Murder at Midnight: Game Show Edition (Season 4) - Games

(The "...." is Otacon) A tinted black car slowly parks itself across the street, the window slowly winds down. David, also known as Snake, puts his finger onto his ear lobe. "Otacon, I am outside the building." Snake said to what appears himself. "....." "Are you sure this is the right location?" Snake said with a concerning tone in his voice. "......" "No, it's just that it's in a big open location. Usually if the Government had something to do with it, it would be a bit more secretive." "....." "I guess....." "......" "Okay, well before I go, are you sure the company didn't exist till the site was made?" "....." "Very well, I will talk to you later." Snake then removes his finger from his ear lobe, and winds up the doors mirror. "Hopefully they won't take long to let people enter." Snake said to himself as he lit a cigarette. "Then again...." Snake then looks at a box full of clothes. "I might need the time to change." Snake closes his eyes and waits. *BLEEP BLEEP* *BLEEP BLEEP* Snake's eyes open instantly as he heard the Codec ringing. "What is it Otacon?" "....." "Why?" "...." "I guess." "....." "Okay, I will. I will talk to you in a bit." Snake then hangs up. "Right, I better change into my outfit." Snake said as he opened the box next to him. "Hopefully this tuxedo won't be too suspicious" Snake said as he put the tux on. Snake then puts the window down. He then whistles. "Hey!" Snake shouted. "You Skeleton guy, got a minute?" Snake said as he flicked a bit of burnt Cigarette out of the window.

Vanolo turns over, "Excuse me for a minute." Vanolo wipes his suit with his bony hands, walking over to the tuxedo man. "Yes, what can I do for you?" Vanolo rolled up a cigar and pulled out a light out of nowhere.

"What is going on over there?" Snake asked.

Nuwit-Quiw F. Poinxsquad eyes Snake and mummers "Dumb government dog, serving the will of a higher group all of the time..."

"These gentlemen are waiting for the doors to be opened. It's some kind of game show, to me I've never heard of it." Vanolo watched the building for a far, looking at the people waiting.

"Hmm...Sounds interesting, I will have to keep an eye on it. Thanks" Snake said.

"It's a pleasure, I'll check back when I get the chance somewhat too." Vanolo let out a large puff of smoke away from Snake's face, jaw wide open just like any skeleton would do. "Well gents, whatever game you're playing I hope one of you wins or at least gets money from participating." Vanolo walked away from the site, oblivious to the fact this site was suspicious. Of course, he had to look into it later.

As the contestants spoke amongs themselves, none of them noticed a large fireball hurling towards them at ridiculously high speed. The fireball itself appears to be made out of a cockpit from the Kerbal 1, the first spaceship designed for the Mün Mission. Just as the spaceship seems like it was going to create a huge crater right in the road across the street, a sheet of orange and white suddenly popped out from it's behind. It was a parachute, and it slowed the fireball enough for it to land right in front of the contestants undamaged. A huge billow of smoke was created as the cockpit landed safely. The contestants began talking amongs themselves about the occupant inside when suddenly the cockpit door was kicked open and flew off its hinge, hitting on of the contestants.. In the doorway stood a little green man wearing a spacesuit, there is an aura of badassery all around him. He is Jebidah Kerman, astronaut and badass. "Hello!"

Gordon notices a familiar face and is about to talk to him with his new synthetic vocal cords when a door smashes him against the wall.

Smith Johnson's head turns to the side, observing Jebediah's landing craft, and then snaps back rapidly, standing straight with his hands by sides. "[I]UNKNOWN[/I] vehicle. 100 meters. TO. OUR. FRONT."

