( 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

Comments

[potentite]

[He makes a face.] Don't pun at me! [Step right up??] But fine, what do you want me to do?

[potentite]

[Oh geez. He clears his throat and grips the knife.]

All right, I'll give it a go. [Which he starts to??? But jesus that's hard okay. And he's not good with knives tbh but he's giving it his all over here. It's just. Kind of hard.]

[pinesfortruth]

[...fucking... sighs]

Marty didn't strictly need to disembowel himself. There's a trap door no one can see in the Dark Room.

[splinten]

[...What.]

What.

[pinesfortruth]

You can't see it, and you definitely won't be able to use it if you try to find it, but it's there.

[he could not sound more awkward about this]

[18x0]

How do you know about this, Dipper?

[potentite]

The fact that gloves were involved in the painting of the message suggests someone who was not Marty did the message.

[rextenebrae]

Perhaps the Ghost is the one who painted the message themselves?

[thawedheart]

...there's something... really wrong with the Dark Room, though. As I'm sure anyone who's spent time in there can attest...

[She bites her lip.]

And knowing that there have even been monsters here in the motel... are we certain a monster didn't disembowel Marty-san once he was left there?

[wristbands]

They are, and Craftly said only we can kill each other. Whatever... other things that live here won't hurt us.

... I don't know if that counts if he was already dead beforehand, though.

[bownthisway]

[squinting] I don't think it'd take that long to disembowel someone? That meat's mostly muscle, so it's tougher to cut through, but the flesh on your stomach's a lot softer and there aren't any bones in the way. It wouldn't take as much effort to slice through and pull out the guts. [just. says this super casually hahaha this is normal conversational topics everyone knows right]

But you're right about Mira. We don't have any explanation about what could have created that voice in her head.

[bownthisway]

Well, it might be more appetizing if you cook the meat first.

[a shrug] It could still just be that the Ghost possessed Marty, made him walk into the Dark Room himself, then left before anything happened to his body yet. Even if they weren't completely sure Marty would die in there, why would it matter? He wouldn't have remembered anything while he was possessed anyway.

[perceptions]

And I wish I had an answer for you about it too. At least then you wouldn't be suspecting me.

[bownthisway]

[She looks hesitant for a moment.]

Mira, do you mind if I say what your role is? I'm thinking...it might have something to do with this.

[ungodly]

You know what I keep thinking about? The Omega clause to the Ghost's rule. What if it was a serious botch in their plan? Like an unforeseen injury? They'd have to account for that last minute, and the easiest way to do that? Make a victim out of yourself.

[disinterested]

Maybe... though that seems too obvious of a sign. The deal Omega made, I assume, was so that we'd known the Ghost was involved, not so that we'd be able to tell who the Ghost is.

[perceptions]

Ok, so, just so we're clear.

Craftly pretty much just said the Dark Room fucked up Marty like that.

[ungodly]

Well, it got everyone's attention.

[ she scruffs andersen's hair a little. ]

If that's true, though, then Marty probably went there in a possessed state, right? And then just.. waited it out.