Murder Mystery (OPEN)

Garrison shrugged. "Arity decided to kill someone and let the others take the blame." He was on high alert. "Where's a detective when you need one?"

Mona frowned at the hand. "Why would someone hide the body under the dining room table…its so obvious…"

“Maybe its what they wanted, to be found,” Bailen whispered.

Name: Ernesto Amor
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Personality: He's laid back, likes to make friends, prankster, naïve, will be suspicious of people who are nice to him due to past experience
Appearance: (He's Hispanic) tannish skin, short and messy black hair, brown eyes
Other: Has a Spanish accent, speaks Spanish sometime, especially when he's frightened/nervous/scared

"Possibly." She quit looking at the hand. She was getting squeamish.

(Does this work?)

"Something's not right." Arity stated, looking down. "Why would someone kill him?"
Garrison chuckled. "You have to play the innocent card, don't you?"
"I'm not 'playing' innocent! I didn't do it!" She protested.

(Does this work?)

(Perfectly. Just jump in whenever you're ready.)

“I believe her,” Bailen said. “You wouldn’t want to find the body if you’d killed it, too much suspicion.”

"That's what you would think. It's one big charade." Garrison huffed. "You guys don't know shit."
(I'm just going to add that you can swear in this chat.)

Name: Jenna "Sherlock" Holmes
Age: (16-21) 21, but nearly 22
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pan
Personality: Very secretive, but a journalist at heart. She can name what the person has for a job, what their girlfriend/boyfriend thinks of them, and their financial situation by just one glance.
Appearance: Two outfits: A sleeveless red dress and heels or a black suit and trench coat with gloves for investigating and boots for running in. Long brown hair, blue eyes, tall and slender.
Other: Works as a consulting detective, ever since she read Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's works she decided to take on the title. Has an AI she carries around named Christie. (Agatha Christie). Had heard rumors of a murderer and decided she would investigate.

(But the babies….and the grandmas….)

(Perfect!)

Jenna ran into the room. "Who has died?" she asked, she had only just heard the scream. (I want people to suspect her, since nobody knew someone had died until the body was found and nobody told Jenna)

(But the babies….and the grandmas….)

(I doubt that there are babies on a writing website. And no one has to curse if they don't want to.)

Jenna ran into the room. "Who has died?" she asked, she had only just heard the scream. (I want people to suspect her, since nobody knew someone had died until the body was found and nobody told Jenna)

(Sounds good.)

(Ok!)
Ernesto ran to where he had heard the scream, Darn all these long hallways! he thought. He ran into the room where he assumed the scream had originated and saw a crowd of people. He looked at the group to see what they were all talking about, and saw the dead body, "¡Ay caramba! ¡¿Qué es esto?!" he screamed, the color draining from his face.
(Translations: ¡Ay caramba! ¡¿Qué es esto?! = Oh my goodness! What is this?!

(But the babies….and the grandmas….)

(I doubt that there are babies on a writing website. And no one has to curse if they don't want to.)

(Okay, so I had been wondering about whether or not swearing was allowed.)

(Bro I was joking…actually I was referencing….)

"Good people, step back. Let me take a look." she said.

"No visible cause of death."

Mona squinted at this new comer. "Who are you?"

Garrison looked over to Jenna. "Who are you, an off-brand Sherlock?" he insulted. Clarista glared at Garrison. "And we already know Arity did it."
"I did no such thing!" Arity protested.
Clarity was watching the two argue. "Thomas. He was my best friend." she offered.

"Jenna Holmes, consultant detective. No visible signs of death, other than that they appear to have choked on their own vomit."

(Bro I was joking…actually I was referencing….)

(I'm so sorry I ruined your reference! I understand how frustrating that is….)

"Like Freddie Mercury?"

"Okay, how well did everyone know him?" she asked, no beating around the bush.

(;D Its okay)

"And who the flap is Freddy Mercury?"

"I knew him from the hall yesterday I bumped into him."