#🐾iyabo gelia: ultimate zoologist🏝

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The Ending

“Oi, Putri..”

“Yes?”

“Ya run dis place, right?”

“More or less…”

“Well! Can ya make an executive fuckin’ order ta install some cell tower, now!?” Iyabo barked, raising her phone in the air in a desperate attempt to find a signal. “Urgh! Ya gotta be kiddin’, outta all te times ta get no service-!”

“Oh! I’ll check my phone!” Fay piped up, searching her pockets, fumbling but finding nothing in the end. In her other free hand was a laptop she found in her holding cell and decided to take with her, unbeknownst to Fay, Chiaki resided inside of it. Fay began to pout, leaning over to Leigh. “Pst! I can’t find my phone, do you have one…?” She asked in a whisper.

Leigh pouted sadly. “No.. I don’t have a phone…” They sniffled.

“This is horrible! We’re gonna be stuck on this shitstain of an island forever now!” Hiyoko whines with teary eyes and an upset scowl. “A-All because you idiots can’t find a phone booth!”

“You’re welcome to search for one yourself, Hiyoko.” Aditi commented, entering the scene while still carrying an unconscious Miu in her arms.

“Audi! Jesus- what the hell happened to you guys!?” Hajime asked with genuine concern, hovering next to her like an overprotective mother hen.

“Me and the robot sat down and had a wonderful game of chess…” Aditi grumbled sarcastically, whipping some blood from the corner of her mouth. “Have you found a way to return home yet?”

“Not exactly..” Finn commented gently, realizing Iyabo was in too frazzled of a state to answer properly. He was more worried about her getting too frustrated and throwing the phone in the ocean.

Angie had her hands clasped together in prayer, humming and focusing all of her energy. “Atua, if you can hear Angie now… we are in a great time of need. Could you perhaps send us a savior of sorts? Another god? A ship? Perhaps a plane?? Both! Atua says he will give us both!” She brightens.

“Oh yea? Why don’tcha ask yer god where te fuck they are then, huh!? ‘Cause ‘m not seein’ it!” Iyabo growled at the artist, who merely shrugged in response. “Can ya take this seriously!? If we don’t get outta ‘ere, we could become fuckin’ war prisoners! Do ya want that, airhead-!?”

While everyone else was bickering, Ivy had been off to the side. One arm was wrapped around her sister, who had once again gone catatonic. The other was outstretched, with her hand holding up a faintly glowing red cube. The cube spun in the air, occasionally collapsing in on itself before reforming. Then, in a flash of red, it vanished, but not before sending out something akin to a dying message. Letting her arm fall, Ivy whispered to herself.

"...I trust in you, Paff. Bring us home…"

In that exact moment a plane flew right over their heads at incredible speeds, the noise of the engine so loud that conversing was impossible for a couple of seconds, the small plane turning around and circling over the island.

“AHOYYY!” A voice called out excitedly. From the same direction the plane came from, a small ship appeared, coming directly at them. At the top a familiar man standing.

“Is everyone alright?! We’re ‘ere ta pick ya landlubbers up!” It was Drake, waving at the group with his hooked hand, grinning widely. And he came with a whole cavalry of familiar faces, all there for the rescue mission.

Aditi and Iyabo gawked at their sudden appearance, while Putri began jumping up and down violently and waving her arms. “Here!! Heeeerreeee!! You’re here!!!” She squealed happily.

“Nyahaha! You see, Atua never disappoints!” Angie proclaimed with a big smile, pointing at the crusade here to save them.

Drake grinned, yelling back: “Of course! We’ve been lookin’ fer ya the whole time!” He turned, informing his crew: “Get ready. We’re ‘bout to dock.”

The plane stopped its high circling after finally finding a nearby spot to land, probably causing a lot of commotion but at least landing smoothly, the hatch opening and revealing a very familiar pilot, taking off his helmet and jumping out, asking: “Is everyone alright?! We should leave as fast as possible!”

The boat docked successfully and Drake made his way down the bridge, ordering: “Quick, ‘fore we be spotted. We gotta set sail quickly!”

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SPY WHAT THE ✨ FUCK ✨

“Y-Yea, wot te fuck!?” Iyabo practically shouted, backing away from Spy and Monokuma’s remains as quickly as possible, nearly fumbling into Vanessa in the process. “Where te fuck is everyone else!? Wot happened!?” She demanded.

