( TRIAL - WEEK 4 )

[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, 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. ( 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 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 yuggoth. ( quick navigation ) voting | profiles | menu | locations | ic rulebook

Comments

[crimsonsparrow]

[Drats.]

[thawedheart]

[WHAT THE HELL I TRUSTED YOU]

[ungodly]

Were you like Mira? Were you working with her? Or are you just pants-on-head crazy?

[ she's got a drink in her hand ready just in case ]

[crimsonsparrow]

I'm just a demon who saw an opportunity and wants to get out of this rotten hotel.

[He doesn't know what the hell was going on with Mira.]

[ungodly]

So you didn't even have a reason. You're filth.

[crimsonsparrow]

[Sips drink.]

[godly]

So you saw this "opportunity" as a way to expedite the process? [To end the game as quickly as possible, he means.]

[crimsonsparrow]

Yes. It wasn't premeditated. It was all very spur-of-the-moment, if you will.

[He seems disappointed.]

I was too rash.

[rextenebrae]

[ There's a bit of satisfaction about seeing who has been voted.

But, that doesn't mean he's really happy. ]

... Suzaku.

[lohengrins]

[ percival places a hand on knoll's shoulder. ]

Well done. You did it.

[rextenebrae]

[ He looks at Percival, and he wishes that in that moment it meant that this whole game was over.

But... he thinks for now, he'll take it. ]

... Somehow. I was afraid for a moment that he wouldn't be caught.

[ Of course he had his reasons to be, he supposed. ]

[crimsonsparrow]

[He can't really say he feels any remorse for what he's done...but he likes Knoll.]

I know it can't be any consolation, but L'arachel was not my target.

[rextenebrae]

[ ... And he does like Suzaku, so that's why he's frustrated.

But, regardless of bias, he knows what must be done. ]

She just happened to wind up at the wrong place at the wrong time, is that right?

[potentite]

[HE'S REALLY MAD AT YOU.] So much for a prideful demon.

[crimsonsparrow]

I was willing to sacrifice my pride if it meant I had a chance at winning. Normally, you'd be right. I would brag.

[But he wanted to win.]

[potentite]

[He sighs.] Well I guess it would have been a murderer either way with how everyone voted, for the most part, so I suppose it's fine.

[He's tired but he needs to look on the bright side.]

[nowyouseeit]

. . . what was your incentive?

[crimsonsparrow]

The things I've lost from home. A companion who was slain. Ultimately, freedom.

[But now it hardly matters.]

[nowyouseeit]

[damn it]

Was it worth it?

[gamerscore]

... Why not me, then?

[ She says pretty confidently. ]

I don't know — this game is twisting people. Don't know if you were ever good or bad where you're from but. ...

[ They did sleep in the same room. ]

Why Apollo?

[crimsonsparrow]

[He gives Chiaki a sympathetic look.]

There was no real personal reason. I wouldn't have targeted either of you...but he gave me a good opportunity. Yesterday morning, while you were sleeping, he asked me to show him how I was able to open the Mayor's Office.

[gamerscore]

...Alright.

[ She narrows her eyes. ]

Sorry you had to play the game, then.

shhhh tags in here late

[pinesforyou]

[Mabel walks right up to him, looking glum]

[Right before he's taken away!!]

Hey, Suzaku.