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The first chapter will be posted soon after the Super bowl concludes. This will be the game thread but please do not post in it until the first chapter is posted.

Here are the rules:

One shark who has signed up to be a part of this game has been selected to be the murderer. The murderer will pick anyone in the tank that he wants to kill and will tell the host (LVSharks) who that person is. The host will then send a PM to the “murdered” shark with a message that they have been killed and possibly a message that they should post in this thread. The message may include how they were killed and other information that may clue us in to who the murderer is. If the murdered person is part of the game then that is a clue that he/she is not the killer but it could be someone who is not involved in the game and then the message is the only clue.

On most days at around 9:00 pm, the detective(s) will post a chapter of the murder mystery. The chapter will be full of clues as to who the murderer is. Your job is to read the chapter and decide what is a clue and what is just part of the story. There will be a maximum of one chapter written each night. There will also be a maximum of one murder event (could be a double murder) every two days.


The murderer is allowed to discuss in the thread (as to not be a clue) but is not allowed to purposely throw people off. The discussion in the game thread is free to anyone. The host will moderate to ensure that everything is running smoothly and participants are acting accordingly with the rules and not in any way harmful to the game. Once someone is murdered they will still be able to participate in the game by guessing the murderer but will not be allowed to post in the game thread.

Guessing

Guesses are not allowed for the first week of the mystery. After that time the detective(s) will open up guesses to anyone who is in the game. Guesses will be made by PMing the host. You are not to post anywhere that you have made a guess. Doing so will result in you being immediately disqualified. The detectives will choose when to inform a guesser whether they were right or not. If they are wrong then they will be disqualified (or murdered). Detectives will not make it known when a correct guess has been made until the end of the mystery. There can be more than one winner. The hosts will decide when the story has taken its complete course and will end it in a fashion fit for this tank.

Prize
The prize will start out at 10,000 sand. Each murder or disqualification will subtract 250 sand from the pot. Every few days the host will deduct some money from the pot depending on how the host thinks the clues have been and if someone should have figured it out. This will not be a lot deducted. If anyone does not enjoy the game they can ask for a refund at anytime (unless they have made a guess and have been DQed). The hosts will also award the murderer and possibly one or two of the victims some amount of money.

If at the time the hosts end the mystery only one person has solved it then that person will be awarded the amount of the pot. If more than one person solves the mystery then they will all get paid out on a scale. The first person who gets it will get 60% of the pot. The second person will get 25%, third will get 10% and anyone else will get 5%. These payouts are all the percentage of how much the pot was at the time that each one solved it. If less than 4 people solve it then the percentage that was not given out will be evenly divided amongst those who solved it. Its complicated and if you dont understand then PM me and I can give you an example or two.

On the first page of the game thread (this page) I will keep the story and murdered people separate so that anyone can just read this page to be kept up.

Good luck and enjoy!

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Suspects
Springles
Tony Holm
gridguru
Stonecutter
Marty1841
nicdolas
jokerswild1130
panachevitz
mikeraphon
DynastyForce
Blzbba
Titewad
jdhowlett
LaSean4Heisman
marik7772003
Klivian
hemol
The Dragon
Paddler
C2O
Baron_Fel
prplhz14
jstr2112
CleFFedUp
LynchMobster2
mc126
slyeguy
blokbustabrandon
jetsman2806
rodg2915
Mursenary
OarChambo
The Peoples Champ
Fighting Amish
und 2006
tjusmc
powerhousebum
Eagles05856
Zaphod Beeblebrox
pwbowen

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R.I.P.:
marty1841 wrote:
"I am not a role model."

slyeguy wrote:
"Why did I let him in my house?"

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Chapter 1:

Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows,
Everything that's wonderful is what I feel when we're together,
Brighter than a lucky penny,
When you're near the rain cloud disappears, dear,
And I feel so fine just to know that you are mine.


