Scioly Assassination 154: Music To My Ears

[twoplustwoisten]

Also, what's up with Fyren's secret? (Is that something I can ask aloud?)

It is forbidden knowledge.

Why is this knowledge forbidden?

[Fyren]

Also, what's up with Fyren's secret? (Is that something I can ask aloud?)

It is forbidden knowledge.

Why is this knowledge forbidden?

Because I decided it was forbidden.

[caitlinwithaC]

It is forbidden knowledge.

Why is this knowledge forbidden?

Because I decided it was forbidden.

The best type of knowledge, of course.

[Fyren]

Why is this knowledge forbidden?

Because I decided it was forbidden.

The best type of knowledge, of course.

Sigh...

[Assassinator]

Torchic tossed the phone to the side. She was supposed to die? If she was supposed to go, how many had actually gone in this explosion? She ran around frantically, trying to find a sign of life in the sea of corpses. After a few minutes, she heard movement.

"WHO'S THERE?!" She grabbed a broken piece of wood somewhat resembling a knife and kept her guard up, ready to use her fighting skills learned in martial arts classes.

Badum. Badum. Badum.

Her heart pounded louder than drums as she walked over, shaking with every step she took.

"My legs..." Fyren spoke barely above a whisper as she struggled to get herself out of the debris. Torchic ran over to her and lifted the piles of wood and cement off her now crushed and broken legs. Fyren winced and balled up her fists, using all her energy to not scream. Torchic heard more rustling.

"Torchic? Is that you?" SilverBreeze's voice echoed through the room as she got up, her hand grasping onto her head.

"Yeah. Are you okay?"

"I'm mostly fine. I think I hit my head somewhere, but that's it. Have you seen Tim?"

"I'm over here!" Umaroth pushed some rubble to the side as he ran over and hugged SilverBreeze. Slowly, more and more people rose up from the fallout. Torchic turned her attention back to the phone.

"Hey, do any of you recognize this?" She played the piece over for them until CPScienceDude jumped up.

"I think I know just what song that is!" He took out his phone and went on YouTube and quickly searched up the song he was thinking of. He was right.

"It's King of the Clouds by Panic! At The Disco, but why are you asking?"

"Well, I think I got a text from... whoever did this. They implied that I was supposed to die, but they gave me this recording afterwards."

Silence.

"IHateClouds?! Are you here?!" EwwPhysics yelled suddenly, making everyone jump as the silence rung on.

No response.

"IHATECLOUDS?!" EwwPhysics began screaming frantically as she ran around searching for her. Suddenly, she bumped into a large square of cement about the size of a person. She looked around it anxiously until she saw a bit of blood underneath it along with a piece of IHateClouds' shirt. She jumped. You see an inscription in the cement. It reads Iyjwasif Jclelgw.

"No... this can't be happening... NO!" Sneepity ran over to her and pulled her away from the scene as EwwPhysics cried for her friend. Everyone stood silently, unable to react.

"...Lizzy?" A small voice came out from the block of cement. EwwPhysics stopped crying for a second and freed herself from Sneepity's arms. She ran back to the cement block.

"Over here..." Scuffling emerged from around the rock as a head popped out. It was IHateClouds.

"YOU'RE ALIVE?!" EwwPhysics ran over to her and lifted her out of the debris she was buried in.

"Yeah, I think so... my arm feels weird, though." IHateClouds looked over at her arm and tried to move it.

"Um... Clouds? I don't know how to say this, but... well... your arm is gone." EwwPhysics' voice shook as she spoke, her eyes staring at where IHateClouds' arm once was.

"You're joking... right?" IHateClouds slowly looked over at where her arm was supposed to be and screamed. It was gone for good. TheChiScientist ran over and picked up IHateClouds, taking her to a corner that was relatively untouched. Torchic watched the scene play out without moving, fearful of what would happen next.

Ding!

A phone rang next to a barely conscious Booknerd. He picked it up out of instinct, not fully comprehending what was going on, and read the message out loud:

It seems that I need to get my act together. I guess I'll try to brush up a bit. Oh, by the way, anyone can solve this one.

[END OF PAGE 3]

[MorningCoffee]

Extremely small text hidden: You see an inscription in the cement. It reads Iyjwasif Jclelgw.
probably something for codebusters?

[caitlinwithaC]

You see an inscription in the cement. It reads Iyjwasif Jclelgw.

Ouch, IHateClouds. Does it count as a success if she's alive but the entire concert hall is destroyed and a whole bunch of others are dead/mangled?

There's also the new signature - "That poor shirt... I had the perfect outfit for it, too."

And hasn't anyone been able to solve anyways? (in reference to the last paragraph)

This got really brutal, really quick. Can someone decode that inscription maybe?

[BennyTheJett]

The sassy is clearly a girl imo, and they know of "Lizzy" so they must be discord active.

[twoplustwoisten]

Vigenere key of 'anyone' decodes Iyjwasif Jclelgw. into Illinois Loyalty

[caitlinwithaC]

The skribbl.io clues list always included "Booknerd Fyren Illinois" in quick succession. Would it be one of them?

edit: It's actually "Fyren Booknerd Illinois," and there are no commas.