#murder party sheriff

[murderpartycoolthing]

murder party ask blog cause yea

siiighhhhh i need sum better images

hi 2 murder party fans on thid app

i lovw sherrif🤗🤗🤗🤗📢📢📢

hey guys... wanna do this ask blog thing together???!!!

oh I've seen stuff like this, sure i guess. what about murderer & sherrif tho??

oh... you know what, sure, I'll join. i mean, what could go wrong??

party planner what is any of this. i don't like it at all. but fine, if you'll stop inviting me to those parties of yours.

woowww... you're TOTALLY fun.. but hey, you're actually joining us for once!!!!!!

owner of this is @scrae

i go by he/she!!

anyways pink is party planner

red is murderer

blue is sherrif

green is hacker

i might have it so that hunter & detective r here aswell but theres basically NOTHING abt them as characters i think... siigh

[piplup335]

Contest submission #2! (Murder Party, Roblox)

contest submission #2 lmao, pretty sure I wrote this in early 2023 for another contest going on in the same server also didn't win this one lmao enjoy!

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It was dark. And danger always lurked in the shadows. Every turn in another dark alley, every footstep he made...it could all lead to his inevitable doom. Criminals and syndicates prowled around, searching for another unsuspecting individual to target for their own benefit. "Where to go, where to go...I can't just run forever! I need shelter!" After being evicted a few weeks prior, the man realised how he had foolishly taken the refuge of his own home for granted. Another turn, and the man saw a sight that blessed his eyes. A mansion. One that belonged to the very man on a news article he read earlier that day. According to the article, the man who owned the mansion donated over a million dollars to charity, earning the trust and respect of society. To him, that was the place to go. He would be safe from the horrors of poverty and humanity for the rest of his life... ...right?

The first thing he felt as soon as he stepped into the mansion was the cold air hitting his face. Air conditioning. He hadn't felt that in weeks! While appreciating the chilly air on his face, he didn't realise the man standing right in front of him. "Oh, apologies! I didn't see you there." "It's fine. Welcome to my mansion, a refuge for the less fortunate. I assume that you came here in seek of shelter?" Nodding repeatedly, the owner of the grand mansion led him in. Little did the poor man know that the double brass doors of the mansion closing would mark the last time he'd see the dusk.

"No! Please!" Those words were one of the final pleas of the man, another unfortunate victim who had ended up in the mansion of horrors. Blood stained his tattered clothes, and cuts covered his body. The last thing he saw was the face of the man. The supposedly "kind and generous individual". And that man was about to stab him in the heart. All his generosity was a facade. A facade to hide his true intentions. He caught a glimpse of his own reflection in the blood-stained blade of the knife. He was scared, and that feeling was evidently reflected on the shiny blade. "You...you said you'd let me live if I told you everything I knew! And I did just that! I told you everything! Please, don't do this!" He tried to run, but to no avail. All the wounds on his body just made his futile attempt agonising. The man snickered. It was a sinister laugh that foretold of his victim's fate. He drew his knife back, ready to strike. "Please! Don't do this!" the victim cried, but it was no use. The last thing his pitiful victim saw was the man grinning maliciously at him. "Buddy, I never intended to let you leave to begin with." With that, the knife plunged towards his torso, and everything faded to black.

"Are you sure? Managing the farm is tough work, you know..." "Oh, relax! You need a break. Plus, Oreo is a loyal herding dog. What can go wrong?" Oreo, Serene's herding dog barked gleefully, as if to express his determination to be a faithful guide to Patricia, Serene's childhood friend. "Fine, I guess. Where's the hotel, anyway? That's one thing you never told me when planning for this trip." Patricia giggled in excitement. "You know that really high tech town that looks like it's from a movie? The one run by Hector, the one who lived across the street? You definitely remember him, we both knew him since we were kids! That's where the hotel is, and at One Street too, the heart of the town!" One Street. That high tech town. It all rang a bell... Images flashed through her head. Images of people who lived on the street, people without a roof over their heads. And all of them shared one thing in common... They were reported missing or dead.

