( TRIAL - WEEK 2 )

[abhoth]

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 second 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, and will be given a pair of latex-free gloves and a hairnet by a staff members 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. ( victims ) 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, 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 yuggoth. ( quick navigation ) voting | profiles | menu | locations | ic rulebook

Comments

[wristbands]

If we weren't trying to, y'know, weed out a murderer, this would be pretty exciting...

[like she's not gonna deny that this kind of competition is right up her alley but THERE ARE? STILL DEAd BODIES IN THE ROOM?]

[digestion]

The dead guys don't mind!

[wristbands]

The alive guys do!

[digestion]

...I don't know, they're all pretty into it.

[wristbands]

[OK OK SHE SUCCUMBED TO PEER PRESSURE]

...

A-are you still taking challengers?

[digestion]

Always!

[disinterested]

You're having a lot of fun, aren't you?

[digestion]

Am I that obvious?

Ahhh, but it'd be better if it were real fighting... somehow, I don't think I'd be allowed to go all out.

[nowyouseeit]

[CHIE. . .]

[this is after his failed arm wrestling attempt, btw. he's sulking]

Do you wanna give it a shot?

[wristbands]

Oh my god.

[NO?? IS THIS PEER PRESSURE?!]

L-look, I know I have better lower body strength!

[nowyouseeit]

[no!! he was just asking a question!!]

At this point, it couldn't hurt. The more people who can ask him questions, the better.

[wristbands]

...



[u g h]

We're kind of at a dead end, and I think we've done all we can until 6. I... I guess it won't hurt.

[nowyouseeit]

Kick his ass for me.

[PLEASE]

[thawedheart]

...it is a little interesting to see who's going to succeed, but...

[Well... they're doing it for the sake of information... so maybe it's okay...??]

[wristbands]

I don't even know what's going on anymore.

[thawedheart]

From my understanding, we may be able to make him give us some answers if we beat him in an arm wrestling match... or something.

[rextenebrae]

[ he mutters: ]

This is ridiculous.

[vitamin_a]

...it's not that much out of the ordinary.

[Apollo knows what he's talking about. Arm-wrestling for answers is par for the course for the AA world, he's sure of it]

[wristbands]

How do we know he's gonna tell the truth, though? Like this could all just be a waste of time...

[godly]

Honestly? This is ridiculous. Don't you think we should be taking this a little more seriously?

[wristbands]

Th-that's what I'm trying to say!

[lohengrins]

Do you think we have a choice? We'll be getting information out of this -- nothing more matters.

[g101]

I think that still makes it exciting?

[ holding out a paper pom pom that she made. cmon chie CMON ]

[wristbands]

[HAJIME NO? WHY ARE YOU ENCOURAGING THIS... it's actually getting hard for her to say no, oh my god]

We don't even know if he's gonna tell the truth!

[g101]

Yep! But it's all we got and it's his conditions, so I think we should investigate.