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

[supercatty]

It doesn't.

[she says immediately, gaze flickering towards Viola]

. . . at least, not for this trial.

But if you want to know, I can tell you afterwards.

[duranduel]

So...someone that's got some experience with fightin' against a guy with a sword then.

[obviously mabel did it, scapegoat her immediately.]

[selfestheim]

How many did people trade you for shirts?

[goalsides]

[judge him later, he's busy!!!]

ORCHARD

[dormheads]

[ woolooloos over here then with sally ]

[arcsplainist]

[ Don't mind him he's just gonna hobble on over to the nearest spot to sit while Kon explains... He is not putting any weight on his left foot. ]

[steelo]

[ thanks buddy ♥ ]

[shaft]

Any blood in the area?

[ambiography]

[hello, she's here to help in place of otome because of the private stuff.]

Malik, if you don't mind-- where did these come from?

[indicating the little face mark and the stings, there.]

[departea]

[ she considers, then nods, hopping off the desk. ]

Okay. Let's go.

[ onward ]

[commandertoolbelt]

...We can check what we've got, but there were weapons coupons, too. They were supposed to disappear after being used, right? If that's what happened, then the weapon is gone.

But we should check what's around, at least. It would probably have to be someone who's familiar with fighting, too - Crow wasn't a pushover.

[katzepaw]

It does for this trial. Not out of suspicion, but because of a theory of mine. [Frowning. But he glances at Viola, too.]

I heard a rumor that certain of the items could be used in a way that helped some people here who had memory loss. Is that what we're discussing?

[supercatty]

[FLATTENS HER EARS!!! she's hissing and growling all at once]

. . . not an accident.

[branches]

[Since Otome is taking a nap due to Kia being out, Tsuyukusa will come over though he's... seemingly unhappy about it.]

So you fell? Where does it hurt?

[disreguarded]

No vouchers?

[azuta]

[she tilts her head and gives catra an encouraging smile?]

[refate]

[ he hefts the double saber up - it's taller than crow so it's a little taller than him - before he gets it carefully down on one of the bleacher seats. ]

And somebody who can stand up against this kind of weapon.

[branches]

[Tsuyukusa is lazer focused so he's going to immediately try to go find where the body was, since like. Presumably there was blood? He's looking for blood.]

[supercatty]

[giving her an even look, her hands also clenched into tight fists. she looks like she's holding herself back, too]

. . . you don't know for sure that the killer was burned with ice. You don't know what cuts are or aren't relevant to his murder. It's--

[. . .]

You'd be better off focusing on the things we do have, rather than trying to make injuries fit a narrative you don't yet know exists.

[. . .]

However-- [she holds up a hand] . . . I'll do it for you.

But only for you. And only this week.

[supercatty]

[after Viola smiles at her--]

. . . yes. It is.

[supercatty]

[. . . A SMILE!!!]

[she looks away hurriedly]

[ambiography]

Maya...

[will you please be careful!]

What happened to you, this week?

[katzepaw]

Mind altering coupon, then?

[foreversweaterweather]

[ Mabel is also! Looking for blood! How much is there--is it splattered, and if so, does it look like the splatters lead anywhere? ]

[refate]

[ now that he's gotten things taken care of on one thing, kon'll come over. ]

Hey, big guy. [ no hostilities, here, but he is serious. ] I know you've got some memory problems, but would you be okay with me trying to take a look at them? See if we can't pull something out about what happened after lockdown.