My eyes snap open…one second, I am dancing through a meadow with a bikini clad Angelina Jolie, and the next I am sitting in the middle of a near pitch black room. My head is pounding…I try to reach my hand up to hold my hand, but both my hands are handcuffed behind my back and attached to the metal chair I am sitting in. The room looks like its some back room of a warehouse…an abandoned warehouse. It’s cold…it’s wet…it smells of mold. Oh how did I get into this?

“Help!” I shout into the darkness…all I hear back is silence.

“Help!” I try again…still nothing.

“Help!” I try a third time…

“It is no use Detective LVSharks…nobody can hear you now.” A voice rang from an old speaker affixed in the upper corner of the room.

“Who are you? Where am I?” I replied.

“You just couldn’t leave well enough alone, could you? You had to try and be the hero. Well, now…YOU will be part of the game.” The eerie voice crackled out of the speaker.

“What are you talking about?” I said.

“I can’t have you ruin my masterpiece.”

“Let me out of this chair!” I yell. This must be the guy I was after…the one who did all those terrible…

“No. You didn’t say please.”

“I am not playing your games!” I scream.

“YES Detective…you WILL play my games…or DIE. Now, do you feel like being a little more polite?”

“Fine. Please let me out of this chair.” I say begrudgingly.

“That’s better. You’ll find the key to your cuffs taped to the lower seat of your chair.”

I feel as best I can, and sure enough there it was. I use it to uncuff myself and run towards the door. It’s locked…I beat on it, but the heavy steel door will not yield. I drop to the ground in frustration.

“Are you done Detective LVSharks? I hope so. Please, walk towards the speaker.”

I get up and approach the speaker…I notice on the wall below the speaker is a table that has a box on top.

“Within that box is the key to this room. Look behind you.”

I turn around and suddenly on the opposite wall a digital timer with red numbers pops on with 12 hours…it immediately begins to tick backwards…11:59:59, 11:59:58…

“You have 12 hours to open the box…or this room will fill with poison gas…and you will die.”

“How do I open it?” I ask.

“That’s the game, Detective LVSharks…think back to the events that landed you here…”

I look at the top of the box. There are all the letters of the alphabet plus the numbers 0-9. Obviously there is some password I have to figure out. How will I figure this out?

I think back to the beginning of this case…I have to find the clues…





Chapter 2:

11:54:24...11:54:23

The time on the wall behind me was ticking away...what did the voice mean..."think back to the events that brought you here..."

I remember how the evening started...


"...and there you have it...the New Orleans Saints have won Super Bowl 44, 31 to 17."

I set my remote down next to my chair and watch as Drew Brees claims the Super Bowl MVP award...Boiler up, my friend, Boiler up.

I am startled by the sound of my cell phone ringing. I look at the caller ID, and it's the Chief.

"This better be good." I said.

"Detective LVSharks...we need you...there has been a murder." the Chief says on the other end of the phone.

"Chief, I am on my day off, and my partner isn't even in town." I reply. Bus had gone on vacation yesterday to South America...something about International Midget Porn Con...or something...

"Trust me LVSharks, you need to see this...the murder was at 8802 Wolverine Court..." the Chief said slowly.

I nearly dropped my phone.

"I'll be right there." I said hanging up the phone.

I was out my door and in my car in seconds. I knew the address well...it was the address of my very first nemesis...someone who should have been put away for a LONG time...but he got off on a technicality...Bus forgot to finish the paperwork...I have had my eye on him ever since.

I pull up to the house and walk up to the front door. The CSI team was already working the scene when I ducked under the police tape and into the house.

"Detective LVSharks...thank goodness you are here," a young officer came up to me and shook my hand, "I am a huge fan."

I looked at the young officer and could see he was brand new to the force.

"What's your name, son?" I asked.

"Officer Jenkins, sir." He replied.

"Well, officer, where's the body?" I said.

