Whispers of the Dark Group 9

There was probably an easier way to make friends at school, wasn't there? You would expect to just bump into students in corridors, picking up forlorn books, exchanging silent greetings, being paired together in practical classes or, god forbid, a small mixer. But here Claudia found herself, holding a black marker pen she'd borrowed off one of her muggle-born dormmates, debating whether or not she should draw a fake moustache for 'realism'. She'd read and reread the owl she'd been sent, and it was pretty specific what her character was; a sleazy car dealer. And she'd seen Matilda. And Bugsy Malone. To be honest, she'd never truly understood the muggle films that her aunts had shown her but she lapped them up anyway, logging all their obvious stereotypes and tropes in her mind. And, if those films had told her anything, it was that she needed the moustache. Sighing, she picked up the sharpie and drew a wiggly line above her mouth. Perfect.

She got a few stares walking down the corridors dressed like a budget Mr Wormwood, but she owned it, stepping into the room with swagger. Racking her eyes around the set, she noticed a table containing drinks and food and made a mental note to check back there after donning her name tag. It seemed that she was too focused on the idea of snacks as she entered the room as, when saluted to by the boy running the game, Claudia jumped out of her skin, her fedora falling off her head as she did so. "Aargh!" The girl reached down to grab her hat, glancing at a flash of... uniform? before straightening back up and putting the hat back on at a jaunty angle "Sorry about that, man. You just frightened me, wasn't expecting it. My name's Clau- " Claudia coughed, lowering her voice. At least she didn't have to fake the accent, her own seemed to be working in her favour "Luca. Luca Marino. Say, you don't have a car you need fixing up? Well, if you need me, I'll just be over here. Nice meeting you, dude." Was she too into this? Surely she was. And with that, Claudia/Luca Marino stalked off to the food table, picking up her ID as she went and pinning it on her jacket. Once at the table, she noticed the drinks were slightly red around the rim, was it seasoning? She picked up a glass and took a large sip, almost immediately descending into coughs and cries. Tears pricked her eyes as she shook her head to try and get rid of the spice she had shoved down her throat. "Didn't realise it'd be that spicy..."

They/She

Pax had been prepared for the night, dressed in black and white to match Della's monochromatic theme as well. Against their crisp white shirt, black tie and smart shoes, and deep grey slacks and waistcoat, their carefully styled blue hair offered a bright pop of colour to the outfit, though they'd done their best to hide it with a black reporter's hat. In one hand, they clutched their invitation to the game, alongside a small notepad and quill to not only make notes in the game, but also to fit the aesthetic they had chosen. Instead of meeting at the ball, they'd agreed to meet here, so Pax could only hope the outfit they'd chosen would match with hers.

As they entered, they recognised the necessity to pay attention to the details in the game, so scanned their surrounding carefully. The room had been somewhat sparsely decorated, but the decoration wasn't the primary focus of the game. It was well-suited to match the event's theme, however. Greeting Noah with a curt nod of their head, they gravitated towards the table of refreshments, fastening their ID card (reading Carlos Bianchi) to their waistcoat before taking one of the drinks available, slowly sipping on it as others arrived, hoping to look mysterious and cool as they carefully leaned on the table. It seemed they were one of the first to arrive - them and a younger student they didn't much recognise. Keeping mostly to themselves, they surveyed who the other arrivals were, recognising some faces as more familiar than others, and of course keeping a careful eye out for anything - or anyone - potentially suspicious.

Action: Entering, trying looking cool and mysterious

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Stats:
Sta-10 ⁞ Eva-10 ⁞ Str-12 ⁞ Wis-3 ⁞ Arc-6 ⁞ Acc-14
Abilities:
Muggle condition, Fearless, Rebound, Evasive Maneuvers

Word count: 271

Mentions: @Della Barfield, @Claudia Kerr

Date: Oct 19th 2024

English | Parseltongue
mentioning: @Noah Jupe

interacting: @Paz Zhang, Tone Hiro Bakugo @Kim Sato, @Elizabeth Stonewall, @Claudia Kerr

Della had not expected the game to be this elaborate. She was a bit awestruck by the setting, and somewhat overwhelmed by the rules. She'd have to congratulate her new racing teammate on the setup later—she was surprised he had completed his first race today, and then was able to make all this happen only a few hours later.

