week 5 - day 1 trial

[vicedirector]

seven vices case 5 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 VOTING cast setting rulebook

Comments

[sobowtor]

[Poland's in the kitchen after trial, she was hungry and started rummaging in the fridge for something satiating sans stove...

At some point though Poland stopped rummaging and started randomly eating things out of the fridge while standing in front of it and twirling a strand of hair around her finger looking incredibly distracted.]

[hopefragment]

...?

[That sure is Poland just hanging out in front of the fridge. Hinata had considered getting something to eat out of there, but...]

Uh... Poland?

[????]

[sobowtor]

[Hope you didn't want pickles because Poland has the jar. Poland looks up at Hinata's voice like she didn't even realize other people might be in the kitchen.

Or need to use the fridge.]

What? [...Which was of course said through a mouthful of pickles.]

[hopefragment]

...

[Never talk about the designations being bullshit again...]

Are you, uh, alright? You seem a little distracted.

[sobowtor]

[Wait. Wait. Okay she swallowed. She has no idea what you're bracketing about??]

Um...

[Poland sets the pickles back in the fridge looking a little perplexed. She doesn't remember picking those out of the fridge actually.]

I was just thinking about stuff.

[hopefragment]

What about...? It can help to, you know, talk ideas out with someone else.

[Just... going to try to reach around her to take out the jar of pickles again. After watching her eat them, he wants some? Also now he can share if she still wants them.]

1/2

[sobowtor]

[Poland watches Hinata reach into the fridge only to take out the exact jar of pickles she just put away.

Hinata were you envious of her pickles?]

2/2

[sobowtor]

I dunno.

I mean. It's not really relevant to what's going on that's important in trial right this second so?

[hopefragment]

[Maybe he was! But he just takes one out of the jar and offers it back to Poland. Here u go friend.]

Well... that might be better, honestly. To talk about something else so we can come back to the trial with some fresh perspective... maybe.

[sobowtor]

You think?

[Ooh thank you. Poland picks out another pickle-- consciously this time!]

Mm... You don't think there's some kind of vague possible merit to what Astrid was saying about the girls do you?

[Better yet. Make it two pickles.]

[dereban]

[ Opens mouth. Closes it. ]

Are you just... going to stand in front of the fridge the whole time?

[ ??? ]

[sobowtor]

[Poland is holding an entire loaf of rye bread.]

Hm?

[Oh. Wait.]

I've only been here for a minute!

[dereban]

... Oh.

[ Is that really true, though? ]

Do you mind moving aside, real quick? Since I was planning on getting some bread to make a sandwich.

[sobowtor]

[Well she certainly thinks it's been a minute but it definitely has not-- time flies when you're distracted.]

...

[When did Poland start cradling a baby-- wait it's bread. When did she grab bread. Was she going to make a sandwich. That sounds like a great idea.]

Do... you like rye bread?

[Thank you for stopping her from possibly eating an entire loaf of bread.]

[dereban]

I've never actually had it [ she's always went with the more simple white bread ] so I wouldn't know...

Is it any good?

[sobowtor]

[Is rye bread good.

Is rye bread good?]

Of course it's good! It's the best!

[Sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up Inaba. You're about to get educated on the deliciousness of rye bread.]

Here lets make sandwiches I'll show you.

[dereban]

Please do. I'd really like to see it in action.

[ But sure, she'll take a seat. ]

[herbgrace]

You're going to eat half the fridge at this rate. [You okay, Poland?]

1/2

[sobowtor]

[Poland has a red onion in her mouth.

A whole. Raw. Red onion.]

2/2

[sobowtor]

[Ah shit-- Poland splutters suddenly realizing what she's eating.

She loves onions! But that is a very intense amount of onion in her mouth.]

[herbgrace]

[Poland! Lithuania shoves a glass of water into her hands as quickly as possible.] Pay attention!

[sobowtor]

[Poland will take that water, flailing her free hand at her side.]

I-I thought it was an apple or something!

[So basically yeah. She wasn't paying attention.

At least half the onion is gone too from bite marks so.

At all.]

[herbgrace]

[Grabbing the onion and throwing it out.] Clearly it wasn't! How did you eat so much of it without noticing?

[sobowtor]

I didn't!

[Somehow Poland feels really full and she swears she was only here for five minutes. Max.

...The onion taste is still in her mouth though so. She's grabbing a palate cleansing cookie off the counter.]

[herbgrace]

Half of the onion is gone! [Gosh!!!]