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Mollie getting no votes also surprised me. I thought she was people's main suspect. :suspect:
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Phew!
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LemonJam
You received... 1 stab in the dark. |
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Well done Lee, killer.
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someone needs to get over this vendetta srsly.
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Novo
You received... 1 stab in the dark. |
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Niall
You received... 1 stab in the dark. |
Looks like me and Roy have been ambushed
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Who is left? Roy, Marc, Doogle and Locke?
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Marc
You received... 1 stab in the dark. |
i feel victimised
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ha2, who suspected Marc.
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ouch.
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some very clever/stupid person :suspect:
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Locke.
You received... 1 stab in the dark. |
Locke.
You received... 1 stab in the dark. |
Roy Mars III
You received... 1 stab in the dark. |
...and then five more.
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Doogle
You received... 1 stab in the dark. |
:joker:
That was mean, Shaun. Poor Roy. |
When faced with the fact that the overwhelming majority of his fellow detectives assumed him to be the killer just 4 days ago, Robert laughed it off as he was presented with a revealing clue. As a kind of revenge towards his colleagues, he kept this information secret and instead supplied the others with a decoy - but when presented with that twist, the others reacted harshly. So when the opportunity came again, Damien, Adrian, Harriet, Iris, Omar and Faye all went for the same answer: Robert. Handcuffing him, Robert didn't bother to protest innocence and knew that the detectives' pack mentality would never have given him a fair chance. A lack of evidence to warrant arrest assured him that he'd be able to walk the streets again some day, and so he stepped into the police van voluntarily. Sirens flashing, the escort vehicle sped along the city highways, weaving in and out of traffic with care. Robert hummed S Club 7's "Reach" whilst he observed a motorcade forming around him. 3 blacked out BMWs obstructed each and every direction, so as to make sure no one could ram them off-road. The problem wasn't an immediate attack, however: perched atop the same block of flats that Iris had survived, the killer settled down and found themselves a steady position. Robert's escort in the front seat received something on his earpiece and immediately gestured for the driver to swerve, but before he could comply, the windshield was cracked by a small bullet, and the next thing he noticed was Robert's brain matter splatting the back of his head. R.I.P. Robert :( |
I hope you're all happy :idc:
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How dare someone stab me in the dark :nono:
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