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( TRIAL - WEEK 4 )
 At exactly 11:30 am, all residents who are still asleep will be jolted awake by a sharp, burning pain that spreads across their whole body. A simple look will reveal no visible injuries, oddly enough, and the pain will fade away as soon as they're properly awake. Those early birds who are already up and about will feel nothing — except maybe a strange, mysterious sense of relief as they go on about their business. Lucky them. Moments later, an announcement will come through the static-filled PA system: And true to his words, anyone who doesn't make their way to the Outdoor Dining Area before noon will be dragged kicking and screaming regardless of where they've sequestered themselves. Sucks to be you, huh? Upon arriving there, however, residents will be given the menu, one copy of the rulebook, one pencil, one notepad, and a cheque folder. Due the Kitchen and Dining Hall getting wrecked, lunch and dinner will mostly consist of grilled and barbecued menu items. Hamburgers, hotdogs, salads, and items that require little preparation — all the residents have to do is ask in order to receive. Similarly, all beverages will be retrieved from a hundred quart cooler that has been placed by the side of the pool. Not as fancy as usual, but at least the pool is clean now. Some inflatable pool toys lazily swim in the water, along with pool noodles. Every now and then, the waters will vibrate to the sound of buzz saws and assorted power tools. Looks like the Disposal Room, Dining Hall and Kitchen are under reparations. A tent has been placed over the area to shield the residents from the sun, and to make up from the lack of transparencies everyone will receive a small booklet containing each resident's profile. They look a little bit like shitty PowerPoint presentation handouts, but maybe it's part of the charm. The profiles of the deceased are included, as always. A second tent has been set up in the parking lot, complete with an air conditioning on the inside. Its use will become rapidly apparent once the victims corpses have been wheeled in. Anyone who wishes to step into this area will be asked to wash their hands, and will be given a pair of latex-free gloves and a hairnet by a staff members who is stationed nearby. Residents are required to dispose of both items before returning to their table; a trash bin is available outside of the tent for this purpose. Evidence found during the investigation, on the other hand, will be displayed in a table by the pool shed. Any items found by the residents on Friday will be displayed here for further examination. Finally — one of the grandfather clocks has been kidnapped from its respective floor to show the current hour. Please do remember you have until 9:00 PM to figure out whodunit and cast your vote. And if anyone tries to leave the area before the trial is over? They'll discover an invisible wall blocking their path.  Characters will be given nine (9) hours to discuss everything related to the investigation to hopefully solve the mystery behind this week's murder. No one will be allowed to leave the Pool/Outdoor Dining Area (the pool shed will also be locked), and all characters must cast their vote before 9PM EST. You may do so on this week's voting page. If you have any questions or doubts, shoot us a PM or a PP over at voting | profiles | menu | locations | ic rulebook |
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If Perc digs deep inside of his pockets, he'll find Ryou was a bit of a hoarder. He'll find the following items:
- a ring of unmarked keys
- two folded up pieces of paper, one of them looking to be part of a newspaper
- a ripped and scribbled piece of paper with the numbers "108.2" written on it in a haste
- a Clue Token
Whatcha gonna do? ]
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aside from that, he'll examine the keys further to see if there's anything signifying what they were used for. after that, he'll unfold and inspect every piece of paper more thoroughly, starting with the newspaper. ]
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The keys are mostly unmarked, looking to be varying in size. The second key he looks over is marked STATION #11 on the metal.
As he goes onto check the newspaper, he can read that this is not gibberish! Yes. Score. ]
THE FIRST BLESSING IN TROUBLE?
After five years of development and the pre-approval of the Yuggoth Radio Tower, it seems like Lake Crotin may have a sister blessing in the works. The multimillion dollar project is slated for early next month but that does not mean the Lake will be forgotten about. A select few people will focus their efforts on restoring the Lake as opposed to the new Radio Tower.
Lake Crotin, the foundation of our way of life, has undergone a recent deepwater cleaning to remove any impending toxicity to the water. After the shocking revelation that radiation levels were present with the erosion of the rockbed, officials have made it their number one concern to preserve this Blessing. With limited machinery available, teams of divers will begin next Friday on addressing the source of this impurity.
"We've done our best over the years, like our fathers and grandfathers before us. The Lake's purity is crucial not only because of our religion, but our well-being. Last month's fishing supply was cut by half and the Lake was closed down for an entire week because of complaints from tourists. Something has to change, and we hope this is it," says Steven Struggs, local fishery owner.
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[ please give him a second, he's scribbling this all down onto his notepad so they don't lose it. he has half a mind to take those keys as well (if he can), so you better Shut The Hell Your Mouth Craftly.
anything on the paper that reads 108.2? ]
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There's nothing on the paper besides 108.2! There is another folded piece of paper, though. ]
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He gets the following: ]
Sandra,
You'll LOVE it up here! The stories — the magazines, golly they weren't lying. Ever since landing this job with the Rangers, I've felt nothing but peace here. I've found that my gout has begun to heal, I haven't had an allergy flare up and I've been promoted twice in the six months I've arrived at Yuggoth. I'm blessed, truly so! I almost have enough money to get you and the kids out here. The first train next month, I'd say.
I don't know how people can deny the First Blessing. Even the tourists are booking the Innsmouth in mass to stay here now. But, I have an "in" with the Mayor's assistant — she helped me find one of the few remaining duplexes on the southside, so we will be ready to go next month. I can't believe they can't keep up with the influx of people trying to move back. I knew the disbelievers would be back. I only hope the Church remembers those who abandoned them...
Please, don't question it — just come here and see. People have been losing faith on the First Blessing since I was a little boy, but it's real. I promise you.
How are the kids? I miss you so much. More than you'd ever know. I'm including some photographs of the Lake and the duplex — no furniture of course, but it's really ours! I love you, Sandra.
- Alan
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to avoid making the same mistake again, he'll be taking ryou's shoes off and inspecting his arms again. are the scars simply a byproduct of the explosion, or do they appear to be something else? ]
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When he looks at the shoes, he'll notice they are quite muddy — as if he was out in, oh, I don't know, nature or something! ]
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annnd into his pocket they go. sorry, ryou! ]