Realistic or Modern We Didn't Kill Him

[dontcomelooking]

The town of Shoestock is a quiet town. A town where quite literally nothing ever happens, except for the Chair parties. Chair parties happen deep in the woods every weekend.


The rumor goes that chair parties started 20 years ago where an almost revolt happened with the teenagers of the town. Apparently they were so bored that one Saturday afternoon everyone stole a chair from their house just to burn. Then the next Saturday, they did the same thing. The next Saturday they didnt burn any chairs but everyone was still there, hanging out. The name Chair parties caught on and so began the Saturday tradition.


Well this Saturday wasn't like the other Saturdays, this Saturday was the first one of the summer. During winter the parties are a bit more lowkey, due to school, not everyone goes. But the first one during the summer? Usually the best party if the year, though the last one of summer is a close runner up.


Seven friends are known throughout the town as parents would say....trouble makers. Bad news. Not that they had ever done anything awful, just petty things : hanging out in the abandoned side of town, throwing parties that last until ungodly hours, a little graffiti here and there, but nothing distasteful, a lot of it was art. The adults and authority figures just didnt like their attitude. They're known to be irrseperable, always by each others sides. Sure they fight, but they always makeup, they're a family.


So when Blake Archer's body is found at the entrance of the woods on Sunday morning, the logical people to turn to would be his friends. But his friends all claim that they all left the party together on Saturday, even Blake. They claim that they don't know how he got there, his body beaten and strangled to death. 


But did one of them kill him? The town sheriff, and just about everyone else, is convinced that his friends were to blame. They set out to prove their innocence and find the person that actually did this.

 

[dontcomelooking]

Fiona’s hands shook slightly as she brought her cigarette to her lips. The sheriff, who was sitting across from her, pushed an ash tray towards her, not wanting her to get ashes all over his desk. Fiona was still hungover from the night before and she knew she looked a mess. She wasn’t quite believing what the sheriff was telling her, somehow thinking this must be a sick joke.


“H-how can he be dead?” she asked, she held her breath, so the sob that was forming in her throat would stay silent, “We were just with him, last night.” She looked at her friends, who were sitting next to her for some kind of confirmation.


The sheriff nodded, leaning back in his chair, his arms folded, “That’s what I figured. That’s why one of you has to know what happened to him.”


Fiona shook her head, “I wanna see him then. I wanna see Blake’s body.” She just wasn’t believing it.


“You can see him at his funeral. Right now I need you all to tell me anything you remember from last night.”


The sheriff wasn’t a very sensitive guy, especially towards these kids. They had given him enough problems throughout the years where he held no sympathy for any of them, especially Blake. He would never admit it out loud, but he was glad the kid was gone, less problems for him.


Fiona didn’t know what to say. Was he accusing them of killing Blake? 


This is not how she expected her sunday morning to go.

 

[MattS]

A few hours earlier...


"Thank you for your cooperation." A voice said before a muffled gunshot was heard followed by the thump of a body hitting the floorboards. It's not likely anyone would hear it though, abandoned apartment buildings are called that for a reason. The unknown person who pulled the trigger then bent down to look at the bullet hole he left in the other person's right temple. "Now, what am I forgetting..." they said, tapping the gun with the silencer against their head. "Oh! that's right!" They removed the silencer from the gun and wiped town both, making sure to remove any possible threads from his gloves. He then took the corpse's right hand and put it around the gun's handle and on the trigger for a couple seconds before taking it out of the hand again and placing it next to him in a manner that suggested suicide. Careful to avoid the blood, he stepped around the body and toward the door. "Nice chatting with you, but I've gotta go." he looked back at the body. " The game has begun." He said with a small chuckle and locking the door before closing it(knob lock, not dead bolt). Cracks of light shone through the boarded windows as he made his way through the hall and down the stairs. If someone was watching, they'd catch glimpses of the man. Wavy hair, leather jacket, cold dead eyes, and a face that seemed almost incapable of showing emotion. David exited the apartment building and towards the forest entrance where Blake's body is. Once within a visible distance, he switched back to his 'public persona' and walked faster to blake's body.  "Blake?!" he called out now practically sprinting towards him now. He stopped at the body and called 911 and put on his best impression of someone who is looking at the body of his friend with a bullet in their head.


