We All Know What We'd Do...
_It had all started seven hours ago. We arrived at the Black house to attend the party of Reginald Black, who was celebrating his trip into the heart of…
This is a re-hashing of a challenge I posted when I first joined Ficly--sometime long ago, a date I can't remember--before I realized that people need more than a week to respond to challenges. Therefore, with renewed vigor, and anticipation at the verbal massacres I know you geniuses can come up with, I issue the challenge again: Kill Someone. Not just anyone, mind you, but a character of the game Clue. More so, the character must be killed by another character with an available weapon of the game. Setting is left up to the writer. The only stipulation is a death, a weapon, and a motive. The players: Miss Scarlet, Col. Mustard, Mrs. White, Mr. Green, Mrs. Peacock, Professor Plum. The weapons: Candlestick, Dagger, Lead Pipe, Revolver, Rope, Wrench. Oh, the places we'll go.
_It had all started seven hours ago. We arrived at the Black house to attend the party of Reginald Black, who was celebrating his trip into the heart of…
“Why did you not tell me that my mother was here?!” Josephine Scarlett storms in, furious as John Boddy has ever seen her. “My mother and uncle loved Patricia…
A beautiful young woman paced irritably between pale marble angels that lined the stone walkway. Many had been worn down by life leaving little more than the…
“Professor, you must have a childish and greedy sweet-tooth” Miss Scarlet grated. “You can’t seem to keep your hand out of my candy dish. There doesn’t seem to…