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WEEK 3: TRIAL

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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.
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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[ 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. ]
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[so maybe she's 5'2 and caimans' like 8 feet tall, it's fine]
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[Looks at Caiman.]
You don't have some kind of weird perception of yourself, do ya?
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maybe]
I was going to do a thrift flip, but I haven't gotten around to it yet. The more cloth there is, the more material I have to work with.
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[The knife and masks, he means.]
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[ He unclips the masks from his belt, first. One of them looks like this, and the other one looks like this.
He removes his knife from his holster too to hand it over to Mandricardo, but uhh, it's kind of hard to miss there's two things.
One, it's the size of a goddamn mini-sword in everyone else's hands.
Two, there's blood on it. Caiman actually looks taken aback by this, seeming to notice it only right as he's handing it to Mandricardo. ]
B-blood...?
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[Well. That's a thing.]
[Mandricardo is taking that giant knife now.]
Caiman, I-I'm sorry, but we're gonna have to take this as evidence.
[He'll check the masks in a second, but yeah. Knife is his, now.]
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Take it.
[ He looks... uh, maybe mortified is the right word. Immensely confused is another. ]
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Check the knife against his scar, too, on top of anything on Molly.
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... I think at this point we only need to confirm if he was being controlled or not.
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her fists are clenched, though.]
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