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( INVESTIGATION - WEEK 5 )
![]() Promptly at 8:00 AM, both of the Grandfather clocks will begin to ring, the sound traveling to every corner of the motel. All residents will wake up as if it was any other morning. There's the usual hum from the air conditioner units and the sound of harsh wind blowing against the windows. While the sun may not have ever set, the amount of times the Grandfather clock rings makes it clear: it's time to get up and greet the brand new day. However... something seems off. Maybe it's a shiver of cold leaving a trail of frost on your skin or a burning sensation in your chest — but it feels like something is drawing you out of your room and into the outdoor hallways. Where will you go? Welcome to the investigation log! Please put the name of the location your character will be exploring in the subject header. If you plan on grouping up with someone else for a location, we ask that you keep it to 2-3 characters maximum. Once you're all set and ready to rumble, mods will be here to provide evidence if found and set the scene for investigation events. Happy body hunting! ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard |


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It isn't your request to deny, Mr. Author.
[at least this time his anger is running cold]
If not the Photographer, then not you.
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I'll do it. It wouldn't be the first time I copied something down for trial.
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[Dipper dont be obtuse]
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[breathes out deeply]
Thanks.
I'll take you to it.
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Sure. Whatever.
[... huh.]
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Okay. . . let's go.
[TO THE GARDEN]
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You know, when I learned forgery this summer, I didn't think it would ever actually be useful.
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The most mundane skills always come in the most handy when you least expect it.
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[but he is still deadpan. there's a moment of hesitation when they get to the graveyard, but he goes on to copy]
... Akira killed himself, huh.
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[HEADING TO THE GARDEN WITH DIPPER BYE NOW]
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[:)]
[his smile is sharp, unfriendly. full of false pleasantness]
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You may have reservations about me, but I have them about you. [:)] So let's do this fairly.
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Yukina is out there, keeping an eye on the message.
Both of us can go.
[to keep :) an eye :) on the other]
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[He saw Emily's corpse. He held Clem while she was shaking.]
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[sorry, Dirk. he isn't budging]
. . . if the Photographer isn't willing, then Dipper is. As long as it's not me.
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He turns away, trying to control the hands that have turned to fists.]
This better all end tomorrow.
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[he falls quiet, before turning on his heel, showing Dirk his back]
It's up to you.
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Fuck you. Don't you dare fuckin' claim responsibility for every one of us and then turn around and act like it's all out of your hands now that we know. Don't you fuckin' dare act like you're just passive pieces after you decided to make everyone else into exactly that.
Own up. You aren't close to done being responsible for all this yet.
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