TRIAL II

[lesmodsalouette]

Trial

At least this time you were given ample time to wreck your sleep schedule before the clocks gong at midnight (no apologies for such little sleep in the first place withstanding). The carnival looks just as you remember it, with the banquet and drinks refreshed. The spread is the same as before with two new additions: a platter of cute cupcakes that might remind you of someone, along with baozi of all types.

Like before, mind the pit in the middle and settle in to vote out the guilty party for the death of Siobhan "Shiv" Roy. With the benefit of experience, maybe this will be a little bit easier? With the mood weather lifted, there won't be any floods at trial at least.

(( 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 ))

Locations Profiles Investigation Voting Main Nav

Comments

[siffriend]

[ (You think you want to die.) ]

I'd like to be voted for.

[diel]

[ he wants some too, brb

ok back with something or other in his mouth. ]

Oh! That's true. Technically if Shiv intended to kill, she's just as guilty. Right...?

[calamitish]

[ more thinky... ]

You two have a history right? [ points a finger over to Hwylryn and then after a beat. ]

With Hwylryn. Tell me more about that and I'll put up a profile of my own.

[allrounder]

[ this is a circus he refuses to believe anything else at this point ]

[ocenon]

[ He's going to try pushing it a little bit. ]

Is there no way we can remove at least some of them?

[simulacres]

What?

[ ayaka is not the person you want to be telling these jokes to, unfortunately. ]

[ocenon]

[ thumbs up! that works for now. ]

Thank you, Homura.

[uiscebeatha]

[ Good thing he's been awake since 2 AM so he still sees him huh—

Cain waves and comes over. ]

What's up? What's the spray?

[coldseep]

( hehe )

Is it tasty? Do you like it?

( RLY happy yoru likes a thing he likes!!!

oh wait what were they talking about )

Oh, yeah, I think so, right? I have no idea how humans would handle it, but, the way I see it, she's the one who caused her own death, even if she didn't mean to.

[allrounder]

Pray remove your bandage.

[ he's gonna moisten you ]

[siffriend]

Nothing. I was just making a joke. Steaks and stakes. The meat and, um, a wooden...

[ ........... ]

A sharp piece of wood. They usually use them to dispatch vampires in stories.

[uiscebeatha]

Hm?

[ what do you mean he can't—

He tilts his head more, bangs falling out of his red eye. ]

What do you mean?

[ocenon]

She didn't seem like a hematophage at least...

[ insert ultra-wealthy vampire joke here ]

[divineth]

[He's listening to what the others are saying to Homura...]

Verily, given the panic.

[uiscebeatha]

[


he has a feeling, he's fucked ]

"do i have eyes" clarification check

[distain]

[So, if someone were to have woken up in the library and been trying to escape the fire, obviously they'd be a bit panicked... but could said someone who woke up in the library have noticed if the fire was only concentrated around the two doors as implied by the scorch marks or were there other flames deeper in the room?

Fine with panic having made it difficult to feel the heat or see flames enough to tell, but what the hell.]

[coldseep]

( Hwylryn looks up from the torta di cocco he's eating...

His expression is unusually even as he studies Cain and Ish's interaction, but he doesn't interrupt. )

[simulacres]

Ah.

[ okay, she'll relax now that she has understood the joke, but she does feel extremely silly for needing it explained. ]

I... guess that does make sense, yeah. Garlic also keeps them away, no?

[siffriend]

[ (Is...

...

A hema... tophage... a vampire?) ]

[siffriend]

And running water.

[ They can't cross the seas. Poor things. ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ yay i can use the moist icon finally

Cain dutifully does as he's told and unwraps the wound, wincing a bit as he does. Nice slash right on his sage crest. ]

[diel]

[ yay, a pinky promise.

oh, and: ]

Siffrin? [ his smile promises warmth. ] I really, really don't like it when people break their word. So please. Don't.

Okay?

[arbalestrier]

I believe the door to the bathroom was blocked off by a fire poker. The only viable exit were the doors to the banquet hall, which were damaged as if someone forced their way through. Perhaps the arsonist set fire to the library after blocking the doors and then broke the door handle to escape?

[There's definitely a hole in this but let him speculate uselessly.]

[allrounder]

[ SIGHS ]

The panic caused by the flames certainly worked to our culprit's advantage.

[coldseep]

( in this moment they are connected... their hearts beat as one... for coconut cake )