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 Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 3:40 pm
Quote: Investigation! For my reference only In this thread or other rp threads, your hunter needs to talk to other characters to find out information on the council's slaughter. They can be both PCs and NPCs.
- at some point during the investigation, roll 1d10 to determine how suspicious a character seems. This can be due to their behaviour, appearance, words, smelliness, or outside factors (like dramatic lighting, inexplicable serial killer soundtracks playing in the background, random npcs muttering suspicious accusations.) Or anything else you care to make up.
-- 1: seems totally innocent
-- 5: seems to be hiding something
-- 10: probably murdered them all
Once your investigation reaches a rolled tally of 30, your hunter can write up their report and be done with it (though feel free to continue on for the hell of it.) Otto shuffled out of the office of H. It was time to do some work. Some hard work. An investigation. Hell, this was some real Death Hunter s**t, and he intended to put his all into it. He only had one week after all. How to start? It was daunting, but he had to start somewhere. So a passing hunter would do until he gathered more clues. Quote: Otto is performing an investigation into the murder of the council! Feel free to post in here if you'd like to get investigated!
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 3:51 pm
For the most part, Deryk had been avoiding a lot of people, not really feeling like dealing with much. A lot of things were still weighing down on him, and so he was keeping to himself a lot more than usual. He'd do some work, or some training on his own. But as far as free time went, he pretty much stayed in his room for the most part.
And that was where he was headed, as he slowly made his way through the hall with his hood pulled up over his head.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 3:52 pm
Lex would be one of Otto's victims, it seemed. He was passing by the good Doctor's office himself, trying to avoid being a coffee slave for some of the more cowardly techs, so he could actually get real work done. Researching the Old Gods, starting Latin, even running a few FEAR content tests on a rather new minipet that someone had brought in.
Seeing Otto though, the taller man made a pit stop. "Otto! How's it going?" He called, a bright smile and cheery wave in the package. Always good to see his wingman.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 3:55 pm
Ofelia was actually trying to look into stuff on her own, mostly because she'd told Deryk she would (and she kept promises....sort of), and today had her wanting to visit the area where the council had been killed. Even if she couldn't get in....legally, it wasn't much going to stop her right?
Maybe it would, or maybe seeing others in front of her might.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 3:57 pm
Molly was going along, and minding her own business, until she saw a familiar Death coat and wanted to check up on Deryk, since she hadn’t seen him around for a while.
The Mist trainee chased the hunter down the hall, about to call out his name with a wide smile when she skidded to a stop nearby, her boots squealing on the floor as there seemed to be a small…gaggle gathering already. Curls bounced as Molly looked over at Lex, Deryk, Ofie and Otto, and she beamed.
“Hi guys!” She called out cheerfully. “How are you all doing?”
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:03 pm
And oh how the sacrifices landed in his lap. Otto stared at the approaching figures from all sides, eyes gazing at or past them as he pondered how to go about this. He didn't feel comfortable doing this in front of the office. Icy blue eyes shifted around until he thought of something.
"Sup dude. Hi Molly." He flicked a hand toward the end of the hall. "Um.. can ya'll c'mere a sec? I need yer help with somthin'." The teen nodded his head to head to the nearest commons room.
Once there, he sat comfortably on the edge of one of the arms of a sofa. "Kay, so like... ya'll heard about what happened to the council, yeah?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:04 pm
It was a rare afternoon free, and Jerry had plans to spend it outside with some very important Jerry-Time. Guitar in hand, he marched forth like a man on a mission. Only for once, that mission hopefully had no possibilities of accidental death. First thing was first, though, he aught to stop in and see if the labs were finished with that artifact yet or not. He hummed as he passed through, half glancing at the others all around. It seemed busy, today!
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MoonKitsune rolled 0-sided dice:
Total: 0 (-0)
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:07 pm
Melvin worked in the Life labs, and was one of those lackeys who often got sent to get coffee. Today he was just coming back from dropping off some blank forms to a group over in the runic department before going back to see if he could rip out 7 sheets of paper that had jammed themselves into the printer. Brilliant minds his a**! The techs could think he was dumb because he was a trainee, but at least HE knew how to use a damn printer.
Walking through, he noticed a pileup in the hallway and was not much in the mood. People in his way. People in his way. MOVE!!!! This wasn't time to have a water-cooler chat here, and there wasn't even a water-cooler around! (and he wouldn't drink from one in Life if he was dying of thirst).
