WEEK 4 - INVESTIGATION

[petoskeymods]

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.

BASE EVIDENCE: 17 PIECES
CAMPERS REMAINING: ???


((We ask that you remain in groups of 2-3! As per usual.))

Comments

warning this is gonna get gross because I remembered polyester melts

[petoskeymods]

[There's soil under his fingernails, that's weird. As well as a pair of camp issued shoes in the ashes, though they're clearly not Kanji's, which are currently melted to his feet. However, they're too distorted and warped to tell the size, and too damaged to see if there were once bloodstains on them.

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....]

[homeecspacecop]

[And here comes everyone's favorite people this week.]

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.

[killtheanimals]

[It's such a good thing that Mitsuru has seen Some Shit in his life, because while he's clearly disgusted he's still totally gonna peel that shirt off to investigate.]

It's Tatsumi.

[soylentprotag]

... Chuuta.

[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.]

[petoskeymods]

[Oh god that sound is not a good sound

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.]

[homeecspacecop]

[Chuuta pauses, wide eyed for a second, and then moves closer. That's what the smell was. He knows this smell, sort of.

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?]

[killtheanimals]

[Super gross. Mitsuru is going to raise his hand to the wound to try to get a sense for how long the entry point is, at least, in the off chance it could line up with the size of a type of blade in particular.]

[petoskeymods]

[It's around the size of a broadsword, though it looks a little weird. It's hard to exactly get a size or length, due to the fire contracting the flesh in and around the wound.]

[soylentprotag]

Did you think of something?

[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.]

[homeecspacecop]

We've just smelled this before, that's all. Or... I've smelled it. [Drew was... incapacitated at the time. Chuuta keeps looking for clues in the firepit itself, because it looks like Mitsuru's got the body situation under control.]

[killtheanimals]

[Mitsuru will obligingly flip the body over, looking for any other injuries as well!]

[petoskeymods]

[No injuries on his back, beyond....all the burns. And melted clothing.]

[le_mat]

[so hey I heard y'all need a body looker OH GOD]

Holy shit... Kanji...

[homeecspacecop]

It looks like someone dragged him over here. [Chuuta says, standing up and turning to Ren.]

[le_mat]

Fuck... okay... okay let me... let me look at him.

[Ren crouched down, taking out his notebook to sketch out everything he sees with his Eye]

[petoskeymods]

[Right off, he'll be able to tell that The fire didn't kill Kanji. The reason?

That sword stab goes straight through his heart, stopping at the spine.]

[le_mat]

...sword got him right through the heart. Burned after.

[anything else?]

[petoskeymods]

[That's it, beyond all the melted clothing on where skin used to be.]

[le_mat]

[Question: would the wound match something about the size of the sword archer shot at him?]

[petoskeymods]

[It's genuinely too hard to tell - the fire damaged a lot of the wound through cauterization.]

cw: vom

[le_mat]

Can't... tell how big the weapon is. Too much damage. it's as least as long as Kanji's torso is thick.

[he checks for tags, even if they're slag, then stands. He leaves quietly to the closest building so they can't see him... bit sounds make it clear he's losing his guta. Sorry]

[soylentprotag]

[Lenka’s probably been listening quietly in the background at this point, still crouched next to the fire. Once Ren is off to lose his lunch (despite it not being lunchtime yet, that is the sort of day they’re having), he gets up without a word to head to the kitchens. Whenever Ren emerges again, he’ll just be waiting with a cup of water to hand it over.

—It tastes distinctly lemon-like...]

... Sorry. I don’t know why, but the kitchen was covered in lemons.

[At least it smells fresher here now.]

[petoskeymods]

[Drew might notice Drag marks leading to the firepit itself, looking as if they come from the direction of the way you'd walk to the grassy field.]