yuggoth | ( TRIAL

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, but due to a certain someone who I shall not name [he's still pissed] — today's trial will take place by the pool. 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 Outdoor Dining Area 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. Due the Kitchen and Dining Hall getting wrecked, lunch and dinner will mostly consist of grilled and barbecued menu items. Hamburgers, hotdogs, salads, and items that require little preparation — all the residents have to do is ask in order to receive. Similarly, all beverages will be retrieved from a hundred quart cooler that has been placed by the side of the pool.

Not as fancy as usual, but at least the pool is clean now. Some inflatable pool toys lazily swim in the water, along with pool noodles. Every now and then, the waters will vibrate to the sound of buzz saws and assorted power tools. Looks like the Disposal Room, Dining Hall and Kitchen are under reparations.

A tent has been placed over the area to shield the residents from the sun, and to make up from the lack of transparencies everyone will receive a small booklet containing each resident's profile. They look a little bit like shitty PowerPoint presentation handouts, but maybe it's part of the charm. The profiles of the deceased are included, as always.

A second tent has been set up in the parking lot, complete with an air conditioning on the inside. Its use will become rapidly apparent once the victims corpses have 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 their table; a trash bin is available outside of the tent for this purpose.

Evidence found during the investigation, on the other hand, will be displayed in a table by the pool shed. Any items found by the residents on Friday will be displayed here for further examination.

Finally — one of the grandfather clocks has been kidnapped from its respective floor to show the current hour. Please do remember you have until 9:00 PM to figure out whodunit and cast your vote. And if anyone tries to leave the area before the trial is over? They'll discover an invisible wall blocking their path.

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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 Pool/Outdoor Dining Area (the pool shed will also be locked), 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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People are dead and there's a hole in my shoulder.

[so. . . no]

People have been dead since the first week. That's not changing anytime soon, no matter what we try to do to prevent that. [ true facts, bro. ] I'm going to continue living until someone decides that I can no longer do that.

[ bet you didn't expect him going deep while half naked, in his boxers and swimming in a pool. ]

Besides, you can use the skeleton arm as a flotation device.

[. . . actually, something about that strikes a pretty resonate chord with him. he stares for a few moments, expression twisting into something unreadable, before he just]

[sighs]

Heart and smile. . .

[. . . and slips into the pool, keeping his injured shoulder above water]

Gimme your skeleton arm.

Is that a saying of yours? I like it.

[ heart and smile. that's kawaii as fuck. also good job jumping into the pool with all of your clothes? like. dude, get half naked with him. ]

Here. Don't let yourself drown.

[ he splashes Kaito with the skelearm before promptly giving it to him. ]

My dad used to say it to me. Guess I sorta. . . forgot it for a second there.

[he doesn't feel like getting half naked??? let him live]

I think I can still swim with a bum shoulder.

[takes the arm and kind of leans on it to keep himself afloat. thanks roomie!!]

Haha. I don't think anyone would blame you. Things have been quite... quite grim, after all.

[ no one will ever realize how hard it is for Akira to act a fool like this almost all of the time, but it's to remind himself that it's all an act of preservation. one may die of things that aren't just physical. ]

Your dad sounds like he was a wise man. Makes me wonder how you turned out to be, well. You.

[ teasing!!! teasing. hopefully Kaito knows he's teasing. he doesn't need him upset like Dirk is. ]

Aha.

At least someone is here to keep the atmosphere lighthearted then, if I can't do it.

[Akira is kind of a nerd?? maybe that's why Kaito likes him so much. and all he does is snort in amusement at Akira's teasing because THAT'S OKAY, no sore spots have been hit]

My dad was a pretty wise guy. I think I got my charming good looks and impeccable talent from him.

It's a burden I will happily carry.

[ people can think he's a weirdo who doesn't know how to process death as much as they want. Akira will continue being Akira, for better or worse. ]

Your charming good looks have yielded as much success to you as mine have. Let's not flatter ourselves too much.

[ another splash of water goes his way. ]

[who else could he be, at a time like this?]

I'm not actively looking.

[he snorts again]

I don't really think a murder hotel is a place where people usually find their, uh. Soulmates.

( TRIAL - WEEK 4 )

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