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

[selfestheim]

And whoever did it...just left them there, out in the open...for what reason? To send a message? To taunt us?

[ like, both the head and the shears... hewwo ]

[katzepaw]

Okay.

[He looks up at him and just nods. It isn't clear whether he completely believes him, but he seems to accept it for the moment.]

Okay.

[ghoststrums]

[ he'll squeeze her hand again ]

... Yeah. Me too. That's why we have to know for sure.

[disreguarded]

[a long sigh, and her shoulders come down from her ears.]

[goalsides]

[STOP IT'S...sort of funny, it's fine. his lips twitch into a slight grin but this is a sad and serious trial. so seriousness only!]

[headsplitter]

Yeah, I did. Was about as comfortable as you can guess, but if it was gonna help me learn anything...

[ HE DIDN'T. BECAUSE SOMEONE STOLE IT. ]

[foreversweaterweather]

Caiman!!!

[illuminance]

[ well. ]

... I think at this point we only need to confirm if he was being controlled or not.

[sawboned]

Idiot, did you stab yourself before your freezer nap? What're sleepin' with knives on for anyway, damn.

[headsplitter]

I -- uh -- yeah.

Take it.

[ He looks... uh, maybe mortified is the right word. Immensely confused is another. ]

[goalsides]

Yeah I've been thinking about that, too. Keys usually means something's locked up, right? How do we know the bear's not hiding something?

[lifeless]

The first week we arrived here, after the trial.

[why didn't mandi say macklemore]

[amain]

[ pats nu good job A nod. ]

That will be helpful as we learn more...

[overlimit]

[oh, bad.]

[headsplitter]

No! Why the fuck would I do that?!

[disreguarded]

[watching him very calmly!

her fists are clenched, though.]

[headsplitter]

[ He's just standing here in a mild state of shock. He handed off the knife for examination, what does he do now? ]

[katzepaw]

I'm afraid I am short on patience today for anyone who is planning to put hurt feelings before getting to the bottom of this.

And that is that.

[headsplitter]

I -- I don't know!

[feytality]

[ just putting a hand on his shoulder ]

caiman's knife

[duranduel]

[hey what's UP youtubers today we're examining a giant lizard knife]

[Anyways, uh. Is it like drenched in blood, or does it only have a little bit, here.]

[repress]

[ i hate being here so much, but does the set going from the orchard to the stables match either of the other sets? do we have measurements for those? ]

[headsplitter]

Nah, no healing vouchers... I don't have healing powers to begin with anyway. Actually, I don't have any powers.

[sawboned]

[Ichiro tried Big Bro!

It's not very effective...]

[refate]

[ kon reaches and touches viola on the arm before going in, not going to go up high - he'll go through the seats, first, making his way towards the stage. ]