Ah… it feels as though it’s been eons since we’ve last met, hasn’t it? You’re aware of the saying, I assume - time flies when you’re having fun. As such, rest assured, our little gap has felt quite brief for me. I’ve been enjoying the creativity you each display when put to the test, and this is certainly no different.
Yet, do not despair. I’m sure some of you will be pleased with this outcome. Myself most of all! Ahahaha, of course I’m rather overjoyed. After all, the Occultic Seal has fallen! There’s only one remaining now… the seal that’s kept me contained for so very long - and this time, there is nothing any of you can do to stop me.
And as for your participation in tonight’s ritual… Well, I could certainly do without yet another rival vying for dominance of your facility - especially one so intent on spreading about their tedious, cloying light.
…I do hope that none of you were particularly invested. Ahahaha!
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@DxHustler3000 has been found dead underneath the ice covering Mirror Lake, impaled through their face with a harpoon.
Their role was…
Ugh… My head hurts. The last couple days have been… a blur. I remember glimpses but… mostly just… some kind of bright, shining light.
…BPI-1000, huh? This whole time, that Hustler’s mask… Was that why I felt so… weird after that moment at karaoke when they touched me? I mean, it was a good feeling, I felt safe and protected and stronger than ever. I thought that following that feeling was the best way forward, like everyone should feel like that… Then I just don’t remember...
That comes as no surprise.
Indeed, you found yourself enthralled by a most foul influence - your very mind grasped by the vestiges of the false prophet of a thousand sins. Yet, by some miracle… either by the hand of fate’s righteous might, or by that of a warrior far stronger than even I - the shroud of control has been lifted.
To hunt alone is but a fool’s errand. I am… happy to see you well.
Hehe, oh stop it 23! What’s gotten into you? It was only a few days ago you were calling me an “accursed harlot”, wasn’t it? Well, I guess I’m happy to see you well too! But, if the mask is missing… then that’s the real BPI-1000, isn’t it? We’d better find that. Preferably soon~
…Wait, what about Lyra. Did you two…?
Banish the fear from your soul. She lurks within the Holding Cell, captured after our moment of glorious combat. I cannot say how long it will contain her - the power of an “aberration” far exceeds that of an Anomaly such as myself. The gaol may not hold up to its intended purpose given lengthened exposure.
If I am permitted to interject - the Holding Cell is outfitted with advanced anti-Esoteric plating contained within the walls and floor beneath. I am 98.76% confident that the cell will continue to hold [AGENT DESIGNATION - DR. LYRA ORPHEUS] for the foreseeable future unless she is released by an external agent.
…Good.
I almost feel bad for her, all things considered… but she’s dangerous, at least until she calms down. I’m… lucky I never ran into her during the night, I don’t think I could’ve done anything to defend myself - then again, if I… really do have some kind of Stellaric power, maybe she couldn’t touch me anyway.
I’m glad everyone I care about is safe, at least. And that that mask isn’t a threat anymore. Still though… with the seal broken…
Dexter! What did you do? Did you really lead someone to that stupid seal? What were you thinking?
Whoa, whoa. Jesus. Okay, first of all - didn’t actually plan on breaking the thing. If it happened, it happened, but I didn’t break shit - except maybe my fucking skull when a grand total of three - count ‘em, THREE - people decided to beat my face in. Thanks a lot, assholes. By the time we managed to get to that backup terminal, the thing was toast anyway.
Anyway, go ahead and blame me if you want, I don’t give a shit. The seal’s broken, but it was gonna break anyway. Couldn’t do anything to stop it if I tried. Thought that if nothing else, it might go to someone trustworthy. Hell if I know now. Sue me. I'm just gonna keep looking forward, and deal with those problems instead when we get to them. At this point, did anyone really expect these things to hold?
…Well, you’re right. The real concerns... Chaotic Seal... and whatever that creep in the basement’s Inversion Protocol entails. For now though… we need to find that mask.... before someone else gets their hands on it.
Their role was…
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Case Files:
Other Info:
- DXHustler3000 is floating underneath a hole in the ice covering Mirror Lake’s surface
- Their mask is completely missing
- A harpoon is struck square through their face, a deflated raft also stuck onto the harpoon
- They are covered in various wounds
- Additionally, they are covered in long, thin marks resembling burns
- They are missing several items from their body
- The chandelier in the Director’s Office has fallen, and the room is covered in blood
- There are several broken bottles of vodka in the Sleep Lab
- The Residential District is splattered with ectoplasm
- The Lounge has been damaged by an explosion
- One of the pipes in Decontamination has burst
Other Info:
- The Occultic Seal has been broken
- The power to the Service Elevator has been restored
- One or more Anomalies have been removed from containment.
