Game 2 - DAY 3

[protoshepherd]

[ After ousting finishes, the bodies of Hans, Gina, York, and Bruce slowly turn into glass, starting from their feet and it works its way up until the glass covers the bodies. A few seconds after looking like a diamond statue, the glass shatters, leaving nothing but the broken pieces on the floor.

THERE CERTAINLY WERE HUMAN BODIES THERE EARLIER. WELL? NOT ANYMORE…!

Right after that, everyone will receive a text saying:

Congratulations on making it to the third day! Please get some rest now, as the game will continue tomorrow.
Had there been no wolf ousted the past two days, you all will be in grave danger as one more mistake would mean the wolves win. Oh no! :(
The poll has been updated. Please make sure to cast your votes on time.
Please remember that the game will be over once the number of remaining sheep is the same as the number of total wolves. That is three!

The twelve mirrors backstage will look pretty strange, too. Four of those mirrors have been broken as well, with only eight mirrors hung properly. If this isn't symbolic, then I don't know what is. Perhaps it would be best to clean the glass shards up. We wouldn't want anybody to get injured, right? And it would be best to get a lot of rest.

The loudspeakers seem to have been turned off now, and even the noise you could hear in the locked dressing room is gone… mysterious. But it's also helpful since you'd want to sleep peacefully at night, right?

Of course you do. Come morning, the stage will have Samurai Dogs YET AGAIN, coffee, Cheerios and milk. Have at it. ]

Poll #16634

This poll is closed.
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: Just the Poll Creator, participants: 4

Who do you think are wolves?

Nagi Springfield, Gilderoy Lockhart
0 (0.0%)

Asuna Yuuki, Aoi Kurashiki
0 (0.0%)

Inspector Cabanela, Jesse Pinkman
1 (25.0%)

Dick Gumshoe, Bobby Fulbright
2 (50.0%)

Luca Valentino, Lucina
0 (0.0%)

Grace Makutsi, Tony Chu
0 (0.0%)

L'Arachel, Kongwai Tao
0 (0.0%)

Diana, Dandy
1 (25.0%)

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We'll be going on a break this weekend!

[ 00 EST 24 April: Clue/Activity!!* (change of plans, I'll drop a clue tomorrow so you guys can do something over the weekend.)

00 EST 27 April: Suspicion poll comes to an end and Ousting poll gets put up.

00 EST 28 April: Ousting poll draws to a close. A new day begins, with two teams out of the game. ]

Comments

[yeahscience]

[Jesse is not looking at his phone. Jesse is not looking at the mirrors. Jesse is not paying attention to the sudden lack of noise, because Jesse is too busy staring in horror at the glass shards that used to be four people.]

What... what the...

[notaccurate]

[Oh look someone else is staring at what used to be people.

And he feels doubly-ill because that almost was him and Lucina.]

That...that didn't happen before, did it?

[yeahscience]

What the fuck happened to no one getting killed!?

[fencefatale]

[ This isn't Asuna's first time seeing someone get killed before her very eyes. But she had believed that the killing game would have been her last. Boy, was she wrong. She is completely aghast right now.

She looks at the people, and then at Jesse. And then at the people yet again. Her stomach twists uncomfortably and she looks like she's going to feel sick, but instead opts for clenching her teeth, trying her best not to panic. ]

This... It's not real, is it? It's just-- some illusion. This isn't supposed to be possible. People don't just turn into glass.

[notaccurate]

I don't know!

[He's definitely losing his cool now. He starts to pace a bit as he runs a hand through his hair.]

Just- what changed? Was it different because they were wolves?

[bestworstdad]

What the hell...?

[Busy inspecting the glass shards, mostly hoping to see no blood.

Well, either way, that was clearly a death. There were magic spells that could turn people to stone. Glass wasn't too far off.]

Alright, which of you asses is the actual mage? Cause I definitely don't have my spells.

[notaccurate]

It wasn't me. I cannot do magic, and magic from my world does not work like that anyway.

[Technically he is telling the truth. But it is a very large technicality. ]

[bestworstdad]

Yeah? Mind if I pat you down?

[Just....turning to look.]

[notaccurate]

For what, spellbooks?

[He says it jokingly, but he has incriminating things on him. Chalk and small round stones, namely. ]

[bestworstdad]

With a spell like this, I would have caught someone using a spellbook. No, I'm looking for something else.

Now stand still.

[Hoofing on over! Sadly, he's not exactly imposing. Being super skinny and small never helps.]

