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| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Tinder Date: June 15, 2016, 5:17 pm | |
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| Tinder stares at the mayors body as he collapses, it's nothing | |
| she hasn't seen before and it doesn't seem to scare her or | |
| anything, "Oh come on, I was hoping to have a nice night and now | |
| someone's gone and killed someone! Thanks for ruining my day | |
| off." She shakes her head and watches the events unfold around | |
| her, taking in the reactions of everyone, staying inside when | |
| everyone leaves since she's not in the mood to get soaked. She | |
| frowns as they walk back in and speak of the bridge being gone, | |
| realizing that was the only way out of this place. As David | |
| enters she glares a bit, watching Morgan yell at him until the | |
| power shuts off. Her eyes widen as she sees him dead on the | |
| floor, looking over to Morgan with this odd worried expression | |
| on her face, worried that her old friend might be a murderer. | |
| #Post#: 395-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Morgan Lockett Date: June 15, 2016, 7:06 pm | |
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| "Oh my god... So David wasn't the murderer.... Wait, the Mayor | |
| was sitting in David's chair. Someone was trying to target David | |
| this whole time. Whoever did this was trying to take him out | |
| first..." Morgan was honestly shivering not only from the rain, | |
| but the fact that some ponies here might be a killer. | |
| #Post#: 397-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Brash Date: June 16, 2016, 3:27 am | |
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| Brash barely reacted to the entire situation, even as the mare | |
| next to her nearly shoved her down in her attempt to escape. The | |
| deaths merely intrigued her as she stay seated and observed. | |
| "So, we're trapped here and the killer has eliminated their | |
| target." Brash climbs up onto the table and trots toward Adam's | |
| body "The mayor died in David's seat, likely a trap that was | |
| laid, but who would have time for that?" Brash looked around the | |
| room, "Then also there must have been some collaboration for the | |
| breaker to go out just long enough to correct the mistake." She | |
| didn't care what reaction her thinking aloud might bring as she | |
| sat and thought, keeping keen eyes and ears on her surroundings | |
| to ensure her own safety. "They'll want to dispatch witnesses as | |
| well..." | |
| #Post#: 401-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Fluttershy Date: June 16, 2016, 8:20 pm | |
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| Fluttershy's eyes follow the table until she sees the dead body | |
| and gives and 'eep' and immediately dashes after Caleb only to | |
| be soaked by the rain and nearly blown away. The pegasus flew | |
| back inside and shook the water off of her and fluffed her wings | |
| before just shivering and trying to stay away from the rest of | |
| the group. When the lights went off and came back on, she was | |
| behind her only friend there (Rainbow Dash) and covered her eyes | |
| with her wings shivering. | |
| #Post#: 403-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Thyme Date: June 16, 2016, 9:38 pm | |
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| Thyme didn't pay the mayor much attention as he goes to sit down | |
| in David's chair. She can't miss him slumping over in a pool of | |
| blood though. Her reaction is much more muted than most of the | |
| other guests', only frowning and turning to look suspiciously in | |
| the direction David had gone. He was a scumbag, but he wouldn't | |
| resort to murder, right? Then again, everypony here had | |
| something against him; the kind of thing that could cause his | |
| reputation a lot of trouble. She glares at the stallion in | |
| question as he returns. Her suspicion about his involvement is | |
| short lived however, as the lights go out and he too is killed. | |
| Thyme takes a look around the room, eyeing each of the other | |
| guests. The filly didn't seem a likely candidate at least, even | |
| if her reaction was oddly calm. And it definitely wasn't either | |
| of the Elements of Harmony. Still, that left quite a few | |
| suspects for the crime, and they were all stuck here together at | |
| least until the storm let up. | |
| #Post#: 406-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Rainbow Dash Date: June 16, 2016, 11:53 pm | |
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| "Dexterity exercises huh? Well-" she manages to say before she | |
| is cut off by the cork going off, derailing her train of | |
| thought. She then turns to see the good mayor collapse in a pool | |
| of his own blood. "Oh god oh god oh god RUN!!!" she screams, | |
| bolting out of the house and making an attempt to fly away, only | |
| to nearly get struck by lightning, which instead took down the | |
| tree and the bridge. Deciding it wasn't safe to stay outside, | |
| she made her way back inside, first putting the dress she was | |
| wearing on a nearby coat hanger, hoping it will dry. She made | |
| her way back into the dining room, completely soaked much like | |
| everyone else when she sees David enter. Before she can do | |
| anything to him, the mare in the red dress was already at him. | |
| Before anything else could happen, the lights go out for a | |
| moment, and some rustling is heard. When the lights come back | |
| on, she sees David with a steak knife in his back. "What did you | |
| do to him?!?" she screamed at the mare who was in front of | |
| David's lifeless body. | |
| #Post#: 409-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Trixie Lulamoon Date: June 17, 2016, 2:50 am | |
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| Upon seeing the first death occur Trixie nearly goes white among | |
| the panic. She instinctively darts for the door, nearly knocking | |
| over the filly next to her, she realizes before anypony else the | |
| severity of the weather and stops to sit just a few feet out the | |
| door. When the lightning strikes she wobbles in terror back into | |
| the mansion, joining everypony else. As the lights go out her | |
| eyes go wide and she casts a powerful light spell, but it was | |
| too late, another had died. | |
| She stands there, shaking, holding up her light spell in the | |
| hope that nopony else would get hurt. | |
| #Post#: 415-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Tinder Date: June 17, 2016, 4:16 pm | |
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| Tinder goes over and sits back down in her seat, "You guys | |
| should all just relax, for all we know it might be someone who | |
| broke into the house before we even got here. Pointing hooves at | |
| everyone else is just going to make it worse." She seems fairly | |
| relaxed in this situation, figuring there is no need to panic | |
| about it. | |
| #Post#: 418-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Morgan Lockett Date: June 18, 2016, 2:01 pm | |
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| "I didn't do anything!" Morgan cried out. "Don't you just put | |
| the blame on me Rainbow Dash! We were all in the same area as | |
| him. She looked at Tinder. "Tinder is right. Let's at least look | |
| for clues first before making accusations." | |
| #Post#: 421-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Clarity Date: June 18, 2016, 8:33 pm | |
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| Clarity lets the conversations wash over her and her twin. | |
| There's nopony here she'd especially like to talk to, except | |
| maybe that baseball-looking stallion, he looks awfully fit and | |
| trim and might make for good...conversation...but she has a | |
| brother to look after. There's that Tinder mare they met | |
| before, maybe she could leave him with her while she...took care | |
| of things. | |
| When the Mayor dies, she looks at him and her eyes grow wide as | |
| saucers. She grabs her chair and Clair and holds him against | |
| her tighter, which he doesn't mind, but he still seems kinda | |
| oblivious to what's happening. When the lights go out, her | |
| chair is heard breaking, with Clair giving a little "Ouch" and | |
| some falling. When the lights come back on, the two of them are | |
| in a heap on the floor, the chair apparently having splintered | |
| in her grip. Clair's leg is scraped and bleeding lightly, him | |
| pressing a hoof against it and looking somewhat perturbed but | |
| still not appreciating the gravity of the situation. Clarity is | |
| clutching her brother tightly and holding one of the broken | |
| chair legs like a club, her eyes darting to the exits. | |
| "M-maybe, i-i-if they just wanted D-d-david, they, uh...they'll | |
| leave us a-a-alone?" Her voice is shaking as she adjusts the | |
| grip on her makeshift weapon a few times. "I mean...i-i-if | |
| nobody knows wh-who did it...and, I mean...wh-who really m-minds | |
| that he...and there's just one other...But no, it's a | |
| M-m-mayor..." | |
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