Bottled Time

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Hey, I found this matchbook, in Dio's tent.

> fingerprint the matchbook

[MadameButterflyKnife]

>try looking HARDER for the laser debris, enlightened by another hit off your meat joint

[PointMaid]

Hmmm... let me take a look at those...

> Inspect the footprints closely. Is it possible they're fakes? Does looking closely tell you anything else about them?

[KungFuCutbug]

[Gloves? But there are fingerprints everywhere... hold on.]

> look for the missing gloves, first of all

[TalesofUnder]

>Fingerprint the matchbook (1)

Rocky Balboa's boxing gloves fall directly on your head. Ouch:

>Look for laser debris (4)

Near EJL's tent, you find some small pebbles. You wouldn't think twice about them, except for the fact that they are in a patch of ash.

>Closely inspect footprints (5)

Looking at them more closely, the footprints do look fake. They're just too jagged to be footprints from anyone here.

>Look for missing gloves (5)

You search diligently, but you find no gloves. On the bright side, a Fudgsicle falls from the sky, and you perfectly catch it.

[KungFuCutbug]

[...

...is now the time to completely stop investigating just for a newly-obtained popsicle?...

...Ah, what the hell. Luke finds a spot to sit and indulges himself, he's earned a break.]

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Evil Jay Leno screams more in frustration than pain over having Rocky's glove fall onto his head.

> Fucking fingerprint the matchbook again!

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Cool Sendri thinks to themselves. Hmmmm....if this is where the supposed laser debris is... HEY! EVIL TALK SSHOW HOSST. CAN YOU MAKE FLORAN A LASSER?

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

A laser? I'm not a weapon designer and I don't have any laser guns on me either.

[PointMaid]

...These footprints are definitely fake. Well, that's depressing. But who faked them? With what?

> Search for anything that could make the fake footprints

[Kennifer]

"Faked? The evidence was FAKED? UGH! I got hit in the head how many times trying to figure that out??"

> Look for some freaking wine.

[TalesofUnder]

>Fucking fingerprint the matchbook again! (3)

There are no motherfucking assing pissing shitting fingerprints on the goddamn cocking matchbook! ...You goshdarn idiot.

>Search for anything that could match the fake footprints (5)

You think that the footprints were made using some kind of tool, perhaps with a slightly sharp, yet blunt, edge.

>Look for some wine

You find some wine in the refrigerator. “Specifically formulated for vampires!” it says.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Have we even confirmed the match doesn't have any prints?

> Search the match that started the fire for prints

[Kennifer]

"..."

...yeah she's drinking it. Was it put there for her or for Dio? Eh, she figures it's probably fine. Unless Dio's the killer and she just drank his personal stash.

Whoops, getting too drunk to care.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Cool Sendri sighs, and looks closer at the ashes.

>examine the debris closer. does it seem to have been planted there? like, a sort of trail of ash showing it having been planted or...

[TalesofUnder]

>Prints on the match (4)

There are prints on the match. I didn't know how to make that funny, so CLOWN CAR DOUBLE CHEESE WITH FRENCH FRIES.

>Check debris (4)

Nope, this debris was not faked.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

HEY, BROSS? MIGHT BE RELEVANT; THAT LASSER FLORAN MENTIONED EARLIER? THE DEBRISS ISS NEAR JAY'SS TENT.

[PointMaid]

Sigh.

> Look for anything that fits the description of the tool that made the footprints. Where is it?

[Kennifer]

"Whaaa, who's even got lasers around here?"

> Look for lasers. Drunkenly.

[Dookie]

”If this goes the way I think....”

> Did a rock make the footprints? Because they probably did.

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“Ugh...what's going on?”

Alex comes out into the main room.

[TalesofUnder]

>Look for a tool (6)

You don't really find a tool, and get a rock to the head. BUT... the rock kinda looks like it could've done it.

>Look for a laser (5)

By complete drunken accident, you fumble over to EJL and accidentally knock his... chin off? Wait, what?

That's right. EJL's chin fell off, and beneath it, you can see a strange apparatus.

[KungFuCutbug]

[Luke looks up from his Fudgsicle at Cool Sendri.] “Ah? Interesting. I'd check it out, but ah... I'm a bit preoccupied at the moment,” [he admits with a childish giggle.]

[KungFuCutbug]

[OOC: apologies for the double post but]

[Luke then nearly drops his popsicle when Jay's chin falls off.] “Did... you just... Oh my lord—Jay, are you alright? What even...” [He blinks, staring at the apparatus adorning Jay's face in place of his chin.] “...What the blazes is that?”

[Kennifer]

"What the fuck? God I must be really drunk..."

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Evil Jay grabs his chin.

So my secret weapon is revealed. It's a gun. It's something I have for protection just in case someone tries anything on me. That's why my chin is so huge, it houses the weapon.