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

Complain

[outsidebones]

[any complaints? not participating? put it here.]

[failbo]

As far as I know those aren't pawprints so...

[So he's sitting back and not doing this, apparently. It's not like normal shoes for humans would fit, too. Unlike last week when he was a little bit unsure about if giving fur for comparison with the hair was fine or not, this week he seems a tad satisfied about sitting back instead of apologetic. Geez]

[outsidebones]

As far as I know they were made with water, so would not have any particular shape at all. You will do as I say and not waste my time with complaints, or you will be forced to comply.

Go.

[staring him down with all 5'0" of her height.]

[reignite]

[ uriel is also appreciating this vibe too ]

[failbo]

........

[It perhaps is a good thing that, even despite the loss of his most earnest trait, he didn't gain assertiveness, because in the end, he sighs like he's doing such a huge favor to Harrow and actually rolls his eyes]

Fine. If only because making this a bigger deal than this will only draw eyes on me somehow.

[And apparently with that as his sole motivation, he goes to comply]

[cavaliered]

Every week there's someone. Listen, no more mister nice Nav, compare your feet or I actually am going to aim the sword at you this time.

[to the rest of the room:] That goes for all of you, too. I'm not in the mood.

[outsidebones]

I would listen to her.

[reignite]

[ you go girl!!!! ]

[failbo]

I hardly think you need an excuse to do that anyway, do you?

[...uncalled for, Filbo]

[ontrend]

[he'll just say it]

Uncalled for, Filbo.

[cavaliered]

[she is glad for this because she was actually about to set filbo on fire with her brain]

[eleusinia]

Is there any way we can, like... write these sizes down somewhere? People can get new shoes, so I think it's fair to keep checking those every week, but I'm pretty sure actual feet don't just change sizes.

[engineers]

I can take notes - but, there's always a chance someone would wear a bigger shoe on purpose, or hide an injury using shoes and socks, so, we still would probably have to check.

[ feet notes :nyeh: ]

[voidshift]

Could always just... trace everyone's while we're at this anyway, if you really wanted.

[he's not volunteering for that. but it could be done.]

[engineers]

I really do not want to do that.

[ gazes ]

But a standard measurement might be fine.

[eleusinia]

[ nods to rynlan's suggestion! ]

Yeah, that's why I mentioned the thing about checking shoes. Like, that makes sense! Not so much about the measuring part, though.