Welcome to my new fanfiction! I have wanted to do something lighter and more easy going. This is my answer to that. I hope that you enjoy the story. I plan on doing a couple of mini-stories about murder mysteries, but I'm open to having them play some other games if you have something in mind, I would love to hear it. Anyways, I do not own any of these rights, all rights go to Monty Oum and the team at Rooster Teeth. I hope you enjoy!
With a curdling crack, the door to Team RWBY's dorm room slammed open. Yet, the sound was nothing compared to what happened next.
"Alas, how shall we go on?" Ruby Rose stood before seven of her peers, dressed in a ball gown. "My sweet, sweet butler how could this happen?"
"Ah, Ruby, what are you talking about?" Yang asked, her head tilted sideways at her half-sister's chatter. "And what are you wearing?"
"What are we even all doing here?" Nora popped up behind the group of students all waiting around in the center of the dorm room. "Why did you send us a message saying emergency meeting in your dorm?"
"What?" Ruby asked, throwing her arms up. Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. "I sent you the invitations like a month ago! You all said that you were up for it!"
"Ruby what are you talking about?" Yang raised an eyebrow, unsure of if her sister was going insane or not.
"I think she's talking about this," Weiss said, dropping a piece of card stock on the ground in front of the group. "And if I'm remembering correctly, I never said I was going to play this little game of yours."
The group of students leaned forward, doing their best to read the information on the paper. They all seemed to be having trouble with the small print on the face until Blake grabbed the card.
"You are humbly invited to a weekend of murder mystery fun. You will receive more information about your character shortly." She gave Ruby a questionable look. "Did I really get an invitation, I don't remember it."
"Oh come on, I hand delivered the character cards!" Ruby hollered, frustration building in every inch of her body. She began to pace the room as she listed off people and characters. "Weiss, you're Freda Jones, the arrogant, cheating wife of Hector Jones, Jaune. Blake, you're the mysterious new girl in town who no one has ever tried to talk to because they are all afraid of her. You have got to be kidding me!"
"Ah-ha! Do not make assumptions of all your fellow comrades," Ren stepped forward, twirling the fake moustache he stuck to his upper lip. "For I, Number 2, have not forgotten the heinous crime committed on this glorious evening. For that, we must find who has dirtied their hands and bring justice to them!"
"Ren, are you sure you're not just feeling sick?" Nora asked, poking at his face where the stick on moustache was beginning to peel away from the skin.
"Nora, if you keep doing that, it's going to fall off," Ren insisted, trying to back away from her pushy behavior.
"You look better without it on," Nora said, reaching for it but each time she was just too slow.
"I'm in character. You should be too," Ren ordered, placing a small wooden pipe into his mouth.
"Oh character! Who am I?" Nora jumped up, as though she hadn't heard anything that was already said in the group.
"You're Adeline Remington, the richest woman in town." Ren lectured her, giving her a serious look. "You're blunt and selfish and none of the other citizens like you."
"Wait, you're not supposed to know about each other's characters yet!" Ruby cut in, all of her plans going up in flames.
"I couldn't help it, Ruby. You gave it to her, and the second you were out of sight, she gave it to me." Ren explained his reasoning for having looked at Nora's card.
"Well fine, I see that none of you, except for Ren, are prepared for our evening of murder mystery fun. Luckily, I kind of saw this coming, so I made two copies of each character's card." Ruby exclaimed, not paying mind to the groan that exploded throughout the room. She opened the top drawer of her desk, finding bits and pieces of who knows what inside. It took her two more drawers and a lot of digging, but eventually she lifted a stack of card stock high in the air. "My sweet, sweet children you are alive!"
Before anyone could stop her, Ruby was handing out the cards. She waited and watched as everyone scanned over the information. A hand shot up, as Pyrrha's face distorted into a confused expression.
"I have a little question," she said, turning her paper around for everyone to see.
"No, don't do that. Here come out in the hallway with me," Ruby pulled the girl along with her. "Now, what's your question?"
"Well, it says I'm a police officer, but I've never been a police officer before. How am I supposed to do that?" Pyrrha asked, innocence dripped from her voice in a manner that Ruby couldn't even be frustrated with her.
"We're just pretending," Ruby nodded, "so there's no pressure to actually be your character. You're just supposed to pretend you are who the paper says."
"Pretend to be the police?" Pyrrha's voice didn't give any sign that she understood what was going on.
"Yes, it's all make believe. Like Ren's moustache," Ruby hoped her explanation was working.
"Okay, I think I know what you mean," Pyrrha said, though her confidence was still lacking.
Upon reentering the dorm room, Ruby was determined to get the murder mystery underway. Ever since the month before, she'd been planning every little detail about the party, and while a little part of her brain questioned how it would all work, she shoved that part into a small box that it could never break out of. Now that everyone had read their character cards, she was prepared to begin the evening of mystery and wonder.
"Welcome all to the Beacon Academy," she announced to her fellow classmates, "we shall answer the biggest question in all of Vale tonight."
"Why the White Fang is targeting Beacon?" Weiss asked, her hands resting on her hips.
