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

[branches]

[He TCHes but pulls some sort of baggie of plant goop out of where he keeps all his supplies in his shirt. He'll apply that to Alphinaud's foot, before wrapping it with a makeshift bandage which is just he rips a strip of fabric from one of his big poofy sleeves.]

I'm not doing this because I like you, so don't thank me.

[arcsplainist]

[ ... ]

It would be remiss of me not to do so, regardless of your feelings toward me.

[branches]

[He ties the bandage tight, and he is done, and standing up.]

Based on what you said last week you wouldn't want help from someone like me in the first place.

[Anyway.]
If you need to get up, have someone support your weight on that side so you don't put weight on the foot.

[arcsplainist]

[ Oh. Alphinaud immediately looks guilty, but... now probably isn't the time to address that. ]

Very well. I shall do so.

[branches]

[Perhaps the should talk later!!! But for now he's just going to nod and flounce off to do more huffy tree things.]

[arcsplainist]

[ this is me, winking @ you ]