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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Comments

[townmusician]

Beelzebub… Are you stupid?

[Time to be rude for little to no reason!!]

[gluttoning]

[...

>:(]

Excuse me?

[townmusician]

[wait beel could obliterate him—]

…Didn’t you think something weird was going on?

[gluttoning]

No. I didn't.

[Funny how he looks so tall when he squares his shoulders, huh!]

Don't call me stupid, Haruka. I don't appreciate it.

[townmusician]

[EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-- (frightened)]

S-sorry, Beelzebub...san...

[HE WILL NEVER SAY ANYTHING MEAN ABOUT BEEL AGAIN.]

[gluttoning]

[SIGHS

He's taking a step back, but he will go get a napkin from the concessions bot and bring it back to him. Don't cry, dude, he feels bad.]

Just Beelzebub is fine, Haruka.

Thanks for apologizing.

let me reply in the right place

[conchy]

Now now, gentleman, this is no time to fight.

[Looking directly at Haru-chan...]

Keep up your pleurs and you may very well end up with a hole in your chest too.

[gluttoning]

[He exhales sharply through the nose, but nods, taking a step back from Haruka.]

[conceivesfrenzy]

[ snickers ]

[townmusician]

[WHAT IS A PLEUR.





also lobelia can't kill him, who else is he going to torment that actually sings on command]