This post was last modified: Mar 14, 2025 at 7:13 PM by Deathborn.

Deathborn
You truly are an incredible set of Killing Game players. Only two cases in, and I am already deeply impressed!

Hollywood Bowl
Yeah yeah, keep laying the evil villain shtick on. Sheesh, I'm starting to wonder how much of your vibe is even real. It's so... stereotypical.

Momoyo Himemushi
Want me to file an attempt on you? Make it real?

Hollywood Bowl
I would rather you did not!

Agent Evangeline
Personally, I'm going to be ducking my head and searching tonight. It'll be risky out there.

Honoka Kosakatua
What makes this more risky than any particular - oh, riiight, it's Night 3.

Hollywood Bowl
Damn, that's right. Night 3... I know what that means.

Momoyo Himemushi
I think we all know! And if we didn't, we will soon!

Deathborn
That is correct. In the grand tradition of Killing Games past, tonight, there will be two murder cases!

And lest you be thinking of sitting this out... allow me to offer a very inspiring incentive.

Anyone who attempts will be allowed to learn the Forbidden Actions of two other players in the game, at the end of the third day!

Honoka Kosakatua
Thaaaat's concerning. But at least I'm not too worried about mine!

Agent Evangeline
I don't think anyone here can violate it for me... but I don't want to find out.

Momoyo Himemushi
It's gonna be an exciting night! I can feel it.

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Tonight's weather is Cloud Cover. With the clouds over the moon, visibility is slightly decreased in the outdoor areas. You will be unable to identify people in the distance, though you will still be able to make out their actions.

THE MAP

First Floor: Show

Purple Building
Desert Sage Dorm: One of the three large dorm rooms. This one is decorated with a bunch of desert flowers.
Sheriff's Office: The office of the one lawman in the town. Contains an officer's desk, several guns, and the Jail Cell.
Jail Cell: A jail cell, to, unsurprisingly, jail people. Anyone who starts their night in the jail cell is inflicted with Jailbird upon exiting.
General Store: A store stocked with all sorts of dry goods. The destination for all items you could want in the Wild West that aren't stocked elsewhere! There's a locked trapdoor in the floor.
Army Post: A well-equipped military depot, with everything from rations to weapons that a handful of soldiers might need.

Blue Building
Lobby: This building is fully modern, unlike the old-timey other five buildings. The glass-walled lobby full of plush chairs to sit in is a great example.
Theater: An old fashioned movie theater with modern projection equipment. Perfect for screening Wild West films after making them!
Archives: A large number of filing cabinets sit in this room, full of information on past Wild West film shoots that took place in Silver Junction. The door is locked.
Executive Office: A fancy, plush office with a large chair and larger desk, for whoever's in charge of the current movie productions.

Green Building
Prickly Pear Dorm: One of the three large dorm rooms. This one is decorated with a bunch of cacti.
Chapel: A non-denominational chapel to pray to whatever you may choose to pray to. We don't judge.
Newspaper: A room to run off the day's paper, complete with a printing press and a few desks for the newshounds.
Bank: A fancy, well-equipped bank, complete with a manager's office and plenty of tellers - as well as some money lying around. The back has a large vault door.
Vault: A locked vault behind a large vault door in the bank. It looks very complex to open, and it's marked High Security.

Yellow Building
Saloon: The big bar of Silver Junction. Lots of booze behind a bar, a piano with curtains on the side, plenty of tables, and of course every door is the swinging saloon doors.
Gun Store: A store selling all kinds of guns, from pistols to shotguns to rifles. Free to take and use to all customers!
Farrier: A small shop containing everything one could need to take care of a horse properly.
Stable: A stable currently inhabited by four horses. Whoever stocked them was cheeky enough to pick a red horse, a black horse, a white horse, and a pale gray horse.

Orange Building
Century Agave Dorm: One of the three large dorm rooms. This one is decorated with a bunch of low-growing desert plants.
Blacksmith: With a furnace at full blast, this blacksmith's shop is fantastic for making metal tools.
Carpenter: This room is full of woodworking tools and wood to work with for those tools.
Ruined Mine: The collapsed remains of a mineshaft, creating a deep hole in the middle of the building. Plenty of rocks to poke at if you want.
Mineral Storage: A place to store whatever minerals were dredged up from the mine when it was active. It's full of pyrite.
Mining Equipment: A large room, full of shovels, pickaxes, and any other non-explosive mining equipment your heart could possibly desire.
Explosives Storage: A room with plenty of dynamite, blasting caps, and whatever else you'd need for a big boom. The door is locked.

