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

[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.

[gluttoning]

Wang Lu brought up a good point about the railway. That's kind of out of the way for sugar to be showing up.

[finalmix]

Someone who went back along the railway after the deed was done?

So we might be looking at someone who didn't wake up on Seagull's Playground in the morning.

[idologue]

This appears likely... The sugar glass was produced on Seagull's Playground, so it wouldn't have been dropped on the way to the crime.

And accidentally dropping something small while walking in the dark does not seem inconceivable.

[gluttoning]

Or they used the space as a mold.

[finalmix]

If the source of the sugar was from the golf course... Wouldn't it have lost heat from the time it took to get to the railway from the golf course? I'm no expert, but it probably would have at least set a little if it takes like, a while.

[ wanders off to check with mods about how long it takes to walk between places... ]

[dupiety]

[Spent a little too long in the mind palace lol--]

That is precisely what I was thinking.

[butcherspice]

Shed a little leggin' it outta the crime scene, I'd reckon.

[dupiety]

...

[He considers that for a moment.]

The source of the sugary concoction was at the golf course itself, yes?