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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[dumbface]

Sure. [ walking close!! what are we doing ]

[diel]

[ yoru's checking his clothes, his shoes, and his hair very closely for the little glass-like shards and white-silver strands of hair. does anything reflect off the light of the room? ]

[dumbface]

[ his clothes are a bit wrinkly and he's got some kind of leather harness on his shoulder with a string tucked in his belt. nothing in his hair besides his typical hair tie, but it's pretty thick so if he wants to look at his scalp he'll have to move it probably.

doesn't look like there's any glass on him, but he also brushed himself off after he woke up in the reflexion room.

is he looking at the top of his shoe? ]

[diel]

[ yep, he's trying to be thorough so going from head to toe! ]

And if you could lift your foot so I can see under, too.

[dumbface]

[ he lifts his shoe and, sure enough, there are a couple of mirror shards stuck to the bottom! nothing on the top of his shoe! ]

[diel]

... Why?

[dumbface]

[ slowly. ] Why what?

[diel]

Why do you have that under your shoe?

[divineth]

[Tuning in to this...]

[baebladie]

[ Doing very much the same. ]

[dumbface]

[ ? looking down at his sole and tilting his ankle to the side. ]

Oh. Probably because I was in the mirror room, like I said. I woke up there.

[the_obedient_servant]

Nobody suspects the dimwit.

[divineth]

Were the mirrors intact when thou fell asleep?

[dumbface]

I'm pretty sure they were.

[divineth]

Then how would shards of glass make their way onto the soles of thy footwear?

[Unless Chu Wenshan walked through the glass after waking up, which...is possible, in theory.]

[dumbface]

I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going, and I was hungry, so... I'm not surprised there are some.

[diel]

Sorry, but can you take off the harness and show it to us.

[ someone help... he's not good at this... he lost to fake witch!! ]

And explain why you smell like roses though your clothes are wrinkled.

[dumbface]

[ thinking about this for a bit. ]

That's the only soap I've been able to find here, so that's the soap I've been using.

[diel]

I remember your confession... The details were... [ y'know, not there. ] You kept saying you might have, but you weren't sure. Do you... forget things?

[dumbface]

I have amnesia, but most of the things past the Lone Swordsman bit happened after my amnesia. [ so, probably?? or bad at communication, you be the judge. ]

[diel]

... And the harness?

[whileaway]

I can confirm he was in the middle of the room, where the least glass was. I don't recall if he had any on him, but I wouldn't be necessarily surprised if he had shards at least under his shoe.

[Break probably does too, considering he just kinda stomped on the glass.]

Not that I don't also think his placement wasn't suspicious.

[oncefallen]

Yes, at first I thought something terrible might have happened to him given the state of his surroundings.