Murder at Midnight: Texas Massacre Edition (Season 6) - Games

[QUOTE=Killbane;47370127]His names Geoff, Danny Dorito is an alias. If it breaks any rules you can refer to him by his real name or i can remove/change the alias.[/QUOTE] [No, I guess it's ok. Just don't overdo it with the cyber terrorist stuff, aight? And with your character, we've reached 10. No more players allowed.]

[QUOTE=Xonax;47369680][B]_The Man's magical Adventure_[/B] The man see's Vanolo walking down the stairs. "Ah you must be Vanolo, I am Damen." The man said. "I have a request for an investigation, do you think you could help me?" The man asked.[/QUOTE] "Always a pleasure" Vanolo pulled out a pen and a sketchbook from nowhere. Popping the pen with his thumb. "I'll need some ID, Full Name, and possibly your email address for some contact information." Vanolo enclosed.

Examining his surroundings, Robust found nothing of interest save for Verdugo and the town ahead. With little else to do, Robust followed after the robed 'man' with a muted smile upon his face, whipping out yet another cassette player to listen to [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d2xkpz-26jM"]his own jam[/URL] along the way.

[QUOTE=doomevil;47370322]"Always a pleasure" Vanolo pulled out a pen and a sketchbook from nowhere. Popping the pen with his thumb. "I'll need some ID, Full Name, and possibly your email address for some contact information." Vanolo enclosed.[/QUOTE] The Man opens his wallet and takes out his ID card and shows Vanolo. "Damen Delvador" The man said. "I don't have an email address but I have a phone number, I'll write it down for you." The man said as he took out a piece of paper and pen. He then writes his phone number down and hands it to Vanolo. "Anyway I want you to Investigate Applewhite, something seems odd with their gameshow and I don't believe it's as they say, if you need information then you can ask me, I have plenty of information regarding Applewhite, I did some digging myself." The man said.

"Hmm. Interesting." Glowstick looked at his notepad. He was told by an anonymous tipster that what he was looking for would be here. He left his car at a hotel a good distance away. He worked better when he was on foot, anyway. There was no way he'd miss a detail this way. He made his way to Boldwood, which wasn't too far away. Maybe he could find answers there.

I'll have to pull out. Don't have much time over and I don't really know what to do. :v:

[QUOTE=Zovox;47380292]I'll have to pull out. Don't have much time over and I don't really know what to do. :v:[/QUOTE] [Aw. Seems like a slot is open now.] [QUOTE] It's nighttime. The Citizens end up at the same town by chance. The Hamburglar decides that he should go to another town, and leaves. The Murderer comes out after the coast is clear. He thinks over who he will kill off first. He decides that Dr. Roberto should be axed off. The Murderer looks around for a butcher shop and finds a closed one. Looking inside the window, he sees what he is looking for. A duck. He goes around and breaks the lock in the back. He gets in and grabs the duck, hastily leaving, making sure he closes the door in the back. He runs off and hides himself in an alleyway, where he pulls a knife and cuts off the duck's bill. He begins sharpening the bill until it is as sharp as his knife. He sneaks into the location of Dr. Roberto and uses the oven inside to cook the duck. As he cooks the duck, he sneaks up onto the sleeping Roberto and stabs him in the neck with the sharpened duck bill multiple times. Eventually, the duck is cooked. He takes it out and shoves the cooked duck down Roberto's dead throat, sticking out a bit through his sliced neck. A duck call will be left by the body. [/QUOTE] Dr. Roberto has been quacked.

((Can I reserve the spot? I don't know who I will be playing as so I need some time to figure that out))

'Man, that must be a fucking bad way to go. Glad it ain't me.' Kells say, lighting another cigarette in his mouth.

Name: Leon Bullson Date of Birth/Age: 19xx, x of the x Occupation: Unknown Biography (Background behind each character): He is a mysterious person who wears a cloak that covers his entire body. Nothing is known about him except that his name may or may not be Leon Bullson.

Glowstick happens upon the vicious, quack filled scene and recoils slightly. "Damn. Pretty fucked up. I hope you guys don't mind, but I'm a private investigator. I'm Fredric McNarin, but most people call me Glowstick cuz of... well..." He points to his face, obviously referring to his glowing complexion. He kneels down and looks at the body, jotting down every detail on his notepad. "Hm. I wonder what all this could mean. This seems too elaborate to be anything less than a message crime. Anyone got any ideas on what it might mean?"

