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( TRIAL - WEEK 1 )

At exactly 11:30 am, all residents who are still asleep will be jolted awake by a sharp, burning pain that spreads across their whole body. A simple look will reveal no visible injuries, oddly enough, and the pain will fade away as soon as they're properly awake. Those early birds who are already up and about will feel nothing — except maybe a strange, mysterious sense of relief as they go on about their business. Lucky them.

Moments later, an announcement will come through the static-filled PA system:

"This is Craftly speaking. My apologies for the rude awakening [not really], but your presence is required in the Dining Hall. Our first trial is about to begin. Please do try to be there before noon. My staff members have simply too many duties to tend to, to be escorting each and every one of you out of your quarters. Good day."

And true to his words, anyone who doesn't make their way to the Dining Hall before noon will be dragged kicking and screaming regardless of where they've sequestered themselves. Sucks to be you, huh? Upon arriving there, however, residents will be given the menu, one copy of the rulebook, one pencil, one notepad, and a cheque folder. Lunch and dinner will be served at the appropriate times, and appetizers, desserts and beverages (of the non-alcoholic variety) will be available throughout the trial. All you have to do is ask one of the faceless men, and your food will be delivered to you in ten minutes or less depending on what it is.

The Dining Room itself looks about the same as it does any other day — save for the fact that the lights have been dimmed. Why this, you ask? Because the projector is now in use. Transparencies containing each resident's profile will be displayed on the pull-down screen, with one of the staff members rotating through the images every minute. The profiles of the deceased are included, and if current discussion deems it necessary to focus on one particular resident, anyone is free to ask the faceless man to pause on the appropriate profile for a while.

A small area has been sectioned off with a transparent, plastic curtain right next to the pull-down screen. Its use will become rapidly apparent once the victim's corpse has been wheeled in. Anyone who wishes to step into this area will be asked to wash their hands in the kitchen, and they will be given a pair of latex-free gloves and a hairnet by a staff member who is stationed nearby. Residents are required to dispose of both items before returning to the dinner table; a trash bin is available outside of the curtains for this purpose.

Evidence found during the investigation, on the other hand, will be displayed in the back of the room. Two, long tables have been taken out of storage for this occasion, and any items found by the residents on Friday will be displayed here for further examination.

Finally — a clock above the pull-down screen displays the current hour. Please do remember you have until 9:00 PM to figure out whodunit and cast your vote.

( victim )

Welcome to our first trial! Characters will be given nine (9) hours to discuss everything related to the investigation to hopefully solve the mystery behind this week's murder. No one will be allowed to leave the Dining Hall without explicit permission from the Innkeeper (and only then to take a tinkle), and all characters must cast their vote before 9PM EST. You may do so on this week's voting page.

If you have any questions or doubts, shoot us a PM or a PP over at

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[Whew. It means Dirk hadn't necessarily been lying about taking the things back to help others at the motel if something happened.

She tries to smile reassuringly.] Were you moving books?

He got on top of a bookshelf, knocked it over. Just lookin' around.

[ this still sounds really idiotic. ]

No big, they'll heal.

[squints]

Oh. I'm sorry about your fingers. And... about the boy from your room. We looked for things together. He was nice. He made me his "Sherlock." [She still has no clue wtf that is.]

Do you think he'll get a funeral?

I think that we can do one for him, if you want. After this is over.

[ regardless of whatever the hell the hotel staff does. ]

Okay. When we all woke up at the table, he was in a funny outfit. But I think it was important. I'll draw a picture of him and put it on the refrigerator.

[The best memorial Jason ever received.]

Do you think we're going to find who did it? Did they do it on purpose?

I think we will. And I think...maybe they did. But I don't know why, yet.

[ he shakes his head. ]

After this is done, though, we'll talk about it all together, okay?

[ he means like em + dave, not everyone, but. ]

[Her smile is small, but maybe relieved.] Okay.

I don't think we should vote for the Innkeeper. I talked to him, and he said it wasn't good if we voted for him.

But if I vote for someone and they die... does that make me a bad person? Or if I vote for someone and they didn't do it, does that make me a bad person too?

[ oh, morality questions. dave hesitates. ]

No. It doesn't make you a bad person. But if you don't want to vote for someone who did it, or anythin' else, you can cast your vote for me, Ems. [ that shouldn't be against the rules, he doesn't think? ] Because if you vote for the culprit, yeah, you can't erase it. It doesn't make you bad. But it's...responsibility.

What if something bad happens to you because I did?

[DIRK IS NOW PAYING A FUCKTON OF ATTENTION BECAUSE

1) NO
2) DON'T RISK ACCIDENTALLY MAKING EMILY YOUR KILLER FOR HER SAKE TOO]

[Hi, Dirk. :')]

[I mean at least Emily is someone he wouldn't revenge kill]

[Little does anyone know Emily has been the killer THIS WHOLE TIME. Clearly.

Dirk, settle down!!!]

I'm okay with that. [ he reaches over to ruffle her hair with his right hand. ] You should do whatever you feel comfortable with, though. I'm pretty sure I'm not at risk this time around. So it'd be safe. But either way...no matter how you vote, you're not a bad person, Ems. You didn't kill Jason, or anyone else. Okay?

Okay. [The hint of another smile returns, but only briefly.] I don't want anything bad to happen to you. Because you're my friend.

[And Dirk would kick your ghost ass probably??]

[ wow dirk can't kick his ghost ass if he's dead? ]

You're my friend, too. Don't worry too much; I'm tryin' to keep my nose mostly clean. [ sounds fake when you have 2 broken fingers dave but ok ] I promised I'd look out for you, right? So.

So if you get yourself voted to death, then you'd be doin' a shit job lookin' after Emily.

[He comes in here with folded arms and also he's stubborn.]

Anyway, Emily, you can switch your vote to me if it's easier. Dave could still be voted for because of the room proximities, so I'm the safer non-option.

[ FOR THE LOVE OF GOD LET HIM BE RECKLESS IN PEACE ]

I'm not gonna be voted to death, there's literally no proof against me since Kaito and I? Didn't have a thing to do with this.

[GOD!!

She just looks back and forth between Dirk and Dave like ???

Y'all are so confusing. HOW ABOUT SHE DOESN'T VOTE FOR EITHER OF THE BOYS WHO WERE NICE TO HER?]

Dave's a self-sacrificial idiot.

[He sits down here because why not.]

How are you doin'? I know tough shit isn't out of your wheelhouse of experiences. [Kid has been on a trauma congo line??] I don't know if Empresses deal with judicial things or not where you're from.

I am standin' right here.

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i panicked and deleted something i didnt have to

i forgive you

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