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

[reignite]

You don't need to apologize.

[ she tries to offer her a smile. ]

Ah, some are from the sparing... others are the sudden hole drops with the memories. I eventually started to cushion my falls after the first few times. [ her head tilts at the mention, glancing slightly to where they are folded against her back. ]

Sure... [ she seems confused. what are you looking for? ]

[cavaliered]

Fucking holes.

[she'll try to be careful, stretching out uriel's wings to get a look at them. are they like... well groomed? ruffled any? is she visibly missing any?]

[reignite]

I started to suspect there would be one everywhere I went.

[ when she takes hold of them, they feel extremely tense under her touch. one shuddering for a moment but starting to loosen as Gideon carefully stretches it out.

her wings are well groomed yes, or as much as one can. some areas aren't nearly as much and that might have to do with the fact she can't reach those spots if taken a moment to judge. nothing seems to be missing with just a look over, but the patch close to the middle of her open back definitely seems ruffled. ]

[cavaliered]

[she chews her bottom lip a little.

if she gets a closer look at that patch in the middle of her open back, is there anything more specifically wrong with it than that it's just ruffled? like is it red, or irritated? she will touch it, carefully.]

[reignite]

[ it's certainly ruffled! no red or irritation but

it could also be because something seems to be in there? mixed in the ruffles of her feathers, it kinda stands out considering her feathers are so white. it's giving off small glints under lighting. ]

[cavaliered]

[blinks......]

-- Sorry again.

[she's just going to invasively grab whatever the shiny thing is. with her hands.]

[reignite]

--It's alright.

[ there's confusion in her tone, uncertain as to why she's apologizing again.

shiny thing obtained! ]

[cavaliered]

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

[reignite]

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

[cavaliered]

[a little sigh.]

Okay.

... You're all set, Uriel. [... she rests a hand on uriel's arm.] Maybe go get a drink.

[reignite]

[ her head tilts once more, confusion still evident but she will rest her hand briefly on Gideon's. ]

Thanks, Gideon. [ she glances over to the bar, mulling that thought over with a bit of a furrowed look. ] ..I think I'll pass.