He took me into the living room and there on the couch was a sight that I couldn't believe. There, sitting on his couch with a knife sticking through the back of his neck...was Marty1841.

I walked over to him and saw that this was not a pleasant death...his hands and feet were bound, and he was tied to the couch with rope. He had a single pice of duct tape across his mouth. I look at his hands...one of them held a piece of paper. I take some tweezers and pry open his hand to get a better look at the paper.

It read:

You must choose:

Indianapolis Colts -5.5
New Orleans Saints +5.5


The Colts were circled.

"Looks like someone made a bad bet." I said handing the paper to the CSI crew.

I looked at the wall behind the TV. There...painted in Marty1841's blood was a huge capital:

F

What the heck is going on...I wondered...

"Time's a wasting, Detective."

The eerie voice snaps me back to reality.

"You're sick!" I shouted.

"Not as sick as you'll be in about 11 hours, Detective...bwhahahah."

I look at the box...well it is worth a try...I press the F and then the enter button...





Chapter 3:

11:10:12...11:10:11...

I take my finger off of the enter button and pray for the sweet sound of the box opening...instead, I hear this:

BUZZ

I covered my ears as the loud sound rang throughout the dark room. I turn away from the box just in time to see the timer...

11:09:12...10:09:11...


"You should be more careful, Detective."

"What just happened?" I say as the ringing dies off.

"I am not tolerant of wrong answers. Wrong answers mean you get closer to death much faster. I suggest you be more careful in the future."

"Screw you." I say to the speaker.

"No...YOU are the one who is screwed if this is the best you can do, Detective."

I sit on the floor and place my head in my hands. I let my mind wander back to earlier...

I walked out of Marty1841's house...his Michigan Wolverines flag waved off of his front porch...I guess that's how I always remembered his address...Michigan fans...

I feel my phone vibrate...

"Hello?"

"Detective LVSharks...there's been another murder." the Chief says on the other end.

"Where?" I respond. Another murder? I just got done looking over this one...

"Four blocks down from where you are now. 14119 Edwards Boulevard, Building 20, Apartment 25." The Chief said.

"Are you kidding me?" I said. I knew this address as well. This was getting serious.

I jump in my car and head over to the address. I duck under the tape once more and am met by a rookie beat cop.

"Detective LVSharks, I don't think you're going to believe this." the young cop said.

He leads me into the kitchen where I see one of the most gruesome scenes in all my years of being on the force. There, dead in his own kitchen, is Slyeguy.

He was slumped over his kitchen table with a long sword buried in the back of his neck. He was tied to the chair he was in, and his mouth was covered with duct tape. The sword itself was rigged to a pulley that had obviously released to cause it to plunge into the back of his neck...but what triggered it...I look below the table.

"I think I found the trigger." I said standing back up.

Indeed, it was pretty obvious. Leading out from Slyguy's pants was a wire that ran all the way to the mechanism that was holding the longsword in the air.

"The trigger was urine." I said.

Yes, the sick killer had rigged it so that when Slyeguy had to "relieve himself" he triggered the sword and lost his life. That explained the five empty bottles of water that were scattered on the table...the killer made him drink all of that before leaving him to his death.

"Detective...you need to see this." an officer says pointing underneath one of Slyeguy's hands.

I look at where he is pointing and I see that carved into the table was another letter...

E

"Going to try another guess?"

The voice once again brings me back.

"EF You." I say.

9:39:12...9:39:11...





Chapter 4:

9:22:11…9:22:10


The time continued to tick closer to my impending doom. How on earth was I ever going to get out of this one? I had two letter clues, F and E…I know there has to be more to it. I sit on the floor with my back to the wall…was this to be my final case?

“Giving up, Detective?” The voice taunted me from the darkness.

“No. I will solve this, and you will go to jail. Mark my words.” I said.

“Oh, I think not, detective. You may have been successful in the past by tracking down amateurs, but you have no idea what I am capable of…no idea the lengths I will go to ensure that I will be remembered.”

