ENDGAME GROUP 1: The Other Box (Log 2)

[yourghosthost]

[Off-screen, the groups manage to reunite themselves once more. More notable than anything else is the little black floating box, though if any of you have any information you wish to exchange, now would be an excellent time to do so.]

I know this isn’t exactly on the docket, but I intend on heading in there. You’re welcome to join if you’d like.

(ooc: this is the second and final log for group 1 - if you weren’t here for the previous log, feel free to use this as a jumping-in point!)

Comments

[roundzero]

[There's some faint magical-sounding noises coming from behind it. Not...anything dangerous, but more like pixie dust.]

[not_over_yet]

[ It's probably not immediate-death. Great. Now how locked is this thing, is there something that has the potential to be picked? ]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[There's a lock on it, yes! You could probably pick it.]

[not_over_yet]

[ How complex? aka could he conceivably just stick his tiny little arm in there and fiddle with things, or is he gonna need to improvise some tools. ]

[hallotween]

[silently comes up and puts the key in the lock]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[click

yeah, that works.]

[hallotween]

See, told you guys there was a hole. [JUST LET HER HAVE THIS

okay let's push this bitch open and see what we find]

[not_over_yet]

Thank god, something finally.

[ MARNIE'S DONE ENOUGH, Basil's going first this time. ]

[not_over_yet]

That'd better be the right one, I hate picking human-sized locks.

[ Yeah, just. gon jump down outta the way. ]

[whistlenotchirp]

Tell me about it. Especially the older models.

[hallotween]

Pick a whole lot of locks, guys? [fuckin hypocrites]

[not_over_yet]

Detective.

...Was. A detective. [ shrugs. not like he's ever protested lockpicking. ] Comes in handy fairly often.

[whistlenotchirp]

Things... happen. On the road.

[hallotween]

[MMHM]