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[Why everybody blonde? ;___________; What about that strand of brown hair I found? Shall blame it on Joanne ._______. Oh and Ren, why you no post? QAQ] As everyone introduced themselves, Gracie looked around the room, searching for the dark brown similar to the hair strand she found last night. It was not hard, as half the room was blonde, and Joanne stood out with her height anyways. Gracie whispered her discovery to Kevin, who looked at Joanne and gave a small nod. All the guests claimed that they didn't know Ms.Scarlet before, though a few diverted their eyes when they said it, as if they couldn't believe in their own lies--particularly a woman named Em, though it was most likely because she was jittery. A woman named Misaki gave some clues to the cause of Ms.Scarlet's death and explained about the bloodstained statue she found in a drawer. After everyone made their introductions, Gracie and Kevin decided to excuse themselves to take a look around the house. Gracie showed Kevin around the house, having memorized the location of every door and what they led to. The only rooms that they have yet to explore were the attic (of which the opening was too high to reach...) and the basement, or at least what was most likely the basement, as the mysterious door was painted shut. Before long, the night once again blanketed the giant mansion. The full moon reflected off the unblemished snow, and the scene would have been the perfect muse were it not the reason everyone's life was in jeopardy. Dinner was eating in mostly silence, broken only when the clock chimed at 9 and when Misaki walked out the dining room (with her crutches, though it was unknown how she obtained the injury). Gracie finally bored of poking at her food and stared out the window... [sorry, I suck at writing conclusions ._______________. somebody help me?? What does Gracie see?]

Annabel Lee <3

[You're the best <33]

[Moho: Can you please add everyone's profile/bio to the first post? It's rather annoying to have to keep switching pages to see people's descriptions =X ]

Gracie and Kevin were guided to a room with a bunk bed which they were going to sleep in for the night. Although she was eager to solve the case, she was also exhausted from the long drive and fell asleep within minutes. In the morning, she was far from her best mood after sleeping in such uncomfortable clothing, and she also seems to have caught a cold. Tired and sick, she got down from the top bunk and nudged her brother awake. They got themselves cleaned up and walked down to the living room. While preparing themselves some breakfast from what they could find in the cabinets, a loud voice boomed through the hallways. "It appears you are in a state of confusion. If you fail to find Mrs.Scarlet's killers, great misfortune will fall on you all..." Kevin gripped Gracie's hand tightly at that. The voice continued, "Since you haven't found any suspects, you must vote for a punishment that your group will suffer. You can choose from Forced Participation, Madhouse, and Bad Accident," and then it went silent. Still holding hands, the siblings proceeded to vote.

I think she meant Alice/Abyss namemerge

I...should not be up right now...

[About time I posted...] For some reason, both Gracie and Kevin received an invitation to a certain Anne Scarlet's birthday one week ago. Although they did not know who Ms.Scarlet was, they were curious and decided to attend. Mr. and Mrs.Shinn, knowing that they'd be fine by themselves, allowed them to go alone, leaving them a number in case of emergencies. Gracie was just walking around the mansion after she finished her dinner, creating a mental blueprint of the manor, when the lights suddenly flickered out. A scream pierced the air and Gracie's heart jumped when she felt someone brush past her. When the lights came back on, Gracie found herself to eye level with Ms.Scarlet, who was hanging from the ceiling, dead. She hurried downstairs to try and locate Kevin, stopping for a second to look at her left arm and finding a strand of dark brown hair. She picked it up with a handkerchief and stuffed it into her purse. Gracie found Kevin in the front of the crowd gathered around the body and was explained to about the situation. A minute later, they were ushered away by a tall man and told to stay close to an adult at all times. Gracie only had to take one look at Kevin to know he was thinking the same thing as her: they must find the truth behind this bloody birthday.

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Copypasta ~ "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Take a picture with your phone or camera of an object that you consider art, or an object that has important meaning to you right now. Post your picture to Twitter under the hashtag: #art4me. Add a caption briefly describing your object and why it is important to you, or why you consider it to be art. We will then see how far this project will travel! Ms. Gross and Mr. Olsen’s students will be adding their own pictures this week and spreading the word using social media." So yeah, I'm part of that class, and now you stalkers know my school... Anyhow, if you have a Twitter, join this (we're kinda having a friendly competition to see who can get pictures from the most countries xD, so make sure you add @AiSuigetsu!) If you don't have a Twitter or are not comfortable with using your own, send the picture link to me and I shall post it under your name and location (general?). Let's make this go viral :DD

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