“Remembered for what?” I said.

“Do not try and deny it, detective. The mere fact that I have you in the predicament you are in right now solidifies my greatness. All will bow before me.”

This guy sure was full of himself…wait…that’s it! I smiled as I rise to my feet. There is only one man that could have so much bravado. Only one man who would go to such lengths as this to etch his name in history. Yes, only one man in Sharkville is this conceited…

“So tell me something…” I say.

“What is it Detective?”

“How smart do you think you are now that I know who you are….GRIDGURU?”

A long pause filled the room.

“What? No witty reply? No smart aleck comment? Surprised I could figure it out so easily? Come on, nobody likes a pouty killer.” I had him.

“Heh…heh…BWHAHAHAHAH. You ignorant fool! You really think that peon Gridguru could pull this off? That moron couldn’t hold a candle to my genius.”

“Whatever, Gridguru. Once I solve this password, I am coming for you…and you’ll be put away for good this time.” I say smugly.

“ENOUGH! Detective, let me just show you how WRONG you really are.”

I hear a loud beep, and a panel swings open on the opposite wall. I stare across the room into the darkness of the small space that was behind the panel. I begin to sense movement…and then suddenly…





Chapter 5:


I'm in a nightmare. Surely, this can't be real...

WAKE UP! WAKE UP!

Sadly, it's not a nightmare...it's all too real. I won't be waking up from this one...why couldn't this all be just a dream? I mean, I wake up from the cool ones...like when I get to have Tommy Lee Jones as a partner...instead of that moron I normally have...and do some kick-arse MIB action...but no...this...an alarm clock will not be saving me from this.

I watch...almost in slow motion as the body falls from the opening in the wall and hits the floor in a heap. I slowly walk over and look down at the body laying face-down on the floor. Another dead body...I reach down to turn it over when I suddenly hear a moan...this one is still ALIVE!

I flip over the body to see a panic ridden face of Gridguru...WITH A BOMB STRAPPED TO HIS BODY! He is gagged and is trying to talk to me. I remove the gag.

"MRGGHHHH!" Gridguru said in a panic. His tounge had been cut off...his mouth was spewing blood. He had been beaten unlike any human being I had ever seen beaten. I can only imagine the torture he was put through.

I look down at the bomb, and it is ticking down...

2:34...2:33...2:32...2:31...

I start to pry it off...

I wouldn't do that if I were you, Detective...there's a trip wire that will go off if the bomb is tampered with. If you want to free Gridguru...you have to type in the shut-down code in the keypad.

Sure enough...there was a keypad strapped to Gridguru's left arm.

"I...I...I can't think!" I say.

1:12...1:11...1:10...

I have no idea...I look at Gridguru, and he senses the time is drawing close.

I take a shot in the dark...I type in 1,2,3,4...and hit enter...

:59...:58...:10...:09...

Wrong guesses are a biatch...aren't they Detective?

I grab Gridguru by the shoulders and shove him against the door...he must have realized what I was doing because he just turned around and pressed his back against the door. I dive to the back of the room behind an overturned table.

:04...:03...:02...

Gridguru salutes in my direction...right before...

BOOM

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Chapter 6:

6:09:32…6:09:31…



The explosion rocked the room. I stood up with my ears still ringing and ran over to the door. Hopefully it had worked…hopefully there’ll be a gaping hole where the door once was. As the smoke cleared…I saw that my hopes were going to be dashed. Gridguru’s insides were smeared all over the room…entrails and blood littered the room…but the door stood firm. Not even a dent could be seen in the huge door.

“No! NO! NO!” I said pounding on the door. “Come on!” I was more frustrated now than at any other point in my life.

You can't touch me, no you can't touch me
Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
Try to charge me but I'm not guilty
I got, all, my mamis
I've got all of my mamis
Tell me, what you, want from me
Tell me.. what y'all want from me?
I'm not guilty


“Turn that off you JERK!” I yelled.

