Eye of the Falls

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    ~Felix Combeferre Auclair~
    Location: The Mystery Shack
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    Mood: Curious
    Condition: Broken left arm, three broken ribs on the right side, and a head injury.
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    Felix quirked an eyebrow as the man answered. Well, how about that. “I mean, I guess curse is one way to put it. But it’s more of a deal for me.” He explained. “Something that you choose.” He turned back to Sarah and shrugged. “Undead, but not a Messorem. He’s something else…” Felix looked back to Orbeck, his tone clearly showing his interest before he realized what his words might have sounded like.

    “Not bad, in anyway.” He clarified to the woman. “If he was from my world he’d be an Elite, like me, for sure. Still has some humanity.” The undead blonde looked back up at the ax blade as his shown once more. “Yeah, true. He’s not a Reaper. What do you do in our world?” Felix asked Orbeck, curiosity getting the better of him once again.
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Whisper stayed behind to look around as Hiryu took the broken weapon to Isabelle. However, Whisper would find no more clues or evidence.

Byakuya turned his attention to the squid girl as she explained that the wounds looked familiar. K’Thix would be able to back up that particular story as he found chemical traces that proved the burns were, in fact, related to acid ink. Well great now they just needed...ah. The man’s eyes trailed Hiryu as the other teen brought the gun over to Isabelle. It seems as if they found the murder weapon. And it was actually a weapon this time, not just a stick.

As Frank looked over the murder weapon, he would find strands of light brown, tan-ish fur, stuck in the trigger. They were stuck in such a way that the trigger had to have been pulled for the strands to catch. If Frank were to pull one of the strands from the trigger, he would find it heavily crinkled, like it had been stuck since the kill.

“Find anything?” Byakuya finally asked as the man searched the weapon for any last pieces of evidence. He was getting more and more impatient, though he did at least try to keep that from his voice.


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Morgana froze for a second after hearing what Sans just called him. He began to hiss as his fur stood straight up. “I’m sick and tired of being called a cat! How many times do I have to say it!?” Morgana continues to hiss at Sans. It’s easy to say that Morgana has been called a cat one too many time.

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The Doom Marine​

I grinned when the door was broken off. Seems like my powers didn’t fade or they came back. However, any joy I had was beaten into misery when I saw Bill. It started rambling on about me and Slugcat. Meanwhile, I lifted the door over my head readying to throw the door at the triangle followed by me slugging it alongside the tip.

A click echoed throughout the room and I felt nothing in my hands. I glanced up to see the door had disappeared with another glance to see that it was back in its place. Only a sigh was my response to the Dark Lord level of trickery that was going on.

Bill then prattled on about our options to entertain it. Fight. Strip Poker, whatever that was, or…

Bill mentioned my dead bunny and how I couldn’t save her. I scowled. The blistering rage from my death demanded that I butcher it for the insult. However, I stayed my hand. Fighting it was one of the options so no doubt it was trying to get me to lose my sense and simply hack away at it. Also, if it was trying to read my mind, I’m gonna steal your hat you dorito.

“Oh-ho...Looks like I have another play thing.”

I followed Bill’s gaze to see a young female laying on the ground, seemingly knocked out. My eyes widened. The only way to get here was death. That meant she was killed just like me and Slugcat. She was an innocent in all of this as far as I knew. So I rushed over, heaving my chaingun and switching it to three barrel mode. I stood over her with the chaingun aimed at Bill, daring it to pull off some bullshittery it liked to do.

I knew what I was doing would likely pull me into a fight, but I’d much rather have that than allow a bystander to suffer. I glanced over to Slugcat. Should I even attempt to protect it as well? I shook that off. First deal with the dorito then figure out what to do with Slugcat.

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Plutia would now feel herself on solid ground. Wait, solid? She opened her eyes to get a look around, finding herself in a building with.....

"Doomguy? SlugCat?"

She would get up, before seeing the entity known as Bill.