“You were the one working for the bear, seriously?” Putri puffed up in an attempt to seem bigger, though a nervous bead of sweat was visible on her brow.

"What the hell?!" Hiyoko exclaimed, glaring at Spy. "I'm seriously gonna bop you on the head if you don't explain!" She threatened, yet as she pointed at him her hand trembled gently. She was just as afraid as everyone else.. scared of the possibility the barrel of the gun would be pointed her way next.

“...what Putri said. Turns out I had to work for that fucking child’s toy. Run things on the inside. Whoop-de-fucking-do.” Spy grabbed his empty pistol off the podium, holstering it. “I’m fairly certain the system’s undergoing some sort of critical failure, though, so it’s disconnecting people. Not sure why we’re the last ones, but hey, gives me time to talk, I guess.”

"You're not very enthusiastic about this." Hajime pointed out, quickly noticing his distaste towards Monokuma and working with him. "If I'm correct, you didn't want to be the mastermind here.. or rather, you're not the real mastermind." He explained, hoping it would calm the nerves of everyone. "Everyone faded away because this is a simulated killing game. There's someone else making Spy do this."

“Jeez, was it that obvious? Then again, this isn’t your first rodeo.” Spy chuckled, calmly tugging the bottom of his hoodie. “I will say, though. You’re probably not the only one to figure that out. The simulation, that is. You did notice Ivy rubbing the wall, right? Running her hand across it? If not, well, I did. The walls are smooth. Far too smooth. Not the kind of thing you’d find at a real hotel. I’m not sure if she came to the conclusion that it’s computer generated, but I wouldn’t be surprised if she did.” He leans against his podium. “As for the mastermind thing, well, you’re right. I’m fairly certain you all know who it is.”

Putri glared around at the walls, frustrated she couldn’t notice a detail that small. Her mind was too wrapped up in the trial and focusing on keeping Aditi calm. She knew who he was referring to. If it were true, they needed to move quickly and get out of there as fast as possible. “... Damnit.” She growled, looking left to right frantically. “How do we get out? We have to get out of here! Now!”

“Slow down, I-I ain’t done askin’ ‘im questions!” Iyabo interjected, snarling at the shorter girl to stay put. She turned back to Spy, uneasy but trying to keep steady. “... Why te fuck didn’t we evaporate too? Was it- just, random..?”

Spy shrugged. “I don’t know, actually. We’re probably gonna get disconnected soon, though. Just a matter of how long the system has left in the tank. Speaking of which... I think someone launched a cyberattack on the killing game. Would explain the critical failures.”

“But, who?” Iyabo rebutted, frustrated by the lack of clear meaning. “Who wants ta stop this thing from playin’ out? Is someone tryin’ ya help us..? Or-“ She startled when she felt her foot nearly slip on something. Looking back, she could see the world around them evaporating, closing in on them inch by inch. “Jesus fuck! Uh-!” She looked to the others for support, clearly unable to keep up.

Putri took initiative, reaching out and taking Iyabo’s hand, and then Hiyoko’s in her other. “It’s going to be fine, it’s going to kick us out of the simulation. When it does, we have to get out of wherever we are being held and escape. O.. Okay?”

Hiyoko nodded firmly, gaining her confidence knowing they all could gang up on a common enemy. "First we shod totally rip the fingernails off whoever did this to us!" She said with a sadistic grin, pulling her free hand to her face as she snickered.

Hajime however stared towards the rapidly approaching endless sea of white. It was familiar, but never comforting. He couldn't help the dread of realizing he knew nothing about what was on the other side of this simulation. What would he wake up to? Whatever it was, he could only hope it was better than last time.

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Hajime, Putri, Hiyoko.. what the hell is happening?

“I-I don’t know! Don’t ask me!” Putri claimed, clearly uneasy and swinging her head from side to side. “W-Where’s my goddess? Where did she go!? Where are the others!?” She demanded.

“Hi, uh, yea, ‘m ‘ere too, dickhead!” Iyabo barks, trying not to stumble over her own two feet to get some distance between her and the others. She couldn’t comprehend the situation any better it seemed.

"We have to relax." Hajime chipped in. "We'll never come to a rational explanation if we panic. I'm sure the others are fine."