“Now, now, Detective. There is no need for name-calling.”

“I will get you!” I said as anger filled my voice.

“Well, you better get moving, then…time is growing short.”

There must be some other way out….some other passage…wait that’s it. I run over to the chamber that held Gridguru…maybe there was another way out…

Unfortunately, my hope quickly turned to despair as I was met with only solid bricks. Bricks to the left…bricks to the right…and bricks in…the…back…I look at the back wall of the chamber…there, written in blood, was a huge letter “O.”

F,E,O…I still needed more clues…but I was close. It was clear my only way out would be to solve the password. I remembered one other crime scene from that night…

I walked away from Slyeguy’s apartment realizing that things were going to get ugly tonight…no sooner had I thought that than my phone rings…

“This is Detective LVSharks.” I say into the phone.

“LV!!!! MARDI GRAS BABY! WOOOOOOO!!! RIO DE JANEIRO FOR THE WIN!” The voice at the other end shouted at me.

“Bus, you moron. I am on a case.” I said as I hung up.

My phone immediately rang again.

“Stop calling me!!” I yell into the phone.

“LVSharks, this is the Chief.”

“Sorry, Chief…thought you were someone else.” I reply.

“We discovered another body…48 Kirkman Court.”

“Thanks, Chief, I am on my way.”

No way this could be true…I start driving to my destination not believing what is going on…I knew this address as well. I make a left on Adlard Street and then I took a right on Kirkman Court…there it was…the home of…OarChambo.

“LVSharks! You need to see this…I hope you haven’t just eaten!” The policeman yelled at me as I got out of the car.

He ended up being right.


To be continued.



Chapter 7:

4:23:10…4:23:09…


“Time is running very short now, Detective.”

“Quiet! I am in the middle of a flashback.” I reply.

I walk up to Oarchambo’s front door, and take a step inside. I am hit by a wave of foul smell unlike I have ever smelled before.

“Neighbors called about the smell, and we found this…” the officer that yelled at me from the porch said.

The scene was not pleasant. Oarchambo’s body was completely gutted. His entrails were laid out on the carpet in the form of a letter “R.”

“We’re dealing with a sick individual here.” I said looking over the scene.

I look in the right hand of Oarchambo and find a sealed envelope. I pick it up and open it…it’s a letter:

Quote:
Dear Fans,

You're Welcome. For years these vermin have infested your neighborhoods, sitting idly by watching your familys come and go. Waiting. It's our sickness, to wait and strike like a snake. They would not be rehabilitated, nor would they ever pray for forgiveness. No it was someone's job, someone better, smarter, more vicious than the last to come along and silence them forever. So you are welcome.


What can this mean?

“Detective, this isn’t the only body. Let me show you the basement.” An officer says to me as I put the letter in an evidence bag.

I follow him down to the basement, and see that there indeed was another body…oh my…is that…CleffedUp?

To be continued





Chapter 8:

1:01:03...1:01:02...

"Well, Detective..."

"Quiet! I am still having a flashback!"

In the middle of the basement was a poker table. Laying all around the table was a scattering of 7 bodies. I would find out later that it was Nicdolas, LynchMobster, Rodg, DriftTilDawn, Griffimo, Stonecutter, and Hemol...each of them had been torn apart.
I looked to the far side of the basement, and there was what I thought was CleffedUp...but...he was bent down over another body, and it looked like he was eating it.

"Oh no...CleffedUp was killed...and now he's a ZOMBIE!" I thought.

I drew my gun and began hoping that Cleffed was one of those lumbering zombies like in The Walking Dead, and not a super-powered running zombie like in the remake of Dawn of the Dead...I was saddened to find he was the latter. Lucky for me I had my gun ready when he turned around and saw me...so a quick shot to the head put him down for good. I approached the body he was chewing on, and saw that it was Blzzba. I looked at the body of the former CleffedUp, and saw a letter stapled to his back...

