Re: M&P: Hospital of Murders

[juejue]

I'm actually really liking the story so far... It's getting interesting!! Can't wait for the next part!!

[cya6]

voting closed!

[Snickie]

Ah crap, I forgot to vote! D:

[Atlas]

Same here. Perhaps the person I want dead will be gone anyway.

[cya6]

Kay

Cya

Snickie

Stella 1

Atlas

Shadows

Soul 1

JueJue 2

(The die has been cast. Let’s see if our players will escape to live another day.)

There was a silence in the hospital.

Tears were streaming down JueJue’s face as the shock wore off the reality settled in.

One of the patients, Kelly, was dead. A nurse, Cats, was gone. And now one of the doctors was dead.

Who would be next?

“Alright guys, let’s think up a battle plan,” Kay finally said. “A motive. A method. Who was available, who could have done this?”

There was silence as the others thought about this.

Snickie was fiddling with her hands nervously.

Stella was rocking in her seat.

Atlas was staring intently ahead, a small frown on his face.

Soul was pacing.

Cya was twisting a hair around her finger.

“Well maybe- eep!” Stella gave a small shriek as she rocked her chair too hard and landed on her bad arm.

“Oh god, oh god!” She panted, eyes wide, a sweat breaking out on her forehead. “My arm. My arm!”

Immediately Shadows sprang into action, at her side, helping her up.

“Well, we’ve got to set her arm. Everyone into the treatment room. JueJue! Get the supplies. Everyone else follow me!”

The others quietly followed her, while JueJue slipping away.

Once in the treatment room, everyone hung around awkwardly while Kay and Shadows set Stella up.

Cya and Soul were keeping an eye on Atlas and Snickie.

A few minutes passed, before Shadows exclaimed, “Where is that good for nothing intern?!”

There was a pause. No one wanted to go out and look for her.

“Maybe,” Snickie said. “Maybe we should just…”

“She’s probably gone,” Kay said. “We’ve gotta do what we can.”

So the remaining nurse and the head surgeon hooked Stella up to a monitor, and set about setting her arm.

Suddenly a blast of music sounded, playing an unfamiliar tune sounded.

There was a pause as the sound got louder, and finally Atlas pulled his phone out, looking at it with a frown.

“It’s for Stella.”

At his words, all of the phones in the room began blasting out the same song, in sync with each other.

“Oh God!” Cya shrieked, hands over her ears.

The others followed suit as the sound got higher in pitch, seeming more like an earsplitting scream, then an actual song.

Shadows realized that there was a sound along with the noise. A scream.

She glanced over and saw Stella, one of her arms limp and useless, unable to clamp her hands over her ears.

A trickle of blood dripped down on side of her face, her eyes screwed shut.

As the noise went up an octave, there was a shattering sound as the monitor exploded.

Everyone dived under cover, and the world went silent.

A few seconds passed before Snickie glanced up.

Stella lay motionless on the bed.

“G-guys,” she stammered.

Her words sounded muted, but Cya heard them and rushed over.

Stella’s face was frozen mid scream. Between her eyes was a shard of glass, shrapnel from the monitor.

“Oh dear god,” Cya whispered, hands over her mouth. “Guys,” she whispered to the others.

Soon they had all gathered round her bed. Shadows, using a pair of tweezers, pulled the glass shard out.

It had a distinct shape. Maybe a vase, or, if you turned it upside down, a keyhole.

“I can’t believe…” Snickie trailed off, staring in horror.

“Oh God, who’s gonna be next,” Soul whispered.

Kay turned around. “I’m gonna go get the note from the sponge cake. If we want clues, we’re gonna have to assemble the ones we’ve got.”

She turned and walked from the room, moving quickly, as to be on her own for the shortest possible time.

Then her voice rang out “Guys! Come quick, bring the glass.”

The four quickly ran into the staff room to see what was wrong.

It was fairly empty. The only person in there was Kay.

“What’s wrong?” Shadows asked. “There’s nothing in here but you.”

Kay nodded grimly. “Exactly. Where’s Dr. J?”

[cya6]

Voting ends Sunday at 8!

[Snickie]

Thought: was the stuff on the cake... jelly?

I still think it's Soul, mostly because this piece of text seems so ambiguous that I don't even know where to begin to look for evidence (though that could be because it's late and my mind is foggy on gluten), and she has the biggest stack of stuff going against her in my monster analyses. Looking back, it seems like the description of the cake is trying to describe the picture of the jar of soul jelly I made for Soul that currently sits in her signature under a spoiler tag. In case she removes it to prevent suspicion, here it is. And if that somehow gets removed from this post, it's on my dA account.

