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OK. There are numerous copies of the rules posted in the various Wink Murder topics, so go and find one of them before Friday.
Why did the vector cross the road?
It wanted to be normal.
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Please sign me up to play too Mathsy!
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The murderer has been assigned, so MathsIsFun had better start boarding up his house again.
Why did the vector cross the road?
It wanted to be normal.
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And I had just removed the last nail, too. Silly me.
"The physicists defer only to mathematicians, and the mathematicians defer only to God ..." - Leon M. Lederman
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ha
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oh no whats that it looks like capital letters BIG ones it just so happens that they are 10ft tall oh no argh I scream run for it to late I am now dead
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Now that jU's died so many times, I don't know whether to believe it. But her name does say winked, so either the murderer is a mod, or a mod has seen jU's death and believed it. And I don't get jU's post. What's with the 'capital letters BIG ones it just so happens that they are 10ft tall' bit?
Oh... Rod didn't die first, either. Hmm.
Last edited by justlookingforthemoment (2005-12-03 09:52:05)
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That was me. I don't know whether she was properly murdered or not, but I put it there anyway.
Why did the vector cross the road?
It wanted to be normal.
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Gah. Even in death her grammar is appaling.
Boy let me tell you what:
I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too.
And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
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And even in criticism his spelling is appaling.
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... that was a creative death scene - crushed by 10 foot high capital letters. Forums can be dangerous places.
"The physicists defer only to mathematicians, and the mathematicians defer only to God ..." - Leon M. Lederman
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As I walk down the dark, gloomy street, I can hear footsteps behind. I swivel my head, turning just enough to take a peek behind. It is pitch black, with no moon, and I see nothing.
More footsteps, louder, more penetrating, as if getting closer. But as I turn, once again, to check my surroundings, there is nothing there. Must be my imagination. The dark does that to you. Makes you scared of things which aren't there. A tiny movement looks like a murderer. A flashing light could be police, coming after you. A slight breeze could be a stranger's heavy breathing on your shoulder. I can still feel something coming, but don't look.
Almost there now. To my house. It's just around the corner. This time I turn, and see a flicker of movement, but too late to do anything about it. I can feel something severing all my fingers, each one a blinding, searing pain. There is nothing I can do, as I feel myself being knocked to the ground. Now an extremely heavy object pins to the ground, paralysing me from the shoulders down. I can see no sign of any other human life, just deep blackness surrounding and engulfing me. There aren't even any stars tonight, as if mocking me.
In the morning, when they find me, a young girl comes across two sheets of paper tucked into my right jacket pocket. One reads:
'The punctuation is coming.'
The other:
'I owe you 100 Australian Dollars. Signed, The Murderer.' The note ends with a lavish scrawl of a signature.
This is not the only strange thing. As I lie there, on the cold hard concrete, I am surrounded by what looks to be question marks. Five of them, made out of black hooked planks, and small round discs, circle my figure. Later, the investigators will find that one of these discs was sharply thrown and sliced off my fingers, and the hooked plank was used to hold me down on the ground. But I will never know. I am dead.
Last edited by justlookingforthemoment (2005-12-03 20:24:56)
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nice death
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Oh! Um... you too!
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I guess Zach. If this is still going as Mathsyperson says "Solved"
Friends are angels who lift our feet when our own wings have trouble remembering how to fly
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Yes. We're still going. The solved thing is from the last game. And I'll let Zach answer himself.
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Well, duh.
Boy let me tell you what:
I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too.
And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
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Yay!! I got the murderer!!
Friends are angels who lift our feet when our own wings have trouble remembering how to fly
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And you got the nice little 'solved' banner.
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I know!! It's so cool!!
Friends are angels who lift our feet when our own wings have trouble remembering how to fly
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Hmph, I like saying Hmph.
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Is Wink Murdur happening anymore?
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It can happen if people want it to happen. If everyone is in favour of starting a new game, I will organise it...
...Wink Murder, anyone?
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Le wink.
Boy let me tell you what:
I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too.
And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
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I will like to play
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