Clue - The Murder Mystery Game

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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2013 3:08 pm

an impossibly pure white stallion called Blinky on which rode DEATH.

He raised his dreadful scythe and looked around at the cowering group.
He paused and frowned, or at least he gave the appearance of frowning for someone without any eyebrows.

BUGGER. WRONG ROOM. I DO HOPE I HAVEN'T STOPPED YOU ENJOYING YOURSELVES. PLEASE DO CARRY ON.

Blinky then trotted soundlessly across the room and, pausing only briefly to pinch an apple from a fruit bowl, walked through the doorway and into the hall.

The silence was broken by the sound of....

Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2013 8:17 pm

the floor closing on the Inspector's foot and the resulting curse that had Mrs Peacock, who had just risen from the couch, fainting away.

Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 3:40 pm

While the two uniforms frantically tried to free the Inspector's leg from the floor, Mr Green had an idea...

Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:03 pm

He leaned over and whispered briefly to Miss Scarlett
Her eyes went wide and she turned to face him:
"Vot sort ov voman do you zink I am? Your plan iz....."

Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 12:09 am

" so old fashioned, mein Great-great Unkle had already tried to Annexe ze Sudetanland butz after a few yerz ran out auf supplies vich upset ze apfel cart, I suggest ve go to ze Kitchen und zee just exactly vat iz in zat newly delivered box with ze airholes in it und ze funny smell". The party all trooped off to the Kitchen but on their arrival....

Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 7:47 pm

They were met by a somewhat manic chef " Bork Bork Bork!!!"
he said and proffered a

Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2013 8:09 pm

hand written instruction which said: "You are in the Kitchen. This is a mistake. You should be in the ..."

Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2013 8:28 pm

Zeppelin that's just arrived."

At that, a column of people in Steampunk garb were marching across the grounds towards the mooring mast by the lake that no-one had seen before*, and

*The mooring mast, not the lake, which had been there since Bloody Stupid Johnson did the landscaping and wasn't so much a lake as a puddle, so it was easy to miss, although most people saw it eventually, mainly by stepping in it.

Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 1:53 pm

burst into a melodic song that, had Paul McCartney written it would have had him wondering what to buy with the royalties and thinking maybe, Berkshire.

Mrs White went all dewy-eyed, perhaps remembering a time when....

Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 12:52 pm

such melodies were considered to be hip and cool, not like all the rubbish on the radio these days. Hip-hop? Nonsense, that's a kids game, she played it when she was young. And rap? That's not singing, it's made up words spoken or shouted over noise. Rubbish. Thank god for heavy metal, or she'd be permanently listening to Burt Bacharach.

As Mrs White was lost in her symphonic reverie,...

Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 1:08 pm

... the vast wormhole opened behind her, unnoticed. out of it poured a horde of ...

Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 1:52 pm

...buzzing mosquitos and stumbling behind them was a tired and unwashed looking short black male, "My name is Peter and I've come for my bagels" he mumbled. Professor Plum glanced at him and immediately.......

Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 3:33 pm

despatched him to Abeche, to be welcomed by a chanting, stamping mob of ...

Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 4:20 pm

choirboys, much to the secret delight of Rev. Green.
The Inspector clapped his hands very loudly. "Enough!" he commanded.
"We must return to the Billiard Room where...."

Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 7:06 pm

Miss Scarlett aimed her AK47 and fire a warning shot in order to.......

Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 8:18 pm

ensure there was honey still for tea. She hated putting honey in her tea, but it was an ancient custom in Snoring-By-The-Sea, birthplace of

Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 10:17 am

Roger Megently, author of such classics as The Joy of Cress, Watching Paint Dry and The Visitors Guide to Norwich.
Once the cordite had cleared, and the group had retained at least partial hearing, the Inspector coughed gently and turned to ....

Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 10:48 am

the left.
"We are the Good Squad and we're coming to town, beep beep," he chanted, as behind them the Steampunkers cheered as a Zeppelin flew overhead and waved handkerchiefs.
"I never thought a Zeppelin could wave handkerchiefs," said Mrs White.
Colonel Mustard's moustache bristled.
"Dashed Hun monstrosities are a disgrace! Did I ever tell you about how

Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 4:04 pm

*SPLAT* Whatever the Colonel had been about to say remained a mystery, as he was abruptly cut off by the appearance of a low-flying pancake.

"G-Goodness!" stammered Plum. "That syrup will be hell to clean off his whiskers."

"Never mind zat" cried Miss Scarlett, "everybody take cover! INCOMING!"

Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:47 pm

There was a loud scream and vhen... I mean when .. the group had all taken shelter behind the sofa, Miss Scarlett made a dash towards a table by the door on which she had just spotted a biscuit tin. "A-ha!" she murmured quietly "Ze vonderful shocolate hobnobs!"
She reached inside and pulled out....

Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 9:47 pm

.....a large machete to which she placed in a compartment near her leg so that we it could remain hidden and available for use when the time is right. In the meantime she snuck into the library and then hear a familiar.......

Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 10:18 am

that had belonged to the fabled witch Amandra; it was shaped like a black cat (predictably) and its name was Pyewacket. It was sitting on a pile of pencil shavings and eating a smoked trout that it had stolen from the

Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 9:42 pm

rather bemused Mrs Peacock, who, after spotting an empty Findus Lasagne packet in the bin, had a feeling that although it looked like trout, it probably wasn't.
She suddenly felt ill, she knew she shouldn't have eaten that ....

Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2013 1:03 am

Lasagne as her voice suddenly went a bit ho(a)rse as she screamed 'Tally Ho! and ride her to the bit!' which instantly brought a large smile to Colonel Mustard's face as he remembered the time he was at the last Hunt Ball and got his ...

Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2013 2:28 am

family photos set on fire by the belle of the ball, the lovely Gladys Minkwater. It wasn't entirely her fault; he had scribbled a hasty note asking if she could "singe the family album".
Mrs Peacock saw the smile, and said, "

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