Pohatu was great arm wrestler.

i should do ic account but can't really be assed rn it's been a long week

anyway

- wake
- bud and pohatu arm wrestling. it's nice to see friendship bloom
- go to post office to get lore, pass evangeline (also gunning for lore maybe idk)
- get lore but it's in cipher
- pass through stable, gyro zeppeli is befriending a horse
- end up in general store to grab food for zalsarona's party
- go to party, pass out some trail mix i grabbed at the general store
- ranger and honoka are providing live entertainment
- ace ventura and the king of clubs are manning the bar, ace ventura gives me a drink for my trail mix :)
- deathborn, marisa, patillo, momoyo enter in that order; i feed all of them
- zalsarona and roland who left at some point? come back, roland goes apeshit on the piano (negative)
- cascabelca gives me a photo of herself and neil marshall gives me a coin both for trail mix. cool
- leave to sleep at dorm
- on way back to dorm hear loud popping noises and scream?
- sleep

Hah... Like I said, I'd be lying if I said I didn't expect something like this to happen. No offense to the guy with the er... toilet-shaped prosthetic, but from my experience, nothing good comes from getting in with Syndicate cronies like that guy in red... Besides, this was mentioned as a possibility in my Fixer Contract anyway.

Coulda' been me instead though, so I guess I'm grateful for the sacrificial lamb.

When it comes to murders... I'm not used to giving "testimony". People die all the time, and unless there's someone with the cold, hard cash to slap down and strike up a manhunt for the killer, chances are they'll disappear into the backstreets while everyone else steps over the body on their way to catch the morning train.




But seeing as I stumbled across the body... I guess that doesn't leave me with much of a choice, does it?

When I got up, I'll admit... I was feeling pretty exposed. All the way out here, without a weapon... Well, it didn't exactly fill me with confidence. I wouldn't be caught dead without one back in the City, and it seems like this place isn't much safer so far. Without an easy, nearby supply... I went next door to the Blacksmith to try my luck at making one myself. Nothing quite on the level of an official Workshop-produced weapon, but... as good as I was gonna get.

The only other person in there was that big green guy, and thankfully, nobody tried to stab me in the back while I worked - though I kept alert anyway. I saw the... cat, messing around with something in the corner. Tried not to get involved. Whatever technology it's using to talk... it must have friends in high places to afford something like that. Somebody else came in here to forge something too... some kinda shield.



Well, I left 'em to it. Didn't want to be standing around in there when they were swinging that hammer around anyway, so I went for a walk around the building while my sword cooled.

Thought it'd be a good idea to get some rope from the Mining Equipment just in case, so I went upstairs through the Doctor's Office and walked around that way. Pretty... uneventful. Oh, I saw a few people rummaging through the equipment though. Gyro and Partitio. Saw the green guy again in the Target Room too, also swinging around a hammer. Guess I can't really escape a potential bludgeoning wherever I go, huh?



After that, I just went back to grab my sword. I was feeling a hell of a lot more confident with that thing in my hands, I'll tell you.

Figured it was... about time to get over to the Saloon, so I headed out. Ran into the sheep lady, and while I... wasn't quite sure what exactly she was, if she was an Abnormality, she seemed passive enough. She needed help preparing, and as far as I was concerned, this was as good an opportunity as any to make sure nothing weird happened during the meal prep.

I helped her move her stuff inside and up the stairs to the kitchen. Wasn't that bad of a job, all things considered.



The Saloon was already filling up though. Ace Ventura, King of Clubs, Agent Evangeline, Honoka, and... Oh, yeah. The cat again.

Well, I'm not exactly the greatest cook... I usually just stop for a sandwich or something, but I decided to lend a hand upstairs - even if half of my reasoning for doing it came down to suspicion. Zalsarona pulled someone else in to help too... "Lynne", whoever that is. Coulda sworn I didn't see them at all when we first showed up, but... that's that, and this is this.



Point is... Neither of them tampered with the meal. The stew turned out pretty good, after all. Even got a free coffee out of the ordeal.