Quote:
Dear Fans,

I have read on message boards that some of you are looking for me. I am, shall I say, quite pleased by your tenacity. But alas I am not finished. So tread lightly my fans. If you get to close you will find the hairs on the back of your neck stand to salute me. And if you breathe deeply enough you will sense death upon you.


I fold up the paper and put it in my pocket...it was then I had a funny feeling...I remembered that if Zombie CleffedUp was the one who killed these other sharks...then they...may...yeah...they're zombies now too...crap.




Final Chapter:

0:45:09…0:45:08…


“Tick…tick…tick…Detective…”
“STILL FLASHING BACK!”

I looked up to confirm my suspicions…yes…I was now in a room with 8 zombies…wonderful. I feel like Indiana Jones in that movie when he wonders out loud why it had to be snakes…in this case for me, zombies.

I draw my gun and fire three shots taking out three of them right away. I run to where Blzzba was laying and put a shot through his head just as he was turning. Ok, 4 down and 4 to go. Luckily for me, they’re called “mindless” for a reason. I was able to easily take down three of the remaining four, and was ready to put down Zombie Nicdolas when I heard the most awful sound if you are fighting zombies…the click of an empty gun. I ran behind the poker table and with Zombie Nicdolas on my heels. I had to buy myself some time, so I took the table and pinned him up against the wall. He thrashed at me, but I held the table firmly. Great idea, but if I were to let go, I would be toast. I looked over to the stairs and decided to make a break for it.

To say it was a close call would be an understatement. I slammed the door of the basement shut just as Nicdolas reached it. Thank goodness it was one of those huge metal doors that zombies couldn’t break through.

It was then it hit me…well to be more specific…SOMEONE hit me on the back of the head with such a force it knocked me cold. I awoke in this chamber I sit in now…

0:11:13…0:11:12…

“Welcome back Detective…so, accepting defeat?”

“I hate you…I...” I said. Wait a second…could it be that simple? I ran over to the box and typed in a 5 letter word…my finger hovered over the button…if this didn’t work I was dead…I had no choice but to press and hope…


WHOOSH

The door flew open.





Epilogue-

I turned around and saw the door to the room had flown open. I ran to the opening, dove threw the door. I almost started to cry with happiness...but then...I heard that voice again...this time, though, he was standing right above me.

"Nice work Detective...you solved the case just in time...good thing I have another game set up that'll ensure your doom. Now...get up."

I looked up into the face of evil.

"Hello, DynastyForce." I said. Yes, he was the one responsible for all the death and carnage over the last 24 hours. I was not suprised. All the clues pointed to him...including the password..."Force."

"IN THE HIZZZZZOUSE!" He said laughing. He was pointing a gun at me.

I rose to my feet and looked him square in the eye.

"I thought you were supposed to be the best ever?" I asked.

"What do you mean? I AM the best. This is the biggest epic of all time! My work is unmatched." He said.

"Meh, I'd say you're about 4th on my list of criminal masterminds. You'd be right behind Gridguru." I replied.

"FOURTH! Behind that hack? I am the greatest! I am the only one worthy of the accolades of the best criminal mind of all time! ME! ME! ME!" He said waving his arm wildly.

"Bah, you didn't even see him break in here." I said pointing behind D'Nasty.

When he whirled to see who was behind him, I pounced and wriestled the gun away from him. I pointed it at his head.

"The greatest criminal mastermind just fell for the "Hey look behind you" trick? HA HA HA" I said right before knocking him out with a shot to the head with the gun.

I smiled to myself as I drug his body to the exit, and out the door. Ahhh, fresh air, and another deadbeat off the street. I hear the faint sound of the Purdue fight song...is that my cell phone? Sure enough, in D'Nasty's pocket was my phone. I open it up and say hello.

