WEEK 2 INVESTIGATION

[killerwaves]

INVESTIGATION

The sun rises over sparkling waves and beaches -- and there are far more of them now, double the amount of sun and surf across the two unusual islands you've been forced to call home. Not that you were able to see the breaking dawn, given that you found yourself falling asleep at the stroke of midnight, regardless of how tired you were.

Your restful(?) sleep is brought to a sudden end at 7am with a booming whipcrack of sound; those on Seagull's Playground will hear it first, much louder than the karaoke windows shattering last night. Indeed, a window or two may crack in the arcade, but at least nothing else breaks as a new shockwave flashes out on that island. Those on Sungem's Peak will merely feel a stronger breeze and see some higher waves, but they'll certainly hear an echo of everything as they come to.

Given your sudden sleep and confinement (if you took notice in the midst of everything you were up to), it's understandably harder to keep track of your cabana-and-islandmates.

Now that you're very likely very awake -- perhaps it's time to take a look around outside, and see if this week brings better tidings than the last.

(( OOC: Welcome to your first official investigation! This is similar to last week's peace week investigation: body discovery part comes first, free for all exploration for everyone until a body (or bodies) is found. Then we will move into the detailed investigation of body and locations! Good luck at Costco. ☆ ))

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PSA MODEL B(ODY ANNOUNCEMENT)

[ho_ohs]

[There’s a crackle across the intercom, familiar and grating, and stretching across two islands. At least there’s no squeal of feedback, because this system (or the user) can handle at least that much.

Minus the one speaker sacrificed last week, that is.]

Looks like one of you actually stepped up this time — good, I thought we’d have to wait for the island to start some real punishment before things got going. Chai’s been chosen as the first sacrifice, but you heard what I said last week.

If you want the second sacrifice to be a just one, whatever that means, you’d better start looking into his death.

You have three hours to investigate.

[OOC: Please note that the 3 hours is a strictly IC time limit, OOCly we will allow you more time to investigate so don’t worry.]

some quick peanuting

[dupiety]

[After the body announcement goes out to confirm his concerns, Temenos recalls a conversation he had with Beelzebub about borrowing his phone for the camera function should this happen again.

His first instinct is to check the buffet. Once the structural damage to the door comes into view and all of the noise follows it, he has an entirely new set of concerns.

He rushes for the pantry.]

Beelzebub?

[gluttoning]

[He's still here! And the place is still a mess, bits of wrappers and metal and wood barely scattering the floor. Beel himself is decked out in black,, fly wings buzzing erratically and horns twisting out from right above his temples.

He's in the middle of ripping an entire jumbo ketchup bottle in half with his teeth that Temenos calls out to him. The movement is sharp, animalistic, and Beelzebub bristles with a raising of his wings and the reddened staining of his mouth in a growl.

Hi Temenos.]

[dupiety]

[Temenos' eyes widen considerably as he takes in the situation unfolding in front of him. Oh. This is very bad.

But beyond that, he quashes any emotion he may be experiencing over seeing Beelzebub in such a dire state. It's no question to Temenos that Beelzebub must have become enraged or deprived of food long enough for this to have happened. How long this frenzy could last is another question entirely though... At least the fact that Beelzebub didn't immediately attack is probably a good sign that this is isn't beyond hope.]

My goodness, what a mess you've made...

[He gently chides, but he doesn't make another move. Not yet, anyway.]

I don't suppose you can hear me in there right now, can you?

[gluttoning]

[He snaps back at the question with a rumbling roar, clipped and short. But his attention turns to finishing the ketchup bottle in his hands, crushing the plastic with one hand as his other grabs at the nearest item to start tearing it apart without thinking - a kettle, the metal screeching under his nails with a sickening pop as he crushes it like aluminum wrap.

It seems he's more interested in food than in attacking Temenos, but his eyes flick to him from time to time in aggravation, like a starving dog guarding its carcass meal.]

[dupiety]

I'll take that as a resounding "no."

[There's something strangely unsettling and upsetting about seeing a friend like this, with no recognition behind their eyes.

Logically he knows he should leave Beelzebub to his own devices until his frenzy runs its course, since he seems to be sticking to this area. There is an investigation going on outside of this room and he needs to do his job.

It's...difficult, though.

Either way, he knows what needs to be done.]

I'll be back to check on you later.

[Possibly a futile thing to say aloud, but he says it anyway in the unlikely chance that it gets through to the demon.]

[gluttoning]

[There's a slight relaxation at the shoulders, the display of his wings calming just slightly. But his consumption does not slow, ripping the kettle handle off and starting to devour the appliance, even as he reaches to pull several cans to the ground.

He won't pursue if Temenos takes his leave.]

[dupiety]

[He will, but not before clocking those changes in demeanor. Hopefully Beelzebub is in a better state to deal with whatever happens after this investigation is over. Then they can properly talk.]

[divector]

[ wakes up to ho-oh's voice while sitting in a floaty

thinks about it a moment

goes to catch more winks ]