RPG Mystery Murder Vol. 1

[Wavemaster Tsuka]

OOC: This's the first RP I've made, but I hope that it'll turn out good. BTW, the murderer can be ANYONE, but if it's a PC, I'll send them a PM, ok?
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It was an average day at the Clearwater hotel. Not many visitors had checked in that day, and the employees were looking foreward to leaving that afternoon.

"Friday's always seem to be the longest" complained the female employee at the desk.

"Suprisingly we're quite empty today. Of course, it's still mid afternoon, but still. Usually there are at least a lot of reservations." a male desk worker replied. They had nothing else to do, as the lobby had just them and one person who seemed to be waiting for someone.

"Well anyway, what're you going to do with your money. It is payday after all." the female person was trying to strike a conversation to make the time pass faster.

A few hours later, they saw someone heading for the door.

"A customer!" they shouted in excitement as someone approaced the door.

[paco3]

He walked in wearing a long black overcoat. As he came in the door he seemed to eye the other guest staying at the hotel. (One in the lobby.)

He walked up to the counter and said, "Hey, I need a room."

"All right," I said, "you may have room 178."

"Actually I would like room 113. I told my buddy I would be in that room." He said quickly.

I noticed that that was the room right next to Ms.Dorris. The woman who just got rich off the stock market. It was said she had gotten over three-million dollars. I told him, "Ok you can have the room, but you'll need to keep quiet there is an old woman next door to that room." And gave him the key to the room.

"Thank you Mr.Jamason." He said as he walked off.

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I noted that about 5 min. after he was in his room the guest that was in the lobby walked up the steps and in the same direction. Even though the other day when I gave him a room... I gave him a room on the bottom floor.

[Wavemaster Tsuka]

Before Mr. Jamason had walked off, they handed him a booklet. Inside was the layout of the hotel.

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[paco3]

[QUOTE=Guado Guardian]Before Mr. Jamason had walked off, they handed him a booklet. Inside was the layout of the hotel.

---[/QUOTE] I meant for Mr.Jamason (me) to be the cleark.
Sorry if that was confusing!:confused:!
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Soon after that a man and lady walked in. They had allready gotten a room for the afternoon so I let ms. and mr. marino
breeze on by.

(I am giving a que to SakuraMinomino)

[Whisper]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid]Two young, college-age, ladies wheeled their suitcases into the hotel. One of the ladies, whose redish hair was tied into two braids, chatted gaily to the other who listened quietly. The one with the braids appeared to have said something amusing for the other shook her long, brown hair back and forth, laughing. They both pulled their luggage up to the counter.

The brunette turned to Mr. Jamason and said, "Excuse me, but could we have one of your rooms?"

Mr. Jamason pushed a clipboard forward with a form attached to it. The form had all the room numbers printed down one side with a space next to each for signing in. "Please sign here in print." Mr. Jamason pointed at the line next to the number 101. "You will have room 101."

The brunette was about to sign when the other stopped her hand. "Oh! Let's have a room on the top floor!"

"Will that be allowed?"

Mr. Jamason said, "Yes that can be allowed. You can have room 1201." Mr. Jamason pointed where to sign and turned around to get the keys. The woman with the brown hair neatly wrote 'Alicia Beshaw' and the one with the braids wrote in a scrawl 'Samantha Rivers.' Mr. Jamason handed them the keys and asked if they needed help with their baggage. Alicia and Samantha said they were quite alright and steered their suitcases into the elevator.[/COLOR]

[paco3]

I quickly noticed that Ms.River's bag had a slightly large bump. Around the area of the out side pocket. Not so much a big thing. Ecept for what happend the next morning... But we'll get to that later...

[sakurasuka]

[B][COLOR=DarkGreen][FONT=Franklin Gothic Medium]OOC: There's three of us coming in. Kitsune, her little brother Jason, and her boyfriend Christopher. Oh, and who's gonna get murdered? Or can we not know yet?

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Kitsune nodded at Mr. Jameson as she hussled her little brother to keep him moving [I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"Come on, Jason, let's keep moving." [/I] [/COLOR] Kitsune grabbed his bag from him and slung it over her shoulder along with three others, and then two on wheels.

[FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=DarkRed]"Hey, I can carry that!" [/COLOR] [/FONT] Jason hung his head as his sister took the bag carrying his laptop, PS2, and all of his other electronics and absentmindedly swaying it along with the rest.

[FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"Kitsune!" [/COLOR] [/FONT] Kitsune's boyfriend ran up to her, apparently he fell behind, and put his arm around her waist, taking a few of her bags.

[I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"Oh, there you are! Thank you!" [/COLOR] [/I] Kisune's face lit up and Jason stuck his finger in his mouth and made a gagging noise.

[FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=DarkRed]"Eew, gross!" [/COLOR] [/FONT] He wrinkled his nose as Kitsune kissed him on the cheek.

[I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"Oh, lighten up." [/COLOR] [/I] Kitsune laughed, letting her boyfriend steer her down the hall, Jason falling behind purposly with intent on checking out the building. Jason loves to explore new places.

[FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"Kisune, you're brother has homework to do, doesn't he?" [/COLOR] [/FONT] He looked behind him at Jason, who was now a good 5 yards behind them.

[I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"Oh! You're right! Jason, hurry it up! You've got 3 essays to finish!" [/COLOR] [/I] Kitsune slowed to a walk and waited for Jason, now glaring angrily at Christopher, to catch up. They soon got to the room, they were all sharing the same one. Kisune set down her bags on one of the beds, and her boyfriend set down his on the other. Jason rushed over to his bag and pulled out his laptop and plugged it in.

[I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"You had better be typing up you're essays!" [/COLOR] [/I] Kitsune kidded with him as she unpacked a few of her bags.

[FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=DarkRed]"Ummm.... Yeah..." [/COLOR] [/FONT] Jason cleared his throut a few times to cover up the sound of the computer dialing up to the internet. He had no intention on doing essays, in fact, but rather, he wanted to add a page to his website. He knew his sister didn't really care either way, but he would rather just let her think he was. He typed in the URL and began typing in long bits of HTML, then saving his work and opening a new page every once in a while to check his work. After about and hour or two, he seemed pleased with it for now and logged out. For about 15 more minutes he surfed the web, then, finding himself alone in the room, shut down his computer with intent on looking for his sister. He wondered how long she had been gone.[/FONT][/COLOR][/B]

[paco3]

[size=3]I then saw kitsune headed toward the bar.
With out the boy... about 20 min. later.
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[sakurasuka]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][B][FONT=Franklin Gothic Medium]OOC: What time of year is this? (Like, summer, right? It would have to be... Kitsune would be in school right now, otherwise.) Oh, they are in room 309... Unless you want them to be in a different room. I just like the number ^^

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Kitsune sighed and put her head in her hand, taking a sip of her drink. [I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"Christopher, do you think it was alright to leave Jason up in the room all alone? You don't think he'll get lost? Or hurt himself?" [/COLOR] [/I] Kitsune's hands started to shake. ((OOC: She gets super-paranoid sometimes.))

[FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"Hey, baby, don't say things like that! There's not anything dangerous. He's just on the computer, that's all." [/COLOR] [/FONT] Christopher sat down in a bar-stool beside Kitsune and put his arm around her shoulder. [FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"But if it makes you feel better, I'll go up and check on him."[/COLOR][/FONT]

[I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"Oh, would you? I'll go, too!" [/COLOR] [/I] Kitsune stood up, but christopher motioned for her to sit back down.

[COLOR=DarkSlateGray][FONT=Book Antiqua]"No, you really need to relax. You came here to get away from all of the stress. I'll tell you what, I'll take Jason down to the gift shops and buy him something, then we'll go down to the beach and I'll teach him how to surf. You just take the day off. Take a nap, relax, do whatever." [/FONT] [/COLOR] Christopher patted her on the shoulder and she smiled weakly.

[I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"Thank you. I think I'm gonna go shopping..." [/COLOR] [/I] Kitsune hugged him and then went back to her drink, that she drained in one sip, and grabbed her purse.

[FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"Okay. Well, see you later." [/COLOR] [/FONT] Christopher kissed her on the top of the head and turned down the hall. As he entered the elevator, he noticed a young woman running from the dining hall to the elevator asking him to hold it for her, so he did. When she entered, he noticed how odd the clothing she wore was. She wore a flowered dress at least 5 sizes too big, and a huge floppy hat with the same flower markings. She wore neon pink slippers. She thanked him and introduced herself as Jessica, shaking his hand vigorously.

[FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"Hello. Christopher Shafer." [/COLOR] [/FONT] Christopher pried his hand away from hers. It was like she was trying to yank his arm off.

[COLOR=Indigo][FONT=Fixedsys]"Hello, hello!" [/FONT] [/COLOR] The woman smiled. She looked very pretty, dispite the odd clothing. When he got off the elevator at floor 3, the woman followed him. He asked her what room she was in, and she just shook her head and bounced off, still smiling. He sighed and slid the card key through the door and waited for it to beep, then he opened it with a slight 'click'. When he entered the room, he called around for Jason. Seeing that he wasn't there, Christopher paced around a bit, then decided to go looking for him. He glanced longingly at his cell phone, but then thought against it. Kitsune didn't need to be bothered with this.

[CENTER]-10 minutes later, at the front desk-[/CENTER]

[FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"Hello Mister... Jameson." [/COLOR] [/FONT] Chrostopher paused, looking at his nametag. [FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"I need to know... Have you seen a little kid about... This height, shortish hair and black clothes, always carries a laptop bag... He had glasses, but he might not be wearing them..." [/COLOR] [/FONT] Chris motioned a height and then pulled out a picture from his wallet of Kitsune and Jason. Mr. Jameson squinted his eyes at the tiny picture, trying to recall this little boy.

[CENTER]-Meanwhile, on the 11th floor-[/CENTER]

Jason walked down the hall with his hands in his pockets. He was muttering thing to himself. [COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Comic Sans MS]"I can't believe Kitsune likes that moron more than me." [/FONT] [/COLOR] He angrily aimed a kick at the wall. [COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Comic Sans MS]"It's not fair. Every day I've been her little brother, and the minute he comes around, I get left there forgotten. What did I ever do to deserve that?" [/FONT] [/COLOR] Jason wrinkled his nose and brushed his hair out of his face. [COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Comic Sans MS]"Well, I'll show them."[/FONT][/COLOR] He stopped kicking the wall when he saw one of the hotel workers walk by and tell him off. He headed for the elevator.[/FONT][/B][/COLOR]

[Whisper]

OCC: My characters are supposed to be in Spring Break. So maybe it should take place in late spring? But if you want it to take place during the summer that?s okay. We should probably put the time our post is taking place as well at the beginning of each post so we don?t get confused.

IC: [COLOR=DarkOrchid]Alicia slid the card key into the slot and opened the door. The girls propped their luggage against the wall and both walked over to the window. A beautiful view of the beach stretched before them. Samantha opened the window and stuck her head out, looking every which way. Alicia shielded her eyes from the sun as a sea breeze blew her hair back.

Alicia sighed, "Ahhh...what a perfect view!"

Samantha smiled, "Aren't you glad we got a room on the top floor?" Samantha looked straight down. "Errgh."

Alicia followed Samantha's gaze with a raised eyebrow. "What?" Right below them against the hotel wall was the dumpster. Alicia sweatdropped. "Well...almost perfect."

Samantha laughed it off, "It's okay! If you look straight ahead you don't see it at all!"

Alicia shrugged, ?Well I guess it?s better than not facing the ocean at all.?

Alicia and Samantha unpacked all their things and hung their clothes up in the closet. Alicia then flopped down on the bed with a book and Samantha listened to music on her CD player. After fifteen minutes went by Samantha offered to get some ice for some drinks at the ice machine next to the bar. Alicia waved her hand towards the door to show that she acknowledged and continued reading. Samantha left, closing the door softly behind her as not to disturb her friend. After finishing a chapter Alicia put down her book and stretched. That?s when she saw the empty ice bucket next to the door.