“Shut te fuck! Don’t tell me ta be calm! They just fuckin’ faded away right in front of us! Are ya mad!? Who would stay calm ‘bout this!?”

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HUH

The collar spent a moment on the floor, before it is yanked back through the opening, bringing air with it. Salient, the intended target, had completely vanished without a trace. It was as if he was never even there. With him gone, the trial would come to an unusual end. There's no one to execute. No blackened to punish. Everything just... stalled.

“..... Wot?” Iyabo blurted out, breaking the silence after staring at the spot where Salient once stood. “That’s not ‘posed ta happen, right..?” She took a step back, looking to her left and noticing that Finn was gone now as well. “Eh!? Finn? Finn..! Ya bloody sheepdog where’d ya go!?” She asked aggressively, unnerved by the quiet.

Putri stared as Fay faded away from existence in her corner while crying, blinking in surprise. “... Something is amiss.” She bit her lip, rapidly looking at the rest of the group to tell who would be next or if it would grind to a halt.

Wren was gripping at their hair, unable to process what was going on. They let out forced chuckles, not sure how to react to the current situation. Then, they too vanished.

Hiyoko watched in awe as one by one everyone disappeared. "W-What the hell is going on?!" She yelled, hugging herself as a small form of comfort. She looked around anxiously to whoever would be next. Right before her eyes, a confused Leigh vanished from sight, only making her freak out more.

Hajime was just as freaked out, his eyes darting to everyone wondering just what was happening. He hated not knowing what was going on... "What- how is this..?" He stammered, stumbling back anxiously.

Angie looked up with teary eyes, her expression one of surprise until she looked down at her fading body as well. “Ah... it is my time...” The artist clasped her hands together in prayer as she fell into oblivion.

Vanessa practically threw herself at Ivy, clinging onto her as if her life depended on it. For a moment, she could feel Ivy embracing her in return. Then, she felt herself hit the ground. “...I-Ivy...?” Looking up, she saw no trace of her sister. After taking a moment to process it all, she cried out in anguish, before her hands went to cover her sobbing face.

Miu gawks in horror as everyone disappears one by one, only to begin to feel her arms going numb themselves. She looked down and felt her heart sink. She was fading away. “N-No... no, no, no...” She repeated, stumbling forward to the nearest person, clinging onto them for dear life. This person so happened to be Hajime. “I-I don’t wanna go, I can’t go yet-! I-I’m not-! I-I-! I-I never got to-!” She sputtered out desperately with tears streaming down her face, but it was too late. Miu was gone.

Hajime stood in awe, staring wide eyed at where Miu was. He blinked back his own tears, but that's when it hit him. He knew how this was possible. The only question left was.. what await him when he too disappeared? He had a feeling about what it could be.

Ryan sighed, glancing down at himself. He was the next to fade out. “...I’m sorry, Almy.” A tear falls down his face and hits the ground as he disappears. A notebook follows suit, before that too disappears.

Aditi blinked her surprise away, looking down at her now ghostly hands. “I’ve eluded you a while..” She mumbled in reference to death itself. The only thing she did was look to Hajime and nod, as if handing over the torch for him to solve this himself. And, she faded away last.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! How am I supposed to continue now!? Help me out here, man! This wasn't supposed to-"

A gunshot interrupts Monokuma's rant. The bear slams against the back of his throne, before falling forward. A bullet hole is plain to see on his red eye.

Spy stared at where Monokuma once sat, aiming a now smoking pistol at the throne. After a moment, he let his arm drop, before unloading the firearm and placing it on his podium.

"...honestly? Fuckin' hated working for the guy."

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What's the question, Audi?

“...” After her eyes shift around the courtroom, they finally nestle on Monokuma. “Bear.” She calls out to the mascot. “A question. How many people must witness the body before the announcement plays?”

“Oh, a question for lil ol’ me? Ooh, how exciting! To answer your question, Aditi, the body discovery announcement plays after three people, excluding the blackened, have seen the body. This does not need to be simultaneous, either.”

"The announcement went off after me and Iyabo saw the body. That means someone else must've saw it too." Hajime pointed out. "It could've been an accomplice. That's the only way no one would report the body."

“The only way? Don’tcha think that’s a little close-minded?” Angie chided. “There could’ve been plenty of other reasons! Perhaps they were frightened by the sight of the body and ran off? Fight or flight response, y’know?”

