week 5 - wednesday & thursday

[productions]

murder manor week five



wednesday & thursday

18 players remaining.

This is a general mingle post. Please put your character's name, the time, and location in the subject heading of their comment. Players may also thread in logs, either posted to murdermanor or in a private locked journal post filtered to include productions.

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[humanic]

[Oh okay cool then in that case he'll just casually start screaming like a little girl and scramble back from the door so hard that he trips over his own two feet and falls on his ass.]

Oh Jesus oh god oh fuck what the fuck is that?!

[productions]

[It's what I just described.]

hope you dont mind extra company

[allice]

Stiles?

[Alice happens to be going to the kitchen around the same time and is greeted with the sight of Stiles on the floor, in what looks like panic. Oh boy.]

Stiles, what happened?!

yes good

[humanic]

Th-the kitchen...oh god....

[Leaning forward and taking deep breaths before unsteadily pushing himself off the ground.] It looks like the fucking Texas Chainsaw Massacre in there is what happened. Fucking hell, I've seen some pretty disturbing corpses before, but never anything like this.

1/2

[allice]

...What?

["Texas Chainsaw Massacre" sounds like an old movie title to her, but it isn't comforting at all. She cautiously steps closer to the kitchen door, reopens it and takes a glance into the room.]

[allice]

WHAT IN THE FUCKING HELL IS THIS!

[Yeah if you thought could let out an angry scream, those were nothing compared to this. She immediately shuts the door again with a slam and tries to catch her breath, though her anger sure hasn't gone down.]

Oh my god, this is sick! What fucking psychopath would cut up a body like this?!

[humanic]

[Okay, Alice screaming makes him feel a little better about his own performance, even if hers was out of rage and his was more out of pants-shitting panic.]

You're telling me. I don't even want to know what kind of sick mind here thinks this shit would be anywhere near okay.

[He shakes his head, then inhales raggedly.] We should...go in. See if we can find out who that is or any clues the killer might have left behind. [Judging by his face, this is not exactly something he's looking forward to.]

[allice]

Ngh...yeah, you're right, we have to investigate this. [Yeah she's looking forward to it just about as much as he is.] Ok, I'll count to 3 and open.

1...2...3--!!

[And she opens the door as quickly as she slammed it and steps inside cautiously, doing her best not to step into the blood puddle around the...torso...god.]

[humanic]

[Deep breaths deep breaths wait no shit terrible idea it smells like death in here okay opening his eyes now to stare down at the torso.

Anything they can determine from it at all? Gender or whatnot?]

[productions]

[It's a woman's torso, and still wearing the bloody remains of some kind of dark clothes, but her chest has been opened and some of her organs torn out.]

[allice]

[Oh, well, golly gee, that's just awesome.]

Oh fucking hell, this asshole better hope we vote them out or they might just meet an even worse fate than execution.

[Seriously, the other murders were at least quick jobs. This has to be a good day's worth of sawing up a corpse.

She swallows and steps into to the blood pool, breathing shallowly and trying not to focus on the gutted torso and look closer at the areas where the corpse was cut up at. Maybe an indication of what tool was use can be seen by how clean the cut is.]

[productions]

[It's not difficult to tell - several kitchens knives are lying next to the body. The blades on most seem damaged.]

[humanic]

Seriously. I might be okay with keeping Annie around, but there is no fucking way we're letting this psychopath walk out of this week alive. They might just chop up more people for the fun of it, incentive or no.

[Okay cool, he'll let her handle examining the torso in detail while he searches the area around it.]

It...the body looks like it's female. There's only two on the deadweight and dispensable list this week.

[allice]

Yeah...Anastasia and Belarus. It may just be one of them.

[Oh who is she kidding, it has to be one of them with the incentive given to kill a deadweight or dispensable. Ugh. Belarus is kind of a hardass, but she's not bad. And Anastasia is a a sweetheart.]

This fucker won't get away with this. [She mutters and carefully picks up one of the kitchen knives to exam it.] I really hope this is just a trick to make us think they chopped it up with knives. This could take a good several hours to do.

[humanic]

[There's a pause before he suddenly looks absolutely horrified - or at least even more so than before.]

You -- you don't think she was still alive when this happened, do you?

[allice]

Oh God no...I hope not. I mean it depends - Anastasia doesn't seem like she can put up a good fight, but Belarus has super strength so it'd be hard to hold her down. [Unless the killer decided to remove that. She furrows her brow at the thought of having to even debate whether or not the victim was alive. Shit.] Finding an exact cause of death is going to be difficult. Whoever this asshole is, they really don't want us to figure them out.

[humanic]

I don't get why anyone would go through all this trouble in the first place. They didn't even leave her head. They can't possibly think we won't be able to figure out her identity eventually.

[He chews on his lip.] If the weapon really was a knife in this kitchen...then it might not be those two at all. They wouldn't need the deadweight items in that case. [And along that line of thought, he begins to examine the blood in the kitchen more carefully to see if it's more concentrated in one particular area than another or if there are any discernible trails...and so he'll have an excuse not to look at the torso.]

[productions]

[It's not really concentrated anywhere in particular, except for around the torso.]

[humanic]

I don't see any other body parts around here. Ugh, did this sick psycho actually hide them around the mansion or eat them or what?

...actually, I wouldn't be surprised if that happened, it's not like our culprit this week knows the meaning of limits anyway.

[With that thought in mind, he begins to look for the clues in the more disturbing areas they'd be found - the oven and the icebox.]

[productions]

[The oven is empty, but what do you know.

There is a head in the icebox.]

[allice]

[Alice just quietly keeps looking at each knife, trying to determine how badly damaged they are. It won't be exactly easy to draw up an estimate for how it would take to cut through a body with knives...might be a lost cause without even a good timeframe for when the murder occurred.]

I don't know if it was the murder weapon per say. The knife might have just been used to just gut her. It looks a little busted up, but cutting someone with these knives would take a lot of effort.

[humanic]

[Yeah he's not really paying to Alice anymore sorry. His vision goes gray and there's a ringing in his ears, but he's gonna try to stave off the goddamn heart attack to at least identify the head before he starts freaking out.]

[productions]

[It is Belarus' head. If you care to notice the details, her expression is rigid and her eyes are wide open. There is some sticky pinkish fluid around her mouth.]

[allice]

[When Stiles doesn't answer, Alice turns her head around and looks to the icebox.]

Stiles? ...You didn't find another body part did you?

[Please tell her you didn't Stiles.]

[humanic]

[A strange calm settles over him, numbing out his emotions and letting only his thoughts in. Okay. Belarus was the victim. He'd been expecting Anya since she was the deadweight, but truth be told, he's almost relieved; as guilty as it makes him feel, he'd rather the teenager live than the country who's already been alive for a thousand years - plus Belarus always struck him as someone who might go off the hinges and become a killer herself. She died with her eyes open, so she hadn't been knocked out. Blood loss? Or something else? The pinkish liquid around her mouth wasn't in line with coughing up blood from internal injuries - he's seen first hand that the blood in that case would be a dark red, nowhere near as light as this.

He makes a note of all this, memorizing the grisly scene in front of him and burning it into his mind, before he calmly makes his way to the sink and just as calmly empties what little is in his stomach into it.]