Red Building
Train Platform: An open-air platform for people to wait for the train. Contains a few clocks and a few benches.
Passenger Lounge: A comfortable waiting area and ticket counter for people to relax while waiting for the train.
Post Office: A small station to store, sort, and receive letters, of which there are currently a blizzard's worth.
Telegraph Office: An office to send and receive telegrams up and down the line. The door is locked.
Locomotive: A full-sized steam locomotive with a tender, three passenger cars, and a caboose attached. Several necessary parts of the engine have been removed, so it's not going anywhere.

Exterior Locations
Cemetery: A graveyard. It's currently devoid of graves beyond a few old headstones, but that could very well change here.
Livestock Corral: A small pen, holding several cattle. There's also a few chickens, for some reason.
Water Tower: An elevated water tower. It contains, surprise, water.
Outhouse: The only bathroom or bathroom-equivalent on the entire map. If it breaks you're not getting another one.

Second Floor: Show

Purple Building
Officer's Club: A fancy bar meant for army officers. With the lack of those in the vicinity, it's become open to all.
Schoolhouse: A small, one-room school. Well equipped for general lessons, less well equipped for specialized.
Mayor's Office: The office of the Mayor of Silver Junction, holding all kinds of documents and records relating to the old town.
Courthouse: The judicial location of the county, back in the day. Contains a judge's bench, witness stand, desks for attorneys, and a jury box.
Hallway: An ordinary hallway to connect the 2F rooms in the purple building. There's some paintings on the walls, at least.

Blue Building
Soundstage: A big soundstage, perfectly designed for filming. There's a few different backdrops available to choose from, all fitting the Wild West theme.
Film Equipment: A storage room for the movie set building, holding the camera equipment and plenty of props for any Western you care to film.
Recording: A soundproof room for recording voice. Full of recording equipment, ranging from the gramophone to the modern systems.
Breakroom: A comfortable room to relax in during all the filming. Has several couches and tables, a coffee machine, and a fridge.

Green Building
Tailor: Plenty of clothing lies around in this store, all of it befitting the Wild West aesthetic on display.
Laundry: A hand-wash laundry, with everything you need to wash 'em and dry 'em both.
Barbershop: A fancy barbershop, equipped well for both haircuts and dentistry as necessary.
Law Office: The office of the town's only lawyer. Contains difficult-looking legal books in a row, a nice desk, and far too many papers.
Tobacconist: A tobacco shop, full of plenty of cigars, cigarettes, and chewing tobacco to imitate whatever noir or western trope you desire.

Yellow Building
Restaurant: A nice restaurant, complete with a small kitchen. Unimpressive compared to the OCGA Central Facility.
Gambling Parlor: A smoke-filled room set up for all sorts of games of chance and luck.
Brewery: A room set up for the easy production of moonshine. Saloon's gotta stay supplied, right?
Hotel: A small hotel with a few beds set up for sleeping. Perfect for quick layovers.

Orange Building
Doctor's Office: A basic doctor's office, for taking care of injuries in the West. Contains various doctor's tools, a cot, and a locked medicine cabinet.
Funeral Home: An undertaker's room, to work on laying to rest the deceased. When there's not a constant supply of them you can't keep up with, that is.
Pharmacy: With plenty of cheap drugs, nothing here is as good as the medicine in the Doctor's Office, but it can still come in handy.
Target Range: A shooting gallery set up to practice your gunplay. If you didn't bring your own, it's got plenty of guns and ammo ready to go.
Trading Post: A small trading post that caters specifically to selling to the miners, rather than the open nature of the general store.

Red Building
Railworker Quarters: A small sleeping area for employees of the railroad. It's got beds and not much else.
Station Storage: A storage room located in the train station. Contains various parts for the track and gear for employees.

Exterior Locations
Water Tower: An elevated water tower. It contains, surprise, water.