She instantly spotted Pax; they matched Della's noire-styled outfit with a monochromatic 40s reporter look. Della smoothed her checkered blazer and black skirt. She hoped she looked like a receptionist from a PI's office. (She knew that the look didn't quite work for the wizarding world, but at least there'd be enough muggleborns around to get it.) She had worked all afternoon, getting her windswept platinum hair curled at the ends—something akin to Marilyn Monroe. A black fedora completed the look. She gave a small wave to Pax, her stomach doing a small loop. It was unclear whether they were here as friends or the ball date was something more. But Della was excited either way.

Now, she needed to get into character. She needed to become Giovanni Moretti. "Hello, Carlos, interesting to see you here tonight. She gave a nod to the others "Maria. Sofia. Luca." She eyed them all with scrutiny, grabbing a drink to give the eyeing more of a dramatic flair.

10/19/24
@Claudia Kerr

Kaito didn’t think he was good at acting, but he had always recived compliments on his facial expressions while practicing ballet, so things were hopefully not going to be a bust tonight. He didn’t know exactly how to portray his character properly, but he was ready to throw himself into the ordeal and do his best. This was bound to be more fun than the ball anyways.

He entered the room and took in the mural-esque picture splayed across the walls before wandering over to the small crowd that gathered. Only one face was recognizable to him as he’d seen her in his classes. The rest were all older with the exception of one. And if his eyesight was working, the youngest had the name Luca Marino pinned to her outfit. His own nametag said ‘Vito Rossi’ and he wondered how much information the first year was given on Luca and Vito’s sordid relationship.

“Good evening, everyone,” he spoke up as he infiltrated the group. “Except you, Luca. I hope your evening’s terrible,” he gave her a clearly exaggerated glare and then picked up one of the drinks. Taking a sip, his expression changed to match the distaste he had for the spice. Ah, he could use this moment for his character. “If only we were meeting at my bar. I’d make you all a drink to your liking.”

14/10/24 | English | Arabic | Spanish |

Reuben was quite excited for this murder mystery game that was going to be held. He had always wanted to be in a real murder mystery, but he knew that something like that was probably practically impossible, and this was the first time someone was holding a game related to a murder mystery, which meant that maybe he would get to be a part of one, even if it was just pretend.

He entered the room and looked around. Plenty of others had already arrived, and he was pretty sure that he was late. He was about to introduce himself as Reuben Garcia, but then he realized that everyone had some kind of identification card with their names, and remembered about his own. He had remembered how much he liked the role he was given. He looked around the room for Lorelai, and noticing that she had apparently not arrived yet, he decided to introduce himself.

"Hi! I'm apparently Alessio Ricci, nice to meet all of you!", he said smiling at everyone else. Only 2 more people were yet to arrive, and then the game would begin. One of them was definitely Lorelai, since she and Reuben had signed up together, and the other he did not know.

He knew acting out his character was going to be hard, especially in front of Lorelai, but it was definitely going to be fun. He gave Maria (Tone a.k.a. @Kim Sato) a small glare to make the other guy aware of his presence before going back to smiling at everyone else in the room.

Mentioning: Lorelai @Violeta Roux

Everyone present from the group :Interacting With

STA : 6 | EVA : 10 | WIS : 8 | ACC : 10 | ARC : 2 | STR : 4 |
Calming Presence | Evasive Maneuvers

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OOC: Calming presence in effect

Down, down, down the winding road.
Wherever it may bend, I'll see you at the end.

The group began, Elizabeth seemingly suspicious. After all, why would she poison her food? But then again, an interesting point would have been, how would anyone have survived that poisoning and lived to tell the tale? Especially at that point in time.

He moved onto the wall slapping. "Lights are about to go out!" He said, as he waved his wand. Out they went. It was blackout time.

The murderer, cloaked in a shadow, hidden from sight, held a gun that glistened in the light. Out of the gun came a bullet and it shot and hit the target.

Noah waved his wand and the lights went back on. "Yes siree." He said as he looked at the victim, Tone. His right arm had a red dot on it from the nerf bullet hitting him.

He turned out the lights again, hoping the doctor had seen him. Noah whispered, "If the doctor heals you, put your arm behind your back."

As the light went back on, Tone was healed, but his right arm was no more. He was "amputated".

"It's time for me to reveal who you all think the suspect is, isn't it?" Noah whispered, his voice a little harsh. "The suspect is... none of you." He walked back over to the wall, allowing them to prepare for another round.

The road is wild and wicked, winding through the wood,
where all that's wrong is right and all that's bad is good.

