GAME 2 - DAY 4

[protoshepherd]

[ Considering how there was very little food over the night, one might feel more tired than usual. The night is quiet much like how the day was, and everyone sleeps rather peacefully. The ousted team just disappears without anybody knowing what happened or where they went. Bam. Magic. Their mirrors have also cracked, and so have Grace and Tony's.

Come sunrise - nobody knows when sunrise is, though - there's a clicking sound coming from backstage. Nobody might have been around when it happened, but the other dressing room is now unlocked, and the door is open. "Roxanne" is still blasting through the speaker found in one of the corners of the room, too.

The dressing room is rather messy. Leather jackets on one side of the room, guitars on both corners, and some police uniforms near the speakers. There's a table with udon! It looks delicious, but… wait. It's made of plastic! HOW DARE! On the table are a pair of gloves, sunglasses, some coffee cups with coffee in them, and some postcards of a lady in a blue cloak and some words written in Wingdings-like characters.

There's make-up by the drawers, and some other rockstar paraphernalia in various areas of the room. There doesn' seem to be anything helpful, though.

… or is there?

If one decides to check the dresser, they might find that there's a badger standing behind them. Kind of like what happened on the first day. If one looks back, they won't see the badger, but the badger will be there… in the mirror. Feel free to talk to the creepy thing. It's about time to meet the game's actual host.

No… he talks to the person he sees through the glass, first. It's a rather itchy and hoarse voice, if one can figure it out when there's nothing auditory, anyway. ]

Game will end soon if wolf not oust.

[ Much like how he texts… his sentences are broken.

And once again, the poll has been updated. Check your cellphones! ]

Poll #16645

This poll is closed.
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: Just the Poll Creator, participants: 5

hu is wolf

Nagi Springfield, Gilderoy Lockhart
2 (40.0%)

Asuna Yuuki, Aoi Kurashiki
0 (0.0%)

Inspector Cabanela, Jesse Pinkman
0 (0.0%)

Luca Valentino, Lucina
0 (0.0%)

L'Arachel, Kongwai Tao
0 (0.0%)

Diana, Dandy
3 (60.0%)

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[ No more clues! The 29th will be a quiet day.

00 EST 30 April: Suspicion poll comes to an end and Ousting poll gets put up.

00 EST 1 May: Ousting poll draws to a close. A new day begins…? ]

Comments

[notaccurate]

[WELL THEN. That confirms what they had all been thinking so far: they successfully voted out one wolf team, but the other two are still out there.

And Luca thinks he figured everything out, only it was all too late to actually do something about it. And (relatively) innocent people died because of it. Even if their disappearance was far less horrifying, it doesn't make it any less real.

Don't mind Luca, he's just going to go find a quiet corner to sit in for a bit. This one hit him pretty hard and he needs some time to himself.

He will be better by the next morning, though. He is looking for food, since he hasn't eaten since yesterday morning. Help him look for something to eat?]

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[FOR BADGER:

Luca nearly jumps out of his skin when he sees he badger there, and after checking to see if anything is behind him, he turns back to yell at the badger.]

Will you quit doing that?!

[protoshepherd]

[ The badger just shakes his head. ]

Cannot. Not possible.

[notaccurate]

Of course you can't...

[Luca should have been expecting that one. But since he already has the badger here...]

Er, is the trial still going on? The one about this place, I mean.

[Might as well start with that, and ease the conversation into actual answers. Maybe badger won't freak out this time.]

[inspectormacarena]

[Hah... Well, this is awkward. Somehow they're both still around this morning, which Cabanela hadn't exactly counted on last night. It's a relief, but at the same time, it just makes everything that much more tense. It seems the detective duo were sheep after all, which is a possibility that Cabanela had pointed out right from the start, but that doesn't make him any less suspicious. The odds of his team being wolves when looking at that last clue just went from 33% to 50% in the objective sense. Luca said that he trusted him, but this turn of events could very well change everything and he's not sure how carefully he needs to tread.

His approach holds some level of sashay, but it's less than usual and he's sure as heck not striking any poses. Even he knows that would come off as inappropriate and arrogant. This situation is serious.]

... Good morning, baby.

