WEEK TWO - TRIAL

[hellscapes]

Hello, deadlings. Wow. Just...wow.

You may have been wondering what you could possibly do in the aftermath of yesterday's beek. Your demons weren't entirely helpful, and it seems that there were no answers to be found. But on Saturday morning at 11am, you'll soon hear a sound coming from the dock. There's a large ferry waiting for you, and even if you resist you'll eventually find yourself compelled to climb aboard and set off on a short voyage. The islands around you look fairly blurry, but you don't go very far before you stop at a slab of land with two large buildings stationed. The Execution Bar is locked tight and you won't be able to head in that direction. Instead, once again, your feet navigate you to the building on the right as the door creaks open.

Inside is a bar. It's dimly lit in several places, but bright enough for you to see each other and navigate without running into the furniture. Tables and chairs are scattered around in front of the bar counter, and the floor is far less sticky than the bar on the other island. Stained glass windows decorate the walls depicting images of humanity's suffering, and concrete crosses and tombstones are gathered in the corners. The bar itself is fully stocked with all types of alcohol and mixers, along with an array of bar food to help keep your energy up.

At the head of the room lounging among the statues of saints and the Blessed Virgin are Blue Hawaiian, Cosmopolitan and Midori.

Above them hangs another hand-painted banner, sloppily thrown together.

CONGRATS ON YOUR TRIAL!
12pm - 9pm
Vote or suffer eternal damnation

You can try to leave, but the door to the bar has been locked. All of the windows are reinforced, and there isn't another way out. You've been called here for one reason...let the misery begin!

Hello, and welcome to your third trial! Over the course of the next nine hours, characters will have the opportunity to discuss, investigate and theorize about this week's murder! Characters will have time to examine the body of the victim and explore relevant locations.

There will be a mod-tag break between 4pm EST/1pm PST to 5pm EST/2pm PST. While the trial may continue and players can tag each other, mod-led threads such as questions and investigations will be on hold.

Finally, we have a voting page for characters to vote on the culprit! Please be sure to read this page carefully and that your vote is in by the time trial finishes (9pm EST/6pm PST).

Good luck, and have fun!

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Comments

[eleusinia]

So, wait... if we're going with the octopus theory, then that has to mean it mimicked him after the murder, right? We'd need to wait for it to... get here, but if the wounds and stuff are exactly the same, I doubt that meant somebody went through the trouble of doing all of that twice in one night.

[awol]

[ kon is so nice to an eldritch nightmare octopus. jingheng definitely just kind of tips his head left and right like he could take it or leave it. ]

If it wants to join the ridiculous zoo we've accumulated, then it will stop impersonating a dead boy.

[ folding his arms crankily. ]

[hellscapes]

It was a secret party~ He had fun.

[engineers]

[ you tell him queen ]

[greatvalue]

[????]

What's horrible about a spiderhorse?

[anothen]

To keeping both arms. Cheers.

[ Takes a shot. ]

[teufelshund]

[ thanks for being a bro there, body.

yeah, he'll go see where the trail's leading! what area is this headed off to? ]

[ontrend]

This is bad and whoever did it should feel bad.

[bookpapers]

Which part's the spider and which part's the horse....?

[cavaliered]

Everything.

[engineers]

[ im back they're not particularly chain shaped are they. the bruises. i know you are so tired of me asking about bruises. ]

[refate]

Describe to me what a spiderhorse is for you. Eight legs? Mandibles? A million eyes? That's what I'm picturing.

[hellscapes]

[ they peer at the offerings, squinting a little as if deciding. ]

Hmm...one of the lower ones! [ they point at the arms of the statue which are below the shoulder they're on. ] You'll have to do better than that next time!

[ but they do take the sweets, thanks. ]

[engineers]

Is it horse sized or spider sized....?

[hellscapes]

[ they are not particularly chain shaped, no. ]

[birdeater]

[ wakes up briefly to learn about arm crimes and goes back to sleep.

now THAT makes him tired. ]

[refate]

[ HE JUST DOESN'T WANT TO CUT UP NAMELESS? fuck the octopus that thing traumatized him ]

I'd rather it not, personally.

[tearduct]

[Looks away in canon and does not acknowledge anything that will embarrass him as much as he has already done himself this past week.]

[engineers]

[ he shakes his head. ]

Not like that. They were just connected - but the bruises weren't particularly chain shaped. I wouldn't say rule it out entirely, because bruising can be fussy, but I don't think it's likely.

[eleusinia]

[ WAIT I'M STUPID AND MISUNDERSTOOD THE WAY THE SHAPESHIFTING WORKS and so did persephone so after she says this, she amends, ]

Wait, no, did it look like that because the crew was expecting to find a body when they went to investigate...? So it appeared as the way his body looked, because it changes based on what you dread? [ ... ] This sucks.

[anothen]

Well, boss, mortals normally need to heal, don't they? Though I suppose I'm on the same boat now.

If you keep using something that's broken, it'll get worse. Take care of yourself, all right? Who's going to break us out if you're One-Arm-Oni Arataki?

[greatvalue]

It's... just a spiderhorse.

[Help.]

[refate]

[ wise, but also now i want to know, anna ]

[failbo]

That...that actually sounds kinda plausible! Maybe that's it.

[Makes sense to Filbo, at least]

[engineers]

[ i love this persephone sm that's my queen ]

That's possible, too. If nothing else, someone's making quite the distraction.