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Poldi sighs

"Wrong place, wrong time."

He turns to the other men

"Oi, do I have to do all the work around here! Help me out"

He motions toward the rubble as he starts digging the body out

The two soldiers and Poldi lift the dead girl's body and carry her through the group and out into the backyard. Ambros frowns heavily and turns back towards her earlier resting place to find something catch his eye. Upon closer inspection, it appears to be a copy of Mein Kampf. A small piece of black cloth is sticking out of it. Ambros scratches his chin and makes sure to keep the book out of view of the rest of the group, who are far too intent upon viewing the soldiers lug Amalia's corpse outside.

Ambros, do you:

A. Open the book (you can opt to make your findings known or keep them private. If private, I will PM you the details.

B. Pocket the book for a later time.

~Voice of God

This post has been edited by Susan: 08 January 2011 - 05:29 AM

A. Open the book privately; if it's something worth making public, I'll note it to the appropriate individuals.

Dietrich began patroling the yard when two soldiers ran past him nearly knocking him off his feet."Hey!"he yell.one of the soldiers stopped in his tracks."im sorry sir"he replied"someone been hurt and we are going to get a medic"[someones hurt?] "do you know who?" Dietrich asked with a hint of worry in his voice. "no sir but their in the chateau." They then rushed off.Dietrich turned towards the chateau and sprinted at full speed. [oh please]he plead.[not Poldi].

-Dietrich von Hammersmark

"Well, this has all been.. Exciting. But would it be alright if we.. moved on now? Poor dear didn't make it to the cellar in time, nothing we can do about it now. And I am getting quite hungry."


Therese Kappel, cold hearted uncaring bitch?

Matthäus ran toward the chateau, the loud crashing and shaking alerted him to something over there, as he entered the building, he noticed that the parlour was full of people, and half the roof was caved in.
Entering the room, he saw a woman in a red dress being carried out, wearing a red dress.
He quickly identified Amalia von Rudenstadt as the victim, and followed the people toward the back yard. Scanning the area for anything out of place, he quickly discarded the incident as an accident, then walked to a corner to watch proceedings.

- Matthäus Hirsch

"Yes, but before dinner, I believe there is something we need to discuss."
Ambros turned to the group, making sure to catch the attention of the Generals as he held the copy of Mein Kampf aloft, along with a small strip of paper and the scrap of black fabric.

"This appears to be something far more interesting than dinner. This book has been tarnished, hollowed out in order to hide letters and messages from the U.S. Office of Naval Intelligence! Now, this fabric appears to be from a SS Officer's epaulets, but given the circumstances, a torn shoulder is the least of our concerns."
He held the items tight to himself, silently declaring they were not available for inspection from all those gathered. His face screwed in anger, looking about the congregation and declaring,
"I believe this requires immediate action!"

-Ambros Bauer

Jutte's face remained neutral as she crossed her arms and stared long and hard at the Gestapo leader. Just who did he think he was? He wasn't fooling anyone, and most certainly he wasn't fooling her. She reached into her pocket and lit a cigarette before blowing a small circle of smoke.

"And just what are you suggesting, Kriminalrat Ambros? That there is an American spy among us? That this spy killed Amalia or that she was involved with espionage? It was a simple tragedy, Herr Bauer. I don't see any evidence pointing to a different conclusion."

~Jutte

"if a person has infeltrated our defences and is doing this to us already, finding and killing them will not help the situation." Alois announced, "what we should be doing is finding out HOW this man contacted the planes and ordered them to attack, otherwise were just looking for scrambled facts or miss-information the cuplriate has placed to keep us from finding out who he is. or why hes doing this."

-Alois McCain

This post has been edited by the wii anonymous: 08 January 2011 - 06:02 AM

Dietrich entered the chateau in time to see Poldi and 2 others remove the corpse from the area and sighed with great relief. He also saw everyones attention went straight to him. He faintly smiled with deep breaths and replied" So did I miss anything?". -Dietrich Von Hammersmarks

This post has been edited by Riff2580: 08 January 2011 - 06:03 AM

Janina looked around at everyone.

"Well...things just got interesting!" she said with a smirk. "One of us is a spy?"

