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Liar, Liar (Murder/Mystery)

Haha, drunk roleplaying is the best! But not nearly as much fun as drunk League, sometimes I play better drunk... either that or I just care less about people's bitching. Anywho, I'm writing a reaction post now. :]

quest of questionable heroes

Kieran brought his eyes to those closest to him. The few surrounding the cyclops and himself were the most successful in battle. Most fought with blade or arrow, but a few wielded magick like him. He stood up, feeling like maybe he should try to speak with them. If they survived this battle, they would likely live at least a little while longer through the journey... it might be nice to make a friend or two. Maybe not, men made bad friends, they weren't nearly as honest as animals. Even the beast they had just fell was more worthy of trust than the average man, at least it was honest about it's intentions. Maybe he could learn to make friends without trust.

After straightening his bag and unwrapping his hand-made spear, he held it out in front of him like a walking stick as he stood proudly. "You fight good." he said to the small group of them, his words were choppy and proper grammar was absent. His ears picked up a familiar tongue when he turned to continue on the march. Kieran turned his head to find the source of the Elven phrases, yet the speaker was a mere human. Curious... he thought to himself and moved on regardless.

Liar, Liar (Murder/Mystery)

Woo, time for some action! I can't believe he whipped out his gun again. XD

Return To Earth 3,002,014 AD

I think I've lost interest in this one anyway... :/

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Rookery said
I'm not serious about it - just so we're clear - but that's what I call "if inactive, you're replaced"

Oooh, well even if you were, I'm pretty active anyway!

Polyphemus said
Sounds pretty kinky.

Huehuehue, I can dig it. ;]

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Force posting??

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Polyphemus said
Guys, if I know anything from all the crime shows I've watched, the first guy arrested is never the guilty party.

I had a similar thought when everyone was/still is jumping on Lillith. Everyone thinks she's guilty, so the focus is on her for long enough to illuminate the true guilt of someone nearby. MUAHAHAH. :D

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Alright, I changed it, I'm keeping the nerd part in though. It's not far-fetched for her to think that someone is a nerd just because she doesn't recognize them from the party scene. Plus, being offended, she would likely stoop to using bully terms.

edit: yeah, Poly... you might want to find a room to get lost in... or it might mean the cuffs XD

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Ahh, well pale and lanky are in his CS descriptors, and they are a general indication of being a shut in of some sort... and I thought other characters mentioned his baggy clothing as well. Either way, Lillith is gonna spit fire because of the way Reed came at her.

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Just as Lillith was trying to find peace, and alcohol, after the awkward church scenario, someone came to damage her calm. She poured herself a glass of rum and soda from a can that was chilling on ice nearby. A hand clamped down on her shoulder and someone began whispering in her ear. The simple act of it put her over the edge, and her peaceful demeanor faltered. She spun around and slapped his hand off of her with a little more force than necessary. His words bothered her more than his touch, and she seethed with anger.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” she said in a hiss. She sized up her foe instantly: pale skin, kind of lanky, generally looking like he was somewhat out of his element. “No one touches me without my permission, you understand me? The next time you lay a hand on me, I’ll break each and every one of its fingers, you hear? A nerd like you would be pretty lost without his gaming and masturbating hand, huh?” She took a gulp of her drink, feeling the warmth of the rum snake down her throat pleasantly.

Her assaulter turned away, expecting her to just follow him upstairs like a sheep to the slaughter. Like hell she was going up with him alone… sure, she had a weapon, but as Coops so lovingly pointed out, other people’s weapons can be bigger and badder than brass knuckles and brute force. She felt as though she had built up enough of a rapport with him today, so she looked over to Cooper, who had found himself his own drink and was looking around with that slightly paranoid glaze in his eyes. “Care to back me up, maybe this kid will have more info…” she said to him, gesturing towards the stairs where Reed was.