After that... well, it wasn't my finest hour. I went back downstairs to get a drink... when I saw it. The piano, just sitting there in the corner. An ominous, blackened shape, stark against the soft glow of the lights above. Looking at it... it was a festering rot began to set in in the pit of my stomach.

...So I smashed it to pieces. Scared the hell out of the Doctor and the Witch girl. With each swing of my sword, each crushing blow to its wooden frame, I felt that thing hurt. Again and again, until it was nothing but splinters.



...Hey, don't look at me like that. I apologized at least. Bad memories, that's all. Those things... they can cause a lot of damage.

It wasn't all pointless though.

I found something in there, on the back of the sheet music they fed into the machinery to make it play. I don't really know how that kind of thing works, guess I would've assumed that scrawling something on there would've made it stop working. Either way, I'm not gonna share this until I can figure out what it does. Like hell I'm gonna give someone else an edge when it's life-or-death.



Well, enough about that, huh? Who has time to dwell on regrets? It's time to let the drinks flow!

I walked back over to the bar and hit up Agent Evangeline first while sipping on something stiff. Figured she might know or a thing or two about this place, and that maybe our missions had some things in common. She's savvy though... kept the disclosure to a minimum. All I know is, she's working for some "Bureau of Paranormal Investigation.

Wasn't able to get much out of her, but as far as I can gather, this Bureau's something like the old L Corp. Researching Abnormalities and the like.



Ah... yeah, after that... Haha, that Ace Ventura! Lemme tell you, there's a stand-up guy. Said he wouldn't drink on the job - probably for the best, I know a guy with much less in the way of self-control - but he sure knows how to pour 'em. Good thing I don't share his sobriety doctrine, hey?



We shot the shit for a bit, but I got outta there as soon as I saw North Star heading my way. Whatever that thing is, it looked like a Distortion - or something equally dangerous at least. If there's things like that running around even here outside the City's borders... I knew I needed some kind of backup. So I headed for the Stables.

...I was kinda hoping I'd be able to get my hands on the black horse... You don't see horses very often in the City, I've never seen one in real life before... but I had to settle for the Pale Horse. Took him with me to the General Store to pick up some snacks. His name is Silence, in case you were wondering. We loaded up on a couple bags of pork rinds, and we got outta there.

Took him back to my dorm and tied him up tight inside. This Nico lady was lookin' at me real weird, so I was worried she'd take him.



That's when I took my rope to the Mines to try and take a look around... and saw the body.

Seeing a corpse... that's not anything special. Doubt there's a Fixer out there who hasn't seen - or "created" plenty of 'em, but this one... Haah... I knew this guy would be more trouble than he was worth, with a role like that... Didn't exactly want to implicate myself - or set off any kind of trap that was left, if it was something that was still active - so I just turned around and went back to bed...



Murder investigations... this kind of thing's above my pay grade...

What's the mess by the Water Tower?

What's the mess by the Water Tower?

It's a pool of ketchup, surrounded by a string tied around a whole lot of nails.

This post was last modified: Jan 18, 2025 at 3:32 AM by Tsavorae.

Not reading all of that. Here's my report for last night's events:

I woke up and found myself lacking my usual gadgets. Thankfully, I was right next to the Army Post. After I equipped myself I headed into the Sheriff's Office, passing by Hifumi. I was hired to be an enforcer so I tried talking to the sheriff, Not Shane, about my assignment. He didn't give me any work to do but did give me a deputy's badge. Theodore Noise also received one.

With nothing to do, I decided to just hold down the fort and defend the Sheriff's Office for the remainder of the night. In order I witnessed the following movements...
- Ranger. Entered from street.
- Madame Zalsarona. Entered from Army Post. Exited to street.
- Ranger. Exited to General Store.
- Not Shane. Exited to Army Post.
- Akira Kogami. Entered from Army Post. Exited to street.
- North Star. Entered from street.
- Me. Exited to General Store.

@Gyro Zeppeli, you were in the Mining Equipment room around the same time as myself and that Partitio guy, right? What were you doin' in there, anyway? The other guy, he's got an alibi for what he was up to in the mines, but it seems like you disappear for a while after that, huh?

