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FaLaLaLaLa Foul Play (99 words)
Oh, how I love Christmas murder mystery! Tonight, we’re doing FaLaLaLaLa Foul Play, and I’m playing Bad Elf 1.
Before we start, we munch on potluck goodies while Miss Emery offers beverages. She hands Stu his dirty martini. When he sips, his eyes widen, face slackens, then the lights go out.
Nice touch, Miss Emery.
(Why do people speak in excited whispers in the dark?)
Someone’s gasping breathlessly.
Someone’s hand clutches my bare leg.
I scream.
“She’s…killed…me.”
So realistic. Kudos.
The hand goes limp.
My foot tingles where the martini splashed.
Oh. Well. That can’t be good, can it?
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Sascha Darlington
What will they find when they turn on the lights? Hmmmm…
lol…good question!
This game is deadly… I’m not playing!
But it’ll be fun. Someone might even cook up a bunny. 🙂
Thanks, Dale! 🙂
Buahahah! Considering that I made “bunny” ragu tonight… 😉
😀
oooo – wondering what is going on – (and love the dinner theatre)
Thank you for reading. And thank you for the picture. It’s taken us in all kinds of directions! 🙂
my pleasure – and it is so fun when R uses a picture. not sure if you have submitted any to her, but it is fun because you never know if or when they will show up –
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Wait till she finds out what she had actually been drinking in the dark 🙂
Ut oh! That sounds like another story in the making. Thank you! 🙂
That moment when you wonder if the fiction is true is a moment of blinding light and sheer madness
and fun. Don’t forget the fun. 🙂 Thanks, Neil!
A dirty martini! this is a serious ‘Who Dun It game, I wonder whose turn it will be next week. the circle of players must diminish as time passes…or have I missed the point?
While I hadn’t intended that, in my first writing I did call it the Agatha Christie Christmas Party (which had to go because it was too many, inessential words), but we do know the mysteries she wrote.
In my mind, it was just the usual murder mystery party gone wrong.
But what’s in my mind doesn’t matter if the reader interprets it in a different way.
Is this beginning to sound like a blog post? lol
Murder Mystery just got serious! 🙂
Yes! A real murder to solve.
Thanks, Iain!
This made me laugh, Sascha, from the title right through to the splashed martini.
Waste of good olives.
It is! That’s worth murdering for alone. 🙂
Thanks, CE!
Pot luck goodies leads me to believe another casualty may be on the way. Nice fun!
There is that. You don’t know how many grudges could have been made throughout the year. Ho Ho Ho Homicide upcoming!
Thanks, Sandra! 🙂
Almost laughing at the scenario… could it be a christmas edition of the old-time favorite “Clue” game… or something more sinister…. Love it! 🙂 <3
Yep, you go to a murder mystery party thinking it’s going to be one thing and then it goes lopsided.
Thank you, Jelli! 🙂
Sounds like most of the parties I’ve gone to… never quite how it’s billed to be.
And then there were nine…
Yes, Agatha rules!
Thank you, Nobbin! 🙂
Sometimes the play is entirely too realistic. Good one. 🙂
Thank you, Alice!
Why are people dying on Christmas?
When else would they do it?
Thank you! 🙂
It sounds like this year Miss Emery is taking it to the next level 🙂
Yep, not satisfied to play a regular murder mystery game.
Thank you! 🙂
Murder can be funny as you’ve just proved! Someone call Poirot!
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Indeed! Thank you so much, Keith! 🙂
Dear Sascha,
The bad elves are out in force. FalalalalaFunny.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you, Rochelle! I’m thinking a sequel. 🙂
Such a deadly game!
Evidently this time it was!
Thank you, Lisa! 🙂
Scary. And chilling.
Thank you for reading, Linda! 🙂
Miss Emery may have dispensed the drink – but did she add the poison? I suspect the Stage Manager – or Props – or…well, actually more or less the whole cast had access to the props table.
Fun story, Sascha!
Thanks, Penny. Actually my intention is that it was one of those role-playing murder mystery games so there would probably be fewer options for the murderer.
I appreciate your reading! 🙂
This was fun – and a great title 🙂
Thank you so much! 🙂
What great cover for a murderer and a sorry waste of a martini. Glad I wasn’t invited as I suspect there is more in store for the party goers. Nicely done.
Thank you so much, Jo.
And, who knows, maybe he just passed out over the bad quality of the gin. 🙂
Oh! Perhaps this game has gone a step too far. Love it!
Someone always has to raise the stakes….and olives!
Thanks, Alicia! 🙂
I think the game’s up… it could be an excellent coverup
It very well could be. Maybe there’s a new year’s plot in store.
And, thank you, Bjorn! 🙂
Real life murder mystery, the perfect crime. Great stuff
And where were you when the lights went out? Yep, you almost expect Columbo to walk in….do you know Columbo?
I’m aware of his work, and used to have a Mac similar to his when I was a earnest 15 or 16 year old.
He used to be on telly every afternoon, I’m sure he probably sure is.
And thank you, btw. 🙂
Brilliant story, in a perverse way I wished I was there. And I love the idea of a dirty martini though I have no concept of what it is 🙂
Ha! I think doing a murder mystery game would be fun too, as long as no one was actually murdered. A dirty martini is with a bit of green olive juice put in and maybe an extra olive as well.
Thanks, Jilly.
Hahaha, an enjoyable tingly read, Sascha. I would be saying, “I’ll have what Stu had, make it a double.”
Who knows? Could be the gin…or vodka if you’re not a purist.
Thank you, Steve! 🙂
My pleasure, Sascha. No I’m not, and I almost never drink martinis. A few in Brazil: they give you straight vermouth because it says Martini on the vermouth bottles. 🙂
Yep. The British call vermouth martini, which can be confusing.
Lots going on in the dark and yet we can see it all with your words.
Thank you so much, Dawn!