"The second biggest question in all of Vale!" Ruby's voice got louder.
"Why Ozpin always carries around that cane when he doesn't seem to need it?" Yang asked, as everyone around her nodded their heads in wonder.
"Yang, you're supposed to be on my side," Ruby grumbled.
"Oh, ah, right. The biggest question in all of Vale!" Yang shouted. She instantly turned to Jaune, "But really, why do you think he carries that thing around?"
Jaune shrugged, a little unsure of everything that had happened since he woke up that morning.
"Now to begin, we must go around the room and introduce ourselves," Ruby explained. "I will begin-"
"Wait," Ren interrupted, rushing to Ruby's side. "They may know their characters, but they aren't in character." He gave a look around to the other students in the room. While Ruby and Ren were prepared and in costume, everyone else was just, standing there.
"Well, I was hoping that everyone else would find something to wear for tonight," Ruby admitted the smallest of flaws in her plan.
"We need not worry about that, for I, Number 2, have come prepared!" Ren said, before leaving the room.
"Ren, where are you going?" Nora asked, peeking her head out of the door.
"Nora, I already told you, I'm not Ren right now. I'm Number 2," he whispered, pulling in a metal rack. "Ta-da!"
Ren unzipped a plastic sheet that was covering hangers filled with different costumes. He started to unhook them before handing them over to the correct people.
"Number 2, you are the perfect number two," Ruby said, high fiving Ren. She wasted no more time, pushing people to change into the outfits prepared for them.
"Purple isn't really my color. Do I have to wear this?" Weiss asked.
"You said you would come to the murder mystery night, so you have to wear it!" Ruby ordered.
Once everyone had changed into their costumes, Ruby situated everyone around the room before once again, beginning the event.
"Welcome everyone, to Beacon Academy's first ever dinner party. I, your host Maddie Hart, have prepared finger sandwiches and carrot sticks," Ruby gave a warm welcome.
"These look like the sandwiches and carrots that we had for lunch, just cut up into smaller bites." Jaune said, until he was hushed by Ruby.
"Let us all go around the room and introduce ourselves! Like I said, I'm Maddie Hart. I live in the small but heart-warming cottage that you are in right now." She gave a wink around the room, expecting no one to break character. "Sally, introduce yourself."
"Howdy y'all, I'm Sally Alder. I'm the butler of this here house." Yang said using a thick southern drawl.
"What are you doing, Yang?" Ruby asked, her fists clenched with frustration over her friends and sister's inability.
"You said we could act any way that we wanted as long as we fit in with these cards. So, I opted to give Sally an accent." Yang said, her arms folded over her chest.
"You're mad that you're the butler."
"Not mad, just unhappy."
"That's the same thing."
"Is not," Yang said, sticking her chin in the air. She was wearing a black three-piece suit with a navy tie. She'd also managed to stick a monocle into her left eye. Fitting the image that Ruby had, had for her.
"Well, I for one think this cottage that you own is below me," Weiss stopped the fighting by announcing herself. Her purple gown gave the appearance of wealth and beauty. It had a tight fit around the waist, but fanned out from the bottom. "I, Freda Jones, believe that only beautiful things should be a part of my life."
"Right, yes, ah, that," Jaune sputtered in, "I agree with my wife because I am Hector Jones of the Jones family." He shrugged, but Ruby gave him a thumbs up. He, too, was wearing a suit, but a purple vest and tie that better matched his wife's dress.
The two fit their characters well; then again, Ruby had picked out their characters so they didn't have to try too hard.
An evil, cackling laugh erupted from the far corner of the room. "You may find yourself above this, but I am the only one in this town that is truly above you all." Nora's voice was quiet yet chilling. "After all, I am Adeline Remington!"
Blake yawned; resting her head on the back of the chair she was sitting on. She was the only one in a comfortable outfit of a simple black t-shirt and jeans. "So why are we all here again?"
"It's Jane Doe, the mysterious newcomer in town!" Ruby said, introducing her to the other guests. "We are here tonight to better get to know the newest member of our town. I thought it would be best to host such a party, since Officer Mapleton said Jane didn't seem to have many friends."
"Oh, that's me right?" Pyrrha asked, wearing a navy blue uniform with a metal badge stuck to the left shoulder. "I'm Officer Mapleton, at you service." She stood, saluting everyone.
"And I, am the private eye, that no one in town dares to question. For I am Number 2," Ren said, a grin on his face.
"Number 2? That's your like actual name?" Blake asked, wondering where Ruby had gotten all of the names she'd picked out.
Ruby tip toed over to her sister, whispering in her ear. "Now you have to fall over dead, Yang."
"What? But we only just started? Why do I have to die now?" Yang hollered, giving away the surprise.
"Because it's a murder mystery, someone has to die. Please, just die." Ruby begged.
"Oh, no! I feel quite flush. I'm a thinking, I ain't gonna make it!" Yang called out, stumbling about the room in a high dramatic scene. She fell to the ground in the center of the room, reaching out for Ruby. "My dear Missus, please find w-who killed me."
And that's when the real fun began.