first investigation

[stagemanagers]

[Happy Friday, everyone! The end of a long week of traumatizing motives, meetings that become Come to Jesus meetings and a menagerie of cafe cryptids. All things considered, not a bad second week in a murder school.


The school feels calm and quiet as everyone rouses themselves from sleep but quiet can be awfully deceiving.]

Comments

[employeeoftheyear]

[Spongebob, naturally, is one of the first people who wakes up, and expecting absolutely nothing wrong whatsoever he makes a beeline for the kitchen to start making breakfast.]

[stagemanagers]

[There are some things amiss in the kitchen but that's a later problem! Nicely body-free tho.]

[alchemistake]

[It may as well be just another day. Tuesday was new, and perhaps an eventual pattern, but there's no way to predict what they might do as individuals. It's why Varian is up early the same as he is every morning, Ruddiger left behind at Broadhurst as he heads straight for the Scene Shop to get to work.]

[stagemanagers]

[Have fun with your raccoon, Varian! Everything looks good here.]

[comeandfindme]

[ Up bright and early, Peregrine's off to the gym. Who needs a proper breakfast when you've been hoarding leftovers for a quick snack? ]

[wanderlusttitania]

[Sissi is awake. Which is something, considering all the freaking trombones she got caught with the previous day. She's also heading that way, walking off the ache of being buried by music, so she nods to the young girl.]

Good morning.

[stagemanagers]

[Things look good in the gym. Get your workout on!]

[disharmonizes]

[A new day, a new time to not cause any problems whatsoever. Discord's just heading over to the Costume Room, don't mind him.]

[stagemanagers]

[Hmmmm sure looks like there's something going on here but, like Spongerobert, that's a problem for not right now.]

[violentenvies]

[Salieri is up with sun, feeling inspired, and he's going to head directly towards the Band Room to start composing.]

[stagemanagers]

[Band room is looking just as it always does!]

[mcfife]

[First things first, time for a short morning workout. Angus heads to the weight room with the assurance today will be like any other day.]

[stagemanagers]

[Get stronk! All good here.]

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus doesn't really sleep except for in fits and starts, but refrains from getting up until the sun rises to avoid disturbing everyone else. Once it does, though, he'll head straight for the band room, guitar slung over his shoulders and notebook in hand. ]

[stagemanagers]

[Nothing strange in the band room but say good morning to Salieri!]

[brokeforgood]

[The Dance studio's the ultimate place for Farrah to do her hair, with all those mirrors. Perfect isn't easy, y'all ]

[stagemanagers]

[Something's sus in these parts but nothing as sus as a body. Utilize those big ol' mirrors, girl.]

[howtheworldwas]

[ Eurydice makes a quick stop in the kitchen to gather some nonperishables, and then takes them over to the girl's lockers for storage. ]

[stagemanagers]

[Say good morning to a fellow survivalist.]

[samefacesyndrome]

[ Concessions is closer than the cafeteria so Rina is groggily making her way there to get a morning snack, THERE BETTER NOT BE BLOOD ON OUR SNACKS. ]

[sugarlumps]

[Bobsponge probably isnt' done cooking actual breakfast yet, so she's just gonna hit up the vending machines for some early morning sugar and caffeine.]

[stagemanagers]

[snack away, madame, all clear]

[mayavericks]

[Maya's off to the dance studio as usual. She's got her sword at her side and everything.]

[stagemanagers]

[sayhi to Farrah!]

[fourbutts]

[ Out of a mysterious desire that absolutely isn't "no one else has looked here yet," Janis is going to start off looking in the choir room! ]

[stagemanagers]

[Free and clear!]

[whatyouwant]

[Elle did her normal yoga routine in the dance studio. Assuming nothing was weird in there, she then went to the kitchen to make a post-workout smoothie.]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Another day, another spin on the routine. Cassandra's got it down pat, waking up and making her way to the gym for a little workout before breakfast.]

INVESTIGATION START

[tailor_made]

[A scant few minutes after Mumble's body is discovered, the PA system crackles to life. Hester's voice rings from overhead, mostly steady but she can't seem to hide the slight tremble in it.]

M-Mumble, the Most Likely to Bust A Move, is dead. You may now start your investigation and then the class trial will b-begin.

EVIDENCE LIST

[stagemanagers]

TOTAL: 18/18

Kitchen 7/7
- Oh joy, more fire
- No smoking in the school!
- Mmm, ice cream.
- Watch your step!
- -or not.
- Time to find the bandaids.
- Mysterious wheel tracks.

Freezer 2/2
- I'm not cleaning that up.
- Messy messy.

Costume Room 1/1
- Picking outfits is hard apparently.

Dance Studio 2/2
- What did I say about smoking-
- -Oh.

Locker Room 6/6
- That can't be comfortable.
- But this looks so cozy.
- This...does not narrow things down.
- moist + (penguin) boy = boyist
- Hm! Concerning!
- Ca(r)ts in Places They Shouldn't Be

KITCHEN

[stagemanagers]

[Someone's been cooking up CRIME]

[barberic]

[Benjamin's original plans to head to the costume room were soundly thwarted by the screaming, shortly followed by Hester's announcement.

What, aside from Spongebob's mise en place, awaits to distract him from his goal of making a round of hot cocoa to help everyone calm down?]

FREEZER

[stagemanagers]

[Ice cold!]

[sugarlumps]

[As promised in Discord she is fleeing in here still screaming and shutting the door behind her, how bad of an idea is this in terms of actually avoiding the murder case thing.]

COSTUME SHOP

[stagemanagers]

[If you want to get together a great trial outfit I guess]

[disharmonizes]

[Well, shit was up over here, so. Discord's spent a bunch of time in here.

What's different?]

DANCE STUDIO

[stagemanagers]

[boy you know who liked to dance]

[mayavericks]

[After that announcement, being in here suddenly feels pretty bad. Maya glances toward Farrah with a pinch in her brow. Explains the noise, she guesses.

In any case, she's been positioned near the mirror, stretching out. Does anything pop out at her from this vantage point?]

BOY'S LOCKER ROOM

[stagemanagers]

[MUMBLE HAPPYFEET]

[mcfife]

I am sorry, Mumble. I swear that your people of Emperor-Land will not starve.

[Angus leans over Mumble's body, unwrapping the blanket to get a better idea of how he died. He must do this much, at minimum, for his friend.