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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[ragesqueaks]

[ it's not even a sandwich, it's just a piece of bread that gets yote at hunter's face. TAKE THAT!!! ]

[tearduct]

[This Rolex.

Hmmm. He will look over the fingies and hands, back and palms, and yeah, he'll look up the forearms too on both sides.]

THanks.

[engineers]

[ im sorry my dad bag is so large

- his phone is in very good shape! no cracks or damage. his lockscreen is a candid picture of jingheng. his keys are perfectly fine, nothing weird!
- nothing weird about sunglasses, keychains, marker, book, tissues, or the embarrassing plush, though he does turn red in the cheeks and quickly shoves that back in his bag so ljh doesn't see it.
- the notebook has some notes from trials, though those taper off after the first two, some questions about eto's book for discussion, a sketch of a dagger that looks like childe's and a long telescoping pole and some mathematical equations, and... on the last drawn page, a sketch of a bedroom! it looks a little like a floorplan, and there are notes added to it (dresser: closet: sword storage?).

- the rubber bands are the kind that fit in the rubber band gun, though he does take one for demonstration, lifts a hand, runs it up through his bangs and ties a tiny ponytail in his bangs so they're out of his way. it sticks up. it's dumb looking.

- crab tools are not stained or damaged!

- medkit is only the things that were mentioned, and nothing else in the bag! ]

[onlythans]

[Same, to start with, but specifically on the lookout for bloodstains, scuff marks, that sort of thing as we go in!]

[firstandgreatest]

[ yea its gross!!!! anyway cue me googling how long you need a cast on.

nothing under or on his nails ]

Ain't the first time I've had a rival and it won't be the last!

[ i am pretty sure ryo does not consider this a "rivals" situation as much as wanting to Actually Kill Him ]

[outsidebones]

[cool. she'll look through her braid for anything stuck in her hair besides the wisteria petals and will also look for any marks or stains on her clothes, and will check to see if her hands and nails are clean.]

[hardrocklife]

[- checking the phone and keys! any scuffs, stains, cracks, or anything that would stand out?
- taking good care of that coat? any stains or damage on it? everybody out here just swapping coats.

- when he thinks no one is looking, he pets the cat.]

[hellscapes]

[ there were only two bottles found in the forest biome, but it's correct that they have not been investigated yet.

they do smell the same as the vials that kon had on him. the broken E vial smells like kon's unbroken E vial and the broken L vial smells like kon's unbroken L vial. ]

[cavaliered]

[she leans down to whisper something to harrow with a horribly smug grin.]

[engineers]

[ he looks thoughtful, for a moment, and then, eventually, gentle and understanding: ]

... I've got some pretty ugly scars, myself - not even so much in the way that they look, but more about the story that goes with them. There's a story behind the ones on my arm that I'm not very proud of, and showing it off here every week has been awful, especially when there's someone here I especially didn't want to see it. No one's pushed or asked me questions about it I didn't want to answer, not even that person, and it was relieving, but... even still, I know what that feels like.

...Would it be alright if I looked? As a second party. The first one could be anyone you wanted from that group.

[hardrocklife]

[Sure. He'll offer his hands and arms. Rock arms? Rarms.

What is he looking for? For starters, they look like rock.]

[hardrocklife]

I have no doubt of that.

[hellscapes]

[ as they wander into the gift shop, there will be a few things they notice right away in the room. first of all, there appears to be a large pile of kigus thrown around on the floor. second of all, not too far from the entrance there is a slightly visible questionable stain, along with a black and yellow item crumpled up nearby. ]

[engineers]

[ it's not a rolex it's more like the worlds fanciest apple watch

but yeah, nothing to see beyond what was listed! i guess he's got a little more bicep muscle tone. just holding arms here with his son. bixing gives him a smile, after. ]

Anytime.

[voidshift]

[-no new marks! it has some damage, but zel recognizes this.
-the coat is not in any worse shape than thancred left it, at least! it is clean. he's washed it probably.

-he thinks no one is looking, but you fool. you have fucked up. she's a very vocal cat, everyone is going to know he's petting her because of the loud, demanding meow she makes when he stops.]

[hardrocklife]

[curse you, cat. yet another betrayal in his sad, sad life.]

[engineers]

[ hehe ]

Let's look into it next week! The bag, not the patdowns. [ that's playfully, and he might have winked, if he had enough eyes to do so. alas.

thank u ]

[polyglotti]

[Huh, that...puts her at ease, honestly. She's always been afraid of people asking too many questions that she doesn't really want to answer, because it's hard enough to keep that weight at the back of her throat down on most days anyway. But she feels a little more confident now, thanks to his words.

But then.]

Does it have to be two people? I've always been checked by just one person in the past.

[outsidebones]

[she swats her with kon's arm.]

[eleusinia]

[ braid and hands are clean, nails are still painted dark blue from the masquerade (also clean underneath). none marks or stains on her clothes! like, maybe a little bit of (mustard) blood might have gotten on the inside of her dress's waist as she took it off to be checked, but otherwise, nada. ]

[voidshift]

[she climbs up onto his shoulder. hi.


ryn leaves her there so he can go investigate bye zel]

[engineers]

It does have to be two. Extra precautions, since you're on the list.

[ the smile he gives is sympathetic, a little apologetic. ] Thank you, Tuuri. I really appreciate it.

[tearduct]

[Idk either but it'd be funny if he could have taken it off a week ago, but didn't.]

I don't think it's rivals...

[He will just say it.]

[teufelshund]

[ haha you were petting a cat ]

[cavaliered]

[ouch ouchie owwww her wounds wehhhh (it didn't hurt)]