Clue rpg

Ashe stood up carefully. "Everything seems so familiar. I just can't seem to remember. I only remember having a bad headache. I don't remember anything after or before that."
 
Ashe stood up carefully. "Everything seems so familiar. I just can't seem to remember. I only remember having a bad headache. I don't remember anything after or before that."

?_? "Ashe...uh.....do you want to lay down..? Or do you want me to get you a drink or something..?"
 
Ashe stood up carefully. "Everything seems so familiar. I just can't seem to remember. I only remember having a bad headache. I don't remember anything after or before that."

"Ashe, this is a game of sorts. we have to get out of this house. I'm not sure how you got a headache though... but maybe when you fell.." she murmured to herself.
 
ic: "In the basement..." Mark gasped, clutching his arm because it hurt and he wasn't being a drama queen because most people with broken arms and legs did not simply sit on the floor and smile! "My father has a collection of wooden canes...I'm sure if I-I place my arm in right it'll serve as a-a sling, too..."
 
ic: "In the basement..." Mark gasped, clutching his arm because it hurt and he wasn't being a drama queen because most people with broken arms and legs did not simply sit on the floor and smile! "My father has a collection of wooden canes...I'm sure if I-I place my arm in right it'll serve as a-a sling, too..."

ooc: I still say you're a drama queen.

ic: "We've already splinted your arm and leg. Jadie, can you get him one of the canes?"
 
"Oh no... We have to get out of here. I remember... I fainted. And while I was unconscious, I saw something. I guess it was a dream. Everybody well almost everybody....was well.....dead. There was a guy... Yes, him... Mark.. He was fighting an older man...with magic...and he was protecting somebody... I don't remember who though. We can't let this come true..."
 
"Well now all we've got are questions." Lily looked at Mark. "Can you explain how we all got thrown into the foyer like this?"
ic: "My father's magic is regenerating," Mark breathed, sliding the cane into the crook of his arm. "You need to find an escape this time...if you don't...if you can't by tomorrow night, you'll all be dead. You've got to work to get out of here, using each of your gifts."
 
Is that quote in your signature from Night at the Museum?

ooc:haha probably. only know that 'cause we're best friends... I shoud know 'cause I jsut saw it but I really don't know...

omg I'm so happy it's livd and sorry for leaving so sudden the other night.. about got caught haha...

ic:
"But.. I don't exactly have a 'power'." Charlie told Mark.
 
ooc: OH YEAH! haha sorry about that!!!

ic: "Charlie, maybe your power is honesty. You have been honest and loyal to all of your friends here. Maybe that is your power."

ooc: I'm so glad I'm that memorable! lol

ic:
"um... not exactly..." Charlie said quietly while staring at the floor. Charlie knew she wasn't completly honest the whole time here.
 
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