Thank you PrimetimePokemon! @koala I see that yours’s is much cleaner than the one we currently have here in the vault.
There it is @needszeebs .
I can’t believe Pratte is dead. Ok, now that I’m back in my room, I can think through things more clearly.
The last time I saw Smpratte alive was when I was on the lobby couch around 530pm. He was heading towards the vault with @Dyl.
At 630pm, I went to the vault. I know I turned the lights on, but it was still dark for some reason. Between the weed and the cosmo, I wasn’t firing on all cylinders and was bouncing from wall to wall in what felt like a small corridor. I needed to rest and passed out for about 15 minutes… I can’t remember anything else.
Oh yeah, and that guy @stagecoach was just as obsessed about Prof Oak’s death as Pratte was. Always asking questions, obviously trying to resurrect his Youtube career, exploiting someone’s death. The guy will probably do the same thing now ![]()
You passed out like… you went to sleep there, on the floor in the vault? Do you normally have problems with sleep, or is this unexpected? Also, are you saying youre having memory issues surrounding the incident? Is it possible someone may have slipped something in your… weed?
P.S. they rly did my boy dirty, stabbing him in the neck with a blastoise figure is insane ![]()
At 5:15, I met up with smpratte again. I was feeling quite defeated because the higher-ups at Heritage weren’t wanting to give me more money for his cards.
Together, Scott and I found a corner of the vault to discuss the sale of some cards. We were still chatting together about the finer points of early Pokémon art when the lights flickered and went out. I heard someone screaming from the other end of the hall, and nearly shat myself. Smpratte told me to wait in the vault while he went to investigate.
That was the last time that I saw him alive.
I do have one thing to admit: @pfm is my Uncle.
He told me to come to Wolds in the first place to buy Scott’s cards. He did not tell me why, but @pfm seemed quite eager to get his hands on a particular card - the TMB 008/P. Unfortunately, smpratte was asking more than I could afford, even with the cashflow from Heritage.
The handwriting on smpratte’s note looks familiar - like I’ve seen it somewhere else recently…
smpratte’s note
Dear PFM,
As you know, times have been hard since Professor Oak’s death. I struggle each day to find the strength to go on. The hobby is leaving me drained and bewildered. I am lost. I am alone. Tonight, when I fall asleep, I do not plan to see the morning- my sleeping pills should ensure I never awake.
You have been a good friend, truly my best friend, I want you to have my Tropical Mega Battle 008/P
With heartfelt regret,
S….M…. Pratte….
I don’t really remember if it was a sleep it off deal or something else, just that I was out for 15 min.
I don’t have sleep issues, so this wasn’t really expected for me. Maybe one of these bozos messed with my weed, idk. Don’t really trust any of these people at this point bro
PFM is ur uncle?! Honestly i dont even know, all of you guys are sus af and ur all scheming and hiding stuff ![]()
Anyway, i have established that i have the gift of foresight
What were you saying about smpratte being absolutely fine @pfm !! We may need to compare his handwriting to that on the note
Ah yes! That’s the pin that I gifted dear Scotty! Woe is me…
I just went in with a flashlight… OH MY POOR BOY! LOOK WHAT THEY DID TO MY BOY!! I’m gonna faint! I need to get out of here. I’ll go to my room. Where is my wife!?
Ok think 'ole bren, think.
One of these murderous conniving young’ens did this. How can I figure this out. Yes… ok. Calm down. I must have seen Scotty around 4pm in the lobby. This happened very, very recently. He was with that coach lad. Talking about his channel.
I was on a walk outside around this time… what else? Oh, right. I was on the phone with my distributors having a particularly unpleasant conversation in the first place, so I was unnerved. It didn’t help when I overhead something… and replaying it now in my mind considering what has come of light is filling me with dread!
Other Scott was conversing with that Dyl businessman. Outside at a car they were conversing. I remember one handing the other a little bottle that looked like a pill bottle. It struck me strange only when they both seemed secretive, and especially when the latter said something to the effect of, “are you sure about this?”.
It all seems so suspicious now! Dear bunny man other Scott, what have you got yourself involved in! You better not be involved! He trusted you!
I was people watching after having opened a few more ETB’s when the scene erupted at the vault. The lights were flickering… people were gathering. That’s when we found Scotty!
I hadn’t seen my wife until I went back to the lobby though, as I was immediately looking for her to break the news, since she wasn’t there like everyone else. Then I went to the room where I am now. I have to think if I remember anything else… I think this evil person did this very secretly. No one seems to know what is going on. But a lot of these fellas have weird stories they are sharing…
What is this? That supposed note is the biggest bullshoot I’ve ever had my old ears hear! There’s treachery afoot! Scotty would never say such things!
He was enduring, brave, proud, and successful. And was passionate about the art of it all, as I am! So much to live for, such a happy young man. This is a frame!
