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beachepisode2026-05-01 05:04 pm
murderhost) wrote in beachepisode2026-05-01 05:04 pm
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[ week one: investigation ]
INVESTIGATION
On Friday morning, you wake up — groggy and uncertain over when you went to sleep, how you went to sleep, and how you got in your bed. Yet, you are in your bed (unless...?) and there is a sense of foreboding in the air. Some people might notice their roommates are not in their beds. Some people might notice their roommates are still sleeping. Let's hope the ones who aren't there just got up a bit earlier than everyone else and aren't, you know, the victim. Or victims.
But the doors are unlocked now and the house is accessible again. Time to go investigating.
HOW THIS WORKS: Below are top levels for every location in the house. Please reply with your character entering or interacting with the location and the mod journal will reply, sharing details over what your character will find in the location. We'll let everyone in the discord know when all points of interest have been found.
But the doors are unlocked now and the house is accessible again. Time to go investigating.
HOW THIS WORKS: Below are top levels for every location in the house. Please reply with your character entering or interacting with the location and the mod journal will reply, sharing details over what your character will find in the location. We'll let everyone in the discord know when all points of interest have been found.
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Oria doesn't touch the pen and reads over what is written on the notepad. ]
A re—holy shit, is that blood?!
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More innocent than the smeared fingerprints, anyways. ]
...wait.
[ He hands the notepad over to Oria so he can take a closer look at the fingerprints' shade of red, just in case it's too bright to be blood.
"But Minato, how do you know the exact shade of blood?" Sometimes you end up seeing puddles of it every midnight ever since you were a wee kiddo ok. ]
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Yeah. Looks like blood.
[ starts opening and closing the desk drawers if any of them happen to be unlocked... ]
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Like always, the desk drawers are just full of office supplies and nothing else -- the rest of the office looks totally fine.
You guys are done here! But feel free to keep poking around/discussing to your hearts' content. ]
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[ He looks at the notepad. ]
Wait, that doesn't make sense.
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[ Given all of the blood, perhaps they were in a rush to avoid being discovered.
He glances over at Oria, blinking curiously. ]
What doesn't make sense?
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[ squints at this ]
It's the only thing written on here too. Do you know what kind of recipe this is for?
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No, but it looks like some type of soup?
[ There's another thing that doesn't make sense, now that Oria's mentioned a vegetable chopping incident. ]
Why is the recipe here instead of in the kitchen?
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[ Oria looks through the written contents again. ]
... Yeah. It seems weird to just come out here to write that, especially after having injured yourself. What the fuck... let's go tell someone about this.
I think we can wrap as they go back to the living room!!
Keep the notebook. It might be important.
[ In due time they'll learn exactly What Kind of Stew the recipe was for... ]
sounds good!!
[ he can't shake off this feeling...
To the living room!! ]