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Now she knew what happened. Bill had one of his 'subjects' kill her when she was split from the group. This made her angry.

"You! Pyramid Head! Why are you doing this?! Don't you know your causing grief and pain to my friends?!"

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Orbeck of Vinheim
Status: a...Messorem?​

Just what is a Messorem exactly? From the context of the conversation, it seems as if Felix was never really human to begin with; much less dealing with a undead curse. Yet he couldn't help but find parallels to the curse, specifically the fact that only few of his kind maintain some form of their humanity. There is also that older woman (Sarah) who was initially talking to Felix.

"In my case, I was just a practitioner in sorceries." He said. There was no reason, especially at this time to be revealing his former occupation. "Even if I didn't bother asking, it would had been a slim chance of you coming from Lothric. Especially with the intricate design and seemingly unknown properties of that ax of yours."

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They hissed at the sight of the otherworldly being as he made his appearance, baring the sharpness of their fangs in a way that was undoubtedly aggressive. His mocking voice echoed through their mind with words they could understand, reminiscent of the way the Iterators would communicate with them.

However, he was nothing like the gentle Moon or the cynical Pebbles. It was clear that he viewed them as nothing more than a source of amusement, ready to be tossed aside once he was done with them. They grew even more agitated at the thought, and it was to no surprise that Doomguy seemed to share the sentiment. They would love nothing more than to skewer him on their spear, but they knew that was a fruitless endeavor with the way things were right now.

Fear was what kept them alive, after all, and their fear for the triangular entity was more than enough to drown out their anger.

Suddenly seeing a familiar head of lilac hair, however, sent a cold chill running down their spine. They quickly made their way over to the prone form as eyes of magenta blinked open, staring at the two in shock and confusion. There was really only one explanation for this, and it wasn't one they liked to think about.

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You stand there in shock for a few seconds before realizing Byakuya was talking...

"H-huh...?.... of course death happens every day, especially on my own planet.. b-but not like this..."

You make a growly little huff... you seemed more upset about this death than anything else... this one was more similar to the deaths you saw on alternia. Slightly gruesome even... you shiver at the thought. You had never been threatened by any highblood... so you didn't understand the real fear that death could give someone...

".... As much as I get this is uh... important.... I'm not voting.... an Alternian trial doesn't end with a vote... we don't HAVE votes... plus... I could never guess which of us did it... I'll just... bury the body when were done again I guess..."

You felt... a bit useless now. After the ghost incident and all.. maybe if you voted, you'd be... a BIT more useful..

"But... I guess... the uh... squid one... I don't remember her being here so... whatever I'll vote for her.. I guess it's suspicious or something....."

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Frank continued to give the weapon a once-over with his camera. Nothing, nothing, nothing - just like any other pile of corroded, broken junk. Not exactly a whole lot to go off... maybe this investigation wouldn't be so easy, after all.

Frank was about to throw in the towel and go look for footprints or something with the new guy, when a cursory zoom-in with the camera landed him the breakthrough that just might put the fork in this case. The trigger! Why wasn't that one of the first places he looked? He took the camera sight away from his eyes and reached for it - there was something on there, alright, stuck pretty tight. A foreign kind of object - a unique tell. One which only a few among them could leave.

"Bingo..." Frank muttered, raising the foreign object closer to his face. A strand of light brown, tan-ish fur. Upon moving the strand of fur around between his index finger and thumb, he found it to be heavily crinkled - like it was barbequed. Frank nodded. This strand of fur could only have ended up here one way - it had clearly been singed, meaning that whoever fired it must have been knowledgeable enough to do everything else right, but apparently hadn't been careful enough to watch the muzzle, or to mind the trigger catching them. Understandable, thought Frank, since it was a foreign weapon - but their mistake would make everyone else's job a whole lot easier.

“Find anything?” Byakuya asked.

