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 ))

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[arbalestrier]

[A bit of sweat starts gathering on his face...]

I see. I won't pry, then.

[vivens]

[ I THOUGHT RICHARD DIDN'T SWEAT. ]

[littlegentleman]

[Not going to interrupt this back-and-forth but he's going to put a hand on Hwylryn's.

Even though it's sticky.]

[baebladie]

[ So-li-darity indeed...

tmw I realized three people in this game are named after weapons. ]

[coldseep]

( it's the thought that counts )

I'd like that. And tell him I said hello, okay?

[diel]

[ ayaka is... she's not... he's never had to think about where they overlap this much, in terms of people. but he thinks the decision would be the same whether he's here, or... well, this is where they intersect, perhaps.

he wouldn't mind if she voted for him. ]

Don't worry. I didn't do it.

[whileaway]

We already know several bushes were walked through. Couldn't someone reach through one as well?

[distain]

Oh.

[She is behaving.]

My sincere apologies for intruding.

[diel]

[ ??? ]

[remainsilent]

[ you do breathe fire right you can be a dragon ]

[coldseep]

... Who?

( For no reason besides that he's curious. He doesn't exactly get to decide much when he's dead, but... )

[whileaway]

If an angry woman appears at the castle doors for you, would you not drop the lantern she can use to see you from a distance and run?

[safetycheck]

[ ... ]

[oncefallen]

Scuffing as well... so it may have been thrown rather than dropped.

[vivens]

[ sabo...the honorary dragon. ]

[whileaway]

I was sharing with my newest friend. Surely you wouldn't begrudge a child some sweets?

[calamitish]

No! All my siblings are dead, actually.

[ why does he sound so cheery about this. ]

[ocenon]

[ NO BUT POMS CAN ]

[baebladie]

...thrown, in order to buy time...?

[siffriend]

... It's only if I want to end it early. Otherwise, it just resets...

[ (... When it's the end, and all is saved. When you're all going to go your separates ways.

They deserve that.

Mira, who wants to travel more and see the world. She's changed so much since you met her, but not in the way that the Change Belief would want her to. And that's okay! That's more than okay -- no one should change if they don't want to. So... you'd like to continue traveling with her, seeing how she becomes more comfortable with herself, without someone forcing her hand...

Isa, to become a fashion designer. It's a Change... From figurative sword to sewing, but you know it's something he'd like a lot. Just like he'd like to be seen as a little smarter, less of a meathead, even if it's taking a small step back to how he was before. You'd like to wear the clothes he crafts for you, and see him smile when you're wearing something he made...

Odile, returning to her homeland of Ka Bue. She came to Vaugarde for a reason, and you know that reason now: you're alike in a lot of ways, from your lack of homeland to not knowing who you truly are, and you'd like to go with her to see someplace new. You want to continue talking to her, to understand her, the way she seems to understand you...

Bonnie, back home to their sister. They had to leave her when that part of the country froze, and you still remember how despondent they'd been after. How little they'd eaten, how quiet in comparison to how they are now... You know why Bonnie was distant to you now, so it's okay. You still want to see them be happy, and you'd like to make sure they get home...

... And you. What will you do?

...)

After the thoughtful pause, far too long, Siffrin finally finishes sentence: ]

At the end. I haven't figured out the perfect loop yet, I guess. Still missing something.

[diel]

Did it hurt?

[simulacres]

I see. Okay.

[ this doesn't seem to help ease her sullen expression, but she'll give him a firm nod. ]

[antline]

That's sad. Sorry.

[diel]

[ he'll apologize later, but... ]

[coldseep]

( Squeezing his hand tight, his hand trembling ever so slightly.

He is, in a way that's unusual for Hwylryn, in a way that runs contrary to the cool projection he's maintaining, exceptionally angry.

Angry enough that he would kill Cain and Bradley here and now if he weren't smarter than to try. If the fact didn't remain that Balthazar pulled that final trigger - and not Cain or Bradley, themselves.

And yet, and yet, and yet, )