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WEEK 1 - INVESTIGATION

WEEK 1

You all wake up on Friday Morning - having suddenly gone to sleep wherever you were before midnight on Thursday. And while it seems normal, just like any other day...you have a deep, sinking feeling in your gut that something isn't right.

Just as you think that, the hotel speakers suddenly crackle to life, drawing your attention and startling you. Heart racing, you listen to the announcement...

??? GUESTS REMAIN.

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[Tree branch stuck to ball.

Because really, what the fuck did you expect to happen???]

...

[At least he didn't touch it...technically??? Ripley's going to draw closer to the golden ball of silk. How big is the ball, exactly?]

Edited 2018-11-30 23:28 (UTC)

[Big enough to contain a person, if they were sitting with their knees close to their body.]

[Okay, great! Well, Bennings is going to grab the fire poker and see if he can break the through the web with it? Like, rip it open or whatever.]

Didn't you literally just throw a branch--

[Poker now stuck, though bennings can definitely feel that he poked something with it before it got stuck.]

Oh, god, there's something inside of it.

[Obviously.]

[Whilst Bennings, the dipshit, was busy trying to poke the web, Snake goes on a quick infiltration mission to the kitchen and returns with a bucket of water and just dumps it over the ball.

With a grunt, of course.]

[THANK FUCKING GOD SOMEONE LISTENED TO THE MOD'S DESPERATE PLEA

Anyway, as the water gets on it, the poker and the tree branch immediately slip off/out. Looks like you could cut it open now.]

Stand ready. We don't know what's going to happen once we open this thing.

[Bracing herself (and feeling terrible deja vu), Ripley moves to pull apart the silk. God please dont jump out at her god please]

[Snake's dropping that bucket to the ground to lend Ripley some hands. Like, four of them.

It's fine.]

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[Nothing jumps out at her, thankfully....Because what is left inside is no longer alive.

The Body is shrivveled up, looking almost like an elderly man. Their hands are still tightly held to his sides with golden strands of silk, and even though the face is witherered and gaunt, there's a smile on his face. The biggest indicator to who this his, however, is the pink hair, still caught on some of the silk that didn't get wet...

Szayelapporo Granz is dead.]

[Ripley closes her eyes, taking in a shaky breath. After a moment or two, she opens them again and then gets up. Her voice is steady, calm.]

I'm going to check his body. Snake, can you let everyone else know what happened?

[Snake nods, happy to tears himself away from that scene.]

Got it.

[He moves to find the others, but then the announcement rings out -]

...Guess I don't have to.

[His jaw tightens. "Have a good day", right. He positions himself some distance from the body, giving Ripley space.]

I'll make sure none of the kids try and sneak a peek.

...Thank you.

[She gives him a curt nod, gritting her teeth and turning back to the body....]

[No need - the speakers crackle to life with the body announcement.

As for the body, something she might notice is that There's a smaller silk ball on his chest, on his parka.]

...

[Hm. The parka makes her wonder if he was out here before he was killed. Frowning, she picks up the branch thrown earlier at the silk and pokes at it, careful to keep her face away.

If that doesn't work, she'll take whatever water is left in the bucket and pour it in top.]

[Might be a good idea to douse everything, honestly. The silk ball comes off, and very nearly collapses, but it's the same as the rest of the silk surrounding him.

There's no visible wounds, except for the bite marks on his neck, and a small hole. Is this why he's so shriveled?]

...Ew. Christ.

[Okay. This is fine. She's going to inspect the wounds on his neck. Do they look similar to, say, a spider bite?]

[They do!

A giant spider killed this man, apparently.

He also still has his sheath on his waist, in the sash it's normally in - but the sheath has nothing but dust inside of it.]

......We're gonna need a fucking flamethrower.

[hi he's just hovering over ripley's shoulder watching this]

[Jumps a little.]

Could you not maybe stand so close while I'm looking at a dead man's body? [A pause.] We'll need two.

[...So. That dude's sword is donezo. Might mean that he used it and it was taken...?

Is there anything else of note on him? She's going to flip him over gently to check his back.]

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[Nope! Beyond that he is totally shriveled. There's no other wounds, though that might not be surprising due to what apparently killed him.

There's also some footprints in the snow, and a odd bump with a slight shimmer to it away from the body.]

[u_u sorry snake]

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