The Case Of The Mysterious Missing Clue
Addendum to file: This file, which has already
appeared in CLUE, had somehow dropped away to the
datea netherworld. So, I've re-issued it, for the
edification of those who have not yet experienced it.
Well faithful readers, just when you thought it
couldn’t get any worse… The following tale comes
courtesy of the same individual who informed C.L.U.E.
about CaseFile No. 4 (the St. Sam who liked to break
It was a very simple job. A local Yakuza boss wanted
some muscle to help protect his family while he was
attending some high level negotiations with other
bosses. The runner group was to stay in the family
home (which was already equipped with a state of the
art security system).
The team decker set himself up in the control room for
the security system. The PhysAd and the Mage were
staying with the family in the basement family room.
The Troll St. Sam set up in the main floor living
room, fondling his guns.
Decker: I sweep the outside with the security
cameras. What do I see?
GM: You see a long black car drive slowly past the
house down the street. It makes a U-turn and parks in
front of the house. Two suits get out of the car.
One of them is carrying a large briefcase. They are
looking at the house, and talking to each other.
Decker: Hmmmm. I aim the microphones at them. What
are they saying?
GM: One says “have you hit the house yet?” The other
says “No, I was waiting for you.” The first says
“Right, lets do it!” They begin to walk towards the
St. Sam: “Right on! I grab my shotgun and head for
the front door. I wait for them to get close.”
GM: “They approach the front door. One opens the
briefcase and reaches inside.”
Decker: “I use the security system to alert Lone
GM: “OK - Lone Star is on it’s way”
St. Sam: No time for that! I pull the door open. Do
I see the guys?”
GM: Ummm yeah, they’re right in front of you. Point
St. Sam: “I fire my shot gun! One shot to each of
GM: “No problem. You blow baseball size holes in
both their chests, they collapse, dead. A book and
some papers fall out of the briefcase. In the
distance you hear sirens and the sound of a helicopter
Decker: “A book? I zoom in the cameras. Do these
guys look familiar?”
GM: “Well, one of them is wearing some sort of name
St. Sam: “Name tag? What does it say”
GM: As the first Lone Star van turns into the
driveway, you read the name tag on one of the bodies.
It says “Elder Smith, Church of Jesus Christ of Latter
I think that, due to the religious nature of this
piece, perhaps a moment of silence would be
appropriate, in deference to the suffering inflicted
by the Clueless on fellow players and GMs everywhere.
In regards to the ‘Repeat Offender’ in CaseFile No. 7,
C.L.U.E. received responses from dedicated readers
across the globe, but unfortunately, not one guessed
correctly (well, actually, one person DID, but it was
only after three ‘hints’, so that doesn’t really
count…). The Donut Shop Gun incident was perpetrated
by the same player who controlled the Rigger
Helicopter pilot from the Tir debacle detailed in
CaseFile No. 2.
Finally, I would like to take this time to thank all
my readers who have sent (and continue to send) along
their comments, compliments, and 'war stories’ (after
all, my guys can only do so much clueless stuff before
I would be forced to engineer a little ‘accident’.
Being President of CLUE does carry certain
Karen - firstname.lastname@example.org