( TRIAL - WEEK 3 )

[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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BODIES

[abhoth]

[As the trial officially begins at 12:00 PM, the double doors leading to the kitchen will be opened wide to allow all both corpses to be wheeled in on separate gurneys. A faceless man carrying a bowl full of entrails follows after the gurneys, nearly setting the bowl down at the dinner tables before getting pulled in the right direction by one of the other staff members. Craftly will stand next to the toy dispenser machine, clearing his throat before solemnly uttering:]

A moment of silence, children.

[And then he begins to play the fucking kazoo.

This horrible musical experience will last as long as it takes for the staff members to wheel the corpse to the sectioned off area. Once that's done, however, Craftly will retreat to his own table and residents will be free to inspect the body as much as they want.

Please use this toplevel for reexamining the bodies.]

[lohengrins]

[ if you're attempting to look at rachel, you're going to have to deal with percival first because the man is making a beeline for that body. first thing's first, he's going to take off her veil and check to see if she's hiding anything in her clothing. ]

[crushcard]

[ Guess who's joining you!

After Percival makes a beeline for the body he's going to kind of hover behind before he's going to be checking the body for how the blood loss might have occurred and whether it was fatal. ]

[abhoth]

[Well.

It's more likely Rachel died from getting stabbed in the gut several times, as opposed to exsanguination. Getting your intestines turned into minced meat tends to do that.]

[crushcard]

[ That helps, thank you meta text.

Were the stab wounds made with a knife, like the one on the evidence table, or any other weapon? ]

[abhoth]

[There is, in fact, something hidden in Rachel's clothing. A folded up piece of paper, coated in dried blood in certain spots.]

[lohengrins]

[ he's going for that paper asap. ]

[abhoth]

[With some care, Percival will manage to unfold the note without tearing it up too much. The parts coated in blood will stick together, for obvious reasons, but he will still be able to make out part of the text:]

My dears,

If you are reading this, it would mean that I am dead. To assist in the trial and investigation, I have written down some things in advance.

When I am close to dying, the restless gods will [Bloodstains cover a large string of text here, unfortunately.] fight, but only once.

I am unable to use my weapon properly, so I have not touched it.

I fear that I may be killed quickly, but in the contrary case, I will endeavor to leave other messages in assistance.

Copies of my personal notes are with Andersen. He will have a match for my handwriting with him.

[There is a large chunk of text that has been completely obliterated by the blood and paper sticking together.]

May you best the corruption that lurks within this world.

[rextenebrae]

[ He's going to be taking a quick look at Marty. Just to make sure of something--how are his hands looking? Nothing unusual up with that? ]

[abhoth]

[There is blood on the fingers of one of Marty's hands.]

[rextenebrae]

[ If he should check, would there be anything in his pockets? ]

[abhoth]

[There's a handheld taser in his pocket, coated in blood. Considering he got disemboweled, it doesn't take a genius to figure out where the blood came from.]

[splinten]

[Glancing over at the bowl of entrails without missing a beat to see whether or not it matches the kind they have in the kitchen.]

[abhoth]

[It's a white, porcelain bowl. There are soup bowls like that in the kitchen, but it's likely it's just the same dish the Dark Room always seems to have on top of the table.

Just, you know.

Filled up with delicious spagutti.]

[abhoth]

[Nothing odd here! Besides his intestines getting pulled out like blood sausages, anyway.]

[abhoth]

[Oh my god.

Congrats, Andersen. You're looking at a pair of smelly corpse feet. Now here's to hoping those shoes don't smack anyone on the face??]

[18x0]

[Well since Andersen was poking at Marty, let's go ahead and take a more thorough look at Rachel's corpse. Akane is going to strip her and check for any additional markings or unusual signs that wouldn't have been visible otherwise.]

[abhoth]

[Nothing here but a lot of stab wounds.]

[18x0]

[Okay then, let's move on to Marty and check him for any burns or other signs that a taser might have been used on him.]

[ungodly]

[ heather's here to look at marty's body.. or what's left of it, really. she covers her nose instinctively as she approaches it. ]

Disgusting.. can't someone kill someone else by like, gently suffocating them or something?

[ either way, she starts to look around and use a spoon to flip skin around to see if any skin seems like it was burned or singed by a taser. ]

[abhoth]

[There aren't any burns or singes on Marty's skin.]

[bownthisway]

[all right you know what

Aloy is just going to completely without shame strip Marty's body and inspect him from head to toe for any markings. She'll open his eyes and mouth and check those as well just in case he was drugged with weed!!

Any unusual markings? how big is his dingle dongle]

[abhoth]

[Since Aloy is being through, we'll assume she checks his back as well.

Because it's there that she finds a familiar symbol, right in the lower back. It glows a dark purple hue when touched, and seems to be more of a tattoo than a scar.

As Marty had access to the Garden, though?? Checking for drug's is a fool's errand.]