"9-1-1, what your emergency?"


"He's dead...oh dear god he's dead..." David replied with a shaky voice


"Who's dead?"


"Blake Archer!. He's got a fucking bullet hole in his head!"


(side note: The person who died in the building was the assassin. Call it David's way of tying up loose ends. Also, The apartment building is about 1/2 mile away from the entrance the group usually takes into the forest and on the way from David's house.)


Present Time...


(public persona still active)David was shaking badly as he waited in the police station lobby while the sheriff took his friends in one by one to explain to them the situation.


@KuroNoKami39 @dontcomelooking @AshleyTheNarwhal

 

[AshleyTheNarwhal]

Numb. That's all that Ry felt. She sat there with her friends in the police station. They were shaken, so was she. She hadn't said a word since she arrived there in handcuffs. she was sitting hungover eating breakfast with her Dad when the police arrive at her house and took her away in cuffs. She couldn't get the image of her Dad crying out of her brain. She didn't do anything, why was she here?


Her eyes were red and puffy from crying silently. She still couldn't believe that Blake was dead. She felt like she just lost a family member...cause she did. She viewed all of her friends as family. "Fok." She said cursing under her breath. She was being questioned like she was the killer, she had nothing to do with it and her only alibi were the other people who were being accused as well. She didn't know what was going to happen and she was scared. 

 

[KuroNoKami39]

Kuro didn't feel anything when he was taken away, there wasn't anything he should've felt, was there? possibly regret, but that didn't feel right, anger? he was asleep at the time, so maybe...? but he wasn't that kind of guy, he honestly gave up trying to think of what he should feel. he was asleep on the couch, trying to sleep away the hang over, when they arrived to take him away. he couldn't even put on his daily inspirational sticker! at least he still had his fake star tattoo.


when they informed him of Blake's death he flat out couldn't believe it. he didn't cry, he just said in an almost hollow voice "prove it, so i know your not joking like i would."


they just said he could see him at the funeral if he wanted proof, then started drilling him like a criminal. Kuro had become more and more hollow with each question asked. each serving as proof that this was real, that it wasn't some stupid joke someone had thought of to scare him out of trouble-making. did they think he was a killer? it made sense, he caused a lot of trouble and made fun of death a lot. he answered the questions completely emotionless by the time they were almost done. he couldn't feel anything besides paralyzing fear, praying that they'll see that him and his pals didn't do anything wrong. 

 

[dontcomelooking]

About an hour later Fiona and her friends were sitting at a diner down the street, all just kind of staring at each other. Fiona downed the rest of her coffee before signaling to the waitress that she needed the cup. She rubbed her eyes, sending her already smudged eyeliner further down her face. Using her phone as a mirror she tried to fix herself a little but gave up after a few minutes. 


"So, what the fuck?" She finally asked. "How in the hell did this happen? What're we gonna do?"


Blake being dead still didn't feel real and she imagined it wasn't going to feel real until his funeral. But it pissed her off. She was just with him, last night at the party. She doesn't remember a lot but she knows she would remember Blake dying. "Does anyone remember what happened? We all left together, right?"

