[ week one: investigation ]

[murderhost]

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.

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Comments

[dresscode]

Milly-san...

[ She's been so lovely to him so far, despite his Everything. Haruaki moves a little closer, reaching out to steady her with a gentle hand on her shoulder. ]

I-it's a lot, right? If you want to step outside, I think that's okay.

[ Tamon sure did. ]

[honeytraps]

[The hand on her shoulder gets a look for a little while, dull and nonresponsive.

Finally, she puts her hand on his.]

I'll stay. Just for a little bit.

[dresscode]

Okay.

[ They were both so enthused about learning everyone's love stories... they seemed like they could have been good friends, in a kinder world. ]

I'll stay with you. We don't have to talk.

[honeytraps]

[She looks up and gives him the smallest smile, looking a little nauseated. He's sweet.

Then she looks back down.]

Why...? Do you think it was because we-- last night?

[dresscode]

[ Realistically? Maybe. They both certainly drew attention to themselves with that, and they learned a lot about others by asking after such personal, sensitive topics. The mafia could have decided the connections they were already forming with so many in the house were dangerous and taken one of them out.

Despite how he appears, Haruaki's mind is a constant blur of activity, drawing strings across cork boards and keeping meticulous notes. Objectively, analytically, in that part of his soul that's nothing but plans and schemes... it's entirely possible they made themselves targets.

But his sincere desire to comfort and help others wins out every time. He won't tell Milly that, won't even hint at it. Haruaki only shakes his head, voice aching with tender empathy. ]

No. Please don't blame yourself, Milly-san...