DAY THREE

[judgejudy]

DAY 3 Complex Population: 33 It's 8AM, and you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. There's breakfast avaliable in the cafeteria if you want it, as well as meals from 11AM-12PM and 7PM-8PM, but otherwise? The day is yours. Take your time to explore the complex, relax, and enjoy each others' company, as who knows what the next day has in store? Though as you explore, you may notice that there's a new door unlocked and a new place for you to spend the day. There's a workshop and tinkering lab that you can now access. It includes everything from power tools to more terminals (so no need to crowd around the commissary terminal to chat with Judy anymore). As tempting as all these tools may be, they cannot be removed from the lab. Only completed projects may be taken out of the lab. That said, it seems like someone may have already been here, as there's blood smeared on one of the terminal's keyboards. Also, anyone taking a stroll by the fountain this morning may notice something floating in the water: a boy's severed foot. — This post is for the first day as defined in the schedule. This post is for general mingling and CR buidling, and will not include significant plot interaction. ic rulebook character statuses character profiles private conversations graveyard

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TALK TO JUDY

[judgejudy]

[selfdenying]

[Hello again, Judy.]

Judy, during the trial, the majority vote was for "abstain", yes? Was it a "bug" that resulted in the death of Diva?

[selfsufficiency]

['Sup, Judy!]

if whoever gets selected as the executioner doesn't want to do it
is there a way for someone to volunteer to take their place?

[She's asking for, uh. A friend.]

[estimated]

[ he's pretty much gone ahead and assumed that "abstain" is not the desirable answer by the staff, or whoever else is running this little show. so naturally, his inquiry has to do with something else about the voting system. ]

how come that lady died instead of that dude

[ very specific, dazai... but onto his actual question, for here on out. ]

if the votes end up tied for two people, what happens? is one just randomly picked to die?

[newlugers]

hey there was a foot in the fountain is our water gonna be contaminated now?

[ we have to share bathrooms, please be thoughtful ]

Re: TALK TO JUDY

[adlucem]

Hello, Miss Judy. I hope you're doing well.

[So yeah, Leo's still kind of upset about the trial. Even if the result had been randomized, he can't help feeling like he had some part to play in Diva's death, and he isn't too pleased at the lack of assistance they got from Judy. Still, he's not an idiot. He knows better than to alienate the one source of information they might have. (This is why Elliot isn't allowed to do the talking.)]

I was hoping you could answer a question for me, about our community. It's something that wasn't listed on our profiles, but that's understandable. [He pauses; even though he hasn't met anyone from his country, discretion still seems like the best option.] Are we Contractors?

INVESTIGATE

[judgejudy]

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[selfdenying]

The possibility of a morgue appearing out of the blue is getting more and more likely...

[Seriously, a technology lab? In an apartment complex? This place is getting more and more confusing as time goes on. Alfendi wanders in, taking a look around, but he notices the bright red splatter and approaches the terminal.]

[What pattern is the blood smeared in - is it a splatter, or on certain keys?]

[selfsufficiency]

[Well, that sure is a foot.

Alice, never having been shy about this kind of thing, sits herself down on the fountain's edge and fishes the foot out of the water to get a better look at it. How clean is the wound? Are there any marks that might have been left over from the ankle monitor?]

Cafeteria - Early Morning

[daturah]

[Hitsugi's making an effort to leave the room as early as possible from now, allocating some time to getting lost and finding her way around without the usual help of her dorm roommate back home. She's not at the cafeteria as early as she'd like, but there's nothing else to look forward to other than the nondescript bowl of cereal.

She occupies one seat, and next to her sits Mr. Pink, the teddy bear.

She's also turned the box of cereal inside out to scribble something on the plain cardboard side of the box.]

[turinged]

[ava sits down next to her watching as she writes on the box]

What are you writing?

[modissty]

[While she's writing, Sakyou will scoot on over with his own breakfast. It's just plain toast, since he can't say he has the stomach for much else.]

...Do you mind if I sit here?

[mansplains]

[Hello there, roommate!! Guy recognizes her and approaches with a wave, though he's keeping a good amount of distance]

Hey there. I don't think I ever got your name.

Investigate + Top level

[becauseimacoward]

[Well that is a foot.