“Yea, maybe someone who didn’t show up durin’ te whole ass investigation.” Iyabo glared at Vanessa from across the court room.

"Vanessa was in my room for the entire fucking investigation, Iyabo." Ivy snapped at Iyabo, staring her down in return. "Not only that, she was asleep the entire time. I get that you're bitter what happened yesterday, but save that for after we get this trial over with. Fucking hell."

Vanessa buried her face in her hands, still distraught over the events of yesterday. It didn't help that she had just woken up before everyone gathered for the trial, and was still tired.

“Oh really!? Yer gonna get on my case!? I’m te one who almost fuckin’ died, y’know!?” Iyabo snapped back, her hair practically frizzing up like an angry animal. “She could’ve fuckin’ left an’ came right back ‘fore hand after she saw te body. Yer te only one coverin’ fer ‘er. An’ ‘course ya would, she’s yer sister. Stop actin’ like I’m in te wrong! ‘M not! She’s a fuckin’ danger ta all of us!” She snarled.

“Oh yeah, I forgot! The robot lady did almost kill you, huh?” Putri chimed in, tilting her head to the side. Shrugging her shoulders lightly, she continued. “We have to suspect everyone, Ivy! Attempted murderers are logically a prim suspect, duh.”

"Anyway, enough about that!" Hiyoko chimed in. "The only people who wouldn't report a body that isn't an accomplice would be the blind bimbo and her right hand pal the creepy bird thing." She said, pointing at Fay and Leigh as she named them. "Did one of you go visit her and not get an answer? Huh?"

Leigh made a small face at the name, but was quick to shake their head. "No. I don't know Maisie well so I have no reason to visit her." They said with a small shrug.

Fay didn’t respond or even turn her head in Hiyoko’s direction. Spy picked up on that almost instantly, turning towards Fay with a concerned expression. "...Fay, did you open Maisie's room while you were heading down for breakfast? I know you would never kill her, but...we need to know."

The astrologist looked towards Spy’s voice, hearing the concern and her expression faltered finally. “.......... She would walk me to the diner- I... I didn’t know.. I-I...” Fay choked up and turned her head away, ruffling her hair to hide her teary eyes.

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could someone have broken her ankle first so she wouldn't be able to fight back as easily? i mean, not to point fingers, but hiyoko is definitely short enough..

“Oooh! That is an idea!” Angie chided, leaning from side to side. “It would be really easy to slip into her room and break her ankle in her sleep, no? Hiyoko is probably very stealthy with her talent too!”

“How te fuck would she do that, though?” Iyabo asked, scratching her cheek. “She’s pint sized, an’ te most strength she has ‘s prolly in ‘er legs. Unless she stomped on ‘er ankle, than I doubt it...”

“There’s also the matter of getting the acid needed to get into Maisie’s room. An acid of that strength could only be found in Salient’s lab, and he said he was in there that night.” Ivy glanced over at Salient, who was rubbing his arm. “Unless Hiyoko managed to sneak past him, there’s no way she would’ve gotten through the door.”

“We’re you all dropped on your heads as kids!? You’re not seeing the whole picture!” Miu snarked, speaking loudly enough to get all eyes on her. “Ballon tits wasn’t asleep with it happened. She was wearing her normal clothes. Who the fuck do you know that sleeps in high god damn heels?” Dramatically, she brushed her hair off her shoulder, smirking. “Nope! That little loli sex doll convinced Maisie to let her inside, she fucking killed her, and then got the acid once that nerd was outta his lab to start fucking with the evidence!” Miu set her hands on her hips, snorting. “Haha! Thank me later, plebs! I’m a fucking genius!”

"You're obviously wrong, good for nothing slut!" Hiyoko said, leaning on her podium to point at Miu. "Didn't you hear what she said or are there a bunch of rodents in your brain? I would have to sneak past Salient! My geta are too loud to sneak past anyone!" To demonstrate, she walked in place; causing small clacks of the wood hitting the floor to be heard. "See? Or did you get distracted thinking about your next quick fuck?!"

“Hiyoko has a point, Miu.” Salient rubbed his cheeks, letting out a quiet yawn. He’s still tired. “I would’ve heard that, clear as day. And I did not hear anything while I was down in my lab.”

