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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Comments

[hardrocklife]

[whatever man you're not his real dad.]

[voidshift]

[he takes a photo! how much blood is this-- a little puddle? drips?]

Do you see anything else here-?

[check the immediate area while he perceives blood, please.]

[psynchronise]

we're mentioning it now. if there's anything else there, it's probably better to focus on that.


but don't dimiss it, or leave that stuff behind either. we can give it a once over and make sure it's not been used as a double bluff or something.

[voidshift]

More blood by a different wall. Unrelated to the bee, probably.

[he attaches a photo of a little blood by one of the walls.]

Back soon, I think

[onlythans]

[Righto! Checking the immediate area for things out of place, but if more specificity is needed then indications of things we've already found on investigation - glass, chemicals, powders, dirt, ice cream, etc.]

[preordain]

[ blood type bee..... ]

[psynchronise]

[ help. francy ]

[hellscapes]

[ the blood is just a little puddle of drips, concentrated in the center. it isn't a lot like someone bled out there or anything, but it's more than a few droplets, if that makes sense.

there doesn't seem to be anything else that sticks out! you guys are free to bounce when you're ready ♥ ]

[voidshift]

...think we're finished here.

[he updates bicker about the blood, then puts his phone away.]

Should be able to carry these between us, they're just costumes.

[thankfully, even he can help carry these, cane and all.]

[onlythans]

I may have an alternative. Just a moment.

[Mods, can he put them in his CYOA bag of holding without potentially contaminating the evidence?]

[hellscapes]

[ yep! go ahead. ]

gift shop

[voidshift]

-bear, hamster, and mouse kigus with dirt on the bottom, around the ankles (smaller size)
-squirrel kigu with dirt on the bottom as well (larger size)
-a photo of blood on the floor by a wall: " the blood is just a little puddle of drips, concentrated in the center. it isn't a lot like someone bled out there or anything, but it's more than a few droplets".
-bloodied beegu (bee kigu)

beegu

[psynchronise]

[ does he recognise this stupid beegu as being the one from curfew.


also is there anything that he might NOT recognise about it? ]

[hellscapes]

[ yeah, it's the same. there is nothing he would not recognize about it though. ]

[psynchronise]

[ ]

GIFT SHOP

[voidshift]

All right, well, evidently the mopped-up puddle of blood might not be relevant, but. There was a mopped-up puddle of blood that someone used a bee costume to attempt to clean. It's still a mess, by the way, you didn't do it well.

[shaking his head, moving on-]

Three of the smaller costumes had dirt on the bottom, around the ankles, and one of the larger ones. A bear, mouse, and hamster for the smaller size, squirrel for the larger. I found them in a pile of discarded costumes; if anyone was seen wearing those last night, I'd appreciate if one of you would say so.

Besides that-- there was blood on the floor, near one of the walls. Not a large puddle, but someone seemed to have dripped blood there. I posted a photo if you need to see it.

[cavaliered]

[from where she's on the floor:] I've lost the plot, what do we need to be looking for? People who could wear the costumes, or.

[psynchronise]

Yeah, I've checked the bee kigurumi. Same one I remember and there's nothing about it that looks off, or messed with in any way.

[ blood rain... ]

Itto, Mephisto, Tuuri, Zel, Persephone, Kuranosuke and Hunter can all confirm that stupid blood cloud I had over my head gave up just after we got locked in.

:sclurtle:

[engineers]

[ as the time starts to tick down, after the strip check, and the pocket check, as the last investigation group returns, it's lu bixing who speaks up again.

this time, he puts a kitchen knife on the closest table, setting it down with a very decisive thunk, and when it's silent, turns his attention to two people in particular. he speaks evenly, calmly. prime minister of the eighth galaxy. ]

I found this during patdowns.

[ ... ] ...Tuuri. Zelgadis.

I think there's a story here that needs to be told, and I think you both need to tell it.

[ both of them. ]

[greatvalue]

[he nods!]

And you used the bee costume to clean it up. [...] Kinda.

[it's fine they had other shitpost priorities.]

[selfdestructs]

[ just. blinks. at him. ]

[preordain]

At the very least we can cross out people who wouldn't fit in them at all?

[hardrocklife]

[he nods to confirm.]

Thankfully...

[voidshift]

I don't know about that, they're not very fitted. At best we could probably determine who's too large to squeeze into the smaller ones, but... I'll take a look and see if there's anything else on them.

[greatvalue]

Some of us put on animal costumes after we got locked in, but not one of those. I think.