Second investigation

[letsplayamod]

[Friday has come once again, Typhon’s deadline for the carrot of a motive dangled in front of their faces. Temptations abound and, when the godlings stir in the morning, the air feels thick in a way it hasn’t before. Thunder rumbles outside and the sound of sheets of rain pour down but only ends up pounding against Athena’s protective barrier. No one could ask for a finer umbrella.

There's no more monstrous cyclops threatening your morning. The horses were corralled back to their stables to wind down from the frightening excitement of last Wednesday. From then on, Typhon's threats have once more grown quiet. Everything seems to be... fine.

Still, something feels off.]

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Investigation START

[letsplayamod]

[Once more, to the horror of anyone still outside, red overtakes the sky.]

Parting in such sweet sorrow. It would seem that your “God of Life” has left you. Such is the curse of death, none may escape it, not even the puny gods themselves… None but I.

Go. Find your evidence. I shall call upon you once more when it is time.

[And you're left alone again, with a body, and far too many questions.]

[markofnobility]

What... but this is not a murder!!

[letsplayamod]

Can you be so certain?

Evidence

[letsplayamod]

Total: 28/28

Stables:
- BYE BYE, LIL SEBASTIAN- I mean, Alex.
- Every stall is open now.
- Non-traditional kitchen raid.
- Ropes and twine
- Alex is 5000 candles in the wind
- The door to the paddock has been closed.

Crafts Room:
- Damn, like it just happened 5 minutes ago.
- Straight to the point.
- Battered and bruised.
- Owie sandwich.
- Scoot scoot.
- Something missing...
- Slip 'n' slide.
- Almost but not quite sawed through.

Hallway:
- Slip 'n' Slide part 3
- The Winons are going to have a time buffing out these floors
- Equines. Equines everywhere.
- Can you hoofprint a horse the way you fingerprint a human?
- Two of Them.
- At least it's not mannequins.
- That's SUSPICIOUS. That's WEIRD.

Lift Room:
- Even in here it's greasy.
- Scoot scoot part 2.

Training Grounds:
- Where rope?
- Snip.
- ...something found.
- QuarkCork?
- One mystery solved but still Creepy As Hell.

Kitchen:
- That's...that's alota olive oil.
- The cookware is the real victim here
- a candle and matches and twine, oh my

Crafts Room

[letsplayamod]

[No culprit, Alex only, Final Destination]

[necromants]

[Well. He's already here. If we're expected to carry out another trial for our lives, then he may as well pitch in. Besides, most people would probably be upset about examining Alex right after he died, but Zvei...? Well, he's Zvei.]

I don't mind if you want to stay, but I'm going to examine him.

[That's said to anyone who wants to hang around, just so they aren't surprised when he starts poking and prodding. So! Let's talk Alex. Lay out the scene for me, mods. He's been pierced by several sharp chisels, do the exact locations matter?]

[cannotunravel]

[Misane doesn't like that Typhon has decided this is a murder. Well, looking at the corpse won't help figure anything out -- the cause of death is crystal clear. So...there's one thing to figure out:

Is this a murder?

So Misane moves to where the shelf used to be, intending to examine the place it had been attached at. She has to figure out if it was loosened on purpose or something]

[stringup]

[ Well. Guess even the crafts room doesn't get to stay sacred.

She's lingering here, since...after all that, she figures she may as well start here. Is there anything unusual about the shelf that fell on Alex? ]

AREA CLEAR

[letsplayamod]

Stables

[letsplayamod]

[Woah nelly and other horse phrases]

[markofnobility]

[Ferdinand wasn't even trying to investigate exactly. Because, he just... so wants this not to be a murder. No matter what Typhon said. Surely the horses broke free on their own. So he's just... leading the poor things back home numbly]

CLEAR

[letsplayamod]

Hallway

[letsplayamod]

[Between the Stables and Crafts room jsyk]

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Omega follows the trail of oil into the hallway and is determined to follow it to its end…what does he find? ]

[pariunt]

[Right. Okay.

He needs to get out of the room filled with the smell of blood. He might as well make himself useful. Is there anything immediately off?]

CLEAR

[letsplayamod]

Lift Room

[letsplayamod]

[Can this raise your spirits? Probably not.]

[latinumsbetter]

[Alright, Team Space Sads is here now, what's up, you monsters]

[sweetsynergy]

[What've we got here besides a sad Ferengi?]

AREA CLEAR

[letsplayamod]

Training Grounds

[letsplayamod]

[Sports skills are life skills]

[murchada]

[she ends up here at some point. she doesn't know when. but she'll look around for anything... off.]

[raisethemoon]

[ Luna, too, thinks that this must have been an accident. How could someone have deliberately done something like that? But she simply can't bear being in that place any longer; with a sob, she spreads her wings and flies out of the stable window.

She lands on the training grounds, and flops down onto the ground next to one of Alex's first aid caches. Is there anything that can be seen from here? While she's crying? ]

[tailoredfate]

[A trap. If Typhon is calling this a murder, then it must be like last week. Meaning this must have been intentional.

... Aglaea doesn't feel cold, doesn't feel numb. She just feels calm. They have to find out what happened. And they will.

As the others are splitting up, she'll slip in behind Cerejeira and Luna as they spread out through the training grounds. First up: is anything here missing?]

Kitchen

[letsplayamod]

[This place will never know peace.]