DAY EIGHT (morning)

[judgejudy]

DAY 8 (morning) Complex Population: 19 It's 8AM, and you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. Of course, some of you might be waking up due to a rather alarming reason. — NOTE: This day post will be run slightly differently because of the large amount of things to be discovered. Please indicate where your character is in the subject line of your toplevel, and a mod will reply to conduct the investigation. Please note that some areas may be dangerous, and your characters may be injured, but characters will not be killed (unless you want them to be). This post is for the second day as defined in the schedule. This post is for investigation and general mingling before the trial that takes place in the afternoon IC. ic rulebook character statuses character profiles private conversations graveyard

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[karachan]

[ THIS IS FINE!!! except it's not fine, Ookurikara's covered in wounds from the shrapnel but it's not like he cares about that. WHAT HE CARES ABOUT is the fact that Mitsutada's body is just salsa now...goodbye corpse salsa...

he does give pause to see if Mitsutada's sword landed anywhere, that would give him some comfort and maybe not force him to go on a killing spree but who knows...who knows... ]

[judgejudy]

[ Luckily, the sword is at least nearby and unharmed other than now being soaked in blood water. It wasn't in the fountain in the first place, at least.

There's also some interesting shrapnel around. Whatever exploded isn't going to be easy to figure out, but there are also lots of long pieces of wood... Like a baseball bat. ]

[estimated]

[ while their immediate surroundings are blood salsa, dazai looks around for anything else out of place — and among the shrapnel, finds some long pieces of wood. on their own, they just look like strips of wood, but he thinks about what it would look like to push all of the long pieces together.

and if he's not wrong, there's been a murder with a baseball bat before, so if he puts two and two together... ]

Ookurikara, over here. [ and since he knows he'll be ignored if he leaves it at that: ] This might be the weapon that was used to kill Mitsutada.

[ please, baseball bat, don't explode on them too. ]

[karachan]

[ Lucky for everyone...for now...but for how long...either way, Ookurikara in his mess of shrapnel and blood goes to retrieve the sword and set it on his hip, next to his own. Dual wield.

He wouldn't stick around at this point BUT some part of him (the angry part) wants to find everything he can here. So when Dazai does call for his attention, he heads over to see what he's found. ] ...This? What about that bottle I threw at you then? What was that even for?

[ please no more surprise explosions ]

[judgejudy]

[ No more explosions, thankfully! They've discovered everything there is here, so have a good time. ]

[estimated]

[ THANK YOU MODS for this thrilling investigation of corpse salsa and explosions...

but now that they've discovered everything, all that's left is to discuss everything that they've found between them. along with something else that dazai wants to bring up to ookurikara, but that can wait until after they've touched upon antifreeze and baseball bats. ]

It's something called "antifreeze". It lowers the freezing point of a liquid, which keeps it from freezing. I wonder if it was used in the water, rather than on Mitsutada.

[ hence, its name. he probably got that from reading the label of the bottle, but if there was no label, then he doesn't know what it is. ]

[karachan]

[ It's noticeable the way Ookurikara flinches hearing that name but he doesn't dwell on it for now, glancing at Dazai as he explains. There's a lot he wants to know about this situation and with his apartment ON FIRE since he just left it to look for Mitsutada -- there's nothing and no one to go back to. So he's in no rush. ]

And this wood thing? This killed him? What was the deal with that explosion... [ says ookurikara with shrapnel still stuck all over his body it's gucci ]

[estimated]

[ at that, he gives kuri a solemn nod. if he's managed to figure that out, then that saves dazai a few words. ]

It's most likely that he was beaten to death with this baseball bat.

[ look, ookurikara, you have to unstick the shrapnel off of your body, or else dazai will do it for you. but onto the explosions, yes! ]

I don't know. Do you know if he's eaten anything strange? If not, then... [ he pauses, deliberating on whether or not to bring it up, but... ookurikara deserves to know. ] One of my roommates was making bombs yesterday. I'm not aware if he actually succeeded or not, though.

[karachan]

[ look...dazai will have to do it because kuri can't be bothered anymore.

BUT...he goes eerily silent after hearing that last bit. it takes him a few moments, sifting through and at least attempting to organize his thoughts. mitsutada had told him last time that he should speak up more, that he should do something if there were incidents that particularly bothered or stood out to ookurikara. which is what leads him to this...turning to fully face dazai and in a strained tone of voice, he asks: ] Who. [ give him The Name ]

[estimated]

[ dazai will sit him down and do it, as long as kuri doesn't try to claw him into shreds.

but while he knows that he'll be tossing one of his roommates under the bus, well — for now, he doesn't see what else could have exploded. he also doesn't think that his roommate is actually responsible for this, but it doesn't hurt to toss out this kind of knowledge, does it?

(it does.) ]

Someone named Steve Burnside.