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

[trustharder]

I'VE HAD MANY NAMES.
RIGHT NOW, MY NAME IS GLORY.

[pokexplorer]

Not to mention the mysteriously-appearing stairs and floors.

...I wonder if this is the room that he does all the moving from as well?

[cherryblooded]

We'll see if I keep pushing buttons.

[trustharder]

[This time you're zooming in on the second floor hallway!

...To speed this up a bit, most of the buttons will zoom in on some section of the screens above.]

[pokexplorer]

Indeed. At least we know that this place needs to follow a few laws of physics.

[goodforsomething]

Think it's a good shot we've got Glory here too.

[cherryblooded]

[Okay, awesome. Do any of the buttons on the center control panel do anything else?]

[garudynamic]

Heh, small favors I guess.

[amygdalae]

I'll take the table, then.

[Let's toddle over to the table and see what we have here first beyond the folders - he'll look at them after giving the table a once over--

--starting with them drawers. That is if they have any.]

[notjustawriter]

[That's.... huh.

He'll flip through it to see if there's anyone he recognizes, and when he doesn't he frowns. About how many people are in this book? Does it give a clue about how many games could have been played here?

He'll also be taking the book with him, naturally, to compare handwriting. It's a shame the Kingmaker never hand-wrote anything to Gabriel.]

[captainobnoxious]

[Oh, it's Glory!

... They might've been a goddamn stubborn ass before, but it seems Sigrun's over that now. They had the right to be after all.]

Nice to hear from you again, Glory! Er. See from you, I guess. First off: How are you? Secondly, and more important, what the hell is happening?

[garudynamic]

[While Cherry is pushing buttons, Yosuke gives the rest of the room a quick look over for anything else that sticks out]

[notjustawriter]

More than likely, yeah.

[......]

So are they the sadist, or the serial killer?

[THOSE AREN'T REALLY GOOD OPTIONS]

[trustharder]

[...Speedwagon, I.

...

You know what, sure. Nobody allow this man to operate an ATM ever because he'll ensure your card is stuck in there forever, but for the time being that works.

The lock will audibly click open! Success, you have conquered the modern card key machine.]

[sleepingkogoro]

[Now that the captain has been consulted may as well do what she said, try to confirm if anyone had been here recently. He doubts this will achieve any meaningful results, but sure, check the seats and see if they are warm]

[amygdalae]

...I guess it depends on who you think can hold a more rational conversation.

[...that probably doesn't help, huh.]

[trustharder]

[Items! Specifically you've got:

- A Pokédex
- An anime figure of some sort (Mew Mew Kissy Cutie is printed on the bottom)
- A pair of pocketwatches
- An anchor-shaped necklace with a strange stone set in it
- A pretty pink parasol
- Two pink puffy pom-poms

They're definitely not your average vending machine items.]

[trustharder]

I AM FINE.
THE GAME IS ENDING.
YOU HAVE TWENTY-TWO QUESTIONS LEFT.

[And sure enough, there's a little display in the lower-right-hand corner; the number 22 is visible.]

[notjustawriter]

[........]

Maybe the sociopath?

[trustharder]

[No drawers, the only thing you have on the table are folders. They look like they've been paged through recently; three of them are set aside.]

[trustharder]

[Unfortunately, there aren't any more clues to get from the book. But don't worry, there's something else on the shelves for you to look at!]

[captainobnoxious]

[................

Well. That's unfortunate.]

I'm going to not waste one of my questions by asking this and guess that when the twenty-two goes to zero, I won't be able to talk to you anymore. For one reason or another.

[amygdalae]

[Well that makes searching a lot faster.

Right, let's take a look from the top folder that's been set aside; Bruce picks it up and opens it to see what wondrous secrets it might hold.]

[trustharder]

[Nothing too interesting. Pressing the same button multiple times will cycle the camera through different angles of the same room and zoom in and out, but ultimately all you're looking at for the center panel here is observation.]

[isafraid]

[AW YEAH master of modern technology right here.

sweet jesus someone help this poor man

He'll... try and get some help in removing the card later. For now he's steeling himself and finally opening that door.]