That night, Serene packed her baggage for the following day's trip. Spare clothes, toothpaste, a toothbrush, shower gel, shampoo...the list was endless, and half of them were only on the list because the ones the hotel provided were usually terrible. As Serene was about to zip up her suitcase, she saw her prized possession on her nightstand. Her sheriff's gun. One her father had given her at a very young age, and the same one she used to defend her farm from intruders. A prominent incident was when a man slaughtered a large amount of sheep, leaving her with no choice but to fight. It was either the farm or her life, and she swore to defend the very place she grew up in with her own body. She shuddered at the memory. Despite duelling the intruder, she never got a glimpse of his face as it was partially blocked by a black mask vaguely resembling the beak of a bird. His identity was still a mystery, and no matter how many leads her brother, David, tracked, her desired answer always seemed to be out of her reach. Just then, something caught her eye. It was a pale yellow file with a note on it. Picking up the note, it read:

Dear Serene, How are you? I haven't visited in a while, so I should probably come over after your vacation. Pat told me about your trip. I want to make sure that you stay safe, because I got another case recently. Someone else vanished last week, and we just found the body 2 days ago. I suspect that the killer may have a connection with the person that invaded your farm a while back. I got permission from my boss, and he let me photocopy the related cases and send them to you. I asked Pat to pass this to you. Do have a look, stay safe, and enjoy your break, sis.

-David

Smiling at her brother's thoughtful gesture, Serene set down the note and flipped through the folder. Her smile, however, slowly turned into a frown the more she read. Most of the victims she had heard of were homeless and desperate for shelter, and this case was no exception. But this one... This one used to be a close friend of hers, one she met while volunteering at a nearby district. Now that she thought about it, most of the victims were people she knew... Worry clouded her mind. If the victims were people she once knew, would she be next? Picking up her gun, she placed it in the inner pocket of her coat. "Yep, I'll definitely need this."

Police sirens wailed in the distance as Serene dragged her luggage to the hotel. Missing posters covered the walls of the hotel, depicting images of various people, young and old. A loosely placed poster dropped from a wall, falling into her path. Picking it up, Serene saw the face of another old friend. "Might be dead by now..." The doors to the grand hotel slid open, and she walked in. The golden countertop of the receptionist's desk gleamed in the light cast by the crystal chandeliers. Lift doors opened and closed, the soft chime of elevator bells reverberating through the foyer. Hotel staff were all over the place, either pushing carts with luggage bags of other tourists stacked on top of one another or attending to the queries of tourists. Walking to the receptionist's counter, Serene picked up her keycard and pushed the button to the elevator, hitting the button to the seventh floor, the floor of the hotel room Patricia reserved for her. Setting her luggage down, she decided to do some shopping in this town. After all, it was a rather popular tourist destination, so why not see what the shops had to offer?

The sight of all the shops on the eleven floors of the building was spectacular. From what she heard, each floor of this mall had items catered to a specific group of people. The first floor had antique clocks for collectors, the second floor was a lumberjack's haven, the third one advertised laboratory apparatus, and the list went on. There was even a floor for...magic users? What Serene was truly interested in was the top floor, though. That specific floor was designed for farm owners, and was filled with shops displaying multiple rows of fertiliser, rakes and all the paraphernalia one would expect to see in a farm. Taking a deep breath, she found a shop and prepared to bask in the delight she was going to get from improving her farm with all her purchases.

"Man, that was a long day..." Serene set all her shopping bags down on the desk in her luxurious hotel room. Strolling to the window, she saw how the lights coming from apartments, office buildings and vehicles illuminated the dark streets of the city. The stars in the sky complemented the spectacular view, and the soft glow of the moon topped it all off. "This is beautiful..." Serene's stomach growled. "...but I can't properly enjoy it on an empty stmach. Dang it, I forgot to grab a bite at the mall..." Trudging out of her room and into the elevator, Serene's lethargy instantly vanished as she felt her gun in the pocket of her coat. A gun to protect herself from threats. And out of all timings she had to get hungry, it had to be late at night. Sighing, she exited the hotel in search of a nearby convenience store for a bite. Upon finding one, Serene scoured the shelves for food, finding a shelf displaying instant noodles and decided to pick out a chicken-flavoured cup of instant noodles to eat, along with a carton of apple juice she grabbed from the refrigerator. Just as she was about to checkout, however, something caught her eye. A homeless person...attempting to steal a bag of chips from the store. "Huh, last I checked, stealing is against the law. OI, STOP RIGHT THERE, THIEF!" One glimpse at Serene's outraged expression, coupled with the blazing glare sent his way and he was out the door, frantically scampering out of the store like a scared rabbit. Dashing out after the robber, Serene prepared to do what it took to bring this criminal to justice no matter what it took.

