WEEK THREE - TRIAL

[hellscapes]

Hello, deadlings. We're right back at it, huh?

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 Bloody Mary, Malibu Sunset and Rosé. With them is also a cut-out of Guy Fieri, dressed as a (sexy?) samurai with a bunch of cool flames cut out of construction paper glued to his back as he walks away from an explosion. He is also holding a sign that says "YOU CAN SOLVE IT!" However, there are now paper tears glued to his face as well.

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 fourth 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

[eleusinia]

[ just gonna break order to note that if either of them try to take bloody mary up on that suggestion, persephone will shrug them off... she will accept hunter's shirt to wrap herself up, though. ]

I can walk just fine, it's okay, let's just get back to the others already.

BAR

[psynchronise]

Bar's wrecked.

[ oof. ]

Seriously wrecked. Doors were barely hanging on -- like someone or something slashed or slammed through them. All the furniture, or most of it was trashed too. There was no logic to it, just a lot of upheaval and destruction. The lights on the ceiling were flickering too, so they were probably included in the rampage.

There was broken glass at the bar counter, and some liquid was spilled on the counter. The glass looked like a drinking glass, I think? The bar was missing one of the beers from the place you usually grab it -- I grabbed another for evidence checking, if needed. The liquid on the counter smelled like dirt, Persephone said it might be the drink that makes you clumsy.

There were two footprints in some of upturned dirt as well. Different sizes. The prints themselves looked sandy though, like they were made by sandy shoes. Persephone made a print of her own foot for comparison but she's gonna need those injuries cleaning and bandaging ASAP.

[ help ]

I think that's everything?

[hardrocklife]

[He'll study it without touching, then.

Any scuffs, scratches, smudges or stains? Signs of recent damage or wear?]

[astika]

[chandra is not going to personally mention that akira only saw, like, half of his injuries on thursday because that doesn't help him, but he's thinking it.]

[cavaliered]

[what is the shiny thing... can she tell from squinting at it in her palm?]

[hardrocklife]

And that would come in handy how?

kuranosuke

[voidshift]

Kuranosuke's covered in snake bites, for one thing, from being outside on Thursday night-- but if Zagreus could have been killed by one and he's fine, then what happened?

Bruising seems pretty consistent with the-- hole problem this week, scrapes on his hands that he says are also from being lost on Thursday.

[voidshift]

[tbh this is why he's just putting it out there that he did not ask to see under All the bandages because he's not pushing his luck with chandra.]

foot check

[greatvalue]

[Running in here shirtless and immediately slams his hand down on the bar. Pay attention to him now.]

You heard Date. We found prints at the bar, so let's get this over with quickly.

[FOOT CHECK TIME. Subtls incoming.]

[reignite]

[ no stains or smudges, no... but yeah, there's scuffs and scratches! all recent. ]

submit your peet

[greatvalue]

[tearduct]

[shut]

[engineers]

Persephone!

[ D8

there are lots of important things in here but let me tend to my babygirl

as for the rest of it, well. he just kind of bites his lip and nods. ] Thanks for your hard work, guys. We'll get to checking that evidence quickly.

refuse the feet

[greatvalue]

memory lane bar

[eleusinia]

- pictures of the state of the bar
- pictures of the two sets of prints, with persephone's bloody footprint next to each
- glass shard that smells like dirt (most likely a glass that contained Bad Luck)
- a bottle of tolerable beer

[psynchronise]

[ throws foot ]

lu bixing

[voidshift]

Do I even need to mention bruising at this point, if it's nothing that seems out of place-- we've all been falling into holes. Nothing strange, anyway.

[refate]

[ hello what injuries ]

There's hydrogen peroxide in the science lab to help clean any injuries, it'd just be a good idea to dilute it a little.

If someone drank the one that makes you clumsy, it could account for some of the destruction, though you'd have to have intent to have a rampage.

results

[greatvalue]

Bigger set could match me, Zelgadis, Zagreus, Thancred. But, uh... I think it's safe to say it was Zagreus.

Smaller set of prints could've been Tuuri, Chandra, and Uriel. Probably Scaramouche, too, I guess. So...

[the moose did not participate but mods included him anyway. he gets to be here as a treat. he glances at the uriel drama happening right now, though.]

[reignite]

[ since it's gideon, yeah they kinda look familiar? something metal. ]

[ontrend]

[swiftly looks at persephone with concern]

Okay, so - the bar came... after whatever happened on the beach, 'cause of the sand? But there was beer on the cloak that was found there, so did someone double back?

[toyska]

[You can have it if Scaramouche stops trying to kill him long enough]

[hardrocklife]

[rock foot.]

[voidshift]

[right foot]

[psynchronise]

[ sometimes you are a god and you walk into a glass filled bar with sandals on, the girl did her very best. ]

No problem.

[ he needs another drink. ]