Mystery #2 Solution (No Spoilers Here)
RUPERT: Nobody accuses Rupert Munch of wrongdoing! I'll crush you like a poodle!
JEFF: Before you begin the crushing process, here's how I can PROVE that your story is wraught with fibbery!
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RUPERT: I hate to admit it, but I must concede to your superior intellect and astute observational skills. I hope that someday you can forgive my transgressions, but until that day arrives I merely hope that you'll...DIE!!!!!
[Rupert rushes at Jeff with a knife. Jeff steps out of the way at the very last instant before he would've been poked, then bashes Rupert in the face with his elbow, and snatches the knife from Rupert's grasp. Jeff knows that with great power comes great responsibility, but his passion is too great, and he plunges the knife deep into Rupert's chest. Rupert falls to the ground.]
RUPERT: What...what have you become, Jeff? What has this quest for vengeance done to you...?
[Rupert lets out one final gasp, and then dies.]
JEFF: I did what anybody else would do. [softly] Anybody else.
[There is doubt in his voice. Doubt in his eyes. He wipes away a single tear, and slowly walks away.]
Two more members of Mumblecrust remain. I know that many of you reading this blog feel that I've gone too far, that I've lost my humanity, but you just don't understand. You've never held a copy of Gleefully Macabre Tales in your hands, never breathed in its papery scent. There will be more Mumblecrust blood spilled--much more--and I will not stop until my destiny has been fulfilled.
I am in the right.
....
Oh, God, what have I become...?
JEFF: Before you begin the crushing process, here's how I can PROVE that your story is wraught with fibbery!
For the solution, click here:
http://horrorworld.org/v-web/bulletin/bb/viewtopic.php?t=3405
RUPERT: I hate to admit it, but I must concede to your superior intellect and astute observational skills. I hope that someday you can forgive my transgressions, but until that day arrives I merely hope that you'll...DIE!!!!!
[Rupert rushes at Jeff with a knife. Jeff steps out of the way at the very last instant before he would've been poked, then bashes Rupert in the face with his elbow, and snatches the knife from Rupert's grasp. Jeff knows that with great power comes great responsibility, but his passion is too great, and he plunges the knife deep into Rupert's chest. Rupert falls to the ground.]
RUPERT: What...what have you become, Jeff? What has this quest for vengeance done to you...?
[Rupert lets out one final gasp, and then dies.]
JEFF: I did what anybody else would do. [softly] Anybody else.
[There is doubt in his voice. Doubt in his eyes. He wipes away a single tear, and slowly walks away.]
Two more members of Mumblecrust remain. I know that many of you reading this blog feel that I've gone too far, that I've lost my humanity, but you just don't understand. You've never held a copy of Gleefully Macabre Tales in your hands, never breathed in its papery scent. There will be more Mumblecrust blood spilled--much more--and I will not stop until my destiny has been fulfilled.
I am in the right.
....
Oh, God, what have I become...?
posted by Jeff Strand at 7:00 PM
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