FINAL INVESTIGATION

[strangerpeople]

FINAL INVESTIGATION

[Its apparent when everyone wakes up that something isn't entirely right: Loewe's profile is gone.

It becomes incredibly apparent why, when people search: the bookshelf in Cafe MYJL has been destroyed, revealing the elevator behind it. Unlike the bookshelf itself, the elevator is not rigged with any kind of scanner; the Titled can get on the elevator without any problem. And, it goes down to the basement.

But. A thought occurs to everyone before they step on the elevator. They don't want to go down unprepared. Once they get on that elevator, they may not be allowed to come back up until they have finished what they started. If they are able to come back up at all.

So. Bring your supplies, your weapons, your notes on all of the information you've thus far gathered, your pets or whoever you want to steal from the cat cafe, and prepare.

And one you are prepared, you will find yourselves...going...

down.]




[There is a smell of burnt wire permeating the air around the elevator, and as everyone gets closer to the set of double doors at the end of the hall, the smell of bleach. A giant sword is stuck into the floor next to the double doors, with a very hastily-scrawled, blood-speckled note pinned by the sword: BOSS IS THIS WAY. -L

Loewe clearly knew he wasn't getting beyond the double doors alive - and, at the least, he had a sense of humor about it. In any case, at the moment, there is no real means of opening it from the outside anyways. Not yet, at least.

In the meantime, though, the entire basement is now ready to be explored. Some of the doors - Rooms 1, 2, and 6 - are locked with special locks that will need to be figured out, but otherwise?

Welcome to The Hall of Liberation.

And good luck, teams.]

Comments

[theirmagic]

... I'm glad I was able to meet you. If nothing else, this place did one thing right. It let me meet a lot of people I care deeply for.

[ She smiles. ]

If you ever have questions, I can do my best to answer them... I can't promise the answer will always be glamorous, but I'll try.

[incrediblystressedout]

That's all I ask. You know, I...

[Deep breath for a second.]

I really miss my mom, you know? And you're not my mom, or anything, don't get me wrong, but being here with you, I think I've gotten a lot of what I've felt like I was...missing. Not a mom, but parts of the Mom Experience. And I just. Wanted to thank you. We've known each other for like a month and you've done so much for me that I don't even know how to repay it or thank you or describe it or stop this sentence from just continuing to keep happening.

[ourmagic]

Joey... you're a good kid who has been through a lot. I'm sure your brother's a good kid, too.

[ ... Mmm... ]

I know I can't replace your mother, but if I can do anything for you at all, anything to help you... then I'm happy. You're as important to me as any of my students. And to be honest, at this point, you're a bit like a daughter to me anyway. You're someone I want to protect, but I know you can also take care of yourself.

I trust you to make the right choices for yourself, but I want to be here for you if you need someone. It's... been a long month, but having you around has made it a lot more bearable. Besides, it's not every day I find a girl like you, so bright and with such a passion for the performance arts. It reminds me a little bit of myself at your age.