I guess you guys waited long enough. [QUOTE] The time has come. The [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I6YwdreWfFs"]theme song of the game show[/URL] plays aloud and the doors are opened, accidentally smashing Freeman into the building wall. Out comes the host and the only camera man on site. The host reverts his attention to the camera and does the intro. "Oh, welcome everyone to the 4th season of our beautiful game show! We have decided to embrace the digital world and bring the show online for all to watch. Today, the 12 contestants in front of you will enter the building and they will not leave until there is a winner! Whether it be the Killer or the Bystanders.", he says gleefully. He turns his attention to the Citizens. "Welcome everyone to your new home! Please, come in!", he says, still gleefully. Everyone slowly enters the building. "My name is Deil "Iowa" Lully, your host. Please, let me show you around!", he says, as he shows everyone what is on each floor. The last floor is where the bedrooms are. "Literally anything you want is here, hot tub, liquor bar, room full of things that could be used for murder- I mean, room full of things for relaxation.... yeah.", he says, getting slower by the end. "Alright, I showed you the entire place! I hope you guys have fun and die- I mean not die!", he says quite seriously, as he and the camera man take their leave. "Oh, and before I forget. There are 4 guards here, 2 on the outside and 2 on the inside. They are to prevent people from helping you. And even if you did get outside help, we have cameras in every room. We'd know. Anyway, I'm going back to the studio to watch you guys, goodbye!", he says, as he locks the front door from the outside. As he leaves, [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f10LFrjzM30"]a little jingle[/URL] plays. From there, the speakers on each floor begin playing [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQPoqK3yjiU"]some sort of background music[/URL]. [/QUOTE] The Citizens and the Murderer are now locked inside the building, unable to leave, free to explore the 12 story area. Meanwhile, any non-game show characters have lost their ability to speak with the game show character and, as always, are free to explore the new town and worldbuild as they like.

Black Mask, heard the host say bar. He was certainly impressed "Better get to drinking then boys. Because I'm going to." He walked up to the unattended bar, setting up a few drinks for himself. The businessman thought about the host as he poured whiskey in a glass. "You gasholes wondering what that host is up to?"

Rick Grimes makes his way to the bar, a he sees a person sitting there as well, he overheard a qeustion 'I don't trust this host. No matter what he says, no matter what you think. You are not safe here.' He took a glass of whiskey. It burned in this throat, it had been a while since he last drank. The whiskey supply was very limited for him. He remembered drinking whiskey with his best friend, before the friend slept with his wife and Rick killed him. Rick looked at the red machete that hung from his hip and then to Negan who was standing somewhere else, with his bat. 'I'll name you Red Handle,' Rick said silently. 'Hopefully we'll never meet Lucille'

Snake sits down on the bar stool and pulls out another cigarette, he lights it as he eyes around. He then puts his finger onto his earlobe. "Otacon, I am inside the building" "...." "Otacon......Are you there?" "...." Snake let out a disgruntled grunt. "Ugh." Snake then removes his finger from his earlobe. *Hopefully Otacon is just having some trouble responding and not my Codec being interrupted.* Snake thought to himself. *Looks like I will have to do this the old way.* Snake said as he straightened up. Snake then turns around and looks at the Sheriff. "Hey uh you there, the guy Sheriff. What do you know about this place?" Snake said as he faced Rick. ((Hopefully Otacon is still allowed to be used.))

'I know nothing of this place. Also, I'm not a sheriff anymore. I know I wouldn't bring my son Carl here. Not at all'

"So you don't think there is anything off about this place?" Snake asked.

'I just said I wouldn't bring my son Carl here. Would you take your son to a place you don't trust? I'm not afraid though, I've faced cannibles and a one eyed freak worse than this. Atleast I hope I can defend myself from a potential killer. What about you? You look tough'

"Hm, for a guy who doesn't know much about this place, you are acting very odd, the only way to get onto this gameshow is to sign up, but you are acting like there is something more to this gameshow." Snake said suspectedly.

'If you've been through all I've been through, you'd be suspicious of everything too. I once went to a place where they have cannibal's. It was insane.'

"I guess." Snake said. "Well if you see anything odd let me know." Snake then stood up and left the room.

"GGGRRRHRHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW. REAAWGH." ~Translation~ [I]Gee, I hope there's a grill around here. I could sure go for some fried fish! Anyone wanna come look for it with me?[/I]

Not for this one, but reserving a spot in the next game as Atticus Finch :v:

Black Mask wandered off to nowhere, glass in hand as he waved like a jerk in front of everyone. He went to the next story staring at a mysterious room. He gulped down another shot and slowly opened the door. ''The bright heavenly light'' came towards him and he quickly closed the door. He couldn't believe what he just saw from his own eyes. The criminal glanced his surroundings making sure no one will see his actions. Black Mask opened the door once again and went forward, closing the door, but not without putting a "Do Not Disturb" sign around the door knob. He laughed it up and had the best hangover in his life that day.

Cameron took a look at his surroundings, everything looked clean, but off somehow. He stared at Bear Grills 'That bear man is kinda scary...' "So, who do you guys think is gonna be... picked off first?" Cameron asked casually, taking out a deck of cards and shuffling them to keep himself occupied.

Jen decided to explore the place abit, as he went into the bar, he decides to impress everyone with his rocket sciences by creating a small rocket using empty soupcans, junks and cheap liquor. Of course, the high alcohol percentage of cheap whiskey and the poor quality of...junk meant that the small rocket not only didn't launch but also explode with a bright red fireball. Luckily, no one was hurt, except that now the room and everyone else is now covered in soot and ashes. "Whoops." The Kerman, now with a face covered in soot decided to leave the bar room and run out screaming about.

"Otacon, can you hear me?" "...." "Otacon, are you there?" "...." "Ugh, looks like they cut off my codec." Snake said to himself. "I guess it's up to me. I better look around." Snake said as he stood up. Snake then walked around the building for what seemed like hours. *Yawn* "I'm starting to get tired, hopefully this hallway leads to the bedrooms." Snake then opened the door and walked down the hallway. "Right, lets look." Snake said. Snake then opened up the first door. "Yeah, this looks like the bedrooms to me." Snake said as he peeked in. "Not my style though." Snake said as he left and closed the door. After looking at the 11 bedrooms, he opens the last one. "My god...this room.....looks amazing." Snake said, as he slowly walked in. [editline]2nd December 2014[/editline] ((Rip Otacon, Damian said I can't use him anymore))

Pvt. Johnson walks into a random room, unknowingly finding himself in Snake's room. [I]"Hello."[/I] Johnson's unblinking stare pierces Snake. [I]"2, Move to 0801272."[/I]

After what seemed like ages, Rick found himself a bedroom. He locked the door and put a table against it, just to be sure. Then he sat on the foot of the bed and buried his head in his hands. 'You're not safe here.' His wife said. 'You're not safe. You're never safe.' It hadn't been long since he last saw her pretty face. But it had been long ago that he saw he pretty face alive, instead of in his mind. 'I know. p-please get out.' 'I won't. You are not safe.' 'I know. But you're not real. GET OUT!' Rick swung his arm towards his wife, but he missed her. She dissapeared. 'Dad. You shouldn't hit mom.' His son Carl was in the room. 'She's right. You're not safe, not in this place. But you're tough. I know you'll handle yourself. Like you did in the past.' 'I know I can. But I lost you guys. I miss you.' 'I know dad. I miss you too. But I have to go now, mom is calling. Good luck. I'll see you soon.' Rick blinked, and Carl was gone. He had left no trace behind. Rick started crying, and sobbing he let himself fall on the matress. He cried himself to sleep

[QUOTE=Dr.Critic;46621216]Pvt. Johnson walks into a random room, unknowingly finding himself in Snake's room. [I]"Hello."[/I] Johnson's unblinking stare pierces Snake. [I]"2, Move to 0801272."[/I][/QUOTE] Snake heard someone behind him, he grabs his knife and holds it up in defense. "Who are you?" Snake said, ready to pounce if needed.

[QUOTE=Xonax;46621546]Snake heard someone behind him, he grabs his knife and holds it up in defense. "Who are you?" Snake said, ready to pounce if needed.[/QUOTE] Pvt. Johnson walks a few steps further into the room from the door. [i]"2, Move. 5 meters. to. my. six o'clock.[/i]"