When Dojima arrives and sees it he immediately rushes to the fountain, taking the foot. The hell? Better to see if there's anything to be found...and do what needs to be done with this, no way people will just leave a foot floating around the fountain forever.

Let's start by checking the point the foot was torn. How does that look like?

Later Dojima is at the new workshop, examining the tools rather closely. Once you approach, he'll ask you something:]

Apparently we can't take these tools out, but I bet the killer can. What do you think?

[The staff must have a lot of privileges, Dojima is sure about it]

[estimated]

I think so, too. After all, the killer was referred to as "staff", and "staff" makes them sound like they can do whatever they want.

[ they have far too many privileges, if you ask him. ]

Unless the killer is more meticulous than we've imagined, maybe there's some trace of them left behind on these tools.

[ because while it's a long stretch, these are the first weapon-like things that they've seen here, aside from items listed in the commissary. ]

[turinged]

[she looks at the tools curiously as he speaks, nodding.]

It seems likely. However, I am not certain how this information could benefit us. What do you think, Dojima?

[selfsufficiency]

Cafeteria - Morning;
[Some people might have trouble working up an appetite after the events of the day before. Not Alice - she's still hungry. Sure, the cafeteria food is unappetizing, but it was like that even before people started dying.

She spears a bit of soggy French toast sticks on a plastic fork and takes a bite. Yuck. Maybe for lunch she'll cook something, but that's too much effort this early in the morning.

For now, she'll observe anyone else who's coming in for breakfast.]

You sleep okay?

[Who would, in a place like this? But at least she's trying to make polite conversation...]

Tech Lab - Afternoon;
[And here she is in the tech lab... the blood on the terminal doesn't really bother her that much, and by now others are bound to have investigated it already, so she's just going to occupy herself with looking at the power tools, because of course she is.

She lingers by one of the circular saws, examining it carefully before she makes a face and mutters:]

...for some reason, just looking at this makes me really angry.

tech lab

[estimated]

[ dangeorus-looking power tools, first; blood on the terminal, second — because, of course, his priorities are in order.

as for him, he's currently in the middle of trying to figure out how this chainsaw works through trial and error, yanking at it this way and that (the repercussions of which will catch up to him eventually), before he glances over in her direction. ]

How come?

[selfdenying]

Technology Lab - Morning

[Well, somebody is already using the technology lab, and that someone is Alfendi Layton. He's staying away from all the dangerous-looking power tools, and he only has a few pieces of wood, some nails (one of which is held between his teeth as he works), and a hammer which he's using to put the pieces of wood together.]

[His project is a little sloppy (he's no handyman), but seems to be a little box of sorts, a little bigger than a shoe box but more square than rectangular in shape. It isn't completely sealed - the top is open. He pauses, leaning back and looking over his work, before shaking his head in obvious disappointment.]

Ah, no, something's missing...


Commissary - Afternoon

[There's mumbling coming from the commissary.]

[Enter, and you'll find Alfendi sort of hunched over the terminal, the scritch-scratch of a pen being heard as he writes swiftly in a notebook next to him. The mumbling is coming from him, of course, and more or less he's just reading out the information of the profiles to himself as he writes.]

[Noticing somebody has entered the room, he shoots a dirty glare over his shoulder - his hair is messier, almost covering his eyes.]

What do you want? Get lost.

[ooc: Alfendi's Hyde side is here in this prompt for all your Hyde needs]

commissary

[estimated]

[ after yesterday, there's no doubt that everyone's a little more stressed. so he's just going to assume it's the stress that contributes to his snappy tone, which... ends up just rolling off of dazai, because he's the world's biggest fool that likes to ignore danger warnings. ]

Looks like someone didn't sleep too well last night.

[ he's just teasing, though! but he comes to a stop next to alfendi, peering over his shoulder. ]

What are you writing those down for?

[chiseler]

Lounge, with Adam Parrish

[It's a little past breakfast and everyone seems to be milling around. For anyone who happens to peer into the bar and lounge though they'll find sort of an interesting sight. Adam appears to be sitting on a sofa in the lounge, and sprawled across the rest of the sofa with his head in Adam's lap is Luke. Every now and then there's a little cough and a sniff as he shifts a few playing cards in his hand. Adam appears to be holding cards as well, all while letting a hand occasionally run through Luke's hair. They look fairly cozy…but they also appear to be in an argument of some kind.]