- wake up, mizzlebip in general store, enter sherrifs office
- mr noise enters, not shane enters, enter army post as strapped tsarovae enters sherrifs office
- grab rifle
- at the tobacconist's noise takes a couple cigars while i take the rest
- carve in carpentry
- roland goes in and out of blacksmith, smithing a sword
- jessica exits blacksmith and heads upstairs
- north star enters from west, heads upstairs, comes back with bud, dips into blacksmitgh, then leaves with bud
- not shane enters and heads upstairs, some gunfire emanates from there after
- exit west, spot nico near entrance to (orange) dorm, have a nice chat with partitio
- while chatting we hear a bunch of popping noises and a scream from orange
- the chat cut short, i just head off to the saloon
- not shane exits carpentry
- the saloon is hopping tonight, evangeline, zalsarona, lynne, derek stiles, deathborn, akira kogami, cascabela, ace ventura, and mcjango are here having a grand time
- i drink till i pass out

What's the state of Mineral Storage?

What's all the hub-bub about? That guy's made out of LEGOs or something right? Can't you just put his pieces back together? Who cares!

What's more important is the fact there's a new deputy in town - and who else could it be but the only one with any class around here: ME!

O' course, I gotta keep what I was up to last night close to my chest, keep my cards tight. I ain't no comic relief deputy that'll go blabbing incessantly! But I'll tell you one thing, I never stepped foot into the Century Agave buildin'!

Eh... Well, I guess while we're waiting around... I'm gonna investigate the Blacksmith in depth.

Let me see the tools, the metal supply, the furnace... You know, all of that stuff. The victim has metal embedded in their body, right? Shrapnel like that... It's gotta come from somewhere.

Man, I really did just want some films. I can't afford to die here. The world needs the next Napoleon, and it's in my grasp to make it!

So I guess I'd better get a testimony out of the way. I woke up and went to my office in the blue building. Yes, that's my office - who else would be the film executive here? None of you Philistines! I'm pretty sure there were a few people poking around in the lobby, but I wasn't paying attention to that room, busy with the papers for the movie I THOUGHT i was going to be making.

That got interrupted by a gunshot. I stepped out and saw Neil Marshall had tried to shoot a door in my building open. It's locked for a reason, Mr. Marshall. If I want to let you in, I'll let you in!

So I talked with him for a while. I saw some people move around during that - Nico heading upstairs, Pohatu heading upstairs, North Star coming downstairs, Nico heading back downstairs, and Cascabela heading downstairs. She gave him a business card of her face. Weird woman.

After Marshall left, I stuck around for a bit longer, and saw Pohatu come back downstairs before he left. I went back in my office for a bit, but then heard another noise, and stuck my head out to see that Gyro Zeppeli had tried to break in by throwing a steel ball at my Archives door. Don't know why the hell he thought that would work, but I stuck my head out and told him to knock it off. I tried to focus on my work again, but by that point it just wasn't coming together.

So I went down to the Purple Building. Brought my trusty camera with me to do some recording, and saw Not Shane right there. Talked with him for a bit, then went inside and upstairs by the General Store. I met with Evangeline upstairs and talked to her as we toured the upper floor - good practice, need to work on my motion shots for the One Take I've got in mind for the abdication scene - and after that, went back to bed.

What's the state of Mineral Storage?

You investigate Mineral Storage. It looks like a large amount of the pyrite in the bin labeled "Pyrite" is missing, and a lot of wood that was piled up in the corner is now gone as well.

Eh... Well, I guess while we're waiting around... I'm gonna investigate the Blacksmith in depth.

Let me see the tools, the metal supply, the furnace... You know, all of that stuff. The victim has metal embedded in their body, right? Shrapnel like that... It's gotta come from somewhere.

You investigate the Blacksmith. Besides the missing blowtorch, you also find a pair of workman's gloves is missing. The metal is largely still there, though. Some of it's been taken, but it's nowhere near the level that was found in the Ruined Mine, and none of it is pyrite. Additionally, you see a tiny handful of unknown ashes in the furnace.

There is a CCTV camera wired up in the Blacksmith.

