WEEK ONE, SATURDAY

[killerwaves]

INVESTIGATION(?)

Exciting night, no? Were you able to get to sleep, or did you stay up into the wee hours, seeing that far-off shimmer near the gazebos and listening to the rising rumble of whatever-that-is and wondering when it would come for you?

At least, when dawn finally comes and the shimmer is overcome by the rising light of the sun, it seems that last night wasn't the end. For you.

Instead, once it's morning proper, there's a shift -- like the breeze and the smell after a bout of sudden summer thunderstorm without the storm: the pressure and the oppressive atmosphere of yesterday is gone, just like that. But also: accompanying it a few seconds later is a clean whipcrack of sound, like giant hands clapping together. And a moment after that, you'll feel something pass overhead -- you won't be able to see anything, but anyone outside at the time will find themselves staggered by what seems to be a small shockwave spreading throughout the island.

That's not the only change that awaits you this morning, however.

You might want to get out of bed, if you haven't already, and take a proper look around.

(( OOC: Welcome to our peace week Saturday event, islanders! Please note that this will be run similarly to a normal investigation, but will not be a full investigation. As such, everyone is welcome to explore for the first part of the event, and then we will take a limited amount of people for the second half, investigation-style. ))

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[chosenwang]

[ Hello? Our peace week?

He'll leave the investigating of the area to the others. Time to head to the someone to check if they are alive and who they are. is riku alive ]

[plunges]

[ Xiao will join up with Wang Lu for backup, just in case this person needs more assistance. Fingers crossed they're still alive. ]

[killerwaves]

[The ethereal pink glow of amaryllis guides them deeper into the garden like a dream on the cusp of waking; unlike the heat haze from yesterday, this light is soothing, blending into the early rays of the sun and shedding sparkles onto the footpaths and foliage before it vanishes.

The last petals fall as they stop by the person at the center of it all (or slightly left of center, since all of the garden disturbance seems to lead back to the crater next to him, like fault lines, like accusing fingers); an abundance of white hair and flowing robes sways in the sea breeze, tinted delicately with the same colors as the flowers and the sky.

Tinted with something deeper, much deeper, seeping down along the seams and trailing locks, soaking into the earth and watering the no-longer-existent flowers with darkening crimson.

Merlin is dead.]

[plunges]

[ ...

Xiao closes his eyes, bows his head. He didn't know Merlin well, but this...this might explain why the ominous noises from the other day have stopped. Merlin...

He'll look over at Wang Lu. ]

We should alert the others.

[ He holds up his phone. ]

[chosenwang]

[ Oh.

He'll just kneel down by him, being careful not to mess up the scene to reach to touch a strand of that hair. ]

Guess I won't be able to be the perfect gentlemen, hmm?

[ More to himself to anything.

Then he'll look at Xiao and give a nod. ] If you don't mind. [ Go ahead and let them know. ]

[hearnoplague]

Strange how those petals would lead us straight to his corpse...

[ He's finally feeling brave enough to actually investigate. Time to check what that wound looks like. Where's the blood coming from, again? ]