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

[inspectormacarena]

[FBI! Buddy, you are a sight for sore eyes. It's been a very long time since Cabanela had to flash his own badge at anyone, because he's the kind of guy whose reputation precedes him and he stopped doing field work five years ago. So hey, York gets a similar honor. The only difference is that Cabanela takes his badge out with a very nonchalant wave of the arm.]

A pleasure, Mr. FBI Agent, a pleeeasure. [Sorry, did you say to call him York? He's ignoring that. He's also conveniently not mentioning what city he's from, but it's on the ID with his badge, so make of that what you will.] Never set foot in LA, I'm afraid. In fact, I've got pressing business to attend to on my own turf, so let's round this situation up lickety split, shaaall we?

[specialest_agent]

[Yeah okay York's fine with that.]

I've been in LA once or twice. But I've never heard of the Sunshine Coliseum.

[inspectormacarena]

[Hmhmmm. Well, he has no reason to question their location just yet, other than that he's not supposed to be in LA at all. Thanks for dragging him somewhere inconvenient, kidnapper.]

Sooo. Deal me the deal, what's up with that chalk outline on the floor?

[specialest_agent]

[He shrugs.]

It's meant to invoke the image of a murder. That's obvious. As for whether there has really been one or not, I can't say yet.

[inspectormacarena]

If the blood is genuine, that means there is some unfortunate soul who shed it. Against their will or not is a whooole other question, of course. Regardless, we may very well be looking at a red herring.

[specialest_agent]

If it's genuine. And I know just who to ask.

[inspectormacarena]

Do you, now? [You have his interest, pal. Go on.]

[specialest_agent]

Someone's tasted it. I'm sure he'll be able to tell us whether it's the real deal or not.

[inspectormacarena]

[Oh. That. He saw that. It was... interesting.]

Taste buds can be fooled, but it'll get us a bit closer to the truth.

[specialest_agent]

We have to start somewhere. In any case, he certainly looked like someone who would be very familiar with the taste.

[inspectormacarena]

Hah! I wouldn't say that's somethin' to boast about. [Let's give that guy the benefit of the doubt, though. Why not?]

Have you examined those mirrors out in the haaallway, by chance?

[specialest_agent]

I've seen weirder. I wouldn't worry unless he starts looking for blood.

I've had a look. Very curious.

[inspectormacarena]

[Ah yes, a vampire joke. Classic.]

Curious, indeeed. Only one of them functioned as an actual mirror. I wonder why that is, don't you?

[specialest_agent]

[Who says he was talking about vampires? York has seen some shit.]

Actually, I'd like you to come with me. There's something about those mirrors I want to check.

[inspectormacarena]

You got it, baby.

[Lead the way, man. He'll just prance and twirl his way after you.]

[specialest_agent]

[And so he does. On the way there, he can't help but notice Cabanela's... unique movements.]

I see you have a hobby.

[inspectormacarena]

[And kick and spin and arm flourish...]

Of cooourse. As I always saaay, a man who dances through life is a man without worry, and a man without worry is a successful one.

[specialest_agent]

Do you dance through crime scenes, too?

[inspectormacarena]

The head of Special Investigations doesn't visit many crime scenes in person, but... Yes, when I get the chance, I'll motivate the boooys with my moves. Only the beeest for my men. [He'd include ladies, but the only female law enforcement officer we see in Ghost Trick is Lynne and she's not part of Special Investigations, so.]