WEEK 4 INVESTIGATION

[killerwaves]

INVESTIGATION

Did you enjoy your musical serenade last week? Depending on where you find yourself this bright and sunny morning, you might be getting an encore of a different sort, in the theater.

Are you having the time of your life? Someone is, or more accurately, was if the trend from the last weeks hold. There's not even any extraneous noise to interrupt the musical marathon; the snap and pressure release of past weeks is notably absent, so maybe it's not the time to continue the party scene yet... Those on Dodo will be able to spot the warping haze stretched past the aquarium and almost to the theater by the time they make it outside, while those on Sungem and Seagull will also be able to spot the phenomenon encroaching on the shore from the ocean. Hm.

"Anybody could be that guy ♫"

(( OOC: Welcome to your third investigation, stay hydrated and refreshed ☆ ))

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[gluttoning]

[From where Beelzebub wakes up at the waterfall, his reaction is twofold and instantaneous:

1) He's hungry, and the wings come out without thought even before his stomach starts to join in.
2) He smells something immediately.

With a growl of caution in the back of his throat, Beel glances down to see if his company is still there. Hi, sorry, you've got a rude wakeup, are you still alive down there...]

[dupiety]

[Beelzebub's company is...



Still here, yes, and very much alive. Just struggling to wake up... Except one loud growl of Beelzebub's stomach makes Temenos's eyes shoot open.]

Ah, Beel...

[Well, they made it, at least.]

[killerwaves]

[Congratulations!

You guys may want to watch your stirring and, in Beel's case, the path you take on your rampage towards the nearest place with food (RIP to the hut), because there's a smattering of debris not far from you and littering the area around the waterfall pool.

There's also that acrid mechanical smell tickling Beel's poor nose.]

[gluttoning]

[His wings tense as he takes a second to keep himself protectively overtop of the cleric still stuck on the grass.]

No blood. Machinery. It smells.

[There's a pained look for a brief second as his stomach growls again.]

Careful.

[And goodbye Temenos, Beelzebub shoots up and off towards that refreshment hut to tear it apart for the next ten minutes. Hopefully no bodies in here proper or he might eat them.]

[killerwaves]

[There are no bodies in the refreshment hut, nor anything Beelzebub would notice immediately on his hangry way there!

Just more debris in the immediate area. Surely it's fine.]

[gluttoning]

[Time to devour, then.

He'll rejoin waterfall crew in a few minutes but until then enjoy the crashing noises of chaos as he starts shoving anything edible into his mouth. Sorry, Overhaul.]

[dupiety]

Oh, dear... Something's happened again.

[He nods at Beelzebub, urging him to go find food. Once Beel has taken off, he gets to his feet and slips on the large furry jacket that was left with him. He'll take the time to investigate the scene...and see if he can find the source of that smell, now that it's hitting his nose as well.]

[killerwaves]

[The smell seems to just be all around the waterfall area amid the debris (which is rocks, and crystal, and yeah the waterfall area is not intact; and also bits of metal and more! ... but that's for later).]

[dupiety]

[This is so unsettling for a variety of reasons...but assuming this is something for the invest toplevel, he'll go to hang out by the hut until Beelzebub is done destroying it.]

1/2 just for the icon change please don't kill me

[gluttoning]

[

Give him just a minute.]

2/2

[gluttoning]

[Eventually he comes wandering back out chugging the last bit of a bottle of something or other, but he's back in his normal attire, sans the jacket that's draped over Temenos's shoulders.]

...What in the world...

[dupiety]

[Temenos is waiting for him, relieved that whatever amount of food that was in the hut was enough for the time being.]

Welcome back, my dear Beel.

[Huh, so that's what it's like to be the one delivering that line.

Anyway, he tips his head toward all the debris.]

Something happened here while we slept...but I did not find any bodies.

[gluttoning]

I don't smell any blood, either. Not from here, anyway.

[His brow furrows at how strong the mechanical stench is on the air, but he shakes his head.]

Come on. Let's look around.

[dupiety]

[With a nod,]

Let's.