Awards Killing Game 2x2: Moon of Hope (Game Thread) - Day 2 - Interghoulactic Space Program

[GBA]

The Cliffside - is there a rope and water at the bottom?

Is the water similar to the Kitchen, Fountain, and Space Exhibit?

There is water splattered onto some of the jagged rocks. You flash a darklight on it and it sparkles brightly. No similarity to the other sources. Additionally there is a rope tied here to one of the barricades, loosely tossed aside.

Take one of the ectoplasm vials and pour it into the toilet. What does it look like? I shine the Darklight on it too.

You're gonna need a plumber to get that out of the pipes. It dissolves somewhat reliably but makes the water glow under darklight.

I jump into the water in the Kitchen. Compare that too.

You jump into the water. The judges will evaluate your dive.

 

[Turboo]

(Ooc beam) can we body check Lyra, Reigen, Ratigan, Lee, & The Lash for wetness and also shine a darklight on them

 

[GBA]

(Ooc beam) can we body check Lyra, Reigen, Ratigan, Lee, & The Lash for wetness and also shine a darklight on them

You examine these people for wetness. Lash is a bit sweaty, but otherwise muscular and lashing. Reigens back is somewhat wet and cold, and he is wearing a diving suit. Lyra is slightly wet all over. Lee and Ratigan appear to have sopping wet clothes up to their knees.

 

[Dr. Lyra Orpheus]

Kyehehe... Looking over the case facts again, maybe Reigen wasn't the best pick. It serves him right though, the two-bit wannabe excuse for a paranormal investigator. What did he expect, spending time in the Kitchen? Historically, records show that that whole area is a hotbed for murderous activity. You either kill, get killed, or end up as a stooge - and what are we at now? 3? 4 of those? That goes for the ghost too. Pie? What a waste of time, even if he was poisoning it.

Mmm, hold on. Kyeh, I gotta take this...

Yeah?

//:Interesting. You've exceeded our expectations.

I'll be the first to admit, our faith in your capabilities was low. Chaotic, unreliable. You're a clever girl, but your mind is just... Well, it's tragic, isn't it? Or so we had thought. Instead, here you are, our little surprise. You've eliminated an Anomaly, and in the process you've gained access to a level of information that the others may only yearn for.

You may not believe this, Dr. Orpheus, but we at the Bureau are certainly not needlessly cruel. No, no, as I am sure you are well aware, cruelty is simply a means to an end. A means to get results. Likewise, debts may be paid by the same means. At least for the time being, we have seen fit to grant you a reward. A means of motivation. You've earned a small degree of trust - and thus, in accordance with the upgrade "incentive" provided by the host of this facility's incident zone, we will entrust you with a loosening of your shackles.

Do not disappoint, continue your progress - and perhaps more will follow. This will only hurt a little.://

Wait, what does that m-?


[!WARNING!][!WARNING!][!WARNING!][!WARNING!][!WARNING!]
[!UNSHACKLING IN PROGRESS - ESOTERA LEVELS TO 75%!]

KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!


[!ENGAGING PROTOCOL//THALASSIC RESTORATION!]
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[!RESTORATION COMPLETE!]

....Aaaahhhh...

This.... This power... this is...

...This is... Kyeheheh.... This is more like it.

Kyahaha... ha... Finally. I feel it again. The swirling and churning of the world. Fleeting, ephemeral, all things coming and going with the roiling of the tides. A thousand possibilities, a thousand discoveries, all spiraling out of this singular moment - the center of the maelstrom. I should be thanking you, all of you! I suppose there's a place for those with middling intellect in this facility after all - I never could've gotten away with it if I'd surrounded myself with fellow geniuses, after all.

In case you're not getting it through your thick skulls, I killed Boo, not Reigen, not Ratigan or Lee or ESPECIALLY that insignificant twerp Victor.