"A murder! Who could've seen this coming!" King thought to himself. "I can't get blamed for another crime! They'll send me back to Jack! I'll get put in time out for sure!"

"Okay. I have a plan. It's full-proof. An ironclad alibi and a defense lawyer all in one!"

King of Clubs proffers the group something he had in his pocket.



The yellow vinyl duck appears to have something hastily written in its beak.



"Haha! Now they'll never lynch me with such powerful evidence of my innocence!"

You guys are lucky that the number 1 Incident Resolution Specialist is here [sub]Reimu? Who’s that? I can totally beat her...[/sub]! We’ll find the killer and then beat them and Deathborn real quick with me around. And then we can just leave.

But first, I guess it would be good to say what I did during the night, clear the air and combine all our knowledge



I started out in the Agave dorm, I mean, it has everything anyone could really need, weapons, drugs, and it’s near the saloon, just absolutely perfect. Speaking of weapons, that was the first thing I did. I went upstairs and got myself some of these guns you got here in the outside world. I lost my mini-hakkero, so I really needed something to protect myself. I checked out the doctor’s office, I saw Mr. Suit-and-Alcohol and the big green guy pass through, Roland to the pharmacy and Bud to the range.

Afterwards, I wanted to check out the bank, and I passed Hifumi as I left the carpenter’s and she came in.



Let me tell you, that vault is real secure. I couldn’t figure out how to get in other than the code, so I just left quickly, and saw Momoyo and Partitio leaving the mineral storage. I went to hang out with them as we all headed to the saloon together.

The party was awesome, by the way. There were lots of people, probably too many for me to notice everyone, but from everyone, I noticed Kroos, Deathborn, Evangeline, King of Clubs, Ace Ventura, the Ranger, Honoka, and...



McJango! What a cutie he is, y’know. I couldn’t help but go and pet him. Hopefully I didn’t bother him. When I finished up, Roland was smashing the piano like a maniac, dunno what was up with him though.



After that, it was kinda uneventful, I hung out with Momoyo and talked, she started drinking a bunch and I took my leave. After that, I went for a walk around town, and then I ran into Elster and got into a fight.



Too bad I lost. Either way, before she knocked me out, some shit happened. I heard a gunshot and saw mime girl with a gun and then the black horse clocked out, and then it sounded like a commotion from the Orange building, a pop and then a cut off scream. Whatever it was, it distracted me long enough for Elster to knock me out and I didn’t wake up for the rest of the night.

"Meow!"

McJango is so excited to tell you about his night! He paws at a small button in front of him. He might be a bit too excitedly however, as he misses the button the first few attempts....one attempt lands and the screen turns on to the words 'FBI AGENT'.

Greetings. This is code name 'Get Off the Table!' You may refer to me as McJango.
It has come to our attention that you are inquiring about my activities this evening.

~~



Due to heightened anticipation, my ability to repose was substantially compromised last night!

My first encounter was with an individual named 'Roland,' whom I observed diligently in the blacksmith zone. The subject was engaged in the construction of a bladed weapon.... Departure was necessitated due to excessive noise levels.



I subsequently navigated to the Saloon, securing a vantage point to monitor the unfolding evening. I noted the presence of individuals such as Gyro and Madame Zalsarona.

I initiated a verbal greeting directed at subject 'Ace Ventura' to which I received a container of milk in gratitude. Upon completing the beverage, an inexplicable urge compelled me to displace the glass from the bar, a feat I accomplished after a period of subtle interaction.

Shortly after, I was escorted away from the bar premises....



Overcome by fatigue, I occupied a table to recuperate. I noted further patrons entering and exiting until Marisa approached, offering preferred tactile engagement.

Madame Zalsarona, Lynne, and Roland presented soup, with Roland utilizing his craft to dismantle a piano.

From my vantage, I then observed Cascabels transferr photographic evidence to Hifumi.

Cascabels observed me with a disapproving expression and prompted me with a desire for her attention. A spirited game of tag commenced within the Saloon, culminating in her incorporation of hide and seek before she vanished into the darkness!



As others departed for card activities, fatigue overtook me, leading to my retreat to bed. From there I initiated the process of sleep.

