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!]

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PRE-INVESTIGATION DISCUSSION

[trustharder]

[cherryblooded]

[...Well, alright then.

If anybody's not up immediately at the klaxons - Yosuke, that means you - Cherryblod will wake them by incessant knocking on their door until they get the hell up.

Once everybody's in the same place...]

So. Obviously we're investigating now. Does anyone have a preference about who with?

[amygdalae]

[No worries here, Bruce has been up before the klaxons... although he hadn't come out until after them. And that was probably a wise decision too.

Anyway, with all of them gathered and having to face... this sudden transformation...]

I'll go with Stan.

[He works best with him right now, so it just makes sense.]

[cherryblooded]

[That gets a nod, and a quick count.]

We should probably have relatively even teams, so that's two groups of three and one group of four. And we should probably split up the smarter people, in case we run into... sciencey things.

[notjustawriter]

I'll go with the two of you, then. Between the three of us, we'll be fine.

[isafraid]

If we're splitting up, I'll head off with the captain. [He tilts his head in Sigrun's direction, just to make it clear who that was..] If that's alright.

[At least they're all together, they can die easier that way....]

We've already done a fair bit of investigating together. [and look at how well that went!]

[cherryblooded]

That's fine with me. Imagine she'll be leading one of the groups.

Captain, I'd like to lead a different group, if that's alright.

[captainobnoxious]

You took my job, Cherry.

[But she's not put off, just keeping Black close, and... well, today she sticks out more than she usually would in a glossy black hallway because she'd thought today would be a fan-fucking-tastic day to wear the finished product Black had been working on all week.

That is, her fighting-fit white dress and those bitchin' boots. At least she can't feel too uncomfortable when there's something to do.]

I don't really, outside of that I'm sticking with Black here, but, uh... [...

She's motioning you closer, Cherry.]

[cherryblooded]

Sorry, sorry. I'll let you do it if there's a next time.

[He's coming close. What do you need?]

[pokexplorer]

[Needless to say Colress was a little concerned about the frantic knocking while he was still trying to get ready to face the day.

...Thankfully there's no body to be found, but this is still alarming. He's glad he brought all of his important belongings along with him. Who knows where these rooms will lead?]

What in the world...

[Oh, right. Cherryblod's talking.]

I have no preference. But we should probably be prepared, no matter which room we choose.

[cherryblooded]

[Sorry for worrying you, Colress!]

In that case, would you like to come along with my group? I'd feel better with you around.

[amygdalae]

A good idea. Once we all know who we're going with and where, we'll go and gather whatever we need and start on going through... everything.

[Gestures to the now very different corridor and rooms before them.]

[goodforsomething]

[Stan's room is right near the end of the hallway, so he's one of the first to arrive. He stops still and stares.]

...yeah, this is what I wanted to deal with without coffee.

[notjustawriter]

Christ, you'd think the weird things would stop.

[amygdalae]

Tell me about it.

[These three were made for each other.]

[cherryblooded]

Maybe they just remodeled the kitchen and there's a brand new coffee maker.

But probably not.

[isafraid]

[Speedwagon's right behind him. Seeing as the klaxon will always have a one hundred percent success rate with freaking him out, he was wide awake to say the least now.]

What the hell... It's all gone!

[yup, that's speedwagon alright.]

[sleepingkogoro]

...okay, I think that settles it. This is all a virtual environment, that must be how this happened.

[A chunk of a place doesn't disappear and leave a void in the real world, you know! Mouri is convinced now]

[notjustawriter]

Honestly, you might be on to something.

[amygdalae]

We can consider that later, detective.

[Don't freak out everyone with the theories, Mouri.]

[garudynamic]

[Yosuke wanders out, sees this high octane bullshit, then turns around right back into his room. Eventually he comes back out with his bag of stuff, his throwing knives restrapped to his arm- and munching on some of the vending machine food he's gathered over time]

Hey, if anyone has food left maybe you should eat or spread it around- looks like we're not getting breakfast otherwise.

[captainobnoxious]

[...]

Wish I hadn't used it all last night at our game.

[A fucking shame. Mettaton prepared her for this day, apparently, and it was used towards a nerd's game.]

[amygdalae]

I have some sandwiches. [Since he was, you know, brooding a lot.] I'll pass them around once I get back to my room and gather up everything else.

[isafraid]

A shame I never got more food out of that machine. [only vibrators... sigh.]

[cherryblooded]

[Oh, that's a good point.]

One second.

[He disappears into his room - it's right there - and returns with a couple boxed lunches, some rations, some oiltatoes, seven of the weird-looking croissants, two bottles of ramune, and two cakes.]

Here's what I have.