Janina's smirk faded once she realized the situation she was now in. She glanced around looking at each face. It could be any one of them, well, except Poldi.

"So...that's it there's nothing else around here? Come on! Look harder!" She ordered.

-Janina Eberstark

"just a few bombs and a dead women, seargent. oh and we have a spy it seems." Alois says emotionless, and turns back to the rest of the group, and asks everyone "i find this a very pressing matter, but dont you all agree it would be easyer to solve this "mystery" if we had the time to eat?" seeming to completly disregard any events that have happened so far.

-Alois McCain

"Well, I'm sorry Miss. Klien, I was unaware that you were a leader of military units! My apologies!"
Ambros wore an angry smirk as he continued to berate the owner of the home, elaborating on his ideas. "I believe that the destruction and this death was an unrelated attack. Nothing more, nothing less. This book, however, is something different. I believe that the most likely answear, given the damage of the tome, is that is was here to begin with, in about the area where the explosion was set off; that would be upstairs, Miss. Klien."
Ambros quickly looked at Janina with contempt, saying with a vile hurried tone, "Young lady, this is a job for military officials. Not a scavenger hunt; I ask you leave evidence gathering to those of us who are trained to gather evidence. Now who would that be?" He turned back to Jutte, adding, "Oh right! The Gestapo! Interesting how that works? Miss. Klien."

-Ambros Bauer

This post has been edited by Gameking218: 08 January 2011 - 06:15 AM

"How dare you belittle me when all I do is humbly offer my assistance! I'll have you know I am dedicated to this Party whether I be offically a part of it or not!" Janina shouted in reply to Ambros.

She then turned to Alois. "Are you dense!?" Janina said angrily "There's a killer running around! Eating is a pretty good way to kill us all at once." Janina sighed.

"I think we should meet in the dining room, but not to eat. We need to discuss the matter we have at hand NOW! Not stuff our faces with vulnerable food!"

Janina crossed her arms. Waiting for other people to agree...hopefully. That is if they listened to her.

-Janina Eberstark

This post has been edited by ClosetLucy: 08 January 2011 - 06:19 AM

"Okay, lets keep the shouting to a minimum here. Everyone is confused and this is getting out of hand, so relax, and we can figure this out, in peace" He said the last word with force, his teeth grating as he attempted to hush the loud shouting and arguing. His hands dropped back down to his sides as he stepped forward.

- Matthäus Hirsch

"A spy?!? When did this happen? Was Amalia the spy? And why didn't anyone wake me up? I could have died in that tin can you call a veichile! O well, I'll deal with this threat as soon as I get something in my stomach that isn't rations. Im starving!" Dietrich turned towards Jutte."You wouldn't happen to know how to make sauerkraut would you?"


-Dietrich von Hammersmark

Jutte took another long drag on her cigarette before blowing a puff of smoke in Ambros' direction. The Nazis may have invaded Paris, but the last thing she was going to do was allow one of them to insult her under her own roof.

"Yes, Herr Bauer, I am sure the Gestapo excels at the collection of evidence and police duties. Refresh my memory, Herr Bauer, but seeing as I am wholly inferior to the training Gestapo officers receive, I was unaware being trained in taking out political targets your... Fuhrer points his finger at and being the Jew Terror Squads had anything to do with the collection of evidence." She smirked before taking another puff on her cigarette. "Unless that falls under 'forging evidence', something the Gestapo seems to excel at."

She chuckled watching the Nazi official's face turn bright red. Another cloud of smoke came from the edge of her cigarette before she walked through the group and motioned towards a door at the other end of the entrance hall.

"This event is a tragedy, yes, but the food is getting cold and I want to make sure I can get Herr Bauer something with fiber before that constipated look on his face clogs my toilets. Please, sit down in the dining room. Renate and I will enter with your food shortly."

She tapped her cigarette over a nearby tray and let some ash fall off. She sauntered off towards the kitchen where Renate was waiting for her and immediately began preparing the dinner for transportation. Plates and silverware found their way to a large metal cart, and Renate stuck her head out of the door to find an infuriated Ambros shouting at a lowly soldier, taking out his anger on him. She winced as she heard a smack and turned back to Jutte.