“...also, acid is extremely dangerous to handle. If you’re not careful, you’re spilling that acid.” Spy sighed, adjusting his glasses. “I doubt Hiyoko would want to risk that. Especially since the acid would’ve eaten through both her clothes and her skin in a matter of minutes.”

“S-Seriously!? Why are you all trying to poke holes in my perfect theory!? Stop ganging up on m-me-!” Miu blanched, sputtering her words in a hurry as all the attention was directed towards her.

“Calm yourself.” Aditi growled in annoyance, causing Miu to squeak and hug herself. “While I agree, Hiyoko is likely not our lead, there is still a possible way she could be involved in this case. There is an unanswered question bothering me... one that none of the evidence has proven to answer...” She mused.

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Among the ground that already stood on the sandy beach under the sun, Putri seemed the most confused. “.... Is there a reason we’re just waiting here!? How are we supposed to hold a true trial on the shoreline? You scatterbrains will be distracted by the water!”

“Patience, Putri.” Aditi reminded the littler one, looking around at the group who had already arrived, anxious to keep track of all the live bodies around. They had a job to do after all. Iyabo was sulking with her back turned to everyone, not over her bitterness from Ivy flat out admitting what had happened the night before. Angie idled in place, looking out to sea and gawking at the bounty of colors. “... How do these trials work? Is there a system we must follow?”

“I assume there is. The bear will probably explain it to us once we get there.” Spy was sitting down, staring out into the ocean. “Chances are there’s more to this patch of sand than meets the eye. Considering how there’s a mall of labs underneath the hotel, on this remote island...Monokuma has more up his sleeve, I know it.” In the meantime, Wren was shuffling a deck of cards to pass the time. The sound of the cards were a nice break from the crash of the waves.

Salient stood a little ways away from the group, staring back at the hotel to see anyone who’s coming over. “...there’s a lot riding on this trial. One dies...or one lives.”

"Wow, okay emo." Hiyoko snorted, earning a small look of distaste from Hajime. "Either way, someone's dying so you all better do your best to make sure I'm not involved in the dying part." She said with a small laugh, a cruel attempt of hiding fear.

Leigh approached the group hesitantly, something seeming to be on their mind. They said nothing, however as they promptly went to stand next to Salient. They looked up at him for a moment before looking to the ground, nervously playing with their hair.

“Is this where we’re supposed to meet?” Someone called out to the crowd. It was Ivy, who was bridal carrying Vanessa. Vanessa was undoubtedly awake, but was clinging onto Ivy for dear life, head buried into the other’s chest, dead silent. “...I was expecting something more...befitting the situation.”

Spy turned back to look at Ivy and Vanessa, tilting his head. “...Vanessa doing alright?” Ivy responded with a shake of her head. Spy’s expression became one of concern. “Oh. Another time, then.”

“Nobody gives a fuck how she is anyway.” Iyabo snarked loudly, uncaring of how cruel it sounded. Gasper pawed at the girl’s face, trying to cheer her up, but only got gently pushed away. Fay stood close by, her hands touch her shorter friend’s shoulders in an attempt to calm her down, only to get swatted away as well.

“U-Um...” Fay started, unusually anxious. “Do any of you see the bear? Or do we have to wait on him? He’s not very punctual, huh? Heh..” She attempted to joke.

“He’ll be here when he wants to be here.” Ryan sighs, looking around at the group. “...where’s Finn and Miu? Shouldn’t they be heading this way right now? Why aren’t they here yet?”

“They’ll be here soon, I’m sure of it.” Ivy glanced over at Iyabo for a moment, before putting Vanessa back on her feet. “I’m sure they have good reasons for the delay. We shouldn’t worry about it.”

"Do you think they got caught up in something?" Hajime asked no one in particular, looking towards the hotel with worry. It was clear he was worried something bad happened. "If they aren't here soon someone should go try to find them.."

“... I know ‘m quiet, but I didn’t expect ya ta not notice I was right ‘ere.” Finn suddenly spoke up, indeed he was standing nearby, admiring the ocean out of sight. “‘M ready ta go when y’all are.”

“Let fuckin’ go of me! Aaaah!!!” Miu screeched in the distance, tears in her eyes and clawing at the ground as Monokuma was literally dragging her out of the hotel and to the beach. “You can’t make me do this shit again! You can’t-! Fuck you! You stupid god damn care bear reject!” She hollered while kicking violently at the animatronic.

