MIDNIGHT/DAY 2 - suspicion

[protoshepherd]

[ In the spirit of Ace Attorney, the game where murders happen but NO ONE ACTUALLY SEES THE ACTUAL THING EXCEPT FOR THE PERPETRATORS…

The night has ended. You might have ousted someone, but NOTHING HAPPENS. You go back to your rooms and you find some samurai dogs by your bedside. At least there's food. Better than nothing. But you feel tired. It's been a long and stressful day. Could you even sleep at that rate?

In the middle of the night, you might hear a loud thud. If you wake up (or if you were already awake) and check the hallway, you'll find a bust—or its remnants—by the mirror closer to the Hawthorne and Gavin rooms. The statue is coloured… pink? Magenta? Well, whatever.

Behind the bust is a body… a dead body. Yup, that's right.

If you approach it, you'll find the dead body of Myriam Scuttlebutt. There's no box, just the young girl. If you saw her without the guise of her box, you'll realise that she isn't wearing her school uniform. She has a green jumpsuit on. Her arms were raised and had some red markings on her wrist, as if her hands had been tied. An awl was lodged in her abdomen. Dried blood by her wound, as if the blood had seeped through from her wound.

Myriam Scuttlebutt has been taken out by the allies of the Bad Badger. You have all been warned. You should have expected this.

If you decide to do a headcount, you'll find that one team is missing. One team with two members in it. The room to the Engarde room is swinging open. Do you check it out?

Upon entering, you'll find Matt Engarde's corpse placed conveniently on a chair. You'd think it's Matt, anyway. He seems to be wearing the Nickel Samurai costume. He's seated with his head facing the ground. There's a scarf on his neck, placed rather too tightly. Did he did from strangulation…? By the chair is an open guitar case, and a vanity with a wine glass on top of it.

By the only mirror in the room is Simon Keye's body, hanging frrom the ceiling. Nearby is a coffee table, and an envelope with the police department's seal on it. Whoever opens it will read a letter that reads "proto badgr kill."

If you go back to the library, you'll find Myriam's mirror still standing, but it doesn't function as a mirror anymore. You'll find a portrait of Aristotle Means instead, like a huge picture frame. A huge X painted in red covers about half of the portrait. The same goes for Matt and Simon Keye's mirrors - except Simon's mirror also has Matt's face on it. L O L.

The other mirrors have names again… although if you count, there seems to be only ten teams now: ]

Poll #16504

This poll is closed.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: Just the Poll Creator, participants: 10

ho bad badgr?????? vote for edgeworth safe

Furio Tigre Team
0 (0.0%)

Redd White Team
3 (30.0%)

Dahlia Hawthorne Team
3 (30.0%)

Jacques Portsman Team
1 (10.0%)

Morgan Fey Team
0 (0.0%)

The Phantom Team
3 (30.0%)

Horace Knightley Team
0 (0.0%)

Luke Atmey Team
0 (0.0%)

Daryan Crescend Team
0 (0.0%)

Kristoph Gavin Team
0 (0.0%)

[ If you've still got an appetite, there are calzones (WHICH IS BASICALLY THE GRANDFATHER OF PIZZAS - THANK YOU PARKS AND RECREATION) and sushi (NOT BURGERS) that is edible in the dining hall. If you are thirsty, here is a water dispenser, as well as a bowl of punch. Not alcoholic. ]


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[ 00:01 MARCH 3 EST: Day 2 begins, and a new suspicion poll pops up. ONLY TEN TEAMS REMAIN.

00 MARCH 4 EST: A clue will be given. Suspicion poll closes at MIDNIGHT.

00 MARCH 5 EST: Ousting poll gets put up! ]

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CLUE!!! (Handcuffs can be broken, feel free to play around with it.)

Comments

CLUE

[arurests]

Hey! Who the hell's running this place?!

[ You might not be in the dining hall, but you sure hear a loud voice coming from there. And you'll find a very angry man. Wolf. Man wolf.

He's holding a pizza box. ]

Delivery for some-- Wright bozo. [ He puts a box of pizza on the dining table. If you check it out, it's a 12" pizza with green peppers, olives, and… chocolate chips. ]

But I have better things to do here than just deliver pizza. That ain't my job in the first place.

[ He walks around the room, circling the people around. Assuming that EVERY team is in the dining hall, he handcuffs the following people:

Raymond Shields and Aura Blackquill, aka Team Jacques Portsman
Mia Fey and Maya Fey, aka Team Redd White
Simon Blackquill and Godot, aka Team The Phantom ]

Guilty. Guilty. Guilty!

[ Then he looks at the others - the… seemingly innocent ones. ]

Normally, I'd be arresting all these guys, but you guys gotta use some logic and figure out who the real bad guy is, eh? Why don't you guys do that now? I'll be on my way. This wolf's got bigger prey to catch.

[ And much like the badger, he steps into a mirror and disappears. What the flying fuck? ]

[spiritpearls]

[ Wh...at just happened... Pearl just watches, dismayed when she sees her cousins handcuffed. But seriously, what the flying kittens just happened.

Is it at least good looking pizza? ]

I...

