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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[gluttoning]

I know you were asking me about them earlier in the week. Did you talk to anyone else that had one?

[chosenwang]

I also won one and I know someone else that did. It may have been fairly common for those who completed the task.

[dupiety]

I can also confirm that I received one. My, my, it's as if they wanted to see an impalement.

[gluttoning]

There wasn't anything like that found over at the golf range, though, right?

[dupiety]

Not a harpoon itself, no. Just the potential existence of one being there at some point. And with so many in circulation, it is difficult to say whose it even belonged to.

There is so little to confirm and it is quite irritating.

[chrysaline]

I received one, too. I was wondering if we should put them somewhere safer, but I don't know that we could find anywhere like that.

[ Or like, throw them back into the sea? ]

[skyworp]

[Normally he'd say that such an idea is ruining the fun, but, hm...actually...]

Everyone having the same weapon is no good. Less inventive. No fun. [And so, he nods along with Psyche's suggestion.] I say confiscation is in order.

[conceivesfrenzy]

We could always make Zebby eat them!

[ vague looking at Beel while i pass away from trying to think of a nickname after like ten minutes ]

[solutionary]

I also received one, but it has just been sitting in our cabana.

[Sometimes Changsheng would climb on it, but Baizhu hasn't been interested in is.]

[diabolizes]

I received one as well.

[idologue]

I received one as well. It's stored within Seagull cabana, currently.

[diabolizes]

Perhaps I'll store mine with yours in the future.

[idologue]

Not much use separating out whose is whose, when we all appear to own them, hm?

[ What a silly situation. ]

[necrotiem]

Sonya was also fishing with one.

I also received one, though I only old one person about it.

[passetemps]

[ joining the Got A Harpoon train, he just nods ]

[chosenwang]

Our hosts just keep proving out unoriginal they are. [ tsk tsk ]

[finalmix]

Might be easier to ask who didn't get a harpoon.

[chosenwang]

Did you get one? I can't really see you completely that task without some sas.

[divector]

Sounds like it. I got a cute-looking helmet, not a harpoon.

[skyworp]

[Well it's all fun watching everyone run around, but maybe Skywarp's had his fill and actually wants to get involved...]

Say, Zelkov.

[Skywarp twists his head like a curious bird.]

You've plenty of hobbies, correct?

[passetemps]

I do. The subject of mechanics is one I know very little about, however, assuming I am reading between the lines of your question correctly.

[butcherspice]

How's your eye for sculptin', lad? Y'sounded like a right expert before.

[skyworp]

That could be true. Or it couldn't. All we have is your word.

[But since he has no alibi, things look mighty suspicious.]

But it is reasonable to assume, isn't it?

[butcherspice]

....oh.

Now that the ol' tin can mentioned it, I had an enlightening little chat with Zelkov when we first dropped on the bloody island. Bloke's a regular Picasso, I'd say.

[gravitys]

I got one. [ Shrugs. ]