WEEK 6

[bathymetric]

Another week, another three lost - and this time all to one murder case. And that's to say nothing of the execution, or whatever went on with that ouija board that still sits in the library... strange things are afoot in the facility, and some of them not even your captor seems fully equipped to explain.

The other of the two doors in the main living area finally opens after another lost Saturday, and what lies beyond is... strange, to say the least. Looks like there's no shortage of changes, even in the architecture. It certainly seems like you should have gotten something like this before the water park at the very least, don't you think?

Angel's still out and about at night, if you want to be found. And who knows what else you might find if you're out alone? Apparently, you might have a ghost on your hands.



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[ooc: Welcome to Week 6! If you want Angel or to try your hand at the ouija, please make sure to note in your toplevel, same as an investigation! AC is over here, regains are here, and, well...

You've all got a new app on your devices! Use it wisely. ]

Comments

Maybe investigation down the line in the thread with Della

[bolderfell]

[Shortly after the meeting, Therion makes his way to the library to wait for Della. Since it seems like she might have a longer stop to make first than he did, he ends up checking out the spirit board Mira made. He doesn't touch it or anything. He just adjusts his scarf and frowns at it.]

How's it even supposed to work.

[Late afternoon finds him in the gym, crouched by the wall and muttering to himself. Closer inspection reveals he's bent over the boombox from the bar, CDs scattered haphazardly around him. H...help.

Finally, his midnight wanderings lead him to the chapel, of all places. He takes a pew at the back, seated sideways so he can still see the entrance, and finally opens the double-sealed envelope he was given. He looks over the contents quietly and thoroughly, with none of the dramatics seen in Week 4. Eventually, he sighs, returns everything to the envelope, and folds one arm over the back of the pew, making a pillow for his cheek.]

If that's how it's going to be...

gym

[emberserker]

[Anna storms into the gym and nearly knocks over a stack of equipment, grumbling something in German. She stops and looks over Therion for a minute.]

What, are you trying to play music in here?

[bolderfell]

That's what this does, doesn't it?

[He's grumbling, too, but also there's a bit of a genuine question in there. Has he had this all wrong the whole time?]

[emberserker]

Yes, once you plug it in. Let me see that.

[She's still radiating anger, but at least she seems a little distracted by walking over and sitting on the bench of the Smith machine so she can look at what he's doing. What exactly seems to be the problem here?]

[bolderfell]

[It's plugged in! He knows that much.

...He hasn't been able to get the CD player part open, though. How is he supposed to know what any of these squares and triangles mean?]

[emberserker]

Ugh, here. This raised bit on the lid with the bumps.

[She pushes it and the lid pops up.]

Then put whichever disc you like in, shut the lid, turn it on, and press play.

library

[nothingcanstop]

[ It's surely not intentional, but Della does have a bit of a stop to make. When she hurries in, however, there's purpose in her stride. ]

Sorry about the wait. Where first, Therion?

[ Talk about Angel, or see the passage? ]

[bolderfell]

Downstairs. Shouldn't take me long in there.

[He pats something under his cloak, as if making sure it's there, and nods.]

[nothingcanstop]

Alright. Follow me, and...well, bring the ladder.

[ It's SECRET PASSAGE TIME. ]

Investigation

[bolderfell]

[Let's-a go! Therion seems right at home skulking through the stone tunnels. Finally, an environment he understands.

Once they reach the Failsafe's... well, let's call it her office, he withdraws a Ziploc bag from his clothes full of soot and cornstarch and looks for a likely candidate for fingerprints. Any woodcarving tools on her desk, for instance?]

[bathymetric]

[ Oho! There are indeed a couple tools out on the desk - Della will recognize that it doesn't look like the Failsafe has been out here again since the other day, except to grab a couple of the books. ]

spirit board

[hardnosed]

You put your hands on that thing in the middle and ask stupid questions until someone decides to answer.

[ She literally wasn't even in the room when it started, shut up Jasper!! ]

[bolderfell]

And it worked?

[IT'S A PIECE OF WOOD WITH LETTERS ON IT]

[hardnosed]

Something was making it move.

[ Her eyes flick disdainfully to the piece of wood with letters on it. ]

I don't know about how much this had to do with it. Ghostworth, or whatever, must have been waiting for some excuse to make contact way before any of this came up.

[bolderfell]

[Ghostworth. That still doesn't deserve comment.]

Everything else that's ever... acted odd, it was some kind of technology, at least. The screens, the lights... Even I could put something like this together. How does it fit in with the rest?

[hardnosed]

Does it have to? This was an opportunity. Someone took it.

chapel

[philoxenia]

[ ... After everything she's learned about herself, her world, she's surprised she's even here. She can't explain it, but this is the first time she's been in here. Maybe something will prove illuminating. Maybe--

Ah. ]

Good evening.

[bolderfell]

[He exhales through his nose and picks up his head a bit.]

It's well past evening and you know it.

[philoxenia]

Fair enough.

Do you mind if I join you?

[bolderfell]

[He sits up properly, inclines his head, and offers a wide, sweeping wave at the whole chapel.]

Space enough for both of us. ...This week's offer didn't get to me the way it did others, if that's what you want to ask.

[philoxenia]

[ She'll slide right into the pew in front of him, then. ]

Oh-- [ ... Well, he's not wrong that she'd been somewhat concerned. ] That's good. The others-- I am worried about them.

Truthfully, I haven't even looked at mine.

spirit board

[bathymetric]

[ well even if he doesn't touch it... did the planchette just shake a little? must be his imagination. ]

[bolderfell]

[--TF WTF WTF WTF WTF W--

Nervously, he takes a quick glance around, then draws a little nearer to it and lowers his voice.]

Hello...?

[bathymetric]

[ hello i am a normal ouija board that doesn't move how are you today therion ol' buddy ol' pal

:) ]

[bolderfell]

[He takes one more look around, just to make sure Jasper isn't there to make fun of him he's alone in the library, before placing his fingers lightly on the planchette.]

If this is just the air passages...