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

[engineers]

[ i fucking hate that i have to ask you these questions







What kind of bites are these, Yaywon Lastname. what about the neck bruises? what shape are they in/color/size?

also, were the cuts on his right shoulder and right arm there on thursday when he came back? ]

[awol]

[ my eyes are crossing ]

Where'd all this come from? [ indicating the who waist/chest situation ]

[failbo]

...that does sound like it could have happened. I mean, given how this trial is going? Sure! Maybe--Maybe that happened!

[Sure sounds silly enough to be it!]

[outsidebones]

Either to adopt Cosmos's form, but even to adopt someone else's hand and foot size, to frame them.

[it's soooo stupid but so was firearm.]

It is at least not stupider than the octopus having a drink.

[preordain]

[ help. don't look like that.

but they're all newer. some are, some don't really look deep enough to draw blood, so it's mostly just an Assortment. ]

[astika]

Considering the unexpected amount of involvement this octopus seem to have had outside of its tank, it's not impossible.

[engineers]

[ smiles ]

Then you'll comply fully with the entire body check if I do?

[ontrend]

If they could convince it to change forms, that actually opens up a whole 'nother can of worms.

Who says they only did it once? Maybe they stayed out of the way and didn't even make any footprints or handprints. What if they convinced it to change forms and to leave those marks to throw us off?

[toyska]

It certainly makes more sense than the octopus suddenly developing a taste for alcohol all on its own.

[Which is also not impossible in this dumbass game but he really hopes it was this instead tbh]

[refate]

Especially since it was probably the thing that terrorized Teach on Monday. Why not go for another round of it when he couldn't run off or fight back like then?

[selfdestructs]

[ henlo percy phone ]

I love the clip!

[ she will hold her hands out, if it is okay to hold paw. ]

Are these marks from before?

[ do the circular marks look old? and what about the patches, are they similar to bruises?? ]

[ontrend]

The bar tentacles, I think. I'm in there a lot, so it grabbed me a lot.

[gestures at itto]

He saw it one of the first times it happened, but that wasn't the only time by any means.

[engineers]

[ too late

he thumbs a little underneath one, carefully. ] What happened here...?

[firstandgreatest]

CAN THE OCTOPUS DRINK?

[reignite]

[ and just scoops him up like a princess. or a sack of potatoes. the choice is his ]

You should eat more. Your form is too thin.

[greatvalue]

[Again this week, he takes off his shirt and rolls up his pants to about mid-thigh. All of his old scars are still there, on his face, torso, both arms and left leg. The bruising on his face, knuckles and abdomen have mostly faded away, reduced to barely visible yellow-ish patches here and there. There's a mostly faded cut on his left cheek, below and to the side of his eye, that's basically a pale line at this point. Similarly, there are a couple of faded pale marks on his knuckles.

His right shoulder isn't bandaged anymore, so it's easier to see what appears to be a healing stab wound. It's completely sealed up by this point, and no longer red or irritated. On his left, however, there appears to be a set of somewhat healed puncture marks along his shoulder and side. These are scabbed over, and a little red around the edges. Irritated due to the fact there are no hospitals in hell. He didn't bother putting bandages on today because he'd have to take them off, anyway?

Additionally, there's a slightly messy, slightly lopsided scar right across his throat that looks like it might have been a deep cut once upon a time.]

[hellscapes]

[ the displaced stones and decorative plants are all on the half of the hot spring that is closer to the Gender Fence, so they're not like... right beside the puddles, but they're not very far from them, either. the other half of the hot spring, further from the fence, does not have any out of place stones or decorations.

there's nothing underneath any of them! but if he puts them all back in place, it makes the area look just a little bit tidier. thanks, rynlan!

lavi enters his mind palace of Boy Sizes and deduces that this blood puddle is of comparable size to Nameless. it's a lot of blood, but it has kind of spread across the stone ground, as blood does, so it hasn't exactly retained shape... but it's pretty big. ]

[bookpapers]

[Lavi recording all of this with his photographic memory, wow.]

Alright -- thanks, Ryn.

[me running in to check i almost forgot but he doesn't have any cuts right, just scratches]

[hellscapes]

Yeah, why wouldn't it?

[ontrend]

...I guess it's just a matter of - does the persuasion only work on us? Or would it work on the octopus?

[...]

Want me to go ask the demons, or did you want to since you came up with the idea?

[polyglotti]

[A notebook and some glitter pens, a key, and a phone!]

[refate]

Considering how the past two trials have gone, why not this as a possibility.

[voidshift]

Wouldn't the footprints look different, then-? I think we can at the very least assume it died looking like him, though, that's still-- something. And if it might not have mimicked the injuries, that says something as well.

[teufelshund]

With anything you have good reason to check.

[astika]

[HIS PREFERRED CHOICE WOULD BE NEITHER??]

Wh—put me down, Uriel! What are you doing!?