Australia’s biggest garlic bread factory, which is located in Sydney, burned to the ground last week when an employee named Ivan drank beer during lunch break and unknowingly spilled it on one of the factory machines. Then he quietly smoked a cigarette he sneaked to his backpack and by complete accident dropped it where he spilled his beer. After that, the machine blew up and all hell broke loose. The aforementioned employee was drunk. The explosion and fire killed several dozen employees, including the poor sap who started the chaos.

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Hugo Sylvester

Age: 58

Race: Caucasian

Height: 165

Weight: 80KG

Hair: Partially Gray. Mostly bald.

Eyes: Blue

Education: Doctoral Degree

Residence: Town side

Job: Scientist

Archetype: Workaholic

Birth Sign: Capricorn

Religion: Atheist

Style of dress: Formal

Distinguishing marks: Has a scar on his body

Favorite Music: Heavy Metal

Favorite food: Bulgogi

Favorite color: Cyan

Favorite thing to do to pass his time: Experiment on animals

Favorite entertainment: Porn

Children: Unknown. Too many affairs.

Pets: Snake

Hobby: Masturbate

Family Secret: Cheats on his wife. Had a relationship with his secretary. Wife and children left him.

Worst Fear: His sex tapes leaked.

Greatest Hope: His dark secrets taken to his grave

Skills: Manipulation

Prized possession: His money

 

Madeline White

Age: 40

Race: Caucasian

Height: 170

Weight: 60KG

Hair: Brunette

Eyes: grayish

Education: Accounting

Residence: Normal Neighborhood

Job: Black market dealer

Archetype: The Rebel

Birth Sign: Virgo

Religion: Christian

Style of Dress: Casual

Distinguishing marks: None

Favorite Music: Pop

Favorite Food: Donut

Favorite Color: Green

Favorite Pass time: Reading

Favorite Entertainment: Happy Three Friends

Children: Two. One boy. One girl

Pets: Cat

Hobby: Shopping

Family Secret: Came from a family of black market dealers.

Worst Fear: No more money

Greatest Hope: Able to live up to the family name

Skills: Extortion

Prized Possession: Family Heirloom: Necklace stolen from a rich guy.

Vulnerability: Hubris

Regrets: Selling to an FBI agent

General Outlook: Good

Nationality: American

Family Situation: Too rich for their own good

 

Blake Nelson

Age: 60

Ehtnicity: Caucasian

Height: 170

weight 70kg

Hair: grey

Eyes: grey

Education: S1

Residence: Dow street

Job: Serial killer

Archetype: The ruler

Birth sign: Sagittarius

Religion: Buddhism

Style of dress: smart casual

Distinguish mark: knife mark behind his neck

Favorite music: Rock

 

 

Name: Laura Stewart

Age: 15

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Height: 160 cm

Weight: 50 Kg

Hair: Black with brown coloring

Eyes: green

Education: high school dropout

Residence: apartment

Job: Social media influencer

Archetype: the innocent

Birth sign: Aquarius

Religion: Moslem

Style of dress: Revealing dress

Distinguish mark: big cups

Favorite music: little pop

Food: hot dog

Favorite color: red

Favorite pastime: posting photo in Instagram

Favorite entertainment: watching Star Wars

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Story:

Edro		Blake		TWO WEEKS AGO: [looks at his laptop] Ah, a new request for a hit. A poor sap meddling on the black market, eh? The pay is decent. Should be a decent job.
		Madeline		[talking with one of her clients on her phone] Ok, I’ll call you back later. Just hurry up and get the money ready.
		Madeline		ONE WEEK AGO: Hmm…haven’t heard from him for a week now. The hell happened to him? He’d better not have sold me out.
		Blake		Alright, time to take a ni0ce picture… [takes a picture of “something”]
		Madeline		PRESENT DAY: Hmm… What’s this? [looks at her phone] What the- [looks at the picture of the corpse of her client sent by Blake]
		Blake		“Your client is dead. You’re next.” Regards, Toxic Bean.
Evan		Madeline		[Freaking out] What. what is this Who is this “Bean”. And why is he killing my clients?
Azriel	Madeline		[pacing around the house] Think think Hmmm… what should I do? Maybe I should start preparing to hide.
	Blake		[Listening] He he he, she thinks she can hide but little does she know I know her every move.
	Blake		[Writing] This should be enough…..
Ezo	Madeline		Hmm…. What’s this? [Looking at the text in her phone]
	Text From Blake		“You think you can hide” “There’s no where to hide that I can’t find you”
	Madeline		[Shock] Whaaat how does he know?
Pandhu	Madeline		It’s impossible, he could not know where I could hide
Jethro	Madeline		[realized] Unless, he somehow put some sort of listening device in my house But where?
	Blake		[listening] So, you found out about that But can you find it
	Madeline		Think, If I’m a killer where would I hide my listening device

 

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