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week 1 — investigation

The ticking of the grandfather clocks in each house draws louder and louder — soon, the ticking turns into a defining gong. Characters are stricken from their beds with the noise, allowing them to venture out.
Despite the frantic nature of getting out of their homes, upon exit out into the Abode, they'll see something unlike their arrival — the celebration seems to be over. Ribbons and streamers ripped from the lamposts, oversized candies were pushed into the river, wrapped presents were smashed and torn astray.
It looks like someone was not having a good unbirthday?
Shall you explore?
NOTE: Anyone in the House of Clubs (Foxes and Butterflies) and House of Spades (Snakes and Sheep), please do not reply to anything immediately. You have presents.
Welcome to the Investigation Log! To streamline things, I am listing locations and a cap of investigation slots. Please choose only one for now! I'll announce on Plurk if we need people in other areas. For the sake of setting — please have characters enter without getting too far into a building.
+ MURDER PROPOSALS + IC RULEBOOK + HOUSING
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I found him, Akira-- his head, at least. Over there.
[ He kind of just nods, in the direction of the market behind him. ]
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see chloe jump a little away from the market ]
...Kid with the glasses?
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[ He feels a little bad, describing something so gruesome to a kid but she should know. They all should for their own safety. ]
From what I can tell someone hit him with something heavy and then took his head off pretty clean. They put it in a cake, I had to dig it out as if.. almost like it was a prize to be found.
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That is at least twenty thousand kinds of fucked up. Minimum. Twenty fucking thousand and then some.
I'm guessing that's frosting, by the way?
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Yes.
[ He should really..wash that.. ]
I feel like it's worth mentioning but.. all of you should be careful. Akira was a kid, whoever did what they did to him has little mercy in them.
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[ every man for himself!! ] Not telling me anything I don't already know.
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"Let them eat cake."
...may he rest easy.
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[ He's not really sure how to respond to that?? But for now he opts for quiet sympathy, gonna ignore the cake thing..]
The same goes for you, you should probably rest. I have a feeling this is only the beginning of a long few days.
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Of course, but if whoever did this intended to send a message, or frighten or intimidate us... it's beginning to work, isn't it?
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Do you remember Mr. Rabbits parade? He said something then.. something about a Queen not being satisfied until roses were painted red. I have to wonder..
[ Chill Kei, the trial ain't even till tomorrow. ]
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[~the mystery deepens~]
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How awful. [ he was a bit of an annoying boy, but he didn't have much ill will toward him. ] ...In the interest of disclosure, I want to make mention that Mejojo and I were both with Akira last night. We had the idea to break into the Timeshare together.
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Can both of you give us any details on what you saw or what happened.
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[ his expression and voice are both the slightest bit sullen. he didn't know him well, but... ]
...He was an amiable young man, and was in enough pain as it was. I can only hope his death was a merciful one.
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For both your sakes, and more importantly ours, I hope you both can get your stories straight soon.
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[ fucking. shitty. cat!!!! ]
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but he doesn't. So instead he kind of just..eyes the two of them..]
Regardless.. if you two were the last ones to see him, it's hard not to be suspicious regardless of what you thought of him.. or what you think of each other.
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[ because, you know.
mister man over there wants to kill him. ]
I'll recount what happened for you all, I assure you this much.
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We had tried to get inside, but then Mejojo -- [ and wherever the fuck mejojo might be, kira shoots him a look ] -- stepped on a trap tile and we fell into a hedge maze. We maneuvered it until we found an exit in a shack, that took us back outside the area.
[ and while he's been hiding his left hand in his pocket, he takes it out now -- his pinky is gone, a strip of fabric now tying up the flesh. only a very tiny bit of it remains now that connects to the hand. ]
Some kind of oyster piranha bit it off. Akira lost an eye.
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[ Yikes! Poor kid. ]
Thank you for confirming.
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this is not a great day]
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You should really sit down, Professor.
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How could they do something like this...
[she's mad now!!!]