DW MURDER MYSTERY

1 d1dnt m34n 1t..1 d1dnt m34n 1t..

*hands shaking, staring at the floor* 1 d1dnt m34n 1t..1 sw34r.. *starts backing away slowly*

*tears streaming down face* n-n0 pl34s3..1 w4sn7 7h1nk1ng cl34r.. *tries to run but stumbles*

Sky (5 year old girl): w-what happened? What’s this black stuff?

Sky: I-i don’t understand what that means.

Sky: so he’s sleeping forever?

*Razzle continues to hold him close, and he keeps stroking his hair* "That's better...let's just try to stay calm...we don't need to get worked up..." *He looks at the man, who is still trying to break free from the ropes. He is starting to get tired, and he is starting to lose his strength*

*looks at the man*(dawg if you even TRY.)

*The man glares at him, and he speaks in a cold, menacing voice* "Don't threaten me...I'm not afraid of you..." *He continues to struggle against the ropes, but he is starting to get tired and he is losing his strength*

Scraps: "YOU'RE CUTTING ONIONS WITH A KNIFE?! AND WHY DO YOU HAVE A KNIFE IN THE FIRST PLACE?!"

... how else would I cut onions?

Scraps: "WITH YOUR HANDS! NOT A KNIFE!" *She was getting more and more angry and was getting ready to lunge at Blaster*

idk who he is imma do the sus tag him

Shelly: "Any luck?" Yatta: "No..." Blot: "I'm worried..."

(THROW HIM IN A DITCH WITH FLAMING GLASS AT THE BOTTOM)

*Razzle laughs a bit* "That's a bit extreme...let's just tie him up and take him back to the others...they can decide what to do with him..."

(oh. that idea is good to.)