WEEK FIVE - TRIAL

[hellscapes]

Hello, deadlings. Ready to work double-time?

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, Cosmopolitan and Midori. 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. And he looks ready to fall apart.

The second, fresher Fieri is also still here. Why.

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 sixth trial! Over the course of the next nine hours, characters will have the opportunity to discuss, investigate and theorize about this week's murders! Characters will have time to examine the bodies 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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[outsidebones]

Where is your phone...?

[firstandgreatest]

[ From the floor: ]

Haha! Yes! I'm winning!

[teufelshund]

[ today's inventory:

- cell phone
- hell phone (case and charms)
- room key
- striped handkerchief
- pink nintendo ds
- knockoff gameboy
- generic koala's march that i'm assigning to animal kingdom
- pink heart-shaped curly straw
- pink glitter gel pen

no drink this week because these are not hell's greatest bartenders. :\ ]

[tearduct]

[The phone has a few cracks and maybe some dents, but it looks fine and works. The room key and other key are also fine.]

The key to my bike.

[hardrocklife]

[- sure. he'll examine yoru. i hope yoru hasn't been secretly covered in blood and chemicals all trial.
- checking the phone and keys! any scuffs, stains, cracks, or anything that would stand out?
- checking the crab tools. any damage or stains on these many crabby tools?
- gives the paper a questioning look and then just gives it right back without saying anything.
- any stains, scuffs, or anything out of place on the gun? he looks the gun over for an extra long time. it kind of looks like he's just interested in the gun.]

[outsidebones]

[cool. she'll exam her phone and key for any evidence that they've been scuffed, anything on them, etc.]

[engineers]

[ presenting the dad bag (TM) which has:

- a small notebook and some sticky notes
- a blue gel pen, a silver gel pen
- his phone, which has a case on it and a star shaped charm
- a pair of wired earbuds
- room key with two keychains - a cute stuffed animal crab one and then the tiny rubber band gun
- some rubber bands
- sticky hands
- a pair of sunglasses
- a rainbow dry erase marker
- some crumpled other papers that unrolling them reveals nothing interesting, it is literally just messy paper. some book recs and some notes relating to random textbooks and a to do list.
- a book (H of H Playbook by Anne Carson)
- a pack of tissues
- a compartment that is devoted specifically to medkit supplies - bandages, small packs of aspirin, those lil disinfecting wipes, one of those breakable ice packs)
- a crab multitool
- a repurposed fast food box with... cookies inside! tasty. there are three now missing.
- some empty wax paper liner things
- embarrassingly he also has a tiny plush of lin jingheng that i forgot its fine

he also his his personal device watch thing on his wrist and a friendship bracelet around his other wrist! ]

[selfdestructs]

Well this is awkward. I can confirm this isn't from me stepping in any ice cream while on invest.

[cavaliered]

[she ate it.

no, she taps the little skull broach, and a phone appears.]

Here.

[preordain]

[ opens his mouth to answer akira



and then just reaches into his jacket, takes out his phone, and throws it at itto's face. this is the only time you will ever get an item from him in a trial. ]

[eleusinia]

Against feet!

[greatvalue]

[He turns his pockets inside-out, and presents:

- his phone (with case)
- the crab multi-tool
- his room key]

[teufelshund]

[ we all know the drill. ]

[tearduct]

[Steps on the cast a lil.]

Stop making him mad! Next time, it won't be just a harpoon.

[outsidebones]

[sighing. deeply. ugh.]

[refate]

[ nah, he's a little scuffed in a way that someone tried to buff the damaged out, but he's been like that for two weeks. his shirt is cute and he's sneepin. ]

[voidshift]

[hewwo. he has:

-thancred's white coat (wearing it)
-a slightly replenished snack stash in the pockets, same type as always
-phone
-room key
-same necklace as usual, tucked under his shirt
-cat is with him this time]

[hardrocklife]

[nothing out of place! the phone surface is probably lightly scraped from rock fingers. sword does not look recently used.

he turns out his waist pockets to show they're empty.]

[firstandgreatest]

[ does yoru have feet and if so. what is the size. ]

[polyglotti]

[Nothing stands out! Her stuff is all good.

As for her notebook though, she starts to look a little panicked when he peeks.]

Wait, don't-

[He'll find this on one of the pages.]

[outsidebones]

[can she tell based on the shape what tool is missing? would any of the other evidence like the spudger fit in there?]

[hardrocklife]

[yoru gets a gentle pat on the head before zel moves on.]

[psynchronise]

[ (appropriate strip tease music blasts from a boombox. where did he even find a boombo--no.)

he's uninjured! wow! go girl give us nothing.

well, minus a smattering of bruises and toothy looking marks around his neck and shoulders but they look a couple of days old, aka definitely pre thursday. it's fine, as always. ]

[selfdestructs]

[ it's that time again!!

there are some old scars, her hands have callouses on them, but other than that there is nothing of note!! her nails are also clean!! ]

[firstandgreatest]

[ it hits him on the face ]

OW!

[ but you know what hes grabbing it and hes gonna EXAMINE it because thats what he gets for throwing it ]