week 9 - trial; day 2

[vicedirector]

seven vices case 9 trial, day 2 ♫ Saturday At 9AM, every television will go off, loud enough to wake anyone sleeping. The calm, apathetic voice will advise everyone to gather in the chapel for the trial. Static will continue to blare in the head of anyone dillydallying. Once all of the guests have gathered in the chapel, the doors will lock. Most of the pews have been moved aside to allow for more space, and a few tables have been set up on the altar. On the first, there is an additional copy of the rulebook, and the information cards of the victim and suspects laid out, with space for the suspects to provide their whereabouts, as well as an autopsy report. There is also a large wheeled chalkboard upon which you may write theories. On the second table is a pitcher of water and some glasses, as well as very simple sandwiches and pastries. The door behind the altar has finally been unlocked. It's a rather plain room with an area set off by a folding screen. Inside, you will find a table on which the victim's body has been laid out. Next to the table, two black and white photographs have been hung on the screen. they are close ups of the victim's body, as it was found when the body discovery announcement chimed. A few sticks of incense burn in the corner to avoid any smells. At 6PM, the trial will adjourn. Everyone will be escorted back to the hotel by Miata, after which everyone is allowed to head to either the kitchen to get dinner, or to their rooms. Attempting to wander off into the other areas of the hotel will trigger the static alarms in everyone's heads/televisions. >Discuss? victim suspects VOTING cast setting rulebook

Comments

[muties]

What? No. Bullshit. You're too nice to murder people? Or at least to murder Faize and Urashima?

[ BILL PLS ]

[billarious]

Am I too nice? Like are you really sure about that?

[muties]

I am a solid 82% sure on that?

[billarious]

You don't know a single thing about me Jamjams. Nothing that matters, anyway. Like, for example~

[He leans a little on his cane with a grin.]

Do you really think I'm a Muse? Do you honestly believe Muses exist?

[muties]

... Sure, why not? I'm friends with trolls and a cherub, Faize is a goddamn elf. So why not muses?

[billarious]

Well, maybe they exist where you come from, but I sure as hell aren't one of 'em. I'm not exactly from your plain of existence, but you can probably liken me to one of those demons humans are so afraid of.

2/2 SORRY

[billarious]

Where does that put my niceness rating now?

[muties]

You don't get a niceness rating now. What are you the demon of, being a shit?

[billarious]

If you wanna say that, sure. Not really the demon of anything though. Like I said, it's not exactly the same, just similar enough to let you know what you're dealing with.

[muties]

A shithead, that's what we're dealing with. You're a shithead. Nothin' more, just like that Wrath lady.