[I]Samantha must have forgotten it. I swear if the world was left in her trust it would be doomed.[/I]

Alicia took the ice bucket and walked out of the hotel room, making sure the door was locked.[/COLOR]

-Meanwhile on the First Floor-

[COLOR=Magenta]Samantha walked up to the ice machine and realized that she forgot the bucket. She looked over at the bar and saw a teenager that didn?t look much younger than her sitting at the bar. Samantha walked over and sat down next to the girl.

[I]Well, might as well test the local vintage.[/I]

Samantha ordered a glass of wine. She sipped the glass and glanced up at the clock. It was 3:30. Samantha turned to strike a conversation with the person next to her but she was gone. Samantha finished the glass and got into the elevator.[/COLOR]

-Back on the Top Floor-

[COLOR=DarkOrchid]Alicia tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for the elevator. Alicia sighed in exasperation and decided to go down by the stairwell. As soon as Alicia was walking down the stairs the elevator reached the 12th floor and the doors opened. Alicia slid down the banister to make the trip faster. One the ground floor she filled the bucket with ice when she saw a young man talk with a male clerk at the counter. He looked pretty upset. Alicia walked over.

?Is something the matter??

The young man turned to Alicia and said, ?I?m looking for a little boy named Jason. He?s my girlfriend?s little brother.? He dug around in his pocket and withdrew a picture of a boy in glasses. ?This is what he looks like. Have you seen him??

Alicia shook her head apologetically, ?No, I haven?t. If I see him I?ll let you know. Which room are you in??

?Room 309. Thank you very much.? The young man turned and headed towards the dinning room area.

Alicia remembered the ice bucket in her hands, and began to worry that Samantha had gotten to the room before her and was wondering where she was. She ran towards the elevator. The doors opened and someone began to walk out. Alicia couldn?t stop in time and they collided. Ice spilled onto the floor.[/COLOR]

[sakurasuka]

[COLOR=DarkGreen][B][FONT=Franklin Gothic Medium]OOC: Sorry I haven't posted in a while, but... I'm kinda busy with school and all... (And we went on a weekend vacation thing and I just got back yesterday...)

Oh! Spring break! I totally didn't think about that. Okay, spring break it is. (If thst's okay with everyone else. I just needed it to be a holiday because all of my people would have school otherwise.)

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[FONT=Arial][COLOR=Black]"I'm sorry," [/COLOR] [/FONT] The clerk shook his head. [FONT=Arial][COLOR=Black]"I don't believe I've seen him since you checked in. But I will keep and eye out."[/COLOR][/FONT]

[FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"... Thank you."[/COLOR][/FONT] He started wringing his hands. He didn't want to further stress Kitsune, but it looked like if he didn't find Jason soon he'd have to. Kitsune already had enough on her plate without her little brother running away again...

[CENTER]-At a small dinner outside of the hotel-[/CENTER]

Kitsune sighed quite noisily, turning a few heads as she swirled a drink-stirer around in a half empty martini glass. She heard a small crash from behind the counter, but thought nothing of it. She really needed to relax, but all she really wanted to do was be with Jason and Christopher. She knew, though, that this would cause only more problems. Jason didn't like herself and Christopher together. He was probably jelous, but there's nothing Kitsune could do about that. She still spent just as much time with her brother as before, but the problem seemed to be in Christopher himself.

As Kitsune was pondering her thoughts, a short, quite plump lady walked up to her. The lady asked if Kitsune minded if she sat across from her at the table and Kitsune motioned for her to sit down. She didn't mind company, it didn't really matter who. Kitsune was a people-person. She disliked being alone.

