It was raining the night of October First, 1857. A man runs down the street, the paper in his hand. The London Times. Across the headline it said; MURDER! THE 11TH IN A STRING OF MURDERS! The man knew that he shouldn't be out this late. He stopped to check the time on his silver line pocket watch. 11:26. "Where had the time gone?" the man thought to himself. "I should be in bed with my wife." He rushed down the lane, only a few blocks away from his house, 21st Pudding Lane. As he saw his house, he slowed his pace. Suddenly, a Laugh was heard though the air. The man stopped "W-who's There??" he shouted. The Laugher only got more intense. And then... The man was killed.The next morning, The man was found, sitting down. his head had been cut off, replaced with a pumpkin with a smile carved into it. In the man's hand was a note addressed to Scotland Yard. It read...
Let The Game Begin
I am looking for four detectives and one murderer.
Age: 41
Gender: Male
Role: The Famous Detective
Personality:
Charles has a quiet demeanor when it comes to work. He's best for picking apart different objects and situations piece by piece, and looking at things from all angles. Never has he left a single inch of a scene untouched. He uses each and every one of his sense to solve crimes, as well as his impeccable photographic memory. As a detective, he has a high sense of right and wrong, and a constant obligation to help those in need. He's not afraid to get down and dirty, and has had experience with numerous criminals.
Outside of work, he's more open and welcoming. He enjoys socializing with his coworkers and other detectives. Still, he's always aware of his surroundings and tries not to drink too much.
Alignment: Lawful Good
The Best Detective around. He/She has been following this murderer for weeks now.
Rules for The Famous Detective;
Read the Murder scene. The Murderer (and me) will write this together, in mass detail, so you can pick and pull at everything you need. Take anything you think that might be of value.
Try to tell the group what do, sense you are the best at what you do. It's up to them to listen or not.
Witnesses. Try to ask questions to any or all of them, what ever you seem fit. Some may not talk.
2. The Fighter;
A Grand Fighter. You have a bone to pick with the murderer, and nothing will get in your way.
Rules for The Fighter:
Witnesses. Anyone could be the murderer. If the wont talk, offer to beat the snot out of them for the answer. Some witnesses might come clean to things they have done.
In a Fight/ Chase situation, you can take charge. This is what your best at after all.
You do what you want. You may listen to the Famous Detective, but you don't have to.
Trust no one. Anyone may be working for the murderer.
3. The Spiritual Medium;
Name: Rosalina (Rose) Parker
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Role: Spiritual Medium
Personality: Rose is a very thoughtful person. She tends to be quiet at times because of her⦠gift. She works very closely with the detective. She is very nice and friendly and tries not to become angry. When she becomes angry, she seems almost like a little kid. She is very small, so she balls her fists up really tight and throws the down like a little kid. When she is sad, she does not cry, but she becomes really silent. She feels bad for all of the ghosts and tries to help them as much as she can.
Description:
Alignment: Neutral Good
The best witness is the one who was killed him/herself.
Rules for The Spiritual Medium:
If you would like to talk to the dead, make a post that establishes that. The Dead will appear only to you, so you might want to tell the others. or keep the info to your self.
Listen and work with the Famous Detective, as he knows what he's doing.
Understand the Fighter, as you may have lost your own family member to the Murderer too. (if you want.)
4. The Researcher;
The one who takes the info and processes it into workable data. You are obliviously the smartest.
Rules for the Researcher:
Analyze what The Famous Detective found. It might be important, it may not. (I'll give the result)
Listen to The Spiritual Medium, the Evidence might be important.
The Fighter has almost no use to you.
And Now... The Murderer.
