WEEK 1 TRIAL

[probe]

POPULATION: 33

Rise and shine, little sinners. Did you rest well? Hope you weren't too perturbed by the events of the day before. Things seem to be perfectly normal throughout your morning, but at 12pm, everyone will receive a mass text message to their phone.

good evening, good morning and hello! please come join us in the conference room!

Whether you agree or disagree, soon you will find yourself physically moving toward the conference room on the bottom floor, filing into the room and taking a seat in one of the vacant chairs. Two metal boxes sit at the end of each table along with a collection of pens and colored notecards. At the head of the room, Lust, Pride, Envy and Gluttony patiently wait as the TV above them displays a message.

Victims: Kaz Kaan, Grell Sutcliff

Once the last participant enters the room, the door will swing closed behind them and lock them inside.

For a moment, everything looks completely normal, until you notice Envy slumped face-down on the table, bleeding out from a stab wound in the front. Lust is busy putting a pink fluffy towel under their head, Pride is sitting slouched in a chair twirling a knife, and in that moment Gluttony claps their hands together to get everyone's attention.

"If you would please get started. You all have nine fleeting hours to find out what happened, and place your votes."

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Hello, and welcome to your second trial! Over the course of the next nine hours, characters will have the opportunity to discuss, investigate and theorize about the events of the day before! While mini-investigations were held yesterday, today is the day characters will have time to examine the body of the victim and explore relevant locations.

There will be a mod-tag break between 4pm EST/1pm PST to 5pm EST/2pm PST. While the trial may continue and players can tag each other, mod-led threads such as questions and investigations will be on hold.

Finally, while voting is not mandatory, we do have a voting page should characters wish to vote! Please be sure that your vote is in by the time trial finishes (9pm EST/6pm PST) if you wish to vote.

Good luck, and have fun!

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Comments

[enfangs]

If you're going with him, I'll go with you too.

[sengokus]

[there's just kind of a snort]

I'm not some pushover - but sure, you can come with, White-kun.

Oi, HK-47....-san? Can we borrow you for a sec? I just don't want this done on this floor. Civilians shouldn't be near weapons demonstrations.

[enfangs]

Shut up! I'm just offering 'cause I'm bored and want out of this room.

[executeprogramming]

[he perks up]

Query: Are you requesting I shoot at you, meatbag? Even without the interference with my programming this week I would be all too happy to oblige. [his rifle is already making its warm up sounds, he's ready]

[sengokus]

I just said not me!!

[BUT HE SCOWLS]

We'll find something not alive for target practice and also not here!

[executeprogramming]

[HK can't actually scowl what with the roboface and all, but it definitely feels like he is]

Response: Oh, that is far less interesting, but I do prefer...well anything over being enclosed with this much meatbag sloshing and idle chatter.

Proposal: How about this? I will agree to go with you if you allow me to shoot three meatbags...of your choosing, of course. [he looks around the room, and over at the Avatars that are here] Non-lethally. An arm or a leg.

[dotcom]

You are not shooting anyone.

[executeprogramming]

Statement: I am negotiating terms of my cooperation with the larger meatbag—please do not interfere, shorter meatbag.

[dotcom]

No, the terms are you are not aiming that gun at anyone, you dysfunctional toaster.

[sengokus]

[shortly:]

Don't talk to him.

Lust-san said we can't so no one and nothing's getting shot at all today. We're dropping it.

[sengokus]

[ - well this is exactly who he didn't want in this conversation]

Takeru, I got it. No one's getting shot.

[dotcom]

[ he's obviously agitated, but will actually quiet down at this ]

i am so sorry for this

[executeprogramming]

Supplication: There, that's a good little meatbag. [and he just...rudely pats takeru on top of his head with a loathsome metal hand]

[dotcom]

[ hm. well. ]

You fucking insufferable bitch. If you touch me with your rusty, disgusting hand again I will shit on you. Fuck off and get recycled.

[niceguyferatu]

[ WOW!

SPICY!!!!! ]

[probe]

[pride snorts from the other side of the room.]

[shiftingwinds]

[


takeru your pottymouth]

[enfangs]

[A LOW WHISTLE]

[sengokus]

[ . . . . yeah, he runs a hand through his hair and just mutters - ]

Sorry.

[dotcom]

[ he hates it here ]

[executeprogramming]

Reply: Oh, fine I consent. I am nothing if not obedient. Especially this week...against my wishes.

Proposal: 1 meatbag shot non-lethally. [his tone genuinely sounds like he thinks he's being reasonable and is very polite]

[sengokus]

If you're feeling obedient then how about shutting up for a while?

Stop trying to shoot people! All further proposals involving shooting rejected!

[holeful]

I mean, if it's non-lethal I'm willing to help?

[bonetiddies]

Don't you think of it.

[executeprogramming]

Statement: I am merely offering to assist in the scientific process of justice for that meatbag's untimely death.