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

@ everyone

[voidshift]

Large puddle of blood outside the onsen. Lobby furniture broken, no blood there.

[he includes a picture of the blood puddle with lavi for scale.]

[outsidebones]

What a relief. Goodbye, then.

[cavaliered]

[well this is great news not that gideon knows what to do with it]

So it could've transformed into someone else for framing purposes? Is that where we're going with this?

[bookpapers]

[does pocket check first help

- phone
- room key
- golem
- bookmark]

[selfdestructs]

He's got a good eye.

[ she runs her thumb along the marks, briefly, before letting go. ]

Those tentacles have been a menace all week. Thanks for letting me check ya over, Perse.

[engineers]

Please? It won't take long.

[preordain]

I told you to leave.

[awol]

[ does my own for thoroughness: lin jingheng just takes off his black leather gloves to begin. he removes just his shirt for strip because like his legs are normal without any injuries. he folds up his blue jacket as well as the white shirt he wears to let anyone examine him. in terms of injuries, he has:

- bruises on his torso just from being assaulted by build a bubs during the ship race on wednesday
- two old bullet wounds that are healing very well (one on his left shoulder, one on his side)
- a long, old scar across his chest and stretching up his throat

otherwise, he's just vibing, if looking a bit tired. ]

[toyska]

[They are allowed to go check the room!! Childe will show Zag:

- his water blades they're like solid versions of them
- the chainsaw
- basically every type of weapon that was available on Wednesday

They can probably bring back like. One or two things. He will carry his water blades if Zag wants him to take them back but Zag can take whatever else if he really wants to]

[preordain]

[ just. frowns at him instead of immediately blowing him off. ]

... no.

[greatvalue]

[squints...]

The one with the lipstick on it was just water? Or are you not totally sure about that?

[outsidebones]

It's still a stupid concept and I'm not convinced. I think the octopus could have been convinced to do something, but I do not know precisely what.

Still, out of an abundance of caution, I am no longer certain we should abide by the hand and foot check lists.

[ontrend]

Could've been for framing purposes, could've been to make it look like the victim right after he died, maybe in the hope that there being two bodies would make us waste time comparing our weapons or whatever against the wrong injuries.

[anothen]

[ and zagreus compliments his loot ]

[tearduct]

[Tiredly:]

Ryo doesn't wear lipstick.

[polyglotti]

It was transformed into the victim though, right? Unless it transformed into someone else first and then the victim? Would it even cooperate for two transformations?

[preordain]

[ this is the funniest defense of all time i'm sorry ]

[ontrend]

this is why we can't have nice things



thanks rynlan

[firstandgreatest]

I'm stuck in here, man! There's nowhere to even leave to!

Take your damn clothes off!

[awol]

[ salutes (no) but also will have a look at everything and all of it checks out with the cyoa return and all of that. getting to see the puncture wounds up close still makes him frown like even deeper than usual. redness, hey... ]

Make sure you clean these...

[ fuss... ] How's it feel? [ does it hurt much still? :/ ]

[preordain]

[ waves ]

[bookpapers]

[he doesn't have a weapon on him!!]

[outsidebones]

[well case closed then!!!!!!]

[cavaliered]

[harrow her brain is tired. it is so small and terrible.]

You're not going to hear me argue that one. [...] If we can't trust those, though, what should we be looking for?

[tearduct]

[STOP.]