Leon walked up to where people where meeting and decided to greet himself. "Hi, I am Leon Bullson, I am the replacement for the Ham Burgler. You can just call me Leon." Leon said. "I just want to set things straight, you must never take this cloak off of me, this cloak covers something horrible...something terrifying....even something I don't want to see." Leon said. "Trust me....It's better if we don't talk about what's beneath this cloak." "Anyway, what have I missed?" Leon asked.

"I... Uh, I don't really know what you're talking about Mr. Leon. Who the hell is the Hamburglar? Well uh, there's a dead guy here. Dunno how you missed that. He's kind of fucked up and he had a cooked duck shoved in his throat. That's the important part you missed."

"Oh, I thought he came by here." Leon said. "He is a friend of mine...he said this was a gameshow." Leon said with a confused tone in his voice. "Or.....oh god...this is an actual murder?" Leon said with a concern tone.

Leroy walks towards the body with a plastic bottle in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other "I need jenk, man, my bowels are devastated, violated and completely annihilated after doin' an El Stinko Grande, decomposed shit could be a new recipe, I could get famous on this one, Jesus..." The question is, who will stop Leroy Jenkems from removing the bowels from a dead body

Verdugo slapped the mans hands from taking one step from the dead body, gesturing a no no no sign with his man claws as he observes. Verdugo twitched and noticed someone had to improvise a weapon on purpose

"Wooo what a mess... and a waste of duck" Danny said as he walked past some of the more squeamish contestants "I guess this complicates things then" Danny cringes once he sees the full extent of the violence and steps back out of the way of the P.I. "Hope we find the guy who did this before he tries again" He says as he rubs his throat protectively

[QUOTE=doomevil;47393366]Verdugo slapped the mans hands from taking one step from the dead body, gesturing a no no no sign with his man claws as he observes.[/QUOTE] "Come on, man! I'm addicted!"

'Man get your fucking hands off the shit. That shit is nasty.'

[QUOTE=Kirbyfactor;47393461]'Man get your fucking hands off the shit. That shit is nasty.'[/QUOTE] "It's a delicate motherfuckin' art. You don't know shit from jenk, man! Somebody stop me!"

"Okay..so, does anyone have any idea's as to who has done it? And if not, does anyone have any idea's on what to investigate besides his dead body?" Leon asks the group.

Robust's gaze shifted across the scene, shifting from the corpse to its surroundings. "Well shit, this guy got robusted pretty hard." At that moment, he noticed the duck call left beside the body and seeing as the others were distracted by Leroy's attempt to remove the good doctor's bowels, he quickly swiped it whilst (presumably) nobody was looking. Then he considered whether or not that'd be considered disrespectful given he was stealing from the dead, and decided he'd make up for it with a mournful song to commemorate the man's passing. Whipping out his trusty ol' horn, he placed it against the duck call and proceeded to [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-E6ljLSOkbY"]play a dirge with all the soul that the honkmother could provide him[/URL].

Danny watched the strange clown man put the bloodied duck into his seemingly bottomless bag "You're not going to eat that are you?" "Its probably going to be fowl" he quipped as he left the room chucking to himself

well shit, can't say I didn't see the duck puns coming.

[B]Dilemma:[/B]I am not sure whether to be impressed by this kill's brutality, or unimpressed by how much effort must have been wasted with it. Every good assassin is always aware that needless complications do not make for efficient hunting. HK-47 notices a number of squishy, jelly-like meatbag eyes are staring at him. [B]Addendum[/B]: Unfortunately, being a limited functionality household cleaning droid, I do not understand that of which I speak. I will now resume my duties.

As nobody stopped him, Leroy manages to pull out some intestine out of the now gaping knife wound and starts squeezing the colon's contents into his plastic bottle "Sheeyit! Look-a' da'! Heh heh heh! Time to ferment!"

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Put that back or am I going to have to punch you?" Leon said.

Leroy holds his plastic bottle to his chest and rocks it back and forth like a baby "He is only nine. And dumb-witted. He never speaks. He's weak. He couldn't hurt anyone. Don't worry. This little boy can't do a thing to you. I beg you, spare my only son. He's all I have left. I swear to God he'll never do you any harm. Spare him!"

"That isn't your son, it's a bottle of this guys intestines." Leon said with a disgusted tune. "All right, I warned you." He then put his hand into a fist and punched Leroy in the gut. "Put it back or the next one will be so hard your intestines will be in that bottle." Leon said with a harsh tone.

Leroy yells and bends over in pain, but suddenly, his face lights up "Fuckin' A, man! I just shat my pants!" And runs home to his jenkem laboratory, leaving the bottle at the scene