"You could say that." Frank began, raising the strand of fur so that Byakuya could see it more clearly. "Take a look at this. I found it stuck to the trigger. I know it's cooked, but it looks kind of brown... tan-ish. Know anybody with fur like that?" He asked, looking up at the snooty highschooler, before getting to his feet and looking over the group once more.

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  • "Thanks," Dizzy took the flashlight from the man's hand, "'preciate it. And don't you worry about me, I've survived worse than some 'dream demon'." Wallin gave a hearty chuckle before turning away. Whoever this demon is, he ain't got nothin' on old Dizzy. Survive the grubs, you can survive just about anything, he'd bet. As he was about to set off after some trace, he was stopped by someone.

    A woman, by the voice, and turning around would confirm this. She offered a hand shake, as well as saying her name. "I'm Dizzy!" he said, a bit louder than he maybe should have, it probably comes with the accent, before flashing a toothy grin. He shook her hand gladly, letting go soon after. "Nice to meet ya," Dizzy tipped his hat towards the woman, speaking in a normal volume this time. "I'll be off, though, gotta look for prints." With that, Dizzy was off, with a flashlight this time. He shined it towards the ground as he searched, keeping low so as to not miss any clues. He is pretty good at this investigator stuff. Whoever killed that little girl, they'd find them.
 
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"Take a look at this. I found it stuck to the trigger. I know it's cooked, but it looks kind of brown... tan-ish. Know anybody with fur like that?"
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Tenshi heard this and lit up. "Wait... Fur? Brown? Tan-ish? Gimme!" She sounded surprised and went over to look. Indeed - a strand of brown tan-like fur. Tenshi seemed in disbelief, but she seemed to react greatly to this. She went silent as she stared, and stared some more - silent for a very long time. She sighed after a while and then looked to Whisper, a confused and saddened look in her eyes. "...W-Whisper? You didn't do this, did you? This is 'your' fur! I... I..." Tenshi choked on her own words and seemed awfully surprised. This can't be it, right? Can't be? Oh, the faults of nature. Byakuya's words were true - anyone could be a culprit. Tenshi didn't want to believe it, but... She can't defend that who seems to be the culprit, even through the established relationship she and the poor wolf have.

She can hardly believe this - the person she had met first and bonded with first may just be possible for the supposed murder of her friend. Tenshi's heart was beating figuratively out of her chest. "...Explain yourself. RIGHT NOW!" She roared, tears welling up in her eyes and she would abnormally reach for her blade - a mix of anger, betrayal, and sadness all ablaze at once in her expression 'and' tone. Whisper has some explaining to do. Tenshi just stared deathly at her 'friend' as if she cannot be forgiven if she 'is' the culprit behind this. And she is 'dead set' on who be behind this. How quickly a relationship can fall apart... And Tenshi knows 'exactly' who to vote for. She wiped her tears and tried to calm down - but at the moment, nothing worked. She felt betrayal from the bottom and up, and nothing was going to sway her.

VOTE: Whisper

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  • The rich, blonde teen looked over the scene and adjusted his glasses as people started to vote one who they thought was the killer, though it seemed like not all the evidence had been collected quite yet. Byakuya's blue gaze rested on Frank West as the man found the last piece. "Hmm," the young man looked over it. "So, we know that Plutia was shot in the back of the head with the squid girl's rifle, but the man is right. Brown fur was caught in the trigger, and singed." Proof that it had been there when the rifle was fired. "So," Byakuya turned to the group. "Did you all hear that?" He wanted to make sure that the vote was cast with all the facts on the table.

    "The girl was shot from behind, the murder weapon is this," he gestured to the broken gun. "A gun that shoots acidic ink, which explains the horrid burns. It was left on the forest floor, broken to pieces with light brown, burnt fur caught in the trigger. Now, with that evidence collected, decide who the killer is." Again the man adjusted his glasses.

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    So it was some acid that has dug into Plutia's flesh and left some third degree-levels of wounds on her. The aforementioned acid was from the squid girl's gun,which she suspected was taken without her knowledge. The gun used for the kill was a sniper rifle.