"What did you do, mon cher?" She asked, frowning at her friend. Jutte chuckled and kissed her secret girlfriend on the cheek. "Do not fret, my love. He is just... bringing the troops into line."

~Jutte & Renate

This post has been edited by Susan: 08 January 2011 - 06:22 AM

"we atleast need some bread and water, you must agree to that. if we dont recieve food chances are we could get distracted by hunger. and tha will jsut lead to us accusing everyone and everyone killing one another. plus, a killer wouldnt be so stupid as to attack in a room filled with every person here, for they would have to be there as well." Alois debated to janina.

-Alois McCain

"...Ugh! Fine!" Janina caved in to the constant complaints about hunger. She grabbed Poldi by the hand and stomped off towards the dining room, pulling him along.

That stupid Gestapo! I bet he did it...no, Janina calm down. You need to get a hold of yourself. If I want to survive, I'm gona have to make educated guess's. she thought to herself.

-Janina Eberstark

"Alois is right,theres safety in numbers and you would have to be an idiot to try somthing when your outnumbered 1-10." Turns toward Ambros "Sir, Ill take Poldi,Janina and several troops and patrol the area before we dine.


-Dietrich von Hammersmark

This post has been edited by Riff2580: 08 January 2011 - 06:35 AM

Matthäus sighed as he walked slowly away from the rest of them, they would continue to fight, bicker and argue.
He scanned the room for Lena
Everyone is stressing out way too much, at least she may be able to give some rational conversation

-Matthäus Hirsch

"i suggest against that sergeant, the killer may be 1 person, but we dont know who that is, and for now, we arent splitting up. so i suggest you come and eat, then you may patrol, but you arent leaving me behind." Alois said very annoyed. god i swear these people could learn a thing or two on how to survive the attacks of double agents.

-Alois McCain

This post has been edited by the wii anonymous: 08 January 2011 - 06:37 AM

Poldi follows along with Janina to the dining room to retrieve supplies.
He sighs

"An American spy? This is going to be a long night..."

((Short post because I am going to sleep, goodnight))

Poldi

This post has been edited by Junior Boomer: 08 January 2011 - 02:03 PM

Tch, I don't care, I'll be fine for a few hours at least
Matthäus continued to walk toward the office.
"You do that guys, I'm going to check around the house."

- Matthäus Hirsch

"Yes Sir."With shoulders slouched, he truds to the table and took a seat at the far right end near the kitchen doors.Dietrich then began fooling with the silverware to pass the time.

((were in the dining room JB, that's where we went))

Janina pulls a chair out for herself and sit's next to Poldi. They waited for everyone else to show up.

"Well...where is everyone? Man are they slow! Jutte said to WAIT in the dining room so now were doing that, everyone WANTED to eat. Can people make up their minds!?" she thought, not noticing Dietrich. Janina let her head smash face first onto the table and stay there, she waited for dinner to be served. However she would hesitate to eat or not.

-Janina Eberstark

This post has been edited by ClosetLucy: 08 January 2011 - 06:44 AM

Ambros was indignant with rage as this woman sauntered about as if she were a queen, insulting the head of the Gestapo to his face! As the harlot made her way into the kitchen, he quickly walked to the nearest solider that had accompanied the group, shouting at the top of his lungs to search the home, being told that the soldier had conflicting orders. As the lowly peasant walked away with a sore cheek, he watched the rest of the group depart before leaving for the dining room after them, sitting at the table with a loud sigh and a furrowed brow.
Better be a feast.

-Ambros Bauer

This post has been edited by Gameking218: 08 January 2011 - 06:45 AM

"general hirsch, i already made the seargent stay, dont make me make you stay as well, cause i wont be as leanient with my tactics." Alois said in a voice ment to strike fear, but not so much it would make someone run.

-Alois McCain

This post has been edited by the wii anonymous: 08 January 2011 - 06:46 AM

The rest of the group filed into the dining room and took seats along a gigantic oak table. Not shortly after, Renate and Jutte wheeled in carts piled with dishes and food, much to everyone's pleasure. A gigantic and succulent feast was served, a three course meal featuring the best of France's native food. When dinner was over, everyone had a piece of Renate's famous French Silk Pie and shortly after left the dining room and entered the drawing room while Jutte and Renate worked on cleaning up the mess from dinner.

