Bottled Time

[TalesofUnder]

(Meanwhile, Nikei is still sitting by the campfire, somberly eating a bento box.)

[PointMaid]

Lasers? You saw lasers?

Brain is clearly intrigued.

[KungFuCutbug]

“...Well, better to be owed a rock than to get hit with one, I suppo—wait you saw lasers?”

[MadameButterflyKnife]

YEAH, MOUSSE DUDE. FLORAN WASS PATROLLING LASST NIGHT, DID A KICKFLIP, THREW SSOME SSTUFF OF FLORAN'SS IN THE AIR, AND THE SSTUFF THAT WAS THROWN GOT DISSINTEGRATED BY AN UNSSEEN LASSER. SSUSS. ALSSO, GOT SSOME WACK SSILENCED TELEPATHIC MESSSAGE. ANY OF YOU SPEAK MIND JIVE?

[MadameButterflyKnife]

shit i just reread the pm someone ELSE threw the objects in the air

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Evil Jay Leno spits out the kerosene he drank.

What made me do that? Ugh...

> Try again on a matchbook or matchbox hunt

[Kennifer]

"Lasers? What? Is someone doing a laser light show at night around here or something?"

Kennifer rubs her head again. Because fuckin ouch.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

FLORAN DOESSN'T KNOW WHY SSOMEONE WASS THROWING SSTUFF IN THE AIR AND HITTING IT WITH LASSERS. MAYBE IT'SS RELATED TO LUKE'S UNDOPE BRICK PROBLEM.

[KungFuCutbug]

“Mind hive... Is that an actual language, or is that your way of saying the message was rather cryptic?”

[PointMaid]

Not that I'm aware. Pinky only speaks idiot. Heh. But that is... interesting. Perhaps it's our employers... er... trying to keep us safe? Not that it helped this night.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Cool Sendri turns to Luke NAH, JUSST THE COOL KID'SS NEW SLANG FOR TELEPATHIC MESSSAGESS. SSOMEONE TRIED CALLING OUT TO ME THROUGH TELEKINESSISS, BUT SSEEMSS THEY GOT SSILENCED SSOMEHOW.

[TalesofUnder]

>Crate dive (1)

A DVD of Rocko's Modern Life falls from the sky like a penny dropped from the Empire State Building and conks Sendri on the head.

>Matchbox hunt (2)

You're too woozy from all the kerosene in your lungs. Seriously, what the hell?!

[KungFuCutbug]

“Ah. Do you happen to remember what they were saying before they were, quote-unquote, ‘silenced’? If you could understand them at all? It might prove useful.”

[Kennifer]

"Wait... wait... wasn't Roxy the alien? Is that a thing aliens can do? Communicate telepathically I mean."

...Okay that sounded weird to Kennifer. She definitely needed a drink... and for things to stop falling on her head.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Cool Sendri tries to remember...but gets bonked by the DVD of Rocko's Modern Life. OW! SSO NOT TUBULAR! OH, DID YOU GUYSS KNOW THEY MADE A MOVIE FOR THISS? RELEASSED IT ON NETFLIX AND EVERYTHING. ANYWAYS...CAN'T SSEEEM TO REMEMBER WHAT THEY WERE TRYING TO SSAY, IF ANYTHING.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

I need to sit down a bit. Why did I do that for?

[KungFuCutbug]

[Luke refrains from facepalming and simply crosses his arms, sighing.] “Unfortunate... it might have been important.” [With a quick shrug of his shoulders, he concludes,] “Oh well, nothing that can be done,” [and goes back to...]

> searching the crate

[Kennifer]

Kennifer will attempt to get her bearings and

>Try that footprint comparison again.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Cool Sendri begins to search as well...

>those lasers last night, the ones that shot things that got thrown in the air, they have to have left debris. look for the laser attack debris and where it leads

[TalesofUnder]

>Searching the crate (2)

You still feel a bit out of it. Too many rocks to the head, I suppose.

>Footprint comparison (3)

They don't match EJL on closer inspection, but they don't quite match Dio's either. They're a lot more jagged than a typical footprint is.

>Laser debris? (2)

No, you don't really see any debris. Maybe you're not looking too hard enough, or maybe you smoked too much Jack Link's.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

> Cough that kerosene out of your system then try again on a search for a matchbook or matchbox

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Sendri sighs. NO LASER DEBRISS. DAMN. They smoke another piece of rolled up beef jerky.

[KungFuCutbug]

[...]

> find a mirror and check to make sure you don't have a concussion

[Kennifer]

"Okay, that... wasn't as helpful as I'd hoped."

Kennifer kinda wonders if she might have a concussion or something too. Or maybe she just needs some wine.

[TalesofUnder]

>Matchbook hunt (5)

You do indeed find a matchbook, or matchbox, or Match.com, or however you say it. It's hastily shoved under Dio's bed.

>Check for concussion (6)

You do indeed have a nasty bump on the head that still hurts a little bit. With that said, you do notice that gloves, a matchbook, and a can of kerosene were taken from the crates. There's also the previously-mentioned fingerprints, and a fingerprinting kit.