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

[duranduel]

[Looks at her.]

[Looks at Caiman.]

You don't have some kind of weird perception of yourself, do ya?

[sawboned]

And if you think he did it save us all some time and kill 'im yourself if ya got the guts for it.

[illuminance]

[ she winces. that's gross. ]

... Thank you for finding that out.

[disreguarded]

[can someone please stop beau from trying to throttle a 3 year old]

[katzepaw]

Thank you.

[He's quiet for a second.]

I did defend you last week, when I thought you were being unfairly accused at the end. I don't want to see anyone accused and condemned without evidence. My only hope is that doing so did not cost me the life of someone very dear to me.

[alitaba]

[ wHY ARE YOU ALL LIKE THIS ]

[selfestheim]

...Lux...

[ he doesn't say it out loud, but his tone seems to ask "is it?" ]

[steelo]

I've got something to help, too.

[refate]

[ yeah, it's more something they should probably discuss on free time - the theories about wtf happens to sleepers ]

Something for us to think about. Maybe the remaining sleepers should compile all of their injuries, positions, and states at some point. Cross-check and compare.

[katzepaw]

Guts, certainly. But for the moment, not the inclination.

[modissty]

[Beau do you need a gentle hand to the shoulder because he can deliver that.]

[lifeless]

[kon... she will squeeze his hand back, some of the tension easing on her face]

I will. Find something that will help us pin down Crow's too.

[SHE'S STRESSED ABOUT BOTH OF THESE PEOPLE!! AHHHHH]

AUDITORIUM

[dormheads]

[welcome back to the auditorium! what ya looking at, kids]

[amain]

It'd be better if we're just given the answer.

[ Nier is sick of trials!! ]

[goalsides]

Man, I hate it, too. But I'm just saying. The bear would be big enough to move you. He could've decided you would freeze if you were left outside and moved you indoors.

[...shrug.] It's a lot less likely than something else, but. [SHRUG? listen he's tired, give him a break.]

[steelo]

[ yeah his face is pretty grim atm. ]

Yeah. I think if we're gonna print something, that's a good idea. No one's touched them with bare hands, either.

[overlimit]

Thanks. So from the evidence so far, it looks like...

Mollymauk used his sword to teleport from the gardens to the orchard, where he was killed.

In the orchard, one set of footprints led from Mollymauk's body to the stables, where his head was found. This set still needs to be checked.

Finally... someone, possibly Caiman, came from the stables, cut through the gardens, and went out to the road.

... Maybe that scuffle in the gardens was Mollymauk and his killer, and he used the teleport to get some distance? But instead of following directly, the killer went a different way...

[illuminance]

[ ... ]

I mean it.

[ambiography]

Arguably, it wouldn't be the worst idea in the world to look so obvious that everyone reflexively wants to dismiss you, which is another reason to make sure.

[alitaba]

[ don't give her ideas I'm crying ]

[katzepaw]

When he is innocent, my very dear friend will still have had his head cut off, and I suspect that will continue to take the priority for me.

[duranduel]

Right...

[lizard abilities...]

You didn't get some healing powers back with vouchers, did ya?

[azuta]

[viola rises from the desk for this, brushing off her skirt and nodding]

Of course. Let's proceed. Dress warmly.

[yeet!]

[dormheads]

[His hair is soft and probably should have been ruffled more, but nothing is there. His fingers and fingernails are clean. The bottoms of his feet are fine.

In Crow's pockets are: a cashmere scarf, his student ID, and his phone.]

[silentscout]

[He nods.]

We can compare it to the sword and see if you were stabbed by it.