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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[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Eclipsa actually fell asleep early last night getting wasted so she'll be up and... well, not "at 'em" but walking around. She's in her little jammies still because who cares what people think and its not like anything important will turn up.

To Starslurps!]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Nothing off there! Enjoy your overpriced coffee.]

[poewned]

[Poe wakes up and rolls out of bed wearing, stubbornly, the same jumpsuit he’s been wearing all week with the sleeves tied around his waist and a fresh t-shirt underneath. He remembers vaguely that today is something important, but really he’s just been hoping that one of these days is the day they bust out of here, so it’s probably that, right?

But before he starts planning, he needs a hot cup of caf. He heads out of the bedrooms toward the kitchen, intent on breakfast.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[The kitchen, and by extent the entire mansion, is completely clear of anything off!]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Is it really overpriced if she's not paying.

She wonders if she can get some booze early... She'll peak to see if Cobra Cabana is open.]

[poewned]

[Cool! He gets his coffee and then remembers that he doesn’t actually know how to cook, so he heads to the bowling alley to procure some really crappy pizza to eat instead.]

[kindofadrag]

[someone is laying face down next to the ball rental.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It's fine it tastes like they would expect you to pay 3 dollars a cup if you had to pay for it.

But the Cobra Cabana is closed. Don't drink alcohol so early in the day Eclipsa!]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Don't tell her what to do. No gods, no masters.

...Fuck it, she'll treat herself, Fur Sure here we go.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Heck yeah nothing weird about Fur Sure, no blood stains on your fur!]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well there certainly seems to be something here at least!]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Yaaaaaaaay!!!!

With that, she goes back to the mansion to freshen up. Assuming nothing's found by the time she's done getting dressed, she's gonna go throw something at Tim Allen.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Also completely free of anything weird! Beyond... you know... scary robo Tim Allen.]

[dannydorito]

[Bill looks and feels like ten kinds of hell, specifically the kind that's had about three hours of sleep for the entire week so far. Plus his right hand is covered in bandages from those Thursday shenanigans that haven't actually been written yet.]

[But today is Trash Puppet's deadline, meaning someone's gotta be corpsing it up around here somewhere. And not in the usual Hollywood sense. So overall? Bill's in a pretty good mood.]

[Anything dead in Laughter Shocks besides the Toolman's career?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[My soul is also dead in there thanks to Tim Allen, but nothing else besides that.]

[regionsbeyond]

[Honestly who would she be if she didn't check that the seance room, aka the most important room, is still in good condition.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It's fine it's just very spooky-

Ah.

Well there is something right outside that building.]

[dannydorito]

[You knew what you were getting into when you took this modship, Blank. But fine, crush his dreams of a More Power Murder.]

THE NINETIES CALLED, THEY WANT THEIR GENDER ESSENTIALISM BACK YOU HACKNEYED POWERSAW.

[And with the animatronic sufficiently heckled, lets check... Tattoo On You, he guesses? A needle-based death could be pretty funny, right?]

[regionsbeyond]

[goddamnit.

Well it's not like she could have missed noticing it, so... what sort of 'something' are we talking about, here?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Nothing in there! But Bill can take some needles for himself in case he wants to stab people!]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It's a furry form laying on the ground, unmoving.

And there's blood]

[dannydorito]

Yeesh, we been missing the real corpse all week, it's been right here onstage all along.

[Hi Eclipsa, someone else came to hunt for dead things and/or to heckle RoboTim. If Bill looks like he's barely slept, it's only because he hasn't.]

Too bad career suicide probably doesn't count for Trash Puppet's motive. And this guy's greatest enemy would just be himself anyway.

[dannydorito]

[HE WOULD NEVER except maybe he would. Maybe he could figure out how to tattoo someone with an embarassing birthmark or something? He's gonna pocket a few just in case.]

[regionsbeyond]

Ah.. [Unfortunate. She doesn't bother to check who else is around to hear it but people Generally Want To Know of these things so she raises her voice regardless.] There appears to have been an incident.

[And then rolls closer- at least as close as she can without rolling through blood because honestly she has standards- to get a better look at said furry. Whomst.]

[dannydorito]

[Bill's exiting the tattoo parlor as Madame Leota calls out, and he waddles over gleefully.]

Oooh, "an incident", very official sounding. Who'd you off, Surf-n-Turf?