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

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[jackhole]

[ he doesn't have anything to add but from the corner, there's definitely a groan here and a hissed whisper to himself: ]

W-why did she have to say me, oh god. If this is wrong, I'm so fucked.

[ just buries his face in his hands now oops. ]

[disapproved]

You have performed your role well, Rhys, more than I can say for many of our companions. We are all merely shooting into the dark here — at least you used whatever resources your mind has to assist, however limited they may be. Those that point their fingers at you who have not contributed would be the truly debased ones, yes?

[ also if someone dies by accident we can just fall back to it being your fault, right ]

[jackhole]

[ just... just this face as he lets out a kind of wheezing noise and nods jerkily. ]

S-Sure?!

[ please don't ever compliment him again, morrigan. he's not entirely sure how to handle this. ]

[unpleasantries]

If it's wrong, it's wrong. That's it. Surely no one would be stupid enough to lash out at you for that.

[She knows people can be that stupid, though.]

[jackhole]

[ there would be a coherent reply here except it's rhys and he's kind of At His Limit.

so instead he just sort of nods and lets out a desolate laugh. ]

A-ahahahaa... hah...

[detanimetion]

Are you gonna puke again?! [leaning in close super gleefully...]

[jackhole]

[ sharply: ]

No!

[ but then he sort of thinks about it and flaps his hands at undyne. go... away... ]

Actually, I-I'm not super sure yet so uh, get back to me later?

[detanimetion]

Let me know if you are, I wanna watch! [rhys you are her only source of entertainment in a day full of puzzles]

[jackhole]

[ he's happy to help?! there's just more stupid wheezing noises from him and his head jerks sharply in a nod and he lets out the most pathetic: ]

Y-yeah, okay.

[ he will let you know, undyne. sure will. ]

[dhaosu]

[ quiet snort. bless u undyne. ]