Cooly, while taking his phone out to snap a quick picture of the finger prints:]
Suit yourself.
[No. None of that horror movie nonsense. He plucks the heart out of the sink, leaving the eye behind for now so he can head over to Rise's fridge. Hewwo, Risette... Is her corpse still there? And if so, does it look like the heart in his hand would be a good fit for the cavity in her chest? He will try to carefully slot it in if it seems to be a match.]
[45 will successfully find the shoulder. It's dirty now, but it's in one piece and looks like it has some teeth marks on it. Nice. Please don't slip in the gore. The other corpse is still on the floor, a loss of life and dignity.
Akechi's going to pick up a heart, and it thrums softly in his hand. It seems to react to something and Akechi will feel a strange, warm kind of sensation in his chest
Risette's corpse is still there, mangled thanks to two people beating her head in earlier. If Akechi checks, the heart does seem as though it would fit in there. As he's slotting the heart into her chest, he'll hear a feminine voice that whispers softly in his ear.
"Persona!"
Too bad none of the others can hear it. Huh! Weird! As the heart settles, the girl's body tilts and reveals a small smear of black as though something is written on her palm.]
[ There's the shoulder. Time to shuffle back towards the poor corpse that's still ass up on the floor without tripping. She'd pity it but honestly? Nah.
Have your shoulder back, poor corpse with (apparently) an attitude problem. Still got that 2 in your side? ]
Okay, taking a closer look. What's that smear on her palm?
And if whatever is on her palm isn't something that will keep him rooted there, let's speed things up a bit and say he will go through all of the freezers in search of additional notes. If there aren't any notes to be found there, he will instead go looking through the carnage on the floor to see if there are any gross notes there, or obvious missing body parts that weren't accounted for while they were fighting the zombies. Who's missing a blue eye? Hewwo?
... Also, totally taking his stuff back from the raccoon corpse. Thank you very much.]
[The shoulder slots in almost perfectly! The two is also still there, and there's a soft click from another fridge, number 11. So while that happens, Akechi will notice that the smear on the girl's palm looks like a Roman numeral six. He can go through and he'll find there are similar half-written notes that are too matted in blood and gore to read, though fridges 6, 11, and 13 are missing notes.
He won't find any other notes in the gore, but as he starts looking around he'll get a better assessment of the zombies' various injuries. The blue eye seems to belong to a young teenage boy with black hair and wearing a stained and shredded black and yellow cape. ]
[... Alrighty, then. Fridges 6 and 11 get a second look, as he checks to see what could have produced those clicks. Is there anything strange inside, on their walls or on the fridge doors?
Once that's done, he will walk back over to the sink, pick the eye up, and gently shove it back into the corpse's eye socket.]
[No more fwiends for now! If 45 looks at not!Varian, she'll notice there seems to be a pattern starting to flake off where the ointment was applied. Hm. It's a little hard to tell what it is right now.
Akechi will find that the fridges seem ordinary. Fridge 6 and 11 are very clean, but if he looks up he'll notice a little light has turned on ceiling of each of them.
The corpse is happy to have his eye ig, but if Akechi looks at the eye he'll notice a normal number three stained in black on it. ]
[Well. Guess he's placing the eye so the smudge is looking at him. :// There's no additional click when he replaces the eye, though, right?
If so, he's going to pause... And then walk over to the counter with the body bags. Is the body bag for OSEHAU is still there? Because if so, he's going to pick it up, walk over to the matching corpse...]
—Excuse me.
[And shove it in the body bag so he can take it to fridge #11. This is fine.]
[There is no extra click and the body bag is still there! Akechi can go put the body bag back in the 11th fridge. When he does, the drawer immediately slams shut and almost takes his fingers with it. The fridge seals and hums like the cooling system is working again.
45 will have to flake off the burnt skin with the ointment, but soon she will find three thin cuts that form a IV.]
Anyways, he's carefully putting the zombie that is definitely not Varian into a body bag, before just as carefully setting him in fridge #6 and closing the door.]
[ Whatever the hell that means, because she's immediately dropping whatever part of Varian she was just rubbing ointment onto as soon as it's visible. 2 and 4, cool. ]
Hey, detective. You were looking at the corpses longer than I was, and saw more of them too. Any ideas?
[......... Considers saying nothing and just nyooming for the safe. Realizes he's pretending to be a pleasant and good boy right now and thus, he cannot. Fuck.]
Yes, actually. [Pleasantly! Perish.] I believe we have the code for the safe now.
[So, like. Excuse him as he just heads over and tries to input 3462 first, and 4623 second if that doesn't work.]
Gently........... sets the safe back down................]
... Disregard that. [Goodbye, pride.] Have either of you spotted any additional numbers in the room? We're lacking four digits, in addition to 3, 4, 6 and 2, for an eight digit code.
They're on the corpses, aren't they? Half of them were running around in the dark, and one of them was a raccoon.
[ They wouldn't have seen shit, Akechi. But anyway she'll glance over the muck and slime and general zombie gore. Thankfully for us and Ty, the first thing that jumps out is the severed arm with a neat ink job so before she goes looking closer at all the dead zombies, she'll just. Stare blankly. Sigh. Pick it up, and wander on over to Akechi before keying in 34627777, because that's the order he recited his four numbers in.
And if that doesn't work she's going to ask him to show his work and explain how he ordered the other four digits. ]
[So. 3462777 does not work. While Akechi is explaining his work and while 45's trying other orders, she will eventually find that keying in 46277773 will actually get her results and the safe clicks like it's unlocked. I'm only saying this because you figured it out in the DM.