LIVING PLAYERS
Desert Sage Dorm
-@Not Shane
-@North Star
-@Bud
-@Madame Zalsarona
-@Hifumi
-@Cascabela
-@Tsavorae
-@Elster
-@Hollywood Bowl (NPC)
-@Momoyo Himemushi (NPC)

Prickly Pear Dorm
-@Partitio Yellowil
-@Mizzlebip
-@Akira Kogami
-@Strong Bad
-@Ace Ventura: Pet Detective
-King of Clubs (@Amoeba)
-@Lynne
-@Reginald Fikwerther
-@Deathborn (NPC)
-@Agent Evangeline (NPC)

Century Agave Dorm
-@Marisa Kirisame
-@Neil Marshall
-@Derek Stiles
-@Ranger
-@Roland
-@Kroos the Keen Glint
-@Nico Yazawa
-@McJango
-@Honoka Kosakatua (NPC)

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Music: Show

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"Ignoring that the dead guy didn't do it. Ahem-- --Hey Luckies, do you know what day it is tomorrow~? Thaaat's right, it's Akira's birthday~! Yay~!!"

"So obviously, to celebrate I'm going to be throwing a super miraculous party for myself at the Saloon tonight with food, refreshments, a cake someone better get me my cake, autograph signing, and everything decked out in super cute decorations for a special concert, featuring me~! And then I'm gonna get totally sloshed, of course! I know all of you love Akira and I'm sure we're going to see a super great turnout for it so I'm looking forward to seeing you all there Luckies~!"

"...I mean yeah, it sure would be great if any of you would volunteer to help instead of me having to set up my own whole birthday party myself but not like I can count on that, can I? Whatever, it's fine. Better than my mom celebrating my birthdays by buying herself something new from Gucci with my money every year when I was a kid."

"--Remember, it will make Akira super happy if you come and we can all have fun together~. Until then, bye-nee~!"

Ah, everyone. I have good news! The kitchen has been secured and is under control once more.
That means normal operation is able to resume in a moment.



I have investigated the damage and found that the location was taken over by Kuchneyda, which is dangerous Diach... a type of devil creature from Zaffiran folklore that sometimes begins to haunt kitchen. I was not aware such danger had manifested in this film studio. It is very concerning.

You may not be familiar, so let me explain:



Kuchneyda is said to be the vengeful spirit of a man who wanted to be a chef, but failed culinary college and was forced to become lowly pastry maker. Then, with the shame of having to face friends and family with this news, they pull the chef hat so far down their face that it fuses with their body forever and they suffocate, becoming Diach in death.

Tormented by cursed existence as unliving Diach, the Kuchneyda will seek out kitchens and befoul it with their chaotic presence. Under the Kuchneyda influence, food will begin to behave strangely and may even become hostile, like trying to kill the eater. It is bad.

Fortunately I discovered the problem before bonding process had taken root, and was able to perform silver spike abjuration ritual to drive the devil away. So all is safe now.



It is rare, but sometimes Kuchneyda presence also may cause temporary madness in humans. It is said that an especial weakness to the phenomenon exists inside virginal young men. In light of this finding, I have decided to overlook the irrationality of Palak... Partitio Yellowil and extend the benefit of a doubt.

Hertte krojalik. May he be welcome in the kitchen once more.



But young man, if I ever catch you waste food again, I will descend down upon you like Volkka Telabbra, the splitting flash of heaven!

"...I mean yeah, it sure would be great if any of you would volunteer to help instead of me having to set up my own whole birthday party myself but not like I can count on that, can I? Whatever, it's fine."

With that said, kitchen is open once more, and will offer its service to the celebration of our local birthday.

I will resume work with posting haste.

Marshall
... Well, if a demon's been disposed of, I s'pose last night's events ain't too upsettin'. Still, executin' the wrong person, it ain't the kind of mistake we'll be wantin' to make again.

Marshall
(Not that I was much help this time around. Gotta keep yer head on straight, Marshall...)

Marshall
Wouldn't be much of a gentleman if I were to miss a lucky lady's birthday party, though! Celebratin' despite the hard times, that's a real prosecutor's grit right there. Consider me sold. I'll be at yer birthday, Miz Akira.

Marshall
Nobody better bring any hassle into the saloon tonight, y'hear?

I happened to come across this poster last night.

McJango, you have three options.

1. Come quietly to the Sheriff's Office and turn yourself in to me or Not Shane.
2. Meet me at the street corner in the center of town for an honorable duel.
3. Flee like a coward. I will find you.

Anyone who wishes to help the cat, I'll happily take you on as well. I also won't turn down any help. If you assist in the capture of McJango I'll split the reward with you fairly.

