Final Investigation.

[trustwellness]

The Wordsmith's message earlier this week was an ominous one; try as one might, it's difficult to ignore completely, especially with such few details provided to the group. "The end" is such a vague description; however, it does mean one thing, and that's the promise that all of this will come to a close, one way or another. He's promised you one other thing, however – that being that the only way to leave the building is by way of Rule Seven. The chimes ring out, as they always do, on Friday morning; a thorough check of the building will bring with it the realization that no one has died as of last night. There are no bodies to be found in any of the rooms; Kageshirou remains in the foyer, but in general it doesn't seem that anything has changed. However, it's plain that you're all getting restless, and perhaps understandably so; there's only one thing to do in that sort of circumstance, isn't there? After all, you've gotten good at this game; you know what happens on Fridays around here. There are a lot of places to check; just as a bit of advice, you might want to start on the lowest floor first. Other than that, however? You're on your own. Best of luck to you. >Explore?

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[trustwellness]

[...I'm pretty sure you guys aren't among the heathen contingent that runs around barefoot, but just to verify once more for the road -

Are you guys wearing shoes?]

[sportadork]

[you need shoes to do flips so duh ARE THERE KIDNEYS]

[trustwellness]

[Sportacus will be relieved and you will be disappointed to hear that there do not appear to be kidneys, just based off what you can see from the doorway.

There do, however, appear to be shards of broken and twisted scrap metal absolutely fucking everywhere, so you might want to watch your step.]

[iaspis]

[Welp, that sure is a thing.

Fortunately, having your clothes melded to your body means that Jasper is wearing shoes at all times.]

[trustwellness]

[Good to know!

As it stands, it looks like this place is a workshop of some kind. Sort of like the one upstairs, but there's decidedly more metal lying around than there should be, given that the one upstairs is woodworking.

Interesting.]

[iaspis]

[....Huh. That's unusual. She'll pick up one of the scrap pieces of metal because she doesn't fear tetanus apparently. Does it look like it comes from something in particular, or does it look like it's just scrap metal that was thrown to the ground for some reason?]

[trustwellness]

[Jasper...

That said, a lot of it is just...lying around, piled in corners or propped against the walls; some of it just looks broken, but some of it looks like weaponry of some sort.

So we've got a bunch of things going on with the metal, and a bunch of things going on with the one of the tables in here. Where are we going first, guys?]

[sportadork]

[well let's look at the table first.]

[trustwellness]

[Let's!

The table itself looks a little rough - it's definitely seen better days - but it's reasonably clear of metal, at least in the center; both of these things aren't enough to obscure the design in the center of it. It's dark, like it's been burned into the wood.]

[sportadork]

[well that's. weird.

what's it look like, this brand?]

[trustwellness]

[It's circular in design, with a lot of pretty designs that are obviously meant to do...something or other.

...You might want to have Jasper look at it eventually. Just saying.]

[sportadork]

There's some kind of... something, burned into the table. [looks at Jasper] I don't recognize it. Do you?

[trustwellness]

[In fairness, it's probably not immediately recognizable to anyone here, because it's a different design to what's been...around.

But since at least one of you has seen Kimbley's room full of crazy with the alchemical arrays drawn everywhere, there can be at least a vague assumption made regarding pretty circular things on flat surfaces.]

[iaspis]

[Jasper will come on over after a moment.]

That looks a little like the circular designs Kimbley drew.

[sportadork]

... Can you do that kind of magic with metal, maybe? Is that something he could do?

[iaspis]

...Maybe? We only ever discussed the purposes for war.

[iaspis]

Looks like there's a lot in this room. Do you want to take a look at something in particular?

[Might as well ask Sportacus instead of just wandering over to one of them.]

[sportadork]

If the metal is for what I think it is, it might be more your expertise than mine!

[iaspis]

Right.

[No complaints there, so she'll take a closer look at the metal strewn about the room.]

[trustwellness]

[A lot of it looks like scrap, as was mentioned before, and a good amount of it is in disrepair; however, some of it also looks like it may have been an attempt at handles and the like - the sort of thing you'd find on weaponry, as opposed to sculptures or practical noncombat things.]

[iaspis]

[She's going to take a closer look at the handles, then. Does it look like it could be the hilt of a sword, or the sort of grip one might find on an axe, or does it look like it could come from a gun of some kind?]

[trustwellness]

[Probably more along the lines of a hilt, though it's all kind of broken and mangled. Definitely not anything that came from a firearm, though.]

[iaspis]

[That might help place the technology of this world, then.

Is there anything else strewn about the wreckage that looks suspicious, or like it's meant to be something?]

[trustwellness]

[There are a few things, yes! There are a few finished pieces along the walls, though they look like they're in a state of disrepair or otherwise damaged - they're various-sized things, too, not all just one make.]

[iaspis]

[Huh, interesting.

What sort of pieces are they? Is it more weaponry, or something else?]