    Maybe this had meant that she was killed from a distance? Some of the acidic ink probably didn't managed to travel forward fully and left a bit of a trail at its wake. With those in mind,Prompto started thinking about the possible killer made to do what they're forced to.

    1)They're good at using a sniper.

    2)They're sneaky enough to be able to snag something without being noticed.

    And 3)Of course,had to be least likely to be accused of being the one to kill.

    These three points in mind,the gunslinger realised something in horror:

    1)He's used sniper rifles before and is decent at using them.

    2)He once managed to steal Ignis' glasses once,although Specs DID easily found out afterwards.

    And lastly,he may be among the few that "Cyclops Dorito" would very likely possess because he probably looks like the least likely guy to have actually commited a murder. This IS some triangle who lives spreading chaos and destruction after all. Maybe it knows that by using the least likely target,it could continue doing whatever it wants?

    "Take a look at this. I found it stuck to the trigger. I know it's cooked, but it looks kind of brown... tan-ish. Know anybody with fur like that?"

    Wait,brown fur?

    Looking at the other guy with the camera (Not gonna lie,that camera looks real sweet to tinker around with.),he showed the rifle to everyone around the group. Sure enough,Prompto barely made out the fur stuck between the trigger before the girl with the hat (Are those.... peaches?) went to take a very closer look at it. Next thing he knew,she's now yelling furiously at the wolf-esqe girl,definitely and understandably pissed for the murder.

    Problem is,she's forgotten that Whisper's also unable to control herself from killing Plutia. While Whisper may have indeed been the one who murdered Plutia,it wasn't her desire to do so.

    “Woah woah woah calm down lady! I know I can't get you to change your mind,but you gotta at least know that she never had control over her actions!”

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Problem is,she's forgotten that Whisper's also unable to control herself from killing Plutia. While Whisper may have indeed been the one who murdered Plutia,it wasn't her desire to do so.

“Woah woah woah calm down lady! I know I can't get you to change your mind,but you gotta at least know that she never had control over her actions!”
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Tenshi stared right back up at him, fury running rampant in her eyes. "That sounds stupid! Who has no control over their actions?" She retorted coldly before she would yet recall the words correspondent to what she was just told about. Whisper could not control herself? She stopped, froze, and thought on it. She seemed just about as confused and angry as before. "I just... don't understand... Was I... being selfish, just wanting myself to be... OK...? My heart can't stand this... feeling..." She said under her breath, looking away in her grief. She would look back after a while, yet finding it tough to understand. She at least knew of possession and no free will, but death was an alien experience to her before she even came here in the first place. She has no idea how it feels - especially now on a friend - from a friend.

She sighs heavily and was at least convinced to sheathe her blade, but nothing else. Her stance was yet unchanged and she went silent - keeping to herself with a resting and mute sensation of anger yet coursing through her. Selfish? Maybe... She didn't want to be alone, but if Whisper 'is' the culprit to this, and she 'is' the guilty one... then Tenshi will be all alone, for the most part. Tenshi realised this and just buried herself into her hat to cry her eyes out. "You can go away now... You made your point, whoever-you-are. Now go away!" Tenshi said, yet muffled by her hat. And yes. Those 'are' indeed peaches. Maybe it's best to give her some distance, or he could stick around and try to deal with whatever mess 'this' is!

VOTE: (still) Whisper

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    "You can go away now... You made your point, whoever-you-are. Now go away!"

    Cringing uncomfortably as he was yelled at again,Prompto bit his lips nervously before finding what was left of his courage to at least speak out what he wanted to say.

    “L-listen,I....I'm not trying to say you're wrong or anything. I just...I just wanted to clear up the conflict that that "Bill Cipher" guy might be looking forward to. I-I'm sorry if I rubbed you off the wrong way. I..never mind,I'm sorry for upsetting you.”

