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camppetoskey2018-06-29 04:50 pm
WEEK 4 - INVESTIGATION
As you wake up, you'll realize that your powers have returned to you. For some, this is a joyous occasion...but even with them returned, it's only a grim reminder of the reality of the situation -
- 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.
CAMPERS REMAINING: ???
((We ask that you remain in groups of 2-3! As per usual.))

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Mitsuru wrinkles his nose in disgust and carefully uses telekinesis to pull it out. Can we even recognize it...?]
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Lenka has to hold his breath this close because. Keen sense of smell. Dead bits are usually a little overpowering, so that's great. He's going to crouch next to it to get a closer look, after also doublechecking the fire pit to see if anything else is left behind once they move the body.]
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Still, there's no mistaking who it is, even if his bleached hair is burnt in places.
Kanji Tatsumi is dead.]
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[Still, he has his powers now - thank you for your sacrifice, Kanji.
Will closer examination of the body give any clues as to the actual cause of death?]
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... If Red moved the body, like she's always done... Are the burns part of his death?
[Maybe they should try and find any other possible wounds or markings...]
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The burns do look severe enough to be the cause of death, but...Something seems a little off. You'll have to look closer to figure that out.
As for other markings, he has bruises on what's left of the skin on his hands, along the knuckles. Was he punching something?]
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Narrowing his eyes and holding his breath, Mitsuru's going to focus on looking a little closer.]
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... He might have been attacked from behind, if you look at the burns. But he was fighting with his fists. [the directions don't completely make sense at this point, unless this was a situation where Kanji was surrounded...] Do you see something?
[What else is off in there?]
warning this is gonna get gross because I remembered polyester melts
As for the body...Well, Mitsuru might notice that the melted shirt on his chest has a strange dip in it. He'll have to peel it off to look what's under it, though....]
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Did you find some... one? [Chuuta asks, walking up. Drew's out, and obviously sniffing the air.]
[Drew smells something burnt.]
I smell it too.
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It's Tatsumi.
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[Lenka's head pops up when he hears the conversation, and the familiar disjointedness, and he nods.]
Drew. It's... he's burned. We're trying to find out more.
[Are they going to want to get up close and personal, because it probably sounds pretty gross over here what with Mitsuru peeling melted things off dead people. Lenka's going to turn his attention back over to fish the shoes out of the fire pit. Might as well give them a more thorough examination before dismissing them.]
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But as Mitsuru pulls off the shirt, it's clear what made the dip - there's a stab wound in the center of his chest, though it's impossible to tell how deep it is, due to the fire having burned it mostly closed.]
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He's kind of pale, but it doesn't look like he's going to be sick or pass out or run away. Drew stretches in close and sniffs at the body.]
[It smells kind of like that time.]
Yeah, it does. [Once Drew's done sniffing, Chuuta crouches down next to the fire pit and pokes around in the ashes. Anything else?]
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[Since Chuuta is still talking to himself, Lenka will check in with him while Mitsuru measures the entry point of the wound. Once he seems satisfied with that, he's going to give it a quick look over. This is one messy body.]
And, uh, Mitsuru. Can you turn him over again? We'll check his back.
[It's unlikely that it went all the way through him, but hey. Double-checking is the breakfast of champions.]
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Holy shit... Kanji...
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[Ren crouched down, taking out his notebook to sketch out everything he sees with his Eye]
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That sword stab goes straight through his heart, stopping at the spine.]
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cw: vom
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