"SOUTH AMERICA ROCKS!"

"Hey Bus...I can't believe I am going to say this, but it's good to hear your voice..."


FIN

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Like the universe I too have gone through the cycle of time: creation, destruction and rebirth. I, Dynasty Force was “Created” in the 974th year of the 2nd millennium, but I was baptized on August 21, 2002. That was the day phase two of my life begun: “Destruction”. I survived the last eight years in an alternate reality. Often-falling victim to hundreds of rants and raves on a daily basis like fingernails breaking across a concrete floor. My mind suffered through the acronymonic world of WSIS and ASYS. It was only a matter of time before I would snap.

I decided to search out a support group; I figured it worked for Tyler Durden maybe it would work for me too. I stumbled into a support group of people I like to call “SHARKs” (Stupid Hypocritical @ssholes Ripe for Killing). I quickly recognized four of them: Marty, Slyeguy, Grid Guru and OarChambo. You couldn’t miss them, after all their faces had been plastered all over the news the last couple of years for murder. They grinned that silly @ss grin, the kind of grin you have when you have gotten away with something. My desire to right the wrongs of our local law enforcement was too great to pass up, nobody would even miss these douchebags, I thought. So it began.

After leaving OarChambo’s house I noticed a van a couple of houses down. More so I remembered that it was the same make and model as the van down the street from Grid Guru’s house. The license plate read “CLEFDUP”. As I searched my mental Rolodex I remembered a particularly geeky kid at the support group. He was bragging about how he hacked into Bernie Madoff’s accounts and stole millions from him, and that was the real reason nobody could find the money. I distinctly remember him lifting up his sleeve to show us a tattoo of a Cleff, could this be the same kid, I thought? Needless to say it was and I was sure in for a surprise when that fugger reanimated on me.

I was on my way home with the reanimated CleffedUp tied in the trunk of my car when some college punk cut me off on the road. I honked but the fugger flipped me off and sped away. All I could think about was how this kid looked just like Matt Damon, well that and how badly I wanted my zombie pet to eat his brains for dinner. I followed him to a house where other people were showing up for some kind of party. I always love crashing a party. I entered the house and could here the mob playing cards in the basement. I dragged zombie Cleff by a makeshift rope collar to the basement door and let him loose. Once inside the basement I turned off the lights and barricaded the door shut. I then made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a glass of milk (even a sociopath has to eat).

The last part of my plan was to capture the lead Detective, LVSharks who had failed so miserably at his job and teach him a life lesson of survival. So I pretended to be a ghey streetwalker and as I expected LVSharks picked me up, oh not to be arrested, no LVSharks was into this little game called Surprise Buttsecs. I took him to an abandoned warehouse and while he was undressing I locked him in a room that I already had set up with a bomb.

Well if everything goes to plan you will hear about Detective LVSharks catching me and throwing me behind bars. And yes that’s according to my plan. You see the whole Bomb thing was just a red hearing, sure I wanted to have fun with LVSharks, and sure I loved killing all those wannabe murderers of year’s past. But the real story was getting into prison. You see there is some unfinished business I have with someone in Cell Block C over at Pelican Bay a sort of "Rebirth" if you will.

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good luck and enjoy. Remember, the first chapter will be posted on Sunday, after the game so unless you have an interest in Undercover Boss (I don't) this will be the place to be after the game.

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good luck and enjoy. Remember, the first chapter will be posted on Sunday, after the game so unless you have an interest in Undercover Boss (I don't) this will be the place to be after the game.


Unless Tony blows up the Tank. :shock:

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gridguru wrote:
springles wrote:
good luck and enjoy. Remember, the first chapter will be posted on Sunday, after the game so unless you have an interest in Undercover Boss (I don't) this will be the place to be after the game.


Unless Tony blows up the Tank. :shock:

Hmmmm. Is that your guess?


