

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With his heart pounding and the priest gone, Slate-Grey continued his advances.

"Please Signor Giovanni, I know you've been upset about the whole day, but you just have to let it go," He pleaded, "I can see that your a beautiful person and I'd hate to see you hurt yourself over something as meaningless as a balloon race...."

"But...I don't understand what you mean," Giovanni replied, his tone softer than usual, "I've been attacked and I must do something...you understand, right?"

"I've heard," Slate-Grey replied, "But listen, by revenging out, you are hurting others and you are hurting yourself. I can feel that. I think there are things more important than revenge.....like love. "

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Now Giovanni's heart was pounding, even though he still didn't quite understand what Mr. Slate-Grey was trying to do or say, even himself could feel slight attraction to the youthful artist.

"I...I...better go, I really must go," He insisted, "Ciao signor."

With a rapid pace, he hurried out of the room as Mr. Slate-Grey sighed with dispair.Now Giovanni's heart was pounding, even though he still didn't quite understand what Mr. Slate-Grey was trying to do or say, even himself could feel slight attraction to the youthful artist.

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KITCHEN- 6:12 PM


When Mrs. White entered the Kitchen, she saw Hogarth polishing one of the butcher Knives for dinner which Mrs. White intended to prepare. He seemed a little shaken however. Something was indeed on his mind. He put down the Knife on the counter and turned to her.

"Mary, there is something I think you ought to know..." He began.

"Oh, and what would that be?" She replied, clutching the bottle of Poison in one hand.

Hogarth gulped and straightened himself self-importantly.

"Well, I've received several messages from certain villagers on the phone," He informed, "Apparently, all of them have called to tell me that they have been paralyzed with a terrible sickness that has weakened their systems and caused them to violently...vomit," He stared down at the Poison in her hands, "I think you have something to do with it."

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"Well, why would you think of something so evil about me?" Mrs. White asked coldly, setting the Poison down on the table next to them, "I simply whipped them up a delicious herbal dressing for their salad because people like them deserve nothing but the best. I do try to do good, but efforts always go under appreciated, and it's not as though I'm getting any younger despite my best efforts."

"And during those years of you getting older, I've gotten to know you well enough," Hogarth stated solemnly,"You are the perfect servant in everyone's eyes because you have them fooled, but when we are back in the same room alone together, you drop the foolery and I can see the real you. I know how you give just the right amount of poison to guests here and there mearly to satisfy your own hateful satisfaction."

He then let out a little sigh,

"One of these days you are going to give someone a titch too much and then what? You will be caught Mary!"

"The world is too busy mueling over the likes of some cheep Italian in a flashy suit and an over-bloated balloon," Mrs. White muttered with resentment , "To give a holler about me feeding poison every last one of those worthless wretches!"

"Worthless what?" Reverend Green asked, who suddenedly appeared from the secret passage.

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"Worthless wrenches vicar!" Mrs. White repeated with a pleasant smile, "Have you ever seen a wrench in this house? They couldn't tighten a screw if someone's life depended on it!"

"I confess myself, I do find they are more useful for crushing things due to their hefty weight," Reverend Green admitted.

He thought for a moment.

"Say Mrs. White, I don't suppose you've seen any around in the house somewhere? He asked, "I may need to borrow one if that would be alright?"

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LOUNGE- 6:30 PM


When Signor Giuseppe entered the Lounge, he found it to be abandoned and quiet. The lights were extinguished save for a fire glowing at the end of the room. The fire itself had not been tended to for a while thus had been reduced to red embers.

Giovanni sighed, walked over and began to stoke the flames with a Fire Poker that lay close by. He didn't really know why, after his encounter with Mr. Slate-Grey in the Study, he had been nothing but confused. The memory of the day had been like a bad dream that slowly faded from the mind. As he absently stoked away, he contemplated about what he was going to do. Of course, he could always leave, after all, he couldn't find Professor Plum again.

Plum.

