Murder Mystery Party

Sgt. Defuzz, aka Lisa, the thrower of this party. Her eyes didn't really glow red like that... unless you pissed her off.

Susie, the reporter, in all her glory. This is also Lisa's roommate. I spent the majority of the time evesdropping on her conversations, cause she seemed to actually know what the hell she was doing.

Genevieve, the jilted lover of murder victim number one. Turns out she was an illegal alien as well

This here is Tom Peepers, the Peeping Tom (clever word play, no?) and lawyer for the two dead guys. Now this is my friend Tim, and he was playing a complete pervert. It was grand.

Ruby, the neice and heir to the two brother's fortune. This girl was so in character that to this day I have no idea what her real voice sounds like

Mary, the maid. She was quite fond of the butler.. and who can really blame her? But in typical girl fashion, she was in a "relationship" with some other guy. Girls...

Rex, the Docter. He's selling heroine on the side, and was about to get turned in. So after investingating the first murder, he commits another in the same manner, hoping the cops would think it was the same killer.

And this would be the Butler. And yes, Ladies, He's available.

Cookie was the accountant for the two murdered men. She didn't really dress the part all that much.

Tony the Knife. He was a poker player/gambling debt collector.

We're supposed to be collecting alabis and so forth at this point.

Tom Peepers is saying something of importance. A good majority of the conversations consisted of random smalltalk followed by reading straight from your personal information sheet

He's dead, Jim.

I'm really wondering why I never grabbed any of this green drink...

Eventually, we started to cheat, more or less giving away anything important we knew about ourselves or others.

I think this is when the whole Soviet Spy theme was brought up again. No one really believed it was part of the actual storyline besides me and cookie, and since I was instructed not to say anything about it [me being the spy and all], it just made people think Cookie was making it up [i.e. drunk], which I found quite funny.

We then returned to the living room, to get our final instructions.

Here we're all deciding who we think dunit.

And here we find out how it actually went down

And with that, we're finished.

A final group shot with the deceased.