A body, huh? Can't say this is anything new to me, I am the greatest detective of all time after all. That's me. Ace Ventura: Pet Detective, at your service. Or in this case, Human Detective.

Now then... my night. It was a night full of discovery. A night full of productivity. A night... mostly full of drunk people. Ever hear of pacing yourselves, you lunatics? Some of you were fine but some of you need to find your inner peace. And I do hear some of you already wanting to say "B-B-B-But Ace! Y-You gave us the drinks!!" WELL I WASN'T AWARE. I WAS SURROUNDED. BY A BUNCH. OF FIELD MICE!!! Next time I'll give you sippy cups full of JUICE! But again, not all of you. Some of you were top notch fellows that I'm glad to call my compadres in crime solving.

But anyways, my night. I woke up and went directly to where I knew the largest possibility of liquid-fueled crime could occur, the Saloon. Gyro and Neil were there conversing while Honoka was setting up the soundstage. Nothing out of the ordinary yet, until I took my position behind the bar and found a camera. I inspected it further and it flashed and made a cash register sound. But past that, nothing. Whoever took my picture, make sure you got my good side.

Neil ended up leaving and Gyro wanted a drink, to which I offered one as McJango entered the room. Ah yes, a Deputy Cat. Not too common, a rare species to be sure, so I enlightened Gyro with some information on the subject which was clearly too advanced for his... meager animal knowledge capacity. It's quite alright, not all can be as well-rounded and knowledgeable as I. But I digress. Gyro leaves as Zalsarona shows up, goes upstairs, then after a bit comes back down and leaves as well. Interesting. Ranger also did this, then King of Clubs joins me behind the bar saying they were here to bartend. Rock on, little friend, rock on, have a drink. Evangeline enters after a bit, followed by Kroos.

This "Kroos" is good in my book, some kind of rabbit-enjoyer based on her get-up, meaning a fellow respecter of nature's creatures. A true ally. She also gave me trail mix, so in return I made her some drinks and had a great exchange of rabbit knowledge. Then I notice Roland and Zalsarona enter and take a very large cart upstairs, followed up by Lynne. I wanted to follow them up, but more people began entering in succession. Partitio, Marisa and Momoyo who all took to a table. Partitio was walking around but that table... some form of meeting, perhaps? My detective senses were tingling... or maybe it was the five million pounds of food that those three brought down from upstairs. Derek also entered at this point, but more importantly, a VIOLENT OUTBURST from Roland absolutely demolishes the piano in the Saloon. Allllrighty then. I am glad i was not that piano at least.

Roland came up to the bar after some food service and this one is also good in my book. We talked for a while and, my friend, believe me if I could drink with you at that moment I very much would have. You're a stand-up guy, glad to have made your acquaintance. Some other time. As we're talking I notice Akira enter and absolutely boulder over Ranger on the stage, who very clearly was displeased at his lack of any kind of strength and left. Jessica came in after that, then Cascabela, then North Star and Bud. I offered Jessica some drinks out of the kindness of my good samaritan soul.

Momoyo then came up so I got her a drink as well and... well... my mention of field mice tolerance earlier comes into play. She wobbles around and falls over. Not my fault. Then Hifumi comes in and sits down. And this is where... I am a human, much like all of you, and while I do not make mistakes as much as the rest of you, I can have... momentary lapses. Like thinking "Ah, this is clearly someone who is not legally able to drink, I will get them some water." and MAYBE. ACCIDENTALLY. Giving her alcohol. Who also apparently got messed up enough to fall off the stool. But to be fair, that one makes sense... Sorry!

At this point the festivities have started to die down. Well, so I thought, as Not Shane came in screaming about wanting to play cards to a room of mostly passed out drunks or empty seats. I took this as my cue to leave, my work here was done. Nothing dastardly happened other than Ranger getting knocked away or the murder of the Piano, so I went elsewhere to investigate things. I checked out the gun shop to see if anything seemed out of place. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, then I felt the exhaustion of my work taking hold. I went back to my dorm and went to bed.

Nedsh, man lying face-down in a bloody pool is grisly. But unfortunately not the weirdest thing I've seen on the job.

