WEEK 7 - Investigation

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (7)

friday (?) survivors Friday comes, and with it, another alarm. At 7:00 AM, an upbeat, glitzy song plays, the beat thumping loud enough to feel it course through your veins like a bad high. It gets louder and louder, and you feel like your datapad's speakers might explode, but once it ends, there's complete silence. taken list profiles setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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Garbage Disposal Room, 7:15AM???? i'ts mornig

[toprotecttheworld]

[But what if we play guess which room has evidence instead? There are like twenty rooms and twenty-five losers left. Why is the music so loud?

SO. Jessie and Arbok will come to the garbage disposal room in the morning. She spent some time there the day before, maybe she's come to pick something back up? Are the chairs still here, does it still look like a powwow was had.]

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[Hello, dear Jessie! Shelley appears a few minutes later]

Oh! Great minds think alike.

[If there's anyone she'd love to investigate with, it's Jessie]

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[ Everything from Shelley and Jessie's little sleepover remains in tact in the garbage disposal room, but there are signs that something else happened in here. Probably evident by the blazing fire that can be seen through the incinerator door's window. The room itself is warm and oppressive, creeping out from the incinerator even though the door is shut. ]

[toprotecttheworld]

[Oh, good, she's not alone, but more importantly!]

There's nothing great about this!

[It's time to search for an emergency off switch--there are control instructions nearby, right? How does Jessie shut this thing off?]

We need to shut this thing off!

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[Shelley refrains from saying something snappy at Jessie, she just clenches her teeth. It's true a murder happened but you could be a bit more courteous!]

The controls are over here.

[Shelley gets to it and examines it. How does this work? Why do things have to be so difficult? It takes Shelley a minute to find the correct buttons to turn off the incinerator, but she manages to do it.

Or she gives Jessie the instructions. Whatever works! The point is that after a minute or two, the incinerator is finally turned off]

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[ And off it goes! The flames dull gradually, and the heat in the room starts to finally stabilize. Might want to wait a second for the vents to air out the room, but otherwise, the incinerator is now safe to explore. ]

[toprotecttheworld]

[She barely waits long enough for anything to cool down before she throws the door open and steps back. Once they're in the clear, she rushes into the incinerator. She's been in a volcano, this can't be as bad.]

Arbok! You watch the door!

[He chaw's in response and goes to the doorway.]

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[Shelley is much less resistant to heat, and stays in the doorway of the incinerator, covering her mouth and nose with her hands. If it was active then something was burning inside, and she doesn't want to faint like Adrien]

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[ Thankfully, this time, there's no dangerous fumes in the air. In a corner, there's a pile of stuff though. Some of it is covered in ash, but there's notable lumps, so Jessie and Shelley could easily surmise something hiding among the ash. ]

[toprotecttheworld]

Someone's been at it early.

[She crouches down, squatting as she starts to gently disturb the ash. She's wearing gloves so she's not too worried about being burned, but it's clear there's something there.]

Did you see anything on your way here?

[tacklefordwhimsy]

I have been down on this floor for a while already, but I haven't seen anything suspicious.

[Shelley approaches slowly, looking nervously at the pile of burned objects. Is that safe to touch? Most likely not, so Shelley carefully moves the stuff with her shoe, taking away the ash]

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[ There's too things down amongst the ash.

The first Jessie will manage to pull out. It's a piece of burnt and partially melted metal. It's big enough to fit in her palm, but it's hard to tell if it's the whole thing or if part of it is disintegrated.

The second Shelley will find. It's a burnt and charred piece of paper. Really, piece might be doing it too much service — it's more like a tiny scrap, about as long as her index finger. There's some color on one side, but the other side is blank. ]

[toprotecttheworld]

What is this supposed to be?

[She finds the burnt metal, but since it's still molten she'll leave it where it is, instead pushing the ash out of the way while it cools down. What shape does it have? Color? Does it look like anything?]

What did you find, Shelley?

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[Shelley carefully takes the scrap of paper and turns it around in her hand, narrowing her eyes]

I found some kind of...paper. If it weren't because a murder happened I would think this is common trash.

[Colors on one side, you say? What kind of colors?]

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[ The piece of metal is too lumpy now to make out its true shape. It has a chrome color to it, though.

The piece of paper's color has bled far too much to discern much by looking at it. It's just a scrap. Totally inconspicious, right? If this wasn't a murdergame obviously. ]

[toprotecttheworld]

If it's blank on one side, do you think it was a picture of something?

[Jessie has no idea what to make of her piece or the piece of paper Shelley is holding up at all. She doesn't know who here has photos and who doesn't. But if there are colors on one side...]

We need to keep looking. There might be other clues around.

[She'll take the burned metal once it's cooled off, but now it's time to keep investigating.]

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[Shelley closes her eyes for a moment, thinking]

I doubt it. Who in this place would have pictures and why would they want to burn it? It's more likely it was a wrapper, or a map, or something similar to that.

We won't know for sure until the trial, I guess.

[She's following your lead, Jessie]