Blue Creek

I thought this would be a very interesting topic for a storybook.

Blue Creek is a little town located in Northern Arizona. It's quiet, peaceful, and very dull. But that's all going to change.

Haylen Richards, a known murder has just escaped jail. He's known for playing sick cruel games on entire towns. And he's just decided that Blue Creek is his next target.

You will play a person in this town. Be prepared to have your character die!!! I will be the murderer. You and the other players will have to decipher a set of clues I will leave to locate the whereabouts of my character. Slowly, I will kill off all the townspeople. I will also leave posts of how I kill the people and who I kill. I might kill you too.

RULES
-ONE CHARACTER PER PERSON UNLESS I KILL YOUR ORIGINAL.
-IF you piss me off, your more likely to get killed off
-Don't join unless you don't mind if I kill off your character
-The murderer is already taken. No more murderers except me.
-Sorry if I sound controlling but I have to lay down the law or some idiot will break them
-I don't need a profile because you'll slowly learn about my character over the course of the story, but please include one for your character.

Name- Ryan

Age- 18

Appearance-http http://mokepon.deviantart.com/art/we-lo ... s-64470119

Back ground- Is a senior at the local high school

Personality- Quiet, but stands strong. He hates to follow the pack and is usually seen alone. Is known to many as being strange.

Haylen slowly crept through the bushes, dragging the dead body of a cop behind him, trying to make it to the flag pole. This would be the perfect town to play his little game on. The flag pole was just a little bit away. He'd have to carve the message now. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his knife. He thrust it into the mans chest and began to write.

BLUE CREEK, I AM YOUR GOD. I CHOOSE WHO LIVES AND WHO DIES. I AM YOUR MASTER. THIS IS HELL. EVERYONE DIES IF YOU DON'T BRING ME TWENTY DEAD BODIES IN THREE DAYS TIME.
-SATAN

Haylen smiled and dragged the body over to the flag pole. he stuck the rope through the deep gash in his arm. They would find it in the morning. And then the fun would begin.

Oooh, I love murder storybooks though this will be the first time I haven't had control of the murderer. Should be a new experience =)

Name= Danielle
Nickname= Elle or Dani
Age= 26
Appearance= Tall with slightly tanned skin, long, dark brown hair and dark blue eyes. Quite slim. Very exotic looking. Often wears long, quite Gothic black dresses and jewelled rings.
History= Graduated university at the age of twenty-one and returned to her home town where she now works as a philosophy tutor and part time psychic. She lives with her best friend and boyfriend in a small house. They all share a car but are saving up for another soon so that Danielle's boyfriend can commute further and get a better job.
Personality= Quite normal most of the time but she's obsessed with tarot cards and anything and everything from the local Wicca shop. When the message is published in the morning paper, she believes it really is Satan as you will see in the following post...

Danielle

"Do you want sugar today?" Danielle asked as her friend entered the room and began pouring corn flakes in a bowl.

"Why don't you tell me?" she replied with a small yawn. Danielle paused to think for a moment and then nodded her head.

"Yeah, you want sugar," she decided, putting one spoonful in and stirring it before passing it over.

"Thanks," her friend said with a small smile as she took a grateful sip.

"Ready to go?" A handsome man in a suit entered the room, keys in one hand and briefcase in the other.

"We can't go anywhere until you've put the spare tyre on," Danielle replied, picking up the paper as she settled herself on one of the kitchen stools.

"Spare tyre..."

"I punctured one last night," the other woman explained.

"How did..."

"I know?" Dani finished with a smug smile. "She told me silly, now go fix it."

Name: Logan Haverman
Sex: female
Age: 24
Appearance: Dirty blonde curls, slender, about 5'3". Not really an "athlete" type...more of a "yoga" type (you know what I mean haha).
History: Logan's parents died in a carwreck when she was eight years old. She spent her life in the foster system and never really found a steady home--no one wants to adopt older children, everyone wants babies. She has an older sister she hasn't seen for years after they were split into different foster homes. She put herself through school and is not a social worker with CFS/DCFS and waitresses part-time at a local diner. She often will house children new to the system until a family can be found for them but is not a foster parent. She lives on her own in a small two bedroom apartment.
Personality: Logan is not really a quiet person, but not obnoxiously loud either. She is vibrant, she sees the good side of things always. She has a large group of friends who all know she would do anything for them. She never thinks of herself first and is always willing to lend a helping hand.

Name: Ellie Mae Thornton

Sex: Female

Age: 16

Appearance: She is very athletic and very popular in school but she doesn't let it go to her head.


Occupation: Senior at a local high school and part-time waitress.

About: Her mom died when she was 11 and her dad is a cop. She is a senior and captain of the rugby, basketball, softball, and volleyball teams. She works part-time at Outback.

Personality: She is a huge tomboy but, loves to make friends of all sorts.

Haylen watched the townspeople slowly come out of their homes. They'd find the body soon enough. He heard a shout coming from the direction of the flag pole. Wow...that was fast. He rushed behind the bushes to a large tree only a few feet away from the pole.

"Oh my god!" He heard a large fat man, prusumably the mayor, yell."What the hell happened here!?!"

"We have no idea." A man in uniform replied This is how we found him this morning sir." These fools would squabble about the death for quite a long time. Just enough time to complete level two of the game. Cutting the telephone wires and blocking all cell phone frequencies. An easy task for a pro.

Awesome.

Name: Jared Luke

Sex: Male

Age: 15

Appearance: Blond, tall and stunning green eyes. Hair is spiked up.

Occupation: Student at school (don't know what school is called) and is training to be a cop.

History: Lives with his father. Mother died of breast cancer. Is between girls right now. He has a sister named Jennifer and is failing in school. He dreams of becoming a sheriff.