Jackli Bardsworth
The 25-year-old Arsonist
"Born in the realms of chaos and evil"
"He was a strange child. Whenever he would come to church, he would sit through with perfect attention. He would always come to bible study, which was what I always thought of as a way to remove himself from his father's drunken presence and his mother's absence. One could see it in his eyes; terror of the moment he arrived home. He progressed through school with a solid 4.0, diligent in academics and his spirituality. On the day of his eighteenth birthday, he moved to Cambridge where he was given a full scholarship. After that, he never saw his parents again. Every month or so, he would come up to the church and visit. He seemed to remain equally diligent, but remained as friendless as he had in his youth. On his 21st birthday, he came up to the chapel and asked to confess. He never confessed much when he was younger, so he went through a very long list of sins. Most misdeeds were small and childish, the stealing of a classmate's pencil, the calling of names, however one sin stuck out to me. He had burned the favorite family oak tree of his high school rival the day he was bullied. Only ashes remained. I said nothing, but chose to continue, not noting it with any special importance. I gave him his penance, and he bade me farewell. He never came up to the church again.
"I remember Bardsworth...such a while back. He was always a silent fellow, never really noticing or caring about others, even his parents. We became close when we were bullied in school together, we would stick together and we became our only friends. Both of us came from bad families, so we never went to each other's house. When one would be crying he was silent and contained. When one would be overflowing with joy, he seemed mildly amused. He never got angry or even passionate about anything. He went about his life never letting out steam, just silent resentment."
Rules for The Murder:
You (and me) will create a murder scene. Try to create as much detail as possible. Leave a few (or more) clues. You are playing a game with them, so remember that.
You may make your self seen at any time you choose, but the objective is to not be caught.
I am allowing ONE super-natural ability. It may not be over-powered.
So, who's ready to play A Murderer's Game?
"I remember him...I still have his sketch of Gabriel burning infidels...Whenever he would come to church, he would sit through with perfect attention. He would always come to bible study, which was what I always thought of as a way to remove himself from his father's drunken presence and his mother's absence. One could see it in his eyes; terror of the moment he arrived home. He progressed through school with a solid 4.0, diligent in academics and his spirituality. On the day of his eighteenth birthday, he moved to university where he was given a full scholarship. After that, he never saw his parents again. Every month or so, he would come up to the church and visit. He seemed to remain equally diligent, but remained as friendless as he had in his youth. On his 21st birthday, he came up to the chapel and asked to confess. He never confessed much when he was younger, so he went through a very long list of sins. Most misdeeds were small and childish, the stealing of a classmate's pencil, the calling of names, however one sin stuck out to me. He had burned the favorite family oak tree of his high school rival the day he was bullied. Only ashes remained. I said nothing, but chose to continue, not noting it with any special importance. I gave him his penance, and he bade me farewell. He never came up to the church again.
"I remember Bardsworth...such a while back. He was always a silent fellow, never really noticing or caring about others, even his parents. We became close when we were bullied in school together, we would stick together and we became our only friends. Both of us came from bad families, so we never went to each other's house. When one would be crying he was silent and contained. When one would be overflowing with joy, he seemed mildly amused. He never got angry or even passionate about anything. He went about his life never letting out steam, just silent resentment."
I would have enjoyed being the murderer too. But hey, at least I can still be an equally enigmatic detective.
Edit: Also, if this RP dies like the last one, drop me a PM if you plan on making reboot.
I don't think the murderer was intended to be an arsonist. He's supposed to be a Jack the Ripper style killer who beheads his victims, replaces them with smile carved pumpkins, and taunts the constables.
Can I be the spiritual Medium? That sounds like fun. :D
Yes! Submit a CS and you will be on your way!
Also, UltikanaRe, That isn't really a CS. That's just a cool back story...
There is a CS in the First Post.
Name: Rosalina (Rose) Parker
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Role: Spiritual Medium
Personality: Rose is a very thoughtful person. She tends to be quiet at times because of her⦠gift. She works very closely with the detective. She is very nice and friendly and tries not to become angry. When she becomes angry, she seems almost like a little kid. She is very small, so she balls her fists up really tight and throws the down like a little kid. When she is sad, she does not cry, but she becomes really silent. She feels bad for all of the ghosts and tries to help them as much as she can.
Description:
Alignment: Neutral Good
Alignment: Neutral Good