"Darn it! I've been caught! Guess there's only one option left..." He ran and ran, but it always seemed like he was only a few steps ahead of the woman who caught his unsuccessful attempt at stealithily stealing a bag of chips. According to his calculations, he wouldn't be able to distance himself for much longer. Gripping his only source of food, he ran to the only safe place he knew- a mansion owned by a man who was said to be a kind and generous individual who helped others in need. As a person who was homeless for over a year, he knew the streets better than the back of his own hand. "Left, left, right...there we go! I'm free!" he thought. A wave of relief washed over him at sight of the mansion. Shelter at last! Quickening his pace, he sprinted towards the huge brass doors of the mansion and rapidly knocked on them. "Please, let me in! I don't have time!" The doors creaked open by a fraction, allowing some light to fall on the porch outside. A hand grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and the next thing he knew, he was on the cold, hard floor of the mansion. The owner of the mansion, an individual in a red tuxedo, walked towards the door and locked it shut. He then walked towards the homeless man and extended a hand to help him off the floor. Accepting his help gratefully, the man dusted himself off. "Greetings. I hope your pursuer did not cause you any harm?" "Nope, thanks for saving me from that crazy woman! That woman was a threat to my own existence..." "Anytime. Because now, you have a new threat standing right in front of you." "Wait, wha-" He wasn't given a chance to finish his sentence as the owner of the mansion pulled out a knife and drew back his arm, about to strike. The blade was thrust forward, and everything faded to black.

Dashing towards the mansion, Serene was determined to hunt down the burglar. Sharply rapping on the doors, they opened to reveal a man in a red tuxedo. "Greetings! How may I assist you?" "Cut to the chase. Have you seen a person with a bag of chips that just ran in?" "Ah yes, of course! Follow me." Serene stepped inside, and the first thing she saw was the dismembered corpse of her target. "...what just happened?" She heard the doors lock with a click, and the man turned to face her. "Ah, Serene! It's been a long time, eh?" "W-who are you? And what did you do to that poor soul?" "Why, I killed him, of course! I did it to ease your burden! As for who I am..." He put on a black mask. One that vaguely resembled the beak of a bird. "...don't you remember now?" Serene gasped in horror. "You...were the one that killed most of my sheep?" "Correct! But don't you truly know who I am to you? How's Patricia and Hector, anyway?" Patricia...Hector...wait...it can't be... "...Mark? Is that you?" "Correct again, dear friend! After your father killed my family, I sought revenge for my dear parents. I used to kill people for information regarding your whereabouts, but now I do it for fun. Finally, after years, I can get my revenge!"

Mark leapt forward, unsheathing his knife. Just as the blade was about to slice Serene, she rolled to the side, slicing her arm in the process. She pulled out her gun, aimed at Mark and fired. It missed, and Mark used Serene's moment of vulnerability to his advantage, and dashed forward to strike the finishing blow. She used her gun to parry the blow in time, but got knocked down from the impact. Serene tried to get up, but it was too late. Mark held her at knifepoint. "Any last words?" "Wait!" Mark laughed- a cruel laugh that spoke of his true intentions. "Why would I? I desire revenge for my dear parents." Serene knew what had to be done. "That was a while back. I'm sorry for what my parents did. It's alright if you don't want to forgive them, but we can start on a clean slate together, maybe. I'm kinda sure your parents wouldn't want you to become a heartless killer just for them, and neither do I. It will be hard, but we can do this one step at a time." Mark sighed. "Mom, Dad...I'm sorry for this mess." Pulling Serene to her feet, Mark held her in a tight embrace. "Yeah...maybe I can start over."

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yeaaaa that was #2 lmao, see you guys in a bit

[bliz-lol]

I decided to draw a funny sketch @k1stune

requests!

I know that this was given to me a long time ago, but I decided to complete the last 2. Sorry. if you want, you can re-throw them, and I’ll sketch them selectively :)

@tinimaro29

@speedytimemachinebread

[k1stune]

Disco sheriff, for funsies

Inspo

[aho-bot]

Lah duh di duh dih duh laaa rotoscoping hard

[lehawhoisgoing]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

hell nahh our tmp2 is deaadddd owwww

[acediditagain]

So, I saw your TMP [REDACTED] art, and I wonder... What will the dolls look like in your style(when you gave them eyes or something)

I like to keep it pretty accurate to the game! I keep the eyes the same and navigate expressions in other ways (mostly eyebrows or narrowing/widening the eyes). Here’s a few sketches I pulled together of all the dolls (color order of course). It’s been a bit since I’ve drawn these silly guys!

