[ WEEK TWO – INVESTIGATION ]

[sheriffexe]

INVESTIGATION

The town is quiet, eerily so. All animals, all chatter, all gusts of wind have come to a complete stop this morning. A tumbleweed passes by through the center of town and the rocking chair on the Sheriff's porch sways but remains silent. Everything is muted and as the door of the hotel opens, the only sensation that rings utterly true today is this: One of your own is gone. And now, as the rules state, it is your job to discover their fate. Welcome to the investigation post! If your character decides to search an area, please post the name of the location in your header and wait for the mod replies. Anything to discover or not to will be indicated during the course of the thread. After the body is discovered, an announcement will be made and characters are free to spend the rest of the afternoons how they like. If there are any questions, please shoot a message either to this journal or at robowest.

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sheriff's station

[dmails]

[#wellshit]

[Okabe hasn't slept; he hasn't left his hotel room all night, perched in bed, hand hovering over the shotgun in case of any issues. ... And yet, morning comes, and he knows someone probably died last night.]

[When he does emerge from the hotel, he goes to see if maybe that guy in the stocks has anything to say.]

[sheriffexe]

[ Well, lucky (or unlucky) for you, Jason isn't in the stocks! Where the heck could that kid have gone off to? ]

General Store

[moraled]

[... He was worried about this, but it's not like it's that shocking, either. Something probably happened, and it's their job to investigate and find out what.

So Barnham doesn't really hesitate.

He frowns tensely, but immediately strides out, heading for the general store, if only to try to pick somewhere to start.

(Hopefully, they'll find nothing, but if there's something to be found, it's better that it's him than one of the children, isn't it?)]

[alcobrawlic]

[ and with him is Sara... yawning. ]

... This feeling is never gonna get less creepy.

railroad station

[insincerely]

[Well, they (or some people) sure tried, but Shinnosuke's not surprised that this atmosphere is rolling by on a Friday once again.

Anything up with the railroad station?]

[beyeotic]

[Time to find out if the Whole Ass Express is haunted, my guy.

Have a grandma tagging along, watching your every move.]

church

[glaring]

[ did jay fucking die yet

But she wants to check here first, just... because she hasn't had much of a reason to yet, and she's certain she'll Find Out if otherwise. ]

[hydrokinetics]

[He'll open the door and check out the church as well, though he blinks in surprise upon seeing Rin.]

...hey. [What's going on here, anything?]

graveyard

[athenite]

[ last time she tried the tailor shop, this time she'll try the graveyard. WHAT'S UP, PARTY PEOPLE. ]

[bittybat]

[Hi person he hasn't met yet.

He's ten.]

saloon - now in the right place

[feminitis]

[She doesn't think something would go down in the same place twice, but better safe than sorry... as soon as Sei leaves the hotel, she makes a beeline for the saloon.

If nothing else, she can fortify herself with alcohol for what's to come.]

[ceded]

Seizaburo!

[ oh god oh god oh god

darting after her friend. She's still wearing the same clothes she was in last night, and honestly, she looks exhausted. Pure adrenaline is keeping her going right now. ]

We'll go together, [ she says as she catches up, serious and concerned. ]

[combattente]

[Sure, he checked out the saloon the first time, but he'll follow behind Sei because...]

Better to be safe, wouldn't you say?

[sheriffexe]

[ HOW ABOUT I JUST REPLY HERE...

The Saloon is as empty as Sara's bed. ]

town hall

[healstaff]

[ surely no one would murder in the place they hold trials, so clearly that's the best place to check. ]

[tightly]

[ Indeed! Poking her head in like yo. ]

clinic

[robitussin]

[so apparently this is blown open now (thanks bats!!) and as soon as natalie notices that, she's looking inside, trying to tell what she can see from the outside without entering just yet.]

Jesus christ...

[sheriffexe]

[ Well, there's nothing in the porch, obviously.

And the reception area is still pretty scorched up.

How about checking the other two rooms? ]

homestead

[flippity]

[ someone gotta check on the horses and cows.... never forget that one lost soul rip ]

[dubiousalignment]

[Indeed, the homestead is the place Tarvek chooses to check. It's secluded, like Harry said, it wasn't a good place to be alone at on Thursday night.

Ah. Papika, was it? Tarvek doesn't approach her, although he sticks nearby]

tailor

[elemancy]

[seems like nobody's checked it out yet and there's no hustle and bustle, so off he goes to the land of cowboy clothing...]

[sheriffexe]

[ Welcome to the party, Noct! Because the tailor is absolutely wrecked. ]

watering hole

[coudre]

[ time to stick her nose in business that definitely isn't hers. what's here? ]

[sheriffexe]

[ Nothing, alas. It's empty and bottomless and lacking in death. ]

[elemancy]

[well, now that noct's done being grossed out by dead bodies, he's just going to come barreling out of the tailor's.

with the scabbard and note he found in hand.]

Hey, everyone! [he's got no idea who is within earshot, so he'll just call out and let everyone get over here before:]

Found it... a body. That old, stern guy.

[noct doesn't know his name. but he'll hold up the items found and just:]

Found these on him and... he was bled out from the chest.

[insincerely]

[Welp, death confirmed.]

Bled out in what way? Gunshot wound? Stab wound?