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week 7 - 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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[Poland will let Dhaos read the letter in peace without interruption. If he wants to talk at all though, she's here!]
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He grips the paper hard, before relaxing. ]
...It's a little odd. A few days ago, we had been...
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[ At that, he falls silent, lips pressing into a thin line. It doesn't feel right, like he has no place to talk about this. Surely, the others knew Gilbert better, and Alisha; he just decides to keep back his own emotions. ]
I am sure... at the least, we shall catch whomever did this.
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[No one was probably expecting anything to happen to Alisha or Gilbert in particular. Especially like this.]
Yeah.
[Poland really. Really. Wants to get this person. But. She wishes she could just have Alisha and Gilbert back even more.]
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She just seemed to get along with everyone. ]
... Goodnight.
[ He'll just leave it at that though, because he isn't sure what else could be said, and off he goes. ]