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Made!

Any ideas?

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Yeah. I've been wanting to do this one for a long time. It's kind of based off of Dexter, so...

There's a serial killer tormenting New Orleans, killing only people who were released after a limited sentence or the jury found them Not Guilty. A weird pattern, but it was there nonetheless. The head medical examiner is constantly working on the bodies, but what no one suspects is that she is the serial killer - well, except for the homocide detective, who's also been known for being a lady's man. As he fights to prove her guilt, and she tries to hide her secret better, could there possibly be a romance brewing? There really is a fine line between love and hate...

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You can come up with the other one. But also, if you like that one, can I be the medical examiner? I'll be the guy in the other one if so.

[[ resident reaper ]]

Lol sounds like a wrapped Dexter xD but i like

I have some ideas as well but it depends on your taste, I have some crime rps, supernatural rps, both and so forth.

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I love crime, fantasy, and supernatural. I also like fairytales (most of the time, twisted), and a bit of a darker story. I like both happy and sad endings so either way would be fine.

[[ resident reaper ]]

A witch with the gift of speaking to lost souls gets accused of murder when she is at the wrong place at the wrong time. And the detective who won't leave her be until she starts revealing the truth. But to do that, she would have to say she was a witch, and that would mean her death.

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I like it.

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Its been awhile since I found someone who liked crime as well XD
We literally have the same taste :D

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Ikr ^.^ I love crime... mainly because I'm constantly watching crime shows but whatever. xD

[[ resident reaper ]]

I love reading and watching crime so I'm with ya

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Have you read the Women's Murder Club series by James Patterson?

[[ resident reaper ]]

No I have not, should I?

[∬∞∬ ℂαcαєsтнєsια]

It's pretty good. There's 11 or more books right now.

[[ resident reaper ]]

Okay, I'll try it out once I get another break

[∬∞∬ ℂαcαєsтнєsια]

Alright. ^.^

[[ resident reaper ]]

I can get the basic out for the characters if you want?

[∬∞∬ ℂαcαєsтнєsια]

Alright, sounds good.

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So I'm the detective in the witch one and the medical examiner, correct?

[[ resident reaper ]]

yeah!

[∬∞∬ ℂαcαєsтнєsια]

Okai, sounds good^.^

[[ resident reaper ]]

Charrie time! :D

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Template?

[[ resident reaper ]]

simple one
name, age, gender, appearance

[∬∞∬ ℂαcαєsтнєsια]

Okay.

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Name: Blair Hecate
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance:

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Name: Detective Ryan Kincaid
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance:

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[ Name ]
Belle Denton

[ Age ]
25

[ Gender ]
Female

[ Appearance ]



[ Other ]
Belle is a genius, one who gained her doctorite at the age of 23 and has been working as a forensic pathologist for the past couple years.

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[ Name ]
Nevin Henderson
Nicknames: Nev

[ Age ]
26

[ Gender ]
Male

[ Appearance ]



[ Other ]
He's known to be a bit awkward, but at the same time he makes a great detective: he knows exactly how criminals think, and maybe it scares him a little bit.

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Sorry it's so late... I got distracted and then I fell asleep xD

[[ resident reaper ]]

lol its fine

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So, do you want to start?

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hmmm i don't know where to start really, how shall we set the stage

[∬∞∬ ℂαcαєsтнєsια]

Maybe for the Dexter one, going to another crime scene? And then for the witch one... her getting arrested but swearing she did nothing?

[[ resident reaper ]]

Okay, that sounds good!

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"Kincaid, we found another body. Get down to the scene immediately." Captain Carter's voice rang with a barking order as Ryan was wakened from his sleep. It wasn't much sleep, in truth, it was more of a nap but that didn't stop him from grudgingly getting up with irritation. The clock read 3 am.

Ryan sat up from the bed quickly, rubbing his temples together to decreasing the inevitable headache that would form. He scratched the side of his chin forgetting that he hasn't shaved in days since they had figured out, a serial killer was loose in New Orleans. Since than Ryan had swore he would catch the bastard that is doing this, and worked twice as hard as anybody at the station.

After a few moments of Ryan was dressed and out of the house. He called dispatch to give him the location of the crime scene he was heading to. Once at the scene, Ryan got to work. Ordering officers to secure everything, get names of potential witnesses and keep the media out.

Ryan examined the scene and the new victim, that lied in a pool of blood. "Anything new, or is it similar to our killer's MO?" he asked forensic team as he bent down with gloves to inspect the body.

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Blair didn't understand what had happened. One minute she is simply going to buy some herbs from the local store and the next she was standing over a dead body and holding a blooded candlestick. Nothing made any sense. And she was too freaked out by the scene to realize its implications or to even preform a proper spell.

The next thing she knowns is she is sitting in a dark room at the police station. A man earlier had came in, to scrap some blood from her finger nails and hand. He had also asked her for her shirt which had been smeared with blood from Blair trying to help Lacey. She only stood in her black tank top and blue jeans, and the room was freezing cold. She paced the room waiting for someone to finally come in to sort this out and let her go. That couldn't possibly believe she did this, can they?

Blair felt a sickening in her stomach, her intuition told her that they did. After all, she was holding the object that may have killed Lacey. She shivered and shook her head, trying not to remember the horrible look on Lacey's face.

All Blair could tell was, someone had used dark magic. A lot of dark magic to kill Lacey because Blair couldn't sense her soul. And that could only mean someone had ripped Lacey's soul from her body.