NOTE: This is a "safe" period. You are free to socialize, talk, discuss the deaths, whatever you want until this time is up. During this time you are free from death and heavy-weighed choices. Make use of this time as during the normal game you will be granted much less time to discuss the murders at all.

~Voice of God

This post has been edited by Susan: 08 January 2011 - 06:50 AM

"Aww, That was delicious....k."Dietrich looks at everyone."Now what to do about this spy."


-Dietrich von Hammersmark

This post has been edited by Riff2580: 08 January 2011 - 07:00 AM

Janina sat in the drawing room with everyone else. She looked over at Poldi who seemed to have fallen asleep.

"He must have been drinking again...idiot."

"Well!" Janina said loud enough to get everyone's attention. "Let's analyze the evidence now, shall we? However I do think we have next to nothing to analyze right now." She was in a better mood now, after finally deciding to eat.

-Janina Eberstark

"good food, i hope everyone isnt hungry anymore, which should make this a thousand times easyer."

-Alois McCain

((riff, your forgetting the signature, oh and short post cause i need a break, aka sleep.))

Achin sat back in his seat at the dining table, in a manner similar to how he had sat during the drive to the Chateau. He looked somewhat amused at the events that had transpired thus far, sparing almost no time at all the the mourning of some Jewish child. Instead, he was much more interested in Ambros' discovery, smirking imperiously at the Gestapo officer as he swirled a glass of wine in one hand.

"So, you had some plans you wished to bring to my attention, Herr Bauer?" Achin began, flexing his arms as if shaking off water slowly. "I am sure you have some kind of masterstroke in mind to rid us of the Allied pests." Achin smiled, sipping from his glass.

- Achin Schuster

This post has been edited by SushiJaguar: 08 January 2011 - 07:25 AM

"Well, We have a spy, a book, a room to discusse whats going on, a hole in the roof several rooms down,a corpse,a drunken soldier*points at Poldi*,a half drunk soldier who took a bottle of champaign*holds up bottle*, a couple of grumpy leaders*smiles* and about 30 or so troops outside and about 4 are medics. So what is everyones opinion?"


-Dietrich von Hammersmark

This post has been edited by Riff2580: 08 January 2011 - 07:23 AM

Ambros arched an eyebrow at the General, considering his statment.
"Yes, General Schuster, but if you'll forgive me, this night has brought some more pressing issues to the forefront of our attention. I would love to be able to discuss a move against the Allies, if it were not for the possibility that it might get back to them."

-Ambros Bauer

Achin smiled more broadly at Ambros when he had finished speaking, leaning forward in a conspiratory manner.

"Oh come now, Herr Bauer! I did not mean in open earshot, where any...undesirable parties might listen in. But if you would rather shelve our duties for a later time..." The general left the sentence hanging, taking another sip from his glass as he did so.

"The wine is good. I quite enjoy the fortuitous events that led to our residency in this fine country." Achin chuckled delicately, gesturing around the table. "But of course, you are right. Perhaps we should devote our precious time to identifying who the snake in our midst is." Achin relaxed in his chair again, resting his ankle on the opposing knee and looking around at the others.

- Achin Schuster

"I believe," Therese spoke, and then paused dramatically, taking a moment to meet eyes with anyone and everyone who was paying attention. "That our supposed spy is either working in a group, or he, or she, is incredibly stupid. Now, assuming the spy poses a danger to any of us, I propose we form a buddy system."

She paused... dramatically! DDD:

"However, if we assume the spy has an accomplice of some sort, and that they are among us, it would be in our best interests to keep them from pairing up together. So I suggest we pair off randomly."

Therese Kappel, right to the point.

(Unedit: K so nothing was said that would make my post any different OKAY AAAUGH)

(Another edit: Lolfood.)

This post has been edited by Mechanical Pencil: 08 January 2011 - 08:17 AM

"Can't we contact anyone?" Janina questioned. "No...nevermind. Like you said, it will just get back to the Allies...so I guess we all just have to solve this on our own?"

Janina stood up from where she was sitting next to Poldi.

