TRIAL II

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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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[antline]

[...]

[Sariel breaks into tears.]

It didn't have to end this way...

[safetycheck]

[ On the outside, she has a complete poker face.

On the inside, though, well...(see icon.)

She is silent. ]

[safetycheck]

[ She looks at G'raha and nods with him in solidarity. ]

[the_obedient_servant]

[How many times have they done this? Failed? How many times have they each killed and gotten away with it? They wonder at the odds, the numbers, the statistics. It's all they are, after all. That feeling when a number ticks up.]

I feel nothing. [It's not strictly true, though, is it?] This is what this game has always been. Nobody here is innocent.

[diel]

[ he h̸͕̪̮̩͇̏͐͐̏̀́ǎ̵̤́̄̋͐t̷͕̺̂̾̐͒̓e̵͈̩̦̥̗̞͕͇͂s̷̛̙̥͙̪͗̐̄͐̋͐̄͝ this.




(later, he'll realize that all of water lily voted for themselves. but by then, they will be one less.) ]

[simulacres]

[ this is cruel.

this is all just too cruel. ]

[distain]

[He can stare. She has gone completely and utterly still.

Just like last week, she begins to cough.]

[calamitish]

[ ish meets siffrins eyes easily, patiently, despite how he just was a moment ago. rather than answer, with a flourish of his hand, a string of golden numbers and letters undulate like a reel around siffrin.

they last only a few seconds, ish's eyes scanning over them, and then blink out of view as quickly as they came. ]

I can do that. Let's talk later to finalize the details.

[siffriend]

[ (You wonder what that was all about.

... Maybe it's like how Odile examines their enemies. You wonder what The Witch saw.) ]

Okay. Deal.

[safetycheck]

[ Oh, gosh. Seeing Sariel break down into tears – she doesn't want to give Ish anything, and she's trying so hard not to, but she can't help but wipe at her eyes with the back of her sleeve. ]

[the_obedient_servant]

[* You told a joke about a kid that slept in the soil.

They draw a dagger.

And step in front of her.]

[simulacres]

ANDREW!

[ocenon]

[ Wordlessly, Richard steps in, blocking the way in between the two of them and just staring down at Chara. ]

[safetycheck]

Stop-!

[ She's watching. Panicking. ]

[distain]

[She buries her mouth in her sleeve and continues not to move.

She really doesn't look afraid.]

What...will you do?

[fourtuity]

[ Surprisingly, considering how she acts around Ish, Clover simply stands there, staring with emotionless eyes. In fact, she's so still that she could easily be mistaken for a statue. There's no other reaction. ]

[the_obedient_servant]

[In the moments between this response and Richard's intervention, they look at her with something close to pity, maybe a little element of disdain. Using their other hand, they withdraw a healing spray.]

It might help.

[Then they turn away, watching others.]

[the_obedient_servant]

[They merely scoff.]

Down, boy.

[oncefallen]

[Vanis stares, the blue and lavender shades of his eyes now more reminiscent of a stormy sea than the clear skies of heaven.

But he doesn't react outwardly, because he is no longer "Wrath." He buried that part of himself 1600 years ago when he fell.

(He really thought he'd made the right decision.)]

[perfectpower]

[Watches all of this unfold.

Walks away without a word.]

[distain]

Move, Saber.

[coldseep]

( Once they're done with Ish. )

... Are you upset with her?

( This may decide whether Andrew lives or dies, )

[the_obedient_servant]

See? There are people that rush to your defense.

[snakeblood]

[ Humans are so...

Anyway, he's not sticking around. ]

[siffriend]

[ (Are you?)

Siffrin tilts their head in thought, turning to watch Andrew for a moment before looking back up at Hwylryn. ]

No. I'm hurt, but... I can see her line of thought. My bruises didn't help.