TRIAL I

[lesmodsalouette]

Trial

Today is going to be a loooong day. You knew that pretty shortly after waking up, didn't you? On the plus side, it means you've had some time to process the death of one of your own, or leisure time at the very least. But come midnight, the clocks in the castle all strike out in unison again. This time though, you barely have time to clutch your head before you're transported elsewhere.

Yes, you're coming in your pajamas if you were already in bed.

The place where you find yourself is obviously not the castle, that much is obvious from an immediate look alone. The look is very circus fair meets hell, minus any actual fire (for now). The walls, the lighting, the atmosphere is different, reds and purples and exposed rock face all together with furniture that should belong in a courtroom, and a carnival, not a caldera. It's a stylistic choice, for sure.

Seating consists of various stools on the outer ring, the layout suggesting that the preferred way to conduct trial is to free mingle towards the center, unless you're partaking in food and refreshments. A veritable bounty of a spread is available for you to partake as you like. There's even an entire table's worth of chocolate, cut out in various animal shapes for you to enjoy. And yes, alcohol too, because a banquet without the finest wines isn't a feast at all.

Even with all the food there's plenty of space for all of you, but do be careful around the pit in the center of this room. How deep does it go? Where does it lead? There are other unanswered questions to answer, and you've been tasked with finding out who murdered Tia. The Witch of Ruin demands a show and unfortunately you are his captive actors. He presides over all of this from a balcony above, the best seat in the house.

(( OOC: Welcome to your first trial! You'll have 7 hours (until 8 PM EDT/5 PM PDT) to vote one (1) person guilty of murder. As this is scapegoat style, a correct vote is not necessary. Please remember to vote unless otherwise discussed with the mods, as that is our AC for this game ))

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[diel]

Thanks...

[ soft and sincere, a little hopeless. but that seems to be the end of their conversation as he wanders away. ]

[siffriend]

If I've seen it, I can. And I've seen a lot.

[ So yeah, basically. ]

[antemeridian]

[ timebends given how discussion has progressed ]

It might be a telling choice, or it might not be. [ but that's how it's been so far, hasn't it? nothing conclusive, everything circumstantial. ] I think it might be a prudent idea to see who the armor pieces that were used might fit, though.

[coldseep]

I have an idea. Can I try?

[divineth]

Aye. Mayhap we will find more willing participants.

[Considering it's the opposite of stripping?? Who knows.]

[cleansheets]

[ It is so hard to not just... punch him again. But he will behave. ]

In case it escaped your dimwit brain, I have not been obstructing 'the prospect of catching' someone. You people can strip naked for all I care, but you don't get to touch me.

[baebladie]

Go ahead.

[ There's not much to see. It looks like an attempt at a semi-weekly inventory of the mars room with question marks and some days missed. ]

[spotsalone]

[ He wishes. ]

No. I found the tobacco in the salon.

[stygiomedusa]

I received a jar of fireflies, though it's in the villa. I'll be releasing them once we're allowed back to our rooms, though...

[simulacres]

[ ayaka is actually hesitant to walk up to sousuke. not because she dislikes him, but the sight of the gunpowder and the musket is actually unsettling enough to make her want to stay far from him.

but she forces her to approach anyway, her eyes low. ]

Thanks. [ she swallows, trying to keep her anxiety down. ]

Did you get anything from Ish?

body

[coldseep]

( is something that could be a prize on tiamat's body? sad item check for the dead pls )

[cleansheets]

Knock yourself out.

[ There you go - the gun is not part of his body, so Angelo will hand it over without a fuss. It has no gunpowder residue and contains a full round of bullets. A beautifully clean display piece. ]

[diel]

Okay... Bye.

[ oh whew good to know! imagine if it was to indication stinky lying souls or something hahahaha ha ha ]

[divineth]

[With a nod,]

A wise suggestion...though we risk the possibility of dishonest answers if we were to inquire now.

[smdr]

[ she likes chara's ending, actually. ]

With that attitude, sure.

[ show some effort, junior!! ]

How's about a push up a day to start?

[littlegentleman]

[???]

Alright.

[simulacres]

[ she takes a look at it, and gives the paper back with a nod. ]

Thanks.

[divineth]

[Hell yeah.]

Agreed.

[diel]

Oh. Sorry. Um, what if we trade jars after? I still have mine.

[coldseep]

( gives his forehead bruise a gentle little kiss :D )

I don't have any magic here, but I was taught that this is a sort of spell makes the pain less through its warmth.

[antline]

Thank you.

[A lookover, and he's handing it back. For a moment...fallen angel with a gun....goth people everywhere in happy tears....]

Is this what you prefer to use? As a weapon.

[smdr]

[ and she's watching him go, note in mind and something twisted and unnamed settling — and unsettled — within her.

really can't judge a gun, huh... ]

[baebladie]

[ It certainly is, isn't it?

Blade simply nods at that in lieu of a vocal reply, though. ]

No. I didn't notice anything else.

[ (Also indeed just capitalism to the max, but he will answer regardless!) ]

[cleansheets]

[ As said in chat... CORRECTION: this is a pistol. I am an idiot who does not know the difference between a pistol and a revolver. This place only has pistols and that is what this is.

Anyway, he's got it back. ]

Firearms? Yes. When I'm not piloting, I use a gun. This one is positively medieval though.

[ He is not happy with it. ]

[simulacres]

What's your bed time?