[COLOR=Sienna]"Hello, m' dear," [/COLOR] The woman had a thick accent, and it was quite difficult to understand what she was saying. [COLOR=Sienna]"What are you doing all by yourself? I don't think I've ever seen a teenager all by herself during spring break."[/COLOR]

Kitsune looked at her curiously, but answered her question. [I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"I'm not by myself... I mean, I am now, but I came with my little brother and my boyfriend. They are going to go surfing, and told me to take the day off and relax."[/COLOR][/I]

[COLOR=Sienna]"Oh, but you miss them ever so much. I see. Why do you not go to them now? If you're lonely, then you shouldn't be alone, darling." [/COLOR] The woman smiled and then stood up, [COLOR=Sienna]"Well, I've got errends to attend to. Go find you're brother before he gets himself into trouble. I believe he is now on the 12th floor, you're boyfriend is desperately trying to find him. He is in the dining hall. They aren't doing so well without you. Well, goodbye." [/COLOR] The woman walked off, with a slight spring in her step.

[I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"Wha... Wait, what do you mean? How do you know that? Wait!" [/COLOR] [/I] Kitsune watched the woman dissapear in the crowd, and wondered what to do. If the woman was right, she needed to go back now and kill her day off. If the woman was wrong, then Christopher would call her paranoid and send her away again. Either way, she probably needed to head back to check on them.

[CENTER]-On the 12th floor, now-[/CENTER]

[I]Well, I've avoided them for about 30 minutes, now.[/I] Jason thought to himself. He was starting to get angry. Either Kisune had gone stupid, or she didn't yet notice/care that he was gone. ((OOC: He thinks Kitsune is still in the building. He knows Kisune would know that he would be on the top floors, that's just the way he thinks.))

[COLOR=Indigo]"Where is she?" [/COLOR] A young girl, maybe 21 or so opened her door slightly and glanced around. Her eyes rested uneasily on the little boy. [COLOR=Indigo]"Where are you're parents, kid?" [/COLOR] She opened the door a little wider to get a better look. Normally little kids don't wander in circles around the hallways in these hotels. thier parents stay by thier side, for the most part.

[COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Comic Sans MS]"In France." [/FONT] [/COLOR] He truthfully answered, and returned to his pacing.

[COLOR=Indigo]"Umm... Them what are you doing here? Why aren't you in-"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkRed][FONT=Comic Sans MS]"I don't speak to strangers. Even pretty strangers." [/FONT] [/COLOR] Jason stoped pacing long enough to get a good look at the girl, then he resumed muttering something about ruining his rythym or something.

[I]Eew... Is this little kid hitting on me? [/I] Samantha thought. [I]What's up with that?[/I]

[FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=DarkRed]"Don't flatter yourself. I was just stating simple facts. Your friend should be here momentarily, now would you please leave me alone?" [/COLOR] [/FONT] Jason took anouther look at her face and read her thoughts by her expression, [FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=DarkRed]"No, I don't read minds. I merely read the expression and body language. For example, You looked at me with a slightly angry digust, covering yourself with the door. That means you were being protective in this case, of yourself. That wouldn't work in every situation, because that couyld also mean that you see someone you don't like and want them to go away, but reading beetween the lines tells me that you didn't want to cease you're conversation with me, even though it has become more of a monolaugue, and I appologize. Please, don't stare at me like that, like I'm some kind of freak. I don't like it." [/COLOR] [/FONT] Jason turned toward the elevator, and Samantha tilted her head, wondering what was up with this kid.

[CENTER]-At the first floor-[/CENTER]

[I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"Christopher! Where's Jason?"[/COLOR][/I] Kitsune ran up to him and saw the look on his face. Apparently, the woman was right.

[FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"I didn't want to bother you... He wouldn't leave the hotel, I didn't think, and I would find him really soon..." [/COLOR] [/FONT] Christopher drifter off.

[I][COLOR=DarkOrange]"He's on the top floor. Let's go." [/COLOR] [/I] Kitsune looped her arm through his and practically dragged him out of the dining hall.

[FONT=Book Antiqua][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"Wait, how do you know-" [/COLOR] [/FONT] His train of thought was stopped abruptly as he got to the elevator. Sitting on the floor, shocked, was a tall man, Alicia, and a lot of ice.[/FONT][/B][/COLOR]

[paco3]

I don't have any idea's for how my charicter would be worked in right now so some one else try something...:confused: