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(All): "At the hotel."
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Black wrote:I guessing this was a very nasty murder.
Boddy - Green - Bare Hands - Train Station




This is proving to have been a most mysterious murder...
Of these four, two are correct.
From this point on, only 1 question is required between suggestions.
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"Well, come to think of it, there was one moment at the tram station-- oh, that's right! I forgot to mention that we got around by tram that day! But there was a moment when I excused myself to run to the washroom. But it wasn't more than 5 minutes!"
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I think you may have been a bit clever here go_leafs. We're gonna assume that bare hands are used to strangle someone, and Mrs White couldn't strangle a man like Boddy, i reckon she pushed him off the platform in front of the tram.
Mr Boddy - Mrs White - Bare Hands - Tram Station
Mr Boddy - Mrs White - Bare Hands - Tram Station
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Lovely guess, Jamie! That was my original plan for the solution, until it hit me that the tram wouldn't have kept on its route having just run over a man. Mrs. Peacock would then have to mention it if asked, and it would be rather obvious. That's why, out of the following four:Jamie wrote:I think you may have been a bit clever here go_leafs. We're gonna assume that bare hands are used to strangle someone, and Mrs White couldn't strangle a man like Boddy, i reckon she pushed him off the platform in front of the train.
Mr Boddy - Mrs White - Bare Hands - Tram Station




Only two are correct.
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"I told you, you fool! It looked like it might rain, so I dragged my umbrella around! As for the shoe, I left it at the hotel. Anyone could've taken it."Jamie wrote:Colonel - What did you do with both the umbrella and dagger shoe?
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"So far as I'm aware, nothing. But I arrived later than most of the others, so it would've been the easiest thing in the world to take it from my room and replace it."Black wrote:Reverend - What happened to the candlestick
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---ACT VII: The Final Curtain---
Little Paddocks; The Present
Sir Robert delightedly sipped the last of his scotch. “We have a winner at last!� he triumphantly announced. “Congrats, Gregory! I can now announce that Colonel Mustard was the killer, the weapon used was the umbrella, the crime scene was the tram station, and the victim was Mr. Boddy. Well played!�
“Humph!� Dame Violet said to herself. “That was my first guess all along.�
“I’m sure it was,� General Gamboge replied.
“A toast to Gregory and Evelyn!� announced Sir Robert. Everyone filled their glasses and drank to their health.
“That was rather fun,� said Gregory. “But tell me, Sir Robert, this criminal got away with it?�
“He did. He’s living somewhere else under a completely different name.�
“I say!� muttered Gregory to himself. Then, speaking up, “How about a confession?�
“Eh?�
“Well, you’ve been assuming the roles of the suspects for questioning. How about hearing the Colonel confess?�
“Very well,� replied a voice— but this voice did not belong to Sir Robert. Gregory turned to face General Gamboge, whose face was stern and sullen. “It’s true. I’m Colonel Mustard. And it’s equally true that I murdered that swine, Boddy.
“That figure in the hallway that overheard Boddy and Mrs. Peacock talking was Miss Peach. Boddy knew that out of our entire group, Mrs. Peacock had the most money. So he blackmailed most of us on behalf of her. He had some dirty secret or other on me, on the Reverend, and even on Professor Plum (whom most of you seem to have forgotten). She came and warned all of us. I was desperate for no one to find out. Instead of making Mrs. Peacock pay, I had a different arrangement in mind…
“I was surprised you didn’t tumble to the lie about the weather. It was a silly lie, I know, and I was on the edge of my seat, hoping you wouldn’t ask someone else what the weather was like. It was really scorching hot, and that’s precisely what I needed.
“I took my umbrella with me, and waited for my best chance. It came at the tram station, where I quite accidentally bumped into Boddy. That’s when I made the blade shoot out of the umbrella. It impaled Boddy. Then, I retracted it and went as far away as possible. For the first maybe 30 seconds after he fell, an observer might’ve thought he fainted. That’s why I got away so easily.
“Why am I telling you all this? It may interest you to know that all your drinks were poisoned… You may be feeling the effects of it right now… Sir Robert, our wonderful host, found out my secret, and has been blackmailing me. He disguised it as an innocent parlour game! But guess who’s having the last laugh now?�




Congratulations to Jamie (playing as Gregory Mauve) for accusing correctly and winning the game!
As always, a huge thanks for all participation, whether simply by reading or playing along. This series wouldn't have been the same without you!
Little Paddocks; The Present
Sir Robert delightedly sipped the last of his scotch. “We have a winner at last!� he triumphantly announced. “Congrats, Gregory! I can now announce that Colonel Mustard was the killer, the weapon used was the umbrella, the crime scene was the tram station, and the victim was Mr. Boddy. Well played!�
“Humph!� Dame Violet said to herself. “That was my first guess all along.�
“I’m sure it was,� General Gamboge replied.
“A toast to Gregory and Evelyn!� announced Sir Robert. Everyone filled their glasses and drank to their health.
“That was rather fun,� said Gregory. “But tell me, Sir Robert, this criminal got away with it?�
“He did. He’s living somewhere else under a completely different name.�
“I say!� muttered Gregory to himself. Then, speaking up, “How about a confession?�
“Eh?�
“Well, you’ve been assuming the roles of the suspects for questioning. How about hearing the Colonel confess?�
“Very well,� replied a voice— but this voice did not belong to Sir Robert. Gregory turned to face General Gamboge, whose face was stern and sullen. “It’s true. I’m Colonel Mustard. And it’s equally true that I murdered that swine, Boddy.
“That figure in the hallway that overheard Boddy and Mrs. Peacock talking was Miss Peach. Boddy knew that out of our entire group, Mrs. Peacock had the most money. So he blackmailed most of us on behalf of her. He had some dirty secret or other on me, on the Reverend, and even on Professor Plum (whom most of you seem to have forgotten). She came and warned all of us. I was desperate for no one to find out. Instead of making Mrs. Peacock pay, I had a different arrangement in mind…
“I was surprised you didn’t tumble to the lie about the weather. It was a silly lie, I know, and I was on the edge of my seat, hoping you wouldn’t ask someone else what the weather was like. It was really scorching hot, and that’s precisely what I needed.
“I took my umbrella with me, and waited for my best chance. It came at the tram station, where I quite accidentally bumped into Boddy. That’s when I made the blade shoot out of the umbrella. It impaled Boddy. Then, I retracted it and went as far away as possible. For the first maybe 30 seconds after he fell, an observer might’ve thought he fainted. That’s why I got away so easily.
“Why am I telling you all this? It may interest you to know that all your drinks were poisoned… You may be feeling the effects of it right now… Sir Robert, our wonderful host, found out my secret, and has been blackmailing me. He disguised it as an innocent parlour game! But guess who’s having the last laugh now?�




Congratulations to Jamie (playing as Gregory Mauve) for accusing correctly and winning the game!
As always, a huge thanks for all participation, whether simply by reading or playing along. This series wouldn't have been the same without you!
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Absolutely. My photobucket account refused to work, and consequently, I had to "guess-type" the names of the various images. These will be fixed once I can log into it and get the correct image codes.
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It's called a finale for a reason.Black wrote:You could always do one last, you could always kill off Sir Hugh in England.
I mainly tried something completely new with the Sir Robert Forbes storyline so as to bring the series to a good close. After an ending like that (mass poisoning), writing another episode would be something of an anticlimax.
If I come up with a good idea for another original series like this, I'll try it out. But for now, I've finished writing this series.
(This means I can finally resume writing on Clue: The Series.)
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Alright, I fixed the images.
Like I did last season, here is the map for Season Two's mysteries (forgive the fuzzy sort of quality, but I couldn't get it any better while still keeping a relatively small size):

Like I did last season, here is the map for Season Two's mysteries (forgive the fuzzy sort of quality, but I couldn't get it any better while still keeping a relatively small size):

The two women exchanged the kind of glance women use when no knife is handy.
~Ellery Queen
At the Scene of the Crime
~Ellery Queen
At the Scene of the Crime