WEEK 3: TRIAL

[dormheads]

week three: trial

victims:

Good thing yesterday was just a dream, huh?

Just kidding. Everyone will wake up to a text on their phone that has only a simple message:

Go to the gymnasium at 12 PM. Attendance is mandatory.

Everyone is free to go to the designated spot on their own, but once it hits 11:55, any stragglers will feel compelled to go and will join the others at the gym. As soon as every student is inside, the doors will lock behind them.

All of the bleachers are out, so students are free to sit wherever they like. At the very front of the gym is a gathering of a few items, one being a large desk where two of the Dorm Heads are present. When the clock hits noon, the scoreboard turns on, starting a countdown of nine hours.

From where she's seated, Sally speaks.

"You have nine hours again. It's... you'll be able to do it. Work hard."

Better get to it. That scoreboard is ticking.

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Hello everyone and welcome to our fourth trial! the next nine hours, the characters are expected to discuss among themselves, ask questions, examine the bodies of the victims, look over the evidence found yesterday, and revisit locations as needed in order to find the culprit(s). There'll be a one hour break from 5-6 PM EST, where no mod tags will occur.

Before the trial is over, please remember to place your character's vote over on the voting page. Voting will close at 9 PM EST, and will serve as our activity check for the week, so please be sure you get your vote in before it ends unless you have contacted us previously.

If you have any questions at any time, please let us know by pinging us on Discord!

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Comments

[headsplitter]

I got an autopsy performed on my head, before. Outside of how it looks, all the internals' exactly the same as a person skull. Real person brain and everything.

[dormheads]

[There's no nicks or cuts on the back, but there is a continuation of the braided bruising, yes.

There isn't anything else.]

[selfestheim]

[ squeezy... also maybe a bit of a wince since if taichi presumably has his good shoulder then futaba has his bad arm rip but it's definitely not as pronounced as when he was first injured ]

[ghoststrums]

[ hi he's back ]

If someone used a power or coupon spell to control someone else to kill, would they show up as a guilty party?

[disreguarded]

[immediately:] Shut the fuck up, Denji.

[goalsides]

[STOP IT'S HIS GOOD HAND.]

[azuta]

[she nods in gratitude]

You as well, Maya. Thank you.

[katzepaw]

[But is the blood on his hands from any sort of wound or injury on his hands that he can find? Is it from the eye tattoo?

After checking the hands, he will move down and pull off the boots, checking them for any blood, stains, or tears, and looking at the soles to see whether anything is on the bottom of them. He will pull off the pants as well, check them for tears or blood, check if there are pockets, and if nothing is there, he will fold them in a pile with his other clothes and look over the rest of his body. Any other injuries or anything odd?]

[headsplitter]

Uhh, my school outer jacket!

[ I THINK THAT'S IT...? Whatever other defaults that came with them when they came into this school. He doesn't have his school uniform though. ]

[duranduel]

...

[HOL UP]

You had an autopsy performed on you???

[steelo]

Denji.

[ catching his eye, ichiro shakes his head, and then makes a little jerk of it in the other direction. c'mere. ]

[goalsides]

[...]

This is really out there, but we know the dorm heads are asleep at the same time we are. But what about Principal Bear?

[lifeless]

[:))))

she'd been wondering the same about Beau's power, but]

...Alright. I'm going to check out the cafeteria. I didn't get a good look at it last night.

[since she was distracted by... freezer caiman]

[feytality]

Sorry, Hope. You're right.

[ that's all she says ]

[katzepaw]

He is a good person.

[. . .]

Caiman, would you show me your phone again? What you showed me on Sunday, is it still there?

[arcsplainist]

May I request access to the auditorium?

[ambiography]

[she's just. nodding, here, from where she's been listening.]

I don't think there's anyone here who would be-- easy to name, for something like this. But if we want to be able to try to do something about it in the future, then we need to know more, and that includes knowing who it was.

[sawboned]

[he shrugs] Dunno how dumb you think he is, to stomp around and not cover his stupid giant tracks, but whatever.

Long as we don't just go with that because it's all we got [eyes all the people interrogating Caiman suddenly]

[steelo]

[ ! ]


Wait, what?

[feytality]

It was my choice. Get mad at me if you're going to get mad.

[headsplitter]

Oh! Right, yeah!

So this asshole showed up one day during my zombie-hunting, and he just came in and took my head right off 'cause I underestimated him. But I regrew my head?! Vaux is a fucking freak so he kept my head, but we thought we could figure something out if we dissected it, so...

[ ...Autopsy! ]

[goalsides]

As if we needed the extra help making things more complicated.

[lifeless]

Caiman gave me his uniform.

[duranduel]

You...WHAT?

[HELLO????????????]

So you just regrow stuff?? Like it's nothin'?

[branches]

I'll get mad at you later.

[Lest Ichiro yell at him again.]