Information Section: Please Read

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Information
- Posting DEADLINE: Friday
- Intended Mod Post and Rolls: Saturday
- Post at least ONCE per round
- Murderer must owl me their target by Posting Deadline.
- Detective, Doctor and Citizens, must owl me who they think the Murderer is by Posting Deadline. Please send individual owls with the subject "Group #: Round # Vote"
- If you are eliminated via murder you do not have to post in this thread, you could choose to leave or sit out and watch.

Posting Information
- Please follow site rules and ratings
- Please be registered in the Index to sign up
- 200+ wc minimum
- Deadline to Post: From recent mod post to Friday of that week

Notice
Every mod post, you will notice that the light goes out every time there is a murder. The light stays out for 1 minute to allow the murderer to conceal the weapon in some way and to avoid suspicion. When the light goes out, you'll hear a bang from the nerf gun and if you feel yourself getting shot with a foam bullet, you have been killed. You may lay down on the ground and play dead. You may find a funny pose to be in, whatever. When the light goes back on, a vote will be held to accuse someone of the murder.

I've been accused of a murder! What do I do?
Well dearie, you would've been considered "executed" if the majority votes you as murderer. This means that you are out. The game is over when all of the players are dead except for the detective and murderer, or when the murderer has been accused and executed.

How do I vote?
Every round, you need to send me an owl of who you're voting or accusing. Additionally you MUST post otherwise your vote will be seen as invalid.

I did not post for a round or more, what happens? (if you don't send me your vote but post, it's okay, don't worry about it.)
The murderer will likely kill you the next round.

I'm the murderer! What happens now?
Post each round. Send me your target via owl. In Character, when the lights go out, you can pull out your nerf gun and shoot your target. You will have the rest of the minute to hide the gun or conceal it.

I'm the detective! What happens now?
Post each round. Send me your accused victim via owl. You cannot be killed.

I'm a doctor! What happens now?
Post each round. Send me your accused victim via owl. There will be a second blackout in the mod post in where you will have a CHANCE of healing the shot victim.

I was a shot victim! I was healed!
Good for you, you may continue in the game. However, one of your limbs have been ic AMPUTATED so in roleplay, you would not have that limb because the doctor amputated the shot limb.

What if I have to leave Out of Character and I'm the Murderer or a Doctor or a Detective?
That's fine, just please notify us at some point. We will owl another person and give them an additional "title" for their character that they are already playing. For example: Baker is now Murderer but still the same character, you don't gain another. When it comes to a detective and a doctor, unfortunately, we won't pass it on. The game continues until its over.

Please note: We are taking actions via owl so that actions and votes are anonymous to keep the mystery. What you choose to say or do in your post whether ooc or ic can be used against you so do your best to keep your "secret" role anonymous. If you are a detective or a murderer it can be used against you if you say it out loud. We suggest coming up with an undercover job to conceal the fact. Not required, you could be vague, but what you say and do whether oc or ic can be used against you.

Mod Post Content: Mods

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Order of Mod Post and of What Order it is in:
1. Blackout #1
-> Murderer Shot Accuracy: 1d100 [1-49, miss. 50-100, hit]
-> Murderer Body Part Hit: 1d6 [1 - Left Arm, 2- Left Leg, 3- Right Arm, 4- Right Leg, 5- Torso/Chest, 6- Head]
2. Lights On [this is so that they see that the victim is shot and allows the doctor to see who they're healing if they can.]
3. Blackout #2
-> Doctor Healing: 1d100 [1-49, failed to heal. 50-100, successfully healed but amputated the limb]
--> Additional notice re healing: If the torso or head is shot, the victim cannot be healed. This is simply skipped if the torso or head was shot. If a limb [right leg/arm, left leg/arm] was shot and the doctor successfully healed you, then you are amputated. If they failed to heal you and you were shot anywhere on your body, you are dead.
4. Lights On
5. Accusation/Execution Time
--> Additional notice re Accusation/Execution: If a person is accused via majority, they are eliminated from the game. If there is a TIE, the people accused remain in the game for another round.

Rolls [if any]

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Tone being shot accuracy [1d100]: 64 -> Hit
Body Part shot [1d6]: 3 -> Right arm
Doctor Healing [1d100]: 92 -> Success

Result: Right arm is amputated but Tone may remain in the game

@Pax Zhang, @Della Barfield, Reuben Garcia (@Mellani Miller), Lorelai Diniz (@Violeta Roux), @Claudia Kerr, @Elizabeth Stonewall, @Karlie Keys, @Kaito Foxglove, Tone Bakago (@Kim Sato)