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Mrs. White: Me
Miss scarlet: Atlas-the-lemon
Mrs. Peacock: open, me
Colonel Mustard: open, me
Mr. Green: open, me
Prof. Plum: me
Motorist: me
Yvette: open, me
Body: open, me
Cook: open, me
Cop (unexpected): open, me
Singing telegram: open, me
Wadsworth: open, me
Chief of police: open, me
Backup cops: open, me
DEAD BODIES DO BECOME GHOSTS AFTER DEATH
~Mrs. White | @~'Atlas-The-Lemon'~
The older woman blinked, adjusting her hair as she got under civer from the pouring rain. She had gotten this note. From an unkown host about her letters and blackmail. Because she had "murdered" her five ex-husbands. That was stupid. She obviously didnt. But, at this point this was normal. She entered the house, being welcomed, and ushered into the lounge with the colonal, apparently.
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Mrs. White: Me
Miss scarlet: Atlas-the-lemon
Mrs. Peacock: open, me
Colonel Mustard: open, me
Mr. Green: open, me
Prof. Plum: me
Motorist: me
Yvette: open, me
Body: open, me
Cook: open, me
Cop (unexpected): open, me
Singing telegram: open, me
Wadsworth: open, me
Chief of police: open, me
Backup cops: open, me
DEAD BODIES DO BECOME GHOSTS AFTER DEATH
~Mrs. White | @~'Atlas-The-Lemon'~
The older woman blinked, adjusting her hair as she got under civer from the pouring rain. She had gotten this note. From an unkown host about her letters and blackmail. Because she had "murdered" her five ex-husbands. That was stupid. She obviously didnt. But, at this point this was normal. She entered the house, being welcomed, and ushered into the lounge with the colonal, apparently.
Miss Scarlet walked in, gracefully. She [and her roleplayer] wasn't sure what to do.
Miss Scarlet walked in, gracefully. She [and her roleplayer] wasn't sure what to do.
~Wadsworth~
Miss... Scarlet," hemiled, taking her coat gracefully. "you and the professer, you're aquainted?" he said, noticing the strange and akward looks given between the two. "no, i dont believe so," the professer said, setting his letter back in his pocket, adjusting his pipe.
~Wadsworth~
Miss... Scarlet," hemiled, taking her coat gracefully. "you and the professer, you're aquainted?" he said, noticing the strange and akward looks given between the two. "no, i dont believe so," the professer said, setting his letter back in his pocket, adjusting his pipe.
"I don't believe so, as well." She said with a glance around.
"I don't believe so, as well." She said with a glance around.
~professer Plum~
He sighed, glancing at his watch, noticing all of the other guests. "Mrs. White?" wadsworth called, looking around sloghtly. "yes?" she said, raising an eyebrow, looking him over. "Mr. Green," wadsworth continued. "T-that's me!" a tall, nerbous man replied. "Mrs. Peacock?" "How d'you do?" a woman answered, curtsying. "Colonel mustard?" "Present," a tall, muscular man answered. "and miss scarlet?"
~professer Plum~
He sighed, glancing at his watch, noticing all of the other guests. "Mrs. White?" wadsworth called, looking around sloghtly. "yes?" she said, raising an eyebrow, looking him over. "Mr. Green," wadsworth continued. "T-that's me!" a tall, nerbous man replied. "Mrs. Peacock?" "How d'you do?" a woman answered, curtsying. "Colonel mustard?" "Present," a tall, muscular man answered. "and miss scarlet?"
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