( TRIAL - WEEK 5 )

[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, children. As the Dining Hall is still under reparations — 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. A single towel that still has sludge on it floats among the accessories in the pool. Looks like no one bothered to really clean it up from Friday. 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 still. 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

[potentite]

I've lived my life in a corner. Dirk and I were always meant to die in a game to create a universe. Anyway, you're still not allowed to kill people. Let them decide how they want to die, fucknuts.

[nowyouseeit]

I actually haven't killed anyone, you know.

[a snort]

[disinterested]

I'm certainly tempted to, though...

[Mira's probably?? yelling at him from the graveyard???]

[nowyouseeit]

[oh my god Girge]

Don't.

Please.

[disinterested]

[He holds his hands up.]

I'll wait for your directive.

[nowyouseeit]

[GIRGE. . .]

That's-- it's okay. I'm not your commander.

[disinterested]

[Girge. Doesn't really think in any other terms.]

What, are you giving me permission to kill everyone in that case?

[nowyouseeit]

No! Obviously! But also-- . . . I wanna ask why you're assuming you need my permission, but I don't want you to go on a rampage, either?

[disinterested]

I get what I want no matter what, remember? At this stage, it's only a matter of whether you achieve victory as well.

[because fuck everyone else (besides mabel).]

[nowyouseeit]

. . . there are some people on our side.

[he. thinks]

I at least don't feel like it's as hopeless as I thought it was before.

[disinterested]

... We'll see.

[Honestly, Girge's just.

Gone back to objectifying his life and waiting to see how everyone plans on using it, so he's super Done.]

[potentite]

Aiding in the death of Akira is a crime, actually.

[nowyouseeit]

I told him the truth, and gave him a choice. That's what you wanted, isn't it?

[potentite]

Context is rather important. Did you tell him Thursday evening or Friday morning? Because if so, then no, it's not a choice. It's the same as bringing Andersen to a meeting the way you did. Intention is good, don't get me wrong. I'm glad you have good intentions. But your execution is shitty.

[nowyouseeit]

. . .

Did Andersen ever tell you, the reason I brought him to that meeting, was because he offered to help me?

"You will not kill, Kaito. I will."

That's what he said to me.

[WHICH, HONESTLY, might explain why he's pissed as shit at Andersen for blabbing and not just, you know. being honest about how he didn't agree with their methods]

[potentite]

Yes. He did. Because he was terrified if he didn't play along, you would all murder him rather than allow him to speak freely. Context. Would you seriously speak your mind to a group of people who had already resolved to murder if that's what it took? Or would you rather make sure you live to do something about it if you could?

[disinterested]

I think you're severely overestimating how much Andersen fears being killed.

[potentite]

Fears being killed for our sakes. Not for his own.

[nowyouseeit]

As I told him before: in the context of this stupid ritual? Yeah. I would've.

And you guys lecture us about trust.

[he says dryly]

[potentite]

Then you would have risked everyone's lives with your big mouth. That's good to know.

[nowyouseeit]

[JAKE. . .]

I wouldn't have, no. But we sure were afraid of risking them by telling people we didn't trust.

But you guys seem to miss that our end goal is to save everyone's lives, here.

[potentite]

Again, a noble goal, still a really shit way you went about it. The way you keep fighting it and trying to say you were right is what's aggravating. Just admit you fucked up and move on, bro. Everyone fucks up sometimes.