RECORDING 11: THE FOURTH MURDER.

[foundationmods]

A fourth week, and this is now definitely routine. Waking on friday, with the knowledge deep down that your number has yet again decreased.

You must still pull yourself from your bed, and discover who is now forever gone.

...But, wait.

What's that smell...?

((OOC: 2 people max under a heading, please! Just to keep things easy on the mods. You can switch out with someone else during an investigation if needed.))

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[cw_suicide]

Rosa-san. Maybe it's escaped your notice, but my friend was just brutally murdered last night right in front of my door without me or anyone else but his murderer awares.

[so like.

please?]

[golden_dream]

...

[She stares for a moment, makes like she's going to write something, then... stops.

She'll flip her notepad shut and just pocket it then.]

[cw_suicide]

I'm sorry, I'm really just trying to fulfill his last wish of informing you all. I don't have it in me for debates.

So, with that... I'd like to go see my friend now, if you don't mind.

[golden_dream]

...

[She gestures with both hands out, as if to say: "By all means."]

[cw_suicide]

[cool, thanks, bye]