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

[bewrightback]

[He gives a shrug.]

Time's already screwed up in this place, so why not?

Or it could actually be because I don't actually wear my blue suit to bed.

[devilsworkday]

That's fair.

[Now that that's out of the way, he's more than content to resume being more or less unavailable in terms of an emotional read; it's going to be something of a surreal day, he can tell already.]

How well are you holding up?

[The question is a little detached, but at least it's out there; the answer is a fairly obvious one, but again, it's something to say.]

[bewrightback]

[It does sound just like Kristoph to find the perfectly detached tone for asking about another person's wellbeing. Phoenix does feel a bit guarded on his own part, but that's probably to be expected when it comes to Kristoph, even considering their earlier dealing.]

About as well as can be expected, given our recent surprises. It almost feels like a sick joke, doesn't it? [Myriam, who was saved from the final poll, killed through unknown means.]

How about you?

[devilsworkday]

I'll have a better answer for you later, I imagine.

[...]

I've noticed that no one has seen fit to confirm just whom we killed last night, as far as whether they were indeed the bad badger's friends or otherwise. That's an interesting tactical move on our kidnapper's part.

[bewrightback]

Interesting in a frustrating sense, I guess. [He says that with an empty smile.]

Maybe one of us should ask a mirror later. But you should already know the answer for yourself, shouldn't you? [Now that Myriam's death seems to have ruled her out conclusively.]

[devilsworkday]

Oh, it's not my peace of mind that I'm concerned for - after all, if we're given more helpful little hints as to whom the guilty among us might be and that nail polish shows up again, people may assume that we missed.

It's not necessarily likely, mind, but I wouldn't put it past whomever's running this.

[bewrightback]

That would be really embarrassing, Kristoph. [He says it that way to cloak how pissed he would feel if they really were wrong. If his sparing Kristoph led to Myriam's death...]

I don't know if I'd be able to help you there. But I guess we'll find out whenever the time comes for those clues to surface.

[devilsworkday]

[Mm.]

Bear in mind that wouldn't imply certain guilt. There are two innocent parties pointed out, supposedly; there's nothing saying that I'm not one of them.

[...]

Do you believe me, when it comes to that?

[bewrightback]

I do believe that it's possible that you're innocent in this instance. And I want to believe it. [That's for his own peace of mind more than anything else, though.]

If it does come up again, I definitely won't be jumping to conclusions.

[devilsworkday]

That's what I wanted to know.

[...This is so damn awkward.]

I imagine your vote was through solidarity with your daughter, but I appreciate it regardless.

[bewrightback]

[He gives a slight nod.]

That may have been one factor. It didn't really help that Mr. Keyes almost immediately began threatening her...

[He actually shudders for a moment; it is kind of spooky to talk about the deceased while standing in the room with them.]

I don't really want to hold this over you. It doesn't feel right. [Oh, there's that thing I have that he doesn't. Morals...] But the fact is that you have another chance now, Kristoph.

[devilsworkday]

Do I...? Because from where I'm standing, I'm a dead man either way. In the grand scheme of things, anyway.

[Just judging by speech, he seems remarkably untroubled by that, though he's decidedly tenser than usual when he says it; he doesn't relax as he continues.]

Nothing I do here is going to absolve me of what I've already done; don't you think I know what's going to happen as soon as we're out of this situation?

[He's smiling again. Something to do with his goddamn face.]

Don't get me wrong - I haven't forgotten what I said to you last night, and I intend to follow through with it as far as you'll allow. But it won't be because I want to prove myself to anyone, including you, nor is it through any sort of deeply-buried desire to be a better person.

I just refuse to give whomever shoved us all in this godforsaken box the satisfaction of killing me.

[You know. As one does.]

But it's a nice gesture, Wright. Don't let me make you think it's not.

[bewrightback]

...That's fair enough. And honestly, it's more along the lines of what I expected than for your heart to have grown three times this day.

[He shuffles a bit and nods with a light smile, his hands in his pockets.]

If your sense of self-preservation can protect the people I care about, too... I think that I would appreciate that kind of coincidence.

[devilsworkday]

Just keep in mind that protecting the majority may require me to be mercenary when you don't think I should be, or perhaps when you can't be yourself.

Otherwise, who knows...the world is full of coincidences like that. Happy accidents and all.

[Loose translation: Yes, yes, fine...]

[bewrightback]

[Does it really make a difference in the end if the blood is on my hands directly or through proxy of his hands...?]

I understand. I guess that, the way things are... that kind of happy accident might be the most I can hope for right now.

[I was able to save everyone I cared about in the past, even when it seemed impossible. But in a place like this... Is this where my luck's finally run out?

It may as well be. Considering that I'm dealing with a devil.]