week 4 - trial; day 1

[vicedirector]

seven vices case 4 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

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[detanimetion]

Got it! This is gonna be awesome! [Focusing hard and imagining a huge ball of fire...

...and hurling the book straight at the clinic.]

[stupidly]

[SCREAMS.]

WAIT—!! No, no! You need to hold onto the book while you're imagining it!

[vicedirector]

[ Undyne.........

The book flies away as she tosses it, but in the process it unleashes a teeny tiny fireball. Which itself flies wherever you guys will find the most funny, go for it.

Its number ticks down to 10.]

[stupidly]

[IT'S HAPPENING

As in, the teeny tiny fireball flies directly at Gilbert's head, catching a bit of his hair on fire and earning another Gilbert Scream™ as he almost takes himself out trying to pat out the flame. Will he ever make it through a trial without shrieking into the night?? Stay tuned!]

[detanimetion]

What?! You said to aim it! Anyway, that fireball was super lame! I told you I didn't--

[Turning around at the scream and then JOINING IN.]

OH MY GOD!! HOW THE HELL DID YOU MANAGE TO SET YOURSELF ON FIRE?! Stay still, I'll put it out!! [Grabbing him by the neck with one arm and NOOGIEING THE HELL OUT OF HIS HEAD TO PUT THE FIRE OUT]

[dhaosu]

[ Coming in. ]

...!

[ A splash of water is coming your way, Gilbert... and Undyne, in his panicked hurry. ]

[stupidly]

I DON'T KNOW—!! I didn't do it on purpose!?

[As if that's supposed to help or clarify something, somehow?! He'll stay still so Undyne can rudely noogie his hair fire into submission though, thanks Undyne.

His hair is an awful mess now, though...

AND NOW THEY'RE COVERED IN WATER, yay.]

[detanimetion]

Okay, I think I got it out--

[And now they're soaked with water.]

...I've decided that I don't like fire magic that much after all.

[stupidly]

[Neither does he.]

...Thanks - both of you.

[He sounds Tired but he means it genuinely, okay.]

[dhaosu]

... Of course.

[ He is glad to have helped. Truly. ]