“Too bad, so sad! You know the rules!” Monokuma ignored Miu’s struggling, and simply dragged her towards the group. Once they both got close, he just let go of Miu and walked towards everyone else. “Alright, everyone’s here now! Now...time to break ground.”

With those words uttered, the patch of beach everyone was on began to sink into the ground. A secret elevator...to parts unknown...

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And who got Maisie’s video?

Iyabo decided to pip up at that mention, cutting through the silence. “Not me. I got Wren’s fuckin’ secret.” She glanced around. “Is knowin’ who had ‘er secret really gonna help now? Wot could it even have been? Definitely not ‘nough ta get ‘er killed, right?”

“Well, that’s easy! Let’s just tell everyone what the secrets were and clear the air!” Putri suggested, looking around suspiciously. “If we all don’t have anything to hide, then it’ll go much smoother!”

“Mmm... Angie can see your point! But... that seems a bit dangerous, no?” Angie tilted her head. “If all of us know each other’s secrets, some worse than others, then we’ll only have more motives to distrust each other, yes? That’s what Monokuma wants from us! Disharmony and distrust!”

“.... I get it.” Finn nodded his head, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Maybe it’s better ta not say ‘em all? Somethings are better left unsaid, right?” He cowered back at the look Iyabo shot him.

"There's arguments to be made for both sides. If we don't know, people will start to get paranoid. If we do know, then it depends on the secret. Like Angie said, some are worse than others. Like...Spy's." Ivy put a hand on her hip, sighing in disappointment. "...I thought he would be better than that..."

"Then we should just stick with who got who's. Which shouldn't be too hard! Just ask, and make a list and if we get doubles someone's lying and can be counted as a suspect!" Hiyoko said proudly, knowing her idea was a good one.

“Isn’t there a slight chance the murder wasn’t related to the motive videos?” Wren’s voice wasn’t confident, like they weren’t completely believing their own idea. “I mean, it’s a slight chance, but maybe the motive videos are a red herring.”

“Unless someone had a personal vendetta against Maisie, then there is no other explanation to why this happened.” Aditi sighed, glancing to the corpse again. “I don’t believe anyone here hated her... unless I’m missing some information..”

"I'm sure all the guys liked her, I'll tell you that." Hiyoko said with a snicker. "So it was probably some jealous chick if the motives aren't involved."

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I think we need more alibis

“Alibis are useful, but they can only get us so far. In a case such as this, they may prove to only confuse us more and more..” Aditi sighs.

“Yes, yes! Besides, not everyone is here!” Angie pointed out, looking to Ivy. “Can Angie ask where your sister is, Vee?”

Iyabo immediately stiffened at the mention of Vanessa. Her unease quickly turned to bitterness, not fearing being petty at all. “Yea. Where is that bitch, huh?” She asked with a pout.

Ivy sighed, putting a hand on her hip, glaring at Iyabo with a blank expression. “...asleep. I was planning to wake her up when the body was found. She’s still in my room.” Her tone was indignant, fully aware of why Iyabo reacted how she did. “This couldn’t have been her. I made sure of it.”

"Iyabo you got kinda.. aggressive.." Hajime pointed out with concern, hoping that nothing was wrong. Maybe Iyabo and Vanessa had something bad happen between them.. "Is everything okay?"

"...no, Hajime. Vanessa, she...she tried to kill Iyabo." Ivy sighed, still somewhat beating herself up over the incident. "I...she-"

“Yea, she did.” Iyabo spat, clearly angry at the memory. “Way ta just spit it out like that. Do ya wanna make me look like some floozy who can’t fight back? Fuck yerself!” She huffed, brushing past them all and heading for the doorway. Aditi reached out to grab her arm, but the zoologist slapped her hand away. “Keep yer fuckin’ dog on a leash ‘fore someone puts ‘er down, bitch.” She hissed at Ivy, uncaring about how she felt at the moment and walking out abruptly.

“Iyabo-” Too late, Iyabo had already moved out of earshot. Ivy sighed. “...fuck.”

"O-oh.." He stammered, surprised at the reaction he got. "I should apologize for making her talk about it later.." Hajime said, mostly to himself. That’s two people he had to apologize to now..

