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

[hellscapes]

[ O_O -_- O_O

it is not a fishy scent! the body does kind of smell a little salty, but as for the mouth scent it smells more like alcohol.

it's a little hard to tell what the neck bruising looks like, but they could be considered more similar to hand shape than thinner like a belt or a rope. they are around the neck itself.

comparing it lu bixing's report, the bruises look to be smaller and closer together than the ones found on nameless's body. they're more focused around the ribcage and upper part of the body. ]

[birdeater]

[ man this sucks! ]

[awol]

[ dislike ]

[hellscapes]

Ugh, sure.

[ midori hops down off the counter and sets ak-47 on the floor so he can run. midori will join them for laps. their feet don't move they just glide across the floor. ]

[hardrocklife]

[how wide a range are we talking, for the drag marks? (are the puddles found along the drag marks?)

do the drag marks appear to lead to any particular starting/stopping point? how about the blood drops?]

[refate]

They can regrow their central and peripheral nervous system... so, uh. Yeah. They can.

[ the brain is part of the central nervous system :') ]

[refate]

I really should have tried to bludgeon it to death when we had the chance.

[engineers]

Actually, every time an octopus regrows an arm, it has to regrow a whole new miniature brain and a new network of neurons to do it - it's up to 40 million per arm, I think? Each arm has its own tiny brain, and then the main octopus body itself has a slightly larger brain in their head for a total of nine.


[ octopus facts with bixing the science king


he pauses. ] ...If the one on the table is not him but in fact the octopus, and they find his arm somewhere, there's a not small chance it could still move around.... though, I guess I don't know how that works with a shapeshifting octopus.

[selfdestructs]

[ hateful ]

[awol]

[ bullies go to your break wtf go hydrate shakes you

alcohol? haha wow that was not what he expected and that's going to get him to frown very fucking deeply. oh buddy... he will close this body's eyes and mouth and just gently cradle the head for a moment before leaving that be for now (he will return to it for one last thing later as a note to myself)

hmm if it were similar-to-hand-shaped... would this hand be smaller or bigger than jingheng's? or similar to his hand size...? idk asks many silly questions!

alright, so smaller and closer together. he will examine these a little more closely. are they connected in a trail? does it look like something wrapped around him this time? this is so bizarre hello??? do they look like. they COULD be tentacles? or chain links? or maybe even some sort of bandolier-like length of something? he's racking his brain!!!!!!

after that, though, he will examine his arms, checking up and down both... and he will look for that bracelet that uriel mentioned. ]

[ontrend]

[selfdestructs]

Looks like someone might have done it for you.

[refate]

[ closing his fucking eyes, not because lu bixing is a nerd, but because this has terrible implications that just keep getting worse. ]

[reignite]

[ shoots at everyone to take a break.

well, Uriel will inspect the two glasses on the counter. are they empty? or is there still some liquid in them? if there is, what color are both drinks? otherwise, she will give both the glasses a sniff. ]

[voidshift]

That thing had better actually be dead.

[awol]

[ feet :|

he's just wearing some tall black boots that are very clean. ]

[hardrocklife]

[ ... ]

[engineers]

The arm can only really survive on its own for a few minutes without oxygenated blood supply, but, everything is strange and the rules are made up here, so, who knows. Worst case scenario, but not implausible.

[refate]

[ DO NOT RESPOND TO ME UNTIL AFTER BREAK ENDS :catgun: can he get a better gauge of size with harrow's fresh new pics ]

[refate]

It's a hellspawn octopus that scuttled around as a ventriloquist dummy to try and steal our souls. I wouldn't put it past the fucking thing to still be functioning somewhere out there and already growing itself a new body.

[engineers]

Well, it's not a starfish.

[ yikes ]

[psynchronise]

Huh.

I hate that, actually.

[hellscapes]

[ shoves.

anyway, looking at those, the hypothetical hand would be much smaller than jingheng's!

looking at the chest bruises, it doesn't like. look like they wrap around at all. it looks more like contact pressure all clustered together, and as he's examining he may notice that a small part of the body's chest shifts with the slightest amount of pressure. it's hard to discern a specific shape though.

the arms have shards of glass all over them. there's a black ribbon on his right wrist. and there's a red bracelet on his left. ]

[bookpapers]

[HE'S JUST SITTING HERE LISTENING TO BIXING EXPLAIN ABOUT MULTIPLE BRAINS AND LOOKING VERY QUEASY]

[engineers]

God, I hope so.