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[Stars]

Stars turns to Monkey and makes an attempt at humor: "Let's just hope Jimmy Kudo doesn't show up. Then someone is guaranteed to die, and it will have been one of us who did it."

[Puffin]

"I don't think you need to worry about the werewolf having a weapon, Glace," Puffin said, "I'd bet they could tear you apart with or without a dinky little knife... but hiding that knife. That we might have to worry about. Even if Amethyst is just holding onto it for her own safety- if it gets stolen from her and no one knows where it went, then that's our one defense gone. Unless anyone else has something made of pure silver."

[BottomGuy]

BottomGuy had been standing in the back the entire time, just taking everything in. He tended to prefer let everyone else talk first and come in when there was a pause. On the plus side it let him soak everything in, which was a lot. It felt a little odd to not be incredibly upset looking at the dead butler and werewolf. He had to chalk it up to having finished taking a course on War and Memory, where there were a lot of horrible photographs to look through. BottomGuy's mind raced as he thought about everything everyone had been saying.

"I don't have anything silver, but I have a knife." BottomGuy took out his Swiss Army Knife and flipped open the sizeable blade. "Probably won't do anything against a werewolf, but I'd rather have it than nothing. Maybe we should start looking for a way to protect ourselves or at least get out of here. I know he said we were stuck," pointing to the butler, "but you never know. I've broken into my house three times when I forgot the keys."

BottomGuy looked back at the motionless figure of the butler on the floor. He just thought about how he had managed to kill a werewolf and then was brave enough to kill himself to try to save us. "You sir were a badass," was what he thought to himself.

[lazlo falconi]

"Hold on Xteven, Kamau and BG are right, we should all touch the knife, and try to find a way out... Just in case. Maybe we won't need to move the... Bigfoot. Does everyone agree?" Lazlo reached forward, toward Amethyst, who held out the knife just a little bit. He put his fingers on the blade... Nothing happened.


((GM Note: I have instructed all supernatural creatures on what to do if they decide to touch the blade, also there is absolutely no escape, so you can look if you want, you won't find it))

[Stars]

Not wanting anyone to think him a werewolf, Stars steps forward as well. "My teachers always warn me about handling sharp things that have been in contact with blood, but if it will help clear me of any suspicion..." He pinches the outstretched blade lightly between two fingers, taking care not to cut himself on it.

[Amethyst]

Amethyst casually brushes her hand forward across the barely un-sheathed tip of the knife, still holding it firmly with her other hand, though so far out as to allow anyone an easy touch.

As she touches it- nothing happens. She shrugs, and answers,
"Glace, I just said if you had a problem with it, I don't mind letting it go. But on the same note, it can just as easily be stolen from me as it could from any one of us... So what are we possibly supposed to do with it?"

[Glaciermage]

Glace nods at Amethyst.

"You keep it Amethyst. You're as good a candidate for "knife bearer" as any of us. You seem to have a good grasp on your emotions, and I appreciate the way you've taken charge. I guess I've just been grasping at straws, trying to find some sort of control in this crazy situation."

Glace sits down and puts his hands on his head. "Oh! This is so depressing! Is there any booze around here? What a dreadful situation! It seems almost hopeless, being locked in here for 7 days, and we're getting closer and closer to dark."

[Hyperlisk]

"Did someone say booze? I might a a bottle or two in my bags *wink*! We can get down when we get to the room. Something to take the mind off this sounds nice. But first..."

Hyperlisk steps towards Amethyst, looking warily at the blade.

"Here goes..."

Hyperlisk grasps the blade with both hands.

"Nothing..." he says as he backs away. "Well that's good."

[Xteven Xavier]

Xteven Dropped the arm of the werewolf he was holding and walked over to amethyst, "alright let me see then," he reached his hand out to touch the blade when he heard a noise that startled him and he nicked his finger on the blade.

Ouch he imediately began sucking on his newly bleeding finger but other than the blood there was no affect from the cut.

"Thanks A lot Monkey" he said through his now partially blocked mouth.

