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cartesianism2018-11-16 10:58 am
Week 7 - May 18th

Week 7: Investigation
The night comes and goes. Whether it's quiet is anyone's guess, but the sun rises as usual, though blocked partially by cloud.
The Sergeant's weekly endeavor destroy your reputation seems to have backfired. Another ghostly communication resulted in some emotional catharsis, for some of you. Perhaps there's the sense that things may be improving...
...But the threat to keep your loved ones here still hangs heavy in the air. It's not just your lives on the line, not anymore. That must be on everyone's minds. By sunset today, Cartesio's set to have a whole bunch of new residents, if the Sergeant has anything to say about it. On top of that, your deadline to receive a medal's almost up.
For that reason, despite the steps forward you've made this week, Friday's sunrise brings dread. What chances are there that all of you are still alive? Do you even want that, with the Sergeant's over your heads?
Whatever your feelings are, the town still beckons to you. Investigate, if you feel up to it.
The Sergeant's weekly endeavor destroy your reputation seems to have backfired. Another ghostly communication resulted in some emotional catharsis, for some of you. Perhaps there's the sense that things may be improving...
...But the threat to keep your loved ones here still hangs heavy in the air. It's not just your lives on the line, not anymore. That must be on everyone's minds. By sunset today, Cartesio's set to have a whole bunch of new residents, if the Sergeant has anything to say about it. On top of that, your deadline to receive a medal's almost up.
For that reason, despite the steps forward you've made this week, Friday's sunrise brings dread. What chances are there that all of you are still alive? Do you even want that, with the Sergeant's over your heads?
Whatever your feelings are, the town still beckons to you. Investigate, if you feel up to it.

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if there's nothing immediately outside the motel, is the ice cream parlor still doing okay? ]
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BODY ANNOUNCEMENT
Kinzie Kensington is dead. No, I'm not the culprit -- the culprit is someone among you eight.
By now you should know what to do. Don't disappoint me, everyone. This is the last trial. Let's see if someone gets away with this and earns a medal.
[And without further word, he enters back into the Lodge, to guard the double doors. He's not going to interfere in the investigation even if it's right there outside of his building! So do your best, visitors. He's watching]
EVIDENCE LIST
Lodge: (9/9)
Content Warning: burn descriptions
Sharp shrapnel
Blame Kinzie
Ouch
Better don't step on that
Of course you found this, Keith
We'll need a lot of these
Many broken pieces
Keith bet his space mullet this was serrated
Just an innocent coil of rope
Hunting Shop: (2/2)
Everyone needs a coat nest
Nobody needs rope for their nest
Pharmacy: (4/4)
First-aid kits won't be enough to help anyone
Cleaning supplies are so ominous in murdergames
Keep these away from bleach
And that container, too
Park: (2/2)
Footprints, staple of murdergames
You better have shoes when you go near the pond
Hangar: (3/3)
Surely all this...
...stuff was taken for...
...a harmless DIY project, right?
LODGE
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cw: missing flesh, burn descriptions
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cw: SEX TOYS
THIS IS FINE
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AREA CLEAR
HUNTING SHOP
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PHARMACY
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AREA CLEAR
PARK
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at least it was just one death? man, Sakura's perception of death is now extremely skewed, thanks Cartesio. anyway! coming back to the park. what do we got at a first glance? ]
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AREA CLEAR
HANGAR
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AREA CLEAR