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U: Ultra

Am: Amethyst

V: Vespa

F: Foxboy

SRW: SomeRandomWizard

L: Lightning

D: Darren

M: Minty

N2: Nightmaric2

J: Judie (my oc, replaced Liza with her)

Pr: Purplex

B: Bastian

Pu: Pummy

AL: Alex

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L: W-wait.. So you're saying that... In order to frame Foxboy for the murd-der... They drugged him with sleeping drugs!?

U: That does make the most sense, yes. It would explain the white particles we found in his glass from the evening party.

Am: Ooh...sounds like a script from a 70s detective flick.

P e h !

Whoever put the bullseye on Liam's forehead is one classy son of a b🥖ch!

J: T-thats hardly funny mr Giode...

M: It also explains why Foxboy's dorm room was unlocked.

U: Right, so-

F: R- RICHT! I'm too paranoid N O T to lock my door! W-which means i'm off the hook, ja..?

N2: Not so fast kiddo.

F: E E P !

N2: You have the most solid motive and the most SHIT alibi between all of us! I'VE GOT MY EYE ON YOU!!!!

U: G-guys!-

Pr: S-STOP SCREAMING! My ears are too fragile for brutes like you!

AL: Scan complete! The NEGATIVITY meter in this room is over %79 ! My advice would be to cheer up by listening to my beautiful stario!

U: A-Ale-

V: If someone doesn't shut off that gremlin tin can i swear there will be blood. Or uhh, oil - you know what i mean.

B: This chaotic enviroment reminds me of my vigilante days... The confused screaming of the innocent and the evil.. The cries of helpless bystanders.. THE NEVER ENDING MASSACRE OF TH-(bla bla bla)

[Everyone discussing]

D: S I L E N C E .

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D: Don't you cretins understand that this is no game? Our necks are on the line, yet you all do nothing but whine and bitch around or talk absolute nonsense. The culprit is lurking between us, laughing. Laughing at your STUPIDITY.

AL: N-now now mr Stirigana, that is no polite way of talking to your cl-

D: "Classmates" ..?

Tch.

Tchahahha.

Phhwehhheheh. PHAHAHHAHA!

Alex, kiddo. Do you truly belive that i, Darren Stirigana, care for your well being..? You could rot in a garbage truck and i wouldn't give a flying f××k.

I care for only 3 people in this world:

Me, myself and i.

Unless you have facts, clues or evidence to present at this table, shut your pieholes and let the useful people speak. For your own good.

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SRW: Couldn't have said it better, Stirigana...

U: [Did.. did Darren just.. help me..?]

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TO BE CONTINUED