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[strangerpeople]

7 AM
(MOCK WEEK INVESTIGATION)

[The storm outside still rages on, several hours later.

Even though it is no longer night, it might as well be with the clouds, which have started to take on strange colors within their shadows. It is not comforting to know that the sun will probably not be out today. Nor is it comforting to know that the threat of death still hangs low on everyone.

Sleep was likely hard to get, for those who weren't trying to look deeper into the plane's secrets and truths, and whatever sleep was received was just not enough. Everyone is tired, cranky, angry, scared, and on edge, while the snakes continue to be an ever-present threat.

So, as 7 am comes, and people begin to move again, or at least move elsewhere, trying to be mindful of the snakes.

One of your number has already died, along with three hostages.

Will there be more to come?

There is only one way to find out.]

Comments

[stavros]

[Well, this doesn't feel good. Kokoro starts towards the duty-free shop to see if anything changed.]

[strangerpeople]

[How are you planning on getting there, Kokoro? Up on the first floor, or the second?]

[beguiledcard]

[ He got... maybe a couple of hours? Maybe. He wasn't paying attention to his phone.

Anyway, he's heading out of his room, for now. ]

[strangerpeople]

[All right then! Where to, Ren?]

[whitemoontiger]

[ Indeed whatever sleep he did get had been minimal, but now that he was up, there was something uneasy settled in the pit of his stomach. Trying to fix his hair a little, Atsushi left his room and headed toward the nearest area to get some food - or at least a drink - nothing to really see here yet, right? ]

[strangerpeople]

[Well, nearest to the Kings Cabins would be the King's Cabin d'hote service near the front of the plane.

Aside from food, there is thankfully nothing that would immediately catch Atsushi's eye. He's all good.]

[awitchdidit]

[Beatrice seems to have had the same idea, and is busy trying to figure out what kind of coffee or coffee machine is available when Atsushi arrives.]

Good morning, I suppose.

[awitchdidit]

[Beatrice obviously slept fitfully if at all. She hasn't showered (in a plane full of snakes?? That would be ruled a suicide, clearly) or changed clothes, and she's starting to look the worse for it.]

[Needless to say, she's looking for caffeine and breakfast at this point. She arms herself with a taser and decides to forgo any hope of finding respectable tea here and go with something she doesn't mind having pre-brewed, looking for hot or brewable coffee in the d'hôte service at the aft of King Class

[strangerpeople]

[Go enjoy your caffeine, Beato. Nothing to see here!]

[poorpurplepunchingbag]

[Sleep? What a funny joke! Kedamono sure didn't get any of that last night!

Part of him feels like this is just asking for trouble at this point, but he keeps finding bodies there, so Kedamono is going to investigation point F again. He didn't really have the time to last night, so he's hoping to possibly move Ace's body to a more respectable place rather than the area where it could very likely be scavenged by snakes. Hopefully he won't run into anything too awful.]

[strangerpeople]

[There are still a lot of snakes, but they are more interested in the leis still on the dead people than with Ace.

For now, you can get him away from there.]

[handsoffmysprite]

[Hex hasn't slept, though given what she is...there's debate if that's because of stress, or just because she's a computer program. By 7, she's decided to maybe make herself helpful to the people who get their energy from food. Anything amiss in the King Class kitchen?]

[strangerpeople]

[OH NO IT’S people talking.

Nothing murdery happening here.]

[backuphero]

[The "family luck", as he named the tendency of anyone even slightly a Belmont to be plagued by unlikely misfortune to Kokoro too few hours ago, can not be so bad that at just about 0700 there's a dead body in the King Class bathroom.

...it can't be, right? Right?!]

[illusionarymelody]

[At least if it is that bad the body won't be his wife's this time because she's right there with him.]

[pimpplan]

[ Well, nothing seems to have happened in the time that everyone split up. Zelos sighs and heads towards one of the carte services in the coach class. Hopefully there's no snakes around. ]

[strangerpeople]

[Feel free to meet up with Kedamono then. :(]

[stingyshima]

[Heh. Sleep? You're funny, mods.

Kei isn't looking much better than he was the day before, but... he can't sit around and do nothing. Guess he'll be checking out the King Class Rooms for any suspicious activity...]

[strangerpeople]

[You have fun with that, Kei. No bodies to be found so far, at least?]