I'm not drinking that. [That, of course, appears to be some concoction created at the bar to help with Luke's cold. Adam rolls his eyes, though it's a somewhat fond gesture.]

You will if you don't want to be picked off for being the weak link.

[Luke seems to consider for a moment before he shakes his head, prodding Adam's arm with his cards. He's apparently not responding to that.] Hit or stay?

…we're playing poker, Luke.

[Interrupt them? Join them? Call them out on wasting time while there's a foot floating around? Choose your own adventure.]

Kitchen

[Later, he's leaning against a cabinet in the kitchen and sorting through all of the cans, mumbling to himself as he paws through everything. He seems more annoyed than anything but if anyone wanders in, he'll at least mumble to them.]

Out of everything in the kitchen they don't even have decent soup. Can you believe that?

Wildcard

[Luke can be found in various places in the complex including making faces at Charles' foot in the fountain, the rec room, and apartment 5! Hit me with anything else.]

lounge

[subsisted]

[ lara isn't much of a drinker, but she thinks there's probably something to do in the lounge aside from the alcohol. it turns out she's not the only one who had that same idea, and the pair reclining comfortably feel like a sight for sore eyes. good to see the kids are still alive, at least.

though luke could look better, she reasons. ]

You two look like you're having fun.

[ she's standing to the side of the couch, a light smile playing at her lips. ] Not feeling well, are you? Can I ask what's in the drink in question?

[antietam]

lounge, morning

[ If you want to see Adam in the morning, it seems he's with someone in the lounge... ]

lab, afternoon

[ Adam can of course be found in the technology lab. After inspecting all of the tools available and recognizing that they can't be taken out, he gets started on a project. It seems he's using the kit to build the little robot. He seems entirely focused on that and quite expert with the tools in hand... but at some point, he'll recognize that someone else is there. ]

Excuse me, would you pass me that? [ He points to some random tool that's called for. Apparently you've been made into an assistant. ]

kitchen, early evening

[ Adam is in the kitchen, an open can by his side as he cooks the meat from it. He's looking at it distastefully. ] ... Do you want this? I don't think I'm hungry suddenly.

Lab

[becauseimacoward]

[Dojima is still checking the tools and mulling some stuff when Adam asks for that. Sure, here you go. Dojima can appreciate someone willing to do this kind of stuff]

Are you good with robots? [How many tech experts are in this place?]

[tearable]

tech lab / after possible clean up of nasty ass boy feet

[ So... it's easy to put two and two together. With the additional reveal, Elizabeth couldn't stomach to come to the scene at first. When she's finally alone, she'll take her time looking around. She wondered how a nailbat came to be and - maybe this was it. Maybe this was the room the killer had access to.

For now, Elizabeth doesn't have her attention on the assortment of woodworking products. Instead, she finds herself looking at the starter kits. She has to wonder, looking at the wiring spool and advanced robotics. Too advanced 4 her. ]

...I wonder if we could rig an alarm system up.

[ Better than barricading them into their room, that's for sure. Elizabeth could honestly, very crudely, put something together but the tools and equipment were far too advanced for her.

Come dismiss her suggestion or encourage her! ]

[becauseimacoward]

An alarm system won't be of any use. During the nights looks like we're all knocked out against our will.

[But creating something may be a good idea]

If we could create a camera or anything similar to that...that'd be useful.

[jackhole]

tech lab - late afternoon/early evening.

[ rhys is still trying to figure out what's going on with his arm so anyone who comes by the tech lab today will find a pretty weird sight. that is rhys, in his slacks and loafers, absolutely shirtless as he sits at a table towards the back of the lab, in relative privacy. his sweater and shirt are thrown over the table so he definitely wore them when he arrived but for now, they're off. why the privacy and shirtlessness?

because his arm is lying across the table, deactivated for a moment as rhys has it opened to its wires and is fiddling around with a screwdriver inside of it. he's got a cigarette between his lips, puffing away lightly as he focuses on his work and he looks pretty relaxed for once. it's a pretty weird sight to behold.

which means you should definitely bother him. ]

[modissty]

[since charles is too dead to bother rhys now, you get THE OTHER ONE--

Which is probably going to be better for Rhys' blood pressure, at least, since Sakyou is a pretty dang mellow person even though he just mcmurdered someone. He's been trying to get a feel for this new room since he realized people were trickling inside to check it out, but as with everything before, he's got! No dang idea what's happening!! Because he's too ye-olde!!

