The Third Investigation

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[Well, it's probably a good sign that each Champion still awakes in their own bed, and not in a completely random dimension. Or a bad sign, depending on how you look at it.

Still, there doesn't seem to be much amiss on the main floor of the space station... Except for a kind of cloying smell that very faintly lingers in the air around the teleporter.

(There is no body in the cafeteria, but it is a surprise place that will help us out later.)

>Investigate?]

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[Silly Osomatsu there's no more bodies after a body announcement! Usually.

Anyway, that cloying smell is here although not as severe as it is on the second floor.

But there's. Liquor bottles everywhere. Looks like someone had the right idea.]

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[Listen he's dumb he doesn't know things...

But yeah, he's not going to miss those bottles.]

...what the hell? Who got this much booze?

[He did not get a SINGLE booze how dare??

But despite his complaining he'll come closer to where the bottles are strewn. How many are there, other than a lot?]

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[If one person drank all of it, they wouldn't be sitting upright let alone standing or walking anywhere. Looks like the communal booze stash needs restocked badly.]

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[There's definitely a story here, good lord. Maybe whoever did the zombie killin' needed to drink the memory away, or something.

But okay, bottles. Bottles everywhere. Osomatsu's going to be careful not to trip over one as he looks over the floor a little more. Nobody got into like, a drunk fight with her or something right...]

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[No signs of a struggle, but... There is a trail of red fluid leading up to the teleporter.]

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[THAT'S WEIRD...Osomatsu pushes a bottle aside with his foot as he walks over to where the red fluid is to get a closer look.

How's this red fluid looking, like more of wan-chan's not-blood? He hasn't seen it yet unlike some people here, thank god.]

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[Yes, exactly. It has a cloying sickeningly sweet odor to it, like rotting meat and chemicals.

Do Not. Put It. In Your Mouth.]

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[Um you can't tell him what to do?

...but no even Osomatsu isn't going to lick the floor, he can identify it from the smell just fine if he's gotta.

Bottles, floor not-blood we aren't allowed to lick, anything else of note in here?]

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[There is in fact something else on the floor! It's small and thin - pick it up for a closer look?]

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[...is it something he wants to pick up, he's scare]

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[It's an finger! :D]

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[THEN YEAH UH HE'S NOT PICKING THAT UP WHAT THE FUCK]

......gross.

[It...it's a zombie finger, right.]

fingore

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[It is. On the bright side, it probably just fell off?]

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[That's...good, he guesses.

Is there anything else in here he should be looking out for? Any more stray body parts?]

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[Nope you clear.]