BREAKFAST MEETING

[mermaidkin]

Good morning everyone......!!!

[Is Hiyori's voice shaky? No. This is just a turbulent plane. He's an athlete, he wakes up early for morning practice, he wants some nice protein rich eggs. French toast, perfect. Although making just one serving seems kind of wasteful. This is a plane, they have those super efficient hot drawers. So Hiyori instead of calling a meeting is trying to look subservient and responsible by wheeling this cart around to see if other people need French toast too. There's a couple different varieties of real fruit on top, too, because the King Class is so nice. Even melon, which made him think of a certain person in particular, and there's also raspberry, which reminds him of her even more, the tartness over the tininess and cuteness.]

Satanichia-sama, I know maybe good little demons go to bed with the sunrise and so on but we're on a tight schedule so I'd be truly humbled by your presence!!!

[strangerpeople]

[...UH

U H]

[beguiledcard]

[ He's moving at a normal pace, but the look on his face is just.

Well, it's as though everything's kind of been put into sleep mode, internally? Ren freezes, though, when he hears those words. And then he slowly turns to face Hiyori. ]

Wanting her to be alive won't bring her back.

A Vision.

[15unknowns]

[It will come while Hiyori is stressed, thinking about the danger. Surprisingly, it's a vision of himself. It's as indistinct as his other one in some ways, but one thing is clear - he's being held down to a chair by threads of some kind. (To a mermaid-kin like himself just observing this like a fun house mirror, he would possibly think they are rather like a net that his whole body is caught in.)

The one holding him captive is there, but the vision won't show him this person's face. It's not only because it's blurry at the edges though - over most of the face, the figure is holding a black fan with sharp spikes sticking out at the tip of each slat. The figure shows him something purple. He won't have any idea what this object is. It's something he's never seen with his eyes before.

The figure speaks. "Your fear is normal, but there's no need. With this, you'll become one of my children. And I'll take good care of you..." The vision goes blurry for a moment. He might think he'll be returning to reality at any moment. But the next thing he knows in this vision - the spikes of that fan have plunged into his neck. Hiyori Tono is dead.

But is what he's seeing the future? It's not even on the plane. It's hard to imagine a person like this having any connection to "the captain". And that purple thing seemed alien to his world, so who knows what it could mean after getting out of here.

However, something about the stone walls covered in cobwebs, the wooden chair, the moon outside the window just as bloody as before gives him a strange sense. The sense that this might have happened an incredibly long time ago... in the past. Which is strange, since he's the same age in the vision as he is now. But as he finishes bleeding out, the figure draws the purple thing closer, and the vision ends.]

INVESTIGATION START

[15unknowns]

[Y'all afraid of intercom noises yet? Well, here's another one anyway. Followed by the Captain's beautiful triumphantly annoying singing voice.]

Da-dada-DAHHHH! You found the body! That is, the one that counts. Looks like it's Cap two, King's Class nothin'. Ahhhhh-hahahaha!

But hey, on the bright side, one of your groups of hostages... is halfway to being safe. Hat's off to you, Culprit. Hope you're ruthless enough to make it to home plate, cause the voting starts as soon as I decide you people are done investigating.

Let me give you all a little motivation, huh?... no, you know what? This whole time I haven't added any new rules like I said I might, so how's about I give that a little spin.

Satanichia McGoo Whatever the Fuck is dead.

And that means... I'll kill her hostages! That's the new rule: Whoever dies now can get their hostages flushed with em'. Yeah! You like it? It's a real all-or-nothing. The only kind of gambling worth doing, in my oh so humble opinion! But I'll spare you from hearing the screams and cries this time, since it's not like anyone cares about her fuckin' lame family anyway. Besides, you're supposed to be crime solving and shit.

Oh, and don't none of you try to get out of doing this, alright? It's just a little detective work, anyway. It's not even a big deal... that is, as long as you get the right guy.

Happy hunting!

[The intercom shuts off. Because you're supposed to be investigating, he won't be responding to any shouts up at it, either. His phone line still exists if you want to attempt to ring-ring him into submission.]

BASIC INFORMATION

[strangerpeople]

VICTIM: Satanichia 'Satania' McDowell Kurumizawa
TIME OF DEATH: ~4:30am
CAUSE OF DEATH: Exsanguination
IJURY CHART: Here!

EVIDENCE SEARCH

[strangerpeople]

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