week 1 - trial; day 2

[vicedirector]

seven vices case 1 trial, day 2 ♫ sunday 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 5PM, the trial will close, after which everyone is expected to have cast their votes. >Discuss? victim suspects   VOTING cast setting rulebook

Comments

[sobowtor]

Clothes are just really important!

[So important...]

[smileleftbehind]

Well, without fur you need clothes to keep warm. Are you afraid they will catch a cold?

[sobowtor]

Sure, let's like go with that!

I mean. It's cold out? And also this is a chapel?

You can't get naked in a chapel.

[smileleftbehind]

... Why not?

[sobowtor]

Because it's like totally sacrilegious!

[smileleftbehind]

Sacril-what?

[sobowtor]

It's rude!

To God!

[smileleftbehind]

...

That's stupid.

[sobowtor]

Um, it's really not?

[How dare.]

[smileleftbehind]

Clothes keep you warm. Why would someone named god care?

[sobowtor]

He cares because there was a time when everyone was allowed to be naked around God and it was probably like super great. [Poland has no idea. She hasn't actually liked being naked since nation puberty.]

But we all ruined it by taking bad advice from snakes and eating knowledge apples! So now if we're naked we have to feel bad about it and always wear clothes in chapels.

It's just the rules.

[smileleftbehind]

That sounds ridiculous.

[sobowtor]

Doesn't matter, it's the rules.

[smileleftbehind]

Who is God to make rules like that? He lives here? There's no bed!

[sobowtor]

God's everywhere!

[smileleftbehind]

You can't be everywhere!

[sobowtor]

But God can be!

It's God. Ya know?

[smileleftbehind]

[He looks at her like she's crazy.] No. The Intention is the only one that knows everything, and she's not everywhere.

[sobowtor]

Who's that?

[smileleftbehind]

She is the Intention of the Abyss! She rules over all Chains and is in charge of the Abyss.

[sobowtor]

I don't know what those things are?

[smileleftbehind]

I'm a Chain. The Abyss is another dimension, different from this one.

Most Chains need to eat people to stay in this dimension, but I haven't had the need.