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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BEACH RESULTS

[cavaliered]

[they return! gideon and itto are probably more burnt than before. lbx probably abandons them because they've sinned against god for the last time.]

There were footsteps on the beach. Two sets, I think. Some of them led towards the houses, so check there next. Oh, and there was a black cloak on the beach in some of the sand.

And nothing else. [nailed it]

[toyska]

[This is the most blatant lie he's ever heard in his life]

[firstandgreatest]

NOTHIN' ELSE AT ALL, GOT IT?!

[astika]

...

What did you all do.

[ontrend]

Dude, that is the most blatantly suspicious thing I've heard all month.

[polyglotti]

Nothing else at all, I see! Where was this 'nothing' exactly?

[reignite]

What the f■■ happened.

[eleusinia]

. . .

So does that mean someone has to go back to the beach?

[failbo]

...is whatever happened going to cause trouble for all of us down the line?

[Thankfully not, Filbo, it was Graham, it's all fine]

[ontrend]

...toward the houses? Yikes...

[was someone going to go murder all the cute lil animals as they slept in their beds... who would ever kill a cute lil animal...]

Guess someone should take a closer look at the cloak, huh?

[engineers]

[ he's not even saying a word he's taking the stuff and going to the evidence bench goodbye ]

[reignite]

[ but hello why are you burnt?? ]

Gideon, are you alright-? [ "what about itto" this ain't about him ]

[cavaliered]

I'm fine, there was just lava and I accidentally stepped in it. [with your hands???]

[tearduct]

[He believes them.]

I thought one of you got hurt because I felt like crying.

[cavaliered]

I got a little burned, but it doesn't hurt.

[awol]

[ this is. so much. what did you do. ]

[eleusinia]

[ squint ]

You guys look like you were on fire. Were you on fire?

[outsidebones]

[squinting at them.]

[cavaliered]

[taps her on the head, annoyingly.]

What'd we miss?

[hardrocklife]

Can we check the sizes of those footprints?

[cavaliered]

I don't think we could get definite sizes. They were in the sand.

BLACK CLOAK

[engineers]

[ anyway

two shots later he returns ]

The cloak that we found is likely one from the costume shop based on the material. It's damp at the bottom, and based on a smell test, that's from beer as well. It's also a cloak, so it's got sort of a general fit, but as a note, it's a little short compared to my height - unless the trend of it is to come to the back of a grown man's knees instead of brush the floor.

From the pictures I took, it looked like it was more draped as if someone just took it off instead of thrown off in a hurry or crumpled.

[reignite]

And there were no signs of beer at the beach?

[ so.. from.. somewhere else??? ]

[outsidebones]

[hmm.]

Was there any blood upon it, or only beer?

[teufelshund]

If it just came to the knees of whomever was wearing it, it probably wouldn't have gotten beer on the bottom of it, would it?