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camppetoskey2018-06-29 04:50 pm
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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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And then now there's nine and Mitsuru coming at him and all he can think is 'oh goddamnit.']
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Oh shit!
[ Sorry Mitsu-smol. AND OMG HI ICHIGO? ]
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Death by smothering via pecs, what a way to go.]
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RIP Mitsuru, the second death today.]
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Nine is already trying to scramble off, dropping the fanny pack as he does. ]
Shit, sorry!
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HI GUYS]
What the fuck is even going on out he -- oh Jesus Christ, seriously?
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Again?!
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[Getting up now!! Dear god.]
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[ Richie. Eddie. Please.
Nine is looking pretty embarrassed as hell though. Rubbing his face and then stopping as soon as he realizes they have red faces.
Slowly he's going to smile. ]
Whats up with you two? Did we interrupt something?
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No!
[it's a pretty quick response, too]
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Ichigo just smiles, tilting his head towards Richie before grabbing Nine's shoulder.]
Oi. We should probably give them some time alone, you know.
[And then -]
Glad to see you're doing alright, Richie.
[Ichigo is outtie, bye guys]
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He opens his mouth to say something, but ends up just gaping like an idiot because he's just... speechless...]
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...Right. Have fun, you two.
[And, slinging his staff over his shoulder, he departs.]
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Richie will just mash his forehead into the doorjamb and whine now]
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