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unfortunately, i'm not even sure we can trust alibis. there was a two-person conversation the night of the kill, where one person asked the other to help 'get rid of the evidence', which they agreed to... i hate to suggest this, but maybe the killer had an accomplice.

“What!?” Putri gapped like a shocked fish. She whined aloud. “So we can’t even use alibis!? Then how are we supposed to figure out who it could be!?” She demanded.

“It’s simple. We have to consider who would’ve worked together to plan this murder. We have to factor in relationships into the mix.” Aditi sighed. “Who would cooperate to complete a murder together..”

"We also have to consider what that person would reasonably know." Hajime added, a little too knowledgeable on this kind of thing. "Like who would know to tamper with the temperature so we couldn't tell the time of death."

“People with experience with bodies or a scientific talent!” Putri proclaimed. “Soooo... Me and my goddess... the doctor... the chemist... Iyabo... the inventor, maybe? People with those kind of talents!”

“Why te fuck am I involved!?” Iyabo asked defensively. “I work with animals, not fuckin’ people-! I only handle bodies when they pass on an’ shit, it’s not like it’s my hobby like you two-!” She huffed accusatorially at Putri and Aditi specifically.

"...considering how sloppy this was, I'm actually starting to think this wasn't planned." Ryan rubbed his chin. "Think about it. There's signs of struggle, and Maisie's fully clothed. Something tells me she wasn't planning on sleeping last night."

"...it sounds like she was expecting someone to come to her room. Why else would she be awake at the time?" Ivy's expression lit up slightly, as she started to catch on to what Ryan was insinuating. "Although...if murder wasn't the aim, what was?"

"Perhaps Maisie and our killer were going to meet for whatever reason. Perhaps it's possible that she was the one planning to kill them and got killed in self defense?" Leigh asked, hoping that their theory could be correct. "That could be why it was so sloppy. They never planned to kill in the first place."

“Hmm...” Ryan put a hand to his chin, lost in thought. “...that would certainly be a good explanation. Although... can someone check the door? I suspect a break-in.”

“Yaha!” Angie chimes, matching back from her position at the entrance of the room, holding what looked like a lock mechanism for the door. “Angie would have to agree! There is clear evidence of a break! What do ya think, hm??”

Truth Bullet Found: Broken Lock

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Psst! Iyabo! We know who Maisie got in her secret video. It's a certain yellow clad, religious artist...

“Te cult leader? Makes sense. I just...” Iyabo looked over at Angie who was talking to the group without a care in the world. “I-I dunno, could she even pull this off? Maisie’s way taller than ‘er, an’ stronger from bein’ a dancer. How could she have got te knife too? If nobody saw ‘er do it...” She sighed, frustrated already.

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Are there bloodstains present anywhere else in the room aside from what we saw when we discovered her body?

Iyabo waltzed around the room, looking over every inch that met her eye. “... ‘m not seein’ and blood. Just te normal shit ya’d find in any chick’s room.” She sighed, Gasper pawing at her cheek to cheer her up. “But.. uh... somethin’s’ missin’...”

"Missing? What could possibly be missing?" Hiyoko asked with a pout, considering the taller girl an idiot for thinking something could be missing at a time like this.

“...you know, maybe we should look at the video Maisie got. See whose secret she got. Might give us a clue, y’know.” Ryan scanned the room, looking for the tablet. “She probably has it hidden somewhere. I know I hid the one I got.”

“That’s wot ‘m sayin’-! There’s no video in ‘ere!” Iyabo announced loudly, trying to cut over the voices she heard. “I can’t find it anywhere? Sure, she prolly hid it, but-? We’ve checked in all the nooks and crannies, where te fuck else could it be!?”

"Maybe the killer hid it in their room to hide it was theirs!" Hiyoko suggested loudly, making sure her voice was heard. "They probably didn't want her to know what their secret was!"

“... It’s been a fuckin’ weeks though? Maisie prolly already watched it..” Iyabo informed Hiyoko. “They... prolly wanted ta take it an’ kill ‘er so no one knew their secret, right? Ta tie up all te loose ends?”

“That seems like the most likely scenario. Someone wanted to make sure no one else knew the secret Maisie got.” Ivy put a hand to her chin. “The question is...who knows what secret Maisie got? I know I don’t know what it was.”

