First.

[trustmods]

Most of the week has come and gone in relative peace; it's an uneasy peace, but the fact is that it exists, and sometimes that's the most one can ask for. Friday dawns like the rest of the week before it – the clock chimes the hour at seven, the doors to the kitchen and the mail room unlock and swing partially ajar of their own volition, and the building is quiet. Perhaps this week has passed relatively painlessly, and no one's decided to find out what your captor means by that last rule of his; perhaps the communal lifestyle has remained undisturbed, whether due to the lack of threat to everyone's well-being from any sort of outside source or just because no one sees a reason to push their luck. Or perhaps somebody decided to be a damn overachiever and take some initiative. Only one way to find out, isn't there? >Explore?

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[nankurunaisa]

G'mornin', Blue—

[Hibiki's just strolling in, too, already at a light jog despite the less than ideal conditions for flooring. At the scream, she looks stunned, mostly because she feels like she's being screamed at...

But then she sees it. Oh god.

And she screams, too.]

[perpend]

[Even with his injuries, it takes him perhaps five seconds to rush into the room.]

What happened?!

[And then he sees it.]

Ye gods!

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[The foyer is very close to the ballroom so the sound of two screams in quick succession is definitely something Ashley can't ignore and why is she running toward the sound of the screaming-

A few steps into the ballroom, she tries to say something like "Is someone dead?" but well there's the answer there, huh. Her own scream catches in her throat, and she grabs the door frame for support.]

Oh my G-

[trustmods]

[It's understandable that no one wants to get closer to it; this is all a little sudden. Fortunately enough, the person's outfit is a little distinctive.

The black barista uniform is immediately recognizable, polished shoes dangling uselessly a good distance off the floor; the white medical eyepatch isn't visible from the doorway, nor is the rest of his face – his black hair is covering most of it from that particular vantage point as his head lolls forward at a loose, sickening angle, his neck drawn back awkwardly by the rope knotted around it.

But you don't need to see his face to get the idea.

Ken Kaneki is dead.]

[crimsonchin]

[ Eyepatch down, huh? At least he's not wearing the fucking maid dress. Good grief. Looks like someone decided to make use of that rope... ]

Alright, let's take him down. Who's got something sharp?

[ Stay focused... ]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Oh my God oh my God oh my GOD, he's d-dead- Asuka, h-he's- Ken's dead--

[...There's a visible pair of scissors in her uniform pocket. Two pairs, actually.]

[midnightsea]

Will you stop that infernal panicking?!

[ash i'm sorry]

Why on earth are you carrying scissors--no, I don't actually care. Give me those.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[that's not helping

she just flinches back and holds her hand over both pairs of scissors with trembling hands.]

B- but it's a body a--

[midnightsea]

[WOMAN HE IS NOT HERE FOR THIS]

Do you want to get him down or not? I don't have the luxury of time or patience for your screaming, so just hand me the scissors and get out if running is what you would prefer to do.

[perpend]

How.... how horrible.

[He didn't think any of them actually had it in them.]

[nankurunaisa]

H-hurry! M-maybe...

[Those who know Hibiki would probably know she's about to say "maybe he's still alive," but that looks...looks sick. She's fighting back tears and trying not to let the sick feeling in her stomach get the best in her.

This wasn't supposed to happen, this...this is all too much.]

[crimsonchin]

No chance in hell.

[becauseicould]

What the hell is going on over he--

[That announcement definitely doesn't bode well with Undyne, and she's a little out of breath from bolting over here, but she needs to know what the...hell...happened...

She looks around at the people first, and then looks up to see it. ...Oh. Oh god of all of the people to end up dead, it's him? ...She's disgusted as hell, if the way she goes rigid is anything to go by.]

...Disgusting. Utterly disgusting...

[perpend]

He... he was just a kid, dammit!

[They'll find the person who did this.

They have to.]

[icysemblance]

It's absolutely awful, and more than a little unreal.

[perpend]

I didn't think anyone here had it in them.

[crimsonchin]

I know he is. We have to figure out who did it right now, though, Ashley.

[ And how they did it, too, because there's no way hanging from the chandelier can be the goddamn cause of death, can it..? That's just not feasible. ]

We're dealing with a sick fuck, here. Killing him and making a goddamn show out of it...

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[Here she is, she's doing it again, freaking the fuck out and yeah it's definitely warranted, but she would really like to stop.]

Y- th-there's a murderer a- sick, horrible- oh nononono, ohhh. [Deep breath come the fuck on.] I knew this would happen, I- oh. Okay. Okay, ohhh.

[She's trying not to...get in the way right now anymore.]

[crimsonchin]

It was just a matter of time. ...I know you're frightened. We can cry about it later. After we beat the shit out of whoever did this.

[ Ken was a wimp. He didn't deserve this, though. ]

[swirlied]

[ Yuuri's on his way to the dining hall when he hears the announcement, and immediately there's a sinking feeling in his stomach. He sees the commotion right outside the ballroom and rushes in, standing frozen in the doorway when he sees the body. ]

H-How... How could someone do this? [ He can't even stand looking at the scene, averting his eyes. ]

[crimsonchin]

With a rope and the chandelier, apparently.

[ Now is not the time Asuka ]

I'm surprised someone snapped this quick.

[swirlied]

[ He glances over at her. If he wasn't in shock right now he'd be mad about the sarcasm but instead he just nods. ]

So am I...

[crimsonchin]

Someone must really have somewhere to be, huh?

[shuttermouse]

[ Chie heard the screaming when she was getting her daily dose of useless junk from the machine and quickly runs over to the ballroom. ]

What's going on?

[ ...Then she sees the body. Oh. ]

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka was just passing through, until she heard that first scream, and now the second one. So now, she's bolting towards the ballroom.]

W-what is it? Is everyone al-

[She stops, dead in her tracks as her gaze falls on that body, slowly swinging underneath the chandelier. It's a body, it's one of them, and it's dead.

Dead.

Was Rakka screaming? Maybe it was just a silent one caught in her throat. She couldn't hear it herself, nor did she notice anything else until she falls back, passing out from shock.]