 

[KuroNoKami39]

Kuro stared out the window, he hadn't exactly wanted to go meet up at the diner, he kind of just wanted the hollow feeling to leave him alone. when Fiona had spoken up, he stared at her. not knowing what to say, in one corner, he should probably try to lighten the mood, in the other, he just felt like curling up and dying. what was there he could say? he couldn't remember much from last night either, he just picked at his hoodie that ironically said 'it's kill or be killed' with flowey the flower on it.


he shook his head, this tone wasn't going to do. he had to be the cheery one in the group, if not him who else? he faked a smile "well, we all got piss drunk, but we all left together! so, maybe he just faked his death! yeah! that-that could be real! maybe he left some clues at the party site for us to find all detective like and stuff so we could find him!" he said with relieved cheeriness as he came to the conclusion Blake just faked his death. it may not have been likely, but it was a nice thought, better then reality. maybe it wouldn't be so hard to get back to his cheery self after all! he duped himself into believing.

 

[MattS]

"We did leave together, but I vaguely remember hearing blake say he forgot something or other. Maybe he went back to grab whatever it was and we just continued going home?" David said in response to Fiona. He looked toward Kuro as he said something about blake faking his death, nd david's face drained of colour some, as if the memories came flooding back. "No...It was him, Kuro. It was too real not to be." he said, looking down "And there's no way it was an accident. Someone...someone put a bullet in his head." He gave himself a couple moments to calm down. "But your right in a way. Maybe we can find out who did it and why."

 

[AshleyTheNarwhal]

    Ryann sat there for awhile silent and listening to Fiona and Kuro talk. Her mouth curled up a little when Kuro tried to cheer up the group. Ryann reached over and grabbed Fiona's hand gently. "We're gon' be all right." she said. "We were all together that night, so we did nothing wrong...the true killer will be found out soon enough." At this point she wasn't even sure if she believed her own words. She looked around at all of her friends, she felt a lump grow in her throat.  


All Ryann wanted to do was go home, curl up her bed and call Blake and tell him everything she didn't get a chance to, She had a crush on Blake since they became friends. Though he was kind of a douche, that's what she kind of liked about him. It wasn't until she really started to like him when she saw how manipulative he could be...even to her. He broke her heart many times but she still would have taken a bullet for him no questions asked. But now she had to go home and come to terms with the fact that Blake is dead. A tear rolled down Ry's face. She looked at everyone. 


"Who would want to kill 'em?" she said. "Maybe he just ran into the wrong person at the wrong time..." 

 

[dontcomelooking]

Fiona appreciated Ryann's words and gave her a weak smile. "Blake would be pissed he's dead. Pissed he didnt think of faking his own death."


She turned to David then, only just registering what he said, "How would we find out? You know how many people hated the guy? He was a dick to everyone."  


She thought again for a second, "But maybe we should try? Blake would want that."


Fiona shook her head, letting herself smile for a second, "Who do you think would have it in them to kill him?" She couldn't imagine many people actually having the guts to kill him.

 

[KuroNoKami39]

Kuro's grin widened, he wouldn't give in to the idea (truth) that Blake was dead just yet, instead coming up with the ingenious idea, though he had no idea how it would work. he blurted out before his brain could switch topics "what if we explored the site of his death?! retrace our steps a bit!" then he absent mindedly wondered if they could stop at a store and buy cotton candy, cotton candy always lightens the mood! plus, if someone got some stuck in their hair... well that'd be a fun mess!


he then noticed Ryann had become really sad, then said thoughtlessly "do you want some hot cocoa? on me!" setting himself to cheer up mode. smiling brightly, saying in an overly cheery tone then should be considering the situation "HOT COCOA FOR EVERYONE! ON ME!" he probably should just stop and think before he blurts out random things but, hey, it's fun! besides he refuses to let the hollowness he felt get to him. 'must be cheery!' as his motto goes.

 

[MattS]

"It's likely a good portion of the town had it out for him, what with the blackmailing and manipulation and all." He said to Ryann and fiona. David was about to explain that they should retrace their steps, but Kuro beat him to it. "Yeah, I was about to say. Also, we need to get ahold of the autopsy report once it's done. It should have plenty of clues that could lead us to the killer." He was about to accept kuro's offer for hot cocoa when he suddenly yelled it, causing david to wince slightly. "Uh, sure that'd be great, thanks." he said to kuro