GAME 2 - DAY 1

[protoshepherd]

[ You stir awake on the cold floor, and find yourself in a REALLY CROWDED dressing room with some other people. They may be strangers, they may be people you know, but then you wonder, where are you?

Then it hits you. The last thing that happened before waking up was that you found a message in a bottle. You read the note, blinked once, and someone behind you hit you in the head. You fell to the floor, but that was it. That was all you remember. You must have passed out, and now you're here. Wherever here is.

The room is what it is. It seems to have been a murder scene. Who was murdered, no one knows. Try not to destroy the crime scene, would you? There's only a couple of drops of blood by the outline - and that's a really huge outline, the guy must be at least 6 feet tall. A tile from the floor is missing. Well, whatever. Is that really important? (No, it's not! Not at the moment, anyway…) What may be of importance (?!?!?!?!) is the note written in lipstick on the mirror. It reads: MAKE FRIENDS.

If you exit the dressing room, you'll find yourself in a hallway. There's another room next to the one you came from, but it's locked. There's some noise coming from inside, though… If you put your ear to the door, you may hear a possibly familiar song. But you might even check that out later, because right on the wall in front of you hang twelve square mirrors - about twelve inches in length, and eight in width. Each mirror will reflect only one specific person, no matter how many people are standing in front of it. (Eg. if Person A stands in front of Mirror A, he'll see himself. If he stands in front of Mirror B, he won't see any reflection at all.)

Upon looking at your mirror, you'll find someone behind you. Before you could even react, you hear the words "find wolves, keep secrets" whispered in your ear like an itchy and spine tingling thing. If you look back, the beautiful creature is gone. Its reflection is gone, too.

And when the badger disappears, you'll feel something heavy in your pocket. Pull it out, and you get a Nokia 3210. It's a pretty bulky and heavy device, but hey. It's a cellphone. Although… there are only four features to the phone: Rules, Vote, Calculator, and Snake.

If you check out the vote feature, you'll find a list of names. It seems you can only choose just one pair of names. Once someone votes on it, the bar right below their name grows longer, and you can see how many people voted on it. Everyone should know who their partner is from this list alone.

Welcome to (one part of) the Sunshine Coliseum! The broom closet is locked, and so is the room with the red light. Don't go there, Roxanne. If you head to the stage, you can play with the instruments. Feel free to chill out in the audience area. The chairs are very comfortable to sit on. There isn't much to do, but one should be crafty enough to find means of entertainment. This is game, after all.

Lastly, YOU HAVE NO MONEY TO BUY ANYTHING IN THE VENDING MACHINE. (It has soda and potato chips, by the way. Please don't steal anything...! Or you can. You know. Whatever. It's not like there are cops around!) ]

(SUSPICION POLL)

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CLUE
* only one member of each team may vote, so please coordinate with your partners!

Schedule:
[ 00 EST 18 April: Clue/Activity!!

00 EST 19 April: Suspicion poll comes to an end and Ousting poll gets put up.

00 EST 20 April: Ousting poll draws to a close. A new day begins, with two teams out of the game. ]

For any team posts or if your character(s) will be talking to another team in private, please remember to filter the post and add protoshepherd to it! Characters will have whatever they had on them, or if they have any pets, then they can have those, too.

Regarding pets/items: SURE GO AHEAD AND HAVE YOUR CHARACTER BRING THEM. If it's a magical item, then it will NOT work.

Hurting other characters is fine, but please ping @sytry on plurk if and when your character tries to kill somebody, or beat them up senseless. There will be an IC punishment for something like this, and they also can't kill anybody, so!!!

Comments

[trenchdoting]

[Detective Gumshoe is a big dude in his 30s, scruffy and wearing a very old/worn-down trenchcoat. He wakes up by the coat rack... In fact, somehow a coat hanger has managed to get stuck in the back of his trenchcoat. He walks around with it sticking out obliviously.

At first he assumes that must have passed out at a crime scene, and he starts to investigate. That only lasts until he sees the writing on the mirror.

MAKE FRIENDS. Gumshoe looks at it, smiles innocently and nods.]

Make friends? Sounds like a great plan! [He looks around at the various assortment of people in the room.

And he narrows in on the horse, waving to it with a cheery smile.] Hey pal! I choose you!

[fencefatale]

You seem... rather enthusiastic for someone who's been kidnapped. [ Though is he really going to be attempting to make friends with the horse? And what's with the coat hanger? ]

[notjustanytoon]

Given his choice of social partners, this man might not be feeling well.

[ Gumshoe reminds him of Eddie Valiant in a way. Mostly in the sense of clunky trenchcoats and possible alcoholism. ]

[trenchdoting]

Social partners... Hey pal, you leave Little Maggey out of this!

[notjustanytoon]

You have given it a name.

[fencefatale]

You mean he might be-? [ She swallows her words down, not wanting to say 'mentally ill' in front of the poor detective. It might make him feel bad, and Asuna's not a complete jerk. Besides, she just met the guy! ]

[notjustanytoon]

[ He's at least decent at reading between the lines. ] Given his conversational partner, I would not be surprised.

