GAME 3 - Day 1

[protoshepherd]

[ Rise and shine, sleepy campers! You've managed to survive the night in a haunted (???) mansion where a murder just occurred. Are you sure you got some sleep? Probably not. Oh well! Who cares about sleep when



there's been another murder in the kitchen: Winston Payne. Stabbed in the gut with a kitchen knife. Ow... that must have been painful. . . If investigated, one will find that Pearl Fey's name written in the guy's blood on the nice clean kitchen tiles, with the man's right hand.

What's more, when you look up from the body, a Proto Badger will be looking straight at you. ]

Trial happen soon. Prepare.

[ And with a blink of an eye, he disappears. Though you can still see the badger in any reflective surfaces, looking at you. You're free to talk to him if you want to! ]

(( The shooped thing was just something for fun - please don't take it seriously and go all "THE NAME IS BADLY WRITTEN" etc."

For any questions, ping @sytry or @misailury in any of the crybadger plurks. ))

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[thefaceofjustice]

The one-and-only Detective Bobby Fulbright of the LAPD!

[arurests]

Shi-Long Lang, Interpol. Now, step aside.

[shacklebreaker]

Why are you hindering the detective's investigation, Wolf Boy? This case has no grounds to fall under Interpol jurisdiction.

You step aside.

[...Says the convict under escort...]

Check his back pockets while you're at it, Fool Bright.

[arurests]

Are you telling me what to do, Prosecutor?

[shacklebreaker]

I'm telling you and Fool Bright what to do.

Now unless you'd rather act in violation of international legal procedure, stop bickering and step down.

[arurests]

Heh, go ahead. And then we'll see who's more competent later on.