"We need someone to make the overall decisions, who should it be? Also, we have to be careful about what we do. The killer is among us, it could be any of you. Even you are subject to being a possible suspect 'Mein Herr' Bauer." she said mockingly at Ambros. "A buddy system sounds good from the get go...but we'll need a group system, that'd be a lot safer. There is safety in numbers. As for the case, I have no leads, and I don't think I have any evidence with me right now to support any accusations. That's my thoughts on this so far."

-Janina Eberstark

This post has been edited by ClosetLucy: 08 January 2011 - 07:52 AM

"Well, I'd advise choosing a leader among us, but if that's what we're doing, I think I would make a suitable candidate."

Therese Kappel, throwing her name into the hat.

Ambros nodded at Achin, before turning to face Janina, seeming more docile in his anger now that he was fed.

"You really don't know anything. We are facing a spy; not a murderer. Stop saying murderer. It is wrong. The person who died today was crushed to death by falling debris from an explosion caused by incoming enemy fire. They had no time to prepare; the most the spy could have done if it was not our oh-so-hospitable host is inform the Allies of our arrival. So, I think we can correctly pin that woman's death on 'the Allied forces we are at war with' and 'explosions' rather than one person in this instance. And the evidence is this book," he said, patting his pocket, "and I'll be sure to look into that with other highly trained men."

Ambros, finished with his angry spiel, sighed deeply, frustraed with the entire conversation he was forced to participate in. Rubbing his forehead in annoyance as he considered the situation, Ambros looked up at Therese, saying, "No. If we 'choose' a leader, it would be from the highest ranking officers here."

-Ambros Bauer

Jutte cracked the door of the drawing room open and listened in on their conversation for a few moments before stepping into the room and clearing her throat. Whatever conversation the group was having stopped abruptly as she bowed and smiled at them all, next taking a long puff on yet another cigarette.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, it is getting rather late out and I would please ask you to finish whatever pressing matter is currently the subject of this conversation and go upstairs to your rooms. You will find all of your luggage unpacked and a pair of fresh pajamas on your beds. There are enough rooms for everyone, so you will all be sleeping alone. You will find your names besides the door to your room. Danke schoen for your time."

Jutte took another bow and left the room, shutting the door behind her. She strolled down to the kitchen where Renate had just finished cleaning the dishes and slid her hands around the girl's stomach. She lovingly kissed her girlfriend's head before sighing and motioning for her to get into their bedroom.

"Come, mon cher, it is getting late out and we must be up early tomorrow to cook breakfast." Jutte said sweetly. Renate smiled and kissed her goodnight before disappearing into their room. Jutte sighed and walked over to a nearby wine rack. With the twist of a bottle and swish of wood, she had disappeared down into what was once the Free French Forces countryside headquarters.

~Jutte & Renate

This post has been edited by Susan: 08 January 2011 - 08:11 AM

Therese opened her mouth to speak, but stopped as Jutte entered the room. She waited for her to finish before speaking.

"High ranking officials who would be the most likely suspects, Herr Bauer. I see myself as one of the LEAST likely suspects, seeing as actions against the war effort would negatively effect the fullness of my pockets."

Therese Kappel for Leader 1656

This post has been edited by Mechanical Pencil: 08 January 2011 - 08:16 AM

Ambros stood up, looking into Therese's eyes as he spook with a cold calculating voice.
"Actions against the war effort will get me killed by the Allied forces, Miss. Kappel. Please consider that the next time you say something stupid."
He continued to stare her in the eyes before breaking his glare to look around the room sleepily, giving each person a small nod.
"To the rest of you, goodnight. I'll be in my room if there are any pressing issues that require my attention. Please inform me of any developments immediately."
With a turn and a step, Ambros made his way up the stairs and into his room, quickly changing into his pajamas and lying in bed, loaded gun on the night stand next to him.

-Ambros Bauer

(Going to sleep for now.)

Achin finished the last of his wine, placing the glass gently back onto the table, hearing Jutte's annoucement, but making no move to acknowledge her. Instead, he stood, made a half-serious, half-mocking bow to the others who gathered, and nodded at Ambros.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, I think I shall head upstairs. Good night to you all." He said quietly, leaving the dining room and heading for the stairs. On his way up, he paused, looking over the banister toward the caved-in wreck where Amalia had died. After a moment, he sneered and continued on his way. He found his room with little difficulty, settling into a chair facing the window and taking a cigarette from his uniform jacket. The small sticks of tobacco were in quite high demand, though not so much among the upper echelon of the SS. It was a rare vice the general enjoyed, as he sat watching the dull flashes of light that could be either lightning, or the furious battles on the coast splitting the night. Eventually, he clambered into bed.

