She Made Me Do It
Project Overview
She Made Me Do It is a Minecraft murder mystery series that follows the events of the past and present of the lives of each of these individuals. Each of them, In Mr.Jones' eyes have a perfectly good motive to have killed his wife, Eleonora Jones, and gotten away with it. So, He invites them over for dinner unknowing that the killer was amongst them. If the killer wants to stay out of bars, they're going to have to make sure there were no witnesses. Although our visuals are captured from an entirely custom built map within a video game, We're aspiring to bring the storyline to live in such a way that it feels like so much more, because it truly is!
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We have officially cast our very first role! The role of Aunt Ruth has been given to the amazing MargaretAshley! Thanks to all of those who applied for this role, And keep in mind we still have many others to apply for! Good luck everybody.
Robert's voice is passive and mysterious. He always speaks as if he had many secrets to tell. It's deep but not overpowering. He also pases himself when speaking. He's a very strong and confident male character. The death of his wife hit him very strong so you can hear the sadness in each word he speaks. Though he manages to combine the sadness and strength of his character.
*This scene will be a voice over while showing scenes of Robert writing a letter to his late wife*
[Sounding sad, lonely, yet confident]
My darling Eleonora, My old man once told me that a life is made out of moments. Good ones, bad ones, big and small alike. They're unpredictable and beautiful and terrifying...all at once. Every story begins with a moment and much like a life no more or less is needed to end it. Looking back, I can think of several moments that I can blame for everything. The dropped stitches that lead to the unraveling of the tapestry that has been our lives. They weren't big or loud, they didn't advertise their dire purpose....then again, maybe I wasn't listening. You always did say I was a terrible listener. I'm so sorry Eleonora, My years of silence are over. You don't have to wait any longer, Soon you will be at peace. Soon you will be avenged. With much love, Robert.
Being the oldest in the group doesn't always mean being the wisest. Though in her voice you can tell her age, her spirit and sound of mind say so much more. She's a very beautiful older woman and her voice is everything as much. She's very confidence and arrogant. Her voice is passive and slow. Almost relaxing yet pacy.
I see you've arrived. Well, Mr. Jones is in his study and he has asked me to tell you that you should freshen up before dinner. He may not be down for some time, as a very important call is coming through from London. (Sounding snooty and impressed.)
The place is looking kind of.....dusty. Almost as if no cleaning was done at all. Has Robert been to busy to dust his own doorways? Where is he anyways? It's been a long Journey and I would very much like to know why I've been dragged all the way down the coast for a so called "Dinner party"
Emma is a very beautifully sounding woman. She's very extravagant and luxurious. Though her beauty outshines anyone in the room, her personality lacks so much. She's overly confident and arrogant. Which is why she and Atticus get along so well. She doesn't have a shred of confidence in her. She's not evil, her voice is very sweet and passive but somehow she still manages to have a hint of mean girl.
Those shoes most certainly don't match with the dress darling. Trust me, I'd know... Well, Frankly I wouldn't my wardrobe is stocked with the finest of outfits. You should stop by sometime! Who are you anyway? You almost look like someone I'd remember.
Zoe's voice is very light and passive . She's extremely shy, humble and kind. She doesn't look at anyone as if she were above them. In her eyes, everyone is equal.
Oh...uh...Hello. My name is Zoe Sinclair ma'am. I receive a letter from Mr.Jone's to meet him here. I used to work for the house a few years ago. I left after....well after everything happened.
I don't get it. Why does she get so praised? All she did was make some money. Suddenly she's gone from poverty to positively royal. It's absurd. I deserve just as much as she does and yet here I am scrubbing the dishes of their leftover caviar.
The chef is a very wise and intellectual woman who keeps to herself. She knows to steer from trouble and she's very den mother-like. Her tone is passive and sturdy.
I've learned not to meddle over the years. It is not my or your place to question Mr.Jone's decisions. If they ask you how their tie looks, you nod and say it's lovely. Apart from that, you just keep your head down. Now don't be so useless girl, Hand me those potatoes!