[trenchdoting]

Kidnapped...? [He looks around a little bit, as if expecting to see something specific.] Sorry, Miss, but I think you're mistaken. I'm not gagged or even tied up, and I'm in a really nice looking room.

[He scratches at his head a little.]

Well... nice aside from the crime scene.

...Point is, pal, I don't feel kidnapped at all!

[fencefatale]

Just because you're in a nice room and you're not gagged or tied up doesn't mean that it's not a kidnapping.

[ Asuna responds in the sternest of voices, narrowing her eyes. Sorry, Gumshoe, but she's here to state the facts. ] The rules that were typed out in the cellphone said that we will be trapped. Locked up against our own will. Until we finish... something.

I didn't ask to be here at this so-called "Sunshine Coliseum", wherever that is.

[trenchdoting]

The cellphone, huh... [He pulls his out of the pocket.] I didn't look at it, I was gonna bring it to the lost and found!

...This sounds like a surprise field trip more than anything else, pal! I always wanted to visit the Sunshine Coliseum!!

[catmagnet]

...I wish you luck with that.

[ After saying that Kongwai proceeds to turn on his heel and start walking away. He'd rather not put himself in a place of responsibility where he has to stop some guy in a trenchcoat from getting kicked in the nads, thank you very much. ]

[trenchdoting]

Thanks, pal! [He shouts after the kid as he walks away.] I got this covered!

[cibopath]

[Gumshoe no that's a horse.

Dumbfounded, Tony watches him wave at it a few more times before he breaks in.] Let me get this straight. We're all victims of a mass kidnapping, we have no damn clue where we are, and the first thing on your mind is to name the stupid horse?

[This man looks like an officer of some sort, too. Why. Why is this the group he's stuck with? BACK IN HIS DAY DETECTIVE WORK MEANT SOMETHING...]

[trenchdoting]

H-hey, pal! [He raises a finger, trying to object, but he kind of sputters.]

...When you put it like that, it does sound kinda bad! ...But Little Maggey's not stupid, she's the smartest horse I know!! [And the only one.]

[cibopath]

Sorry if I don't believe you know all that many horses.

[Right on the money.]

[trenchdoting]

Oof! M-maybe I don't, pal...

But... but... That just makes Little Maggey even more special!

[fairbrook]

[Friends... horse? Has this man any sense of self-preservation at all? Actually, let's not try to unravel this one.]

Are you alright, sir?

[Because assuming brain-damage is the classier course of action, right?]

[trenchdoting]

[Gumshoe gives the figure a hearty salute!]

Don't worry about me, pal! I'm perfectly fine! [Gleaming glasses, long blonde hair, an intimidating demeanor... Gumshoe wonders if this figure is a lawyer he's seen around occasionally... what was his name, Something Gavin?]

[thefaceofjustice]

Hey!! Detective Gumshoe! Is that really you over there? In justice we trust!

[And now Detective Fulbright enters the scene, snapping a salute instead of waving.]

[trenchdoting]

[Now this is a guy he's never seen before, but he's dressed in all white. Another disco cop? Still, he greets him with a goofy smile and salutes right back, because something he said just spoke to him.]

Hey, what a coinkidink! In justice I trust too, pal!

[thefaceofjustice]

I don't recall if we've ever been formally introduced, have we? It's been awhile!

I'm Detective Bobby Fulbright! [Whips his badge out of his gun holster.]

[trenchdoting]

Whoa! Now that's some badge-presenting, pal! [He's really wowwed up it.]

Detective Fulbright, huh? [He looks on a little blankly. He's never heard that name before... but it sounds like he's from the same city at least! He never knew that he had a disco cop on his side.] Nice to meet ya!

[boobily]

[ from behind, dandy sneakily yanks the coat hanger from gumshoe's jacket while he is busy being enamored with the horse. he wanted to make sure it was really a detachable inanimate object and not some extra limb of an unregistered alien. dandy is always on the job.

unfortunately, his yank wasn't strong enough and probably only jerked gumshoe back a little bit, leaving the coat hanger there. this prompts dandy to believe he is, in fact, an alien.

(seriously what human would ever have that kind of style in clothes?) ] I suggest you stop the horseplay and come quietly, baby. [ damn that was smooth. he's so good he can't help from chuckling at himself. ]

[trenchdoting]

Whoa, pal! What're you pulling on? [He's still oblivious to the presence of the hanger, but he tries blindly reaching out behind his back to try to grasp at whatever's on him that got pulled.]

I don't get it, what's the deal here?!

[boobily]

I'm pullin' on this coat hanger... Or should I say your third arm! [ he feels mercy for a moment, but he sees gumshoe's hand coming his way and can only think that it's coming to push him away from his mysterious tendril. ]

Don't you play dumb with me! Nothing goes unnoticed by Space Dandy! [ eventually the coat hanger comes loose from gumshoe, but dandy doesn't even notice because he's so deep into his stupor. ]