Funny, isn't it? The ghost presented himself as a keeper of hidden knowledge, one who knows all there is to know. Kyeheheh... A lot of good that did him! It was easy, you know. A butcher knife to the chest, and a few more wounds from the chisel I took from the Studio. Why leave the chisel behind? Confusion, misdirection, to make you think a moron did it. Why else? To whatever credit I can give him, he did try to fight back. He almost hit me with one of those stupid pies. Wouldn't that've been a pain?

You were so close too, Albina. Really, the only one with the bare minimum IQ to count as functionally human. I traveled between the water sources in the Hydro Generators and the Kitchen Sink, then... Kyeh... Kyehehehehe...

Kyahaha! I even gave you a hint! A big one, right in the open for you to see - and still, you never had a clue!

The "object" that summoned the water? I showed to you on Day 1! The ladle from the Fishing Hut! If this little Gaddget is any indication of what Dr. Zooks is capable of when he bothers investing his efforts in something besides ghosts, then no doubt he's got a whole treasure trove of revolutionary Esoteric technologies. Just a flick of the wrist, and I was able to scoop up the contents of one of the Hydro Generator basins, and dump it alllll over the Kitchen and Space Exhibit!

You should've paid more attention - one of those basins was still in the process of refilling, after all. Who else would've done it? Porticia? Get real.

Of course, the turtle made things a little more complicated when I burst from the Fountain. Almost boiled to death - probably would've if I didn't smash my way out with my thermos. That's another point to you too, Albina. Give yourself a pat on the back - that's two chances to kill me that you ended up squandering.

Wasn't great on the wrists, y'know?

But all that, and the lizard still patched me up out of the goodness of his heart. Kyahahaha!

As the rivers that crisscross this world flow, I too have slipped through every crack, defied every attempt at capture, and I've carried your chances of learning the truth away with me. I've adapted... I've pushed forward... I've earned the trust of my employers, and now there's nothing you can do to stop me while I plunder this stupid facility in the name of science!

In case you haven't forgotten... I'm the one with all the passwords. You really wanna risk it? Take a swing? Because if anything happens to me... I'll take them down with me, down into the depths where all forgotten things float, to be crushed and collated into an undefinable singularity. You'll never recover a thing - and you'll never learn a thing, unless you know your place and play nicely.

Kyeh... heheh... heheheh... It's only a matter of time now, until I unravel the secrets of the G.H.O.S.T. Complex... and the Dark Moon Shards....​

 

[Revin]

HUH?! Is that my magic water spoon, which famously lets me, the great detective Luke Atmey, use infinite water and teleport through puddles? Gimme a look!

GRRRRRRR! SHUT YER TRAP!

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Geh heh heh heh heh heh... Now I see! It's all gettin' real clear...

Zvarro! The truth's clearer than mud. Sorry to break it to ya, but that's just an imitation copy. If it were the real deal, you wouldn't even need to use the Hydro Generator as a water supply, cause it comes with infinite water, no extra charge. Heh, look what that Gadd guy needs to mimic a fraction of my power. Still can't beat the real deal, pal. As for youse, I'll let ya hang on to that one, since I'm feelin' nice, and it seems like ya know how to put it to good use. Maybe just don't kill any more people or whatever.

...Guess my spoon must still be at home. Probably fell behind the couch.

 

[Superchao]

Once more, the votes had been cast. Once more, those assembled had chosen one of their number for death.

Only this time...

"Wrong, wrong, WROOOONG! Gahahahaha! Completely wrong! Props to the wet scientist, that was some exquisite corpse work there!"

"That was a remarkably tortured reference..."

"Shush.

Anyway! Just 'cause you voted wrong doesn't mean I'm passing up my portrait. Tanner, you're up!"​

Once again ready to act, Tanner swoops in with the scythe. Before Reigen can react, his soul is cleaved from his body. The latter drops lifelessly, and King Blocky slams down a glowing portrait atop the spirit of Reigen, sending him spiralling down and down...