Of course, being the creator of said picture, plus the fact that at this point I'm downright accusing Soul now, I guess that puts me at suspicion too. -__-

Also:

It had a distinct shape. Maybe a vase, or, if you turned it upside down, a keyhole.

Or, if you turned it sideways, a fish thing. Which is what some people have called Soul's avatar. Coincidence? I think not.

[Atlas]

Or we could just go around looking for the biggest Kindgom Hearts fans in this game....

[Koneko on lyoko]

Snickies post makes a lot of sense, which basically means she pretty much said what I was going to
The only thing I picked up on that Snickie didn't was the fact that the cause of death was from the music this, time maybe the murderer has something to do with music? Or often talks about music related things?
From the evidence so far, I'd say my suspicions lie with either Soul or with Snickie because she often talks about music related stuff in the GC.

[Snickie]

I was still thinking about the last round with the cake when I wrote most of that. Like literally, I got done reading the latest round and was like, "...wait a second!" So I wasn't thinking too much about the music or anything. Though I wonder how Atlas knew the phone/song thing was for Stella.

You're right, it could be me with the music thing. But then why is the glass shard also mentioned? Technically it could have been either. Maybe the earsplitting music didn't kill Stella, but the glass shard from the monitor did.

[cya6]

Voting is closed!

Expect the next installation soon!

[Stella Luce 333]

“Well maybe- eep!” Stella gave a small shriek as she rocked her chair too hard and landed on her bad arm.

“Oh god, oh god!” She panted, eyes wide, a sweat breaking out on her forehead. “My arm. My arm!”

I just want to use my last post to say how perfect this scene is…That’s just like something that I would probably do!

[cya6]

Kay

Cya

Snickie 1

Atlas

Shadows 2

Soul 1



(As the cast grows ever smaller, the players scramble to find someone to blame. Their accusatory gaze settles on one, and another will leave. But are our actors correct in their accusations…)



There was silence. No one said anything. No one had anything to say. It seemed no matter what they tried, or what they did, people were dying.

Shadows gave a sigh, and sat down in one of the chairs.

Next to her, the visiting psychiatrist was pacing. “There’s nothing we can do. We’re just all gonna have to sit here and get picked off one by one.”

Soul glanced up at her sharply. “You seem awful content to do nothing.”

Cya froze, eyes wide. “Th-that’s not what I meant,” she stammered.

Her reaction caused Snickie to walk over. “Soul’s right. It is awful strange that the day you happen to show up is the day that all this happens. And now you’re telling us to quit?”

Cya’s eyes darted from side to side. “No! I-I didn’t say that, I-”

“Perhaps,” Kay said calmly, but with authority, “we shouldn’t jump to accusations.”

“I second that,” Atlas said, mildly.

Shadows stood up. “I disagree. It’s all very good and well for you visiting doctors and surgeons to come in and do what you want. Perhaps you might remember that my entire team is gone. Two vanished, one died. Any one of us could be next, and I, for one, am not going to sit around waiting for it to happen!” She fixed the room with a glare. “I say we look at our clues that we have, and make a deduction.”

“Well, I think it’s her,” Soul said after a few seconds, pointing at Cya.

The psychiatric shook her head frantically.

Shadows shrugged. “Well, she shouldn’t be here. I agree with Soul, for now.”

Snickie looked unsure, but finally shrugged. “Makes sense, I suppose.”

Kay took a step forward. “You three wait a minute. You don’t even have anything concrete you don’t-”

The three clearly weren’t listening. Soul took a step toward Cya.

This was all it took to send her running, screaming, out of the staff room.

Shadows took off after her.

There was silence.

Snickie and Soul both looked unsure about their decision.

Both were thinking the same. What if they had been wrong? What if someone died because of their paranoia?

Atlas checked his watch for the time.

“What time is it?” Kay asked.

“1:55.”

Time passed, with Atlas checking his watch, and silence in the rest of the ER department.

“I wonder what’s-” Snickie started, when Cya burst in, panting frantically.

She glanced around.

“Wh-wh-what happened?” She gasped.

Kay stood up, positioning herself between the Doctor, Secretary, and Patient.

“What do you mean, what happened?”

“Wh-wh-wh-where’s Sh-Shadows?”

“She was following you,” Snickie said.

Cya shook her head. “Can’t have been. I stopped just outside the door, no one was following.”

