FINAL INVESTIGATION

[killerwaves]

FINAL INVESTIGATION

No announcement, or gruesome discovery greets you today, but you probably don't need to be told that it's time to make a move given the ominous change in the atmosphere, and in the weather itself. Sometime in the night, the stormclouds have moved in, darkening the length and breadth of every island and blotting out both the sun and moon -- it seems your summer vacation has ended. What's worse, if you're looking carefully as the stormfront rolls in, you'll spot the telltale shimmer of the distortion; not just low down on the sea or landbound as it usually is, or even up in the heights as with the waterfall.

No, these seem intertwined with the clouds themselves, descending from the heavens like divine catastrophe. Louder than any thunder or lightning -- the telltale rumbling pitch of the dimensional warping is overlaid with the watery wailing you heard last week, but much closer. Multiple whirlpools have opened up around Sungem's Peak, while snaps and booming across the water belie the safety of the other islands.

Attempting to travel away from the main island will tell you the following: several of the railways have been beset and partially destroyed by both whirlpools and aerial distortions. If you manage to get far enough to see the other island destinations: the peak on Kingfisher's Retreat seems a lot lower than before. The planetarium has vanished from Dodo's Outlook. And there seems to be a small tornado cresting the back of Seagull's Playground. Is that a go-kart caught in the whorls???

Beneath the storm-driven sky, the haven of Sungem's Peak carries an audible din of future tidings as well: what whirlpools haven't set upon the ways off the island have shaved off at least some of the shoreline and, judging by how loud they are, the singing fish are not having a good time. The disturbances in the water are enough to have the tide itself receding from the shore, farther than it's ever gone: to the point where the continental shelf is exposed, baring parts of the sea floor and the island that haven't been accessible until now.

While the dead have provided you with a map, it's not a GPS; you'll still need to navigate your way into the inner workings on the island and confront whatever challenges you find, along with your two administrators.

Hopefully the encouragement of those beyond the grave will be enough to buoy you as you descend into the depths of the island, since it's just you, and the scream of the waves.

(( OOC: Welcome to your final investigation! While we will provide AREA CLEARS, the choices you make here will affect end game. Good luck!))

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[killerwaves]

[One more sheet, handwritten as always:

LOG 3.0112

Stranded on an archipelago of some kind; accessing the other islands is difficult, and the natives aren’t cooperative. Still, they’ve probably learned a lesson or two. We’ve had some success in making them talk, but they can’t cough up what’s not in their brains.

Pretty easy to see there was a previous catastrophe here. The technology was probably more advanced before they blew themselves up, but it’s still usable. So are the current test subjects. If I can stop Shigaraki from destroying the rest of it.

(Last time I was told to take a vacation I was in school. And there were less problem children.)

Space-time isn’t stable. From the way they talk, it might be a feature of the dimension. Ridiculous. How does this place exist?

(There’s a rough but to-the-point sketch of the archipelago, though it’s missing a couple of islands. There’s some notes on guesses as to where the labs or facilities other than resort facilities might be, the odd comment on the wildlife, and scribbled calculations without context nor conclusion.)]

[dancing_flames]

[Yep, these are coming along too.

Hopefully Lacus has also been having luck on her end...]