That's who he needed to kill! It was all coming back to him now. That smug bаstard was still probably in the house still laughing to himself, but he won't be laughing for long.... Giovanni looked down at the Poker in his hand, and gave the fire one especially strong poke.

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BALLROOM- 6:33 PM


Mrs. Peacock had remained in the Ballroom for a quiet a while. She was quite tired indeed, for she shut her eyes for a good half hour or so in order to clear her mind. When she finally came to, a sense of ease had come over her, and the little rest payed off. What really woke her up however was when she was bombarded with Madame Rose bursting into the room.

"Ethyl, please I beseech you!" She beckoned.

"Oh Ann!" Mrs. Peacock replied back startled, "How did you know I was in here?"

Suddenly, she stopped and realized that knowing Madame Rose, this was a rather stupid question to ask.


"Nate is in danger...." Madame Rose forwarned, "The hatred in this house is thickening and the professor will be the one to pay for it unless something is done to stop it."

"Stop what?"

"The balloon-racer...." Madame Rose revealed, "He's come here with vengeful intent! Please Ethyl, give me the Pistol you had earlier today. I must give Nate some decent protection."


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"Well, as you know, I would happily aid my brother with what ever possible except, the Pistol has gone missing...."

"Is this true!?"

"Yes," Mrs. Peacock replied in a dissapointed tone, "I set it down on the buffet table, and it had been missing ever since...."

EAST CORRIDOR- 6:38 PM


The sight of Giovanni Giuseppe stealthily sneaking down hallway with a Poker in hand was almost rediculous to be believed. Of course, he always was more over-the-top than usual, when he thought nobody was watching him.

"Going out for an elephant hunt, Signor?" Miss Scarlet asked with a smile.

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Giovanni straightened himself with embaressment and tried to play it cool.

"So you like my, stalking techniques do you, Signorita?" He replied smiling back.

Miss Scarlet released a chuckle.

"Well, it is amusing at best,"

Then she brought her voice down more low and enticing.

"Listen, I'm planning on retiring early tonight for I'm quite satisfied from the brunch," She divulged, "But I wouldn't mind having another drink before I rest. Would you care to join me?"

SLATE-GREY'S BEDROOM- 6:40 PM


Mr. Slate-Grey sat on his bed with a feeling of hopeless failure. He also wasn't going to be sharing dinner with the others. He tried his best with Giovanni, but in the end, nothing resulted.


"I just don't understand," He thought to himself, "I'm most likely the only person in this house who truely cares for the man. Why doesn't he listen? Am I simply yet another worthless face to him?"

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DINING ROOM- 6:42 PM


"Please Signor, have some more," Miss Scarlet coaxed as she poured more champagne into his glass.

"Grazie bella," He replied as he took another sip, "And please...call me Giovanni."

"It's my pleasure," Miss Scarlet, "You see, with most men, I have a way of knowing. I can tell that things have been not in your favour today."

"I must admit that, being with a girl as charming as you, I can't help but feel better already."

Miss Scarlet gave a enchanted smile at his comment.

"Well, I really must say I feel quite the same," Scarlet admitted, "You seem like the type with...boyish spirit that is not too common with men these days. I can see something alive within you that sets you apart. Even I have to admit, sometimes I find the Colonel a little too stiff-necked for my liking."

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Giovanni reached out and rubbed her shoulder.

"Then sometime, you must come back to Italy with me," He suggested, "It is a land like no other."

"I may very well take you up on that offer Giovanni," She accepted, "Of course, I would need someone like you to show me the sights..."

"Bella, please, it would be my pleasure,"

She smiled with lustful intent and leaned in closer.

"Care for a little more champagne?"

CONSERVATORY- 6:45 PM


Colonel Mustard stood in the Conservatory poised and ready, clutching the Lead Pipe in his hand. He had a little drink earlier to give him enough wits needed to perform the task he was set to do.