[notaccurate]

Ah-

[LOL NOPE he will be backing up kthnx. He likes his personal space. ]

Perhaps if you tell me what you need, then I can offer it up for you?

[bestworstdad]

What's wrong? You have something to hide, glass mage?

[STEP. STEP.]

[notaccurate]

No! I just like my personal space!

[He is still backing up. ]

[bestworstdad]

If you're going to be like that, I don't need to look. I think I got a good idea of it now.

[immortalhope]

No... oh, gods...

[At first, for a moment, Lucina is frozen in terror at the sight before her.

Only a moment, though.

Now, she's furious. She instinctively draws her sword and begins shouting out to the audience area.]

Is this your idea of a game?! IS IT?!

[She throws her phone to the ground with her free hand, before hacking the drum set to pieces in a rage. With that gone, she turns back to the audience, pointing Falchion at what must surely be out there.]

I will be party to this farce no longer! Face me in battle, or set us free this instant!

All with mod permission

[inspectormacarena]

[Cabanela's seen and heard a lot of strange things since waking up in this place, but people turning to glass and shattering? That's on a whole new level. Why? Why did this have to happen? He'd set a certain plan in motion just before the ousting finished, but it seems like a cruel joke now. When he takes out his pocketwatch, he doesn't expect to pick up a signal at all. Or, if he does, it'd point him to Prince Hans's remains. Surprisingly, that turns out not to be the case at all.

While everyone panics over the glass shards which were once people, Cabanela dashes over to the audience area in the concert hall, pocketwatch in hand. This... This makes no sense. How could the signal be coming from here of all places?

Needless to say, the good inspector spends the rest of the night crawling along between the audience seats, running his hands over the ground as if he's looking for a contact lens or something. That assumption would be sort of correct. It's just not a contact lens he's looking for. He's also keeping an eye on the stage for suspicious activity, but when the time comes for breakfast, he won't get to witness anything at all. The lights go out for a good thirty seconds and when they come back on, the food is just... there.

...Damn it all. He'll grab some coffee and go back to searching the audience area, then. Feel free to catch him crawling along the dirty floor between the seats, either at night or after breakfast's been served. Just beware, come morning he won't have had a good night's sleep in two days and all these dead ends he keeps hitting aren't helping his temper any.]

[notaccurate]

[That does get Luca to stop.]

Now wait just a second! Just because I don't want you invading my personal space doesn't suddenly mean I'm this magic-user you're looking for!

[notaccurate]

[Luca doesn't bother Cabanela at night, because he has other things to worry about. But come morning, when Cabanela is still searching the aisles, Luca will finally go over to find out what is going on.]

What are you looking for?

[He skips right over the 'are you looking for something' question, because it's pretty obvious that he is looking. Whatever it is, it must be important, for this guy to work all night looking for it.]

[inspectormacarena]

[It's even more important than their friendly little shower feud, that's for certain. Luca might be just in time to see Cabanela slip the watch back into his pocket, but he's going to act like that wasn't anything relevant and instead just push himself into a crouching position with a strained smile.]

Just a preeecious little trinket I lost track of, baby. It's supposed to be around here, but I can't quite seem to find it. [Which is both curious and infuriating, because he needs that bullet back. He was saving it for something special.]

[notaccurate]

[Luca sees the movement, but he assumes it is just Cabanela's phone and thinks nothing of it. ]

Aah. Would you like some help searching? We have nothing but time until we get the clue, so I can help.

[inspectormacarena]

[He's tempted to accept the offer, but not only does he still have his suspicions about Luca's supposed 'sfeer theory', he's been searching all night.]

Naaah. I've moved along all these aisles twice by now. Unless it turned inviiisible, it's lost forever. [So much for recycling expensive equipment.]

[thefaceofjustice]

Glass shards that used to be people?? I... I don't think any forensics expert in the world would be prepared to deal with this!

phone tagging at werk

[notaccurate]

You have managed to check each aisle twice? Did you sleep at all?

[thefaceofjustice]

This text doesn't say if we've brought one or two of the wolf teams to justice...

But after reviewing our information, I believe that only one wolf team has been voted out.

My theory is that since Prince Hans was so quick to vote out Ms. Kelly and Dr. Grey without waiting to see what others would do, that it is very unlikely that both of their teams were wolves.

[immortalhope]

It's quite alright, good sir. [She nudges Luca toward Nagi ever so slightly.] My partner and I have nothing to hide. I implore you, search us both as you see fit. You will find nothing.