Which means he's definitely confused when his meanderings take him close enough to Rhys to see what he's working on.]

...Is your— arm all right?

[mitsubou]

Kitchen - afternoon

[Earlier that day, Mitsutada decided to order a few more ingredients (finally) for that potato soup he promised to make not too long ago. Unfortunately, since Charles... isn't here anymore, all he has now is a very sad, lonely soup and no one to share it with.

If anyone entered the kitchen now, they'd see a very cool, tall man looking particularly sad as he peers deeply into the soup... which means it's more than a good time to talk to him.]

Technology Lab - whenever that mess gets cleaned up

[He thought he could find something of use to refine his sword, since it's starting to look a little dull, but unfortunately, there's only a bunch of power tools and other dangerous things Mitsutada has no idea how to use. He also finds a few starter kits that look pretty snazzy so, OF COURSE, the most reasonable thing for him to do is to start tinkering with them!]

This thing... [He holds up a drill and immediately just powers it up. No safety equipment, no nothing.] I wonder what it does?

[There's no way he's gonna poke his other eye out at all -- probably.]

technology lab

[karachan]

[ Here he is, Miss America.

AND HERE HE IS, SLAPPING THE POWER TOOL OUT OF MITSUTADA'S HANDS!!! Well. He slapped a turned on power drill out of the other's hands and onto the floor so the thing is now whirring around menacingly on the floor. Ookurikara notes this much and moves back so it doesn't shimmy its way over to him and he's the next one with his ankle cut off. ]

Are you an idiot? [ BACK TO MITSUTADA ] Are you the biggest idiot, Mitsutada? [ Ookurikara proceeds to slap the other's hands again as punishment. why is he being boo boo the fool ]

[onepunchgirl]

apt room #2 (door open)

[A death in this facility...well it didn't shock her honestly. For all the amenities involved, this was still a kidnapping and situations like these lend themselves to this sort of disaster. It's that the death was of a child. A child in her room, under her care. At least, that's what she told herself.

Now she sits inside her apartment, though she left the door to it open in an absent-minded mistake, and stares to the location she arranged Charles to sleep in before his death. She can't admit that there was nothing she could do, because it would be admitting helplessness. It would be an admission of defeat. Charles may not be the last death, but the first will always carry the heaviest blow.]

community kitchen

[Veronica figures the best way to take her mind off things is to take proper stock of what they have left. So she's simply removing cans from shelves and counting inventory, lost in her own process to really take note if anyone approaches.]

[ooc: due to con weekend, I unfortunately dropped threads from day 1. if anyone wants our thread to continue though, please pm me and I would be happy to do so!]

apt #2!

[jackhole]

[ okay, well. rhys might not have the same sort of sympathies for charles as veronica did but he likes veronica and he isn't just going to be a douchebag about it to her face. so, he sort of hovers a little in the apartment, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly and wondering what to say. ]

Uh, sooo. Do you want to take the bed tonight?

[ look, that's the nicest thing rhys could offer her. ]

[injectors]

kitchen — morning:

[Anyone entering the community kitchen in hopes of preparing something edible will find Angel standing in front of the stove, holding an opened can of luncheon meat in her hand and staring at it like it'll offer her all the secrets of the universe. She seems a little bothered by something (or multiple somethings), but that sure doesn't stop her from... mumbling to the can, apparently.]

... It can't be that hard, can it?

[Someone should intervene before she burns down the kitchen. Be the hero this complex needs.]

technology lab — afternoon:

[And later in the afternoon, she's snooping around the technology lab to see what new stuff they have access to. She doesn't seem too interested in the woodworking materials, but catch her around the new terminals and the basic robot building kits? And she'll seem pretty darn pleased. Looks like the soulbonder is in her zone.]

Kitchen

[becauseimacoward]

It is that hard.

[Ryotaro 'I only make coffee and nothing else' Dojima strolls in, eyeing the place warily]

Check if the can has instructions or something.