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

[billarious]

Hey now, I never said the voices in your head would tell you to look for particularly nice things! Who knows, maybe you'll just be greedy for someone's slice of...what is that stuff. The sweet, square stuff we have for breakfast?

[jackhole]

If I'm going to be greedy about something, I'd rather it be for good things.

[ . . . he actually has no clue. ]

... Toast? Waffles?

[muties]

French toast!

[ butts in. probably. ]

[billarious]

French toast? Why's it french?

[muties]

Because it was invented in France.

[ probably?? she has no idea ]

[billarious]

That's a nice, neat explanation. Thank you!

[He'll have to thank the French peeps for inventing it!]

[jackhole]

[ just opens his mouth.

then closes his mouth.

yeah, that was pretty nice and neat, wasn't it? ]

[billarious]

Toast! That stuff! That weird human toast. [It must be. He knows what waffles are!]

But good! You follow your greedy little dreams and get that quality stuff. None of my stuff though. I know it's probably tempting, but I'm kind of attached to all my stuff!

[jackhole]

Right, toast.

[ he should probably be offended by this but honestly, it's all just feeling kind of familiar to him. ]

You can keep all your stuff. Who even says it's that nice? I'd need a second opinion.