[fencefatale]

[ Well, at least they didn't suddenly turn into glass, unlike the last time... but anyway, it's about high time to investigate! Or attempt to, anyway because god if there aren't bags under her eyes...

Asuna seems to look curiously at the postcards with Wingding letters (because seriously what the heck???) before a shiver goes down her spine, sensing something's off. Because that's seriously creepy as all heck before jerking behind her, towards the dresser mirror before saying in a completely serious tone, making a stance - though with no sword, it might be strange; ]

Who's there-?

[ Feel free to notice her investigating the area beforehand, though.. ]

[protoshepherd]

Hello. [ the badger waves his hand from the mirror. ] I am Proto.

[curedham]

[Come the morning, L'Arachel's horse spends quite some time meandering about the stage. It's up and ready early, waiting patiently while its owner wakes up and showers—but once everybody has arrived, it starts to pace. There's still some of that gross table-flipped food on the floor, but the horse doesn't so much as glance at it. It wanders up and down the stage, and, whenever L'Arachel is too distracted to rein her mount back to her, it wanders away again, snuffling and whinnying softly. It makes a point to sniff at everyone at least once, even if it has to go out of its way to come to them, but quickly leaves them alone and finds somewhere else to investigate.

Not that the horse has been doing particularly well at all lately, given the enclosed space and lack of proper food, but today it seems particularly distressed. It can't stay still, it keeps wandering off, it's noisier than ever, and L'Arachel's attempts to soothe it barely work, and never for long. But its other favorite human here always comes to feed it in the mornings...

Or you can ignore the horse's plight and go bother L'Arachel, standing in front of the vending machine with a scowl on her face and her hands on her hips.]

Something must be done about this... [Such wanton acts of destruction are well below her status, but L'Arachel is getting pretty damn close to just busting the stupid thing open.]

[inspectormacarena]

[Cabanela's noticed the horse's distress. It's rather hard not to notice when it's constantly snuffling at you, trying to press its muzzle against your arm. He gets the feeling he knows exactly why it's acting this way and can't stop himself from wondering if they should've just left their resident horse whisperer in the game instead. Especially after the badger's statement.

At some point, he spots L'Arachel by the vending machine and approaches, because... well. They were supposed to be preventing injustices together and look where it's gotten them so far. They should talk. Or at the very least, score some food for the others.]

Good morning. [Both his smile and his overall attitude are not as airy as they'd usually be, but it's hard to just breeze through everyday life when you've got so much to weigh you down.]

[notaccurate]

[Yes Luca will be avoiding the horse to go talk to L'Arachel, that seems like a better plan.]

About this machine, you mean?

[inspectormacarena]

[They made it through the ousting. Somehow, there was a unanimous vote to take out the detective duo instead. Cabanela's not about to complain, but he certainly won't be celebrating either. Nobody turned to glass this time, at least, but it's hard to say just why that is. Is it because they stopped their little nightwatch or because sheep were ousted? What's the pattern?

The game just goes on and on and on and on.

He got roughly three hours of sleep last night, which is some improvement on his condition, but not much. He hasn't had a shave in a few days and it's starting to show, now. That, and his white coat is starting to look just a little less pristine. He'd raid the vending machine, but he's not sure he'd be able to stomach any of those things. Why did Dandy have to flip the salad table? Why?!

If anyone needs him, he'll be around.]


[Badger]

[The dressing room warrants investigation, of course! The postcard raises a few additional questions, because what sort of language is that, even? Then he finally reaches the mirror and oh god- Hi. That's disturbing. Thanks for that confirmation, Proto. As if Cabanela needed even more reasons to feel bad about yesterday.]

What... What happens if the wolves win?

[protoshepherd]

Receive prize.

[protoshepherd]

[ Thanks to Cabanela talking to Proto, the stage area crystalises completely for ten seconds or so, covering the instruments and the table. The glass shatters completely into dust moments later, revealing the buffet table and the new food that's served. There's plates of sliced fruit, a bunch of bowls with veggies for one's salad needs, another bowl for dressing, some toasted sliced bread, scrambled eggs (nope, no sunny side ups for you!), bacon, and trail mix. That's cereal, right? ]

[inspectormacarena]

[He... can't believe that worked. Boy is he happy to see something that isn't samurai dogs! Excuse him, he needs to secure some fruit and salad before Dandy gets here and starts flipping things again.]

