WEEK 2 TRIAL

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POPULATION: 28

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.

Proceed to 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, Greed, Wrath, Despair and Sloth patiently wait as the TV above them displays a message.

Victims: Vlad Masters, Steven A Starphase, Luca Valentino

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

Greed is seated at the end of the table with a series of papers in their hands. Wrath is sitting sideways in a chair, leaning against Despair, feet in Greed's lap, with their phone out, taking selfies. Despair seems to be holding still to allow this. Sloth is dead asleep, head down on the table and snoring. When some of the last few people enter, they startle awake suddenly with a yelp which gets everyone's attention.

"Ahh, I'm up! Wow, it's time already?! You guys have 9 long hours to figure everything out!"

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Hello, and welcome to your third 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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music room!!

[enfangs]

[THEY'RE BACK as white waves gloved hands full of cacti, some with blood on them.]

The floor was covered with these things. Some of 'em got trampled on and stuff. Music sheets and furniture were all over the floor. Also, the DJ's playing normal music again, so I dunno what was with the brass. Maybe it's about the tuba?

[he gestures to the dented tuba they presumably brought back.]

That was... Gojou, where the hell was it? The center of the room? Oh, right, there was also two spots of blood on the way there. Like, a little bigger than my hand? One was under the cacti, one was above them. And there was an area where all the cacti was flattened, but I dunno what was up with that.

[he puts down some cacti to wave his phone, which has pictures on it.]

Found a piece of chalk and a weirdass message. "My strikethrough cra strikethrough bread"? Gojou also found someone's late night dinner or something and, uh... Ming Yi found shit too! Yeah! Blood on the wall and cloth or whatever.

Anyway, in conclusion, the room was a fuckin' mess.

[gojou and ming yi please chime in]

[aubins]

Cacti? Hang on, can I take one of those for a moment?

...

The chalk was probably Luca's. He had some in his pockets, and on him on Thursday night. And the ... spots of blood, how big were they?

[enfangs]

A little bigger than my hand?

[he hands over a cacti.]

[aubins]

[ thank you for cacti. ]

How far apart? ... Although I guess it might not matter if the blood had spread....

[enfangs]

Uhhh...

[i have no idea but he has a photo on his phone if yuri would like to check]

[aubins]

[ he's back from a little task. ]

The needles on the cactus match the ones I found in Luca's body. He had two puncture marks in his stomach, about an inch apart from each other? I'm just wondering if it'd match up to two blood marks if they were close to each other.

[ he can check, sure. ]

[maelstroms]

[ He raises his handful of shredded suit as he passes by behind White to go deposit it with the evidence table. ]

Someone's clothes were destroyed and scattered throughout the room amidst the mess and cacti. The blood on the wall had no discernable pattern, but I also have pictures of it - droplets and splashes, probably from a serious injury.

SHREDDED LIKE ROCK HARD VLAD

[maelstroms]

[ He's coming back through after playing puzzle with the scraps. ]

You can go check, if you like, but the shredded pieces of fabric in fact belong to one of Vlad's suits.

[chevaleros]

I believe the chalk was from Luca then—he was holding some. Some sort of... message?

And if the cacti were flattened, and most of his wounds were on the front of his body—perhaps he landed on them? Though I'd expect more blood in that case. [ me trying to visualize what is happening here ]

[enfangs]

I thought that maybe, but I couldn't really make out a shape, so... dunno.

[housewolf]

... Cra?

Did you find some bread there too?

[mukagen]

The tuba is around the center of the room, yeah! There weren't any prints on it, either. Most of the chaos was around the center, too.

[ He isn't sure what to say about the food, but. ]

... The croissants and coffee are unsalvageable.

[toesies]

[...]

Did someone try to write "my croissant" but didn't know how to spell it?

[fisherwoman]

Why would anyone write that...

[toesies]

Same reason they wrote "my bread?" Your guess is as good as mine.

[fisherwoman]

[After Gojou mentions the croissants...]

...Maybe we need to be looking a little bit closer at them?

[toesies]

Or maybe we should all try writing croissant on our phones or something, and all reveal our spelling at the same time.

[liuli]

Maybe he was the reason there were croissants? It was his bread?

[ he doesn't know what a croissant is so shoutout to gojou ]

[toesies]

A croissant is... bread-adjacent. Sure.

[aubins]

... Could they not spell croissant?

[maelstroms]

... croissant?

[ That. Sounds like crescent? His shovel. ]

Is that what the bread is called?

[liuli]

[ HELLO ]

月. Crescent?

[ ?!?! ]

[maelstroms]

月. [ Glad they're both danmei spongegar now. ] Luca was slashed across the throat, and the chalk is possibly his.

[toesies]

[She nods.]

It's a French pastry bread.

[maelstroms]

[ He makes a C swoop gesture in the air with a finger. ]

And they're in that shape? My shovel has a crescent on the end of it.