Mock Gaiden Investigation

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well it's Friday now, the deadline for the Agent's motive. And, well, it's much better than "you get snacks if you kill someone" and we've had someone literally murder for that in another game so being coy about it seems moot.

Still, none of you guys know about that, so maybe you think no one will take the bait?

Well there doesn't seem to be anything off in the Mansion! At least yall don't have to wake up to a bloody mess next to you today! Count your blessings.]

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[grimgrinningghosts]

[You know how this place is called "Psychic Fax"? Well... there sure is a fax machine near Rod's head that has oil on it.]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[What the fuck's a fax machine. She... pokes the thing curious, looking it over for... anything.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It seems broken badly, like it hit something, or someone at some point in time.]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[What could it all mean!

Unless there's something else, that sounds like almost everything with Rod. She kind of looks around the area, trying to piece together the events. She kind of has a theory about how it worked, but maybe there's scuffing on the floor that would indicate when Rod crashed into the table and if it happen before or after... whatever's going on with ghost host.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[There definitely seems to have been some kind of struggle here. Especially if you consider the mass of tarot cards scattered across the room.]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Which one is death. Are they all death.

Alright so: struggle, fax machine, bash, crash into table- actually wait, was that the main table? The one the tarots and crystal ball were on?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Honestly it would be ic of rod to just replace all the cards with death just to be extra (and also because he doesn't actually know how to use them), but nah they're all normal.

And yes, it was the main table!]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[How the turntables turn....

Well, she'll look around for anything else of note in this area.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[That looks like that's it, go find Rod's ghost and hook him up with Ghostave, Eclipsa]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[... Or not!

I forgot, there is something else up with Rod's head.]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Alas poor mods/Rods, we knew them well.

Alright, let's examine that shit.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Rip me.

But there are more fibers, this time not stained by blood!]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Interesting! She'll try those textures/color then.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[As mention, they're soft and fabric-like, and the color is a notable shade of green.]