two years ago i cracked the code for writing a formula for a mystery novel and i can not find my notes on it nor can i find the articles that i read that helped me figure it out. it was like a circle that went OUTWARDS from key aspects that a plot needs but i keep getting "hero's journey" or a circle that is really just a wheel with a regular plot and i know what i mean but i can't FIND my notes about it??? i had multiple pages talking about mystery plots and i can only find the one and i am cursing past Erin for not keeping better track of them
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The eerie silence settled over the town square like a thick fog as the crowd stood frozen, eyes locked on the scene unfolding before them. They watched with bated breath, hearts pounding in their chests, afraid to even blink for fear of missing a crucial moment.
"YOU'RE A KILLER, A MURDERER! YOU'RE CRAZY!!" The words echoed through the still air, cutting through the tension like a knife. The man's voice trembled with anger, his faƧade of confidence crumbling in the face of the woman's calm demeanor.
"Darling, if you kill a killer, it's still murder," she responded coolly, her voice a stark contrast to his outburst. Her words hung in the air, leaving him at a loss for a rebuttal.
Caught in the spotlight of the onlookers, he glanced around nervously, searching for some sign of support or guidance. But the faces staring back at him were filled with apprehension, offering no solace or reassurance.
"Bet you a gold piece she escapes?" a hushed voice whispered from the outskirts of the crowd, breaking the tense silence. Another voice chimed in, setting the terms of the wager.
"50 bronze ones, or nothing."
A ripple of murmurs spread through the crowd as the bet was struck, adding an undercurrent of anticipation to the already charged atmosphere.
The woman's laughter cut through the tension like a bolt of lightning, sending shivers down the man's spine. It was a sound tinged with madness, a glimpse into the depths of her unpredictable nature.
As the echoes of her laughter faded away, a chill settled over the square, leaving the spectators on edge and uncertain of what was to come. The man's fear grew with each passing moment, a gnawing sensation in the pit of his stomach telling him that this was far from over.
And he knew, deep down, that he had reason to be afraid.
For in that moment, he realized that he was not the hunter, but the hunted.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Team Fortress 2
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Characters: Medic (Team Fortress 2), Spy (Team Fortress 2), Sniper (Team Fortress 2), Scout (Team Fortress 2), Heavy (Team Fortress 2), Demoman (Team Fortress 2), Engineer (Team Fortress 2), Pyro (Team Fortress 2), Soldier (Team Fortress 2), Miss Pauling (Team Fortress 2), Administrator (Team Fortress 2), Tf2 OC - Character
Additional Tags: Mystery, Alternate Universe, Original Character(s)
Summary:
A new Merc joins a Battle worn team in the middle of the desert, hoping to get away from memories that don't seem to be his anymore.
But after a few months of endless fighting, he realizes that the go-lucky team he's joined isn't really that innocent after all, and his attempts to dig deeper might uncover things that should have been left buried.
Everything feels slowed down. People are running at half speed, voices sound far deeper than normal, and thereās the sound of a baby crying somewhere in the back of his mind. He canāt decide if this is something out of a horror movie or a comedy. Maybe itās a mix of both.
He continues to sit there, staring down at his hands. For a brief second, he sees blood. His blood? Someone elseās?Ā
Who did he hurt?
āHenrik!ā
This voice is not slowed down or deeper pitched. It sounds like Jackie, normal, ordinaryĀ Jackie, and heās standing right in front of the doctor, dressed in full uniform. Jackie looks utterly wiped, and Henrik canāt blame him.
Itād been a false alarm.
āHenrik, youāre not at fault for this,ā Jackieās voice is far too gentle for his liking, and Henrik scoffs, watching the slowed run of nurses trying to do damage control. Heās far too numb to bring himself to care about angry new mothers complaining about this disturbance.
āAre you listening?ā
He mutters something in German, shifting his whole body to the side. The translation Jackie manages to catch isĀ āmystery manā, because Jackie puts his hands on Henrikās shoulders and spins him back around.Ā āWho called you?ā
āI donāt know.ā Henrik mutters. Jackie snaps his fingers by Henrikās ear, trying to snap him out of his delirium.Ā
āFocus, who called you?ā
āI donāt know! He would not say.ā
āWhat did he sound like?ā Jackieās eyes are narrowed, staring angrily at Henrik. Henrik logically knows Jackieās not actually mad at him, heās mad at the situation, but in his panicked delirium, he can imagine Jackie dropping him out of a top story window for the trouble heās caused.
ā...he...ā Henrik shrugs weakly.Ā āHe sounded like us.ā
āThatās not a whole lot, we have a whole list of Forgotten Jerkbags who sound like us. Give me more.ā
ā...I donāt know!ā Henrik protests, shrinking back.Ā āWhat else do you want? He sounded like...like you. With your Irish...accent? Yes. Like you.ā
Jackieās raises an eyebrow. Thereās a fleeting expression on his face that tells Henrik he knowsĀ something, and Henrik isnāt sure if he likes that or if heād prefer Jackie to go back to being angry at him instead.
āIām taking you home,ā Jackie says finally.Ā āYou need rest.ā
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How many times has he seen people use human shields now? People do bizarre things when theyāre panicked and defensive, using their own friends as a bargaining chip. Today is no exception, and as Jackie holds his sword out in front of him, heās trying to decide if itās worth running the shield through to get to his target, or if heās better off waiting.
The worst part, is that Jackie knowsĀ why these thoughts are entering his head. He tries not to be a killer of innocent people, but itās not like the shields are exactly innocent either. Itās a horrific standoff, with him staring down the human shield rather than his intended mark.
āJackieboy, please,ā the shield whispers.Ā āPlease donāt kill me. Please donāt hurt me.ā The manās sweating, eyeing the sword just inches from his face.Ā āYouāre the hero, I know you are. Iāll submit, Iāll go to jail, Iāll help you, just please...help me...ā
Jackie lets out a frustrated cry as he turns suddenly, ramming his sword into the wall, kicking his leg out at the same time to trip the pair and knock them over.Ā āGet out of my head!ā He snarls to no one.
Oh, but Jackie, you know you want to.Ā
āIām not a killer,ā he whispers, waving his hand to let the police rush in.Ā āIām a hero, and you have no power over me.ā
Oh, so you do know me. Very good. I suspect weāll meet again soon.Ā
āOf course I know you,ā Jackie snarls, craning his neck back to stare at the sky.Ā āI know about all of you.ā
ā¦So, I legally have to keep transmitting while Iām on case unless something confidential happens, and flight time is going to be a big olā chunk of nothing, so. Anyone got any questions Iām allowed to answer? Wakeās great but heās hardly conversational.
Sir.
Oh, right. Also, for the sake of understanding whatās been going on, we still need to determine how Ms. Abdullah got offplanet, and what happened to her to begin with. So if anyone out thereās already trawling scans of the local nebula, please keep doing that. Wake needs to keep a full record, because even if sheās fine, a future Admin going MIA isnāt something that makes anyone happy. And given what she left behind, I canāt imagine itās a nice story.