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23 November 2011 / leggypeggy

Whodunnit in Kuala Lumpur? (10 photos)

Best dressed—Lily as Helen.

Best actor—Glen as Tost.

Ever since Turkmenistan—that was way back in early August—Megan has been working on the script and intricate details for a Murder Mystery Night, involving everyone from the truck who wanted to play a part.

The task was plenty of fun, but not without it challenges. People dropped in and dropped out, so Megan had to rewrite parts of the play as she went along. In the end, she produced 112 pages of character descriptions, script, clues, plot hints, cryptic notes, maps, news clippings and the like.

Then it took quite a few countries before we reached a place where characters were not off doing side trips and where the hostel/hotel could accommodate the crowd. That place was finally Kuala Lumpur in Malaysia with 17 people playing parts and a corpse roaming around acting very undead.

Some of the character names were hilarious. Megan was detective Herculia Pourout. Then there was Shoelace, the thug; Fifi Flankelflost, the brash and eccentric American (that was me); Dr Bill, my accompanying psychiatrist; Jon Bovi, the famous muso; Emile Escargot (see the clue with his signature), the gifted wine critic; and all the rest. Poor John was owner of the inn where the murder took place and father of Mike, the victim.

There were four rounds of role-playing with clues and pieces of evidence being revealed along the way. And motives—good grief, it seemed that virtually everyone wanted Mike dead, even his distraught girlfriend who planned to run off with another fella. Add to that blackmail, clandestine liaisons, secret organisations, bad debts, bad blood, falsified credentials, ancient family feuds, murderous streaks and the demon drink, and we had a whole room full of likely perpetrators.

At the end of the night, Herculia asked us all to vote on who we thought had been the best actors and who had been best dressed for their part. She also asked us to vote on who we thought had Dunnit. Not even the murderer knew! But not one of us got it right!  Perhaps that was because most of us had been hitting the booze throughout the evening—to drown our sorrow over Mike’s death, no doubt. Luckily Herculia’s grey matter came to the rescue and she explained how XXXX and only XXXX could have done it. So XXXX didn’t get away with murder.

So who is XXXX? Before I wrote this blog item, I asked Megan, who is a playwright in her own right, if she had any other plans for this literary effort and if she cared, either way, whether I revealed the name of the murderer. That set her to thinking and she decided she might do something more with the storyline. So you’ll just have to see the play when it hits the stage. When you hear all the evidence, you’ll agree that XXXX and only XXXX could have done it.

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  1. Brian Lageose / Jul 9 2016 9:43 am

    This sounds like a hoot of a time. Back in the day, I wrote a whodunnit for my partner’s 40th, but it was nowhere near this intricate, although the free-flowing libations seem quite familiar…

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    • leggypeggy / Jul 9 2016 7:36 pm

      My goodness, I forgot about this extravaganza. What a great night it was. I must write Megan and see if she has done anything with the play. But first I’ll have a glass of wine.

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