Final Investigation.

[trustharder]

You've all done very well to make it this far, but it's not over yet. The klaxons blare out today, as they always do – there's no reason they should do any differently, not least of which because it's a Thursday; strange things usually don't happen around here until Fridays, and there's no reason to think that today will be any different. But as soon as you awaken and get a glimpse of what's happening down that first-floor corridor, it becomes very apparent that that's far from the case. The usual rooms on the eastern wing of the first floor are gone entirely, replaced by more of that glossy black that coats the courtroom; it's a little vertigo-inspiring at first, but it's not dangerous. Of more interest, then, is probably those three rooms that seem to be waiting for you – one to the north, two to the south. Choose where you're going to go. Look around for a while. What else are you going to do, after all? >Explore?

[OOC: Welcome to the final investigation! The areas blocked off in rooms 2 and 3 will require card keys to open; otherwise, you are free to investigate at your leisure!

Remember, we need 15 comments total from each of you on this log somewhere!]

Comments

[captainobnoxious]

[It makes her hella uncomfortable, as nice as it is to actually see him again.

But she's also gonna wave her hand through him.]

You don't talk, do you? You just stand there and look like you wanna kill me. It'd be pretty hot if you looked like that when we were out troll hunting together though.

[amygdalae]

[Bruce takes the pokedex from Stan and gives it a glance - it doesn't look too complicated, though the lack of a power button is kind of unhelpful because otherwise Bruce would be trying to see what this actually is.

Either way though, he shakes his head.]

I've never seen anything like this before. [And it doesn't look like something Tony would have made.]

[sleepingkogoro]

I think that is likely. We're lucky these aren't as deadly as those in the pit.

[Mouri killing three survivors by proxy would be a sucky way to reduce the survivors list, bleh]

[goodforsomething]

Seems like it could be useful if we knew what it did. Most of this stuff could be from anywhere...

[Stan holds the anchor up to the light and scrutinizes the stone. That's not a normal jewel...doesn't seem man-made, though?]

[amygdalae]

With luck somebody might recognize one or two people in these photos as well.

[A very long longshot, but still. It certainly doesn't hurt.]

[goodforsomething]

Yeah...

...glad I don't.

[trustharder]

[He doesn't talk, nor does he seem too aware of what's going on; he bounces a little in place before drawing one of his hands up to chest-level, sweeping upward in the next brief second and...when his hand comes down there are suddenly a fucklot of bombs raining down from on high.

They all detonate on contact with the ground, the explosions large and fiery, but the projection will go right through anyone in the blast radius, you're fine.]

[garudynamic]

[Look who came to investigate what's going on after finishing their own room-

-only to see this from the door way, scream like a girl, and run the other way Bye Yosuke]

[isafraid]

Yeah.... right on that.

[It's like watching ghosts. It's creeping him out quite a bit.]

Wouldn't want to face one of them in here, I'll say.

[captainobnoxious]

[Even knowing it's not gonna hurt her she still jumps away, marveling a moment at her awesome dead boyfriend's abilities and pivoting away, giving the two men a command before she goes off.]

Go ahead and switch it off. It's nothing I was hoping for.

[Maybe you two might wanna see what the other touchpad screens do, just in case.]

[amygdalae]

They must have been kept in here for a reason....

[He stares at the jewel that Stan is scrutinizing then looks at the device in his hand once more. So many questions... but would they be able to find any answers to them?]

[penduli]

And you won't confirm or deny unless I ask. [ Hrrmmm. ] Aquarius fits you very well, as far as star signs go. Just so you know.

[ Okay. The situation, the game, and themselves. Shouldn't be so bad! ]

What's the purpose of this game? The Kingmaker said it was crowning a king, in a manner of speaking. [ He remembers because it was... really weird, and he wrote it down as soon as he settled into his room :'| ]

Continue Investigation, Mouri

[sleepingkogoro]

The Kingmaker's name is here but it does nothing. Other than that I don't feel like depressing myself by seeing our dead friends right now.

[See you later, Sigrun. Sigh. Yes, deactivated. Mouri is going to try to see if he has missed anything in the podium touchpad and buttons. Is there anything left to see that aren't executions from people they know?

Is Glory or Ambitious available anywhere?]

[amygdalae]

...likewise.

[Bruce doesn't want to think what he could have felt if he actually saw Betty or Tony's photos among all of these ones.]

[trustharder]

[There's another button after the one that confirms there are 28 people alive in this game...somehow, yes.

That one will bring up another hologram immediately, but it doesn't seem to be moving to do anything, nor does it look strange and aggressive like the others did. She's got a weird, faded appearance to her, more obviously a projection than anything that looks properly solid; she has short dark hair and large eyes, dressed in black pants and a black turtleneck, and unlike the other holograms she seems rather aware of what's happening in the room.

She looks like she's waiting for something.]

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[trustharder]

THE GAME WAS ORIGINALLY CREATED TO DEAL WITH BAD PEOPLE, BUT THE PURPOSE OF THIS GAME IS TO SEE WHO WINS.
THE LAST PERSON STANDING IS THE KING.
THERE'S NO DEEPER MEANING TO IT THAN THAT.

[sleepingkogoro]

[This is a new one. Knowing this is a projection and therefore unlikely to be able to hurt them, Mouri approaches to take a better look]

This may be Glory...at least I think Glory was a woman?

[What is for sure is that Mouri has never seen someone like her before]

[isafraid]

Never seen this face before... [Now that Speedwagon's gotten the gist of these... holograms. They don't seem too scary.]

If you think it's Glory, then it's as good a guess as any!

[penduli]

Huh. [ ...bad people—people who thought they could kill anyone they wanted to, right? Sigrun had said that. Misa and Mettaton.

Originally. Seeing as a good part of their surviving cast wouldn't (and then there's him, who wouldn't ordinarily)... ]

I see. Are there any special privileges they get as the king?

[trustharder]

[She'll follow his movements with her eyes, at least.]

Hello, Kogoro Mouri.

[Her voice is even, if a little strident and generally inflectionless.]

I have been called a lot of things. For now, my name is Glory.

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[trustharder]

THEY GET TO CHOOSE WHAT HAPPENS FROM THERE ON.
THEY CAN LEAVE.
OR THEY CAN MAKE OTHERS PLAY.
IT REALLY ISN'T UP TO ME TO DECIDE.

[sleepingkogoro]

Woah!

[He jumps back as if she had just taken out a sword to try to impale him. Yeah, he didn't expect that. Being called by his name is another notch onto the list of unexpected stuff. What the hell?!]

Gl-Glory! What is the meaning of this? What is going on?!

[Kind of a stupid question. Give him a moment to get used to the hologram suddenly speaking to him, okay?]

[trustharder]

The game is ending soon.

[She says, as though this is clearly no cause for concern and has no idea why he might be alarmed in the first place.]

[isafraid]

G-glory...?

[Well!!.... So much for being no surprised!!]

Wait a second...! You mean this "game" we're in?

[trustharder]

Yes.