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[Open] Dr. Medic's Sleepaway Funtimes Camp

I. So girl keep telling me [network post]

[About three hours after the whole post-Esmeeting kerfuffle, every phone included in the Executor group chat suddenly blares loudly with an incoming post that appears to have every possible alert and priority notice the person writing it could find attached to it.]

ANYONE WHO ATE ANYTHING AT ESME'S HOUSE REPORT TO MEDIC IMMEDIATELY YOU ARE POISONED

[Well, you can't accuse her of burying the lede.]

i'm in my lab in invidia [The exact address and coordinates of the lab are attached along with the message, including a helpful photo of a scribbled map just in case anyone is really bad with directions.] if you ate ANY of the food esme served or if you're feeling sick, come here so i can treat you
if you find someone unconscious or unable to move on their own, BRING THEM HERE
if you don't have anyone around and think you need help getting here, reply to this message immediately

i threw up, so i tested some of the leftovers i took home
and that food is very, very poisoned
(also, if you brought leftovers home, don't eat them)

II. pick me up whenever i'm feeling down [in-person log]

[True to her word, Medic is ready and waiting in her lab the second anyone arrives.]

[The living room of the apartment she commandeered has been turned into a makeshift hospital. She's dragged cushions and mattresses in, laying them out on the floor and covering them with clean sheets and blankets to make sickbeds. Next to every bed is a glass of water and a bowl for, uh. Any stomach issues you might have to deal with.]

[Anyone healthy who walks in the door will be cheerfully pressganged into nursing duty.]

[The beds are set up facing the living room's lone TV, but well... this is Invidia. Guess who's probably on every channel.]

[You might have better luck with putting on a movie, but no one actually saw this coming, which means your available selection consists exclusively of stuff Medic brought with her from the Limbo library when she came down to Invidia. By which we mean exactly one film.]

[Whether having to see Esme's face is better or worse than watching Brutal Instinct again is a choice you're going to have to make amongst yourselves.]

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investistation if you will -

[Someone has to be Phoenix's eyes, for obvious reasons, while they go see if/how they want to set up here. Hard for the girls to get much attention if they can't actually get on screen, and hard for the boys to show everyone how terrible Esme is likewise.

Still, Chiron finds it odd that Phoenix asked him specifically. Their budding idea of a plan, sure, but... There's been bickering. You know there has been.

But to the broadcast station in the eerily quiet warehouse district they go.]

Musty. Seems this place could use a good cleaning. I will admit, while I seem to have some bare understanding of electronics and engineering, I haven't much used something in this realm.

That's fine. If we can get some rough idea of what we're to be working with and relay as much to the others, we can determine the technologically capable sort among us from there.

[...he's presuming, reasonably so, that this is a bit beyond his grasp.]

But even that aside, I feel it a good idea to secure the location and prevent Esme locking it down one way or another. I'd dare say this is something of the seat of her power, in a way.

Alright gang, there's three rooms for you to check out: A large pair of double doors that lead into the main studio but then two corridors on either side that lead to the storage room and control room respectively.

Which one do you want to investigate first?

[Big room seems obvious. Studio might have the set up that they'll want to be familiar with if they actually film things here. But ~~video game logic says go through the other directions first~~ Chiron nudges Phoenix toward the control room.]

The studio seems to be ahead, and then halls on either side. I believe the magic happens this way, to the controls. Let's make sure things here even still work at all.

Right. I'd presume that should be our priority, anyway.

[how haunted is the control room]

ZOMBIE GHOSTS CHEW YOUR FACES OFF AS SOON AS YOU OPEN THE DOOR no i'm just fucking around.

Just like the rest of the station, the control room has that same sad feeling of neglect lingering in the air. It appears to have been abandoned quite suddenly, though, given the state of the place – there's some belongings scattered across the surfaces and a bin still brimming trash under the bank of controls that all suggest the people here were expecting to come back to it.

And for Phoenix, he'll notice that it's dead silent in here. Even the gentle rumble of the city outside has been put on mute – the whole room seems to be soundproofed.

...This city must have functioned like relative normal before Esme woke up. Like it was all abandoned in a hurry once she rose to power. This has all been used, just not recently.

