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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MISSING ALIBIS

[conchy]

So it seems many of us have strong alibis! How chanceux for those of us that do... but much less so for those who don't.

[Lobelia's looking at a few people in particular.]

We must take Monsieur Sonya and Mademoiselle Waltaquin at their word that they were together...

[...But it's possible they're covering for each other, his tone seems to suggest. Can't discount the possibility!]

As for the others, Monsieur Zelkov was alone in the garden and Monsieur Beelzebub spent his night alone in the kitchen. Their alibis are so paper-thin as to be non-existent! How do you plead, gentlemen?

[passetemps]

I prefer the quiet.

[conchy]

Is that all?

[passetemps]

I prefer the quiet, and I wanted to make sure the garden memorial was maintained properly since it has now been a week since Merlin's passing.

[dupiety]

Zelkov, I recall your offer on the network. Did anyone request your services to work with confections by chance?

[He is assuming Zelkov knows how.]

[passetemps]

No. I only instructed Xiao in the art of meat-filled potato rolls.

[necrotiem]

[She tsks at him.]

You could also ask anyone who stayed in their cabanas and left immediately after we woke. They would have seen us just getting up as well.

I believe Haruka was out quite early, if you think his word to be so much purer than mine.

[She gave Sonya a sleepy headpat.]

[townmusician]

[Wait why is he being called out (again) he's still dealing with everything else.]

Ah... I did see them both outside the cabanas when I left this morning.

[conchy]

Then that's that! Mademoiselle Waltaquin and Monsieur Sonya are off the chopping block.

comes back in with dumplings

[dysnowpian]

[ In contrast, Sonya gives a pleasant nod. ]

It's a shame the other Kakapo were not with us.

[necrotiem]

[She sounds a bit bitter. Waltaquin dislikes feeling powerless.]

We were asleep. Our unconscious presence would have made scarcely a mote of difference... unless the killer did not care who their victim was, only that they had one.

[gluttoning]

[He just tucks his hands into his pockets with a shrug.]

I was by myself, yeah. And I was by myself when I woke up.

[dupiety]

If I may add, Lobelia...

[He appreciates the initiative but he has something to say for Beelzebub's sake.]

The crime scene was loaded with sweets. I mean no disrespect to Beelzebub, but I do not see him leaving the scene without devouring them first.

[gravitys]

Yeah, I agree with that one. He'd never waste candy in a body.

[conchy]

Oui! Beelzebub's stomach is nigh bottomless. It's hard to imagine he wouldn't devour even blood-soaked gummies.

[gluttoning]

No offense taken.

It would be hard. That sounds like it was a lot of candy.

[finalforte]

Hyaha, you go get them, Lo-chan ♪

[She's so fucking useless.]

[idologue]

For what it's worth, Beelzebub began the morning in a hunger rage. He seemed completely beside himself and rather dangerous - the reason being that he hadn't eaten during the time of the forced sleep.

If he were the culprit of this food-involved crime, this may not have happened.

[ A pause. ] This is, of course, assuming he is not somehow a masterful actor.

[gravitys]

[ an expression that doubts beel is a masterful actor ]

[conchy]

No offense to Monsieur Beelzebub, but I can't imagine him orchestrating a crime with so many moving pieces... but that doesn't mean he wasn't involved in some manner or another.

[gluttoning]

I don't exactly like being so hungry that I get angry about it.

[But he's aware he's kind of being scrutinized here, so he'll leave it at that.]

[conchy]

If I may, petit chien, a question: when you become that enraged, do you remain fully in control of yourself? Have you ever been so furieux that you've blacked out and lost control of yourself?

[plunges]

There was a lot of shattered sugar glass on the scene, was there not? The culprit could have stepped in it, leaving traces of it on their shoes, even if it melted.

[chosenwang]

I hate to be that guy, but I don't think it would be wise to write off those with alibis so quickly.

[conchy]

Hm? Have you a theory in mind, Monsieur?

[He's all lobes ears!]