GAME 3 - Night 00

[protoshepherd]

[ Oh boy! Night's come and it's time to go to your rooms. Some of you may even get a visitor in your room:

The guilty

Defense Attorney
Prosecutor
Detective
Reporter ]


(( — You can make your own post for wandering around the mansion.
— You may see the Proto Badgers wandering around at night. Spooky.
— Day 1 will begin on the 13th, 6 PM EST.
— Roles.
— For any private posts, make sure you grant both badgers access too! ))

Comments

[thefaceofjustice]

Never fear, the champion of justice is [very late] here!

[And he's under a sheet with holes cut out for the eyes. He tries to salute, which just tangles up the fabric over his head.]

[deverybeste]

[WHOAH THERE IS A GHOST GUY WANDERING THE HALLS AT NIGHT! Sebastian was just rounding a corner when he spots the spooky sheet with arm, causing him to jump backwards, into a wall.]

WAAAAH! IT'S THE GHOST OF DR. BLACK!

[protoshepherd]

[ a badger is wandering in the first floor of the mansion. looks like he's headed for the kitchen. dare you stop this... masked badger? ]

[thefaceofjustice]

What? WHERE???

[deverybeste]

Right there! [He points his question mark baton right at Bobby.] I-I mean... That is... It's you, right?!

[shacklebreaker]

[Deadeyes him forever.]

I hope you plan to make that sheet a permanent fixture to your attire, Fool Bright. Then I'd never need look on your inane grinning again.

[bewrightback]

[Even with the sheet, there's no mistaking the figure underneath, especially with that salute and declaration.]

Detective Fulbright? I think that I was hoping that I'd run into you. [He's not sure.]

[geonomy]

[Clay had mostly been attached to Apollo's side throughout the day, trying to figure out what's going on and give him some help on the... case? Without feeling sick to the stomach.

Now that it's night, however, he's wandered off a bit to see things with his own two eyes, ones that are hidden behind the space helmet of his cheap astronaut suit. He'll sometimes flip the plastic of the helmet up to show his face to get a better look at things, or take off the helmet entirely to get some air. But for the most part, he'll stay behind the helmet, mostly because it looks and feels cool.]

[cardboard_journalism]

[Only a fool would try! Scuttlebutt is that fool]

--Hey, you! Hold it!

What's the deal with murdering Mr. Doctor Black, and stuff??

[protoshepherd]

[ he does stop in his tracks and turns to face myriam.

then he bows. ]

Hello. He is dead now. Thanks to guilty party.

[cardboard_journalism]

I see... sss, sss, sss.

And the guilty party... is you!

...right?

[protoshepherd]

No?

I just want sandwich.

[cardboard_journalism]

--Oh, you're walking around because you want a midnight snack?

[protoshepherd]

Yes.

[cardboard_journalism]

...well, don't let me stop you.

[calmly steps aside]

[protoshepherd]

[ he bows again and heads to the kitchen.

if myriam follows, she might find that the badger just removes its head - with nothing inside of the costume - and shoves a sandwich inside. ]

[cardboard_journalism]

[she'd DEFINITELY do that, because what sort of undercover reporter wouldn't follow a guy in a costume...]

...

[in retrospect, she should've just expected there'd be a gaping maw of nothing he'd shove food into.]

[usefulanalysis]

...Seriously?

[Okay, this is just a little ridiculous.]

[spiritpearls]

I don't think you can champion much when you're dressed like that...

[spiritpearls]

[ Not going to stop the masked badger, but maybe just... casually follow him. Sneakily. Well, as sneakily as a girl in a glittery fairy costume, especially when it makes a quiet tinkling noise when she moves. #actualninja ]

[protoshepherd]

[ well, he's done eating now. back to moving around in the mansion.

he'll just be carrying his head for now. ]

[protoshepherd]

[ he turns, though not really facing pearl. ]

Who is following?

[spiritpearls]

[ oh darn it

She waits a moment before answering, and then it's in an exaggerated spooky deep voice. ] Noooo one, just coooontinue about your daaaaay.

[ or night. ]

[protoshepherd]

Ok.

[ he takes a seat in one of the comfy lounge couches and just chills. that's all he does. what a boring badger. ]

[cantread]

[Cat attaaaaaaack!

Sissel will totally jump down from his perch and try to land on the badger's head.]