Post by Peregrine on Oct 11, 2019 21:15:55 GMT -6
...but first, here's the story of the Breakfast Fiasco!
This morning, most of you trickled your way to the dining hall one by one for your daily breakfast meetings, except for Byakuya and Minikuma, neither of whom usually made an appearance at breakfast time. The moment everyone else had sat down, however, the doors to the kitchen burst open! Minikuma stormed out of the kitchen holding a boom box, playing the following on full blast:
While you were all distracted by the siren song, he quickly swiped Makowboy’s lasso and tied up Nagito and Junkow face-to-face in a rather compromising manner. He stood on the table, laughing at the two hitched cowboys for getting tied up by "a simple October enthusiast!" He ran off while avoiding a multitude of plastic darts being shot at him, leaving everyone dazed and confused.
...and now, back to the present, and the scene of the crime, for your regularly scheduled investigation results!
This morning, most of you trickled your way to the dining hall one by one for your daily breakfast meetings, except for Byakuya and Minikuma, neither of whom usually made an appearance at breakfast time. The moment everyone else had sat down, however, the doors to the kitchen burst open! Minikuma stormed out of the kitchen holding a boom box, playing the following on full blast:
While you were all distracted by the siren song, he quickly swiped Makowboy’s lasso and tied up Nagito and Junkow face-to-face in a rather compromising manner. He stood on the table, laughing at the two hitched cowboys for getting tied up by "a simple October enthusiast!" He ran off while avoiding a multitude of plastic darts being shot at him, leaving everyone dazed and confused.
...and now, back to the present, and the scene of the crime, for your regularly scheduled investigation results!
{Body}A grizzly sight, indeed; Byakuya lies face-down in a puddle of blood, clearly the result of three nearly identical wounds across his bare back. Interestingly enough, the only blood not on his torso is on his hand—a finger, specifically—currently outstretched in front of him, his bloodied pointer finger resting on a sheet of paper on the floor:
{Archive}This small, dark space is occupied chiefly by three floor-to-ceiling bookshelves stuffed with files and reports completely esoteric to those without the background to recognize them, a pile of which is neatly stacked on the floor. The only light source in the room is a small desk lamp on the floor.
Alongside the prominent feature of Byakuya’s corpse lies his blazer, thrown aside. It has several bloody holes in its back which, at a glance, appear to be consistent with those on the body itself.
Alongside the prominent feature of Byakuya’s corpse lies his blazer, thrown aside. It has several bloody holes in its back which, at a glance, appear to be consistent with those on the body itself.
{Library}Besides a number of small desktop studying cubbies and accompanying chairs, this spacious chamber predictably contains a large number of thick bookshelves, reinforced along the ground by large right-angle brackets to prevent them from tipping over.
After some searching, you discover a wadded-up dress shirt stuffed into a desk drawer. Handling it, you find it’s wrinkled and soaking wet—not just with blood, which coats a number of small holes in its back, but with what seems to be water. Stranger still, a handful of grass falls out delicately upon fully unfolding it.
After some searching, you discover a wadded-up dress shirt stuffed into a desk drawer. Handling it, you find it’s wrinkled and soaking wet—not just with blood, which coats a number of small holes in its back, but with what seems to be water. Stranger still, a handful of grass falls out delicately upon fully unfolding it.
{Dining Hall}This cafeteria would be a very charming and welcoming environment under most other circumstances. A long, communal table sits in the centre of the room, accompanied by ten seats. Tall, immaculately dressed round tables flank the main table, adorned with freshly-stocked sarsaparilla, halloween candy, and cow feed.
The only thing of note left in this room is the boom box from the Breakfast Fiasco.
The only thing of note left in this room is the boom box from the Breakfast Fiasco.
{Kitchen}This room’s size surprises you when you first walk in. It’s easily large enough for a high-class restaurant, and is similarly well-stocked to boot. It even comes with a fully equipped drink bar!
After inspecting every nook and cranny of the room, you’re surprised to find a silicone mold in the oven; it appears to be a mold for a knife-shaped object.
After inspecting every nook and cranny of the room, you’re surprised to find a silicone mold in the oven; it appears to be a mold for a knife-shaped object.
{Storage Room}There’s so much stuff! Almost too much stuff. You feel slightly overwhelmed by stuff. While it contains the usual fare of food, clothes, and some scant electronics, the storage room also appears to be wholly overstocked with a mishmash of cheesy Halloween decorations and props and set-pieces from one of those spaghetti western movies.
Much of the Halloween paraphernalia has been removed, and now adorns the nearby halls.
Much of the Halloween paraphernalia has been removed, and now adorns the nearby halls.
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