"I got yours, so mahbe we could ask everyone and do process of elimination?" Hiyoko once again suggested with a tilt of the head. "Though it could get annoying since someone could lie about it! Maybe we should make them show us who they got!"

Truth Bullet Obtained: Missing Secret Video

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investigate the body, specifically the shoes and the hands

At the mention of shoes, Hajime looked towards them to see the left shoe had it's heel broken, barely holding onto the shoe. "Hey, Audi. Her heel is broken." He pointed out to her. "Do you think that's sign of a struggle?"

Her eyes looked down to the broken heel, her hand reaching out and toying with the small wedge that hung loosely. “Possibly? I can’t say for sure. I’ve never worn heels. How easily can they break?”

“They’re not easy ta break.” Iyabo stepped forward, keeping a mild distance from the body, not as comfortable being up close and personal with a corpse. “Chicks dance in ‘em and do tons ‘a crazy shit while wearin’ ‘em. It all depends on yer balance. She was a dancer, right? There’s no way it would break easily with ‘er grace.” She shook her head. “It had ta be broken on purpose.”

"That makes sense. She does have to have strong heels to support dancing." He said, putting a hand up to his chin in thought. "So that definitely means there was a struggle- wait... how do you know about her heels?" He asked, looking towards Iyabo. She definitely wasn't a heel type of person.

Iyabo bristled at the question, almost immediately getting defensive. “W-Wot? I can’t know ‘bout girly shit too? ‘S not that big ‘a deal! ‘M just sayin’ from wot I’ve seen, okay!? Fuckin’ hell!” She grumbled, exasperated and clearly embarrassed.

Truth Bullet Obtained: Broken Heel!

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Fay... hon... ya homie's dead

“.... Huh...?” Fay asked slowly, blinking in confusion. Dead? That’s not... true? Everyone’s here, aren’t they? The astrologist’s mouth knitted into a frown, eyes narrowing. “That... That’s not funny. You’re not funny, anon. Guys? Guys, s-someone say something please...?” She spoke aloud nervously, waiting for an answer from anyone.

Iyabo opened her mouth, having finally calmed down enough to speak. She looked around to see if anyone else planned to speak up. “Fay...... um... there’s... uh...” Even after breathing, she couldn’t get the heart to look at her in the eyes.

"What's with all the commotion?" Ivy had found her way towards the group, being drawn out by the scream. "Why did someone-" It was then that she saw Maisie. Her jaw dropped in shock. The look on her face said it all. I can't believe it...

Despite seeing it time and time again, it still shook Hajime to his core. But someone had to tell her. Someone had to tell Fay what happened. With a sigh, he put a hand on Fay's shoulder for comfort. "Maisie.. she's gone, Fay." He gulped, quite phased himself. "I'm sorry.." He said, giving her a small squeeze for support.

Fay didn’t move for a moment.

Her hand raised, suddenly pushing Hajime’s hand off of her forcefully. “....... what...?”

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The air was thick, making it very suddenly harder to breathe for the zoologist. Her eyes were wild with panic, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, despite her best efforts to hold them inside. One hand cupped over her mouth to stop from screaming again like she did earlier before. Even while hearing footsteps rapidly approaching from behind, she couldn’t look away from the hotel room she was staring into. The door was ajar and left open for everyone to view the horrors inside.

Hajime was the first to approach Iyabo, pausing behind her and panting for a second with his head down to catch his breath from his sudden sprint. He started running as soon as he heard the scream, abandoning anything and everything to make sure nothing was wrong. Yet it seemed everything was wrong. "What happened are you okay-" He interrupted himself as he looked up, his own face contorting to one of horror. "Oh..." He said quietly, a wave of sadness and disgust hitting him like a slap to the face.

*DING DONG BING BONG*

A body has been discovered!

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Iyabo! Are you okay? Is Gasper alright?

“N-No. No, I’m not fuckin’ okay!” She shouted, her voice coming back to her slowly. Her hand reached up and pet Gasper, feeling down his back for any injuries. “He’s fine. He’s good. I’m...” She huffed, glaring at the ground then back to you. “Keep that bitch away from me. She’ll be lucky if I don’t tell everyone and have ‘er ass locked up. Fuckin’ psycho..” She ranted.

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