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

[psynchronise]

[ foreshadowing that hei has been cucked from death once more....

he will accept the head pats and the drink. thank you. ]

Thanks. Also, that's ominous. Are there arms involved this week as well?

[hellscapes]

You know I can't give you spoilers, Mr. Detective. [ taking a sip of their very obliviously alcoholic drink. ] You'll just have to search for yourself.

[psynchronise]

[ he just takes a very big, very long sip of his own. i hope the absinthe knocks him out an hour into the trial. ]

Goody.

[ have you seen this group? memory problems forever today. ]

No time like the present, huh?

[hellscapes]

[ stop please be nice to him. ]

Something to that effect~ [ a sip. ] ...at least you've been doing this for a few weeks now. Maybe it'll be a little easier?

[psynchronise]

[ absolutely not that's a promise ]

I'm not sure if it gets easier or if you just become more dead inside to whatever depraved thing's gonna happen next. [ cheers. ] People surprise you. It's not always good.

[hellscapes]

Why not both? [ a shrug. ] If it gets worse, I'll make you something even stronger.

[psynchronise]

[ he's like halfway through this one already, help him. ]

This is why everyone likes the bartender. [ :amen: ]

... Have you got any of those fun straws again? It'll either slow down my drinking or get me drunk quicker and both sound great.

[hellscapes]

[ date... ]

I have been told I'm pretty popular. [ haha. but they reach around under the bar and pull out a straw. ]

[psynchronise]

[ it's fine. ]

[ he will take the straw. put it in his drink. and sllooowwwlllyyyyy sip. the drink takes its sweet time looping through the very merry little "yay" on its way to his mouth. ]

...

[ he gives malibu a thumbs up. ]

Sweet.

[hellscapes]

[ they seem to be watching the drink loop through the "yay", clapping once it finishes its cycle. ]

It was the best option. [ was it. ]

[psynchronise]

Love the energy of it.

[ making up for the fact he's dead inside. ]

[hellscapes]

[ patting him on the head again. ]

That makes two of us.

[psynchronise]

[ siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip. ]

I'll probably be back. Thanks Malibu.