WEEK 2 - INVESTIGATION

[petoskeymods]

INVESTIGATION

Much like last friday, when you wake up - the burning question on repeat has finally died down. There is blessed silence in your head, just like there is outside - but that leaves its own horrible knowledge -

- that one of your fellow campers have committed murder.

Someone is dead. It's up to you to find out who...and to gather evidence for it.

BASE EVIDENCE: 13 PIECES
CAMPERS REMAINING: ???


((Due to the evidence in this case, we're allowing Multiple groups into the kitchen top level! We'll have top levels for each side of the kitchen.

Everywhere else, we ask that you remain in groups of 2-3!

This log has a general content warning for gore and light eye horror.))

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[finalguard]

[ It is morning and the clearing is the first place you get to when you wake up, so this is where Boa's at. What do his beyblade eyes see? ]

[linearcrash]

[ HI BOA he'll just ruffle his hair when he passes him. ]

Anything?

[finalguard]

I wonder... I feel better this morning, so that's not a good sign.

[ He tries to duck out of that hair ruffle, but fails and then lets it slide... This is Nine's privilege now. ]

[petoskeymods]

[As they chatter, they might both notice the flag pole in the clearing next to the lodge looks like it has a pretty lumpy flag drooping down, apparently too heavy to be tousled by the breeze.

...

Is that blood stained on it? and dripping down?

[finalguard]

[ Yeah that... oh god. ]

... oh no.

[ He glances at Nine. ]

Do you think you can get that down?

[ Nine is taller. ]

[linearcrash]

[ He's honestly just relieved to see Boa, but he's not going to say that. He only saw one of their cabin mates last night... so it's been pretty upsetting. Looks like it was his turn to freak out over missing ohana people.

His gaze follows Boa's. ]

What the hell?!

[ That sure is blood. He gives a nod and heads to the flag pole. He'll untie the rope to the flag pole to lower it to the ground. ]

[petoskeymods]

[The flag flops to the ground, blood seeping out and a faint squelching sound coming from it. It's been tied up in the American flag, the white stripes turning dark red with blood.

Looks like you'll have to unfurl it to see what's in there.]

[finalguard]

[ Boa swallows dryly. ]

....

[ He's just gonna... try and nudge it with his foot to unfurl itself? ... which is probably not very effective, Nine help? ]

[linearcrash]

[ Nine isn't going to think about what Boa might have seen in his life. The sound gets a frown, but he will crouch down by the back and use his hands to open it up. What prize is waiting for them? ]

CW: Gore, eye horror, Amurrika

[petoskeymods]

[As the stars and stripes dramatically unfurl, the two of them will be looking down at A body. However, identification might be a bit hard at first, as the body's head has been repeatedly bludgeoned.

Brains and bone litter the inside of the flag, oozing out from the head wound - And if you can bear to look at the face, you'll notice One eye is gone, most likely having popped from the smashing, while the other one is still intact...but out of the head, a pretty blue eyeball gazing up at them.

But even if the body's face is gone, the Yellow shirt and blonde ponytail is more than enough to identify the girl that was murdered.

Chloe Bourgeois is dead.]

emeto cw for this tag

[finalguard]

[ Boa stares in horror and he wishes he could bring himself to face away, but he's frozen. His gaze fixates uselessly on the single eyeball that is staring at him and he's staring back... His stomach is revolting again, because this is so much worse than Soma was, so much worse, so much so much so much-- ]

...ghhugh..

[ He presses his hand to his mouth and has to swallow his own vomit because he still can't see himself moving, it's just. Paralyzing. ]

[linearcrash]

[ It's the sound that gets him to realize oh shit. Nine takes off his jacket, carefully to not gt blood all over it, and then puts it over Boa. ]

Hey, don't look. [ Quick, think of something. ] Can you look on the path we came on to see if there might be a clue?

[ He's going to wait until Boa is good before investigating the body.

There anything there? Stray hair in her hands or anything? ]

[finalguard]

[ Boa wants to protest, but the words die in his throat. Nine's jacket is a welcome little weight on his small shoulders, pulling him back into reality. Slowly and shakily, Boa removes his hands from his mouth and pulls the jacket closer around himself. ]

... w-will do.

[ And with a sort of panicked stare, but newfound purpose, he starts looking around the clearing elsewhere to see if they missed anything. ]

[petoskeymods]

[There's Nothing on the path they took, though they might notice the drag marks leading down the slope.

Nine will immediately notice a bruise on her wrist, though it's hard to see with the way her body is curled up on itself.

You're gonna have to reach down and pull her arms out, sorry dude.]

[finalguard]

[ Boa is going to follow the drag marks because mindlessly following a trail is exactly the one thing he is capable of in his mental state right now. ]

[petoskeymods]

[Well, he's going to run into Mitsuru(girl), Cielo, and Lenka as he does so, because they were following the drag marks up.

Huh!]

[finalguard]

[ After checking in with the other group, Boa is just going to aimlessly wander around the clearing to check if there is anything else on the ground that he might have missed. ]

[seekingsunrise]

[It's as Boa's walking away that Talcott comes towards them. He was going to sit with Nine at breakfast obviously so seeing him out here is...

odd.]

Boa? [Because he looks like he's seen a ghost and then he looks past the boy to the body and his eyes go wide.]

Sweet Shiva

[linearcrash]

[ He hears Tal, and looks up to give a wave. Then he's back to checking out Chloe. ]

It's that one chick who was kind of prissy.

[ Alright time to take on the dirty work. He's going to try to uncurl her and pull her arms out to get a better look at the bruise. ]

[petoskeymods]

[The bruise is nasty, and also around her dominant wrist, clearly hand-shaped.

Nine will also be able to notice her hands have a faint silvery-black sheen on them...]

[seekingsunrise]

[The last thing they need is two pairs of hands on the body so he's just going to stand behind Nine, put a hand on his shoulder.

He's... here for moral support? Gods he'd never even really talked to her.]

What the hell was she doing on the flagpole?

[linearcrash]

Someone wanted her found, yo.

[ He'll appreciate the hand on his shoulder. Nine will put his hand over the bruise to see if smaller or larger than his hand.

Does the silver-black stuff come off when touched? Does it smear? ]

[fallbymyhands]

[THIS IS. . . actually about what she expected to see, based on what little blood and gore she saw back at the mess hall. but even so. . .]

[Mitsuru can't help the way her breath catches sharply in her throat, can't help the way she has to lift a hand to press it against her mouth to stifle her shock. for a moment, all she can do is stare while she collects herself]

[and once she does, she lowers her hand to her side, balling it into a tight fist, eyes slipping shut once again]

. . . detestable.

[velocirainbow]

[ Cielo just... whistles. That's it. Whistles and crosses his arms. Everyone else is getting sick, but, remember. He's seen corpses this bad plenty of times by now. You... you sadly get accustomed to it. He does shake his head, though. ]

... Somebody a real sicko.

[soylentprotag]

[Unfortunately, yeah. He's seen messier corpses, abandoned by the roadside, fallen under structures, strewn in bits in the river. That's how life goes back there.

That doesn't mean Lenka doesn't react, though -- his shoulders hunch and his entire posture tenses, shaking a little, but it's his hands that give it away: they're clenched into furious fists, white-knuckled. It's debatable what the emotion is, still. His teeth are grinding. Regardless of how Chloe was, she was somebody he shared space and living with. Somebody he should have protected. But... they can't mourn or bury anyone right now, and he doesn't even know if they ever can at this point.

He opens his eyes from where he's closed them, and walks away. There's little else he can do here right now; he'll leave the body to those here for the moment.]