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week 3 - 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? setting rulebook |
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Anyway, nothing to see on him! There aren't even scars on him despite saying he's been in more than one war. Either he's very durable or he's a liar.
Will someone stop him from taking off his pants?? Let's find out! ]
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His ears lower as he has been SUFFICIENTLY SHAMED into stopping. No pantsless catboy for you guys, now you'll never know how the tail is connected to his body. ] —sorry! [ Wince. ] I should have gone with my gut on this one.
[ Sigh. ] All right, Undyne, let's go someplace else. [ Lead the way! ]
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Okay, finish taking off your pants now! [Boy, this sure would sound wrong under any other circumstances...]
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Anyway he obediently heads behind the screen (cats? obedient? plz) and takes off his pants.
To save some time, there's absolutely nothing that would interest Undyne on his lower half. No scars, no scratches, nothing branded into his skin saying "RANULF DID IT." He's as clean as a whistle and as smooth as a baby!
His undies are a bit old fashioned though, if Undyne cares about underwear fashion for... some... reason? ]
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Okay, you're good!
...which means that we're right back where we started! UGH I HATE THIS TRIAL!!