[ WEEK THREE – INVESTIGATION ]

[chiefexe]

INVESTIGATION

The beach is quiet, eerily so. All animals, all insect noise, all gusts of wind have come to a complete stop this morning. The only sound is that of the ocean, but even that seems muted. Everything is hushed and as the doors of the huts opens, the only sensation that rings utterly true today is this: One of your own is gone. And now, as the rules state, it is your job to discover their fate. Welcome to the investigation post! If your character decides to search an area, please post the name of the location in your header and wait for the mod replies. Anything to discover or not to will be indicated during the course of the thread. After the body is discovered, an announcement will be made and characters are free to spend the rest of the afternoons how they like. If there are any questions, please shoot a message either to this journal or at tikirobo.

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[jokered]

Nah, that would spoil my fun.

[he'll let her lead because ladies first??? or maybe because he just wants to poke her between the shoulderblades.

gotta have a little amusement before everything inevitably goes to shit.]

[spinatalltale]

[SMACKS AT HIS HAND people are dead, Akira Kurusu]

And you're spoiling mine!

But I imagine whatever we find today will spoil both of ours, so I guess it all evens out in the end.

[chiefexe]

[ haha, nerds.

anyway, there's only one thing in the longhouse today and that is Cream Soda, who is taking a very sleepy nap in the middle of the room. in a patch of sun coming through the window. aw, kitty. ]

[jokered]

Probably.

[though opening the door to seeing cream soda is. unexpected.]

...Meow?

[literally he has no idea how else to respond to this situation, there's a liger just napping in the longhouse on dieday.]

[spinatalltale]

[AKIRA]

[that's okay though, because Magilou-- who is very familiar with giant monsters and got to pet the liger last week at the trial-- is immediately heading over towards the napping kitty]

Woof woof! ☆

[. . . she's approaching cautiously, but confidently, keeping an eye out for any, uh. blood. or body parts. that might be in Cream Soda's mouth or in her general vicinity]

[chiefexe]

[ cream soda is very offended by this misspecing, actually. she is a liger, not a dog. or a housecat.

which means cream soda opens a lazy eye and stares at the both of them, yawning but not picking up her head. but now that they're closer, they're going to see something tangled up in her mane. ]

[jokered]

I'm sorry. Roar. I have to work on that.

[akira, stop apologizing to cream soda? or maybe don't, because he wants to be on good terms with a giant cat.

he likes cats.

he misses his cat.

in any case.]

Did she have a snack last night? [eh. he'll approach, but he kind of lets magilou take the lead a bit if only because she already pet cream soda, that's probably a helpful thing right now.]

[spinatalltale]

Good question. She sure does look a little plump this morning.

[pulls up a bright!! cheery!! smile!! okay it's not cheery at all it's just one of her usual smirks]

He~y, girl. Enjoying your nap? Don't mind if I join you.

[kneels next to Cream Soda and reaches out to pat her head, but she's trying to get a better look at what is tangled in that mane before she tries to untangle it]

[chiefexe]

[ stop calling her fat. in fact, as if to prove she isn't fat, cream soda is going to roll over onto her back and sort of... insist upon tummy rubs.

and if you give her tummy rubs, you'll notice what's tangled in her mane! it kind of looks like a necklace...?

oh, a necklace made of teeth, actually. ]

[jokered]

[she's not fat, she's beautiful the way she is.]

Give her some good pets and tummy rubs, Magilou.

[...]

I'll work on untangling... this.

[t h i s. this questionable situation. tooth necklace. his fingers are clever enough to do this, probably, but he'll still be careful because he doesn't want to lost a hand to cream soda.]

Easy, girl... [he means only good and well here.]

[spinatalltale]

[her eyes narrow as soon as she catches sight of that. . . that. but her grin remains, the edges as sharp as ever]

[Magilou lets Akira do the untangling while she AGGRESSIVELY RUBS CREAM SODA'S BELLY. good cat!! good liger. good liger!!]

Oho. . . and the macabre display continues. Or did Cream Soda just decide to try out a new fashion item? Did you, girl?

[BELLY RUBS]

[. . .]

[can she poke Cream Soda's toe beans too :c]

[chiefexe]

[ yes, she can poke at cream soda's toe beans too.

honestly, cream soda is just a lazy cat who is going to soak up aaaaall the affection you guys want to deliver on her. she doesn't fuss at all for akira's untangling, and might even lick his face once he gets the necklace free.

and she'll be here all day too, if you guys decide you want to come back later and cover her in kisses and tummy rubs some more. ]

[jokered]

[okay, for all that he necklace is kind of gross and it is questionable why cream soda has it... she's a cute. a good liger. a very good liger and he will. probably, honestly come back later to cover her in kisses and tummy rubs because he is weak to cats of all sizes.]

Good girl. There you go, no more weird things stuck in your fur.

[he'll give her some rubs first anyway, even though they probably shouldn't delay returning things to the box.]

[spinatalltale]

[HONESTY MAGS IS COMING BACK LATER TOO??? they can love the liger together. Cream Soda is a good deadly cat]

[she gives Cream Soda one last pat before pulling back and pushing herself to her feet]

Well, should we get going? We have a box to fill.

[jokered]

[they can have a long, stress relieving session of giving cream soda some well-deserved love. a good cat, she's a good cat.]

Yeah.

[one last rub before he pushes himself to his feet.]

We have to see what he others found, anyway.

[spinatalltale]

Hopefully not earrings made out of ears!

[HA HA. . .]

[. . .]

[her sense of humor is awful]

[jokered]

If we find that, I'm building a raft and living in the middle of the ocean until this is over.

[gross.]

[spinatalltale]

[gross]

And what, risk getting eaten by a shark? That doesn't sound fun.

[jokered]

At least that would be a normal way to go if you're going to be stuck as a castaway.

[better than probably any other way to go on this shitty island.]

[spinatalltale]

Personally, I'd rather be eaten by Cream Soda.

Sharks are too smelly.

[IMPORTANT. . . THINGS TO CLARIFY. . .]

[jokered]

...How many sharks have you smelled?

[spinatalltale]

Approximately eleven and a half.

[none]

[jokered]

So. Zero.

[he's onto u, friendo.]

[spinatalltale]

[what the fuck don't call her out like this]

You don't know! I was born in the ocean, remember? It took me two days to swim all the way to the surface!

[jokered]

[it's fun to call her out like this. again. the little things before it all goes to shit again.]

Could it be... you're actually half-shark? Maybe the pointy ears are really fins.