This is a supplement to A Murderer's Game.
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Found out I was logged into a computer at a friends house. Need to change the email on here so i can change my password, but it fails every time.
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Going to Remake A Murderer's Game! Hit me Baby one more Time
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No offence to women.
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Well, I'm Tired as all Goat. Night all. See you fine Fellows at 10:06 today. Mtntopview, If you are reading this, continue the quest for counting superiority! We will crush the week mined women.
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~1857~
Everything is merely an illusion.
I am. You are.
We were all made for the entertainment of one man.
The Game Master, The creator of these said illusions.
As His servants in this illusionary world, we must carry out His plans without question, for He may dispel us.
We call our religion "The Game"
Those who please Him the most, and those He trusts, He gives the most honored place in our Game.
The Deck of Fifty-Two.
Fifty-Two of the best men and women, separated into four different suits.
The Diamonds, Those tied to Royalty, or in Politics.
The Clubs, Those who are the Strongest.
The Hearts, Those who use their minds and are tricky.
and The Spades, Those tied to the Work Force.
For what is a Game, without it's Cards?
This is a supplement to A Murderer's Game.
This is a supplement to A Murderer's Game.
The Narrator said
I am back!Post is coming up this evening.
Yay! But I may not be around to see it...
~1857~
Everything is merely an illusion.
I am. You are.
We were all made for the entertainment of one man.
The Game Master, The creator of these said illusions.
As His servants in this illusionary world, we must carry out His plans without question, for He may dispel us.
We call our religion "The Game"
Those who please Him the most, and those He trusts, He gives the most honored place in our Game.
The Deck of Fifty-Two.
Fifty-Two of the best men and women, separated into four different suits.
The Diamonds, Those tied to Royalty, or in Politics.
The Clubs, Those who are the Strongest.
The Hearts, Those who use their minds and are tricky.
and The Spades, Those Skilled with weapons.
For what is a Game, without it's Cards?
This is a supplement to A Murderer's Game.
This is a supplement to A Murderer's Game.
Thundercat said
So, is the detective going to round everyone up? Do we stand by until than?
Not exactly. You and Ms. Crunch can post that morning, like what you had for breakfast, what you did, etc. Or you can wait.
It has begun.
November the Second, 1857, 9:15 AM.
It has been three months since The Game Master started his Murderous Rampage across London. And now, The Game Master had made another move in his twisted game of death and insanity. Last night at exactly 11:40 PM, The Game Master had violently slaughtered a homeless drunk in Watchmaker's Hill, a park on the outskirts of London. The man wasn't found until 8:00 AM of the next day, at which point, the Constables were summoned. Signs of The Game Master usual modus operandi were discovered by the Constables that had arrived on the scene, a man's head replaced with a smile-carved pumpkin is very hard to miss.
"Well, This is a mess." Constable Grayson looked at the grim scene as the other Constables marked off the area for Investagtion with Police Tape and were doing their best at keeping the crowds and reporters away. Stopping one of his men Grayson asked "Was there any ID on this man?".
The Constable pulled a small wallet out of his pocket. "This was on the man. No ID, and a Quid"
"Thats Strange." Grayson told the Constable, "Most men and women we find killed either have some form of ID or someone to reconise them, but this time we don't"
"Sir, we found this man here. He claims to have seen The Game Master. His name is Jonathan Godswell." another Constable then said with Jonathan standing behind him.
"Godswell? You mean like Alison Godswell, the fifth person to be murdered by this lunatic?" Grayson turned to Jonathon and said "I am terribly sorry about the loss of your sister, my good man, but if you've seen this so called 'Game Master' and can give us a good enough discription of what he looks like, we'll have him caught and in the gallows within the month"
Jonathan looked at the Constable he had been instructed to talk to "Well in all honesty, I wasnt able to get a good look when I happened upon the scene, all I was able to make out was a figure shrouded in darkness. I didnt really notice anything about him but I was able to see the corpse and knew right away who it was. when I went to chase after The Game Master, he took off and seemed to fade into the surrounding darkness."
"That's just what I thought. Hmm." Constable Grayson said. "This is the perfect time to get the team togther. You!" he called out, pointing at another Constable, "Call Sir Lakeview and his associates".
"Yes sir" the Constable responded before running off to contact Lakeview. As the Constable ran, a large psychotic grin stretched across his face. "A team of detectives, eh?" The Game Master said to himself as he continued running, the high collar on his police uniform hiding the unnaturally large grin on his face "I wonder how this will affect the game?". The Game Master then stopped grinnig as he reached a phone. He picked it up and dialed the number for Sir Lakeview's office. "Hello, young miss" Constable Game Master said to Lakeview's secratary, who had answered the phone "Could you please tell Sir Lake view that he and his associates are need by Constable Grayson at Watchmaker's Hill,"
"The Game Master has struck again"
Anyone on? I would like to start this now.
5/10 because dah fuck is dat?
The Narrator said
Sir George Lakeview will be pleased to make the acquaintance of both the medium and the scientist. And two soldiers! You know what that means! Fictional war stories to bore the other characters to death with! Yeaaaaaah
Sweet. Sir George is here! All we need is Godswell and we're good for take off
MissCapnCrunch said
I was talking to a friend about this and he was wondering how Ana would affect Henry. Henry being a man of logic, and Ana having a un-natural ability. Would he try to explain it, or just go with it?
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