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Guess who's come to claim his old spot.


Bro
I'm interested.


Thanks! I make sure to put you in the Original Post.
Now doesn't this look fun. Do you want my detective's profile now, or how do you want to do this? (I'm new, if that isn't obvious enough)


You can give me it now, If that's what you wish.

Open | Interest Check | Not Yet Started


Interested;




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


Setting; London 1856 (Think Jack the Ripper)

I am looking for four detectives.

I will Play the Murderer, unless @rush99999 comes to claim his old spot.



When Making your character, please note that “Ability” Does not give you the right to give your character Super Strength. The Ability is tied to the Role. I don’t want to limit you guys by saying “these are the roles and that’s that.” I did that in the last few iterations of this and… Well we never did get past the first murder. Heres some examples








And Now... The Murderer.



Name: You may call me The Game Master

Age: Such trivialities are beneath me

Gender: Male of course. If I were a woman, my name would be The Game Mistress.

Role: I'll give you 3 guesses

Supernatural ability: I can make people see things that aren't there. Ordinary people refer to it as illusion mastery. I refer to it as confounding the senses made into and art form

Personality: Many people believe I'm a complete madman (Which I am). I revel in killing and revel even more so in testing the minds my pursuers with cryptic clues and hard-to-find hints. I treat everything as a game...Because that's all the mortal realm is.

What is currently known about his modus operandi: I strike on nights that have an odd number (e.g. October the 1st) at 11:40 PM on the dot. I kill my victims by cutting off their heads and replacing them with pumpkins that have smiles carved into them. I then leave some form of message addressed to Scotland Yard in the capable hands of my dead victims and take the heads with me to...Well, I have to keep some secrets now, don't I?

Alignment: Chaotic evil, obviously.

Appearance:


So, who's ready to play A Murderer's Game?

Open | Interest Check | Not Yet Started


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


Setting; London 1856 (Think Jack the Ripper)

I am looking for four detectives.

I will Play the Murderer, unless @rush99999 comes to claim his old spot.



When Making your character, please note that “Ability” Does not give you the right to give your character Super Strength. The Ability is tied to the Role. I don’t want to limit you guys by saying “these are the roles and that’s that.” I did that in the last few iterations of this and… Well we never did get past the first murder. Heres some examples








And Now... The Murderer.



Name: You may call me The Game Master

Age: Such trivialities are beneath me

Gender: Male of course. If I were a woman, my name would be The Game Mistress.

Role: I'll give you 3 guesses

Supernatural ability: I can make people see things that aren't there. Ordinary people refer to it as illusion mastery. I refer to it as confounding the senses made into and art form

Personality: Many people believe I'm a complete madman (Which I am). I revel in killing and revel even more so in testing the minds my pursuers with cryptic clues and hard-to-find hints. I treat everything as a game...Because that's all the mortal realm is.

What is currently known about his modus operandi: I strike on nights that have an odd number (e.g. October the 1st) at 11:40 PM on the dot. I kill my victims by cutting off their heads and replacing them with pumpkins that have smiles carved into them. I then leave some form of message addressed to Scotland Yard in the capable hands of my dead victims and take the heads with me to...Well, I have to keep some secrets now, don't I?

Alignment: Chaotic evil, obviously.

Appearance:


So, who's ready to play A Murderer's Game?
Sup I want in.


Hey guys... It's me... Chads. Something happened and I probably got hacked. I can't login, and had to make a new account.
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