week 1 - trial; day 1

[vicedirector]

seven vices case 1 trial, day 1 ♫ 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         cast setting rulebook

Comments

[symbologic]

It's alright, you have nothing to apologize for. This situation is very... [Very what, exactly? Lots of things. Very lots of things. He can't really think of one, singular word that truly sums up just how fucked up and awful it is.] well, it's easy to get discouraged, at any rate.

[hopefragment]

O-oh, I see.

So... you're at war, then? Back home?

[hopefragment]

[Please eat something other than coffee and toast?? Wtf.]

Huh? Oh... no, it's fine. I'll get it myself.

[Giving up on the spaghetti, he just kind of pushes it away from him, vaguely in Gilbert's general direction.]

Do you want it? I'd hate for it to go to waste and we end up with nothing but breakfast food again as punishment.

[hopefragment]

Eh?

[Eh? EEEEEEHHHHH????]

W-wait, what?!

[POLAND he's flushing a light pink and holding his hands up as if to ward her off. What's going on?? Help??]

[hopefragment]

[Just going to flip his notebook closed! If you don't like his completely average scribbles you don't have to look at them!]

Are you ready for tomorrow?

[stupidly]

[LOOK... no.]

All right. [A nod! And then suddenly a plate of spaghetti! Gilbert looks at it uncertainly for a second because he doesn't want it either, but he does know someone it could go to... A certain RUDE OLD MAN who he hadn't seen eating much throughout the day.]

If that's fine, I don't mind taking it... Thanks. Are you sure you won't want any more, though? [Small aliens with pink blood need to eat to grow big and strong!!]

[princessantly]

[ GONNA CHECK ON THE KITCHEN EVERY HOUR, fight her. ]

I can do that much myself! You need to rest, don't you?

[stupidly]

[ALISHA STOP, SLEEP LIKE A NORMAL PERSON???]

I wasn't planning on sleeping just yet, so I don't mind grabbing a glass for you.

[princessantly]

That's right... sooner or later, something will go against their statement.

I hope they've prepared themselves for the consequences.

[sobowtor]

I mean? You look tired?

[She seems oblivious to anything she might have said that was wrong?]

Or maybe not tired just. Like the air is heavy on you.

[princessantly]

Yes... although I think it's entirely unnecessary.

[dereban]

Of course I'm not ready.

[ She bluntly replies, as if it were blatantly obvious. ]

We're going to be voting somebody to death.

[princessantly]

You don't think running on the stairs wouldn't possibly wake anyone else up?

[ NO THIS IS FINE. ]

[sobowtor]

Well how long is that? [There's a lot of talking going on, forgive her.]

What do you think happened then?

[princessantly]

It is, but... I should know better than to let this get to me. I'll only worry people, at this rate.

[ She's a princess and a knight, she's dealt with all manners of tough things. ]

[hopefragment]

[Poland never says anything wrong so obliviousness can be excused.]

Oh.

[Oh, she probably means... right, of course.]

Yeah, I think anyone would be tired after today. Knowing that it isn't over, that we have to go back tomorrow and vote... I'd almost rather it be all in one go, you know? Get it over with.

[herbgrace]

The rooms are soundproofed, I believe. As long as you don't make excessive noise it should be fine. [Fine and totally normal.]

[hopefragment]

Yeah, but we don't have a choice. This stupid "game"... someone fell for the motive, and now they have to pay the penalty.

[It sounds like he's reciting something from memory as a rote defense, rather than anything else.]

If you can figure out a way around the voting, be my guest.

[princessantly]

Steel plates, for the most part. The black crystal is from a monster my ancestor fought.

[ Finally, a question she can answer. ]

[herbgrace]

Five to ten minutes. As for what happened, I'm not certain. It could be he was standing there and his killer attacked from above. In that case, the disturbance on the roof would be the killer waiting.

[hopefragment]

[Forgive him, Break-! He knows not what he does.]

Yeah, I'm sure. I'll make some toast or something later, like you said. I mean... might as well make the most of my immunity before it wears off, right?

[By... going to get food by himself without fear. What an incredible use of his abilities.]

Do you think you'll be ready for tomorrow?

[princessantly]

[ YOU JUST TRY TO STOP HER. ]

I really can grab my own glass... but if you wouldn't mind lending me your company for a bit, I'd be most grateful.

[sobowtor]

[So true.]

I think breaks are just as important. Sad stuff like this is really exhausting and it wears on you a lot after a while.

Plus it's really loud and stuffy in that room so sometimes just getting away from it all even for a little bit helps give perspective.

[princessantly]

Well, then! Would you care to join me?

[ Guys... guys no. ]

[hopefragment]

...Do you want to talk about it? What cause the war, I mean. If you say it's unnecessary... is there a reason you can't stop it?

[?? She is a princess, after all.]