THE FIRST INVESTIGATION

[strangerpeople]

THE FIRST INVESTIGATION

[Good Friday morning, everyone!

Ah, the sun is shini--no.

Well, the birds are singi--....no...

It's time to take a shower and--...oh.

It's...the bats are...cute....?




Ok, it's a dreary and miserable morning and everyone is annoyed that they are here and there's an infestation of spiders and creepy happenings and the Stewards are jerks and no one likes this place, ever. Fine. Be that way. So.

What is everyone doing?]

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[yonosoymaria]

[Eric has got a proper spear with him today, the weapon he's always carried, courtesy of Franciscus' luck with paper spider prize roulette. If anyone took the bait and is willing to attack again, he'll be ready.

If there's nothing immediately visible outside the bedrooms, well. The servants' quarters are evidently cursed, but they're close, so he'll head there first.

Is there more blood? Maybe not in a bottle this time?]

[icanhearscreams]

[Jun is in the arena, leaving the dragon staff where he saw other people leave stuff.]

[relieable]

[even though he had a fairly interesting night, it doesn't stop the day from coming. Osomatsu wanders out of a room that isn't his. don't worry, nothing too eventful happened. he's still clothed, rubbing his eyes as he steps out into the hallway, quite possibly to check on the others]

[strangerpeople]

[Not at first glance. No cascading waterfalls of blood or anything!


Yay?]

[strangerpeople]

[The dummies like you, Jun. You are good to go here.]

[strangerpeople]

[Nothing amiss here!]

[icanhearscreams]

[Oh good. He leaves the staff and heads to the music room.]

[strangerpeople]

[Nothing amiss here! Other than just...you know, being in the basement of a haunted and vermin-infested mansion.

Feel free to play an instrument, doot doot doot~]

[yonosoymaria]

[Well, he wasn't expecting a blood fountain, but... really, nothing?

Nothing up in the rafters? Nothing stuffed under a bed?]

[silvertongueheir]

[Franciscus is actually looking quite cheerful as he leaves his room. Nothing seems immediately wrong...he's going to head towards the gardens with Hydrangea in tow.]

[icanhearscreams]

[Oh good. He hangs there a minute before heading over to peek into the game room.]

[strangerpeople]

[Nothing in the rafters, nothing stuffed under a bed.

Perhaps Eric might benefit looking elsewhere for terrible, horrible, paranoid-inducing things this time.]

[relieable]

[hm... maybe nothing has happened, yet. he might be up early enough to stop it!

while others are checking out this floor, Osomatsu heads to the main staircase to look it over, and go down, taking his time]

[strangerpeople]

[Still a creepy torture room with a few actual harmless games.

You wanna spin the rotator for the hell of it? The skeleton won't mind, he doesn't get dizzy anymore!

i r funy]

[icanhearscreams]

[He does have spiders, so maybe later. Instead he’s going to slowly head towards the parlor. He needs to sit down.]

[strangerpeople]

[After a few seconds in the gardens, Hydrangea's head suddenly jolts up, nose twitching.]

Shay! Shay! Min Shaymin!!

[Then, without warning, he leaps off of Franciscius' shoulder, turning into his Sky Forme as he breaks away.]

[silvertongueheir]

Hydrangea? [Franciscus immediately starts following his panicked Pokemon son.] What's going on?

[strangerpeople]

[Feel free to sit. You're recovering from that injury inflicted on you, after all.]

[strangerpeople]

[Lots of spiders, lots of those weird threads, probably some dust...probably mold

you don't have rhinitis or environmental allergies anything do you? Because if it were me, I would be MISERABLE and there are no tissues to be had.]

[strangerpeople]

[The Pokemon stops near the well, where some flowers seem to have been disturbed.]

Shay! Shay!!

[He sounds distressed as he lands.]

[yonosoymaria]

[It's an actual miracle!

He'll leave there and head for the bathrooms, such as they are. The boards could be lifted up - it's unlikely that if someone has been pitched into the garderobe there'll be much trace, but....]

[silvertongueheir]

[The well...? Oh no.]

What is it? [He leans down to try and soothe him slightly, while looking around. Is there any blood here? Please, don't let there be a body in the well.]

[strangerpeople]

[Well, good news! No bodies stuck or otherwise stuffed in the toilet!]

[strangerpeople]

[No, there is no body in the well.







There is someone lying down near the well, though.

The Shaymin buries its head into Franciscus' chest, letting out distressed shay shaymins.]

[relieable]

[he's fine... as he sneezes. but he's keeping his eyes peeled, coming down the stairs.

Jun's in the parlor, so he goes around to the dining hall]