( 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

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[digestion]

[ Wow he's doki doki-ing over her muscles too now. That was great?? Now he wants to fight for real again... :o( ]

Thank you!

[ HAHA ROOMIE?? Please. He's not that cruel— ]

I didn't know there were such interesting people here after all. Don't worry, I'm a terrible liar.

[bownthisway]

[she will totally fight him for real but only if there are weapons involved, otherwise he's going to be super disappointed over how terrible her hand-to-hand combat is]

Yeah, twelve years of intensive training finally paid off just for you. [HMM...she's squinting at him suspiciously, but eventually just shrugs and goes for it.] Did you kill Vincent or Hibiki?

[look she's probably not going to be able to tell whether he's lying unless he really is super obvious about it anyway so MIGHT AS WELL JUST SEE IF SHE CAN GET A YES]

[digestion]

[ And without even a pause, after she's done asking: ]

Yes.

[bownthisway]

[opens mouth

closes mouth]

...okay, I can't say I was expecting that. [SHE HONESTLY??? CAN'T BELIEVE THIS WORKED??? WHAT IS THE CATCH]

[disinterested]

... Congrats?

[YOU WON A CONFESSION VIA ARM WRESTLING]

[digestion]

Even though you won?

[ungodly]

What? Seriously? I wanted to actually solve the murder!

[digestion]

Well... I didn't mean that I killed both of them.

[rextenebrae]

[ ... Well, that. That certainly happened. ]

...It was Vincent, wasn't it?

[digestion]

Maybe!

[ Look, you gotta fight for this. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[WHOA]

. . .

Show us the murder weapon for Vincent.

[digestion]

You lost. [ ... ] Twice.

[wristbands]

You wanted me to kick his ass, right?

[wristbands]

[MEANWHILE, WHILE SHE AND LIGHT WERE JUST COMMISERATING ABOUT HOW RIDICULOUS THIS IS,]

—You're kidding.

[digestion]

[ ??? ]

If it weren't for this entire trial thing, I probably would have just been honest about it from the start.

[godly]

[what the h e l l]

This is far from how investigations are supposed to work.

[BUT IT DID and now he's supposed to eat his words? god]

[vitamin_a]

...are you serious?

[Apollo is waiting for the trap to spring, because he can't imagine anyone confessing just like that]

[digestion]

Completely.

[pinesfortruth]

[dipper is just smothering a scream in his notes.

this is fine.]

[g101]

[ damn. well. ]

Can we ask you questions or do you want us to arm wrestle you some more?

[thawedheart]

...wait, really?

[yukina has lost all grasp of what is happening here]

[godly]

[are you effing kidding him right now.]

Tell us why.

[crimsonsparrow]

Doesn't confessing just take the fun out of it?

[Also do you have a death wish...?]

[disinterested]

Looks like I'm going to be roommate-less from now on, huh?

[ninjay]

Can you kill me next too so I won't have to deal with this nonsense ever gain.

[ look everyone else asked what he would have so. ]