    Turning around to leave Tenshi be,
    Prompto sighed and silently cursed himself for what he's done. He may have stopped a conflict from happening,but he had also unintentionally made someone immensely upset.

    ....Way to go Prompto,you just made a girl cry.....
 



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    Sarah frowned, looking up trying to focus on three conversations at once. She looked over at Dizzy with a raised eyebrow "Ok, Dizzy." After he left the area to investigate, Sarah looked over at Felix and Orbek

    Just then, the pointing of fingers began and voting went around the circle. The only creature that seemingly had tan and brown fur was a few of choice.

    She eyed the group, searching for someone who had tan/brown fur and her eyes landed on Whisper.

    "I don't know you well enough to judge, but someone shot the blue haired girl with a dissembled gun.

    She took a breath.

    Sarah's vote: Whisper


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    John Connor was quiet, his eyes quietly studying the group as he looked over at the tiny string of fur.

    He somberly looked over at the Sergeant and looked over "If the traitor was trying to take us down, they may be very well trying to use our own things against us.

    The fur, the gun wasn't exactly clear but the tanish fur made him point at Whisper.


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Morgana calmed himself down and watched as Sans hopped down the tree. He sighed a bit and soon climbed down as well. He saw everyone gathered around with all the evidence they had found. It all seemed to be pointing at Whisper. He was scared to vote. What if he was wrong again? What if he tried to point the finger at someone innocent while defending the real traitor. His mind began to get clouded again. “I-I don’t know who it could have been... I’m not ready to vote yet...”

Vote: None as of right now

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"Isn't that...?" Hiryu crouched to the gun as he found something--no doubt about it, it's fur. Brown fur. He plucked the fur, and held it until she came back, not finding anything else. It was then that Tenshi lashed out at her, asking if she did this.

"I'm...!" Whisper was taken aback to what she came back to--she was deemed the murderer, all because of a strand of fur. True, there was going to be no control over any of their actions once Señor Dorito takes over, so for all she knows, it could've been her. However, if it really was her...Then something doesn't add up. The explosion; the ash trail that led them from point A to point B..."I didn't...I couldn't have..." She tried to come up with an explanation, but no matter how hard she thinks, she knew it wouldn't matter as Bill was the one who did the deed.

While most of them think it's Whisper, Hiryu walked around and compared the fur to most of the furred creatures. Sword mutt? Nope. Cute organizer mutt? Nope. It would probably be easier if he compared those with similar colors. Those being Whisper, Scias, and Julie, the bitch cat. Like Whisper, Julie's a strong candidate since the fur, but this is overruled by the simple fact that she's a cat. Scias--well, it's certainly a match. But...Something about that fur seemed very out of place. Both wolves(or mutts) couldn't have gotten their fur onto the trigger itself. For Whisper's case, she's wearing those gloves as if she'd die if she took them off. For Scias' case, his hand fur is white...But what if...?

That in mind, Hiryu voiced his opinion.

"Now hold on. Isn't it a little too convenient that her fur was on the trigger and NOT the grip?" Hiryu pointed out. "Almost as if it's trying to make us think that she did it...It's...Err...What's it called again? Oh yes, the fur's most likely a red herring." He crossed his arms. "Plus, the reason why we found the gun in the first place is because there's a trail of burnt grass--so unless she intentionally shot the grass multiple times..." He then glanced at Delsin. "It's gotta be someone else."

Hiryu didn't know much about everyone to go around, but something tells him that Delsin's just the kind of lazy as to leave the body in the open and break the weapon in half...It's a stretch, but...

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Johnson finally got to his feet. Time to stop bitching, and do some work. He took a quick walk around, making sure the bill of his cap helped to shade his eyes, so nobody could quite see the state he was in. The man listened to all of the evidence, and sighed. A tiny cat, and now a dog. Even if the fur was a red herring, he couldn't sit by any longer. For lack of good evidence to the contrary, Johnson threw in his two cents.

