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

[anothen]

I'm familiar with those items, too.

[ So you good. ]

May I pat you down, Sir Kon? A return for your care from last week.

[refate]

[ you fucking boob. pauses, and then reaches with his hoodie sleeve cuff to wipe some of the running makeup off his face. ]

So we've got some more looking to do.

[hellscapes]

[ yes im sorry if that got confusing! you have it right ]

[engineers]

[ how large are the suckers on its remaining tentacles? ]

[awol]

[ thumbs up. he'll give him a nod. ]

Go for it.

[ontrend]

[sips water]

I really, really, really hate to say this, but... what can we do? Our options are "vote for whoever did it" even if it wasn't something they'd do in their right mind, or "vote for someone we know didn't do it just because" at this point...

[toyska]

[STOP the Seelie would pop out of existence if it tried]

Sure, go ahead.

[He doesn't have any knives hidden in his jacket this time. A patdown will reveal no odd lumps or tears or weird octopus-shaped stains]

[engineers]

I did.

[ ...

lu bixing turns his attention away from chandra, and instead to lavi. brows furrowed and mouth set, his voice is very, very calm. ]

....Lavi. Before I ask anything about that, will you tell me if you know how to do CPR?

[voidshift]

What by the Nether happened here. I don't want that to be what we're saying, honestly, I-- can an octopus drink? If there was a sucker mark on it then it wasn't a person at the time.

...we're also missing a tentacle, so.

[preordain]

[ thank you. he'll put on the shirt. ]

[reignite]

You can go ahead and pat me down. It's fine, I don't have anything to hide.

[ ill spare you the pain and mention he won't find anything. ]

[refate]

[ lifts his arms up ]

Feel free, Zag. I appreciate the care, though I can't feel it right now anyways.

[greatvalue]

If we plan to check rooms, we should get on that sooner rather than later.

[voidshift]

Maybe? But if that happened, they didn't bleed on anything.

[refate]

Because there'd be consequences for not voting at all, I imagine, and we already know what happens to the person that's voted for.

[anothen]

Then I'll help myself.

[ WHAT ARE THE SECRETS ]

[outsidebones]

I don't disagree, necessarily. I suspect it is correct to have the conversation rather than to shy away from it.

If the culprit is someone who is...cared for, and the intention wasn't there...are we committing to ending their life? If so, we ought to be able to speak our intention aloud.

[hellscapes]

[ the biggest ones are about a 2 inch circumference, getting smaller down the tentacle! ]

[ontrend]

...so did they just fuck up the furniture to mess with us or what?

[firstandgreatest]

... Can it talk?

[astika]

I would prioritize Lavi and Lu Bixing's.

[polyglotti]

[...hmm. He does have a point, so.]

What about the blood on the cup being real, but the hand and footprints being a frame job?

[anothen]

[ BECAUSE OF TIME ZAGREUS ASKS IF HE CAN PATDOWN THANK YOU JUST TELL ME WHAT HE FINDS OR IF IT'S A NO I WON'T LET YOU TOUCH ME

which is fair ]

[anothen]

[ BECAUSE OF TIME ZAGREUS ASKS IF HE CAN PATDOWN THANK YOU JUST TELL ME WHAT HE FINDS OR IF IT'S A NO I WON'T LET YOU TOUCH ME

which is fair ]

[bookpapers]

[Lavi's wet now that he's back from his invest, but he nods.]

I do, yeah. My Gramps taught me medicine.