[ How does one respond to this. ]

[stagewright]

[ pearls it has peppers, olives, and chocolate chips.

it is the weirdest pizza ever, and trucy just. gently shuts the box again, um. ]

That...certainly was a thing.

[ yes we are making real progress here um ]

[butzhurt]

[After his exchange with Nick, Larry goes over to Pearl.]

Hey, uh, I know this is a weird time, but wanna be my sidekick?

[bewrightback]

[Phoenix Wright speeds down when he hears an unfamiliar voice, and he sees... a wolf man??? Is this some kind of part of badger lure he missed out on. The Loud Wolf?!

Because of what happens, he kind of just stares in shock as the whole scene unfolds. Then he finally speaks up and first he points towards the pizza box.]

I- I'm Wright...!

[Then he points towards Maya and Mia handcuffed.]

...But that's wrong!

[...Oh wait the wolf guy's gone already.]

Who the heck was that, anyway?!

[...Yes he changed back into the suit to stop the weird looks.]

[stagewright]

The world's worst pizza delivery guy?

[ BECAUSE UM ]

[butzhurt]

He's some weird dude from Interpol that keeps bickering with Edgey.

[Larry knows what's what.]

WELL let's just say this is before he leaves

[arurests]

[ Looks you up from head to toe. You're not Phoenix Wright. ]

I've got no words to say to a murderer, Furio Tigre.

I've heard about you. [ He taps his temple with a finger. ] Not as bad as what I've worked on, but you're still trash on my list.

[feytality]

[HEY, LOOK, PHOENIX, SOMEONE'S GETTING ACCUSED OF MURDER YET AGAIN]

[THREE GUESSES AS TO WHO]

N-Nick!

[turnaboutcoupons]

[At the risk of creating yet another time paradox (there's like ten of them already anyway), Palaeno will answer that last question with a bit more accurate detail than Larry did.]

His name is Shi-Long Lang. He is one of the most respected investigators within Interpol and one of the few remaining descendants of the House of Lang.

[venomize]

[ . . . well that just happened.

At least she knows who she's voting for, most likely. ]

Looks like my vote's set. [ Unless someone dares to stop her; she hasn't voted just yet. Maybe someone can convince her otherwise??? ]

[bewrightback]

Dahlia... Don't you dare!

Re: CLUE

[doubledefense]

[ Well. That sure makes her choice easy. ]


This is really going to make pointing difficult.

[arurests]

[ You're pretty hot. Wanna be my new secretary? ]

In the off chance you're not actually guilty, ever wanna work for the Interpol?

[bewrightback]

Mia... Don't worry! I'm going to help you, too!

[talldarkbitter]

[ Swaggering on over, or as best as one can while handcuffed, he lightly bumps shoulders with her ( or close enough - there's a bit of a height difference ). ]

Kinda kinky... don't you think?

[ His grin is something a little wolfish. ]

[spiritpearls]

Oh no, Mystic Mia... don't worry, we'll get those cuffs off you!

[feytality]

W-What the heck?!

[WHY IS SHE GETTING HANDCUFFED SHE WANTED TO EAT THE PIZZA]

Hey! I'm innocent!

[talldarkbitter]

[ Come down to check out the commotion, get handcuffed. Welp.

Godot doesn't look too concerned, however. He runs his fingers under the bracelets, simply slipping the cuff of his shirt under the edges so it doesn't tear at his skin. ]

[huglife]

[ Ray simply complies with the detaining like the law-abiding citizen that he is, but starts sweating once the "pizza guy" leaves them with that parting message. ]

W-Wait, Uncle Ray is innocent! Scout's honour and all!

[devilsworkday]

[Well, now that that...certainly was something that happened...]

Now that we all know that we're apparently expected to do another round of this today, here's a question I'm mildly appalled that we haven't revisited in a while: What, exactly, are the "bad badger's" allies supposedly gaining from all this?

The way we've all been urged to vote is designed to affect us as a group, so that's a bit of a moot point; outside of that, however, I fail to see exactly why they're playing along with this.

I'm aware that there's no answering this without outing oneself; that's beside the point. Perhaps if we can find some sort of common incentive that doesn't have to do with our colleagues and protégés being horrifically tortured, we'll have a direction that doesn't involve guessing in the dark.

...Admittedly, if the answer turns out to be "sheer bloodlust" and nothing more, I'm going to be disappointed in everyone in this room.

[dekillerqueen]

[What the... What the HECK.]

That could not possibly have been the real Shi-Long Lang.

[turnaboutcoupons]

[It's just like Agent Lang to slam the cuffs on suspects and then leave it to someone else to use logic.

The moment Agent Lang enters, Palaeno experiences a fleeting moment of relief. Someone put Interpol on the case, thank god. Too bad that Lang's apparently not here to rescue them. What on Earth is going on...?

Don't think you can just saunter on outta here just like that, man.]

Agent Lang! Wait!

[shacklebreaker]

[Handcuffs? Isn't this nostalgic. Blackquill's being well-behaved and not breaking his right away, at least.]

Our wolf friend seems more akin to a dim-witted dog. Aura is many things, but she is no murderer...!

whoops, I went to bed early last night

[sinistersciencelesbian]

What the—this is ridiculous!