THIRD INVESTIGATION

[bathymetric]

It's Friday again. The same Friday, if the calendar is to be believed, that has already brought you so much trouble twice now. Well at least the once, but... you know. Time is already so weird out here.

As you all wake up, there at least aren't any bodies directly outside your doors? But it's still a deadline day for a motive, and, well... even three weeks in, you might have a sense what that means.

But hey, maybe third time's the charm...?

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[bathymetric]

[ ... Well, judging from the state of the Party Zone, you... might want to consider not going up those stairs just yet.

On a second point, before we get into exactly what's going on here... Hey, Reika! Are you wearing shoes? ]

[leaveittomother]

[Of course she is. Good god why does she need shoes]

[bathymetric]

[ Well! The good news is that it is not a kidney. The bad news is that, well.

The chandelier has fallen and shattered. Glass shards are absolutely everywhere. So if anyone isn't wearing shoes, they're gonna become an unfortunate Die Hard joke pretty damn fast.

Though speaking of the fallen chandelier... looks like someone is under it. That can't be good for personal health. ]

[leaveittomother]

[Well, that's unfortunate. Who's this poor soul?]

[bathymetric]

[ Luckily, in falling and crashing, enough of the chandelier was divested across the floor that it doesn't take a great deal of effort to identify the body. It's not an enjoyable body to look at, but like. The man still has a face. That's gonna have to be enough.

Sylvando is dead. ]

[leaveittomother]

[Ah. Oh. That's. Unfortunate.]

[paucipan]

[No. No, dear gods no--]

Sylvando--!

[Plumeria looks fucking horrified, stepping back.]

[ltcommandroid]

...oh dear.

[holy shit!!! this is a lot!!!]

[sivard]

What the hell?!

[Oh god, this is horrible.]

[ahelpingpaw]

N-No...!

[Sylvando, you...seriously? Filbo doesn't see very well under the chandelier, but apparently it's Sylvando.

He just stands there frozen for a moment, aghast. Seriously? Sylvando is dead? Why?]

[hellahighwater]

[ Why are people yelling so early in the... Oh, fuck. ]

Jesus tapdancing Christ!

[cethflayn]

[She managed like five sips and a quarter of one piece of toast before people started being Loud in this direction-]

Mister Sylvando...!

[scouserer]

[Constantine eventually makes his way topside--and when he does, he nearly drops his drink.]

Oh, no. Oh, no, no no--

[For once, Constantine actually looks visibly grief-stricken.]

[paucipan]

[That...that makes two of us, buddy. Plumeria's own horror is slowly giving way to something else though; anger.

And lots of it.]

...We're going to find who did this. And they're going to pay.

[guffawsungraciously]

[well, it’s a Friday, so he should probably get a shower before the...

wait.

wh

What.

Sorry he’s going to head in and... what? No, this isn’t right. This can’t...]

...

Really? A... chandelier.

[thisaroma]

[ Back to waking up with the announcement as usual again since he's safe from clams this week—

...

Well, fuck. ]

[magycks]

[ you know what, if this were literally anyone but the person she has to cohabitate with she'd say "welp, better late than never", but since it is she's just gonna stand around and then walk out!

(while quietly humming taps)]

[jibunwo]

[Oh. Great.]

[Funny thing about the mask, now everyone can see Zero looks nauseated because this is A Lot.]

[sivard]

[When did Zero stop wearing the mask anyway??

But also. Same, buddy.]

[jibunwo]

[he very pointedly swapped it out for a half-assed eyepatch after last meeting where we almost turned it into fight club]

[also today is the worst]

[scythegun]

[Oh no... Sylvando...]

It's Sylvando.

[For those of you who want to stay back and not step on glass!! And also because the Captain certainly won't use his name.]

[deathmagnetic]

[ ... thanks, Yeager. He came in later, and well with the other saying that, it's not like the other utterance of his name could have been a hallucination.

Though the body is proof as well; anyway, he had shoes but it was already a crowd so keeping distance it was, until he decided to leave. ]

[paucipan]

[...Mistakes have been made this morning. Thankfully Plumeria is wearing shoes and she's just. Gonna pick up B.B. and cover her eyes.

What...happened...dare we ask...]

[bathymetric]

[ Well, there might be a problem here. ]

[ahelpingpaw]

[Yeah, no, he's not going in. Better take a look from the entrance and let others handle things inside]