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

[teufelshund]

Unfortunately, you're our prime suspect at the moment.

[bookpapers]

...Why? Because I fit the foot print and hand print size?

[teufelshund]

And because there was a bloody lip print on one of the glasses at the bar, and because you're supposedly very skilled at fighting while injured.

What do you think?

[bookpapers]

[??????]

...Yeah, I can see why that'd point to me. But I don't have a weapon, besides the whip and prop dagger I took from the circus.

[astika]

[hi.]

Lavi. Bookman Junior.

[he's holding the hammer.]

Unless Lu Bixing intends to claim this weapon as his own, do you want to tell me what this was doing in your room?

I've warned you before about trying to deceive me. Do not make that mistake now.

[teufelshund]

[ welp ]

[bookpapers]

[...he just kind of goes immediately still, staring]

That's... my Innocence.

[astika]

[...]

Are you going to claim it doesn't count as a weapon? Apparently, you used it to break a tank earlier this week.

[bookpapers]

[...





he holds his hand out for it]

Let me see it.

[astika]

... If you make any sudden movements, I will incapacitate you on the spot. It's only out of a modicum of respect for you that I'll permit this.

[but he'll hold it out for lavi to look at.]

[bookpapers]

[he'll take the hammer and hold it even though gay drama is happening in the thread above.

...]

I need to see the body.

[astika]

[your gay drama]

I'll be watching.

[reignite]

[ Uriel is truly watching all of this like a hawk, sword in hand. ]

1/2

[bookpapers]

[stop it's not gay anymore?

anyway lavi will head over to the evidence where the bodies are. he'll stare at Nameless first, looking at his hammer and then to the body and then move over to the octopus.]

2/2

[bookpapers]

[He just looks down at the octopus. There's a sharp inhale of breath, and his hands tighten on the grip of his hammer.

Then he brings it up with an overhead swing and slams it down on the corpse. Over and over again, nearly incandescent with rage.]

Fuck you, fuck you -- FUCK YOU!!

[astika]

[...

well okay he'll let this happen. octopus corpse desecration is fine.]

[ontrend]

[






WELL THAT IS NOT WHAT HE EXPECTED TO HAPPEN WHEN HE WAS WATCHING HIM]

Dude--!

[looking to chandra tbh YOU SAID YOU'D BE WATCHING, ROOMIE]

[engineers]

[ yeah absolutely just letting this happen

quietly, though: ] Oh, Lavi.

[polyglotti]

[Holy shit Lavi]

[preordain]

Ah...

[birdeater]

[ god he's so fucking mad

lavi :/ ]

[toyska]

[Lavi is valid...

Childe just watches him, expression blank.]

[onlythans]

[relatable but also. yikes.]

[teufelshund]

Ah. You'd said that was destroyed before you died, didn't you?

[teufelshund]

I don't know that that would be much of an issue; we all had access to plenty after Wednesday's boat fiasco.

I'm legitimately asking what you think of this, by the way, because given everything that's been happening this week, I think it's possible that you wouldn't remember doing anything if you had.