[dash00kster]

boy am I glad that hes frozen out there and were out here and that hes the sheriff—

[tartamishwho]

i HATE tmp plushies

Sheriff design @/lehawhoisgoing ; greed @/he4vy2005pro

and stupid little shitties /silly

… shereed… greriff… mf’s, briefly🔥

(divorced husbands core)

[v3lv3tt3draws]

Uhhh… Believe it or not… Björk is my favorite/comfort artist all along…

(DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT FORCING YOU TO LISTEN TO THE ARTIST. THE MAIN REASON WHY IS THAT I AM FEELING ANXIOUS THAT SOMETHING BAD IS GOING TO HAPPEN. THANK YOU REAL MUCH FOR READING THIS, PLEASE DON’T GO TO THE COMMENTS HARASSING ME, PLEASE LET PEOPLE HAVE FUN. THANK YOU FOR READING AGAIN.) (EDIT: THE CHARACTERS DON’T BELONG TO ME, THEY BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL DEVELOPERS WHO CREATED THE CHARACTERS. THANK YOU FOR READING THE EDIT.)

Like the disclaimer said, i was just thinking about putting my own favorite fictional characters to my favorite music artist’s albums as outfits i was imagining about, I am very sorry if the Punch Out opponents look a little bad, it’s my first time drawing them in my style. “But Angel, What if i can do fanarts of this or that’s outfits?” PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!! I would be extremely excited and happy as long as your crediting my work and not stealing it. It would be very sweet if you made fanart.

PLUS! Don’t go out there harassing me. It’s not my problem that i choose random things as my favorites, it would be rather calmer if you scroll acting like it doesn’t exist so i would gain more peace.

Thank you for reading, See ya mi Amigos! -Velvette

[oewo31]

hello everybody catch my version of the sheriff🙃

Info about him:

No one knows his name (probably he himself does not remember his own name) he is 24 years old, 201 cm tall (oh yes, he is still that giant) His mbti type is ESTJ-A (manager)

Additional information, character:

Quite calm, always thinking, really the most adequate among (all) dolls. Despite the fact that he is quiet, he really likes to communicate with people on various topics. He has absolutely no problems with aggression

Hope u like him!!!!😉

[redactedkin]

Finally, a decent and better done character sheet from my interpretation of [REDACTED]!!

I hope you like/interest it, if you want to make a drawing of it or ask something in the ask about it, you can do so! I will gladly receive them <]

[piplup335]

Murder Party (Roblox) but Murderer burns down Sheriff's farm lol

yeah this one is probably one i wrote bc i was too bored to do shit ajkjfabjkdfsa but yeaaa enjoy i guess

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A wave of scorching heat from the blazing fire hit Serene. The crackling flames enveloped the farm, slowly but surely burning it down to nothing but ashes. Sighing, she turned to her friend, Mark. "Oh, Mark...WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?! I just told you one thing: do NOT burn the farm down! And what did you do?" Mark laughed gleefully. "I made lunch!" "..." "And burned the farm down."

What actually happened...

"This is a perfect time to exact my revenge! All those years of her trying to arrest me just for doing my job..." Mark paced around. Serene had left the farm to tend to another case involving a robbery. Coincidentally, that was the same crime that led to them reuniting as friends, so Mark decided to do something...lovely...for Serene as a friendly gesture of that day. "Oh! I know!" Sprinting to the warehouse, he found some gasoline and some matches. He knew what he wanted to do, and he would do no matter what. Heck, it would be “friendlier” especially if Serene was bursting with rage afterwards. Pouring the gasoline all around the place, Mark chuckled as he doused the entire farm in gasoline. "This is gonna be funny..." Allowing some of the gasoline to trickle outside the farm's premise, Mark struck a match and threw it at the liquid with pinpoint precision. The gasoline immediately lit up, and the flames enveloped the inky black liquid. Within minutes, the gasoline and flame trail had reached the farm, and Mark laughed, watching the roaring flames consume the farm, the crackling fire burning the farm down to nothing but ashes...

"Mark, you do realise I had security cameras in there, right? The last thing they recorded before I lost connection was you pouring gasoline all over the farm and laughing maniacally." Oh, shit.

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yep that's all the Murder Party stuff I have, I think enjoy :)

[bliz-lol]

TMNT2012!

Angry smart guys 😈

TMP2!

Maybe I'll draw something else based on TMP. I don't know

[k1stune]

IT IS FINALLY DONE!!!

I started this animatic in dicembre, i feel i might have rushed it a bit but I hope you guys like it

[jeka-profis]

My sister found my old art. Well, I redrew it :")

2024:

2022