Spoiler: Reigen's Execution - "Drowning in Debt"

Into his office. Sitting in the chair, Reigen looks around the familiar place, only to realize it's unfamiliar. He's finally made it, as far as he can tell. The office is decorated head to toe with a variety of awards and medals, all for his blueprints. After all, he was a master of blueprints in the Manor, so he carried it home and made it even better! Basking in his success, Reigen looks over his blueprints. Ah yes, the Spirit Destroyer Enhancer. This one he'd given to Mob, to really juice him up. Oh, some mail. What's that?

Bills, as it turns out. Bills that he hadn't paid. More and more of them keep piling up, Reigen having just kept all the new money when he finally struck it rich. He couldn't bear to part with it, not even for bills... As he flips through and tosses them away, he notices something odd on the last one. It states "Thalassic Repossession Enacted", dated that very day. Thalassic Repossession... Reigen ponders what that could be, only to see a slight leak emerging from one of the framed awards. He gets up, and heads over to straighten it, only for a sudden wave of water to burst from beneath it. The waterspout knocks Reigen back, as several other frames begin to leak, before water starts pouring from them as well.

Running to the door, Reigen slams and crashes into it. He notices it's not only sealed, but a pair of shining blue eyes are staring at him with malice from the other side. Before he can figure it out, the water has quickly risen too much for him to do anything other than float and swim. Trying to keep his head above the water, Reigen swims towards the other wall, but there's no exits there. The water hits the ceiling, and as it does, Reigen pounds against the ceiling. He's not going to make it out... until a pair of strong arms wrap around him. Dr. Lyra Orpheus had teleported in, and now she teleports out, the two of them emerging from a water tank.

Lyra dives back in, while Reigen looks up to see Mob. Mob stares down at him...

"Oh, a spirit. I know what to do."

And with a massive wave of psychic power, Reigen is obliterated.

In reality, King Blocky Boo holds up his fancy new portrait with a grin.

Reigen Arataka was executed! His role was CODE: CYANOTYPE, the Ultimate Blueprinter![/center]

Code: CYANOTYPE
Ultimate Blueprinter

Blueprints, blueprints, blueprints. You have a knack for reading, interpreting, and iterating on grand designs and made by others, especially those on blueprints, and this has given you a certain... charisma. People naturally follow your written orders, and often blindly attribute grand designs and plans to yourself, when in truth, you've never drafted an original design before, and the very thought terrifies you. You're just good at reading the room, especially when it's drafted with proper measurements. Drawn to this manor by its absurd layout and cacophony of weird rooms, you wish to study its blueprints to make some sense of it, and eyeball a few experimental doo-dads and doo-gadds for potential business opportunities.

Hm, "Ghosts", you say? Certainly not in your sights. All you're seeing is blue.

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Abilities - Ultimate Blueprinter

• Your role specializes in "blueprints". With your pure instincts and vibe engineering, if you encounter any broken device, even crude player-made ones, you can partially return it to its original function. You can hazard a guess of how it works based on its components, presuming you have them all.
  • When doing this, you must dedicate a short amount of time at night to drawing a schematic blueprint of the device you're about to repair. You can skip this with access to the device's blueprint. You might be able to find such prints on the map already.
• With a blueprint, you can hotwire a vehicle to use it yourself, or jury-rig crude devices and explosives (with access to proper materials) with exceptional speed, but an inventor you are not. You can't use this power to assemble complex devices with entirely original functions, only modify or build on those that are present or broken.
• You can pass any blueprint to another player, and with extended time (a few consistent nights of progress, depending on the complexity of the device), they can also build or repair the schematic you've drafted or located. Your annotated instructions are naturally very easy to follow.
• Finally, after encountering a functional example of a Gadd device, found on the map, you can bootleg a copy of them for your own needs, and place them on the map yourself. You can only create one copy per item unless otherwise stated. To do this, you will again need to draft your own blueprint of the item you're using and building.

Spoiler: Gadd Device Bootlegs

• Test Subject Gaddgets - With access to a players full rolecard, you can create a one-shot bootleg for your own use. It will have host-adjusted balances to act as a weaker version of the role you bootleg, and also exist as a physical object that can be examined.
• Fake Gaddgets - These Gaddgets have no purpose or function, but they can fool the registration system used by the Complex well enough to let you add them to the Paranormal Test Subject Register. You can do this up to five times.
  • This mysterious document contains details about Gaddget Powers possessed by other test subjects. You also managed to weasel your way into getting a single file in your room on Night 1 for your own reference, and the others will be scattered around the Complex for discovery.
• Pixelator - ???
• Z-Gate - ???

