WEEK 2 - INVESTIGATION

[foundationmods]

INVESTIGATION

This time, the wakeup is familiar - yet not any less nerve-wracking. Though you have survived the night, the knowledge that the Mafia - the monsters - have killed is ringing loudly in your mind.

The hotel speakers crackle to life just like before, drawing your attention and startling you. Heart racing, you listen to the announcement...


??? GUESTS REMAIN.

GORE WARNING FOR THIS LOG.

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[foundationmods]

[The voice that comes over the speakers is that of The Lady, crisp and clear.]

The Mafia have killed last night. Please do your best to find the body. Once it has been found, we will announce their identity, and give you further instructions.

Happy hunting.

[The speakers fall silent, and now...your task begins.]

((We ask that you put up the location you'd like to check out in the subject of your post, and ask for 2-3 people in a thread at maximum. Thank you!))

LOBBY

[dereban]

[ well..... clearly nothing wrong could possibly happen here, right?! ]

Kitchen

[imstuck]

[Well, uh

Phil is just... going to go get some coffee from the Kitchen first thing. He needs it in case anyone he actually cares about dies.]

ROOMS

[justfists]

[well, let's see if anyone else got roles blocked today, shall we?]

Courtyard

[latebluemer]

[She'll just be standing outside in her penguinwear, quietly staring into the sky for a little bit, reluctant to actually investigate.]

ski apparel;

[13thpromise]

[ Disheartening to hear that, but...let's do some looking around here. ]

[enter_the_darkness]

[ Eh, why not. ]

[duskhound]

[Ellie is... also, on this job.]

Ideally, we'll want to collect some of the web if possible...

[thejusticewagon]

Guess we've gotta do this again...

[she says, heading into the Ski Apparel store shortly after Roxas.]

[diesifkilled]

[Practically running in here, looking antsy as all hell.]

[winter1982]

[hi Phil your good pal bennings is here for coffee too!

waves]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[God damn it - this was not his day. He snorts as he scurries to the nearest place to hide his clothes, somewhere in the courtyard, but freezes upon seeing Aoi]

[latebluemer]

[She jumps a little at the scurrying noises and then -- what. Wait, what? She's snapped a little out of her daze, to say the least.]

Um. You look familiar?

[> approach pig.....]

[xenoqueen]

[Ripley arrival I guess]

...You all drink Wilkins?

[imstuck]

[Phil internally: god damn it.]

It's better than Folgers.

[foundationmods]

[Everything seems okay, except....

A large winter coat and Boots are missing. Did someone take them?]

[winter1982]

Always and forever, Ripley.

[thejusticewagon]

Hmm. I wonder if something's outside...

[She'll... put on a coat and head for the ski area.]

[foundationmods]

[As aoi does that, she'll find That the courtyard is undisturbed.]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[The pig seems to be freezing in place, before trying to run off - and slipping on a patch of ice, landing butt-up in a patch of snow]

Beee!

[foundationmods]

[Which side of the hotel are you looking first?]

[13thpromise]

...Probably.

[ ...welp, he'll do the same, and follow along then. ]

[foundationmods]

[As they look around, they'll find that A kitchen knife is missing.

It's a large cleaver type knife, and the chef looks a little upset at it being gone.]

[enter_the_darkness]

[ He's just shrugging and then quietly following. ]

[dolleyed]

[ Yo, Aoi! Kohaku raises his hand in greeting, though he is more preoccupied looking at the pig here. ]

Who even brought bacon here into the resort? Is it like a demon guest too?