MobileRead Winter Contest: Discussion

[dakini]

well, since my guess is really nothing more than a shot in the dark i guess i better start saving to buy my own kobo glo!

[ProfCrash]

The odds aren't that bad given the number of folks who are alive.

[BearMountainBooks]

So to be clear, there will be no more "episodes?" This was the end and we now must assemble what clues might be scattered and bribe, er, threaten, er, beg...the mods...uhm, nevermind... to make our guesses???

[pdurrant]

The last episode was posted today. You must send your entry into the competition address by midnight EST on MOnday 7th January, 2013.

I attach ebooks (ePub and Kindle/Mobi/KF8) for convenient off-line reading over the rest of the weekend.

[crich70]

It's too bad they didn't end the story with something like:

"The guilty party, obviously, is ................"

Spoiler:

now you didn't think it'd be that easy did you?

[pilotbob]

Originally Posted by BearMountainBooks

So to be clear, there will be no more "episodes?" This was the end and we now must assemble what clues might be scattered and bribe, er, threaten, er, beg...the mods...uhm, nevermind... to make our guesses???

I could tell you who the killer is, but then I'd have to kill you!

BOb

[pdurrant]

Originally Posted by pilotbob

I could tell you who the killer is, but then I'd have to kill you!

Worse! We'd have to disqualify him from the competition!

[ravenne]

No more killings, please!

[pdurrant]

Billi put together the verses that appear in the episodes over in the German Forum discussion. I though that was a good idea.

’Twas the Night Before ......... MURDER!!

’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
All the mods were a-stirring, including Grand Mouse.
The stockings were hung up by dreams with great care,
In hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.

When out on the street, there arose such a clatter,
dreams sprang from the hearth to see what was the matter,
Away to the window she flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of mid-day to the body below.
A terrible sight met dreams’ eyes causing tears,
A miniature BOb, with his feet by his ears.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old sight,
And we laughed when we saw him, in spite of the night!
A click of the pen and a check next to "Dead"
Soon gave us to know we had nothing to dread.

His wings, how they glistened! His drumsticks, how merry!
His skin gleamed and glittered, as red as a cherry!
Surrounded with garnish in the shape of a bow,
And the meat of his drumsticks was white as the snow!

The punch he had made, it was no longer fit
For any to drink, no, not even a bit
For deep in the bowl had been pushed his grand nose
Now quiet as a mouse but in more than a doze.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
Lit up by the fire, flames circled his laptop,
And sizzled each time spam burst with a pop!

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And searched through the book for the typos that lurk.
His fingers a blur as they tapped at the keys,
He fixed up the text with the greatest of ease.

The mods for the most part were now all quite dead,
While visions of cookies still danced in one head.
The sprinkles on top added with a sharp rap
Had settled him down for a long winter's nap.

And then, in a twinkling, we heard on the stairs
Footsteps that thundered, laden with cares.
The sounds they grew louder, turned all heads around,
Down the stairs with his toys, he came with a bound.

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
His notes fly into cold air, and mount to the sky.
Sadly it ceased, no more music he said,
In addition to hands, it requires a head.

Dead is BOb! Dead is Pooh! Dead is Paul and dead's Don!
Gone, Harry! Gone, DaleDe, Gone, Great Nate and Tom!
Are all dead by your hand? But it's you next it seems!
So dash away! Dash away! Dash away, dreams!

[poohbear_nc]

Originally Posted by pilotbob

I could tell you who the killer is, but then I'd have to kill you!

BOb

And he'd probably lie to you ... hoping to keep the prizes for himself!

[poohbear_nc]

Originally Posted by BearMountainBooks

So to be clear, there will be no more "episodes?" This was the end and we now must assemble what clues might be scattered and bribe, er, threaten, er, beg...the mods...uhm, nevermind... to make our guesses???

You must use your little gray cells, think the worst of every character, send a blank check to me at my private roost, and have another pint as you ratiocinate your way to fabulous prizes!

[Agatha Chicken]

Have I stumped you all? Haven't you figured out yet who the culprit is? I couldn't possibly give you any more clues!

[besides, I need a new ereader .... if no one guesses correctly, there's sure to be some unclaimed prizes ...]

Keep trying everyone! Remember - I wrote down everything just like it happened!

[pdurrant]

Originally Posted by Agatha Chicken

Keep trying everyone! Remember - I wrote down everything just like it happened!

Or everything happened just like Agatha wrote it down! The terrible power of an author....

I'm looking forward to the closing date. I want to get out of these soaked holiday clothes.

[crich70]

Originally Posted by pdurrant

Or everything happened just like Agatha wrote it down! The terrible power of an author....

I'm looking forward to the closing date. I want to get out of these soaked holiday clothes.

Are you saying that green isn't your color pdurrant?

[Iznogood]

I think I might have an idea ... or two ... or even three.

Just one more thing (yeah, I'm into the role of my great detective right now - guess who):
The question is about the topography of the house, a subject that is not covered in the story. Where is the kitchen located in respect to the lounge? How is the quality of the walls? Could e.g. voices or a crash in the lounge be heard in the kitchen, or is the kitchen so far away that we can say that ravenne in the kitchen couldn't possibly hear anything of the happenings in the lounge, no matter how noisy?

In chapter 2, dreams says "You'll have time to run up to the Patricia Clark Memorial Library", but in chapter 8 it is "Alex, Jellby and HarryT walked down the hall to the library". (Emphasize is mine). Since I'm not familiar with building customs abroad, where is the hall located? Is the hall (and thereby the library) in the same floor as the lounge or is it located in the floor above?