"Just like on the battlefield," He thought rigidly to himself,  "Sometimes drastic measures need to be taken! The next person who walks in here surely will have a sum on their name. I will swiftly attack them, make it look like an accident...and collect afterwards. I must be very careful though...."

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Sure enough, he heard the door open behind him and heard footsteps enter.

"I can't discriminate," He drilled into his head, "Who ever it is...will be the one...."

Like a tiger jumping out from it's hiding, Colonel Mustard swung around prepared to attack.....when suddenly he stopped dead in his tracks.

"E..Ethyl!?" He stuttered, dropping the Lead Pipe on the ground, "What ever are you doing here?"

"This is my house," Mrs. Peacock replied, with a look of confusion, "I tend to go where I like..."

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Mustard straightened himself, wiping the sweat off his brow.

"Fair enough," He replied.

"Well Cliff, seeings how I managed to bump into you, I must tell you something before we have dinner."

"What ever could it be?"

Peacock then let out a sigh,

"It's Giovanni, who you surely remember," Mrs. Peacock answered.

"Yeess?" Mustard replied with a tone of annoyance remembering the man very well.

"Well, he's here...in the house...and with him he's brought all sorts of problems. Even worse, Ann has told me that he's now possibly dangerous! Oh something must be done Clifford! Anyway, I just thought I should let you know..."  


With that she turned and left leaving Mustard all alone. Just then something caught his eye. A large coil of rope that was usually kept in the Ballroom for which Miss Peach sometimes used as a dancing prop.

"Hmmmmmm," Mustard thought as he picked it up, "This Giuseppe fellow probably isn't doing to bad on the money wagon, what with all his fame and all."

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Then he let out a little lewd chuckle.

"Then perhaps Charla and I could use it...for uh..tonight's entertainment...hehehe."

BILLIARD ROOM- 6:50 PM


As though it had been waiting all along for her, a shining gleam from the silver Pistol beckoned for Madame Rose from behind one of the thick green armchairs.


"La bonté moi!" She thought, "How did this get here?"


Quickly, she bent down to retreive it.

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LAVATORY- 6:55 PM


Discreetly, Signor Giuseppe had to excuse himself from Miss Scarlet to attend to his natural needs. On one note however, he had never seen so much at once.

"Santa mеrda..." He moaned to himself, "Too much champagne...."

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DINING ROOM- 7:00 PM


"Hogarth," Mrs. Peacock called to her butler, "Would you go into the Kitchen and check up on Mrs. White? I've just received a phone call from Mayor LeBoeuf claiming that he is suffering from rather serious food poisoning. Not that I feel she would be responsible...wait...why are you holding that?"

Hogarth looked nervously down at the Razor in his hand.

"Mrs. Peacock, I feel it is important for me to tell you a terrible discovery I've made..." He stammered, "I honestly...don't know how to put this..."

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"What is it?" Mrs. Peacock asked, "Now that you brought it up I really must know!"

It was just then she realized his face was paler than usual.

"Well...." He tried to explain "I saw the Razor on the floor...and I wiped the blood off of it thinking somebody cut themself on it....and then....I...I....found the Italian man...."

"Yes?"

There was a beat of silence.


"HE'S DEAD!"


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Signor Giovanni Giuseppe has been murdered! Hogarth found his body at the foot of the cellar stairs. Inspector LeNoir has been sent in to discover which of the ten suspects at the house that day killed him. But, he's having problems and needs your help!


As a player, you can either ask a question, visit a room, or make a suggestion.

You may only ask SIX questions per day. You may only visit THREE rooms in total. Everyone can make a suggestion, but you can only make ONE suggestion per hour.

If any other questions, don't hesitate to ask!

Good luck and happy sleuthing!

As a reminder, here are the ten suspects, ten weapons, and ten rooms....



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SUSPECTS: Colonel Mustard, Professor Plum, Reverend Green, Miss Peach, Captain Brown, Mrs. Peacock, Madame Rose, Miss Scarlet, Mrs. White, Mr. Slate-Grey.