[okay well let's take a look at the belongings for any clues and y'know nudge the trash with a foot since it is bolded and I do not like that--is it weird that there's trash in the afterlife? That seems weird.

he'll fuck around with the controls eventually but let's see what this poking around does first]

The belongings on the desk aren't super interesting – just the sort of things you might expect folks working in a TV environment to have on their persons day to day. Some abandoned stationary, a pair of sunglasses, that sort of thing.

The trash bin tips over at his nudge – it becomes obvious why when the contents spill out and it's just filled with paper towels, though.

Oh, right. Those paper towels are encrusted with pneuma.

[gross]

...Seems someone had a nasty accident here. [concerning!] Does one need a hospital in the afterlife?

[So that's all gross and concerning, but now that there's dried hellblood around, that means he knows what to look for! So is there any indication of where it came from? Dark stain on the floor? Dried trail to another room? Is there a body stuffed in a closet?]

It doesn't look like it originated here, given how clean the rest of the floor is. Now that he's on the lookout for it, there's some stray glittery drops on the floor and a dried streak of the stuff on the side of the bin, but it doesn't look like the blood was from this room. Maybe the trash can was moved to somewhere and then back? Who knows!

The drops are closer to the door, though, for what it's worth.

At this point, the concept might not shock me.

[...does dried pneuma smell like anything, is this a question i have to ask]

Oh, yeah. It smells like blood but with a weird kick to it? Some weird mix of pepper and hot metal under the smell of blood.

[i hate that i have to ask about a notable scent trail to the source of ghost blood, but i just woke up so i'm gonna]

You know what? Fuck it, let's do this.

The sniff trail of blood leads out of the command room and towards the studio.

...See if you can find anything of use in here, perhaps take a few pictures of the controls so the others see what we have to work with. I'll be back in a moment.

[he's just gonna ditch chiron for a sec and take a walk, apparently]

Damn, cold.

The smell does actually lead into the studio and going by the way it hangs in the air when he follows it in, it definitely originated here. But it's smothered under that musty, neglected smell, so it seems like it's been a good while since whatever happened here happened.

[Well, that's probably fine. Nothing else smelling or sounding out of place?]

[...Or, perhaps, any double-dead bodies to be found if one were to, say, carefully poke around with a cane that may also sometimes be a sword?]

Nope! No corpses.

He might feel a sort of odd texture difference on the floor at some point, though – things change from smooth, if a bit dusty to suddenly brittle and dry.

... I don't need to tell you what it is, but it's pneuma.

[cool he hates this]

[anything else he could feasibly literally poke around to find out of place in this probable murder scene before he calls in his badly-dressed set of eyes]

Nah, go find yourself a pair of eyeballs. The crime scene will wait!

[WOW OKAY JUST LEAVE HIM THAT'S COOL PHOENIX not like he can use his EYEBALLS to SEE BLOOD or anything

He'll whip out the phone and take some pics, and also, dick around with the controls, see that shit still seems to work/be powered. Also, I imagine the answer is no at this point, but anything else stand out in the meantime...?]

The controls still work! It does seem like there's a way to tap into the main broadcast from here and potentially interrupt it, but that's a project that'd take a bit more than a few minute's futzing around. Mad Scientist Helldad can figure it out, though.

Since he's looking, though, Chiron will notice that with the controls being fiddled with, a computer monitor has popped onto the desktop, as if it was just on sleep this whole time.

There's a few things on the desktop. Want to peek?

[Oh helldad yeah, that's exactly what they're gonna need when they're ready for it.

Plz however show him what's on the desktop. Saucy images? Seekrit journals? Boring schedules?]

One of them is, indeed, a scheduling folder. If he's inclined to click into it, he'll find an exhaustive filming schedule dictating the work days of three individuals; Kotori, Alice and Esme.

From a cursory glance, Kotori's schedule is the most packed, Esme's is a bit behind and Alice is in dead last place.

[Oof, jelly girl got jelly. Any pics of the other gals on the compybox? The other, I'm assuming, very very re-dead girls. Oh, oh, were they a group? Or just individuals who were uhhh varying in popularity...]

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