Odd directors, odd ways of working. I believe Hollywood calls it "method acting". Throat cut business, you get used to it.



Any case, with filming set to be underway soon, I began the night with preparations for the work. Night was to be spent cooking for the crew, so no time to waste. Grabbed some important things from the lilac building; ingredients for the dish from the store. Met many people in the Sheriff office then, names were Tsavorae, Not Shane, Ranger, and Theodore Noise. They watched as I left the building.

Zaffrian Goulash needs fresh hog meat, none of that old junk you find frozen in stores and full of chemicals. So I needed to carve up one of the hogs at the pen. First I went to the gun store, where Neil Marshall was at the time. Nice man, seems worthy of trust. I take one of the guns with me. Then I visit stables and the farrier to grab more things, like a cart for transport. Zeppeli is also here, with a red horse.


Something quite strange happened here. I saw a saddle, left for me to be found. It made me pick itself up and put upon me. Couldn't throw it away. It was like I was forbidden to take it off. So I spent the rest of night... wearing a saddle.



This was silly, but in my homeland, being made to dress like a horse is never valid reason to stay home from work!

So I continued to the animal pen and led one of the hogs to the water tower, where I tied it down. I did a quick trip to the upstairs restaurant to get butchering tools, walking past Ventura and Honoka in the Saloon. Tools in hand I returned to the tower, where I shot the hog dead and cut it up. I used a Flardenspei... uh... "flame pouring device" I picked up from the military depot earlier to clean the carcass before preparation. With the cart I then transported the fresh meat to the Saloon, passing by Reginald Fikwerther who approached from the railway direction.



Carrying a cart of animal pieces up two flights of stairs is daunting task for an old lady, but luckily Roland was there to help me. We went into the upstairs kitchen and began cooking. Lynne also joins us at a slightly later time.

It was a good time. Reminded me of when I was working as a line cook on an old freight ship, though I was giving orders this time. That was for the best; my old chef was a bit of a Bobkest. Terrible man, with poorly controlled anger. Probably due to misfortune in the bedroom. He liked to toss the cutlery.



Never trust a cook who throws kitchen equipment. A man who cannot hold his pan can often not hold promises either.



Any case, the three of us brought the food down to the Saloon. Poor man Roland got terribly mad at the Klafinf in the corner and smashed it to pieces. I worry about his stress, maybe he needs big glass of goat milk. In the room with us were Partitio, Derek Stiles, Deathborn, Kroos, Ventura, the King of Clubs, Honoka, and Ranger. The Kogami girl then entered and began shouting at me about mineral water. I smile and nod, knowing from experience how to handle the angry customers.

Later then Cascabela entered, then Neil Marshall, then later still North Star and Bud. Momoyo comes and falls onto the floor without even drinking anything. Hifumi arrived later and does much the same. The naughty Jango cat was here too now, I didn't see when it entered, but it was chasing Cascabela.



When the festivity began to die down, Not Shane arrived and challenged the room to a game of cards. North Star, Jessica, Deathborn, King of Clubs, and myself answer the challenge and meet him upstairs. They go easy on me, so I come out ahead.



After that game most people left, with only North Star and myself staying behind. He went into the restaurant while I went downstairs to clean up the Saloon. He left too after a while, and once I was done so did I.

Now then, Mister..... Toilet... Man...

I'd like to look around the Carpentry Room for anything that may be missing, or maybe out of place.

Also, those Ashes you mentioned that were in the furnace, any other details on those? Color? Smell? Anything?

This post was last modified: Jan 18, 2025 at 11:58 AM by Elster.

A regrettable death, but a Machine can be replaced.

I performed my duties as this production's Location Scout / Technician Replika last night.
The Map seems accurate, but there appears to be an unmarked Radio Tower out in the Desert to the East.

My duties were interrupted briefly however, as I was attacked by the Gestalt Marisa Kirisame.
She was distracted by a gunshot, a senseless waste of ammunition from Mizzlebip, but one that gave me an opening to







My apologies, I was distracted.

I found myself looking out at the Radio Tower out in the sands and Strong Bad surprised me.
I do not remember any discrepencies after that.