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WEAPONS: Candlestick, Knife, Wrench, Lead Pipe, Rope, Pistol, Poison, Fire Poker, Razor, Globus Cruciger.

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ROOMS: Hall, Lounge, Dining Room, Kitchen, Lavatory, Ballroom, Conservatory, Billiard Room, Library, Study.



Here is the list of rooms you are allowed to visit.



Ground Floor


Hall
Lounge
Dining Room
Kitchen
Lavatory
Ballroom
Conservatory
Billiard Room
Library
Study


Second Floor

Guest Bedroom
White's Room
Mustard's Room
Green's Room
Peach's Room
Peacock's Room
Scarlet's Room
Plum's Room
Brown's Room
Rose's Room
Slate-Grey's Room

Basement

Cellar
Secret Passage K/S
Secret Passage L/C

Oi! this is so hard without a board...

Ah heck, it won't be that bad!


If you want to ask a suspect a question, just write your question and I'll reply with their response.

If you want to examine a room, simply state a room, and I will PM you the details.


If you wish to make an accusation (Suspect, Weapon, Room), well just say it and I will tell you how many you got correct.

Okay, I'll give it a go...

Can I examine the Lavatory? I guess it's only appropriate I examine the location of the crime scene.

Not neccessarly. The body was found in the Cellar.

Anyway, I've sent you a PM.

Well, it doesn't seem to many people are too interested in playing. Maybe some extra evidence will help. Maybe it won't. But at any rate I cannot post the murder solution until somebody solves it. This case can only be solved by asking questions, searching rooms, and making accusations.


The evidence below is a few extra events that also occured during the evening. You must fit them into the story that's already been posted according to the time.


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KITCHEN-6:55 PM


The first thing that caught Miss Scarlet's eye when she entered the Kitchen was a bottle of poison standing presently upright on the table.

"Hmmmmm, quite lovely," She thought, "But...no....it may be too late for that."

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Then her eye turned to something else.....

"Oh my!" She declared.

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STUDY-6:57 PM

"Ann, you know what?" Plum spoke, "I've finally decided I'm going to do something about this stupid аss who thinks he can pout at me for beating him at his sorry little...game."


Madame Rose remained solemn and quietly, she said him.

"Nate, be very quiet...and take this with you."

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Just then, Plum felt the cold smooth steel of a silver Pistol being placed into his hands....

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SCARLET'S ROOM-7:06 PM

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Are you in here, my dear?" Colonel Mustard called as he opened the door to Miss Scarlet's bedroom.

He let out a little grunt of disappointment when he discovered she wasn't in the room after all.

"Dаmn."

With mechanical force, he carelessly tossed the Rope in his hand on her bed and stepped inside in hopes that she might pop in after all. Of course, a thought occured.

"Usually, it is not polite for a gentleman to enter a lady's room," He thought with a lewd smile, "Perhaps I should sweep her with force when she comes back...say...what's this?"

Just then, he saw a telegram for Miss Scarlet resting on top of her vanity.

"Perhap's a little snooping wouldn't hurt..."

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I say... Colonel Mustard in the lavatory, with the razor.

egghugger...

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I think it was Mr. Slate-Grey with the razor in the Lavatory.

Rev. green with the razor in the lavatory

How about Col. Mustard with the wrench in the study?

Zorom...

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egghugger...

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rachel631...

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This means we can now eliminate Colonel Mustard...

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...the Wrench...

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...and the Study.

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Mr Slate Grey with the Pistol in the Billiard Room.

Madame Rose in the lavatory with the rope?

Zorom...

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This exhonorates Mr. Slate-Grey...

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...the Pistol....

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...and the Billiard Room.

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rachel631...

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One more guess and we'll have either the room or the weapon then. I guess I'll be the one to make it...

Mr Slate-Grey, the Wrench, and the Lavatory.

Because if none are correct, we know it was the razor, right?

rachel631...

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Don't forget, you may also interrogate the suspects and search rooms too! ;)

OH! It was definitely in the lavatory!

