RECORDING 2: THE FIRST MURDER

[foundationmods]

An entire week has passed, and nothing has happened. For a brief glimmer of time, it seemed like they wouldn't succumb. That they would be able to face down the Vessel, the Curse, and come out stronger on the other side.

....But when they wake up today, it's easy to feel the wrongness in the air. The sense of satisfaction from something lurking deep inside, pleased that it was fed...and pleased that finally, the killing had started.

As you all rise and look towards a new day, the faint traces of Miasma lap at your heels...

...And around whatever corpse now lingers in the hallways...

((OOC: 2 people max under a heading, please! Just to keep things easy on the mods.))

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TOOL ROOM

[foundationmods]

[accessorytomurder]

[Come to think of it, she never got around to inventorying this, did she?

...what an oversight.]

[reanimania]

[ ...Well, he's feeling a little anxious, so time to go spend some time with his second-best friend, the inanimate tool shed--

Oh. ]

Looking for something?

[ Since this doesn't seem like her usual hangout... ]

[accessorytomurder]

Oh, um—I realized I took stock of other places, but... well, the Ballroom kept me distracted, and I didn't end up noting down everything here.

[She rubs a hand over her face.]

Do you think somebody else thought to do it already?

[reanimania]

Well, I've spent enough time in here that I have a fairly good idea of the usual inventory.

[ and what sho stole, that asshole!!!! CAN'T SPELL ASSHOLE WITHOUT SHO

anyway, what do we have here, should we stop in horror instead of chatting ]

[accessorytomurder]

Oh! That's great.

Why don't I write it down, and we can double check if anyone unearthed anything?

[She opens the door for them, smiling brightly.]

[foundationmods]

[...Oh, you poor fuckers.

The moment the tool shed door is opened, an overwhelming smell of oil hits the area. Looking inside, it's easy to see why - there's oil everywhere, sticky black and slippery, so watch your step.

...But, more than that....is what's in the center of the room.

This was once humanoid, most likely. But now, it's been reassembled to look like some kind of gigantic Scorpion, bits of what used to be her frame attached at odd angles and with wooden bits also precariously attached.

It's hard to make out other details from the doorway, but it's clear that the head on the chassis this belongs to is gone, replaced with just a single lightbulb as if in mockery of what happened to this fellow teammate.

...In the gloom, you can make out the SCP logo on what was once a shoulder.

Olympia is dead.]

[accessorytomurder]

...h...uh...?

[She doesn't get it, at first.

She thinks, that's weird, she thinks, why does it smell—

And then.

And then.

And then.]

A-aaa.... aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—!!!

1/3

[reanimania]

Wha--

[ ...


WELL THIS IS. NOT WHAT HE WAS HOPING FOR WHEN HE PLANNED TO COME HERE TO UNWIND. ]

2/3

[reanimania]

[ ...on the other hand, this is a perfect opportunity to showcase his usefulness!!!! ]

W-well. I can handle this!!

[reanimania]

[ Buuuut first, glancing back at Yachi... do you want to stay here, or... ]

...I'd say go let the others know, but I think you just did.

[cw_suicide]

[BOY DID SHE

there's some hurried footsteps coming from the hall]

[deadanimemom]

[The screaming comes as Yuri was already leaving the bedroom, so she's rushing over there as well.]

[accessorytomurder]

W...we...

[She's dead white, and shaking like a leaf.]

We... n-need—we... her head. Wh... where's her head?

[deadanimemom]

[She wants to stay an investigate, but not when this girl's reacting like this. Yachi needs to get pulled out and not look at this.

So Yuri grabs her by the shoulders.]

Come on, let's get you away from this.

[cw_suicide]

[once people clear out, Dazai's gonna.

take in the body.]

... wow. Someone went overboard.

even more later

[ghostricked]

[And now for the moment of truth. Time to see the body. Even though she was a machine the scene is pretty gruesome, and Sissle wrinkles his nose at the oil smell.]

Poor kid...

[Time to look for her soul core!]

[foundationmods]

[There Isn't a Soul Core (since Saphir took her actual core), but he can definitely hop to the mangled remains.]

[ghostricked]

... damn it.

[It is what it is though. So he jumps into the machine parts. Let's see what Tricks work on it- first he tries some of the mangled limbs]

[foundationmods]

[Well...They kind of work. The limbs flex, anyway - Olympia was apparently build pretty sturdy.

...Though every time he moves the limbs, The lightbulb comes on.]

[ghostricked]

Well, that's weird.

[He travels up the limbs to the lightbulb to see if it does more than light up]

[foundationmods]

[...It is a lightbulb my dude.

It lights up when he's in it, but otherwise...]

[ghostricked]

[Time to see if any of the other parts have functions then. especially the parts not originally part of the corpse. What were you trying to do, Mr/s. killer?]

[foundationmods]

[Well, the claw holding the drill actually pushes on the trigger for the drill! So that's fun.

However, the wooden bits and garbage bits are just that - garbage. most of them aren't even hooked up.

However, touching one of the legs does cause it to give a loud THUNK....which, given how the body's been contorted and how shitty those legs are, destabilizes it.

...Which leads to the body falling over onto it's side with a loud WHOMP, splashing into the oil around it.

Good, uh, job....Sissel...]

[tsunderine]

[YES HI

RIN IS HERE IN RECORD TIME because magic thighs and is like already holding onto a gem dear god what happened here

also while I'm here, Sissel is in there but does Olympia's body have any magic pings?]