Nah. What's the worst that could happen, him losing his fingers to the safe? It's fine. He survived the zombies. If only she could have outsourced more of the effort to the other two here. ]
[And then the safe exploded and that's how Hunter Hunterson died.
Wouldn't that be something? So the safe is opened and since all three of them are there, they'll see that there's a small wooden box, a fat white envelope, and a thick stack of files.]
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[Gosh?? Be more genre savvy?? Anyways, all this is sure happening.]
...Gross.
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[ I want everyone to imagine a zombie roomba for a moment. Are we imagining? Okay, we better be imagined out now.
Anyway 45 is going to go look through the gross and gore to try to find the missing shoulder chip. It fell... Somewhere over there, right. ]
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Cooly, while taking his phone out to snap a quick picture of the finger prints:]
Suit yourself.
[No. None of that horror movie nonsense. He plucks the heart out of the sink, leaving the eye behind for now so he can head over to Rise's fridge. Hewwo, Risette... Is her corpse still there? And if so, does it look like the heart in his hand would be a good fit for the cavity in her chest? He will try to carefully slot it in if it seems to be a match.]
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Akechi's going to pick up a heart, and it thrums softly in his hand. It seems to react to something and Akechi will feel a strange, warm kind of sensation in his chest
Risette's corpse is still there, mangled thanks to two people beating her head in earlier. If Akechi checks, the heart does seem as though it would fit in there. As he's slotting the heart into her chest, he'll hear a feminine voice that whispers softly in his ear.
"Persona!"
Too bad none of the others can hear it. Huh! Weird! As the heart settles, the girl's body tilts and reveals a small smear of black as though something is written on her palm.]
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Have your shoulder back, poor corpse with (apparently) an attitude problem. Still got that 2 in your side? ]
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Ah.
What the actual fuck.
Okay, taking a closer look. What's that smear on her palm?
And if whatever is on her palm isn't something that will keep him rooted there, let's speed things up a bit and say he will go through all of the freezers in search of additional notes. If there aren't any notes to be found there, he will instead go looking through the carnage on the floor to see if there are any gross notes there, or obvious missing body parts that weren't accounted for while they were fighting the zombies. Who's missing a blue eye? Hewwo?
... Also, totally taking his stuff back from the raccoon corpse. Thank you very much.]
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He won't find any other notes in the gore, but as he starts looking around he'll get a better assessment of the zombies' various injuries. The blue eye seems to belong to a young teenage boy with black hair and wearing a stained and shredded black and yellow cape. ]
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She's going to go take another look at notVarian's body. Any numbers there? How many scratches seem to be on him... ]
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Once that's done, he will walk back over to the sink, pick the eye up, and gently shove it back into the corpse's eye socket.]
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Akechi will find that the fridges seem ordinary. Fridge 6 and 11 are very clean, but if he looks up he'll notice a little light has turned on ceiling of each of them.
The corpse is happy to have his eye ig, but if Akechi looks at the eye he'll notice a normal number three stained in black on it. ]
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does she have to apply more ointment. Cough it up Hunter, it's time for her to give this corpse a deep tissue massage.
This is the worst, actually. ]
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If so, he's going to pause... And then walk over to the counter with the body bags. Is the body bag for OSEHAU is still there? Because if so, he's going to pick it up, walk over to the matching corpse...]
—Excuse me.
[And shove it in the body bag so he can take it to fridge #11. This is fine.]
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45 will have to flake off the burnt skin with the ointment, but soon she will find three thin cuts that form a IV.]
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Anyways, he's carefully putting the zombie that is definitely not Varian into a body bag, before just as carefully setting him in fridge #6 and closing the door.]
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[ Whatever the hell that means, because she's immediately dropping whatever part of Varian she was just rubbing ointment onto as soon as it's visible. 2 and 4, cool. ]
Hey, detective. You were looking at the corpses longer than I was, and saw more of them too. Any ideas?
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Yes, actually. [Pleasantly! Perish.] I believe we have the code for the safe now.
[So, like. Excuse him as he just heads over and tries to input 3462 first, and 4623 second if that doesn't work.]
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However, given this is the first time Akechi actually tries to input a code...
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...he will find that he's actually missing four numbers for an eight number code.]
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You know what, he blames the zombie rot.
Gently........... sets the safe back down................]
... Disregard that. [Goodbye, pride.] Have either of you spotted any additional numbers in the room? We're lacking four digits, in addition to 3, 4, 6 and 2, for an eight digit code.
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They're on the corpses, aren't they? Half of them were running around in the dark, and one of them was a raccoon.
[ They wouldn't have seen shit, Akechi. But anyway she'll glance over the muck and slime and general zombie gore. Thankfully for us and Ty, the first thing that jumps out is the severed arm with a neat ink job so before she goes looking closer at all the dead zombies, she'll just. Stare blankly. Sigh. Pick it up, and wander on over to Akechi before keying in 34627777, because that's the order he recited his four numbers in.
And if that doesn't work she's going to ask him to show his work and explain how he ordered the other four digits. ]
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Congrats, friends. Open?]
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Nah. What's the worst that could happen, him losing his fingers to the safe? It's fine. He survived the zombies. If only she could have outsourced more of the effort to the other two here. ]
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That's it. That's the comment.]
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Wouldn't that be something? So the safe is opened and since all three of them are there, they'll see that there's a small wooden box, a fat white envelope, and a thick stack of files.]
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