“So you killed her?” Snickie asked.

“No! She wasn’t there, she wasn’t-”

Suddenly there was a crack, and the whole hospital shook violently. The ceiling of the staff room trembled, and Snickie, Atlas, Kay, and Soul fled the room, with Cya still panting, limping behind.

Suddenly there was an enormous crack, and a pipe broke through the walls, pouring water into the halls.

The whole hospital seemed rock, and lurch, and soon the entire hall was sloped, making the hallway inclined at an increasingly steep angle.

“Oh god, oh god,” Soul muttered under breath. “Everyone, up here!”

The group ran up the sloped hallway, as the rooms below them filled with water.

They ducked into the room at top of the hall.

They ducked in, and Snickie slammed the door behind them.

Soon, however, water began trickling under the door, alarmingly fast.

At first they just watched, hoping the water would slow its filling.

After a minute or two, Atlas said, “Perhaps it would be wise to seek refuge somewhere… higher?”

At his words, the door burst in, with a torrent of water.

Quickly they scrambled on top of various things.

“Snickie and Kay jumped up on a bed.

Atlas was on a wooden desk, and Soul scrambled on top of a couch.

Cya, still exhausted, could barely swim to stay afloat.

She screamed, thrashing in the water, trying to stay afloat.

Soul’s eyes were huge, panicked. “I’m gonna go help her!”

“Soul, no,” Snickie said. “You’ll get pulled under!”

“It’s my fault she’s so tired, if I had stood up for her back there, she wouldn’t have had to run for her life, and then she wouldn’t be so tired!”

“O-open th… idow,” Cya gasped, trying to stay afloat.

“What?” Kay asked.

“O-o-open the-the window!” She panted.

“The window…” Soul said, frowning.

Then it clicked. “Open the window so the water gets out!”

Snickie just had opened the window when the water level reached the height of all the electronics in the room.

An electric shock ran through the water, causing a short, cut off scream from Cya, before all the water in the room rushed out the window, taking her lifeless body with it.

There was silence.

Kay stared at the open window that the water was still draining out of. It was a tall window, near the base of the room, so now that it was open, there was very little water left in the room.

“What do you think,” Snickie said after a minute. “Accident, or murder?”

The four remaining people stuck there heads out the door, looking down at the submerged hall. At the bottom, the pipe was busy releasing more water into the hall.

Around the pipe, the walls looked blackened, and the hole didn’t look like a crack.

It looked like an explosion.

“I’m gonna go with murder,” Atlas said.



Voting closes Sunday at 5!

[cya6]

guys!

Don't forget to vote! As the players less, each vote becomes more important!

Voting ends this evening!

[cya6]

Voting is closed!

I'll update as soon as I can!

[Atlas]

Darn it, missed this one.

[cya6]

Kay
Snickie
Atlas 1
Soul 1

(And we’re off!)