So @pfm, is this why you were seen taking the bottle of pills from Scott’s room? You were concerned for him and wanted to ensure nothing bad happened? Did the note look like his handwriting? Something seems amiss…
Speaking of @pfm, where is he now? I’m concerned for his well-being, as we have not heard from him for a little while. Perhaps something has happened to him as well?! Oh the humanity! I still don’t trust this Dyl pickle guy…
Cue dramatic flashback montage
@Dyl distracted Scott while @pfm grabbed Scott’s sleeping pills, and the two were later seen in possession of and conspiring over the bottle by @brendantheclayboy. Now those very pills are mentioned in “smpratte’s” supposed final note, alongside very specific instructions to pass on the treasured 008/P to @pfm.
A brief distraction, a tampered bottle of sleeping pills, and a forged note … now to simply return the bottle to the man - not a problem for such a good friend of his - and the job’s done.
But something went wrong - the pills were misplaced … perhaps inadvertently finding their way into @Will’s drink.
With the original plan foiled, an alternative was improvised … a meeting in the dark, and a weapon most devious;
What was the item he dropped on the lobby floor? Was it the pin, picked up by his future killer - a weapon used to pin the blame on its recent purchaser? Or was it a bottle of tampered pills, recently returned to him by a good friend, soon unwittingly picked up (and consumed) by @Will, a known consumer of hallucinogenic substances?
The truth seems near … yet many questions go unanswered still!
Can anyone account for the whereabouts of the pill bottle at this current time?
Can anyone recall finding or spotting any dropped items on the lobby floor?
Can @Dyl and @pfm explain their alleged covert meeting?
We want answers whippersnappers!
I need to clear the air.
I demanded @pfm to tell me why he wanted me to pretend to be a SGC card grader or I would not go through with his ruse. He went on some convoluted story about the TMB 008/P and wouldn’t stop talking. His plans to obtain the card seemed deranged, but he kept saying how desperate he was to have this final piece to his collection, promising me a massive profit from the deal.
At 2:15 @pfm sneaked into my room with a bottle of sleeping pills. He told me to crush them up and keep them in my pocket. If smpratte refused to sell to me, I was to slip them into his coconut water first chance I could get.
I didn’t want to be involved. I WAS COERCED BY THE BUNNY MAN!
Leaked Discord Messages from Stagecoach; Whoever he is conversing with has been blurred out for sensitivity. You get the impression it is not someone connected with the case and is just a member of his Stagecoach Fan Discord.
On SMPRATTE at Worlds…
“The clock in the vault was stuck at 6:45 PM from when the power went out. I had last seen Scott briefly at 5:30 when I was hanging out in the pool.”
“Yes. Literally kissing his grandma.”
"I don’t know dude I couldn’t believe it either. I got out of the water to try to get a closer look but Grandma was gone when I got there.
"I seriously do not know. I don’t kiss MY grandma like that.
On PROFESSOR OAK…
“Prof. Oak had the best collection tbh. I was insanely jealous.”
“I was so excited when he was going to be on the show.”
OH THE INHUMANITY. POOR SCOTT, STRUCK DOWN IN HIS PRIME ![]()
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@Dyl, you weren’t fooling anyone by walking around with those rabbit ears on! How tragic to be implicated in this horrible incident by my own nephew no less! Of course the 008/P is desirable but that doesn’t make me a murder.
What a true honour to be the sole inheritor of such a grail! But at what cost!!?? OH THE FATES ARE CRUEL INDEED. ![]()
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Poor innocent smpratte, as a close friend of course I am always looking out for him.
Here is what I know. Smpratte alive during lunch. At 4PM, I watched that talentless @stagecoach attempt to make content on YouTube. I was killing time until smpratte was finished dinish doing whatever he was doing with @Dyl. He never returned.
At 6:45, that hack @stagecoach came out from his room and followed someone toward the vault. After that I heard a heavy door close. What does it mean
that must have been close to when he was murdered IN COLD BLOOD. MY SOUL WEEPS IN PAIN
adds 008/P to my set registry
Bruh, Grandma Pratte is GOT
DAMN
THIRSTY ![]()
She approached me outside my room a little before 530pm, right before I went down to the lobby, getting a little handsy for my liking. She tried to kiss me on the cheek, and I saw @brendantheclayboy out of the corner of my eye and turned my head towards him. That of course meant G’ma Pratte planted a wet one right on the lips. Cougar alert
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I pulled away and shook my head and disgust, and G’ma Pratte ducked out to the ladies room. I stopped back in my room quickly to soak that all in before heading back downstairs.
If only Smpratte were alive so we could see how he feels about this! Gross!
This has been my schedule:
Morning - Noon Traveling from NY to Japan
12:15 – 1:00 Met up with smpratte to talk about cards and he made a scene chasing after sowsow
1:00 - 1:15 I returned with smpratte to the lobby of the hotel
1:15 - 3:00 I made business phone calls with Heritage
3:00 – 5:15 I walked around the hotel and vault area
5:15 - 6:45 I walked with smpratte to the vault
6:45 - 7:00 Lights go out in the vault, smpratte went to investigate a scream
7:00 - I waited in the lobby for smpratte’s return


