 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 mod replies. Anything to discover will be indicated during the course of the thread.
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[there are a lot of questions, like motive and willingness beyond playing the game. noct's not asking those right now.]
Then we have to figure out what comes next, too. [can they deal with it without losing other lives?]
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[she says that like it's so simple. . .]
But in the meantime, we should focus our efforts on locating Ao's killer. [. . .] And giving Ao a proper burial.
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[because this is fucked up. he's pretty sure getting out won't be that simple either, but they sure can discuss that part later.]
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[though... still frowning.]
It's weird. They don't have graves, they were locked up. I wonder what was really so different with them.
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I've heard a few theories on what purpose they served. None of them are pleasant.
They may have been brought here as a test for us. A body to motivate everyone into playing along with the game's rules.
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[that none of the theories are pleasant—and the one milla brings to the table isn't so comforting either.]
...Like firing a warning shot, you mean.
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[she makes a face, because she hates the way that sounds]
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[there's definitely a furious wavering to his voice, clenching his fist at his side. it's messed up. it's so messed up.]
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Guess... we just have to see what we can find for now.