[Stars]

Stars' eyes widened a little as Xteven cut his finger. "You should clean that right away. Who knows what kind of...werewolf pathogens might be on that knife. I'll see if I can find any kind of medical supplies. Does someone want to help me look?"

[lazlo falconi]

Yeah I'll come help you. There should be a medicine cabinet or a first aid kit somewhere around here. Xteven you really should be more careful. As he and Stars roamed the halls, Glacie's words stuck in his head, "we're getting closer and closer to dark." He looked out a window, the sun was just starting to touch the treeline. Was there anything they could do to stop this?


((GM Note: You have about 12 hours left in the day phase))

[BottomGuy]

"Whoa!" BottomGuy exclaimed as Xteven cut himself on the blade. "I know we're all a little jumpy now, but c'mon." BottomGuy let out a sigh and shook his head a little bit. He approached Amethyst but instead of reaching to touch the blade, he grabbed the corner of his shirt. BottomGuy rubbed the blade with his shirt to clean off any blood that might have gone on it from Xteven cutting himself. "I know how easy you can get sick from the smallest things. I'm not taking a chance with...whatever werewolf mechanics we're working with." BottomGuy pinched the exposed blade and rubbed it a bit between his two fingers for good measure.

"There. All good." And I'll help you look, Stars. There should be something either in the bathrooms or a servant area if this place follows any form of logic. With there being a werewolf I wouldn't be surprised if we found it in the laundry room." BottomGuy let out another sigh and rolled his eyes. Whenever anything remotely stressful started to happen, he knew he'd start sighing every minute. "Anyway, let's go." [[Curse you, Lazlo! Posted while I was typing my post!]] "While they're looking for a first aid kit, anyone want to come with me to look for anything else useful? Who know's what's in this place."

[Monkeydog]

"Well I don't want to be the only one not touching the bloody knife."

Monkeydog takes the blade from BG and rubs it between his palms.

"See I'm not melting, clearly not a werewolf. Potentially still a vampire, probably a bigfoot."

Monkeydog then hands the bald back to Amethyst and looks towards BG.

"Anyways, as roommates, we should stick together. I don't want anything to happen to you in case there are werewolves about...unless you are a werewolf, then I don't mind if you die. So I'll head out with you, although I don't know how many useful things we can find in this antiquated dungeon."

[Kamau]

Kamau looked on as everyone approached the knife one by one, touching it and - hopefully - proving they weren't werewolves. Touching the knife was really the only way he could think of to prove no one was infected, but even that was just a guess. It wasn't like he was an expert on werewolves or anything... Hearing Monkey's comment about not wanting to be the only one to not touch the knife, Kamau realized he hadn't actually touched it yet.

Quickly, he moved forward to fix that. It had been his idea after all, and mainly his distraction that had caused him to not do so yet anyway. Gingerly, he touched the blade, running his finger along the top of the knife that was thankfully now cleared of blood, thanks to BG's thoughtfulness. He was glad, because while he was willing to touch the knife, he had been concerned about touching any blood...For that reason he was glad everyone seemed distracted from moving the body.

Yes, other things seemed to be on everyone's minds. He watched as Stars and Lazlo walked off to find a medicine kit - that'd be useful. Then Monkey and BG agreed to go off together.

Kamau shifted from his left foot to his right, looking at the others still in the room. What could he do that would be useful? The only thing he could think would be to go in a different direction than the others, but he didn't want to go alone.

[Jody]

Jody steps forward with a hand outstretched. "Okay, let me touch it so we can finish this test." She reaches out and pokes the side of the blade gently, then quickly recoils, hissing in pain. At the gasps and quick side steps of the others, Jody snickers a little. "Oh jeez, I'm just kidding. Look." Patting, prodding, touching and rubbing the blade everywhere, then showing her normal and unscathed hands to the MonkeyCon crowd, Jody looks satisfied.