"Whisper looks like they've been through hell and back. And if they're a soldier, and anything like me, the time frame wouldn't be a problem. I've had my fair share of ops where you have to get everything from the enemy and your surroundings. For now, unless anyone has any good proof otherwise, I vote Whisper. Sorry, Fido."

Johnson said, his usual bravado regained.

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Once Byakuya was done with his summary, Frank mused the facts over in his head. Come on - if you can piece together a zombie outbreak, you can piece together a plain old murder. Decide who the killer is, said Byakuya. That was rich. Thanks a lot for your help, investigator. If you've done this before, why don't you help us decide who the killer is? Sure, the people abstaining aren't exactly helping their efforts, but if they're not helpful, what does that make you? Frank sighed, deciding it'd just be better to let this one go.

Shot from behind with the Charger. That means it must be someone at least a little familiar with modern weapons. It was broken. That must mean either a tool was used - Frank doubted it, there wasn't any evidence for that - or someone strong enough must have broken it themselves. And lastly, brown, tan-ish fur was welded to the trigger. That means it must have been there when the weapon was fired - and therefore, the person who fired the weapon is likely to be someone with fur.

Frank thought it over. He had a pretty good guess.

Before he could say anything, though, Tenshi blew a fuse, directing her rage towards Whisper. Frank stepped back, shocked - he didn't think she was the type to display such virulent anger. If anything, he would have expected her to blow during Doomguy's murder, where everybody was thinking she was the one responsible.

"...Explain yourself. RIGHT NOW!" She cried... reaching for her sword?!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Frank exclaimed, moving closer in case he had to defuse the situation. They absolutely did not have to bury another body tonight. That's what Ford had his space teleporter for! Luckily, though, Frank didn't need to actually step in, as the other guy with the crazy hair and camera stepped in - he thought his name was Prompto - in an effort to calm the girl down.

"You can go away now... you made your point, whoever-you-are. Now go away!"

...unluckily, however, he didn't really succeed in what he set out to do. Tenshi had now buried her face within her hat, and Frank could hear the frantic sobs. Prompto, promptly, then began apologising just as frantically, eventually giving in and turning around to give her some space. Frank frowned. His little speech about Whisper having no control over her actions... it was probably true.

But in a situation like this... does anyone?

Frank shook his head and walked up to Prompto, putting his hand on his shoulder as a friendly gesture.

"Hey, Prompto, right? I just wanna say, don't sweat it. She’s just emotional. I think it was real big of you to give someone that kind of consideration, even if you think they did do it. If more people had that kind of attitude, then we'd have fewer problems." He began, then taking his hand off of Prompto's shoulder.

"But believe me, as much as I hate to say it... of course she doesn't have control over her actions. Maybe none of us do. You wouldn't remember if you did it. I wouldn't remember if I did it. You remember Slugcat, right? They didn't, either." Frank added, before pausing for a brief moment. He looked down and sighed.

"The only thing we can do to make sure this creep doesn't get what he wants is use the evidence we have in front of us, and use it so Mr. Ford can do his thing. I'm not gonna tell you what conclusion to make, but you gotta use your head. I think Tenshi might have a point."

Frank looked up, facing Prompto.

"I think Bill possessed Whisper."

Frank West is voting for Whisper.​
 
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As time went on, it seemed a little touch of new evidence came up. A gun- Callie's gun- became apparent. Not just that, but it had been broken apart. The sight brought a tear to her eye, and she shouted, "My gun!" as she tried to comprehend the scene before her. Somebody used her gun to kill this poor girl, and then simply broke it apart until it was unsalvageable. How crude and destructive! Whoever did this would pay for this destruction of Callie's own equipment!

Moments later, it was revealed that there were tan-ish or brown tufts of fur stuck to the trigger, clearly having gotten caught on the trigger mechanism. Ohhh... whichever furry brunette monster did this would pay for what they've done! Crossing her arms in a fit of anger, Callie announced her vote, "It was probably Whisper who broke my gun!"