• Ghostly interactions:
  • Despite being labelled a ghost power, and the fact that your bootleg devices can replicate the great inventor Gadd's technology, you have nothing to do with ghosts or the supernatural at all. Upon close examination of your bootleg Gadd devices, they might appear functionally different.
• Weaknesses: You have no notable weaknesses, but require access to parts and blueprints to use your powers at all. Utilizing the drafting room, or either of the two laboratories, you may wish to "borrow" blueprinting paper, measuring devices, scrap metal and spare parts for your bootlegging journey, which means you might have to return there often.
• Forbidden Action: You cannot destroy your blueprints or have them destroyed by others. You must keep them in pristine condition, otherwise, how else will your genius be recognized?

For Case 2 - Interghoulactic Space Program, you were...

Spoiler

Incorrect!

CASE 2 - END​

"Now that was a fun one. Gotta say, you guys are some of the best ways to get haunted paintings out there. But speaking of..."

"I got a soft spot for the Boo. Fun kid. So you know what?"

"He's getting another go! Maybe he can say hi to his killer, huh?"​

Throwing the Ghost Portrificationiser in reverse, King Blocky Boo feeds the painting of Boo1268 in, and a glowing figure emerges...

@Boo1268 has joined the game temporarily as a Wraith! For Case 3, he will be able to post, submit night actions, and participate in the next investigation.

We are now in Twilight Phase.. You have 72 hours to investigate and discuss lore and mysteries of the GHOST Complex, after which Night 3 officially begins.

 

[Lin Beifong]

Inspect the generator and the portal/hoop/whatever thingy in the bunker room.

File the page I composed on KBB and attempt to gain insight into his defenses/combat approach vectors/other useful secrets he doesn't want us to know.

 

[Dr. Lyra Orpheus]

...Now that that's over, I'll throw the rest of you a bone. Clearly you can't investigate much at all on your own.

I'll show off my The Fourth Element and Gadd's So-Called Plan notes. Maybe you'll get something out of it.

 

[Hooded Pitohui]

nfff... Hoarding all of this technology, and to what end? Why chase phantoms when you could amass a fortune? What a pity that this Gadd sees fit to while away hours domineering spirits. Had he even a hint of entrepreneurial drive... Nyah,, well, so long as he is otherwise engaged, who'll even notice a few designs disappearing from so cluttered a den...?

Nyeh? Murder? A ladle and someone frying in the fountain? Oh, yes... That self-professed exorcist banished Boo and his-

NYEH!? Incorrect? You're saying it was...

NYAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA! That sopping-wet Labrat actually liquidated someone? Nyahahaa, impressive! I knew some burning desire distinguished you from those stodgy whitecoats! Go on with your preening. Prattling's a pittance for entertainment of this caliber. Purr-haps we ought to depose our self-proclaimed meow-narch and bequeath the crown to you. Tell me you wouldn't covet limitless access to the technology here. Play nicely, and I may just be able to... deplume the legal eagles.

A shame to see you ejected so soon, Boo... though it appears you'll grace us with your company for a short time more. The years have not dulled your talents. Whether I hear of your banishment or or your possession or your being cast into void, you return so rapidly! The perks of a paranormal pedigree, am I right? Your ejection is one to lament, but at least they're clarifying where we phantoms and half-phantoms ought to put our allegiances! I hope you're paying heed too, Suit! Most number-crunchers would've turned tail by now, but here you are, filing on. Would be a shame to lose someone so dedicated in an... accident.

For all your troubles, a reward is in order. Before you depart, Boo... Oh, what one can glean from what supplies an estate brings in! Or a... complex... Nyeh, whatever... Shall we purr-use all that Gadd shipped in and the associated documents?

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