camppetoskey | WEEK 5 - INVESTIGATION

WEEK 5 - INVESTIGATION

INVESTIGATION

As you wake up, nothing seems different - beyond that you don't seem quite as worried about your secrets being exposed anymore. And that, just like all the times before, means only one thing -

- 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: 10 PIECES
CAMPERS REMAINING: ???

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

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Chuuta!

[And here's Lenka stepping in, since no one answered within the first 10 seconds. Luckily, it doesn't seem like the traps are up and at 'em today -- he does spot Chuuta almost immediately and lets out a definite sigh of relief. It's cut short when he sees the paint.

Hm. Well, it's very pink, so it's probably not people paint.]

You're here. I was looking for you.

[He may have not stopped looking, you know. What's sleep.]

Lenka! [Chuuta says, running over, worried but relieved.]

Where were you? I couldn't find you after we split up!

[He doesn't look injured.]

[But here's Drew, coming out to look Lenka over anyway.]

[Thanks for the wake up call, Lenka.]

The fuck?

[ Nine is just throwing his fucking pillow at Lenka. ]

What the hell?

[someone who happened to have been sleeping curled up next to Eddie is NOT pleased at this, and peeks up from behind him]

Jesus Christ, dude.

Sorry.

[Lenka... absently catches the pillow and then throws it back real quick, preoccupied with Chuuta and whatever the hell happened to his bunk. It’s at least also good to see Drew.]

I was looking around for you. And continuing patrol.

[Which really come out to one and the same. Lenka himself looks normal, if tired. He’ll look between Chuuta and the bunk he just vacated.]

... There’s paint. Did something happen?

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Huh? [Chuuta says, looking back at his bunk, then down at his hands and clothes, confused.]

Where did this come from? [Is there any more paint around?]

[There is! On Chuuta's trunk, in fact!]

[Eddie climbs out of his own bed and looks]

Paint? Where the fuck did that come from?

[Then he spots the trunk]

Uhhh... Chuuta?

[He points]

... that's the paint Usagi was using on the Time-Out Shack the other day.

[it may be hot out but he's suddenly freezing with dread]

[ Nine is just going to start getting changed to head out. ] Pigtails probably just got it all over when she was here, yo.

[ Yup. Not going to question it. Bye guys he's outtie ]

Why's it on my stuff? [Chuuta opens up his trunk and looks inside, careful to avoid the paint.]

[Lenka's going to go over and inspect the bunk while Chuuta is looking at his trunk, because wow, this stuff is everywhere. It's just paint, but for some reason it's ominous. Anything out of place always is on Friday mornings. They're afraid of paint now.

Honestly.]

Is it just you?

[Is it just Chuuta's corner.]

[There's no paint inside the trunk, and it's just chuuta's corner.]

.... what the fuck, Chu.

[Eddie frowns as he looks. Richie said what he was thinking, but he's... going to step a little closer to Richie now kthx]

I don't think I saw it here yesterday... [Chuuta says, looking at his bunk again. Does it look like someone tried to paint his bunk, like someone had paint on them and was getting into his bunk, or maybe like someone... threw paint at his bunk or something?]

[Chuuta, Richie's talking to you.]

Huh?

I said.

[he frowns]

What the fuck. I ...

[he trails off. you better not make him regret deciding to trust you after all, dude.]

[Lenka's head comes up immediately when he hears the conversation, the tone, this is a bad start to the morning and they've still only just found pink paint. He's... going to move over, not quite between them but enough to catch Richie's attention.]

... Richie. We don't know what happened.

Can you help me look around the cabin?

[Is there anything else out of place in the cabin? What about Usagi's or any of the other bunks? Besides paint, anything?]

[Eddie gives Richie's arm a squeeze.]

Yeah... It could mean anything, right?

[He'll join Lenka in looking around]

... Yeah.

[he doesn't sound convinced, but he takes a deep breath and lets it out in a huff, trying to push his distrust out with it]

Yeah, okay.

[he climbs up on the top of his bunk for a better view of the whole cabin]

[Nothing else is amiss!

Weird.]

Did somebody... put paint on my stuff? [Chuuta seems pretty confused, almost a little dazed by what's happening.]

[This is like those times at school when people drew on your desk.]

But why?

Nothing else. But the paint ... it's on your bunk, too.

[Richie frowns. he really doesn't like this. no matter what everyone else is saying. no matter how much of a point they have. he'll be rational, but ... he still doesn't feel good]

[Eddie makes a face]

How'd they have put it on your bunk while you were sleeping, Chuuta? Are you sure you didn't get some on you?

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