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?????? 10/8
WHO: All of Yogen
WHAT: Something is brewin...about to begin.....
WHEN: 10/8 afternoon
WHERE: Everywhere!
WARNINGS: ┐(´ー｀)┌ Will update if needed.
[sometime in the afternoon, after the student council wraps up for the day, someone takes control of the overhead system. the voice sounds some sort of way, but it starts anyway.]
Good afternoon! I’ve decided to break up the monotony and the dreadful tones we’ve had over this past week with a little game. It’s a scavenger hunt of sorts, because I have information on some of the murders that you all haven’t figured out.
But I’m not going to just give it to you, so you’ll have to participate!
I’ll give you the first clue.
“On the rare occasion that the average detective takes a break, he needs somewhere to store his things. Small, perhaps, but he may have something deadly to hide!”
Let’s see how you do!
[the audio cuts off...
but then a message pops up on the message boards.]
u can help each other out!! but u gotta do a little bit of leg work!! u wont win just by sitting around talking 2 each other on here!!
remember: friendship is magic!!! (˶◕‿◕˶✿)
oh, oh, oh!!
You have until midnight to find me.
Fail, and face erasure of the facts.
WHAT: Something is brewin...about to begin.....
WHEN: 10/8 afternoon
WHERE: Everywhere!
WARNINGS: ┐(´ー｀)┌ Will update if needed.
[sometime in the afternoon, after the student council wraps up for the day, someone takes control of the overhead system. the voice sounds some sort of way, but it starts anyway.]
Good afternoon! I’ve decided to break up the monotony and the dreadful tones we’ve had over this past week with a little game. It’s a scavenger hunt of sorts, because I have information on some of the murders that you all haven’t figured out.
But I’m not going to just give it to you, so you’ll have to participate!
I’ll give you the first clue.
“On the rare occasion that the average detective takes a break, he needs somewhere to store his things. Small, perhaps, but he may have something deadly to hide!”
Let’s see how you do!
[the audio cuts off...
but then a message pops up on the message boards.]
u can help each other out!! but u gotta do a little bit of leg work!! u wont win just by sitting around talking 2 each other on here!!
remember: friendship is magic!!! (˶◕‿◕˶✿)
oh, oh, oh!!
You have until midnight to find me.
Fail, and face erasure of the facts.
no subject
Some more than others, maybe.
[...
He puts the paper back in it's place in the locker 'for the next person', his bandaged hand returning to his pocket in thought and also implicit offer, because that flicker of shadow he saw earlier has him on high alert about being watched even as he's not entire sure he wasn't seeing things again. Rantaro knows the trick, and Shin has the small shard he pried off of one of the school mirrors after the Komaeda disaster... just in case. This close to the edge mightn't be a good place for it though.]
Ahaha, sorry, that's a bit mean. This thing... it likes to stir them up, that's all.
no subject
( oh jeez, he's been caught red-handed on that one, hasn't he? his eyes flicker with interest towards that lamp again though, because he'd figured his line made for a pretty logical response here. for the topic to be pursued anyway... guess it makes sense if there's some kind of history with that thing. either way, he shakes his head, smiling in that way he does when he's not all that pleased with the way things are developing, but doesn't really have anyone but himself to blame. )
Nah, you're not wrong, and it's not exactly a secret anyway.
( so he'll wave his hand, like he's trying to dismiss any of the heavier air around them, even if his success is probably pretty limited by the circumstances. )
It's just something simple though, so I wouldn't want to go making a bigger deal of it than it is, y'know? It'll come back to me eventually.
( or something.
it's just like when you misplace your keys — you can't forget something that important forever, right? )
no subject
[Even knowing roughly where the holes in his own memory are, and now why they're there... they still haven't come back, two years after the fact. At some point he'd just... given up, like on a lot of things. The light threw some shadows up on the wall but he hasn't tried peering deeply with it just yet.
Still, his arm relaxes, now just resting in his pocket rather than being there with implication. Shin's so used to hiding his reactions and being picked up on from the things that slip through anyway, that sometimes doing it deliberately and not being understood is like stepping down a staircase and missing a step. And at the end of the day... he's not Sara, running around using this on absolutely everyone with voracious curiosity. If it doesn't concern him...]
Well... it's not any of my business. [He says, after having brought it up.] Is that the only clue so far?
[He knows about the dropped one from the network, and maybe that could use some UV light while he's here just to discount the possibility again... but also he's fishing a little with his own sort of curiosity.]