WEEK 2; TRIAL

[killerwaves]

TRIAL

Whether you investigated or decided to take it easy, before you know it the speakers crackle to life instructing you to head to the beach. This is a demand not a request, and anyone who doesn't comply will find themselves forcibly moved there by the kitty bots—even if it takes a whole swarm of them.

Once you get there, you'll see that this isn't quite a beach party, instead a gigantic sandbar dotted with some type of constructs has risen out of the sea and tides. The path to the sandbar is solid enough even if it is relatively narrow, and once you arrive you'll find that you're far out in the ocean, way farther than it's comfortable to swim.

And once everyone is gathered, the pathway recedes back into the sea leaving you trapped here, all twenty-eight of you. At least there's ample seating, a kind of amphitheater made of sand with space in the middle for grandstanding or dramatic revelations. Though the area is mostly open, there are lone pieces of sand wall around the edges, maybe to dissuade you from tossing someone into the ocean without stopping you entirely. Thankfully, a lone outhouse rests again one of the walls just in case you need to use the bathroom, though it's not much in the way of actual privacy.

Settle in, get comfortable or just complain about all the sand you'll be tracking back, if you make it back that is. There's still another sacrifice to be chosen after all according to your administrators and—

Maybe you've noticed there's no palm trees or speakers here? It's just you, and the sand. For now.

(( OOC: Welcome to your first trial! You'll have 7 hours (8PM EST/5PM PST) to find the killer and send them off their death, if you believe in justice at least. Since this is scapegoat style, finding the correct killer is not mandatory!

Please remember to vote before then unless you've spoken to a mod, as votes are our stand-in for AC. ))

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[handsheld]

[ He's sneering from where he's moved forward a bit to appreciate his work. ]

See? It doesn't matter what you're made of, I'll destroy it all. [ Close observers can notice that the cracks in the hardened sand resemble the cracks in the ground near where Merlin was found. ]

[idologue]

[ Well. This whole foot saga was just unpleasant to watch. Lacus is just... not going to say anything, watching it silently was quite enough.

Mr. Pink has backseat commentary though: ] Damn it!

[skyworp]

[Smiling through the pain-]

How marvellous.

[handsheld]

[ Something like a laugh. ]

Do you get it too?

[skyworp]

[With no elaboration:]

Oh, yes. I think I do.

[handsheld]

Then I won't say I'm sorry. Not that I woulda anyway.

[ He's just like This. ]

Maybe we can swap stories after. [ Usually he's not all too curious but this is a good topic and maybe you bond with a man robot after nearly killing him. ]

[skyworp]

[Maybe you do!!]

I'd quite like that. If I don't bleed out before.

[handsheld]

My skillset's no good for stuff like that.

[ A glance at Overhaul. ]

[allworknoplague]

You've made your example, so try not to destroy them all.

It's a numbers game, Shigaraki. Don't forget.

[It's still mildly out-of-sorts, but overall back to the placid drawl his voice was at before. It doesn't seem like this is particularly out of the ordinary for them, either way.]

[handsheld]

Hey, you actually got to kill Merlin? That was just a foot.

[ A pause where an out of place bright smile spreads across his lips. ]

But yeah, yeah. I'll keep the tally of the rest of the body parts I'm owed. [ That's not cleanly directed to anyone at all. ]