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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[killerwaves]

[There is a little bit of blood splash in the crater, but the majority of it is concentrated around where Merlin is sitting.]

[gluttoning]

[Picture time. He's going to get a couple D.D.D. shots of the rings alongside Billy's crowbar, as well as a shot of Merlin's back with the same thing. Sorry, Merlin.

Since Alice is back and investigating the fault, he's going to climb over to double check behind some of the plants, especially back where there's been statue damage. Anything of note back in here?]

[killerwaves]

[While Beelzebub is presumably manhandling Merlin to get his pictures, something small and jingling falls out of his robes. Jackpot??

As for the foliage and statues, there may be some stray pawprints back there, but that's about it.]

[gluttoning]

[que

Carefully trying not to step on it as he fishes that out and nods at Billy. What is this small jingling thing?]

Mn. Hey. Double check the rest of his clothes.

[killerwaves]

[It is a Dove cabana key. There's also one or two rose petals stuck on it.]

[gluttoning]

[Rose petals... wait a minute Merlin you weren't a rose guy.

Taking a look at those petals. Are there any rose bushes in the garden?]

[butcherspice]

Hmm. What else are you hidin', wizard man...

[Billy is gonna rifle through Merlin's pockets/robes and observe the clothing for any other discrepancies that aren't hole-related.]

[killerwaves]

[Billy gets a (slightly battered) U-PINION and a (very sad-looking) red rose for his troubles!]

[butcherspice]

[Huh. Just for the heck of it, what do Merlin's DMs look like? Anything suspicious or like a guy about to get murdered?]

[killerwaves]

[Well...

The latest DM reads like so:

🌸♡Meet me in the garden in 30 minutes. Let’s have a private chat! ♡

♡♡See you both then~♡♡🌸

And was sent last night separately to both Ho-oh and Rapt0r.]

[butcherspice]

[Oh, NOW we're talking. This could be juicy.]

Oi, Beel, Alice. Think I just got a whiff of our prime suspects.

[gluttoning]

[Squinting over Billy's shoulder as he comes around from behind the foliage.]

...Mm.

We need to get this back to everyone else.

Alice, are you okay?

[conceivesfrenzy]

[ She huffs, pulling her stupid hat off to make sure Fou didn't get any prints of it. ]

No thanks to you two. I could've been seriously injured, you know!

[gluttoning]

You have an animal way bigger than whatever that was. I figured that you'd be fine.

Sorry, though.

[butcherspice]

Oh, so sorry for not helpin' you chase down a barmy squirrel when there was a blood-covered stiff to look over, lass.

[He does not sound sorry at all.]

[conceivesfrenzy]

Tch. [ grumble ] It's not like he was going anywhere.

[butcherspice]

Alright then, next time I'll keep a better eye so the big scary vermin don't gobble you the fuck up.

[Rude.]