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

AUDITORIUM

[disreguarded]

[forgive beau, she is sitting down! her hair is down over her face, too, covering a lot of the like, third degree burns on her face that look like they've been healed to second. she also looks like she didn't sleep much the night before.]

There wasn't a lot in the auditorium, but. There was a huge pile of clothes on the ground. Like costumes. Crow's body was above it on the catwalk, hanging from a rope. It snapped and his body fell. The catwalk was really unsteady. We might wanna go back to look at that at some point.

[arcsplainist]

[ Aw... Beau... ]

I had thought the same. I would be willing to return for a second look.

[lifeless]

[Manwol's expression twists, but she forces herself to sound calm.]

...Was the pile directly under him?

[disreguarded]

Yeah, I think so. Pretty close, if not exact.

[refate]

[ when they're both in the gym, you can pretty much assume that kon is nearby beau at all times. right now, he's sitting next to her, close. ]

We can send people to take a look. [ ... once they know more about what happened to crow, probably, as he glances to where catra is working. ]

[disreguarded]

[she rests her head on his shoulder. she's very tired.]

Yeah. Look - full honesty, I'll help with Crow, but I'm going to find Molly's killer. [she just will.]

[refate]

[ he mushes his cheek on top of her head, offering her his hand. ]

S'okay. We got enough people to work on both cases - you gave what you found for Crow, so you focus on Molly, now.

[ghoststrums]

[ he has nothing to say to that i am just here to establish him hovering somewhere between beau and taichi at all times ]

[disreguarded]

[thanks buddy]