Can I post the contents of the letter addressed to Deathborn I found? I can't read it though~...

It is said that an especial weakness to the phenomenon exists inside virginal young men. In light of this finding, I have decided to overlook the irrationality of Palak... Partitio Yellowil and extend the benefit of a doubt.

Vi-Virgiwhat!? Slow down there! That's sensitive business to be airin' out! I-!



Ahh... it don't matter none. It's enough for me to put this water under the bridge! (And I ought just shut up and be thankful it wasn't my hide she went and skinned...) We Yellowils are men of our word. You won't see a lick of food goin' to waste on my watch!

Speakin' of... I've got something rattlin' in the ol' noggin. You wait and see, Akira, and I'll rustle you up something massive as a gift!

Ah, krojat. I thought this is what the white hat is about.

I admit, I find customs of this country still hard to penetrate, as ever.

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Z:
remember the mission, sheriff mizzlebip
we may have taken nantucket but our forces pale in comparison to other resurgent forces across the world. the people aren't as open to jubilite culture as i expected, so we need to show them our strength
that all-important international fair... i'm sending our political liaisons for the big stuff, but if we can get some good press in the meantime, things will get easier for all of us. we need to show that we're saving lives as well as eliminating threats

so keep at it. they need to tell stories about the hero clown who saved the day. that's why i sent you on this mission, you're the only kid i know who could fit that bill, with that good heart of yours. shame the whole thing's devolved into one of those sick killing games, but we knew this was a possibility when we looked into the production team. just remember your emergency training

and that crimson eye guy... he's bad news. our recon drone seems to have some real beef with him. its not your responsibility to squash, but don't let him get away. the only good terrorist is a jubilite terrorist... and i dont think he'd empathise with our cause

M:
...🤡👍🥰🏇🏇🏇🏇🏇

Z:
i trust you
shoot the bad guys, save the good guys. be an all-american hero
and give that gorgeous horse a big kiss from me

I happened to come across this poster last night.

McJango, you have three options.

1. Come quietly to the Sheriff's Office and turn yourself in to me or Not Shane.
2. Meet me at the street corner in the center of town for an honorable duel.
3. Flee like a coward. I will find you.

Anyone who wishes to help the cat, I'll happily take you on as well. I also won't turn down any help. If you assist in the capture of McJango I'll split the reward with you fairly.

(Zalsarona, a killer... I don't know what to make of it. She seemed so sure about sticking together before. Was that a trick? I guess it was just, uh, Theo. I suppose he seemed like trouble anyways... Still. He didn't deserve to die just because he was a little shifty. Better watch out for now.)



A-hem. Attention, everyone! My medical license that I forgot back at Caduceus just came through the mail. Kindly lady named "Reckon Fairly" delivered it, I think that was her name. Behold!





My autopsies should be more accurate now.

Somewhere in the Texan desert a lone phone booth stands beneath a misshapen lamp post. Darkness cascades down from the bulb, fully obscuring the figure inside.

*ring* *ring* *ring*

Somebody answers the phone without any greeting. An awkward amount of time passes before either speak.

"⍀⏃⟒⌰⏃⋏☌⟒⍀
⋔⏃⍀☊⏃⏚⟟⌇⏃
☊⏃⌇⟟⌇⏃⋏☌⟒
⋉⏃⌇⏃⌰⍀⍜⋏⏃
⌇⏁⍀⍜⋏☌⏚⏃⎅
⍀⏃⋏☌⟒⍀"

The person on the end finally breaks their silence. "...Are these the hits?"

*click*

The figure within the phone booth hangs up.

*ring* *ring* *ring*

The phone immediately begins to ring again. This time an incoming call.

The figure within the phone booth answers.

"Just give up and return to base. I sent you because I thought you two spoke the same language."

"☌⍜⏁ ⟟⏁ ⏚⍜⌇⌇"

One more thing. I deployed you to Arizona. Check your goddamn map.

Can I post the contents of the letter addressed to Deathborn I found? I can't read it though~...

You present the letter. It's written in some kind of cipher. Deathborn looks at you in surprise.

Deathborn
And I believed I had gotten rid of that. Well, no matter.

That is a simple Crimson Eye communique, requesting status on the local experiments performed here. Nothing more.

Something about his reaction and demeanor sticks with you, though. Perhaps if you can decipher the message, you'll learn more...