[notaccurate]

[It's still not quite what Luca would have liked to see, but it's actually real food!

Don't mind him he's going to go stuff his face, not eating for a day has left him famished.]

[boobily]

[ he doesn't really look distressed when he sees proto hanging around. if he did then that would mean he cares about all of this, which, duh, he doesn't. of course not... that's totally why he's getting all serious about this. totally. ]

It's time for you and I to have a little fireside chat, baby. [ he's still trying to figure out what to ask, ok... ]

[protoshepherd]

[ Proto just blinks curiously in response. ]

Have question?

[catmagnet]

I suppose now's as good a time as any to bring this up...

[ Some time after vending machine shenanigans and actual food, Kongwai decides that maybe it's time to get a little more serious. Just a little. He's no L'Arachel so he won't be using a microphone, but nevertheless, he tries his best to get everyone's attention. ]

Ahem. Does everyone remember those strange keys we found during our second day in this place? The one with the heart-shaped charm? I haven't seen anything it could unlock, but maybe someone has.

[ Something about his smile right now seems...more feline than usual. Perhaps an optical illusion? ]

Anyway, I just wanted to ask if anyone has any info to offer up about those keys. Personally...I'd love to know what Mister Lockhart has to say about it.

[notaccurate]

...oh.

Oh I get it.

It's a pun.

[He practically groans as he realizes it, though.]

[inspectormacarena]

[What? Keys? This is the first he's hearing about any keys. And there's a heart-shaped charm, hm... The connection to Lockhart does seem rather obvious, but there might be more to it. Is there another reference to The Police, maybe? ...See this is why he told Gumshoe to help him look into that, but apparently it was mistaken for another distraction tactic.]

Maaay I see those for a moment, baby?

[pestsandplagiarism]

...

[...wait sorry he was busy trying to figure out how to fix his hair without a mirror

what's going on here]

Well, they're very nice keys! I actually like that little guitar, actually. It gives them a lot of personality!

[curedham]

Attention! Attention, everyone! If we could all, perhaps, convene at the stage here...

[Hopefully that voice will be booming through much of the building around the same time a clue would usually be given, because L'Arachel is back at the goddamn microphone and she is no less loud for it. This time, at least, she's pretty short on dramatics, just not volume.]

We have received the last of the clues our captor is willing to provide us, but I believe there is one last hole in our investigations: namely, the suspicion poll votes which seem to have been in some focus yesterday. Most of the teams have admitted to their votes, but a few testimonies are missing. Receiving them and having a full array of answers may be the key to finishing this game.

For our second suspicion poll, answers were never received from the teams of Nagi and Gilderoy, Diana and Dandy, or Jesse and Cabanela. It would be very useful to hear from you all!

Additionally, Fulbright and Gumshoe were the only ones to admit to their vote on our third suspicion poll—I will amend now that my partner and I did not have the opportunity to cast a vote. [don't wait until the very last minute to vote kids horses, amirite] Again, we would like to hear from the rest of you!



[Aaaand later on after all or at least most of the following nonsense, she's going to finally go pester that creepy mirror badger. She knows exactly where this is going as soon as she approaches the mirror, but she still jumps at its appearance.]

...What are you? [BESIDES, LIKE, A TOTAL ASSHOLE]

[protoshepherd]

I am Proto. I work at Gatewater Land.

[inspectormacarena]

[Cabanela wasn't actually at the stage area, but he'll come running the moment L'Arachel starts talking through the microphone. ... Except that he's not running, it's sort of a mix between walking and leaping. It gets him where he needs to go, at least!

He listens to her speech with a hand to his chin and nods a few times.]

Oooh? I could've sworn Mr. Jesse told the good detective shooortly after the clue was given yesterday, baby. We voted for our Southern Isle Prince and his partner.

[notaccurate]

Yesterday we voted for Dandy and Diana.

[He had a reason for it, but he's not going to explain it unless somebody asks. Because it is a flimsy reason at best. ]

[fencefatale]

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to vote last night. [ For various reasons. ]