Callie is voting for Whisper
 
Orbeck of Vinheim
Status: a second concussion​
It seems as if the outhers had came to a consensus on who the murderer is, in this case it was that humanoid wolf creature (Whisper). From the ink spewing weapon (called a gun apparently), to the burnt fur in the triggering mechanism. Yet it feels as if the entire investigation was going along too well. Regardless, he will have to vote against Whisper.

Orbeck will be voting against Whisper.

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Kanna Kamui

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[Vote: Whisper]

(NOTE: Had a chat with Zamasu Zamasu , said he might not be back after some days due to dealing with something in real life, but says Soap is going for Whisper so add that too.)

thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore ​
 
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PHYSICAL CONDITION: Fine
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MENTIONS: Gundam Watcher 27 Gundam Watcher 27 (Plutia) Necessity4Fun Necessity4Fun (Julie) Thepotatogod Thepotatogod (Whisper/Hiryu) Veradana Veradana (Scias) Chungchangching Chungchangching (Shadman)

In the ensuing investigation Delsin's fears of being possessed by a Dorito have been relieved. Apparently the burns on the back of Plutia's head and body were not caused by fire, but rather by some kind of acidic ink which doesn't really make sense, but Delsin will roll with it considering all that he's seen so far. Also, someone had apparently found a broken ink gun with some tan-colored fur stuck in the trigger. Said ink gun belonged to some squid girl. Seriously, why can't this just be a normal investigation without all kinds of oddballs like acid ink?

Delsin was a smart guy...relatively smart guy, in spite of being a delinquent or hero by profession. It depended on who you asked. Putting his big boy brain to work, he thought about the evidence. The fur seemed to make the culprit out to be some kind of animal or furry. There were quite a few animals or animal-like beings like the Siamese Cat, walking dog man or the anthro-fox. The fox was definitely a suspect because of the fur color, but she looked too much of a cold blooded killer who would actually know how to deal make a clean kill...Delsin has probably watched one too many movies about assassins and hitmen. He was pretty sure a cat wouldn't be able to pull a trigger, much less carry the gun to a position where they could ambush purple hair, but he could be wrong. There was also the possibility of the dog man looking dude to be the perp. He did have opposable thumbs, which would make using the gun pretty easy, paired with the fact that he was crazy tall, meaning he could just smash the gun with ease. Not to be insulting, but that guy's fur was also pretty shaggy, making it likely that it would get caught on the trigger.

This was all just stupid. Bakugan Konami was being an a$$hole as usual, so that was nothing new, but Delsin was getting a bit concerned with how much he pushed people to point fingers and find the killer. That guy only served to incite more panic and irrational decision making in the group. This was not how investigations were supposed go. Mob mentality was scary, Delsin has seen what happens when people think irrationally when Conduits were around them. Riots, demonstrations, and just straight running away was basically every other hour the first couple of days he was in Seattle. To be fair, there wasn't any real consequence to casting a vote, but it was wrong to force people to lynch each other. If only Delsin could strangle him...but that would make Delsin the bad guy and look guilty when he probably wasn't.

Actually, they had a mind reading machine, didn't they? Didn't that guy in the ski mask and all black suggest they look at everyone's brains to find the culprit? Sure it might not work for every future murderer, cause who knows Dorito god might cut a deal, but now that they know there's been a murder, they could easily use it to figure out who was possessed by a Dorito. Man, that was not a phrase Delsin thought he would come to mind. And that guy in black looked kinda familiar...wait...it can't be... It has to be a costume...but considering the kind of weird that has happened, Delsin wouldn't be surprised if this guy was the real Slim Shady Shadman. That was cool, but there were more important things to do that to talk to a rule34 artist. "I'm think it's the tall walking dog dude, but we have a mind reader thingy. Shouldn't we just scan everyone like Shadman said? It would save us the hassle of pointing fingers."

Delsin's Vote: Scias​

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