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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 9:11 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 5:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 4:07 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 2:46 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 10:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 9:20 pm
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My idea is as follows: It was a dark and stormy night... That is how the story is usually told, in a deep mysterious voice giving off the premonition of the ill things to come. However, our story starts in the early morn', in an old apartment complex on the edge of town.
At this residence, there resides fourteenpeople, twenty two cats, three mid-sized sport utility vehicles, and a donkey, all arriving in that precise order.
You see, old Mrs. Flannagan first arrived, who owns eight cats altogether, with her now deceased husband, Godfrey. Her sister moved in to comfort her after his passing, God rest his soul. Her name is Mrs. Topplehat, and she owns fourteen cats. They live in a quaint pink painted flat on the bottom level, where their apartment gives off the distinct odor of cat n** and moth balls.
The next to move in was the present landlord, Mr. Montgomery, who served in the Military and now lives the quiet life. He keeps to himself in the apartment across from Mrs. Flannagan and Mrs. Topplehat, the sisters.
Above the cat sisters is Miss Gretchen von Gruber, a mad old thing who thinks that her room is infested with bats. She lives with her son, a middle aged round man going by the name of Neal. He cooks the dinner for the entire household.
Next to them and above Mr. Montgomery lives a single man, Peter Hodgens, who works out of his room. He is a IT person for a local lawyer's office, Johnson and Treebell, est. 1872. Peter is a very shy man, but is also a great storyteller and musician.
On the wings of the first two floors lie the Kitchen, Dining Hall, the Pool Room, and both Male and Female bathrooms.
Above the Kitchen and the Dining Hall is the residence of one Miss Patricia del Foyer, a pretty woman with long red hair and rather attractive freckles, who spends most of her day out, working at her job as a waitress. She grew up going to Peter Hodgen's school, but not much is known about their relationship, but it isn't serious, at least to one party.
Over Mr. Montgomery and across from Miss Foyer lives the Chans, A happy Chinese couple living with their daughter, Ting, who is now eight. Mr. Chan works a desk job while Mrs. Chan stays home and does the housekeeping. Rumor has it that they are refugees, and that they had to flee because they were discovered as traitors to their homeland.
Across from the Chans and over Crazy ol' Gruber lives Javier. Javier is a rapid speaking Hispanic who loves to strum his old guitar and watch mexican soap operas all day. Although he is growing older, he still likes to go out on runs everyday. Living there with him is his Grandson, Pablo, who attends a nearby university. He is only around at night, to sleep.
Next to Javier is a sad old man named Hank. Formerly living a quiet life in the country, Hank is spending his remaining days as a squat old man who likes to sit in his squashy chair and reminisce of the old days. He had a wife, who died of age, and is waiting to join her.
The last residence of the apartment complex lives with the donkey, Helga. He is a mysterious man who takes care of the lawn and the flowers. Some say that he is a murderer in hiding. Others say that he is insane and thinks that the donkey is his wife. All we know is that his name is Wolfric, and that he enjoys to wear brown colored shirts.
The three sport utility vehicles belong to Miss Foyer, the Chans, and Pablo. On Sundays, the women go grocery shopping while the men go out and bowl, drink, or set up a barbecue on the back porch. It is on a particularly sunny Sunday where our story begins...
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 9:30 pm
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It was, as was stated previously, sweltering hot, and Miss Foyer had a brilliant idea to take an outing to the pool. All of them readily agreed to go, all except for poor Peter Hodgens, who was overworked with creating a new website for the law group, and Wolfric, whom no one wanted to approach. The twelve of them loaded up and left, enjoying a fine day at the pool. They ate lunch there and stayed, until everyone, except for the little Chan girl, was exhausted. Arriving at the house, they all enter to find it in the exact same manner as it was left.
The next morning, the apartment awoke to the screams of the cat sisters. Congregating around Peter Hodgins room, they all discovered the man dead in his bed, foam still hanging over his lips. Fearing that the police would arrest all of them, they decide to congregate in the pool room to discuss what happened. Mr Montgomery hired a Private Investigator, who arrived shortly after, declaring that the Peter was murdered, as bruises were found around his neck and poison residue on his lips. The PI then confined the residents to their respective rooms, interrogating each one in turn.
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 2:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 10:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 8:44 pm
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