Ugh… My head hurts. The last couple days have been… a blur. I remember glimpses but… mostly just… some kind of bright, shining light.
…BPI-1000, huh? This whole time, that Hustler’s mask… Was that why I felt so… weird after that moment at karaoke when they touched me? I mean, it was a good feeling, I felt safe and protected and stronger than ever. I thought that following that feeling was the best way forward, like everyone should feel like that… Then I just don’t remember...
That comes as no surprise.
Indeed, you found yourself enthralled by a most foul influence - your very mind grasped by the vestiges of the false prophet of a thousand sins. Yet, by some miracle… either by the hand of fate’s righteous might, or by that of a warrior far stronger than even I - the shroud of control has been lifted.
To hunt alone is but a fool’s errand. I am… happy to see you well.
Hehe, oh stop it 23! What’s gotten into you? It was only a few days ago you were calling me an “accursed harlot”, wasn’t it? Well, I guess I’m happy to see you well too! But, if the mask is missing… then that’s the real BPI-1000, isn’t it? We’d better find that. Preferably soon~
…Wait, what about Lyra. Did you two…?
Banish the fear from your soul. She lurks within the Holding Cell, captured after our moment of glorious combat. I cannot say how long it will contain her - the power of an “aberration” far exceeds that of an Anomaly such as myself. The gaol may not hold up to its intended purpose given lengthened exposure.
If I am permitted to interject - the Holding Cell is outfitted with advanced anti-Esoteric plating contained within the walls and floor beneath. I am 98.76% confident that the cell will continue to hold [AGENT DESIGNATION - DR. LYRA ORPHEUS] for the foreseeable future unless she is released by an external agent.
…Good.
I almost feel bad for her, all things considered… but she’s dangerous, at least until she calms down. I’m… lucky I never ran into her during the night, I don’t think I could’ve done anything to defend myself - then again, if I… really do have some kind of Stellaric power, maybe she couldn’t touch me anyway.
I’m glad everyone I care about is safe, at least. And that that mask isn’t a threat anymore. Still though… with the seal broken…
Dexter! What did you do? Did you really lead someone to that stupid seal? What were you thinking?
Whoa, whoa. Jesus. Okay, first of all - didn’t actually plan on breaking the thing. If it happened, it happened, but I didn’t break shit - except maybe my fucking skull when a grand total of three - count ‘em, THREE - people decided to beat my face in. Thanks a lot, assholes. By the time we managed to get to that backup terminal, the thing was toast anyway.
Anyway, go ahead and blame me if you want, I don’t give a shit. The seal’s broken, but it was gonna break anyway. Couldn’t do anything to stop it if I tried. Thought that if nothing else, it might go to someone trustworthy. Hell if I know now. Sue me. I'm just gonna keep looking forward, and deal with those problems instead when we get to them. At this point, did anyone really expect these things to hold?
…Well, you’re right. The real concerns... Chaotic Seal... and whatever that creep in the basement’s Inversion Protocol entails. For now though… we need to find that mask.... before someone else gets their hands on it.
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History Team
@Indiana Jones (Old)
@Phenera
@Tinkaton
Survey Team
@Pea
@Riki
Research Team
@Morgan
@Izumi Konata
@Nashu Mhakaracca
@Giffany
@Columbo
NPCs
@Indiana Jones (Old)
@Phenera
@Tinkaton
Survey Team
@Pea
@Riki
Research Team
@Morgan
@Izumi Konata
@Nashu Mhakaracca
@Giffany
@Columbo
NPCs
- Astrid
- Dexter Hexley
- Dr. Lyra Orpheus
- Nancy Partridge & BPI-2300
- Spooks, The Magical Cat™
Please post all investigation questions in this thread, and try to post major theories here, for ease.
Day 9 begins now.
Day 9 will end on Monday, July 29th at 8 PM, PST.
The Trial will begin later, after time has been had to investigate the case and each involved character has testified in some fashion.
If the killer is correctly uncovered, all who voted incorrectly will receive both a permanent role debuff as well as a new Forbidden Action.
Day 9 begins now.
Day 9 will end on Monday, July 29th at 8 PM, PST.
The Trial will begin later, after time has been had to investigate the case and each involved character has testified in some fashion.
If the killer is correctly uncovered, all who voted incorrectly will receive both a permanent role debuff as well as a new Forbidden Action.