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springles wrote:
good luck and enjoy. Remember, the first chapter will be posted on Sunday, after the game so unless you have an interest in Undercover Boss (I don't) this will be the place to be after the game.


Unless Tony blows up the Tank. :shock:

We should be able to post the first chapter tonight before Tony shuts down the site. Everything will continue as soon after the site comes back as possible

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Due to the site upgrade the first chapter may be delayed until after everything is fixed. Sorry for the inconvenience.
There will be blood soon

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springles wrote:
Due to the site upgrade the first chapter may be delayed until after everything is fixed. Sorry for the inconvenience.
There will be blood soon



:lol: :lol: :lol:

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springles wrote:
Due to the site upgrade the first chapter may be delayed until after everything is fixed. Sorry for the inconvenience.
There will be blood soon


My first MM and there is going to be a delay :( please tony get this site back up and quick.

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Chapter 1:

Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows,
Everything that's wonderful is what I feel when we're together,
Brighter than a lucky penny,
When you're near the rain cloud disappears, dear,
And I feel so fine just to know that you are mine.


My eyes snap open…one second, I am dancing through a meadow with a bikini clad Angelina Jolie, and the next I am sitting in the middle of a near pitch black room. My head is pounding…I try to reach my hand up to hold my hand, but both my hands are handcuffed behind my back and attached to the metal chair I am sitting in. The room looks like its some back room of a warehouse…an abandoned warehouse. It’s cold…it’s wet…it smells of mold. Oh how did I get into this?

“Help!” I shout into the darkness…all I hear back is silence.

“Help!” I try again…still nothing.

“Help!” I try a third time…

“It is no use Detective LVSharks…nobody can hear you now.” A voice rang from an old speaker affixed in the upper corner of the room.

“Who are you? Where am I?” I replied.

“You just couldn’t leave well enough alone, could you? You had to try and be the hero. Well, now…YOU will be part of the game.” The eerie voice crackled out of the speaker.

“What are you talking about?” I said.

“I can’t have you ruin my masterpiece.”

“Let me out of this chair!” I yell. This must be the guy I was after…the one who did all those terrible…

“No. You didn’t say please.”

“I am not playing your games!” I scream.

“YES Detective…you WILL play my games…or DIE. Now, do you feel like being a little more polite?”

“Fine. Please let me out of this chair.” I say begrudgingly.

“That’s better. You’ll find the key to your cuffs taped to the lower seat of your chair.”

I feel as best I can, and sure enough there it was. I use it to uncuff myself and run towards the door. It’s locked…I beat on it, but the heavy steel door will not yield. I drop to the ground in frustration.

“Are you done Detective LVSharks? I hope so. Please, walk towards the speaker.”

I get up and approach the speaker…I notice on the wall below the speaker is a table that has a box on top.

“Within that box is the key to this room. Look behind you.”

I turn around and suddenly on the opposite wall a digital timer with red numbers pops on with 12 hours…it immediately begins to tick backwards…11:59:59, 11:59:58…

“You have 12 hours to open the box…or this room will fill with poison gas…and you will die.”

“How do I open it?” I ask.

“That’s the game, Detective LVSharks…think back to the events that landed you here…”

I look at the top of the box. There are all the letters of the alphabet plus the numbers 0-9. Obviously there is some password I have to figure out. How will I figure this out?

I think back to the beginning of this case…I have to find the clues…


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Wow I don't know if it's Lundy's bad writing that has lowered the tank's bar but that was a solid first chapter. Of course I have no idea what's going on, is this Saw like game a continuation from past years? Should I be reading the past Murder Mysteries to understand where Detective LV Sharks is at?

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Wow I don't know if it's Lundy's bad writing that has lowered the tank's bar but that was a solid first chapter. Of course I have no idea what's going on, is this Saw like game a continuation from past years? Should I be reading the past Murder Mysteries to understand where Detective LV Sharks is at?
*scratches d'nasty off the list of potential killers*

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