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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Comments

[fergalicious]

[ She doesn't look at him. ]

Douman, remove him.

[mukagen]

[ HELLO? ]

Heeeeeeeeeey, let's play nice.

[fergalicious]

I have done nothing.

[mukagen]

Play nice.

[ please lord ]

[fergalicious]

Do not make me repeat myself.

[mukagen]

I'm just making sure you understand.

[ cIVIl. ]

Also, what would you even do? Make Douman remove me, too?

[toyska]

[someone is very entertained by this whole ordeal lmao]

[mukagen]

[ chillllllllllldeeeeeeeeeeeeee stop being a little shit ]

[toyska]

[why would he ever do a thing like that]

[touchups]

[Two someones...]

[mukagen]

[ oh if he notices mahito the air between them sure is fucking worse than ever before ]

[touchups]

[binch]

[toyska]

[Mahito teach him about popcorn so they can start bringing it to trial]

[fergalicious]

You realize he grabbed me first.

[ But she smiles up at him. ]

I would deal with you myself.

[mukagen]

He was just trying to get your attention.

[ also hello? he didn't agree to being DEALT WITH PERSONALLY, but he doesn't seem worried. confidence and ego does this. ]

We should all be doing our best to work together!

[dotcom]

She gave me the answer that he was looking for already, and he knows that she hates him. Grabbing her arm at that point wasn't needed.

[fergalicious]

It would be best for all of us if you kept him out of my sight.

[commedia]

Yes, Master.

[And just coming right up from behind Fukuda to just pick him up and? Throw him over a shoulder? Like he's nothing but a bunch of grapes?]

[holeful]

[Fukuda resists somewhat but he realizes he's fighting a losing battle so he just gives up and goes limp. He lives on Douman's shoulder now I guess.]

[commedia]

[Just moves away and dumps him unceremoniously in a corner.]

Do stay there and not bother my Master again, understand?

[holeful]

[He stays where he's dropped but he shoots Douman an odd look.]

I think your "master" needs help more than anyone else here.

[commedia]

[Douman's gaze turns very cold.]

Do take care to hold your tongue when speaking about her.

[holeful]

Whatever relationship you have with her, whatever power she holds here or at home, it doesn't matter here. We're trying to solve a murder and she's just another suspect. You understand that, don't you?

[commedia]

[Douman squats down. They reach forward, resting a hand against Fukuda's cheek-]

[Before drawing it back and aiming a hard slap against the man's face. The priest's face opens with a wide, harsh grin.]

Hahahaha. What did I just say, hmmmm? Hold. Your. Tongue. Or there will be worse coming to you.

[holeful]

[OUCH. He's completely on the floor now.]

Haha... Mr Douman, there's nothing you can do to me that will be worse than I've already been though. I suppose you'll have to settle for second place.