Soul stared at the flooded, destroyed hallway. Everything had gone wrong. It was just supposed to be a regular day, and now so many people had died and disappeared…
Snickie took a deep breath. “Right, so, murder. The whole world has been turned upside down by some insane freak, who keeps trying to kill people. Nothing makes sense. And who knows what’ll happen next?”
Kay took a deep breath. “We need to calm down-”
“WHAT GOOD HAS THAT DONE US!!!” Soul shrieked. “ALL WE’VE BEEN IS CALM. ALL WE’VE DONE IS NOT POINT FINGERS, SIT AROUND AND WAIT, AND WE’VE BEEN PICKED OFF ONE BY ONE!!”
Kay’s eyes narrowed, and she opened her mouth to speak, when Snickie spoke up.
“We need to get out of here. Tie a ton of tubes together and go out a window, or something. We need to get out.”
Atlas nodded, checking his watch again.
2:03.
“Sounds like a good plan to me,” he said. “We’d better hurry though. Those winds outside look fierce.”
So they set to work. Kay would turn off the electricity and Soul, who was the best swimmer, would make excursions to the other rooms.
There she would open the windows so that some of the water would drain, and take anything that could be tied together to make a long enough rope so that they escape out the window.
Snickie and Atlas would tie together the materials.
The process took a shorter time than they had at first worried, because Soul was able to find quite a long length of rope in a storage cupboard.
Within few minutes they had enough rope.
“I-I-I’m g-glad,” Soul said, her teeth chattering, whether from nerves or from the cold water, no one was sure.
Atlas checked his watch again. 2:07.
“Who’s going first,” Kay asked.
“The patients of course,” Soul said.
Atlas and Snickie exchanged glances.
Atlas smiled, stretching out his arm. “Ladies and children first,” he said to Snickie.
She bit her lip. “You guys come right after,” she said. “Also, I’m gonna tie the rope on this end. I don’t want anyone letting it go. This ward is 12 stories high, I am not falling.”
Kay nodded, and within a minute Snickie had secured the rope.
“I’m going down. I’ll call for help as soon as I get to the bottom.”
And she set down.
2:08
“I’m not convinced this rope can hold two people,” Atlas said. “I’ll wait…”
Snickie paused about ten feet down. She still had 110 feet to go. She let out a small whimper. “I’m never gonna make it! My hand hurts.”
“You have to keep going,” Kay encouraged. “Once you get down you can get help, and we’ll be fine, but if you stop, we’re all dead.”
Outside the wind began to blow harder than before, and Snickie gave a small scream as the rope blew back and forth.
“I can’t do this! I’m gonna let go, I’m gonna die! I have to go back up!”
“Just keep going,” Kay said, the same even tone to her voice. She had been in high stress situations where lives were at risk. It was her line of work, it happened every day for her. “So long as you hold on to the rope, you’re gonna be fine. Just keep going.”
Snickie gave a small nod and continued down, repeating to herself “Hold on, climb down, get help. Hold on, climb down, get help. Hold on, climb down, get hELP!” She gave a small shriek as the wind picked up even more fiercely.
She paused, 25 feet down. “Hey guys!” She yelled, her voice straining to climb above the wind. “Guys I was wondering!”
Soul leaned out. “Are you talking Snickie?”
“Guys, I was thinking! There have been earthquakes and explosions! WE SHOULDN’T NEED TO GET HELP, HELP SHOULD HAVE COME!!!”
There was a small silence among the group, with the wind picking up even more, to a deafening roar.
Suddenly an ear-piercing, blood-curdling scream rose above the roar.
Outside Snickie was flung around, fingers clinging desperately to the rope as she was tossed like a kite in a storm.
The roar intensified, and even her scream was drowned out.
“Oh my GOD!” Soul screamed. “Is that a tornado?!?!!?”
Atlas and Kay covered their faces with their hands, but they were able to see a large black funnel outside.
Snickie screamed again in terror, trapped 25 feet away from the door and nearly a hundred feet from the ground.
Suddenly, the rope snapped.
“SNICKIE, NO!!!” Kay shrieked, losing her calm manner, rushing to the window, futilely reaching out her hand as Snickie was torn away, plunged helplessly up the tornado.
Atlas grabbed Kay, pulling her away from the window, and he and Soul tore out of the room, running down the hallway to stay away from the windows.
They ducked into the windowless staff room, just in time to hear a crash as the door behind them collapsed.
The silence was deafening. So was the darkness.
A small light appeared as Atlas once again checked the time.
“2:14,” he said. “It’s time.”



(And voting ends Thursday at 8! I strongly suggest you all vote. If one more person leaves, you will no longer have the ability to vote off the murderer.)

[Koneko on lyoko]

Well....that was rather intense. The only piece of possible evidence i got was that soul was the one who leaned out the window before snickie was tossed about and died but thats it really :L
Anyway ill vote when i get home since im on my phone right now.

[Snickie]

That had to have been fun, flying around in a tornado. Wheeeeeeeee!!!!!!

Just sayin', the only sector where we've seen any weather is the Desert sector, and it was a tornado. And the only living person left here in the Desert Sector is Soul. -is totally taking advantage of her last post here-

Not sure what the time references were for.

But anyway. WAAAAHAHHHHHHH I'M DEAD. -dies and goes up to XL M&P heaven where there is Code Lyoko-

[Koneko on lyoko]

This isn't an accusation or anything to do with who I think the murderer is, but Atlas lasted a long time without being killed this time

[cya6]

I'm pushing this back another day, just to give people some more time...

[Snickie]

By the way, I know I'm dead and JueJue is gone, but I thought I'd drop this here...took me long enough. xD

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=notKtAgfwDA

[cya6]

Voting is (finally) closed.

Expect the new update soon!

[VGCats_Rocks]

( I know I'm not supposed to post here but, it's been (slightly more than) one month now. Just saying. )

[cya6]

[gah.
I wrote it, didn't like it, rewrote it, didn't like it. I'm sorry. It'll be up soon (hopefully by the end of the day) ]

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