week zero: investigation

[mygod]

Week 0

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investigation

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Suddenly, consciousness sinks its icy grip into you and yanks you into the realm of wakefulness.

Disoriented, you rise to your feet. Put one in front of the other. Who were you with last night? Are they all with you? Do they still take breath? You can’t tell. Not yet, at least. Instead, you stumble into the next area, and perhaps you’re not alone, but there is one thing that you are innately aware of: something is wrong. So very, very wrong.

The sky has a faint discoloration to it, and if you peer too closely, you might notice how the air seems to be thrumming, pulsing with magic. You can almost taste it—and if you aren’t careful, may choke on it. It’s best to focus on the task at hand in front of you first.

Welcome, Sacrifices, to your weekly investigation!

We will be posting top-levels for searchable locations—one set at 6PM EST and another set at 7PM EST. Each location will contain evidence to find, though it's up to your efforts as to whether you find all of it. Please coordinate investigation groups on Discord, as we ask that group threads consist of no more than 2-3 characters. We will stop tagging each top-level two hours after it went up, i.e. at 8PM and 9PM EST, respectively. Don't worry if you don't find everything! Characters will get the chance to revisit locations tomorrow at trial.

At 9PM EST, an announcement will go up, confirming the victim(s). If you have any questions at any time, please let the mods know by pinging us on Discord!

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RESULTS

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After two hours, characters will find that their surroundings warp and ripple as a veil of magic closes in over each location, restoring it to normalcy. But the village itself is not normal; the crows squawk, the pyre flares and holds an eerie blue, and the church bell tolls. The stars shudder and fall from the sky until none are left, the moon snuffed out last. The monster presence in your mind goes between quiet and restless.

There are some new posters on the bulletin board.


Rest in Peace

Aventurine
His Luck Ran Out

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Died as He Lived: Traitorously

Happy Friday Dieday! A few things:

The crows can be heard, but not reached. Overseers are not available on Friday. The posters cannot be removed, vandals only receive more paper cuts. All investigation locations are cloaked in a veil of swirling magic; while this veil can be passed through painlessly, characters will find that locations look completely restored to normal after doing so, and will not be able to further investigate. That includes looking for bodies!

Characters will need to be responsible for holding onto evidence until trial, though they will not be able to tamper with it. Please use the sub toplevel to turn in evidence, unless your character ICly would withhold evidence, in which case you do not have to. See you all at trial!

EVIDENCE REPORTING

[mygod]

[residentmerc]

........hand?

abandoned theater

[drymonster]

- photos of liquid trails leading to stage
- photo of the body's position below the trap door
- 2 strips of fabric, one dipped in each liquid trail

THEATER

[concoctive]

- a 2 inch long strip of white fabric with some fruit alcohol soaked into it
- broken benches from the audience seating
- broken crates and boxes from the stage
- CLOW- KING RETU-! banner sadly dropped to the stage
- hey what the FUCK energy

barn

[fanfictional]

- large shard of glass

also in the barn

[intrapid]

a mysterious scrap of something

refectory

[engraven]

- shard of glass stuck in pickles' paw

REFECTORY

[mygod]

[rimet]

[ Pickles shows up to refectory for some food, but he just stays there for a second, not going towards where the food is given. There are Bad Vibes. He doesn't growl, but he seems very, very wary.

Is there anything off Pickles can pick up with his dog nose? ]

[engraven]

[ marina probably shows up not long after, making her way kind of half-asleep towards the refectory but giving pause when she kind of sees pickles giving off a wary stance. ]

Everything okay?

[ is there anything immediately wrong with the threshold or anything? anything on the ground leading inside...? any sounds...? ]

[alldoomnogloom]

[ i really like these two book nerds and a dog. what a combo! but yeah, sure, same, the whole place is giving off terrible freaky vibes and that's a good enough reason to poke around. ]

Everything tastes like magic.

[ which is unsettling when it's this place. if the others are looking at the outside, he'll go ahead and head inside to the main dining room. anything immediately off? ]

BARN

[mygod]

[trashprince]

[ it's sad, really. caelus truly wanted to stay up the entire night in order to maintain the barn's safety and instead, what happened? he passed out. and now it's extra spooky the following day.

he stands, using the barn's front doors to help maintain balance. they appear to unlocked now, but that's not as comforting as he'd have liked.

so. glancing about. ]

[intrapid]

...Caelus, Nina. Morning.

[ Karma comes trotting up, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. he's fourteen, he zzzz'd without knowing everybody forcibly passed out ]

Did you two stay here last night? Anything look different?

[fanfictional]

[ she doesn't even remember falling asleep... just everything that happened before that. ]

Huh? Oh... Hey, you two.

[ easy enough to already taking a look around, since she slept here. ]

We did, yeah, with some of the others. Let's see...

[ this is where mods say the barn is actually on fire (no) ]

CHURCH

[mygod]

[cumulative]

[hewwo. so mathis presumably doesn't need to Go to the church, this is where he sleeps? what has happened to our beautiful unholy church :amen:.

i am going to say he's like, in the middle-ish of the church pews to perceive whatever is up here, unless you tell me he actually wandered out and came back in which case he is not.]

[halved]

[mathis why are you sleeping in the church. help.

asa did not sleep in the church so she is stumbling here from Elsewhere. is there anything immediately apparent outside of the church? perhaps on the exterior walls or on the dirt path?]

ABANDONED THEATRE

[mygod]

[concoctive]

[ well, alfyn was going to head back "home" from where he spent the night anyways, brow furrowed and axe in hand as he heads in the direction of the theater. but the cloying feeling of magic after all that fog descended makes him all the more cautious as he does, grip tight and posture tense as he goes.

looking on the ground, coming from the direction of the pyre towards the theater, is there anything that he sees - marks, blud, discarded murder weapons, confession notes? ]

Hey, Tot, Miss Laudna... are you guys okay?

[drymonster]

[ todomatsu had no desire to go to the theater, actually!! but since apparently things are happening there he'll wander over to join alfyn, and glance back at laudna. oh, hi. ]

Yep, fine. Leech-free, even.

[ smh ]

What happened?

[ he'll check out the outside of the theater itself as they approach. is there any obvious damage to the building from here? is it on fire? ]

SWAMP

[mygod]

[scrapdraught]

[Something's up.

What draws her to the swamp is beyond her. The air is sticky, less with humidity than with a palpable tension. It rakes at her skin through her clothes, the restless sleep lending her no strength or clarity of mind.

Camille steps to the water's edge, thumbs in the hems of her sleeves and hugging at her middle. She looks out over the water, to the island in the centre. Is anything as strange as she feels right now?

She'll look back to check on the two kids tailing her.]

Hey. Something feel weird to you too?

[residentmerc]

[ he is a grown ass man, wow!

he's also staring at the sky for a truly useless investigation moment, and his stride is maybe a bit wobbly, but that's unrelated. don't worry about it ]

... Yeah. It feels...

[ just trails off, helpfully. please make him step on a corpse he's not looking at where he's going right now ]