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:08 pm
Ofelia waved more than happy to Molly, pleased to show off that she wasn't in bandages anymore, and she sort of...moved closer to the other redhead's side with Lex there. She would have moved to Deryk because he was sort of the cause of this, but then Otto was talking and motioned them all forward into a commons area.
Once there, well? "Uh...vaguely? No, wait, yeah, Ah heard." Ofelia was trying to be all Sherlock Holmes about it after all but yeah, nothing was working. She had other things on her mind. "Why ya askin'?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:08 pm
Szczeosny was walking alongside Mimsy, and a lot more chattery than he usually was. But then again, this time he wasn't speaking English. His normally garishly green hair was now half black with tiny, bright blue spots here and there. He paused now and then if someone stared too long, the paranoid thoughts rising to the surface just a little too quickly.
He was assured the effects of the inkjar would wear off eventually.
"Nie jesteś naprawdę zła dla początkujących. A może jestem po prostu ulżyło usłyszeć kogoś mówiącego mój język po raz pierwszy w nieskończoność." Szczeosny just waved his arms above his head in an expression of surprise and relief, practically grinning. "Czuję się jak mogę w końcu porozmawiać z kimś, chociaż."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:12 pm
Following Otto into the room after giving Molly and Ofie both a little wave of greeting, Lex took a seat next to Otto, smiling at the group until Otto brought the subject of the council up.
Lex's face went flat, corners of his lips twitching. "Yes...quite awful, really."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:15 pm
The afternoon sun was still high in the sky when Leon returned from his grueling morning workout. The chance to stay away from the labs and the data about the hunters dominant and recessive traits was a day of ease to the life trainee. Genetics was incredibly taxing and to do it on such a scale with the amount of individuals here was painstakingly overwhelming. So he welcomed and relished a day away from that. Taking a pleasant walk around seemed to do wonders as he came across a few of the more tolerable people here. "Well Salutations." he said in greeting, waving an arm at the collection in the halls and grinned at them when the blond idiot called them over. "You're having us look for your last brain cell Otto?" he said in jest and quickly sobered at the talk of the council. "Yeah, heard about it. was told it wasn't a pretty sight."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:18 pm
Molly waved to Ofie and to Lex, and beamed more so at Lex as well. New person! As Otto ushered them over to the couch in a common room though, Molly followed, looking back at the stragglers. “Guys!” She spoke in a hushed voice. “Otto said he wanted us at in the common room if you’re interested!” She then waved them on, and took a seat near Lex since it was the closest seat to Otto. She also couldn’t help but lean over and murmur.
“Hello! My name is Molly, and I don’t believe we met before! It’s nice to meet you!” She then held her hand out for him to shake, and looked back over at Otto, her face immediately pulling into a worried frown. “Yes…I heard too, and it is awful…bless their hearts…”
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:24 pm
Melvin and Jerry were spotted. But how to flag them down? Technology.He stayed where he was in the commons room of the labs, typing into his phone. Text from Otto: hey, got any info about the council? they got offed some time ago. Otto's gaze went cold as he stared up at Leon. He hated attacks on his intelligence and his maturity. It pissed him off something awful. He ignored it for now. He had better things to do than react to a petty jab. For now. "Yeah, that. I don't get how a whole group of people can get murdered without any witnesses. Or at least some kinda signs." Keeping it casual, as much as he could. The southern boy scratched his neck, shifting his gaze. "I guess I was just wonderin' if any of ya seen anythin'. Or heard anythin'. Its creepy yanno? That someone can get away with murder lie that and not leave any evidence."AstaraeI Roll Target: Szczeosny -- 1: seems totally innocent -- 5: seems to be hiding something -- 10: probably murdered them all The sudden sound of a foreign language had Otto tilting his head to the source. What was he saying? What was with those gestures?
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:26 pm
"Mam jeszcze...uh, wiele nauczyć," Mimsy responded, brushing off the small compliment. Language was, at least, something that could be learned and mastered to an extent, so speaking to both of her friends in their native languages was a challenge that she was ready to accept. It wasn't nearly as endless as trying to discover the secrets of dark matter, or dissecting the finer points of quantum physics.
She tugged awkwardly on one of her pigtails, the color of the braid seemingly dyed to match Lucky's. What were the others doing here? Were they looking at her? One of them just laughed at her, didn't they?
"But I do know--" She paused, glancing at the small gathering with a great deal of suspicion, side-stepping away from them before returning her attention to Lucky. "Mój poduszkowiec jest pełen węgorzy!"
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