Roland had moved to join Lawrence over looking when he inspected the gun. It was indeed police force, Roland had seen enough handguns growing up thanks to his dad, and considering Tuck was military he likely also knew that this wasn't the kind of gun some average maintenance guy would have.
Before he could say more, Lawrence was already scittering away.
"Poor guy... terrible day to wake up I guess."
He turned back to the body again. Then at Tuck and the body again before stating very plainly, "s**t. It's s**t Tuck." He nodded to Maebe and her remark about a nasty affair, "Dying is anything but clean."
Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:35 pm
"Well, son" Glenda began, drawing a cigar out her sparkly sliver handbag, "When a fella dies, an' he didn't relieve himself beforehand," she lit the cigar blithely, "sometimes s**t happens."
"It's perficktly nat'ral," she added, puffing away.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:35 pm
Being in such close proximity to the body had cleared up the mystery of the stench fairly quickly. Mimsy stepped away again, smiling over her shoulder at Tuck.
"Oh, certainly not decay. Loss of muscle function would have dictated that..."
She stopped herself from going into depth with words nobody really cared about.
"He relieved himself. Copiously."
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:35 pm
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Jude just sort of slunk in after Maebe, like a blonde haired ghost. His expression spoke of indifference as he replied to her, "I'll try to keep you from dying but I make no promises."
He can't make any promises at all. He looked over at Tuck and said helpfully, "They probably s**t themselves upon death. Most bodies release things when metabolic processes stop... Like their bowels."
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:36 pm
Heidi agreed with the new girl. "Not dying sounds like a pretty awesome goal."
She looked like she was going to be sick when people explained what the smell was, taking a very large step away from the body with a look at Tuck that said if that smell sticks to you I'm never kissing you again.
Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:37 pm
Aleister was watching the commotion and sighed a little.He inspected the man's hands, trying to see if he could tell which he wrote with."I wonder... if we could tell which is his dominate hand...." He remembered the Desert when bugs had infested corpses, giving a small shutter. "I hope that smell doesn't mean we're dealing with the horsemen, or bugs... I hate bugs." He muttered.
Came pookie's voice and rather condensing.
Aleister shook his head as he continued to glance at the mans hands.
"Whoooee, what the hell happened here?" Ian said, peering curiously down and wrinkling his nose in distaste. "Waa faqri, it smells bad. Any leads yet on what was up with the poor b*****d?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:41 pm
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Tuck pretty much only had eyes for Mimsy, because she was the smartest person in the room, bar none.
"You're so smart, Mimsy. I never smelled s**t from someone dyin' before. Death got its own smell, but that funk is somethin' different."
He glanced down at the body again.
"You think all that blood coulda come from one person?"
Thankfully the security guards were back, with someone else in tow, the three of them were discussing something about the gallery. A shorter woman, wearing a simple black dress, hair tied up as usual. She gave some of the Hunters the most incredulous looking expression, being one herself, and then promptly one-eighty degrees turned and left the other way. Nope.
The first of the security guards shrugged while the second nodded. "You're cleared to visit the gallery. You've got one hour in there and no touching the actual displays items."
They were lead one floor down, where they opened a set of doors, and then another set, revealing a beautifully lit galleria of sorts. Several items stood on display, but most notably at the end was a strange piece of artwork.
The two guards closed the door behind them.
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- ALL HUNTERS: if you are late to the party, simply have your character have been chilling around to follow them to part two. WELCOME TO PART 2, good luck solving this part. exclaim If you have not posted yet you are still by all means invited! Everyone is free to try exclaim
- Once again, all investigation must be done in bold red. As you can see there is only one item right now. Evidence once again may be shared.
gaia_crown[ REWARD ]: There is a reward for the first person to solve this riddle and that is THIS.
This is one of the few rare cases where a Hunter's weapon may show up with light signs of Insanity, though thankfully the weapons natural immune system will take care of the rest, after a few turns. Think of it like a virus.
gaia_crown[ INTERROGATION LIMIT ]: A character interrogate a MAXIMUM of 5 things before the time runs out. Think carefully! - You may interrogate by posting anything IN BOLD RED and an action. You can only do ONE ACTION PER POST.
Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:42 pm
A blonde boy came up asking what the smell was.
Heidi said nothing.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:44 pm
Roland looked over his shoulder as Ian poked his way in shrugging, "Shot himself we think. Suicide, not sure why though or why he even has a gun like that." he pointed to the firearm laying in the blood.
Oddly enough the hunters where all gathered up an delivered to the gallery. At this point the doors where shut behind them and they where left alone again.
"... why did they just shut that door?"
Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:45 pm
It was kind of funny when everyone started explaining it. The look on everyones faces was disgust, but Maebe found it.. a little funny.
She picked up the top of her short dress and held it over her mouth, calmly looking at the gunshot wound. "Almost like a work of art." Suicide? Did the gunshot wound and the gun itself match up with that kind of position?
Looks like she wouldn't have a chance to figure that out. (If she even cared.) Because it was time to go look at some real works of art. Good thing too, she didn't want to bring Clarice's dress back smelling like s**t.
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