- Achin Schuster

Janina carried the heavy sack known as Poldi up to her room. She didn't want to leave Poldi in his room alone, not in the state he is in now, he's perfectly vulnerable. Janina placed Poldi carefully on the bed, she then changed into her pajamas that were made out for her to wear. Once she had been all done getting ready, she scooted into bed next to Poldi.

She found it hard to fall asleep. For one, there was a killer running around, a spy to make it worse. Not to mention the annoying rage machine Ambros tends to be.

"Ugh, that guy's a real jerk. But he can't be the spy. There's no way. The real spy wouldn't underestimate anyone...I wonder...who was that other girl. Janina let the thoughts flow through her mind as she laid in bed. Waiting for sleep to overpower her.

-Janina Eberstark

This post has been edited by ClosetLucy: 08 January 2011 - 08:25 AM

Therese smirked as she stood. "I don't say stupid things, Ambros. Not a single word.." She spoke more to herself than anyone still in the room. (Escpecially not the already long gone Ambros.)

She pulled out another cigarette, forgoing the holder this time. Just a quick smoke before she slept, that'll put her at ease. She made her way toward the stairs.

Therese Kappel, sleepy time yaaay.

All is quiet in the Chateau until the next morning. Jutte wakes from her nighttime escapades with Renate and goes to prepare herself for her early morning shower when the scene she stumbles across in the first floor bathroom causes her to drop her extra towels in horror, next followed by a delayed but loud scream. She faints shortly after. Most did not hear her, bur Renate did hear her loud and clear. She drags her lover back to their room and places her in bed before running upstairs and raising hell. The group awakes sleepy-eyed (and in the case of Poldi and Janina, scantily clad and exhausted) to find her screaming and sobbing uncontrollably. They follow her downstairs where they are met with the gruesome sight Jutte was.

The Second Murder

Mathilde lays dead in the bathtub, the once pristine water now colored a dark crimson with her own blood. The star of David is carved into the flesh on her forehead and on the tile next to the bathtub lies a gruesome message.

"Retribution, Bauer."

In the middle of the star of David on her forehead is a small circular wound, reminiscent of a bullet wound. Her eyes are wide open in shock, and she is completely naked.

~Voice of God

GREEN LIGHT

This post has been edited by Susan: 08 January 2011 - 10:26 AM

Achin stood in the doorway of the bathroom, his arms folded. His face was dispassionate as usual as he surveyed the grisly scene, then stepped aside to let the others see.

"My apologies, Herr Bauer. It seems your kind-hearted sister has passed on." Achin muttered as he moved aside, leaning on the doorframe, nodding his head at the body in the bathtub. He had seen the star engraved on the girl's forehead, and now surveyed the rest of the group closely.

Someone here is not best pleased with our Gestapo friend. None of us are safe. First a spy, now this. I think I shall be keeping my gun close at hand from now on. Achin mused as he let his head turn back to the message left behind. His face tightened in suppressed rage at the sheer gall of the whole event.

- Achin Schuster

"Oh god! The poor young girl." Janina said with sympathy. A dead child, not something most people want to wake up to.

"Isn't this girl, Ambros's sister? Yes it is." Janina reassured her assumption after reading the message.

Janina moved forward to look for anything that may have been left behind. She also looked closer at the wound. Was it really a bullet wound? and from what kind of bullet? Janina asked herself these questions while looking for more clues.

-Janina Eberstark

Janina moves closer to the wound and peers at it. A thin layer of grey dust seems to line the hole, and it smells familiar... it smells like gunpowder. While Janina was close to the body, something in the girl's mouth catches her eye. There's a pool of blood in her mouth. Janina carefully opens the girl's jaw, quiver as the skin is still warm to the touch. What she finds shocks her and she takes a step away. Mathilde's tongue has been removed.

~Voice of God