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 Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 11:48 am
Mr. Rogers looked around-That voice, he'd never heard it before-and now it was accusing him and his poor wife?! He descretly looked at a book entitleing what to do in a situation like this.
"Everybody CALM-down, this is obviously a bad joke and rest assuered nobody here is guilty of any of these acuzations"
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 1:07 pm
Anthony frowned and shifted from one foot to the other. "Well, of course we're not guilty! It would be ridiculous to think that," he said. "Damn I need a drink." He went back to the bar and downed his forgotten drink in one movement.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 1:25 pm
After Vera felt assured that Mrs. Rogers was alright, she walked back out into the main room, and took a good, long look at the figurines. She didn't quite understand why, but their metal faces felt cold on her, especially the one on the very right edge. Then she shrugged it off as best as she could, and returned to the bar to see what she could do about her dress. Probably nothing but get changed and wash it later, but she should do her best to scrub it out. Nothing she could do about the carpet. At least it was more or less the same color, and just looked like a water spill.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 3:48 pm
Sir Lawrence smiled in relief when Mrs. Rogers was alright and then he helped her up and brought her out to the other room. He laid he down softly on the couch and looked around the room at everyone else... they all had different expressions which proved who was guilty and who was not. He then noticed that Ms. Brent was not present, so he ran up the stairs and knocked on her door. He then grabbed her hand and dragged her down the stairs with the others. He would talk to them all right now and he would find out some answers. He suddenly started to talk in a authoritative voice, "Whoever it is who has invited us here, that person has taken the trouble to find out a great deal about us... and out of his or her knowledge concerning us, he or she has made certain definite accusations. It would be best if we were open with each other and explain why each of our names were given such accusations..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 4:14 pm
Sir Lawrence looked around at the silent room and sighed, "I will go first then, I guess. I was accused of the murder of a Mr. Edward Seton... he was on trial for the murder of an elderly woman. He defended himself quite well and impressed the jury... but, none the less, he was clearly guilty of this crime. I sentenced him to death for it, but an appeal for his life was formed on the grounds of misdirection. The appeal was dismissed and the man was duly executed. My conscience is perfectly clear on the matter..." He sat down on one of the chairs and waited for the next person to talk.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 4:40 pm
Sir Lawrence looked around... still no answers... so he stood up and walked over to Davis, "I wish to return to the question I had asked you earlier... there was no Mr. Davis on that recording and a 'Mr. William Blore' is missing apparently... so what have you got to say about that, sir?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 4:42 pm
Mrs. Rogers looked up at her husband, Thomas Rogers, and sighed. She had never seen him so upset or worried, so it slightly concerned her. She stared right into his eyes and said, "Thomas..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 6:48 pm
After not getting an answer from Davis, he came to the conclusion that Davis was William Blore. He looked away and turned to the others, "Does anyone else care to tell us why they were possibly accused? I am not saying that anyone here is guilty, I just wish to know why each of you are here and why each of you were accused?" He then looked down at Mrs. Rogers, "Did you turn the recording on?"
Mrs. Rogers nodded lightly, still feeling quite weak, "Yes, it was... but I was only following the orders given to me by the Owens sir..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 7:05 pm
Vera couldn't speak up at this point in time. It had, actually, been her fault that the boy in her care had died. She had let him swim out to sea. Her 'attempts' to catch him were more or less false.
((Also, I have to go to bed now. I have Nazi parents...>.> well, it is 10:00 PM here.))
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 7:13 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 3:23 am
((Wow you really like talking to yourself Hopeful.))
Wiliam sighed, knowing that the truth was out there now. However he was severly disgruntled by this 'Owens' character that had accused them each of the crimes. "Question one, Who is this 'the Owens', madam Rogers?" he asked curious about this man that seemed as mysterious as himself.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 3:47 am
(it get bored sometimes and there's nothing else to do at times... so yeah lol XD)
Mrs. Rogers looked over at William Blore when he asked her about the Owens. She shrugged lightly, "I have never met the Owens personally, my husband and I were hired through letters. We came here less than a week ago sir..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 8:35 am
Emily was on the third chapter of the bible when the voice came over the intercom,and she nearly fell of her chair in fright.She stomped down the stairs into the bar,where everyone was having a drink."What is the meaning of this?Who dares accuse an old woman like me of murder,I demand to see the manager of this Inn immediately!"She shouted over the talks,hoping someone would notice her.She didn't know how this voice had known that she had caused the suicide of that young pregnant girl,but she wasn't going to admit it,at least not right now.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 12:40 pm
Mr. Rogers thought carefully. "Why don't we all explin anything that might make us anywhere near the people we were accused of killing-that might lead to something"
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:25 pm
Sir Lawrence looked back and noticed that Ms. Emily Brent seemed very upset with these accusations. He thought for a moment about this and answered her, "The owners are apparently not here from what I can tell... We are just getting to the bottom of it, Ms. Brent... Please, sit down and settle yourself. It will be easier if we all just calm down and say anything we know of the accusations given to each of us and anything about the 'U.N. Owens'..."
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