"Hopefully we can think of better ways to test for this sorta stuff, because as it stands, supposedly no one is infected. And if the Butler is right, well... we must be missing something. Honestly, this is more scary than finding out if one of us is actually, indeed, a werewolf. Because now we know someone might be one, but we have no leads..." Looking around sadly, Jody opts to sit on the edge of the table instead of leave the room. "I'm not sure what to do, to be honest. I'm scared to leave with a single person and open up the opportunity to be attacked. If someone needs me to do something or has any idea of something constructive, I'm down, but I'm not really up for wandering around this huge ass castle on my own with possible werewolves waiting to wreak havoc..."

[lazlo falconi]

Lazlo and Stars return with their hands full of gauze and bandaids and other simple medical supplies. "We found this stuff in a closet across from the servant's quarters. Stars, since you have some medical history, do you want to patch Xteven up? It's probably nothing serious, but you might see something we would miss."

((Xteven's wound is just a small cut on his finger, it seems to be doing find and requires only a bandaid.

Medical supplies:
30 ft of Gauze
15 adhesive bandages
1 medical scissors
12 oz bottle of rubbing alcohol

))

"It's getting pretty late, huh?" Lazlo looked out at the countryside. The sun was just starting to dip below the horizon. He dreaded what might happen tonight, but just couldn't bring himself to suggest... He couldn't even think it. What has happening? Were these really the same friends he'd grown up with on the Internet?

[Stars]

Stars takes a closer look at Xteven's cut. "Nothing looks odd about it...not that I have any experience with, y'know, werewolf-related stuff." He passes Xteven one of the bandages and a scrap of cloth soaked with rubbing alcohol. "Since we're rooming together, I'll try to watch for any changes. Not sure what I can do if you did catch something, but...who knows."

Before everybody leaves for their rooms, Stars makes his way over to Amethyst. In a lowered voice he asks,

Spoiler

"Mind if I hang onto the knife tonight, just in case?"

((Anyone else who reads that can be counted as eavesdropping. :p))

[Xteven Xavier]

"Hey thanks for the concern Guys, Sorry I'm a bit jumpy It's just the situation you know?" Xteven said with real regret in his voice, "But for real we need to get these bodies out of here and clean up someone help me get this werewolf body, it's my primary concern, leaving it around could produce who knows what kind of fungus or mold." He then grabbed the arms and waited.

[BottomGuy]

BottomGuy turned his head to Monkeydog with a bit of a puzzled look on his face. "...Thanks, I think. I hope you die if you're the werewolf, too." BottomGuy headed off right after Stars and Lazlo went to look for the medical supplies. BottomGuy just wanted to peak into the nearby rooms in case there was anything important or useful lying around. Even if this place was old, old things could be useful. Even a decorative suit of armor could prove valuable to them. If anything else maybe BottomGuy could get away with a historical souvenir. As they walked around BottomGuy rummaged out a notebook from his backpack that he had with him. They were travelling after all. As he walked he took notes of what was on his mind.

After looking around for a bit, BottomGuy realized how late it was getting. "We should probably head back to everyone else and then get some sleep. There is no way I can stay awake for seven days. But first." BottomGuy turned to a fresh page in his notebook and quickly scribbled something down. He then tore the page out and handed it to Monkeydog. "In case I get back to the room before you, that's how I'll know to let you in. To be honest, I'm more concerned there is some freaky killer on the loose that could bust into the room than a werewolf." BottomGuy made a final note in his notebook and then headed back to the kitchen to rendezvous with everyone.

"We miss anything guys? Oh good, you found some medical supplies."

[lazlo falconi]

Lazlo, Monkeydog, and Hyperlisk each grabbed one of the beast's limbs, and helped Xteven drag it to a meat locker in the kitchen. When they got back, it appeared as though the conventioners had all retired to their rooms. The four looked at each other and shrugged, wordlessly agreeing that it was probably best to try to get some sleep. Maybe this would all blow over by morning.

It seemed each room had a similar idea of locking the doors to keep any potential boogymen out. Mentally exhausted, everybody seemed to fall asleep rather quickly.

((SUNEST OF THE FIRST NIGHT))
((-Six Days Remain-))

((It is currently the night phase. Those of you with night activities, please PM them to me. You may converse openly with your room mate in this thread, but please do not reply to anyone who is not in your room.))