But I say... Mrs. White, in the kitchen, with the poison.

egghugger....

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She may seem like the murderous type, but this proves that Mrs. White is innocent....

(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v617/Cluedokid25/Sims%202%20Cluedo/cluedocards-suspects1-2.jpg)


...as well as the Poison...

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...and the Kitchen.


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To recap, then... as well as noting the above, we also know it's not the razor, the rope, Mme. Rose or Rev. Green (logically). We also know the room 100%.

How about an interview with Prof. Plum, then? And a search of the lavatory? Would that be OK?

I've sent you a PM.


What would you like to ask Professor Plum?

Ummm... actually, no. How about Mrs Peacock in the lavatory with the knife? That makes more sense.

rachel631...

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Hmmmmm.... in that case, I'll go with Miss Scarlet, the knife, and the lavatory.

So close! How exciting...

rachel631....You are CORRECT!


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"I can't possibly figure out how to explain this without pulling the rug off my cover. However, since I've embarassingly been caught by why I thought I planned out so well, I can't imagine anything I say will make things better for myself. To keep it short and simple, I'm a trained assassin working for who ever can put up the biggest bid for my services. Even Clifford had no idea. This little balloon race was really just child's play for the likes of Signor Giuseppe. He had bigger balloon races to do and bigger wages to win.  Perhaps if Mrs. Peacock knew just how skilled and famous this man was, she may never have invited him. Anyway, some bigwigs had placed a lot of stash upon the  contestant for a more prestiged and professional race than the little one we were holding here at home. They were dealing with a serious amount. This Giovanni fellow was making them a little more than nervous. They knew he had the potential to outbeat every single contestant in the race. They also knew I lived in the area and was friends with the people of the village so it all worked out perfectly, or so I thought.


After I found a way to to apprehend Mrs. Peacock's Pistol, I aim was to fire, kill him there in the sky, flee the scene and be beautifully rewarded. If only it were that simple. My mind was not as at ease as it should have been and I shot his balloon instead! Unfortunately, there were no more bullets in the gun (and I couldn't risk a second time). I had to find another way to finish the job.


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I was very crafty about it. I seduced him into the Dining Room where I keep serving and serving him champagne over and over again to the point where he would need to visit the loo. Then I would kill him in private. When he left, I needed to think fast. So when I went to the Kitchen I at first saw the Poison and realized that there was no time for that (Otherwise, I would have poisoned his drink from the start!) That's when I saw the Knife sitting on the counter. Quick, swift and silent. It couldn't be better.....

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Right next door to the Kitchen was the Lavatory where I knew he was. Nobody would be in there to witness what I was about to commit. Everything had to be taken at the precise moment. It's what I've been trained to do in the Asssassin Trainee Camp in India. I waited by the door for the right moment....

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As I heard him finishing up, I opened the door and swiftly sliced the Knife...into his neck.....he didn't even have the chance to turn around....

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....When the coast was clear, I dragged the body and tossed it into the Cellar. I took the Razor with me for good measure in order to perhaps make it look like a gruesome suicide.

But in the end I failed.

My one fatal mistake was drinking too much champagne. Perhaps if my senses were more alert and alive, my carefully plotted plans wouldn't have...ended up in the air!

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Congratulations rachel631! You solved the murder of Signor Giovanni Giuseppe and won the game of Cluedo!

Yay! Great ending, too. Love the flashback pics.

Well I'm glad you enjoyed it!


I will be starting a second mystery very shortly. It's already in the works. Hopefully I will get a good number of people playing!

Sounds great. I love mystery games, but I can never find enough people to play with *sniff*. So online games with lots of players sounds fantastic!

Awww I'm too late! I'm a huge Clue fan!! Where I can download your characters?!

Don't worry. My second one is already in progress.

Unfortunately, these characters are not for download. I've used a bunch of different outfits for them. Most of the stuff is from http://www.all-about-style.com