You Be The Detective
(The events in this story are untrue and made up purely for entertainment purposes. If you do not know the definition of entertainment, might we suggest a dictionary?)
NOTE: The Roxo in this story is still the old Roxo, hence why she likes Howie

Hello and welcome to my home. Please come in *opens door so you can enter* I am so glad you decided to join us for dinner tonight.  *takes your coat*  The others are already here and seated in the parlor for drinks.  *leads you into the parlor* These are my other guests, please introduce yourselves.

Hello, my name is Nick and I resign in Florida.

*shakes his head in disbelief* How are you? My name is Kevin

Howdy my name is Murasaki.

Call me B-Rok, cause I B-rockin your house *giggles*.

Just call me Bone.

*sitting in A.J.'s lap* They call me Lipstick, Inabey Lipstick.

My name is Roxo. It's a Portugese name that has it's roots back in the Mayan Civilization of Timbuktu.  This civilization was first discoverd by....

Ahhhh, enough. Porpurni here.

The names Howie D. *winks*

*skips over to the couch where Brian is sitting and snaps her gum* You can call me Mauve, but Brian can call me whatever he wants just as long as he calls me.

And you know me, I am your host for this evening, Purpura. One is missing, but don't be surprised when she shows up. She likes to surprise us.

You find the closest seat to you, which happens to be next to Howie D. he winks at you and you turn to find someone, anyone to talk to besides him. Everyone else is absorbed in conversation with someone else so you are stuck with Howie, and soon Roxo joins you. You roll your eyes from annoyance.

Thankfully dinner is called and you run to your seat in the dining room to find that it is between Inabey and A.J.  You are not pleased because already you know what they will be trying to do around you.

*standing at the head of the table* Ladies and Gentleman, I am glad you could join me this evening. If you look under your plates you will find an envelope. Inside this envelope you will find a personal letter from myself. As you read those I will go and get my butler to help serve the food. *leaves the room*

You watch as the others open their letters and begin to read. You start to open yours to read it when you hear a scream out in the hall. You and all the others get up and see what's going on.

What happened?

*screams again just for effect* My hunky butler #1 has been killed.

*screeches* Not NICK!!!!

*comings running in with his mouth stuffed* wut? *looks at the dead body and turns and spits his food out* Dude why is there a dead body in the hall, that's enough to make anyone lose their appetite. *takes another bite of his turkey leg*

*starts crying on A.J.'s shoulder*

You look at the dead body of Nick Lachey lying on the hall floor and start to wonder.

*leans down over the body with tears* He was sooo good at what he did. I am glad I sent hunky butler #2 and #3 out for the night.

"Alright" you say, "who did this?" Everyone looked around at everyone else with accusing eyes.

God would smite me if I were to do anything of the sort. *takes out his bible and starts reading*

*looks at Brian from A.J.'s shoulder with lust in her eyes.* I would NEVER kill someone who gives me their lovin.

*snaps her gum* Like ....what he said ...*points to Brian*

*winkdroolwink*

It would be utterly impossible for me to kill someone. For reasons as follows: 1. I respect life too much to do something as uncivilized as that. 2. I can not stand to see blood....3....

ahhhh enough!

You take the group into the parlor again where Purpura is standing already with Kevin. Everyone takes a seat.

"Alright, a murder has been commited and we are all suspects as it was done before when you all had free reign of the house. This does not include me of course because I was late."

Maybe there is someone else in the house?

We should check that out. We will split into groups.

But what if I get put with the killer???

Then we will know who it is .....duh *smacks her gum*

What should we do to decide? Draw straws? Or pick?

You decide to draw straws                                      or                             to choose groups

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