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Belle was already there, knealing over the body gently touching certain parts with gloved hands. "Same MO, there's an injection mark here," she pointed to the neck, "where they sedated the victim. Then, they slit their throat. You can see by how underclean the edges are, the knife was serated as usual.

"The only difference is that this time the victim was just left in the alleyway, they weren't cut up, thrown in bags, and then put within the dumpster. Even stranger still is the fact that there are no blood pools except this small one around the head, as if they just dropped off the body here because they didn't have time to finish it off. I'm no blood spatter expert, but I am an expert on the human body and this isn't enough blood to have killed the man. The rest has to be somewhere else." Belle took out a bag and put in a small sharp of silver, a strange thing, after picking it up from the open neck wound with a clip. Although she didn't bother briefing Ryan on that part, mainly because there hadn't been any tests taken on it.

As Belle talked, she directed the detective's glance towards certain areas on the body. "There is no identifiation, but I'm pretty sure that this is Brian Kelly - that guy who got off from the double homocide a few months ago. Sorry to say, but the asshole deserved this."

She stood up, taking her gloves off carefully and putting them in a baggy to throw away later. She smoothed down her jeans that got crumpled from knealing for so long, and pulled down the black blouse she wore. Of course, unlike most of her colleages, she wore sneakers - there was no way she'd wear heels in her job. A lot of the time the body was in uneven terrain, something she didn't want to risk in stiletos.

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Nevin was sitting behind the one-way mirror. He watched this woman's every movement, how she acted with the detective earlier and how she acted in the time he was gone. It was curious, because it didn't seem very likely to him based on her behavior that she killed that woman, yet she was found with the likely murder weapon and blood all over her, the pattern as if she had hit the victim over and over again.

"Johnson, are you sure this one had anything to do with the crime?" Nevin asked quietly, not moving his head to look at this partner - the man who's questioned her earlier and who arrived on the scene to take her away before Nevin got there. "This crime was malicious, and this girl is either the best actress known to man or completely innocent."

"I'm sure, Henderson. You didn't see how she was standing over the victim. There's no question in my mind," Johnson replied, looking at his partner curiously. He never truly understood how Nevin was always right when it came to these criminals, and maybe he was a little determind to make him wrong.

"I trust you opinion," Nevin murmured. "There's always the possibility of DID, but I doubt that'd stand up in court if she chose to plea insanity." He tapped his foot, trying to figure this woman out. How he saw the crime scene, there was no doubt about some personal connection with how vicious the attack was.

Nevin pictured himself back at the scene, walking in to see blood everywhere, the body beatened and battered. Instantly he felt himself in the place of the criminal, rage filling himself as he attacked, hitting the woman over and over and over again. Adrenaline surged through him to give him extra strength, and until blood covered the whole alleyway he didn't stop. When he saw who they arrested as the lead suspect, it had surprised him; how could such a girl hold so much rage within her to do that?

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Ryan eyed Belle and listened to what she said but took it lightly. There was something seriously odd about this woman. He didn't know what it was, but he had a gut feeling that nagged at him. "A bit of advise Ms. Denton. Keep your opinions to yourself. If I wanted your opinion, I would have asked. Your job is find how the killer did this, not pass judgement on the dead. Your dismissed, the team will handle the rest from here and bring you the body for an autopsy." He said to her, looking at her with a stern look before returning his full attention to the body.

Once she moved away from the body, he moved closer in to examine everything for himself. He preferred doing this on his own, and then making his own deductions. Unlike most cops, he didn't get emotional involved. He kept things strictly neutral. He always believed that other people's emotion's could tell a person a lot, but if the person was too involved in their own, they won't notice others.

So the previous victims were all drained, sliced then diced. The killer always seemed to sedate the victim. The reason for sedating them could because it was easier to kidnap and kill them. It could also be because the killer was incapable of taken the victim down. That means their killer in theory could be male or female.

Ryan already knew this perp was very smart, has surgical abilities, access to drug sedatives, and was cocky enough to believe they could get away with it. Even if the killer were somehow interrupted form the normal MO, thus leaving the current victim in this new fashion, to place them in this time of area. The street was busy enough place to be caught, not to mention...

Ryan glanced up at the apartment building and the restaurant that the alley was between, there were windows on apartment building side. "Carter, come over here." he said gesturing to his partner. Someone definitely saw what happened in the alley and they were in one of the windowed apartments. He brief told Carter, to grab some cops and have them talk to every person on the windowed floor to see everybody saw anything.

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Blair paced around the room, tapping her foot as she rubbed her arms to heat herself. This was really started to worrier her out. How could they possibly believe she would kill Lacey? I mean, sure Lacey and Blair would getting into small fights about the right herbs to use for a spell but she'd never hurt her.

Blair sighed loudly, running a hand through her hair. She glanced at the mirror that was 3 feet away from her. From all the police movies she used to watch, that was most likely a two-way mirror. She wondered who was watching her from the other side. She looked at the mirror, and under her breath, she said softly in what was hopefully too hard to hear, "Give me sight and hearing." she said in a latin tongue before her eyes adjusted and she was now able to see and hearing as the two male detective stood near each other and spoke about her.

Her mouth nearly dropped as she heard them say that they actually believed that she killed Lacey. And they were practically going to pin it on her when she was innocent. Blair marched up to the mirror with a stern demeanor and knocked on it, "Hello! Somebody better come in here and explain to me what the hell is going on!...uh....also I have to use the bathroom.." she said her sternness had lost weight when she mentioned the bathroom part. It wasn't her fault that she needed to use the bathroom when she got really nervous for a long period of time.