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When I'm god, everyone dies

Wednesday morning is off to a strange start.

Anyone awake shortly after the morning chimes go off will be greeted with the mildly bizarre sight of candles set up in rows along the hallways; they seem to be forming a path leading somewhere upstairs.

It seems your friends are still looking out for you. It also seems like they're probably doing it for a good reason, because...

...Is that something burning? It smells like something may have been burning in the ballroom at one point during the night.

You might want to. Look into that.

>Explore?

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[Most of his body is broken as hell. If the trauma to the head didn't do it, that certainly would have, and it's hard to tell exactly which came first.

As for the weapon...it seems weirdly inconsistent. Like there may have been more than one thing used.]

[ HE CAME HERE HOPING FOR EXPLOSIONS AND THIS IS WHAT HE GETS.. Not that death by explosion is better, but he's more inured to what it looks like when somebody gets hecked up good with explosions.

Is there anything else immediately notable about the body? He'll leave detail work to somebody with more body handling experience than him otherwise. ]

[SPEAKING OF Susan just walked into the ballroom.]

...what the fuck.

[...That is the question of the hour, isn't it.]

Yeah, no, that's what I want to know too.

[ GO GO PROFESSIONAL BODY TOUCHER he will gladly be relieved of this task... ]

At first I thought he might've been pushed back by the impact of whatever explosions went off in here, but it looks like somebody went to fucking town on him with a blunt object instead.

... Multiple blunt objects, actually.

God, I almost had a heart attack! At least his hair's not like Giovanni's...

[So who the hell is this then? The Conductor's...what, 5'll''? About how tall is this corpse?]

[Well, given how thoroughly wrecked his everything is, moving him to check properly probably isn't the greatest idea, but just from a spot-check?

Probably not 5'11", no. Shorter than that.]

...hm. Bakugou, how tall would you say he is?

[She's got her own opinion, but since he's all fucked up it doesn't hurt to get a consultation. Susan kneels down to get a closer look at those wounds - multiple objects, it looks like?]

[Multiple objects and a hell of a lot of blunt force trauma, yep. Also powder burns all over from what look like explosions at close range, but strangely enough, none of those explosions seem to have hit him directly.]

[Can we tell what might've hit him?]

[Probably a - JESUS CHRIST WELL OKAY THEN

uh

It looks like at least one of the things involved was pretty large, at least. Like Trollblight large.]

[well as long as Mr. Static up there isn't being helpful

Any defensive wounds on this dead guy?]

He looks... well, I think he's probably shorter than Jean?

[ And Jean is 5'9", so... ]

It's kinda hard to tell... Maybe around my height. I can... lie down next to it, if that'd help?

The Conductor is taller. According to his profile, at least.

[So we probably don't need the exact height but you do you, bud]

[ N-no, that's okay, he'll pass on lying down next to a majorly fucked up corpse, thanks. ]

Well then, who else could it be? I guess it could be... never mind.

[ On second thought, he feels like it might be a mistake to begin assuming now, when they don't know much about the situation at hand. ]

I haven't the slightest idea. What were you thinking?

[look wild mass guessing is totally legit right now]

I mean, unless there's somebody else that is unaccounted for, I can only think of two possibilities. The first is whoever's controlling that shadow thing... or maybe the shadow thing is a part of him, I dunno.

The other is that God guy that Observant kept talking about.

I never thought you could beat God to death.

...though if you were going to try, that hammer isn't a bad choice.

Yeah, being that God is apparently God and all, I'd say the first possibility is more likely. Although I guess it could still be some random guy, too.

Who knows, at this point? He's talked to something up there during the trials before.

Well, I guess we'll have to figure it out sooner or later. I mean, it's a dead body, at this point I feel like investigating dead bodies to figure out why they're dead now is collectively our morbid group thing.

[ So many dead bodies investigated. Too many dead bodies investigated... ]

Like some sort of really fucked-up bonding activity.

When we get outta here, I say we make our new group thing mountain hiking. It's healthy and people generally don't die doing it.

...seriously? At least one of us would die if we all went out on a mountain.

Not like stuff with ropes and sub-freezing temperatures in the dead of winter, just like... scenic routes you can walk nice and slow, you know? It's pretty refreshing.

[ Katsuki Bakugou. Likes: Winning, explosives, spicy food, mountain hiking. Yep. ]

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