Personality: Very cool. Tries to be cool in everything he does. Dark and mysterious.

Jared Luke

"Jen, come on," Jared urged his sister quietly. He absentmindedly touched his spiky hair and sighed. His sister always took forever to do her stupid make up. He stood behind the bathroom door, waiting for his sixteen year old sister to step out and drive them to school.

He heard some mumble come out of her, but he didn't hear. He focused on the wall, reading the measurements. It had been a tradition that every month Jared and Jen were supposed to mark how tall they were. Currently, Jared was at 6 foot 1.

At last, Jennifer stepped out of the bathroom, stunning Jared once again with her amazing features. Her long blond hair hung over her shoulders and a smile played across her face. Jared smiled and said, "Let's go. You've taken forever!"

They walked out of the house, leaving their father at home, studying for his finals test coming up. Jennifer jingled her keys as she unlocked the doors to her Sedan. Jared stepped in, and then stopped. His eyes focused on something down the street.

Jennifer followed his intent gaze and said, "What the-"

There was a great group of people surrounding a flag pole just down the street. The two siblings looked at each other, and then Jared said, "Let's go see!"

The main phone system was easily set up in this town. All of the lines came to one building, from which he could control all of the phones all around the town. Even make them all ring at once. What terror that would cause. He pressed a few buttons on the computer and he heard the product. RRRIIINNNGGG!!! Now for the cell phones. Using a the computer he was sitting at, he could jam the cell phones for as long as he wanted...which was forever. He hacked into the frequency modulator from the internet and pressed a few buttons. Everyone in town owning a cell phone just cancelled their service.

The game just began. He pulled on the police uniform he had stolen from the police station. The dead police officers car sat idle outside. No one would suspect a cop. And if they did...gameover for that player.

Danielle

Just as they were about to leave the house, the phone began to ring. Carla picked it up and put on her smiley phone face.

"Hello-ooooh!" Carla trilled cheerily. Dani watched as her features folded into a frown and then she carefully put the receiver down.

"Who was it?" Jamie asked curiously.

"No one answered," Carla replied but as soon as the phone clicked into place, that insistent ringing began again. Frowning, Danielle picked it up with the same result.

"Must be a problem with the line," she decided. "I'll unplug it and then we can get to work."

Logan was at her second job, which today was only her first. She was allowed a day off at CFS for she was going to take a child she had living with her to a permanent home this afternoon.

She collected her last bill off a diner table and cashed it out.

A voice game from behind her, "Logan what are you still doing here? You were supposed to be gone already!"

Logan didn't need to turn around to know it was Brenda, a woman much older than herself but still one of the sweetest women she had ever met and she had become good friends with her since she began working at the diner, "I know I know! This is my last cashout, and then I'm going!"

Brenda chuckled a little and touched Logan's shoulder in a friendly way, "Alright dear, be careful. Give Madysin a kiss for me."

Logan nodded, but her expression had changed. Madysin was the little girl living with her. She had been there only a few weeks, but Logan wasn't ready to give her up yet. She loved her too much. But Logan was used to this, every child she housed left the same impression on her, but she knew they deserved a good home to raise them.

She dropped the change back off the table and wished them a good day, then headed back to the back again. She removed her apron and grabbed her purse, saying a quick goodbye to her friends, and heading to the parking lot.

Logan hopped in her car and was on the road within 30 seconds.

Name: Addyson (Addy) Caper

Age: 17 1/2

Decription: Tall, blonde, blue eyes, slightly muscular

About: senior at the local high school, captain of the cheerleading squad(got sucked into cheerleading by a friend in middle school who ended up quiting), is torn between two guys: a jock everyone thinks she would be perfect for and a loner named Ryan who probably doesn't even know she exists, lives with her dad and visits her mother every othere third weekend of the month (she is a very busy person) has three older brothers who are at college, wants to get out of Blue Creek

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I combed my perfectly straight blond locks one last time before heading out the door. My plan was foolproof, walking into class second hour i would casually bump into him, he would have to notice me then, we would start a conversation, hit it off great-hopefully, if i had the guts to actually follow through. If he only knew how badly i wanted him to noitice me. If not i guess there is always Rick, star quarteback, we would be the ideal couple, hei sjust so -thick headed.
I jumped into my black mustang convertable GT and zipped out of the driveway and effortlessly off to school. I ignored the group of people standing around the flagpole at the end of one of the streets i drive down every morning-probably nothing.
I was nearly late to school. I saw him in the hallway, flawless hair, wearing that shirt that really complimented his eyes. Why didn't he look up just this once and see me, i have it so bad for him. I rushed into first hour and sat in my normal seat. The girls were all gossiping about something. Before i was even sitting down all the way Ellie asked: "did you hear about the dead guy?" (*hope its okay that i made addy and ellie friends- if u don't want that i will change the name*)

>>That's fine. But Ellie is a huge tomboy.<<

"What dead guy?" Addy asked me.

"There was a dead cop that was tied to the flagpole down the street. It was really freaky." I told her. Addy's eyes widened with fear. "So you gonna try and get Ryan to notice you?" I asked quickly changing the subject.

(I know it's short.)

I threw Ellie a look hoping she would keep her voice down. Some of the things i liked most about Ellie was that she wasn't a cheerleader, she did her own thing and made it look good, and she read me like an open book. Usually i keep to myself and i definatly hadn't told anyone about my huge crush on Ryan, but somehow Ellie just knew.
"Shh!" i hissed, then leaning in closer whispered, "how did you-" she threw me a look that said *hello best friends remember* and cut me off.
"What about you and Rick?" she asked skeptically.
"What about us.. there is no us.. we have never even gone out." i opened my chemistry book not planning on actually paying attention to the lesson today.